[Chorus: Roots Manuva] Things are gettin, Awfully Deep Awfully Deep, I can't get no sleep [x3] Things are gettin, Awfully Deep Awfully Deep, Awfully Deep [Verse 1] I don't do mind games, I'm frame by frame I'm eighteen bits, I'm fourty-eight hertz My favourite tie-tie 'til my nicky [?] My flirt tac-tics are so damn sublime MY long-john greased with slippery slime My prime cut, move ya butt, twist ya nut From ya don't know issht then keep ya mouth shut Hut one, hut two, hut three and hut four A terrible phase is spendin' money wi' whores A pastor say we shouldn't do that shit so we sit down, reflect all the sins we commit How many Hail Marys cut down on the dairy? Away with the fairies, how much do my fare be? Two travelcards, my life's so hard I don't know my inch, from my foot to my yard [?] my body card, make you part of me, pa [Chorus] [Verse 2] My sanity's back on the line again Last year, I said I wouldn't rhyme again But I'm, back for punishment, time again If I should lose my good mind again Tell my management not to waste good money Sendin' me away to the farms of the funny Them places only make me worse they full'a, crooked doctors and kinky nurses that poke you in the arse, and measure your schlong Put that tape measure down, that practice is wrong They thought I didn't know what was goin' on But I, knew the crew [?] was strong Claw-polma, oxidisa-what? Tell me doctor, why I got purple snot I'm feelin' happy when I know I'm sad and now they wanna certify me mad [Chorus] [Verse 3] They said, "Mr Smith, please calm down We're not here to hurt you You're feeling a little bit paranoid Your brain is over-heating You're overworked, you're underpaid and your body's taken a beating" And I said "You're not seein' things, like how I'm seein' things I'm seein' things that I don't wanna see I see the devil sit right before me Fire in his eyes as he spoke to me" Blinked, I blinked and I pinched myself I screamed for Jesus but it was no use I had to face my, (awful) painful truth Voodoo in the hills, and I'm runnin' from ghosties Lightin' up the candles as the spooks approach me Voodoo in the hills, and I'm runnin' from ghosties [Chorus]
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Copy to Clipboard: [Chorus: Roots Manuva] Things are gettin, Awfully Deep Awfully Deep, I can't get no sleep [x3] Things are gettin, Awfully Deep Awfully Deep, Awfully Deep [Verse 1] I don't do mind games, I'm frame by frame I'm eighteen bits, I'm fourty-eight hertz My favourite tie-tie 'til my nicky [?] My flirt tac-tics are so damn sublime MY long-john greased with slippery slime My prime cut, move ya butt, twist ya nut From ya don't know issht then keep ya mouth shut Hut one, hut two, hut three and hut four A terrible phase is spendin' money wi' whores A pastor say we shouldn't do that shit so we sit down, reflect all the sins we commit How many Hail Marys cut down on the dairy? Away with the fairies, how much do my fare be? Two travelcards, my life's so hard I don't know my inch, from my foot to my yard [?] my body card, make you part of me, pa [Chorus] [Verse 2] My sanity's back on the line again Last year, I said I wouldn't rhyme again But I'm, back for punishment, time again If I should lose my good mind again Tell my management not to waste good money Sendin' me away to the farms of the funny Them places only make me worse they full'a, crooked doctors and kinky nurses that poke you in the arse, and measure your schlong Put that tape measure down, that practice is wrong They thought I didn't know what was goin' on But I, knew the crew [?] was strong Claw-polma, oxidisa-what? Tell me doctor, why I got purple snot I'm feelin' happy when I know I'm sad and now they wanna certify me mad [Chorus] [Verse 3] They said, "Mr Smith, please calm down We're not here to hurt you You're feeling a little bit paranoid Your brain is over-heating You're overworked, you're underpaid and your body's taken a beating" And I said "You're not seein' things, like how I'm seein' things I'm seein' things that I don't wanna see I see the devil sit right before me Fire in his eyes as he spoke to me" Blinked, I blinked and I pinched myself I screamed for Jesus but it was no use I had to face my, (awful) painful truth Voodoo in the hills, and I'm runnin' from ghosties Lightin' up the candles as the spooks approach me Voodoo in the hills, and I'm runnin' from ghosties [Chorus]
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