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Shell shock, bombs drop This city’s down on its knees Tan wasteland They’re pumping out beauty queens Hands are shaking White skies, rivers rise Filling refugee camps The names rogue waves washed away in the sand Hands are shaking My heart’s racing Hey message to receiver I'm taking it higher M.I.A. like a spaceman fugitive I’m not coming down Backseat, body heat Sneaking out of the dance The next Gen-X Are hoping they got a chance Sweat I’m tasting My hearts racing Letras de cancionesHey message to receiver I'm taking it higher M.I.A. like a spaceman fugitive I’m not coming down I’m breaking up, radio silence Lights go out and all is quiet But in my head there’s a screaming anthem There’s gotta be more worth fighting for Hey message to receiver I'm taking it higher M.I.A. like a spaceman fugitive I’m not coming down From Letras Mania