Tricky — Divine Comedy lyrics
The page contains the lyrics of the song "Divine Comedy" by Tricky.
Lyrics
Bigger ones
Quicker ones
We make violence
And they make guns
It’s like everybody’s got a criminal conviction
How can you say that with conviction?
FN *
FN *
Those who me Cos you don’t like the sight of me in me Do you like this side of me?
I wanna own the whole music industry
And everything in it But wait a minute
I’m a people singin
Not just black people
All people
Everybody’s welcome
And everybody who disagrees
I?¦? ?¦a (Lemme shout for ?¦? ??m?)
Murderical Brainin
And I’m frustrated
Do I have to be Italian to be me?
I wanna get hooked-up
Called up Why’d you call me?
FN *
FN *
FN And who the fuck a Jew
In New York I will a Jew
All people, all races
Everybody’s welcome
Anybody who gets gets
I’m frustrated
Murderical Braided
Guns, grenades
And Rapnel
I’m frustrated
Guns, grenades
Do I have to be Italian to be me?
Wanna get hooked up Call me, bore me Why’d you call me?
N What’d you call me?
N What’d you call me?
N N Music industry
N Everything in it
N Wait a minute
Let my people singin
Not just black people
People, Everybody’s welcome
FN *
FN *
You wanna live well, stack well
N Fucking niggers all wanna leave with Blackwell
Fucking Nigger
Live Well
Stack Well
FN Wanna leave with Blackwell
FN *
You need funds and big guns
Bigger ones, quicker ones
Kill the silence, It’s like every…
FN FN *
What?¦? ?? next, sex?
Broke necks
What’s next? Sex?
Breaks necks
You stack well
You fucking niggers
Wanna leave with Blackwell
I wanna own the whole music industry
And everything in it Wait a minute
Let my people sing
Fuck these niggers
FN *
I wanna own the whole music industry
And everything in it And everything in it Keep it singin
And everything in it And everything in it Hmmm… people sing…
Don’t give a fuck if you’re gonna mind kill a Jew
You’re right with me
I’m right with you
Everybody’s welcome
All races
Fuck those niggers
Fuck you niggers *
I need more money
I need you, to give me More money, for my record deal
FN Three million dollars
Four hundred bucks
We could make some guns
Make some funds
We could make some guns
Make some funds
Bigger ones
Quicker ones
Stack well
Wanna leave with Blackwell
FN Stackwell NNN Blackwell
FN *
FN *
You stack well *
I wanna leave with Blackwell
(My copy ends here
You stack well
I wanna leave with Blackwell
You fucking niggers *
FN *
I wanna own the whole in’stry
N Everything in it Wait a minute
(Grumbling) *
(Grumbling) *
FN *
Leave with Blackwell
FN *
That every black man in the music industry has got a criminal conviction
Can you say that with conviction?
FN…
This is no disrespect
To anybody
Who works at Polygram
Unless you’re a wreckless fucker
This is who I am This is who I am This is who I am Stack well
Leave with Blackwell
(Lots of mumbling and repeating of previous lyrics with
plenty of «PolyGram!"samples throughout.)
Fucking Niggers
Peace…