- Votes:
- Composer:
- Adrian Nicholas Ma Thaws
 
- Genres:
- Electronic
 
- Tags:
- electronica
- piano
- trip hop
 
- See also:
Tricky - Piano lyrics
To the noose
 To the neck
 To the boost
 To the check
 To the micic
 To the psychic
 To the circuit
 To the games
 Pays to blame
 To the freedom
 Make it rain
 Make it sane
 Make it dance
 Not a chance
 See her run
 See her come
 Take me cunnin'
 She's dark-eyed
 Never saw, never saw
 She's life line
 To the heartbeat
 You can't feel the heartbeat
 To the flowers
 To the bunches
 To the lunches
 To the punches
 To the noose
 To the neck
 To the boost
 To the check
 To the micic
 To the psychic
 To the circuit
 To the games
 Pays to blame
 To the freedom
 Make it rain
 Make it sane
 Make it dance
 Not a chance
 See her run
 See her come
 Take me cunnin'
 She's dark eyed
 Never saw, never saw
 She's life line
 To the heartbeat
 You can't feel the heartbeat
 To the flowers
 To the bunches
 To the lunches
 To the punches
 To the good
 To the clean
 And I'll be you're ugly
 To the occasion
 To the lie
 Kiss beneath
 Bridge of sighs
 Not some moaning
 Until they homing
 And they spoil it all
 To the noose
 To the neck
 To the boost
 To the check
 To the micic
 To the psychic
 To the circuit
 To the games
 Pays to blameTricky - Piano - http://motolyrics.com/tricky/piano-lyrics.html
 To the freedom
 Make it rain
 Make it sane
 Make it dance
 Not a chance
 See her run
 See her come
 Take me cunnin'
 She's dark eyed
 Never saw, never saw
 She's life line
 To the heartbeat
 You can't feel the heartbeat
 To the flowers
 To the bunches
 To the lunches
 And to the punches
 To the good
 To the clean
 And I'll be you're ugly
 To the occasion
 To the lie
 Kiss beneath
 Bridge of sighs
 Not some moaning
 Until they homing
 And they spoil it all
 Not some moaning
 Until they homing
 Not some moaning
 Until they homing
 To the good
 To the clean
 And I'll be you're ugly
 To the occasion
 To the lie
 Kiss beneath
 Bridge of sighs
 Not some moaning
 Until they homing
 Until they homing
 Not some moaning
 Until they homing
 To the noose
 To the neck
 To the boost
 To the check
 To the micic
 To the psychic
 To the circuit
 To the games pays to blame
 To the freedom
 Make it rain
 Make it sane
 Make it dance
 Not a chance
 See her run
 See her come
 Take me cunnin'
 She's dark eyed
 Never saw, never saw
 She's life line
 To the heartbeat
 You can't feel the heartbeat
 To the flowers
 To the bunches
 To the lunches
 To the punches













