GOLD WOOD Radio Fire Mix 028 pt2 ::

“thisiswhatwegethigh4”

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Feel it, Real it, Deal it!
This is what we get high for...giving, peace, smiling, enjoying, perceiving, positivity, optimism, badassnsess!

$$$ on the 1’s and 2’s!!
...and the beat goes on...and the beat goes on...and the beat goes on...

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Order of track selection: $$$, $$$, $$$

TRACKLIST:::

01) Penetrating Eye | Thee Oh Sees ($$$)

02) Savage Victory | Thee Oh Sees ($$$)

03) Here's the Thing | Fontaines D.C. ($$$)

04) The Lens | Thee Oh Sees ($$$)

05) Punk | Gorillaz ($$$)

06) Dancer | Idles [feat. LCD Soundsystem] ($$$)

07) Starburster | Fontaines D.C. ($$$)

08) Talula | Farai ($$$)

09) Grace | Idles ($$$)

10) Keep Your Dreams | Suicide ($$$)

11) Got Me | Mount Kimbie ($$$)

12) Boxing | Mount Kimbie [feat. King Krule] ($$$)

13) The 15th | Wire ($$$)

14) Love Is (What I Say) | INXS ($$$)

15) Empty And Silent | Mount Kimbie [feat. King Krule] ($$$)

16) Scream and Shout | Suicide ($$$)

17) Runners Standing Still | Trans Am ($$$)

18) Surrender to the Night | Trans Am ($$$)

19) Sleep Apnea | Atmosphere ($$$)

20) Night Train | Dub Syndicate ($$$)

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GOLD WOOD Radio Fire Mix #028 "thisiswhatwegethigh4" pt2 LYRICS

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1) Penetrating Eye
by Thee Oh Sees
Track 1 on Drop

Somewhere stole the eye

Yet still, it passes by

Unlocking our lives

The penetrating eye

La la

Someone stealing by

Still it passes time

Unlocking your life

The penetrating style

La la

Endless in the sky

Watching while you lie

Softly in the night

Over head the eye

La la

Somewhere stole the eye

Yet still, it passes by

Unlocking our lives

The penetrating eye

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2) Savage Victory
by Thee Oh Sees
Track 3 on Drop

[Verse 1]

I will wait for you someplace

Where you can see my face

So we can then embrace

Our savage victory, yeah

[Verse 2]

I will take all your sweet life

And turn you into me

You won't even feel a thing

As you turn into a breeze, yeah

[Verse 3]

I will wait for you someplace

Where you can see my face

So we can then embrace

Our savage victory, yeah

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3) Here's the Thing
by Fontaines D.C.

So here's the thing

I know you're watching

I feel your pain

It's mine as well

I know you're right

I know you're right, girl

And if you change your mind

I will be waiting

I know your thoughts

They're mine as well

I know you're right

I know you're right, girl

Shockin' pretty is that face you're makin'

Is there a sentiment you'd like to tell?

But if you tell them what the real story is

I'm afraid it wouldn't play that well

Oh no

So here's the thing

I need commotion

I know your thoughts

They're mine as well

I know you're right

I know you're right, girl

And if you change your mind

I will be waiting

To keep your pain

With mine as well

I know you're right

I know you're right, girl

Aren't people made to chime?

It never makes me happy anymore

Always singing in my mind

And talking just provokes it, ahh-ah

So here's the thing

I know you're watching

I feel your pain

It's mine as well

I know you're right

I know you're right, girl

To be anaesthetized

And crave emotion

So beautiful

To hurt so well

I know you're right

I know you're right, girl

So here's the thing

I know you're watching


Songwriters: Carlos O'Connell / Conor Curley / Conor Deegan III / Grian Chatten / Tom Coll
Here's The Thing lyrics © Domino Publishing Company

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4) The Lens
by Thee Oh Sees
Track 9 on Drop

[Verse 1]

Even though it's grey today

I can feel you near me dear

Even though life's pain today

I will be with you near me dear

[Chorus]

And then we both arrive

At the same time, again

And then we're both alive

At the same time, again

[Verse 2]

Look through the lens today

All is cracked and hazy here, there

Hand in hand we will survive

I will love you always here, dear

[Chorus]

And then we're both alive

At the same time, again

And then we both arrive

At the same time, again

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5) Punk
by Gorillaz

Try to see myself what goes on

Make it up myself, I'll never

Always told my thoughts aloud

Then another day I shut up

Back to the sand, doin' what you can

Bound to be gone, damned a loser

Found out right then they were fed up

'Cause everybody said to shut up

Yeah

Thought that you might care what goes on

Try to say, "What up?" I'm fed up

Everybody said I shoot up

But I just gotta tell them what up?

