Released: May 4, 2008
Featuring: Roots Manuva Gorillaz
Songwriter: Roots Manuva Martina Topley-Bird Damon Albarn
Producer: Gorillaz Martina Topley-Bird Roots Manuva Leila Arab
[Verse 1: Martina Topley-Bird]
If our time was right (Ooh)
If our time is right
It would have come
The [?] is you're the only one
Push on the lights and another fate
Have you seen my chance?
It might be too late
I woke up with a plan
It's simple to me
What I had in my hand
Between my teeth
Cause I'm torn inside
And soft throughout
Boo it all
Ready to bow
[Verse 2: Martina Topley-Bird]
Upside down
Don't wear it thin
'Till it's [?] it will begin
Through the blustering wooden cages
Cover up mouth, it's contagious
Jigsaw thinking, don't fit right
Air's too warm, my skin feels tight
Oh, they're cueing, way too late
How I hate being late
[?]
I was told there would be honey
Dreams that we cheat [?]
If you go down to the mix tonight
[Bridge: Martina Topley-Bird]
Soldier boy, eyes open
You know what to do
[Verse 3: Roots Manuva]
Rolling the die
Looking for my ladies touch
In the clutch and the one called lady luck
And then she infected me
My world view ever stop wretchedly
Ain't nothing bigger than the lesson of life itself
I scratch, don't [?] yourself
Far screwed, far step
Whose to blame?
Who put the chemicals in the food chain?
Take a whiff of my mutant breath
10 pounds of squeeze on my silicone breath
Piping dream called [?] dream
Alcohol and kick a hole in on the T.V. screen
Celebrate with a plastic gauge
Modified minds
Modified feelings with the cardboard
Walk the walk, but you go no place
Talk the talk, but you don't say shit
If our time was right (Ooh)
If our time is right
It would have come
The [?] is you're the only one
Push on the lights and another fate
Have you seen my chance?
It might be too late
I woke up with a plan
It's simple to me
What I had in my hand
Between my teeth
Cause I'm torn inside
And soft throughout
Boo it all
Ready to bow
[Verse 2: Martina Topley-Bird]
Upside down
Don't wear it thin
'Till it's [?] it will begin
Through the blustering wooden cages
Cover up mouth, it's contagious
Jigsaw thinking, don't fit right
Air's too warm, my skin feels tight
Oh, they're cueing, way too late
How I hate being late
[?]
I was told there would be honey
Dreams that we cheat [?]
If you go down to the mix tonight
[Bridge: Martina Topley-Bird]
Soldier boy, eyes open
You know what to do
[Verse 3: Roots Manuva]
Rolling the die
Looking for my ladies touch
In the clutch and the one called lady luck
And then she infected me
My world view ever stop wretchedly
Ain't nothing bigger than the lesson of life itself
I scratch, don't [?] yourself
Far screwed, far step
Whose to blame?
Who put the chemicals in the food chain?
Take a whiff of my mutant breath
10 pounds of squeeze on my silicone breath
Piping dream called [?] dream
Alcohol and kick a hole in on the T.V. screen
Celebrate with a plastic gauge
Modified minds
Modified feelings with the cardboard
Walk the walk, but you go no place
Talk the talk, but you don't say shit