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UNKLE - Psyence Fiction Album Lyrics



UNKLE - Psyence Fiction Lyrics






Guns Blazing (Drums of Death Part 1)

Styles like Al Pacino
Reno until the Borsalino
The mad Dino with the bambino, the Gambino
Digger than Jim Colosimo
More reservoir dogs than Tarantino
Scales for Venezuela, brown as Nino
Making the block hotter than jalapenos

G Luciano
Be wettin' shit like Pesci in 'casino'
Fifty dollar cigar seer
The Bosnia, the mafia
Don poet like Garcia
Drug czar and the baby paw beater
The m-8 behind the bar-freer
The Poconos, the panama skier
Down with the Parmesan
Ready to bomb like Vietnam with arms
'cause the hollow-points and phenomenon

The cheddar-spreader
The killer with the gold Beretta
Nigga deader
The sweater-wetter with the hollow letter
Drama-setter
The Paneretta gettin' redder
Kids and mama shredder

Infrared glow off the armor better
The godfather, the problem solver
Coming through with the 6 shell revolver
Hot as lava

Guns skills that reel and in the 'ville I be the barber
Gangster saga, the motherf*ckin' face carver
Drums of death hold your breath
Give you a dose of shit that's dope as soda
The underworld family cosa-nostra
Pearl-handle inside the shoulder-holster
G Luciano with a click but nothin' but niggas + chicanos

You get hit up like Castellano
Italiano like crime familia
Nigga, don't get familiar
Me and my goons might have to kill you
Up in New York
We play bloodsports at home court
And hold down forts

Soon as ya caught, get your dome torched
G Rap and DJ Shadow leave your bones squashed
Squeeze the chrome shot, take no shorts
We judge and jury in the home court
Give you the clown corpse dead on the sidewalk

Surrounded by mad Peter Falks
Your whole frame laid in the white chalk
You got the smoking section
First-class tickets to resurrection
Forever destined to a place where niggas never restin'
Headed in hell's direction

Lost at the crossroads and intersection
Should've wore a vest for chest protection
Slug fill you to capacity, someone at the dance
Someone with the hand velocity of Butch Cassidy
Bitch nigga with the audacity to blaspheme me
Got yourself caught in a motherf*ckin' tragedy
Drums of death
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Writer: JOSH PAUL DAVIS, NATHANIEL THOMAS WILSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group




UNKLE Main Title Theme

There...there...there...there...

Put aside the everyday world and come with us
Into the realm of imagination
The middle ground between light and shadow
U-N-K-L-E
...would've ordinarily unveiled themselves as a guarantee of anonymity
But could include among other notable figures....
DJ Shadow and James Lavelle
Keep on rockin, keep on rock...rock...rock...keep on rockin
Keep-keep-keep on rock...K-L-E...keep on....K-L-E
Keep on...L-E, L-E...rockin
U-N-K-L-E, U-N-K, U-N-K, U-N-K-K-L-L-E
It's the awesome eternal UNKLE word-word-word....word
Science fiction, science, science fiction, science fiction
Fiction, fiction, science, science fict- biobreaker
An adventure unlike anything on your planet
Keep on, keep on, keep on, keep on, keep on, keep on, keep on
Keep keep on rockin
Keep keep in keep keep keep in keep keep on keep keep in keep on
Keep on keep keep keep on rockin
Keep on U keep on N keep on K keep on L keep on E
Keep on rockin E
U (U-N) N (L-L-L) K-L-E....
There were too many of us
We had access to too many, uh, too much money
Too much equipment, and little by little we went insane
Fiery the angels fell...burning in the fires of Orc
U-N-K-L-E, U-N-K, U-N-K, U-N-K-K-L-L-E
A ticket to nothingness...
UNKLE
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Writer: JOSH PAUL DAVIS
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group




Bloodstain

Alice Temple :
They say if you took it all away
This love would fall apart
I say, no way
You don't know the size of my heart.

Vicious, suspicious
It doesn't matter what I say
Users and losers
There's nothing here to make me stay.

Bloodstain on a blue vein
Take it with no shame
Love tracks on a loose train
Bloodstain

No gain with no pain
My scars are deeper than you think
Tie me, try me
One more time before I sink.

Big lies, big times
This love is not what we're about
It's too late, and I'm too straight
It's time to blow this fire out.

Bloodstain on a blue vein
Take it with no shame
Love tracks on a loose train
Bloodstain on a blue vein

Take me softly
I'm going crazy for your touch.

Bloodstain on a blue vein
(Blue....blood, blue....blood, blue...blood)
Take it with no shame
(No...take, no...take, no...take)

Be Be K Roche sample :
I'm alone
And dissatisfied
And someone else is alone
And dissatisfied

Blade Runner sample :
You are alone
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Writer: ALICE TEMPLE, JOSH PAUL DAVIS
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group




Unreal

Maybe I can help you ?
How should you feel

When you've felt everything you can feel
And you still feel unreal ?
How should you feel

When you've felt everything you can feel
And you still feel unreal ?
You're unreal
How do you feel
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Writer: JOSH DAVIS, JULES BLATTNER
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC




Lonely Soul

[Richard Ashcroft:]
God knows you're lonely souls
God knows you're lonely souls
God knows you're lonely souls
Yeah, yeah

I believe there's a time and a place
To let your mind drift and get out of this place
I believe there's a day and a place
That we will go to, and I know you wanna share.

