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I'm a motherfucking headliner, bitch, you don't even know it
(Process it)
I'm a motherfucking headliner, bitch, you don't even know it
Why's it white girls don't ever have any ideas?
And they don't even know
What's on my channel
But that's true for almost everyone
Everyone but you
My goat, my crab, my scorpion
You're my icons 'cause you're different
You're different
I love wicked wisdom
Half turn my at two wet come free
Don't send me no more evil visions
They just stab my heart.
I'm just a black she-male
And I don't know what you people are all about
What you people are all about
I just know how to make it
(Peanut butter) Like this
Oh, just a look at her is god
Can't you see it baby
Can't you see it baby
Shan't you see it baby
Oh, just a look at her is god
Can't you see it baby
Can't you see it baby
Shan't you see it baby
[Chorus]
When we get together
It's always hot magic
When we get together
When we get together
When we get together
It's always hot magic
When we get together
It's always we are the champions, my friends
When we get together
We're gonna hit
What you work with
Ooh, you've got such super wicked style
Show it to me baby
Let me see it baby
Show me to your baby
Oh, you've got such super wicked style
Show it to me baby
Let me see it baby
Show me to your baby
[Chorus]
All I care to hear
All them standing gray insects inside the house machines
Knowing what's coming next
Something temporary reference for the other side
All I care to hear
Elitist's commentary about some fated press limited edition
I hear the toy ball bouncing on Jihad would do their elegant conceit
All I care to hear
You have such power to destroy
No time to process that now
So iconic in my mind
(Process it)
I'm a motherfucking headliner, bitch, you don't even know it
Why's it white girls don't ever have any ideas?
And they don't even know
What's on my channel
But that's true for almost everyone
Everyone but you
My goat, my crab, my scorpion
You're my icons 'cause you're different
You're different
I love wicked wisdom
Half turn my at two wet come free
Don't send me no more evil visions
They just stab my heart.
I'm just a black she-male
And I don't know what you people are all about
What you people are all about
I just know how to make it
(Peanut butter) Like this
Oh, just a look at her is god
Can't you see it baby
Can't you see it baby
Shan't you see it baby
Oh, just a look at her is god
Can't you see it baby
Can't you see it baby
Shan't you see it baby
[Chorus]
When we get together
It's always hot magic
When we get together
When we get together
When we get together
It's always hot magic
When we get together
It's always we are the champions, my friends
When we get together
We're gonna hit
What you work with
Ooh, you've got such super wicked style
Show it to me baby
Let me see it baby
Show me to your baby
Oh, you've got such super wicked style
Show it to me baby
Let me see it baby
Show me to your baby
[Chorus]
All I care to hear
All them standing gray insects inside the house machines
Knowing what's coming next
Something temporary reference for the other side
All I care to hear
Elitist's commentary about some fated press limited edition
I hear the toy ball bouncing on Jihad would do their elegant conceit
All I care to hear
You have such power to destroy
No time to process that now
So iconic in my mind
Lyrics submitted by vanillawafer
Track duration: 05:00
"Wicked Wisdom" as written by Kevin Barnes
Lyrics © BUG MUSIC
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I love the line "peanut butter" :L
"All my wicked dreams have turned my head to wet concrete"
"I love wicked wisdom half turn my at two wet come free" makes absolutely no sense and of Montreal often don't have the title of the song in their lyrics so it doesn't need to be 'wicked wisdom'.
"Oh, just a look at her is god"
On one of the times he sings it.
The actual lyrics, as written by Kevin Barnes, are:
"Ooh, just to look at her as God,
Can't you see it baby?"
This song's about Georgie wantin' to get together. It's always hot magic...I think that last little part is him gettin' hung up on the main lady (Lilivette?).
"I'm just a black she-male"
"I'm just a black she-male"
I love their melody changes that happen so many times on this album.
And you can hear the songs even foreshadowing each other.
I think in this one it gives you a taste of Plastis Wafers which is later on the album. Or it might be the track before this.
**could even argue Satanic Panic**
is more likely:
"I hear the toy ball bouncing on cheap hardwood through their elegant conceit"
this is far and away their best record.