Seeed|Music Monks Songtext / Lyric

[Peter Fox]
Schluss? mit der Rummelmusik jetzt!
Yeaaah.
Aha.
Das groovt. [Chorus]
Seeedy Monks, Ride again,
Singin? a song,
Whine again

[Peter Fox]
Coool out. Alright.
What do we miss?
Badabash Crew, Berlin,
are you ready for the Music Monks right about now?
Come On.

[Chorus]
Seeedy Monks,
Ride again,
Singin? a song,
Whine again
Everybody go
Hype again,
You better run or sing again

[Peter Fox]
Wir reiten weiter,
denn Monks sehn sich um,
könn? das Leid erkennen,
Babylon brauch' Sound,
der Sound wäre tighter,
wenn wir weiterhin trocken abrocken
und locker weiterrennen,
während sich Gelehrte am Hype verbrenn?,
denn Robert, hol die Bamm Bamm,
der Orden wär? soweit weit,
Step inna di Dancehall,
Boogie through the night night,
Typen tanzen tight tight mit Chicks
im heißen Kleid, Kleid,
und wieder bringt Berlin die Lieder,
dann wenn ihr bereit seid!

[Chorus ? 2x]
Seeedy Monks,
Ride again,
Singin? a song,
Whine again
Everybody go
Hype again,
You better run or sing again

I will there lie,
I will come and roll,
I know me better,
Musica come and
I cool done be harder,
come and search the feel I
run my dreader.
But if we have no power to move,
she go back s'allé!
[Hit me, Bit me]
I want me know, I mean onanana,
[Kick me, Fit me]
Cos' only you can gimme storm enana,
[Push me, Rip me]
And when we stop,
come rich as one I wanna wanna,
music you're the one I meant,
and who needs to warn another,

[Chorus]
Seeedy Monks,
Ride again,
Singin? a song,
Whine again
Everybody go
Hype again,
You better run or sing again

Seeed, the music monks, uh, you love it, Seeed, the music monks,
uh, you love it, Seeed, the music monks, uh, you love it, Seeed,
the music monks, uh, you love it

This space navigates,
This stars from we task,
These drummers beat
The summer, that's scratch, win the match,
This mix when the tricks,
He's played the please,
These haunts blow stones from my dust till dawn,
Sound of the Recordables, sound of an agree fait.
That's what we wanna play, sound-monks drait,
Seeed is our Monistry, we'll never be,
gone we gone we set it free,
nowhere we come from.

[Chorus ? 2x]
Seeedy Monks,
Ride again,
Singin? a song,
Whine again
Everybody go
Hype again,
You better run or sing again

[Boundzound]
Yeah. Let me say,
You are our monistry

[Peter Fox]
Berlin,
is? euch warm genug jetzt?
Okay.
Seit ihr zufrieden, sagt mal ?Oh, Yeah?!

Und wenn mal wieder Stress is,
legt unsr?e Scheibe auf und dann vergesst es,
Ladies dancen dirty sogar gangsters shaken asses,
weil's fett ist,
viele Freaks fragen nach der genesis,
unserer Freshness die fresher als der ranzige Rest is.
Wuhh.