Beck - Where It's At |
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Where It's At
There's a destination a little up the road From the habitations and the towns we know A place we saw the lights turn low The jig Pulling out jives and jamboree handouts Two turntables and a microphone Bottles and cans just clap your hands just clap your hands Where it's at! I got two turntables and a microphone Where it's at! I got two turntables and a microphone Where it's at! I got two turntables and a microphone Where it's at! (with robot vocal effect)I got two turntables and a microphone (That was a good drum break) (Take me home with my elevator bones!) Pick yourself up off the side of the road With your elevator bones and your whipMembers only hypnotizers Move through the room like ambulance drivers Shine your shoes with your microphone blues Hirsutes with parachuits fruits Let the man get Wilson; wanna rock the most now Passing the dutchie from coast to coast Where it's at! I got two turntables and a microphone Where it's at! I got two turntables and a microphone (Man spoken "What about those who swing both ways? AC/DC's) Two turntables and a microphone Two turntables and a microphone Two turntables and a microphone Two turntables and a microphone Two turntables and a microphone Two turntables and a microphone I got two turntables and a microphone Where it's at! Where it's at! I got two turntables and a microphone (girl spoken: "That's beautiful, Dad!") (Oh, dear me. Make (Got my microphone...) There's a destination a little up the road From the habitations and the towns we know A place we saw the lights turn low The jig Pulling out jives and jamboree handouts Two turntables and a microphone Bottles and cans just clap your hands just clap your hands Where it's at! I got two turntables and a microphone Where it's at! I got two turntables and a microphone I got plastic on my mind (make it out, baby) Yeah, yeah, yeah Let's make it out, baby Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Ahh, so good (scream) Oh, yeah Telephone plastic baby Let's play good Ow, ow, ow, ow from Marie-H. Haeck |
