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Fatboy Slim – Weapon of Choice – 2001

    Paroles

    ‘Fore they catch ya chainsmokin’ (Word)
    ‘Fore they catch ya chainsmokin’ (Word)
    ‘Fore they catch ya chainsmokin’ (Word)
    ‘Fore they catch ya chainsmokin’ (Word)

    ‘Fore they catch ya chainsmokin’ (Word)
    ‘Fore they catch ya chainsmokin’ (Word)
    ‘Fore they catch ya chainsmokin’ (Word)
    ‘Fore they catch ya chainsmokin’ (Word)

    ‘Fore they catch ya, ‘fore they catch ya
    ‘Fore they catch ya, ‘fore they catch ya
    ‘Fore they catch ya, ‘fore they catch ya
    ‘Fore they catch ya, ‘fore they catch ya

    Don’t be shocked by tone of my voice
    Check out my new weapon, weapon of choice
    Don’t be shocked by tone of my voice
    Check out my new weapon, weapon of choice, yeah

    Listen to the sound of my voice (aah)
    You can check it on out, it’s the weapon of choice, yeah

    Don’t be shocked by the tone of my voice (aah)
    It’s the new weapon, the weapon of choice

    You can blow with this
    Or you can blow with that
    You can blow with this
    Or you can blow with that
    Or you can blow with this
    Or you can blow with that
    Or you can blow with us

    You can blow with this
    Or you can blow with that
    You can blow with this
    Or you can blow with that
    You can blow with

    Walk without rhythm, it won’t attract the worm
    Walk without rhythm, and it won’t attract the worm
    Walk without rhythm, and it won’t attract the worm
    If you walk without rhythm (uh), you never learn

    Don’t be shocked by the tone of my voice
    Check out my new weapon, weapon of choice

    Don’t be shocked by the tone of my voice
    Check out my new weapon, weapon of choice

    Before they catch ya chainsmokin’
    (Can’t forget to load it)
    Before they catch ya chainsmokin’
    (Can’t forget to load it)
    Before they catch ya chainsmokin’
    (Can’t forget to load it)
    Before they catch ya chainsmokin’

    You can blow with this
    You can blow with that
    You can blow with this
    Or you can blow with that
    Or you can blow with this
    Or you can blow with that
    Or you can blow with us

    You can blow with this
    You can blow with that
    You can blow with this
    Or you can blow with that
    Or you can blow with…

    Organically grown
    Through the hemisphere, I roam
    To make love to the angels of light, yeah
    And my girl
    I guess you just don’t understand
    It’s gone beyond bein’ a man
    As I drift off into the night

    I’m in flight
    She’s a Boy Scout, no doubt
    But I’m gonna hold my cool
    ‘Cause the music rules, yeah
    So groove on, baby
    Check it out

    Halfway between the gutter and the stars, yeah
    Halfway between the gutter and the stars, yeah

    You can blow with this
    Or you can blow with that
    You can blow with this
    Or you can blow with that
    Or you can blow with this
    Or you can blow with that
    Or you can blow with us

    You can blow with this
    You can blow with that
    You can blow with this
    Or you can blow with that
    Or you can blow with