verse 1:

In the morning, ping pong

We play our favourite song
Cuz we like it


In the evening round the block
Popping off caps non stop


Fillin big plastic bags
With water and dirty rags


From the top to the ground
Fallin from the top flour
On the sidewalk they pound


bridge :


No number no numbers
Just the capital letters
Put the lyrics on the paper

As in exam for the semester
Simplicity 's the muse
Inhale, exhale them words

Them sentences all the
Wicked fantasies


chorus:

Music is supreme, sublime and uplifting

Holding us together like a caring mother
Bass is like the milk drums are like the silk
The sweetest lullaby for the nights are passing by


verse:2


bring amplification
Waking un the entire nation


Put a fifty cents coin
On the tracks and enjoy


Making tactical smoke bombs
Straight from accordions
Cuz you like it


We pretend we re grown ups
High class stupid shots

How you like it

But no no no no

We don't like it

brïdge


chorus x2