[Intro]

Earth, fire, wind, water, heart, heart, heart, heart

With your powers combined, I am Captain Planet!

Heart, heart, heart, heart, go, go, Planet!

When I'm sad my mood distils & manifests in four cute breakbeats

One for me, and three for everyone else, I file them on my shelf

You'll see them when I'm ready, once I kick my way through the coldest season

Shave my face with a diss-track dressed in black & white for a similar reason

Cut to thе chase, we live for hard pop rеmixes & all they break the cycle

The bad from the better in one manoeuvre to remove the excess

Chances are that you kissed me through the local tunes of distant cities

Beat my personal best in the quest for the right to have you move in with me

Night and day cancel out to grey as they circle round in a holy cycle

Light and dark occupy one headspace

Polar opposites in one rat race

Think of the songs of pagans

Filtered through mid-90's Euro dance pop

Asinine hand-clap bullshit paired with obligatory fandom-centric shoutouts

(Neighbours, everybody needs good neighbours)

(Earth, fire, wind, water, heart)

(Dale a tu cuerpo alegría, Macarena)

(Que tu cuerpo es pa' darle alegría y cosa buena)

(Dale a tu cuerpo alegría, Macarena)

(Neighbours)

(When your stylus is like Cleopatra's asp

To the bosom of your white-label wax

When your stylus is like Cleopatra's asp)

(Laura, Laura, don't go there)

(Laura Laura, hurting me)

(Laura, Laura, stop it, stop it)

(Leo no!)

(Diane, 1 pm)

Down-to-earth living can seem stuck-up

Which means you play with more fuck-ups

Drop this when the floor is peaking

And then they'll hear me speaking

Asinine handclap bullshit paired with obligatory shoutouts

Hey everybody I know

(LA is like nowhere)

Wind collects the mist and takes it to my face

In subtle skin strokes

(?) menthol cigarettes, I gazed at the Autumn skyline

And I'm in the mood for love coupled with wine and summon opera breakbeats

(A lone teenager rings with crystal clarity out through the valley)

I'mma give you guys a second side

I clutch to my heart and the Star of David

I see porn on the internet every now and then

But I'm never in the mood to save it

Where would you rather be?

A, at your home in bed

Or B, on death row

Get rid of that Chinese heroin!

Get rid of that Chinese heroin!

(Neighbours, should be there for one another)

(That's when good neighbour bour-bour-bour)

(Come-come good-good-good friends)

Let's see whats in Leisure Suit Larry's inventory hey-ey

Zap

You're pregnant

That's witchcraft