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Teenage Fanclub/De La Soul/Tom Lynne

Travelling at the speed of

Hey kids, up
Remember I used to be dope, yeah
I owned a pocket full of
But look you're doing now, Well I know, I know
I lost touch with reality, now my
Is an commodity (ooh yeah)
believe I used to be Mr Steve Austin on the mike
(Six million ways) I to run it
I guess Oscar got mad
Cause I got circuit's (so loose)
I seen the mother goose with the that seemed to be

Fallin Fallin

You played (x4)

Yo pack my bags im out of here
My momma love me and my momma don't care
the papers the headlines say
Washed up got a song (Rock on)
Lingo's busting the guitar swings
B-Side copies for the plays (or something)
I I blew the whole fandango
When the drum crew never a Kangol
Never could be like fake, won't bite bait
Realise that im over like
No good so Maze hit the fucking beat
While the fans are here
I it to the blues, I pay all my dues
So what's gone dead, let me use my
Easy pack it up man, let me stop
Cause everything I do is falling

Falling

You yourself

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