Andrew Hale & Simon Hale - Hyperactive! lyrics

Tell me about your childhood At the tender age of three I was hooked to a machine Just to keep my mouth from spouting junk Must have took me for a fool When they chucked me out of school Cause the teacher knew I had the funk But tonight I'm on the edge Better shut me in the fridge Cause I'm burning up (I'm burning up) With the vision in my brain And the music in my veins And the dirty rhythm in my blood They are messing with my heart And they're messing with my heart And they're messing with my heart Won't stop messing with me Ripping me apart! Hyperactive when I'm small Hyperactive now I'm grown Hyperactive and the night is young And in a minute I'll blow Semaphore out on the floor Messages from outer space Deep heat for the feet And the rhythm of your heartbeat Cause the music of the street It isn't any rapattack It isn't any rapattack I can reach into your homes Like an itch in your headphones You can't turn it up I'm the shape in your back room I'm the breather on the phone And I'm burning up But there's one thing I must say Before they lock me up again You'd be safer at the back When I'm having an attack Hyperactive when I'm small Hyperactive now I'm tall Hyperactive as the day is long Hyperactive in my bones Hyperactive in your phones Hyperactive and the night is young Hyperactive when I'm small Hyperactive now I'm grown Hyperactive 'til I'm dead and gone Stand up, hyperactivate Get up, hyperactivate Wise up, hyperactivate London, hyperactivate