There's no secret to living (There's no secret to living)
Just keep on walking
There's no secret to dying (There's no secret to dying)
Just keep on flying.

I'm gonna die in a place that don't know my name
I'm gonna die in a space that don't hold my fame.

God knows you're lonely souls
God knows you're lonely souls.

I believe there's a time when the cord of life
Should be cut, my friends (Cut the cord, my friend)
I believe there's a time when the cord can be cut
And this vision ends (Let this vision end).

But I'm gonna die in a place that don't know my name
And I'm gonna cry in a space that don't hold my fame.

Walking in the cold
Just keep on flying
There'll be a searchlight
On the mountain high
God knows you're lonely souls
God knows you're lonely souls
God knows you're lonely souls
God knows you're lonely souls
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
I'm a lonely soul.

I'm gonna die in a place that don't know my name
I'm gonna die in a place that don't know my name.

God knows you are lonely souls
Lonely souls
Lonely souls
Lonely souls
I'm a lonely soul.

So long, little chapel
??
Pack up your light
Pack up your light
Say goodbye to the holy water life
Ohhh.....??
??
Ahhh.....

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Writer: JOSH DAVIS, RICHARD ASHCROFT
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group




Getting Ahead In The Lucrative Field Of Artist Management

Ballbuster commercial sample :

The name of the game is Ballbuster!
It's a family game, fun for children,
And for adults, it's exciting!
You make strategic offensive and defensive moves
Then try to bust your opponent's balls!
It's as easy as checkers, but exactly like pool!
You're a ballbuster!
Ballbuster, a great new game from Mego!
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Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher




Nursery Rhyme / Breather

Does it mean I never let you know
Each time I turn inside
When I fully grow I'll outsize you
But I won't let you fall in love
You know it flows over me
And you won't let me drown inside

Sing a nursery rhyme to keep me quiet
Sing a nursery rhyme to keep me quiet
Woman please stay close to me, close to me
Carried through your ecstasy

You can't stop me breathing
Even when you're on fire
Know that you're weaving
With my emotional wires
Flows through me, in through me, out through me
Over me, feeling me, feeding me electrically

It's electric ballroom love
It's electric ballroom love
It's electric ballroom love
It's electric ballroom love
It's electric ballroom love
It's electric ballroom love
It's electric ballroom love

Do do do do, do do do do
I have to breathe the air you breathe
I'm inside you
In a room inside a room, I'm inside you
The color changes follow your emotion
I can see when you're feeling desire
I feel him close to you
While I just walk around inside you
Don't let him close to me
Not when you know it's not the one
The one
The one
The one
The one
The one
The one that you love
It's electric ballroom love
It's electric ballroom love
It's electric ballroom love
It's electric ballroom love
It's electric ballroom love
It's electric ballroom love
It's electric ballroom love
Keep me quiet

Won't you sing me a nursery rhyme
To keep me quiet while you're on fire
Won't you sing me a nursery rhyme
To keep me quiet while you're on fire
Won't you sing me a nursery rhyme
To keep me quiet while you're on fire

Please just sing me a nursery rhyme
To keep me quiet, while I'm inside
Please just sing me a nursery rhyme
To keep me quiet, while I'm inside
Please just sing me a nursery rhyme
To keep me quiet, while I'm inside

I won't let you fall in love
You know inside, the baby knows
I won't let you fall in love
You know inside, the baby knows
I won't let you fall in love
You know inside, the baby knows
I won't let you fall in love
You know inside, the baby knows

Your baby knows
Your baby knows
Your baby knows
Your baby knows

You're on fire, you're on fire
Keep me quiet, keep me angry
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Writer: Damon Michael Gough, Josh Davis
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.




Celestial Annihilation

3-2-1 fire
Now check this out
Let's go, let's go
Now check this out
Let's go, let's go
Now check this out
Let's go, let's go
We came here to rock

Annihilating
Annihilating
3-2-1 fire!
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Writer: JOSH PAUL DAVIS, WIL MALONE
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group




The Knock (Drums of Death Part 2)

Yeah, come on, a-come on, a-come on, a-come on
Tiggy tiggy tee tone tee tone tiggy tee tig tee tiggy tiggy a too
(Uh, hoo)
Uh, one time
Come on, come on, come on, c-c-come on
Come on come on a-come on a-come on, you don't stop
Yeah, 1-2, 1-2
The best MC in history
(Check me out) MC, MC, MC

