Sync Different

Come into the groove, if you want to surviveGiving a soul emotion, start until the endCome into the move, if you want me aliveTrying a soul devotion, start until the end
Na, na, na,na,na , naNa, na, na, na
Keep into this world, with no lie and no sufferTrying a soul religion, start until the endKeep around this world, aint nobody could be betterGivin a soul position, start until the end
Start until the end
Come into the groove if you want to surviveGiving a soul emotion start until the endCome into the move if you want to stay aliveTrying a soul devotion start until the end
Start until the end

I shouldn’t be too bothered all the timeAs I’ve got the Queen of Spain at my sideI shouldn’t be too bothered all the timeAs I’ve got the Queen of Spain at my side

Thought i was light years ahead of themBut i was blind they were only milesLight years ahead of them, he must be right
I was only pretending to be just another wannabeA love supreme in flip flopsThere might be peacocks in disguiseYou’d better practice your passing shotsBeware of bishops dealing with their ups and downs
You were born in Christchurch babyListen to the bellsThey’re ringing again in your earsThey resound in the eveningThey resound when you’re youngThey’re sound in the morningThey resound when you’re getting old/get things done

A little time to liveA few people to loveFloral clocks never stop tickingThey never stop growing
But the dog, it keeps on barking in the tubeDespite the bomb in his stomachAnd the girl, she’s still crying in the bus I try to sympathizeBut I don’t mindI don’t really mind I’ve already wasted so much time
A little time to shareA few people to leaveFloral clocks never stop tickingThey never stop glowing
Left this plastic bag filled with my liver and my lungsBehind a door that’s just been closedDouglas Fir might be working late at nightHope my friend’s very fine
As much as II don’t really mindWe’ve already wasted so much time

Feel young and freeWhen the sun shines above meThe sounds of the city fill my heart with joy and beautyFountains of champagne to celebrate the next dayMy generation’s full of optimismWhat does it take?What does it take to be here today?

Tell me what's beyond the curtainMade of water, made of airAnd the kite is so redBut it does not flyRolling byOn the beachWith the three of usTell me what's beyond the curtainMade of water, made of iceAnd the kite is so redBut it does not flyPassing byOn the beachWith the three of usRunning with the windThe hands on the clockAre frozenThough the sun keeps shining
Like a sunny winter saturdayLike a sunny winter saturdayLike a sunny winter SaturdayWe were glowing on this sunny Saturday

Worship me, despise meIs this my destiny?Or just the way I fucked up my life?Have you ever imagined we’d split up this way?
So bitterly.Of course I haveMy nightmare’s come true.
Worship me, despise meIs this my destiny?Or just the way I fucked up my life?Have you ever imagined we’d split up this way?
So bitterly.Of course I haveMy nightmare’s come true.
Dead souls coming in from a long lost future.Dead souls wandering through the ages back and forth.

Swing me round then let me goas summer’s streets return to snow,
help me get my feet back on the groundand the next time if your calling I’ll be around.
What would it take just to let it go?Swing me round with nails of goldas summer streets return to cold,help me get my feet back on the ground.
Because joy comes and then she goeslike every summer’s night we’ve known.
Help me get my feet back on the ground
and in the end it always comes around.

What would it take?I want to feel, I want to go.

Go. Go. Go again!I want to feel, I want to grow, again.
Heart -
I want to know, I want to know again.I want to feel again!
What would it take - to come around?Again…

Negrita ve.No me esperes en la casa,
que yo te caigo mas luego pa ve

Make me introduce pan the beat,
You don now how ́s this,
Pana black from the hill,San Andres mc,
We got all the caleñas crazy,
And the paisas wetting,
Bogotanas giving away them pussy,

We no diling with non batty man her,
Yous bring the whiskey,
Make we drying the hold day,
And we light up the roof with faller,

Hans up hilla, More more falla.

Ladies in the club se emborrachan,
Muestran la tatas,
My homes in the Cana,
Smoking cigarrillo sin filtro en el balcón,
This is the night bitches and rum...

Fake boobs,Fake blonds,
Fake ass,

This is what I see every night in a the dance.
Fake boobs
Fake blond,
Fake ass,

Sr ortegon that what you like.
Negrita ve,No me esperes en la casa,
Que yo te caigo mas luego pa ve (bis)

Four o'clock in the morning,
Everyone going,
Me and my nagger,

Still want some funny ́s,
Some une en la pista se,
Vamo a seguirla,

My nagger se donde,Straight to my crib now...
Ladies in the club se emborrachan,
Muestran la tatas,
My homes in the Cana,
Smoking cigarrillo sin filtro en el balcón,
This is the night bitches and rum...
Hasta q salga el sol no me muevo,Por q la quiero seguir pasando bueno (bis)

Fake boobs,
Fake blonds,
Fake ass,

This is what I see every night in a the dance.
Fake boobs,
Fake blonds,Fake ass,

Sr ortegon that what you like. (bis)Lising up

Negrita ve,
No me esperes en la casa,
Que yo te caigo mas luego pa ve (bis)
Ah ah ah bitches and rum...
Aa a ah bitches and rum...
That what you like...
Ah ah ah...
Negrita ve,No me esperes en la casa,
Que yo te caigo mas luego pa ve (bis)

Latino Bad BoysHey hey !Latino Bad BoysHey hey !Latino Bad Boys

Yo la vihustrleando en el club
(Ella lo sabeY eso se le ve)

Haciendo dinero al por mayor
(Ella lo sabe
Y eso se le ve)
Del V.I.P no sale su combo(Ella lo sabe
Y eso se le ve)

Si tú la vez Que
Si tú la vez Que

Strip clubStrip club
Montando en carro más caro
Strip clubStrip club
Viajando en jet por todo lados
TonightIs club time
Hawe gotta goI’m going for her
On my black limousine
Forrado en mi blin blin
With my boots shining
My wallet loaded
Money money
Like a P.I.M.P