Lisa Mitchell - Neopolitan Dreams

You go on i'll be okay
I can dream the rest away
It's just a little touch of fate
It'll be okay
It sure takes its precious time
But it's got right and so have I

I turn my head up to the sky
I focus one thought at a time
I do not let the litte theives
Under my tightly buttoned sleeves
You couldn't be a longer time
I feel like i am walking blind
I have nowhere I'll have time

There are no legible signs
There are no legible signs

I like the way that you talk
I like the way that you walk
It's hard to recreate
Such an individual gate
You wait your turn in the queue
You say your sorries and thankyou's
I don't think you're ever
A hundred percent in the room

You're not in the room
You're not in the room

Deepest of the dark nights
Here lies the highest of highs
Neopolitan dreams, stretching out to the sea
You wait your turn in the queue
You say your sorries and thankyou's
I don't think you're ever
A hundred percent in the room
You're not in the room
You're not in the room 

Lusine - Ask You

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Christopher Willits - Colors Shifting

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Matthew Dear - Don and Sherri

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Michna - Triple Chrome Dipped

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Plastikman - Disconnect

Ambivalent - R U OK?

Apparat - Arcadia

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Minus Crew - Contakt Live Show

Caspa & Rusko - Bread Get Bun

Shackleton - Blood On My Hands

Depeche Mode - The Sinner In Me (Villalobos Mix)

Ricardo Villalobos - Les Enfants (Luciano remix)

Lady Sovereign - Random

Dizzee Rascal - Sirens

Dizzee Rascal - Fix Up, Look Sharp

The Streets - Fit But You Know It (Remix)

Delon & Dalcan feat Oxia - 248 Km

The Streets - Don't Mug Yourself

A new day another morning after, leaning back on my chair in a greasy spoon cafeteria
Last night was some beer laryness done our way but again we're back in the light of day
Chatting shit, sitting at the wall table telling jokes playing with the salt, lookin' out the
window
Girl brings 2 plates of full English over with plenty of scrambled eggs and plenty of fried
tomato
Get my phone out, 'bout to give this girl a shout, see if she had a nice time last night up
town
Ask if she fancies trying it again sometime then Cal grabs the phone like oi oi oi!

Hold it down boy, your head's getting blurred
I know you cant stop thinking of her
By all means you can vibe with this girl
But just don't mug yourself, that's all don't mug yourself!

Seriously Mick you fucker
No no no Cos ya know what I mean
Don't mug yourself
I'm fucking, I'm know way really d'ya know what I mean
I can take it or leave it, believe, and then Calvins like oi

You need to hold it down Jack, put your phone back
Quit staring into space and eat your snack, that's that
She'll want you much for not hanging on
Stop me if I'm wrong, stop me if I'm wrong
Why should she be the one who decides whether its off or on or on or off or on
Now the girls rude, I know she's rude but she's screwed right through you, you'll be on your
knees soon

Hold it down boy, your head's getting blurred
I know you cant stop thinking of her
By all means you can vibe with this girl
Bust just don't mug yourself, that's all don't mug yourself!
And I'm like, honestly it's not like that, your acting like I'm prancing like a sap
Jumping when she claps and that, oi
Do you really think I act wack cos I'm tellin' ya serving the aces and it's game set and match
Perfectly in control of this goal, I got the lead role, won't be fooled and I'm older than you're told
Girl sold, high speeds gold, game over game over too cold

Hold it down boy, your head's getting blurred
I know you cant stop thinking of her
By all means you can vibe with this girl
But just don't mug yourself, that's all don't mug yourself!

Hold it down boy, your head's getting blurred
I know you cant stop thinking of her
By all means you can vibe with this girl
But just don't mug yourself, that's all don't mug yourself!

Hold it down boy, your head's getting blurred!
I know you cant stop thinking of her!
Like girl is she as smelly ala piss!
She must have crab and fuckin' shrimp in her teeth!

