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  • Текст песни Beck - High 5 (Rock The Catskills)



    High 5, High 5!
    High 5, High 5!
    [rappers]: " C'mon on! 8! Everybody! C'mon! 7! C'mon, now! 6! 5!
    Aw, yeah, I like that shit."
    When I rock it's like a high 5
    Want a slap in the face I love the taste
    All my days with my wheelchair ways
    Watch me die in my suicide high
    I don't mean it 'cause I only come on to you
    When I step to the room with a powerful motion
    Leopard skin let the records spin
    'Round and round with the speed of sound
    High 5! More dead than alive!
    Rocking the plastic like a man from the Catskills!
    High 5! More dead than alive!
    Rocking the plastic like a man from the Catskills!
    Rocky mountain low we gotta go
    Put that gadget in the random mode
    Cripple candy rocking the candy
    Rhumba, brickshot, doing the foxtrot
    In my car sweating like a dog
    Beers and chairs no frontiers
    On my way from the 'Frisco Bay
    Dixieland, soda-pop man
    High 5! More dead than alive!
    Rocking the plastic like a man from the Catskills!
    High 5! More dead than alive!
    Rocking the plastic like a man from the Catskills!
    [spoken]:Yeah, put that machine in random mode
    Talking about popping jugger
    Like the last century
    [Mike D]: "Turn that shit off, man! What's wrong with you?
    Man, get the other record! Damn!"
    High 5! More dead than alive!
    Rocking the plastic like a man from the Catskills!
    High 5! More dead than alive!
    Rocking the plastic like a man from the Catskills!
    High 5! More dead than alive!
    Rocking the plastic like a man from the Catskills!
    High 5! More dead than alive!
    Rocking the plastic like a man from the Catskills!
    [Mike D]: "Ok, now. Do like designer jeans.
    Everybody, designer jeans! say, say, say, say, say: Ooh, la la,
    sasoon!
    C'mon, c'mon, c'mon!
    Everybody!
    One more time, let me hear you say: Ooh, la la, sasoon!
    Just do it everybody, c'mon!
    Now I want the ladies.
    All the ladies, say: Sergio Valente! Sing it, girl.
    Let me hear you say: Sergio Valente!
    Say: Jordache!"