Down with the sun, I knew that I was done

Did it to myself, did it to myself, and then

Everybody's stirrin' shit up

'Cause everybody tells me, "Shut up"


Songwriters: Damon Albarn / Jamie Hewlett
Punk lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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6) Dancer
by Idles [feat. LCD Soundsystem]

Hold the phone, hip to hip, cheek to cheek

Push me away like I'm Lucifer, so to speak

My focus is on the cocoa butter running down your neck

And the sweat

Feet touch, brush hands, feather's ache

We can swing if you prefer, so to speak

My breath moves your hair in a round, at a glance like a pirouette

And the sweat

I give myself to you

As long as you move

On the floor

Dancers hip to hip, dancing cheek to cheek

(Collide us while we work it out)

Dancers hip to hip, dancing cheek to cheek

(Collide us while we work it out)

Dancers hip to hip, dancing cheek to cheek

(Collide us while we work it out)

Dance, oh, dance, d-d-dance!

Whoo!

Shoulders back, chest out

I'm poised like a goddamn ape, so to speak

I can taste the mood in my mouth like particles of punch-drunk love

And the sweat

Bold moves, ice rink, lines cut

From the moves they make, so to speak

Somebody tell me where I go like a goddamn homing dove

And the sweat

I give myself to you

As long as we move

On the floor

Dancers hip to hip, dancing cheek to cheek

(Collide us while we work it out)

Dancers hip to hip, dancing cheek to cheek

(Collide us while we work it out)

Dancers hip to hip, dancing cheek to cheek

(Collide us while we work it out)

Dance, oh, dance, d-d-dance!

Cut waves, make change

Cut circles in my cage

Cut waves, make change

Cut circles in my cage

(Collide us while we work it out) cut waves, make change

Cut circles in my cage

I'm a dancer (I'm a dancer)

You're a dancer (you're a dancer)

Let's dance (let's dance)

Whoo!


Songwriters: Jonathan Beavis / Joseph Talbot / Mark Bowen / Adam Devonshire / Lee Kiernan
Dancer lyrics © Kobalt Music Services Ltd Kms

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7) Starburster
by Fontaines D.C.

It may feel bad

It may feel bad

It may feel bad

I wanna see you alone, I wanna sharp the stone

I wanna bounce the bone, I wanna mess with it

I wanna lay the Deville, the whole crew on the sill

I want the preacher and pill, I wanna bless with it

I wanna head to a mass and get cast in it

That shit's funnier than any A-class, in' it?

I wanna talk with the clown who has apologies down

Pay him 300 pound to take a class in it

I wanna bite the phone, I wanna bleed the tone

I wanna see you alone, alone, alone, lone

I wanna strait the shark and find me somewhere to park

Like the light when it's dark, it's dark, it's dark, dark

A few stars about make it feel like peace in a way

A complimentary round

Constellation got a twist in it

For a GPO and all the hits in it

I'm gon' hit your business if it's momentary blissness

I'm gon' hit your business if it's momentary blissness

I'm gon' hit your business if it's momentary blissness

I'm gon' hit your business if it's momentary

(It may feel bad)

I wanna talk with a gag if it's a bottle or bag

I wanna strike with the SAG, I need the friends from it

I want a shot in the dark, I wanna make the mark

I want to live the arc, I call the ends on it

I wanna take the truth without a lens on it

My God given insanity, it depends on it

How I feel? How I feel? How I feel? I wanna keel

Over harder than a turned up challenger

I wanna keep all of your charm in a canister

Do you inspire like the same did Salinger?

I'm the pig on the Chinese calendar

I got a shadow like a .58 Caliber

I wanna move like a new Salamander

I love the carrion who's a real Scavenger

It's moral tyranny keeping me from thee

Hit me for the day

For the light

That you suffered

To come by

Take to my sky

Never wanting

Only wonder

To live out of reach

Sloping family

Short to tall

One to three

Swallow the key

In their footprints

I will follow

I'm gon' hit your business if it's momentary blissness

I'm gon' hit your business if it's momentary blissness

I'm gon' hit your business if it's momentary blissness

I'm gon' hit your business if it's momentary blissness


Songwriters: Carlos O'Connell / Conor Curley / Conor Deegan III / Grian Chatten / Tom Coll
Starburster lyrics © Domino Publishing Company

