.where The Wild Things Are Lyrics - Running On Air - Bliss N Eso

[** feat. Mind Over Matter:] 

That boom box in the backyard goes* 

Heeeeeeeeeeeeeey 

That boom box in the backyard goes 

Heeeeeeeeeyeaaaaaaaaaaaaah 

That boom box in the backyard goes! 

Heeeeeeeeeeyeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! 

Daddy's home sweetheart 

It seems that the dreams for the children on the block 

Has gone from love, to a thug, with a million dollar watch 

You see I'm talkin bout the jungle, the outback 

The city I live in 

That c*nt that will always bounce back, with a witty dominion 

I'll flow like this and I still don't like pigs 

Added to this what I got 

I'm flippin' 

I'm trippin' 

I'm puffin' on pot 

So don't even think to sleep on me cause I'm a dodgy mattress 

I've figured it out I'm the king of the house 

I'm a flying f*ck of Axis 

I'm goin' 

Vampire killin' with stakes in me holsters! 

Shootin' em down rippin' the faces off vultures! 

The trolley's full 

Of goodies for the kids 

So ratatata Big Macka is back and I'm loadin of the dip 

What up c*nt? 

Are you still with us or what? 

Let's make some noise 

For the state of Australian hip-hop 

[? ] 

There's blood and there's guts comin' out of the speakers 

There's fire in my veins and its right off the meter... 

With a fist in the sky I'm a fly like an eagle 

C'mon! 

I'm plugged in the sound is connected 

Rise up the crowd is electric 

A place with Zen good nature 

I'm a [? ] you ten foot breakers 

It's fun when I'm out and about 

And I'm bouncin' around in summers naked sun 

Naturally high when I breathe in the trees 

And I run full steam through mother natures lungs 

I'm rippin' and snippin' 

The rhythm like Izm my man on the decks 

No-one cuts quicker 

Let's proclaim ourselves free and make a principality 

Like [? ] 

Head out the window the air sings 

Howlin' tearing through hair pins 

It's the crazy rap vocalist 

Monster truck maniac motorist 

Power up, lock into the socket 

Pull a Johnny rocket out my pocket 

Ride a lightning comet 

I write these sonnets with a spice of comics 

Fresh, ripe and honest 

I pick up the pieces like I was a hunter-gatherer 

Inspired by life our people live deep and suffer the punter barrier 

There's blood and there's guts comin' out of the speakers 

There's fire in my veins and its right off the meter... 

With a fist in the sky I'm a fly like an eagle 

C'mon! 

In the search for fame everyone wanna be bigger than Kurt Cobain 

After he burst his brain and left his curtain stained 

Whatya think? 

I think it's bad for them to stare at the sun 

Save my soul with a [? ] and a gun 

Yeah C'mon 

You can find me on tour nightly 

I'll be lightin' up a stick like Hermione 

Excuse me miss if I ransack your handbag 

Flow's so heavy they damp track these tampax. 

I'm so good I spell M.o.M with an "X" and a zillion F's and it's still correct 

Trippin' in a theme park with a ski mask 

This house is where the wild things are! 

Playin' with fire elude the darkness 

With shootin stars at a [? ] targets 

On a highway to hell with a stronger engine 

Grow the f*ck up like crops in Nimbin 

Big league gotta move a little tougher 

Take to the plate with a Louisville Slugger 

Gettin' drunk with angels 

Let's keep the blood pumpin' like jumper cables 

Mind Over Matter in the building! 

You know it! 

BNE and MoM knockin it out the park! 

Why don't you think outside the box like a new born baby! 

There's blood and there's guts comin' out of the speakers 

There's fire in my veins and its right off the meter... 

With a fist in the sky I'm a fly like an eagle 

C'mon!