Fatboy Slim

You’re Not From Brighton Lyrics

Atanas Yanev — Tue, 15 Aug 2006 17:08:13 +0000

Funk as we used to play
Funk as we used to play
Funk as we used to play
Funk as we used to play
Funk as we used to play
Funk as we used to play
Funk as we used to play
Funk as we used to

Funk as we used to play
Funk as we used to play
Funk as we used to play
Funk as we used to play

Funk as we used to play
Funk as we used to play
Funk as we used to play
Funk as we used, funk as we used to

You’re not from Brighton
You’re not from Brighton
You’re not from Brighton
You’re, you’re, you’re, you’re

Funk as we used to play
Funk as we used to play
Funk as we used to play
Funk as we used to play

Said check baby, check baby
Check baby, check said
Check baby, check baby
Check one two

Check baby, check baby
Check baby, check said
Check check baby
Check check one two

Check baby, check baby
Check baby, check said
Check baby, check baby
Check one two, ha

Check baby, check baby
Check baby, check said
Check baby, check baby
Check one two

Said check one two, check one two
Check one two, check one two
Check one two

You’re not from Brighton
You’re not from Brighton
You’re not from Brighton
You’re, you’re, you’re

You’re not from Brighton
You’re not from Brighton
You’re not from Brighton
You’re not from Brighton

Funk
Funk
Funk
Funk
Funk
Funk

You’re not from Brighton
You’re not from Brighton
You’re not from Brighton
You’re not from Brighton

Here we go, now here we go
Now here we go, here we go
Now here we go, here we go

You’re not from Brighton
You’re not from Brighton
You’re not from Brighton
You’re not from Brighton

You’re not from Brighton
You’re not from Brighton
You’re not from Brighton

Funk as we, funk as we
Funk as we, funk as we
Funk, funk, funk, funk

Here we go, here we go (funk as we used to play)
Here we go, here we go, here we go (funk as we used to play)
Here we go, here we go (funk as we used to play)
Here we go, here we go (funk as we used to play)

Here we go, here we go
Here we go, here we go, here we go
Here we go, here we go, here we go
Here we go, here we go, here we go

I said check baby, check baby
Check baby, check baby

You’re not from Brighton (here we go, here we go, here we go)
You’re not from Brighton (here we go, here we go, here we go)
You’re not from Brighton (here we go, here we go, here we go)

Funk as we used to play
Funk as we used to play
Funk as we used to play
Funk as we used to play

Funk as we used to play
Funk as we used to play
Funk as we used to play
Funk as we used to play…

Ya Mama Lyrics

Atanas Yanev — Tue, 15 Aug 2006 17:07:37 +0000

Push the tempo

Shake waht your Mama gave ya!

Wonderful Night Lyrics

Atanas Yanev — Tue, 15 Aug 2006 17:07:17 +0000

Yeh, yeh yeh yeh
Uhm hmm hm hm

It’s a wonderful night
You’ve gotta take it from me
It’s a wonderful night

Come on and break it on down

It’s a wonderful night
You’ve gotta shake it for me
It’s a wonderful night

Come on and break it on down

It’s a wonderful night
Everybody can see
It’s a wonderful night

Come on and break it on down

It’s a wonderful night
Go ahead and release
It’s a wonderful night

Come on and break it on down

You know the music search engine need a tune-up
Soon as they out the gate they all a wanna hear da corner, uh-huh
Well that was cool but now but then I heard a rumor, uh-huh
Your crew was ridin’ for the White Cliffs of Dover, uh-huh

Oh let me tell ya how we do it in California
We’ll have you on the run just like a Puma
If it don’t move us
Ain’t paid ya dues and it ain’t gonna get our groove on so
We gonna lose ya to the consumer solution c’mon

It’s a wonderful night
You’ve gotta take it from me
It’s a wonderful night

Come on and break it on down

It’s a wonderful night
You’ve gotta shake it for me
It’s a wonderful night

Come on and break it on down

Girl I want it you got it
Your body’s like a narcotic
The thought is auto-erotic

Can I get it on credit
I guess your brickhouse I’ll bet it
Take it as far as you’ll let it

Come on and break it on down

That the spot will get hot
That its ready to pop
Don’t even look at the clock
All of your problems forgotten
It’s time to rock till you drop
Feel the force and just flock
To the epicenter of the party’s bass tremors c’mon

It’s a wonderful night
You’ve gotta take it from me
It’s a wonderful night

Come on and break it on down

It’s a wonderful night
You’ve gotta shake it for me
It’s a wonderful night

Come on and break it on down

We gonna stimulate your mind
Everybody’s high
Eyes just like a child
Everything feels right

Once you’ve seen the light
You’re gonna move all night
Feel your soul ignite
Everything feels right, right, righhhhhhhhht

We live the masterful life that’s mythical
Feel its chords and its vibes a-typical
Do what you want
It’s alright this mystical time you’ve got
That’s alotted is plentiful

If you stay in this moment so critical
Let the music change your brain stem’s chemicals
Make you feel like your spirit’s invincible
Force centrifugal reaching up to your pinnacle now

