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Tricky Piano lyrics
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Pre-Millenium TensionPiano lyrics by Tricky
To the noose
To the neck
To the boost
To the check
To the micic
To the psychic
To the circuit
To the games
Pays to blame
To the freedom
Make it rain
Make it sane
Make it dance
Not a chance
See her run
See her come
Take me cunnin'
She's dark-eyed
Never saw, never saw
She's life line
To the heartbeat
You can't feel the heartbeat
To the flowers
To the bunches
To the lunches
To the punches
To the noose
To the neck
To the boost
To the check
To the micic
To the psychic
To the circuit
To the games
Pays to blame
To the freedom
Make it rain
Make it sane
Make it dance
Not a chance
See her run
See her come
Take me cunnin'
She's dark eyed
Never saw, never saw
She's life line
To the heartbeat
You can't feel the heartbeat
To the flowers
To the bunches
To the lunches
To the punches
To the good
To the clean
And I'll be you're ugly
To the occasion
To the lie
Kiss beneath
Bridge of sighs
Not some moaning
Until they homing
And they spoil it all
To the noose
To the neck
To the boost
To the check
To the micic
To the psychic
To the circuit
To the games
Pays to blame
To the freedom
Make it rain
Make it sane
Make it dance
Not a chance
See her run
See her come
Take me cunnin'
She's dark eyed
Never saw, never saw
She's life line
To the heartbeat
You can't feel the heartbeat
To the flowers
To the bunches
To the lunches
And to the punches
To the good
To the clean
And I'll be you're ugly
To the occasion
To the lie
Kiss beneath
Bridge of sighs
Not some moaning
Until they homing
And they spoil it all
Not some moaning
Until they homing
Not some moaning
Until they homing
To the good
To the clean
And I'll be you're ugly
To the occasion
To the lie
Kiss beneath
Bridge of sighs
Not some moaning
Until they homing
Until they homing
Not some moaning
Until they homing
To the noose
To the neck
To the boost
To the check
To the micic
To the psychic
To the circuit
To the games pays to blame
To the freedom
Make it rain
Make it sane
Make it dance
Not a chance
See her run
See her come
Take me cunnin'
She's dark eyed
Never saw, never saw
She's life line
To the heartbeat
You can't feel the heartbeat
To the flowers
To the bunches
To the lunches
To the punches
