Enta in de dance, plug it in and we begin,
Crowd up in de center, they watch (be dibidim),
Watch de way we drop it in a mixed timin',
Rise and amplifying when we come in wit de swing.

Just follow in de back and naturally harmonising,
Climb into position wit syncronised things,
Live from out de ghetto we maximising,
Sound-O-De-Groove-Armada we Superstylin'

Sometimes, can you feel the pressure does unwind,
Somtimes (here we go, here we go)
Sometimes, in tru the day and tru the night,
Somtimes (here we go, here we go)
Somtimes, you can make the pressure does unwind,
Somtimes (here we go, here we go)
Sometimes, it's for your spirit and your mind,
Somtimes (here we go, here we go)

Dat's how we drop it on de up on de line,
One time lyrics that must stick on your mind.
Propa guys line that go "Propeye propeye",
My Mc's super I'll go double on de right.

Go double on de right.

Sometimes, can you feel the pressure does unwind,
Somtimes (here we go, here we go)
Sometimes, in tru the day and tru the night,
Somtimes (here we go, here we go)
Somtimes, you can make the pressure does unwind,
Somtimes (here we go, here we go)
Sometimes, it's for your spirit and your mind,
Somtimes (here we go, here we go)

Home operater make de music play in time,

Baby just recline...

Worldwide...

Enta in de dance, plug it in and we begin,
Crowd up in de center, they watch (be dibidim),
Watch de way we drop it in a mixed timin',
Rise and amplifying when we come in wit de swing.

Just follow in de back and naturally harmonising,
Climb into position wit syncronised things,
Live from out de ghetto we maximising,
Sound-O-De-Groove-Armada we Superstylin'

Sometimes, can you feel the pressure does unwind,
Somtimes (here we go, here we go)
Sometimes, in tru the day and tru the night,
Somtimes (here we go, here we go)
Somtimes, you can make the pressure does unwind,
Somtimes (here we go, here we go)
Sometimes, it's for your spirit and your mind,
Somtimes (here we go, here we go)

I don't want to be your party doll
All flaked out in Tinsel Town
Circus mouth shooting all directions
With TV ads that sell erections

CHORUS
I got no clue what they want to do with you
It's just getting through, getting through to you

Living outside the misdemeanor
Some get lost and some are screamers
It's easy to tell the great pretender
Broken wings and flip top fenders

CHORUS
I don't want to be your suffering box
Argue art or untie your knots
I don't want to be your bad connection
Or fit into your reality vision

CHORUS