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    "Burn Down The Parliament" Lyrics


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    burn down a pub, we heat up a club
    get a punter feeling hot like they use dencorub
    when we do what we love
    smell the smoke above
    with a hot-headed approach
    turning push to shove
    like a bushfire in scrub
    we ambush the dub
    set alight our rap books like a pencil stub
    it's essential cuz, feel it heat ya blood
    we be blazing on the mic like Nimbin blazes bud

    singe the ears keep it lit like gear
    with no laws to fear, let it burn in here
    flush you out like a sniffer dog prowling near
    cos it's arson dear, get the crowd to cheer
    the beats got an edge like dropping off cliffs
    it's a major risk, just like nature is
    leave us with no choice when you make it fizz
    throwing fire on your lukewarm liquid disc

    let these words incite, like molotovs in flight
    and set a panic in the public like a meteorite strike
    have you got a light, i've got a bomb tonight
    and i will set it off when i feel the mood is right
    firebugs delight, as the fuel ignites
    and turn a civilised affair into construction site
    when our raps are tight fire burning bright
    we make the others look about as hot as michael stipe

    burn down a parliament we burn down a flag
    burn down a liar like we burn ounce bag
    and the dutch oven cooks with the smoke that was grabbed
    so the fire flew fast and the flame licked the red rag

    it's the place to be like south park hell
    call your agency, better tell ma belle
    but there's no place to sell and no vacancies
    as the furnace starts to melt i smell baked MCs
    but it's pay per view so just close your eyes
    while the conflagration spraypaints the sky
    it's not humid, so why do these fellas need fluids
    man pass the joint, we're near boiling point

    was a quiet show, now an inferno
    fire start to make you disappear like sheryl kernot
    in a riot below, watch the fire grow
    outta control like a pushy when the tire blows
    let the word be known let a flag be flown
    we take the mic in heavy fire and make the stage our own
    til the fakes go home, place is set to blow
    cos this rhythms dynamite and the spark is the poem

    you don't need no torch with the background scorched
    cos the char will report, this is not just sport
    sport could never be bought in this circumstance
    unlike ghetto street clothes and urban dance
    turn up your clock radios to nightmare awakening
    crank the beat, enhance the de-stabling
    the HERD confuse the lable-ing
    just here to make you think, we're near yeah we're here so take it in!

    chorus x 2
    This song was submitted on January 1st, 2006.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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