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Eat, Sleep, Rave, Repeat

Fatboy Slim


So there was this DJ who was like kicking off
I don't know what he was doing, but it was sick man
Like, he was like, hands in the air
Like p*nis out, like fucking

So like this clown started covering us in…silly string
And we were all like writing around on the floor
At least I thought we were

And then his cat walked in, you know, not like a cat
Like a feeling cat, like a real, like you know
Like, You know what I'm saying dog
Like cats and dogs

It was raining
It wasn't raining
We were raving

I ate her man
Not like eight, like nine
Like ate her
She was fine man, like
You know, like

Eating, Sleeping, Rave, Repeating
You know
There were people dancing, I think

Or maybe they were cops
I think they might have been cops
But anyway like
I was just dancing and dancing

Oh no, they were cops
Shit
This fucking cop just looked at me
And I don't know whether he was really saying it
All he kept saying was…

Eat, Sleep, Rave, Repeat (x8)
Eat, Sleep, Rave, Repeat (Eat - Sleep - Rave - Repeat) (x3)

Suddenly I think I'm on the phone
Suddenly I think I'm telling a story
But I'm not

I'm just dancing
I was just dancing
I'm just sleeping
I'm just raving
I'm just repeating

And on (x7)
Felt this thud
It was a bassline
Boom, f*cking boom
"Man, sorry dude, I thought you were an object"

So I went into this diner
And the guy was like fucking
"You wanna buy something? "
I'm like "No, I'm just dancing to the hum of your fridge"
He's like "Then get the fuck out of my restaurant"
I'm like "I like it here, I like the lighting!
Besides, I like your waitress
She looks pretty hot"

So I got her by the arm
And I drag her out into the street
And I gave her to a homeless guy
He gave me all his crack, and all he kept saying was…

Eat! Sleep! Rave! Repeat! (x4)

So like John called me the next morning
Like
"Dude! "
Like
"Where were you last night? "
I was like
"I was there"
He was like
"Oh yeah"

And then he was like f*cking
"Remember that tune they were playing? "
I'm like
"I don't remember f*cking anything man"

I mean I have vague recollections
And like a general feeling of happiness
And he was like "No that fucking song man"

Eat, Sleep, Rave, Repeat (x9)
Eat - Sleep - Rave - Repeat (x2)

I came out of the club
And there was dark
And there was night
And there was street lamps
I was pretty like... I dunno

So I went into this diner
And I order some food
Suddenly it was tomorrow
And then tomorrow was today
And then I found this club
And I went into the club
And the club was banging
And the music was like really loud
And I was raving
And suddenly I was saving this girl from this dude
And suddenly he was being rude
All she kept saying was…

Eat, Sleep, Rave, Repeat

All they kept saying was…

Eat, Sleep, Rave, Repeat

All I kept thinking was…

Eat, Sleep, Rave, Repeat

She said
Yo… I'm an artist
And then she just started to make this thing
Out of cocaine
And I swear to god it said

Eat, Sleep, Rave, Repeat (x4)
Eat, Sleep, Rave, Repeat (Eat - Sleep - Rave - Repeat) (x16)
Eat, Sleep, Rave, Repeat (x2)

Compositores: Roman Boeer de Garcez, Darren Alexander Foreman (Beardyman), Stefano Miele (El Pocho), Quentin Leo Cook
ECAD: Obra #42584371 Fonograma #11457115

Letra enviada por Renan

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