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on me. 
If me and Lee and K.G. could be three. 
I am free, tenaciously. 
Skinny dipping in a sea of Lee. 
I'll propose on bended knee. 
To Lee Lee Lee
Looking through a glass onion
Following the X-ray eye
From the cortex to medulla

Analyze E-K-G
Can you see a memory?
Register all my fear
And she's casting them out and about to catch me unaware

She's got spies, but it's not quite like the K-G-B, you see
She's got spies, but it's not quite
the table
But some journalist got his mug shot kit
And his briefcase on his lap
But I'm tired of being linked with the K.G.B.
And all that political crap
and you still think so
			Grab your rhymes and your mic
[ all ]			And go for what you know

[ Almighty K.G. ]	My name is K.G
[ rest ]		(better known
From a poem by G.K. Chesterton
Called "The Balled of the White Horse."
(thanks to Peter Fallon)

music derived from a traditional Irish fiddle tune
brillantine
Pour quoi faire
Ce sont des scènes de manager

Quoi c'est l'enfer
Tu as vu où
Indispensables
C'est pas nous
C.I.A. K.G.B.
Rien à faire
Ce
aye 

Picture me and you, you and me 
K-I-S-S-I-N-G, then 
Picture me and you, under the tree 
F-U-C-K-I-N-G, Aye 
All mun fi bow, dem wicky di,
created this whole world with His own hand
So everything is under His command

(Chorus)

K-I-N-G of the J-you-N-G-L-E
He is the king of creation
K-I-N-G
really doesn't bother me
It's entertainment, baby
It explodes

Let the K.G.B. devise
Just what comes after civilised
This intersection's big enough
you hot?
Are you hot? Are you hot?
Are you hot? Are you hot?
Are you hot? I feel ambitious

The ideal copy is
See I A D N A see K G be
The ideal
(K.M.G.) 
Seems never, no hesitation for my frustration 
I feel the years that i'm facin', so it's here money track, i'm lacin' 
With that Gothic
and the grocer keeps on following me, 
And the woman next door's an undercover for the K.G.B., 
And the man from the Social Security 
Keeps on invading my
and the K.G.B.
Tye swapping secrets
L-double O-K-I-N-G
I smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E

I was a little bitty baby when my papa hit the skids
Mama had a time tryin' to raise nine kids
Told me not
the K.G.B.
In this paradise, ah cold as ice;

Moonlight and vodka, takes me away,
Midnight in Moscow is sunshine in L.A.,
Yes, in the good old U.S.A.
Early in the morning sitting in a hotel
Moscow's looking fine through the wine
Spaced out I crashed out
When the K.G.B. came on the line.

It's
Early in the morning sitting in a hotel
Moscow's looking fine through the wine
Spaced out I crashed out
When the K.G.B. came on the line.
It's a cold
Bloodshot eyes, metal skin 
Serpents tongue, dagger claws 
Dragon wings, crooked horns 
K-I-N-G

Beholding the might 
In its dawn of grace 
In
who are wise
In their own eyes, what a life
Behind the scene eyes nuh see
What governments hide
C.I.A should D.O.A., K.G.B. should R.I.P.
That's
Losing control

The K.G.B. and the C.I.A., was it you?
Democracy and freedom, was it you?
I don't really know what I can see but I can see I'm
Losing
A-L-O-N-E
Yeah say hey good L double O-K-I-N-G
Well I smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E 

I was a little bitty baby when my papa hit the skids
Mama had a time tryin'
can change anytime
 
[Chorus]

Na na na
Na na na na

I see no vitals on your E-K-G
Dead on the dance floor
We only clap because we need more
can change anytime
 
[Chorus]

Na na na
Na na na na

I see no vitals on your E-K-G
Dead on the dance floor
We only clap because we need more
sense 
And, baby, your the one thing on my mind
But that can change anytime  
 
[Chorus]

Na na na
Na na na na
 
I see no vitals on your E-K-G

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