Arcade Fire - Neighborhood #1 (Tunnels)

And if the snow buries my
My neighborhood
And if my parents are crying
Then I'll dig a tunnel
From my window to yours 
Yeah, a tunnel from my window to yours

You climb out the chimney
And meet me in the middle
The middle of the town
And since there's no one else around
We let our hair grow long
And forget all we used to know
Then our skin gets thicker
From living out in the snow

You change all the lead
Sleeping in my head
As the day grows dim
I hear you sing a golden hymn

Then we tried to name our babies
But we forgot all the names that
The names we used to know
But sometimes, we remember our bedrooms
And our parent's bedrooms
And the bedrooms of our friends
Then we think of our parents
Well, what ever happened to them

You change all the lead
Sleeping in my head to gold
As the day grows dim
I hear you sing a golden hymn 
The song I've been trying to sing

Purify the colors, purify my mind
Purify the colors, purify my mind
And spread the ashes of the colors
Over this heart of mine! 

Cutty Ranks - Sleng Teng Riddim Live

Luciano - Give Praise

Sizzla - Thank You Mama

These New Puritans - Elvis

Elvis, i wasn't talking about that king, or ... 
Elvis, i wasn't talking about that king, it's confusing 
Now, we're being watched my experts, we're being... 
I try to blurt it out but i can't find the words 

We're all waiting 
I will you take me up? 

Now, we're being watched my experts, and what will happen next we have the clues... 
Now, i'm gona tell you my secrets, i'm going... 
I try to blurt it out but i can't find the words 
I try to blurt it out but i can't find the words 

The Fugees - Fu-Gee-La

[CLEF:]
We used to be number 10 
Now we're permanent one, 
In the battle lost my finger, Mic became my arm 
Pistol nozzle hits your nasal, blood becomes lukewarm 
Tell the woman be easy Naah squeeze the Charmin 
Test Wyclef, see death flesh get scorned. 
Beat you so bad make you feel like you ain't wanna be born 
And tell your friends stay the hell out of my lawn. 
Chicken George became Dead George stealin' chickens from my farm. 
Damn, Another dead pigeon 
If your mafiosos then I'm bringin' on Haitian Sicilians 
Nobody's shootin', my body's made of hand grenade 
Girl bled to death while she was tongue-kissing a razor blade. 
That sounds sick maybe one eday I'll write a horror 
Blackula comes to the ghetto, jacks an ACURA 
Stevie Wonder sees Crack Babies Be-Coming Enemies of their own families. 
What's going on? 
Armageddon come you know we soon done 
Gun by my side just in case I gotta rump 
A boy on the side of Babylon, trying to front like he's down with Mount Zion. 

[CHORUS (Lauryn):] 
Oooh La La La, It's the way that we rock when we're doing our thang 
Oooh La La La, It's the natural LA that the Refugees Bring 
Oooh La La La La La La Lalala La Laaah, Sweeeeet Thing 

[LAURYN:]
Yeah in saloons we drink Boone's and battle goons till high noon, 
Bust rap toons on flat spoons, take no shorts like poon poon's. 
See hoochies pop coochies, for Gucci's and Lucci 
Find me in my Mitsubishi, eatin' sushi, bumpin' Fugees. 
Hey Hey Hey 
Try to take the crew and we don't play play 
Say say say 
Like Paul McCartney, not hardly, 
ODD-ly enough 
I can see right through your bluff 
Niggas huff and they puff but they can't handle us, WE BUST 
Cause we fortified, I could never hide, seen "Cooley High", Cried when Cochise died. 
I'm twisted, black-listed by some other negroes, 
Don't remove my Polos on the first episode. 
Ha Ha Ha Ha, You shouldn't diss refugees, and 
Ha Ha Ha Ha, You whole sound set's bootie , and 
Ha Ha Ha Ha, You have to respect JERSEY, cause I'm superfly when I'm super-high on 
the Fu-Gee-La. 

