Radio Pwei lyrics

OK everybody, we`re the hi-tech gurus,
All the rage, always on the front page news,
TV and video, here to go-go,
On Radio PWEI, turn it on and turn it up high,
Like a ten truck, don`t give a fuck,
And if you don`t like the Poppies that`s your hard luck...
We cut and strut with military precision,
All cards are marked; unanimous decision!
It`s finger-licking finger-clicking,
My mike sounds nice and the beatbox ticking,
Squeal like an eel, squirm like a worm,
We`re hot getting hotter...making ears burn!

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Talking! Huh?
Talking! What?
Talking to you!

We can rap we can sing a thing or two for you.
We`ll talk of anything , everything if you want, thing,
The sky is the limit, the limit is the sky,
Why? PWE...I
Say don`t worry, no hurry to fret,
No jest, the best is yet to come
And some are just dumb when they say it`s no fun...
They gotta learn, we`re seriously delirious,
the force is here with us...
We ain`t joking, we`re just poking fun
At those poking guns up each others asses
At each and every turn.
Rock so hard there`s no time to roll
When the Poppies are on patrol, on patrol, on patrol,

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One-two check hi-tech in stereo, quadro,
Anyway you go but loose, one-oh-oh-one uses,
We got the juice to bruise the fuses
The volume in this room is much too groomed,
We need a big bad boom!
Noise K.O.! Disco inferno! Hey ho...yo! Let`s go!
Gonna rock the show, blow the speakers, see them glow,
So now you know it`s not what you do,
But the way that you do it,
The speakers you blew but the way that you blew it,
PWEI always knew it,
We`ll teach them all this song, it won`t take long...
Did it? We`re through with it, hit it!
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