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Hey DJ I'm in my PJ's so give me some lee way cos this is my D-day mate All day I've been listening to house music, like vacuuming, washing up and a cat who's sick. I mixed some decks for a game of uno. I reversed I skipped I went wild I went yellow I did some scratchin' yeah that was fully dope, except now my CD's skipping on the same bloody note, oh well there's a beaut loop now I need some beats, A shave, a shower and something to eat I've got some silverbeet and some beetroot, I could make a little salad yeah that'd be cute I'm ready to break into the suburban underground With a piece of toast and my dressing gown I ain't got two turntables and a microphone But I've got a lazy susan and a cassette walkman that records I'M A FOLKSTAR WITH NO CAR GUITAR ONE DAY I'LL LEARN THE HARMONICA FOR NOW I'M GONNA DROP SOME ELECTRONICA Rock'n roll What about folk at your leisure? we don't wear leathers just whatever's comfy at the time, A cardigan is fine, don't go topless you idiot at least wear a singlet No need to rock up in big fancy cars It's not a long way to the top on a public bus No room for big egos, when you're sitting next to chicks on their way to bingo YO! Letras de cancionesBugger your rock stadiums and big cities I've got this café filled to half capacity Sure there's no moshing or crowdsurfing But there's a lot of bikkie dunking and tea slurping As for finishing your set and smashing up your gear If I break one string I'm usually in tears Cos I got no roadie and I got no crew and I got no groupies, like, where the hell are you? My housemate's have seen me a hundred times My girlfriend's yawning and looking at the time She's not really my girlfriend she just sort of...hangs...you know...chorus I need more bling bling And girls lapdancing Are sensitive new age bitches such a thing? I need more street cred I'll pop a cap on my head? Slip slop slap with a hip hop hat Hit it D.J. Joni M Nice set Joni! Can you return the beat please. Thankyou. I don't wanna be obscure I just wanna world tour Tasmania, Canberra and maybe rotarua Sell some CD's in shops and reimburse my nan and pop Great, great, great, that's great! G.R.A.T.E Thanks samples! Let me introduce my band, man, Kelly the guitar, me and my hand. I don't need a drummer I'm a funk soul strummer Gimme a tambourine, and I'll stick it between my knees No joke. We built this city on folk The philosopher is back tell your auntie tell your uncle I put the funk in Simon and Garfunkle. From Letras Mania