[(LAURYN) CHORUS:]
Oooh La La La, It's the way that we rock when we're doing our thang 
Oooh La La La, It's the natural LA that the Refugees Bring 
Oooh La La La La La La Lalala La Laaah, Sweeeeet Thing 

[PRAZ:]
I sit 90 degrees underneath palm trees, 
Smokin' beadies as I burn my calories, 
Brooklyn roof tops become Brooklyn tee-pees, 
Who that be, enemies, wanna see the death of me. 
From Hawaii to Hawthorne, I run marathons, like 
Buju Banton, I'm a true champion, like, 
Farakkhan reads his Daily Qu'ran it's a phenomenon, lyrics fast like Ramadan. 

[(CLEF) REPEAT 2X:]
What's goin' on 
Armageddon come you know we soon done 
Gun by my side just in case I gotta rump 
A boy on the side of Babylon, trying to front like he's down with Mount Zion. 

[(LAURYN) REPEAT CHORUS 2X:]
Oooh La La La, It's the way that we rock when we're doing our thang 
Oooh La La La, It's the natural LA that the Refugees Bring 
Oooh La La La La La La Lalala La Laaah, Sweeeeet Thing 

Arctic Monkeys - Brianstorm

Brian
Top marks for not trying
So kind of you to bless us
With your effortlessness
We're grateful so strangely comforted

And I wonder
Are you putting us under
Cause we can't take our eyes
Off the t shirt and ties combination
Well see you later, innovator...

Some want to kiss some want to kick you
There's not a net you couldn't slip through
Or at least that's the impression I get
Cause you're smooth and you're wet
And she's not aware yet
But she's yours

She'll be saying use me
Show me the jacuzzi
I imagine that it's there on a plate
You're whole rendezvous rate
Means that you'll never be frightened
To make them wait for a while
I doubt it's you're style
Not to get what you set
Out to acquire the eyes are on fire
You are the unforecasted storm
Hup...

(Brian)
Calm, collected and commanding
(Top marks for not trying)
You leave the other stories standing
With your renditions and jokes
Bet there's hundreds of blokes
That have wept cause you've stolen their

Thunder
Are you putting us under
Cause we can't take our eyes
Off the t shirt and ties combination

Well see you later innovator... 

Arctic Monkeys - The View From The Afternoon

Anticipation has a habit to set you up
For disappointment in evening entertainment but
Tonight there'll be some love
Tonight there'll be a ruckus yeah regardless of what's gone before
I want to see all of the things that we've already seen
The lairy girls hung out the window of the limousine
And course it's fancy dress
And they're all looking quite forlorn in bunny ears and devil horns and how

Anticipation has a habit to set you up
For disappointment in evening entertainment but
Tonight there'll be some love
Tonight there'll be a ruckus yeah regardless of what's gone before

I want to see all of the things that we've already seen
I wanna see you take the jackpot out the fruit machine
And put it all back in
You've got to understand that you can never beat the bandit, no

And she won't be surprised and she won't be shocked
When she’s pressed the star after she’s pressed unlock
And there’s verse and chapter sat in her inbox
And all that is said is that you've drank a lot

And you should bear that in mind tonight
Bear that in mind yeah
You should bear that in mind tonight
Bear that in mind

And you can pour your heart out but a reason it will block
'Owt you send her after nine o' clock

Anticipation has a habit to set you up
For disappointment in evening entertainment but
Tonight there'll be some love
Tonight there'll be a ruckus yeah regardless of what's gone before

And she won't be surprised and she won't be shocked
When she’s pressed the star after she’s pressed unlock
And there’s verse and chapter sat in her inbox
And all that is said is that you've drank a lot

And you should bear that in mind tonight
Bear that in mind yeah
You should bear that in mind tonight
Bear that in mind

And you can pour your heart out
Around three o' clock
When the two-for-ones undone the writer's block 

Blackout Crew - Put a Donk on It

SCSI 9 - Nothing Will Change It

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I-Robots - Frau (Boys Noize Remix)

Ellen Allien - Jet (Paul Kalkbrenner Remix)

Trenchcoat - Whatcha got!?

Modeselektor - Black Box

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Kollektiv Turmstrasse - Tristesse