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8) Talula
by Farai

It happened

A long time ago

Derry girl, Derry girl mated with Marlene

Towers and tables

Shaking chandeliers

Hallelujah,

I’m Lula, Talula

The baddest girl in town

Free like a bird, higher and higher

No DBL

Never ever blinded by love

Never ever drunk by love

Wild girls don’t get the blues

Hallelujah,

I’m Lula, Talula

The baddest girl in town

I fell in love

yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

But the show

was indescribably weak

so I toss another you know what

Hallelujah,

I’m Lula, Talula

The baddest girl in town

whoo ooh ooh

Hallelujah,

I’m Lula, Talula

The baddest girl in town

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9) Grace
by Idles

Give me grace, make me pure

When they're knocking at my door

Make me safe, away from harm

Hold me in my brother's arms

Make me pure

I will not take when I fall

Be the answer to my call

When you need, I will come

I will wage his war is won

Make me pure

No god, no king

I said, love is the thing

No crown, no ring

I said, love is the thing

No god, no king

I said, love is the thing

Give me grace, give me light

Hold me up as I take flight

Make me safe, away from harm

Please caress my swollen heart

Make me pure

I'll be your hands

I'll be your spine

I will hear your burdened cries

I will give myself to you

No god, no king

I said, love is the thing

No crown, no ring

I said, love is the thing

No god, no king

I said, love is the thing


Songwriters: Adam Devonshire / Jonathan Beavis / Joseph Talbot / Lee Kiernan / Mark Bowen
Grace lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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10) Keep Your Dreams
by Suicide
Track 10 on Suicide

Yeah, keep your dreams burning, baby

Yeah, keep your dreams burning

Forever

Now hold on tight

Now hold on tight to life

Yeah, keep your dreams burning, baby

Yeah, keep them dreams burning

Forever

Yeah, keep them dreams burning, baby

Forever

Yeah baby

We all love you

So hang in there baby

Hang on in there

Forever

Better keep your dreams burning, baby

Yeah, keep them dreams burning

Forever

Baby dream

Keep them dreams burning, baby

Keep that feeling burning forever

Dream

Baby dream

Forever

Dream

Dream baby

Keep that feeling burning forever, baby

Keep them dreams blazing forever

Dream baby

Dream baby

Dream baby

Dream baby

Dream baby

Forever

Dream

Dream

Dream baby

Dream baby

Dream baby

You gotta dream baby

Dream baby

Dream baby

Keep them dreams burning forever

Dream baby

Dream baby

Dream baby

Dream baby

Dream baby

Dream baby

Dream baby

Dream baby

Dream baby

Dream baby

Dream baby

Dream baby

Forever

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11) Got Me
by Mount Kimbie
Track 5 on The Sunset Violent

You got me fucked up

I've been waiting on you

You got me fucked up

You got me fucked up

I've been waiting on you

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12) Boxing
Mount Kimbie [feat. King Krule]
Track 4 on The Sunset Violent

The coffins fill the bed

I'm watching day of the dead

I'm sleeping with you in mind

I'm weeping with you by my side

I hope everything turns out alright

I'll protect you till the end of time

Ooh, I'm here for you

Well, I was just here just for you

Well, I was getting here for you

Well, I was only here and just for you

The sleepers, the train yard

The third rail, runs through my heart

And as the sky weeps, the days are grey

With my memories

I guess I was born this way

Well, I'm here for you

Well, I was just here and just for you

Well, I'm here for you

Well, I was only here and just for you

The pubs are a death trap (The way that we are)

There killing us one by one

I missed you, it’s fucked up (The way that we are)

Changing

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13) The 15th
by Wire

Reviewed, it seems

As if someone were watching over it

Before it was

As if response were based on fact

Providing, deciding

It was soon there

Squared to it, faced to it

It was not there

Renewed, it fought

As if it had a cause to live for

Denied, it learned

As if it had sooner been destroyed

Providing, deciding

It was soon there

Squared to it, faced to it

It was not there

Reviewed, it fought, as if someone were watching over it

Before it had sooner been denied

Renewed, it seemed as if it had a cause to live for

Destroyed, it was later based on fact

Providing, deciding

It was soon there

Squared to it, faced to it

It was not there


Songwriters: Colin John Newman
The 15th lyrics © Carlin Music Corp, Carlin Music Delaware Llc

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14) Love Is (What I Say)
by INXS

This is

Food of love

They said

Got it wrong

Smiling

You and I

Thinking

Never say die

What I say now

What I say now

I don't think we know each other

Enough to lie

And love is love in a way

He changes

Lives alone

Drowning

By the fire

Out of dearth

He becomes

A mind without

Qualities

What I say now

What I say now

I don't think we know each other

Enough to lie

And love is enough anyway

This life

Food of love

Dare say

They got it wrong

Smiling

You and I

Thinking

Never say die

What I say now

What I say now

I don't think we know each other

Enough to lie

And love is enough anyway

You and I

What I say


Songwriters: Andrew Charles Farriss / Kirk Pengilly / Garry William Beers / Timothy William Farriss / Michael Kelland Hutchence / Jonathan James Farriss / Ananda Braxton-smith
Love Is (What I Say) lyrics © Universal Music Corp., Universal Music Publishing Pty. Ltd.

