I'm just going to zonk this one, I'm just going to say this to the people, not so much the people in the audience, the people sitting in my mind. One day a star, loads of digits, new DJ rap. I bring the sounds from people in a white truck, pumping on a road bus, running to a tree stump. Treader got the back door slammed into a dirt lot. Stopped with the cable running up her backside, disconnecting. If you had a chance, you wouldn't even stop denying. Ghost talks ain't out of hand. Ghost talks are multiplying. Gathering out of your delight. But you're never going to come back down, down upon someone like... But you're never going to come back down, down upon someone like... When I woke up and got on the BMC I saw the oomph *** happen, that's forest on me And they were scrawling on the window with wise ass keys And they were driving out the lost in the mercuries Rain is like a boom to the wildest non Bitty on don to the don don diggy don Rain is like a boom to the wildest non Bitty on don to the don don diggy don Gathering out of your delight. But you're never going to come back down, down upon someone like... But you're never going to come back down, down upon someone like... Pink Slinger, Purple Peach Dinger Sucka DC, this biggest no is single finger He's gonna bubble it up now He likes to bubble it up Mr. G, Mr. G, Mr. G, Mr. G Please bring it up, bring it up, bring it up, bring it up Could you bring it up, could you bring it up? Just a little more than that Could you bring it up, could you bring it up, could you bring it up? Just a little more than that Could you bring it up, could you bring it up, could you bring it up? Could you bring it up? Sweetheart Galloping in a fire when you're alive But you're never gonna come back down And I'm so on fire But you're never gonna come back down Drones around, T-shirt off the line But you're never gonna come back down And I'm so on fire But you're never gonna come back down You understand? You know what I'm saying? Why don't all the people on fire Why don't all the people on fire Why don't all the bartenders Why don't all the waitresses Why don't all the DJs Why don't all the, why don't all the ladies With the beer over there in the pink skirt Why don't all the English girls English girls need charise