Teachers - Soulwax

All we ever wanted, Was to know how to shake off every impulse, Looking up evolution's skirt, To see what the future will bring. The stink that smacks the nostr

NY Excuse - Soulwax Composed by：Dewaele/Dewaele/Murphy Excuse me Excuse me Excuse me You're paying You're paying This is the excuse that we're making we're makin

Names that sound familiar Secret wounds from failure Try and look into their eyes A part of the weekend never dies There's no tension in your dance As you try a

Taking your time, Answering eyes, And you're thinking of why Instead of about. And it's taking up time, You never had. And you're making up like, Nothing is sai