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Heligoland


Genres: Electronic
Total songs: 4
Year: 2010

Atlas Air Lyrics - Heligoland - Massive Attack

Yes, shall we take a spin again in business? 

This time is fixed, let's sweeten our facilities 

It took all the man in me 

To be the dog you wanted me to be 

 

Shall we take a spin again, no witnesses 

This time is fixed, seven three seven is 

You won't feel a thing 

Begging until you give it up insane 

 

Fish like little silver knives 

Make the cuts on my inside 

Yeah, let him feast, my heart is big, my heart is big 

My blood will slide in metal studs 

Tourniquet will hold its groove 

Tourniquet will keep its grip 

It took all the man in me 

To be the dog you wanted me to be 

 

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Yeah, let him feast, my heart is big 

My heart is big, my blood will slide 

Yeah, let him feast, my heart is big 

My heart is big, my blood will slide 

 

Got not to lose but my chains 

Internet feats on my brains 

Head in the sand, feet in the clay 

And time is still, like grease it slips 

Sucking in, spitting pips 

Yeah, spitting pips 

Not to lose but my chains 

Internet beats on my brains 

Head in the sand, feet in the clay 

A place to piss, a place to pray 

 

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A little money should tell me of my faith 

This gun of smoke is slaying me 

And time is still, like grease it slips 

Sucking in, spitting pips 

Yeah, spitting pips 

My heart was big and like my pride 

Let them feast on my insides 

And when the filled had spilled its guts 

Gently open then it shuts 

 

I'm in the hole three thousand days 

A buried soul 

They live the dream in terminal 

No war too mean 

I know the drill, got cells to burn 

I'm dressed to kill 

A mortal coil and time is still 

On secret soil 

Yeah, pay the bills, cells to burn 

Mouths to fill 

On Boeing jets 

In the sunset make glowing threats 

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