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Текст песни Moloko - The Id

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[fade in chorus](you see, it goes like this)Momma, dont you turn awayJust because Ive gone astrayOut of the fire, into the frying pan, this is the story of a sorry manI have been known to deviate myself from the path that is setBut let us not forget about the man who decided to dedicate his life to the jetsetHe is now just a shadow of his former selfAnd dark clouds hover overheadThe living dead, move over, you see it goes like thisI could be a mover, I could be a shaker, dont you try to get in my wayIm the heart breaker, the money maker, this will all be mine one dayWellI myself do not think that such a raw ambition, his dispositionTo be a sin in itself, thoughShould we not forget about the mess that he got himself inWhere now stands this meek and empty man, there once was a typhoonEarthquaking, a phenomena, higher than the rest of uscause he was steppin on us, steppin over peopleAnd this is how the story goes, folksI will go undefeated, Ill be protectedYou think youre big time, Ill show you big timeHollerin and swallowin air, crawling in the pit of dispairOnce he got his foot in the door,Well you know he was a fast stepper, a bad taste in the mouth kind of guy,Funny fella though, always had a joke or two,But be careful, the joke could be on youDid you ever hear the one about the id, the ego, the super ego,The monumental man sat back to watch his automobile growHe was a lamborghini kind of guy, got so highHe would swear he could touch the skyBut the sky was the limitHe was calling, he was crawling, riddled by the immensities of life,Ladies of the night would call all hours of the day, every day, all day,Calling for his mommy when the day was doneYes, he was moving, he was shaking, so lonesome tonight,And his eyes belied his smile awhile,Calling for his mummy but his mummy didnt comeOnce he got his foot in the door,Well you know he was a fast stepper, a bad taste in the mouth kind of guy,Funny fella though, always had a joke or two,But be careful, the joke could be on youDid you ever hear the one about the id, the ego, the super ego,The monumental man sat back to watch his automobile growHe was a lamborghini kind of guy, got so highHe would swear he could touch the skyBut the sky was the limitI could be a mover, I could be a shaker, dont you try to get in my wayIm the heart breaker, the money maker, this will all be mine one dayI will go undefeated, Ill be protectedYou think youre big time, Ill show you big timeHollerin and swallowin air, crawling in the pit of dispair

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