Illusive Sounds - Where The Wild Things Are lyrics

[Intro] That boom box in the backyard goes (Heeeeeeeeeeeeeey) That boom box in the backyard goes (Heeeeeeeeeyeaaaaaaaaaaaaah) That boom box in the backyard goes! (Heeeeeeeeeeyeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!) [Verse 1: Eso] Daddy's home sweetheart It seems that the dreams for the children on the block Has gone from love, to a thug with a million dollar watch But see I'm talking 'bout the jungle, the outback, the city I live in That c*nt that'll always bounce back with a witty dominion An ill flow like this and a 'still don't like pigs' attitude is what I got I'm flipping, I'm tripping, I'm puffing on pot So don't even think to sleep on me cuz I'm a dodgy mattress I've figured it out, I'm the king of the house, I'm a flying flock of axes I'm going vampire k**ing with stakes in me holsters Shooting them down, ripping the faces off vultures The trolley's full of goodies for the kids So rat-a-tat-tat Big Macka is back and I'm loading of the dick What up c*nt [Excerpt From Live Show] Are you still with us or what? Let's make some noise for the state of Australian hip hop [Hook] There's blood and there's guts coming out of the speakers There's fire in my veins and it's right off the metre With a fist in the sky I'ma fly like an eagle Come on, hit me again Come on, well sh** there it is [Verse 2: Bliss] I'm plugged in, the sound is connected Rise up, the crowd is electric A place with Zen good nature I'm the shore, your 10 foot breakers It's fun when I'm out and about and I'm bouncing around in summers naked sun Naturally high when I breathe in the breeze and I run full steam through mother nature's lungs I'm ripping and snipping the rhythm like Izm, my man on the decks, no-one cuts quicker Let's proclaim ourselves free and make a principality like up at Hutt River Head out the window, the air sings Howling, tearing through hair pins It's the crazy rap vocalist Monster truck maniac motorist Power up, lock into the socket Pull a Johnny rocket out my pocket Ride a lightning comet I write these sonnets with a spice of comics Fresh, ripe and honest I pick up the pieces like I was a hunter-gatherer Inspired by life, our people leave deep dents up in the punter barrier [Hook] There's blood and there's guts coming out of the speakers There's fire in my veins and it's right off the metre With a fist in the sky I'ma fly like an eagle Come on, hit me again Come on, well sh** there it is [Verse 3: Mind Over Matter (Smiles Again & Willow)] In the search for fame everyone wanna be bigger than Kurt Cobain After he burst his brain and left his curtain stained What do ya think? I think it's bad for them to stare at the sun Save my soul with a flare and a gun You can find me on tour nightly I'll be lightin' up a stick like Hermione Excuse me miss if I ransack your handbag Flow so heavy the damn track needs Tampax I'm so good I spell M.O.M with an X and a zillion F's and it's still correct Tripping in a theme park with a ski mask This house is where the wild things are Playing with fire, allude the darkness Where shooting stars are just moving targets On the highway to hell with a stronger engine Grow the f** up like crops in Nimbin Big league now, gotta move a little tougher Take to the plate with a Louisville Slugger I'm getting drunk with angels to keep the blood pumping like jumper cables [Excerpt From Live Show] Mind Over Matter in the building! You know it! BNE and M.O.M. knockin it out the park! Why don't you think outside the box like a new born baby! [Hook] There's blood and there's guts coming out of the speakers There's fire in my veins and it's right off the metre With a fist in the sky I'ma fly like an eagle Come on, hit me again Come on, well sh** there it is