Singing Praises with Fat Boy Slim

And I’m comfy like a cesspool
Want to be with you
And it’s my premonition
I better give my heart a listen
And my preacher sayAll of your demons will wither away
Ecstasy comes and they cannot stay
You’ll understand when you come my way
‘Cause all of my demons have withered awayAll of your demons will wither away
Ecstasy comes and they cannot stay
You’ll understand when you come my way
‘Cause all of my demons have withered away
All of my demons have withered away

Drop the hate
Forgive each other
Drop the hate hate hate hate
(repeat)

How on earth are you supposed to vibe around the fake ones
The one, the ones that say
They know what is what but they don’t know what is what
They just strut
What the fuck?I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deeper
Into this thing
And I pretend that they’re not there
I just staregrocery cart with item
Up in the booth at the dread man spinnin the song
Spinnin it strong
Playing things like
We cannot house we can
That’s my shit
What?
Whoooooo!

I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deeper
Into this thing
The deeper I go
The more knowledge I know
What to sing
What to bring
Wha

1 thought on “Singing Praises with Fat Boy Slim”

  1. Charles Kinungi Njoroge

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