Now I'm a break it down in the Unkle style
Drums of death that are worth your while
In the file, I'll dial, I said
Anyone who says we're not versatile
Cause it's me, M-I-K-E to the D
Getting down, U-N-K-L-E
For this you pay a fee
It's not for free
We're coming to the end of the century
Crossing continental with these beats
And getting your ass up and out your seats
The drop-top up with the Flintstone feats
We're gonna put you down with the tasty treats
Hand me the mic and I will say
Living positive each and every day
Whether in the fall or the month of may
Lavelle be getting down with no delay

Yeah drums of death y'all
Put me to the test y'all
Never rest, y'all, yeah
Check it out, uh

I got a little story to tell
With DJ Shadow and James Lavelle
It starts right now in history
And I am known as the rapper Mike D.
Funky funky beats, one-two, break it down
Deliver it on down with the A-1 sound
Ounce by ounce and pound for pound
Got the shit that's out of bounds
The beat's on time and I hope you feel
Nice and complete like a happy meal
Sounds of tomorrow. Can't y'all just steal?
Or is it too hectic for y'all to deal?
Gotta keep moving 'till we hit the top
My boys Unkle gonna let the beat drop
Grab the mic and I start to mop
Like I done since day one in the game of hip-hop!
Hip hop, hip hop

Whew, that was hot!
Now, dig this

Yeah drums of death y'all
Yeah drums of death y'all
Yeah drums of
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah drums of
Yeah drums of death y'all
Yeah-yeah, drums of death all-all
Drums of, yeah-yeah drums of, yeah-yeah-yeah
I'm a break it down in the Unkle style
Unkle style
Unkle style
Unkle style
I'ma, break, it, .down, in the, UN, .KLE, .style
Funky funky beats
Yeah, drums of death, you know what I'm sayin'?
Uh-uh, straight more money-makin'
Money-makin', ho!
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Writer: JOSH PAUL DAVIS, MICHAEL LOUIS DIAMOND
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group




Chaos

Ordo ob kao, 'Order out of chaos', and the idea is that, uh, with the
influence of powerful forces behind the scene, you can bring order out of the
chaos that we see. We know, for instance, that much of the
An eerie order underneath even chaos, as if the finger of God,,
In order and disorder, is always there
I think he has nothing to support this. why-you're so full of it!
Aliens, protecting society how? Chaos happens.
There's too many people here
Gotta learn the way to turn
Hat over eye
Feeling dead more than alive
Give her something to rely on
One more time.
No one hears the sound
Fear is all around
Turn the music loud
No more lullaby.
No way in, no way out
Empty talk and TV shouts
Got to find the way around
No, you ain't no lifer
In this town.
No one hears the sound
Fear is all around
Turn the music loud
No more lullaby.
Stop the beat, hear the sound
Time has come for you to speak
Your mind
Can't you hear the sound?
Chaos all around
Turn the music loud
No more lullaby
Dee-dee-dee
Dee-dee-dee
Learn to fly.
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Writer: ATLANTIQUE KHANH
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group




Rabbit In Your Headlights

[ Featuring Thom Yorke ]

I'm a rabbit in your headlights
Scared of the spotlight
You don't come to visit
I'm stuck in this bed

Thin rubber gloves
She laughs when she's crying
She cries when she's laughing

Fat bloody fingers are sucking your soul away...
(Away... away... away...)

I'm a rabbit in your headlights
Christian suburbanite
Washed down the toilet
Money to burn

Fat bloody fingers are sucking your soul away...

If you're frightened of dyin' and you're holding on...
You'll see devils tearing your life away.
But...if you've made your peace,
Then the devila are really angels
Freeing you from the earth... from the earth... from the earth

Rotworms on the underground
Caught between stations
Butterfingers
I'm losing my patience

I'm a rabbit in your headlights
Christian suburbanite
You got money to burn....

Fat bloody fingers are sucking your soul away...
Away, away, away,
Away, away, away.
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Writer: JOSH PAUL DAVIS, THOMAS EDWARD YORKE
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group




Outro (Mandatory)

Uh, I feel that this has given me the most incredible and wonderful thing
That I have ever been given, and also, the worst. It's a mixed bag. Uh, I
Have been taken to the, absolutely, to the depths of extreme terror by this.
I've had my whole soul undermined by it, on the one hand. On the other hand,
Uh, in one sense, my experience has been about finding
Joy...joy...joy....joy....joy...joy....joy....joy...joy...
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Writer: CURTIS MAYFIELD, GREGORY FOWLER, CLARENCE BURKE JR., RICO WADE, PATRICIA ELLEN BROWN, RAYMON MURRAY, ANTWAN PATTON, ANDRE BENJAMIN
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Royalty Network, Songtrust Ave, Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.




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Psyence Fiction is the debut studio album by English electronic music act Unkle, released on 24 August 1998 by Mo' Wax. The album was produced by Unkle, at the time consisting of James Lavelle and DJ Shadow.

The music on Psyence Fiction was primarily composed by DJ Shadow, while Lavelle recruited numerous guest musicians to contribute to the album's recording.
Performed By: UNKLE
Genre(s): Trip hop, alternative rock
Producer(s): Unkle
Length: 54:59
Released: August 24th, 1998
Year: 1998

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