Pop Will Eat Itself - Radio P.W.E.I. lyrics

OK, everybody, we're the hi-tech gurus All the rage, always on the front page news TV and video, here to go-go on Radio PWEI Turn it on and turn it up high Like a ten truck, don't give a f** And if you don't like the Poppies, that's your hard luck We cut and strut with military precision All cards are marked, unanimous decision It's finger-clicking, finger-licking My mike sounds nice and the beatbox ticking Squeal like an eel, squirm like a worm We're hot getting hotter, making ears burn Making ears burn (Talking) Huh? (Talking) What? (Talking to you) (That's right) Go! We can rap, we can sing a thing or two for you We'll talk of anything, everything if you want thing The sky is the limit, the limit is the sky Why? PWEI Say don't worry, no hurry to fret No jest, the best is yet to come And some are just dumb When they say it's no fun, they gotta learn We're seriously delirious, the force is here with us We ain't joking, we're just poking fun At those who're poking guns up each others a**es At each and every turn Rock so hard there's no time to roll When the Poppies are on patrol On patrol On patrol (Talking) Huh? (Talk) What? (Talking to you) (That's right) Go! (Talking) Huh? (Talking) What? (Talking to you) (That's right) Go! One-two, check hi-tech in stereo Quadro, any way you go but loose One-oh-oh-one uses We got the juice to bruise the fuses The volume in this room is much too groomed We need a big bad boom Noise K.O., disco inferno Hey, ho... yo! Let's go! Gonna rock the show, blow the speakers See them glow, so now you know It's not what you do, but the way that you do it The speakers you blew, but the way that you blew it PWEI always knew it We'll teach them all this song, it won't take long Did it? We're through with it, hit it