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15) Empty And Silent
by Mount Kimbie [feat. King Krule]
Track 9 on The Sunset Violent

The square is emptying

The square is empty and silent

On a Monday night

You feel the rhythm of the routines

The week goes on and on and on and on and on

My washing hangs to dry

I left here only once today, for food

My phone vibrates, my only companion

Last night, I woke at 5 a.m

Along the water was still

All the lights of the street lit the cobbles

I felt so good

(The square is emptying)

(The square is empty and silent)

But like I was missing something, a drug

(On a Monday night)

What did your dad say about me again?

He said I looked unwell

The water was so still

I could swear it spokе

And a lot of famous British films are only shot in one or two rooms

This one is so rеal

It was so real

I could smell you in my dreams

I can feel the tight jacket details of the floral

Black lace that stretch between cold thighs

In reality I was all alone, heartbroken

This bedroom, hotel room is still small

Empty stomach, Snickers bar

The next day I walk for miles, cold alone

Around the lake and when you called

I took my bags and it started to rain

What'd your dad say about me again?

He said I looked unwell

The witch dreams

The gates are yet to open

The gates are yet to open

And we'll survive together through thick and thin

And if I die

Don't search for me

To be misunderstood

We don't have to be

We don't need understanding between it all

And what we feel

The gates are yet to open

What'd your dad say about me again?

He said I looked unwell

He said I looked unwell

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16) Scream and Shout
by Suicide

[Alright, this is a song Ottis Redding would’ve like to do

This is called..Scream and Shout]

Whoa! uuh

Oh you gotta scream and shout!

You gotta stay alive

you gotta do the disco dive

You gotta scream

You gotta scream

You gotta shout

You gotta screeeeeeeeeam!

Shout!

You gotta scream and you gotta shout!

[Shout! You gotta stay alive]

Are you gonna do the disco dive?

or you gonna stay alive?

You gotta deal with the shame

You gotta grab a cop out there

You gotta beat the shit out of em, man

Because it’s the only way, man

We gotta problem right now

It’s getting too fucked up, man

Yeah, kids are dying all over

Stupid cops killing people on the trains

It’s fucked!

We gotta get on!

No more words

You gonna die baby

We gotta stay alive

Yeah, it’s the only way

You gotta scream and we gotta shout!

Ahh, we gonna shout

Ahh, gonna shout

Screeeeeeeeeam!

Shout!

Shout!

You gotta scream and shout!

Let her know what you want

And go get it!

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17) Runners Standing Still
by Trans Am

Speaking softly t’wards you

Two rounded words

If the air was transparent

I’d float away

Suddenly songs resemble

Runners standing still

If the air was electric

We’d float away

Sliding sideways trying

Simply to rendez-vous

If the snow was only water

We’d fly away

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18) Surrender to the Night
by Trans Am

[Instrumental]

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19) Sleep Apnea
by Atmosphere
Track 10 on The Day Before Halloween

[Chorus]

If I could commit to you, I won't

Something tell me that I probably don't

If I could commit to you, I won't

Something tell me that I probably don't (Yo, yo, yo, yo)

[Verse 1]

I saw you from the other side of the scene

You wanted us to notice you was kind of extreme

None of my business, I kept my distance

But still I wish y'all the best of interests

The cocaine covered up the whole city

Got 'em fucking around in circles just to keep 'em so busy

Now we fighting a war for what's inside of your brain

We might even die from trying to quiet the pain

Thе price tag grew an arm and a leg

Put thе pharmaceuticals and the parmesan in the bag

You're trying to force that corpse in a box

The water's turned off, but the door still locks

[Chorus]

If I could commit to you, I won't

Something tell me that I probably don't

If I could commit to you, I won't

Something tell me that I probably don't (Uh, uh, uh, uh)

[Verse 2]

We built this cemetery out of sandpaper

Won't ever let 'em tell me that they can't save you

You're not the only one that's wondering if you're the only one

That's not running like the chicken head got amputated

We built this whole prison out of stacked pennies

We used to go swimming in them half-empties

Southsider since the day my father first started

Dropping agriculture in the back of a Chevy

And I don't even know if I'm supposed to be alive

All I know is that I love it when I open up my eyes

And I'm surrounded by these people I would give up my life for

This is what we get high for

[Chorus]

If I could commit to you, I won't

Something tell me that I probably don't

If I could commit to you, I won't

Something tell me that I probably don't

If I could commit to you, I won't

Something tell me that I probably don't

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20) Night Train
by Dub Syndicate

[Lee Scratch Perry]

All you people out there

[sample]

(this stuff real close now)

Welcome to the night train

Welcome..

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