It’s a wonderful night
You’ve gotta take it from me
It’s a wonderful night

Come on and break it on down

It’s a wonderful night
You’ve gotta shake it for me
It’s a wonderful night

Come on and break it on down

We rock like Colorado
You’re at it throwin’ bottles
We give a fuck about your status
Who you are tomorrow
Whether you beg or borrow
Or hit the super lotto
Whether your girl look like a minger or a supermodel

Feel the connectedness, energy, disprojected the weighted
The whole collective consciousness
Arise like helium up
Groovin’ out of the question
Won’t disrespect him, but
Our styles fuckin’ Posh, like Dave Beckham c’mon

It’s a wonderful night
You’ve gotta take it from me
It’s a wonderful night

Come on and break it on down

It’s a wonderful night
You’ve gotta shake it for me
It’s a wonderful night

Come on and break it on down

The truth I’m at ‘em and rough ‘em
As hard as the granite get
Never hesitant upon a mic, strike quick
Like an avalanche
Hijack ya like a Comanche
I’m a man on a mission
Rhyme vigilante
Keep all the jealous and the envious antsy
Love to do the club, go with the party people dancin’ uh-huh
And set the mood for all the plottin’ and romancin’ uh-huh
It’s a wonderful night
We’ve got the answer c’mon

It’s a wonderful night
You’ve gotta take it from me
It’s a wonderful night
Come on and break it on down

It’s a wonderful night
You’ve gotta shake it for me
It’s a wonderful night

Come on and break it on down

Weapon of Choice Lyrics

Atanas Yanev — Tue, 15 Aug 2006 17:06:34 +0000

‘For they catch ya Chainsmokin’ (Word)
‘For they catch ya Chainsmokin’ (Word)
‘For they catch ya Chainsmokin’ (Word)
‘For they catch ya Chainsmokin’ (Word)

‘For they catch ya, ‘For they catch ya,
‘For they catch ya, ‘For they catch ya,
‘For they catch ya, ‘For they catch ya,
‘For they catch ya, ‘For they catch ya,

Don’t be shocked by tone of my voice
Check out my new weapon, weapon of choice
Don’t be shocked by tone of my voice
Check out my new weapon, weapon of choice yeah

Listen to the sound of my voice (aah…)
You can check it on out, it’s the weapon of choice yeah

Don’t be shocked by the tone of my voice (aah…)
It’s the new weapon, the weapon of choice

You can blow with this
Or you can blow with that
You can blow with this
Or you can blow with that
Or you can blow with this
Or you can blow with that
Or you can blow with us

You can blow with this
Or you can blow with that
You can blow with this
Or you can blow with that
You can blow with…

Walk without rhythm, it won’t attract the worm
Walk without rhythm, and it won’t attract the worm
Walk without rhythm, and it won’t attract the worm
if you walk without rhythm (uh), you never learn

Don’t be shocked by the tone of my voice
Check out my new weapon, weapon of choice

(Can’t forget to load it)
Before they catch ya Chainsmokin’
(Can’t forget to load it)
Before they catch ya Chainsmokin’
(Can’t forget to load it)
Before they catch ya Chainsmokin’
(Can’t forget to load it)
Before they catch ya Chainsmokin’

You can blow with this
You can blow with that
You can blow with this
Or you can blow with that
Or you can blow with this
Or you can blow with that
Or you can blow with us

You can blow with this
You can blow with that
You can blow with this
Or you can blow with that
Or you can blow with…

Organically grown
Through the hemisphere I roam
To make love to the angels of light, yeah
and my girl
I guess you just don’t understand
It’s gone beyond bein’ a man
As I drift off into the night
I’m in flight
She’s a Boy Scout no doubt
But I’m gonna hold my cool
Cause the music rules, yeah
so groove on baby
Check it out

Halfway between the gutter and the stars, yeah
Halfway between the gutter and the stars, yeah

You can blow with this
Or you can blow with that
You can blow with this
Or you can blow with that
Or you can blow with this
Or you can blow with that
Or you can blow with us

You can blow with this
You can blow with that
You can blow with this
Or you can blow with that
Or you can blow with…

The Weekend Starts Here Lyrics

Atanas Yanev — Tue, 15 Aug 2006 17:05:51 +0000

The weekend…starts here

Sit back (really weird vocoder voice)

The weekend…starts here

Sit back (really weird vocoder voice)

The weekend…starts here

Sit back (really weird vocoder voice)

The weekend…starts here

Sit back (really weird vocoder voice)

The weekend…starts here

The Sound Of Milwaukee Lyrics

Atanas Yanev — Tue, 15 Aug 2006 17:05:25 +0000

Watch that…
But it is hip though the way people dance now
Ya know, you can just,
It’s called doin’ whatever you want to do
Just get up, the weed get to ya, just get up an just
Throw your arms in the air
Throw your arms in the air
Throw your arms in the air
Throw your arms in the air
Throw your arms in the air
Throw your arms in the air
Throw your arms in the air
Throw your arms in the air
Throw your arms in the air
Throw your arms in the air
Throw your arms in the air
Throw your arms in the air

The Rockafeller Skank Lyrics

Atanas Yanev — Tue, 15 Aug 2006 17:05:02 +0000

Intro
DJ: WBCN who’s this?
Brad: Hey this is Brad (this is Brad this is)
DJ: Now uh who’s your favorite artist, who
do you want to hear?
Brad: Well m my favorite artist right now is
Fatboy Slim, that guy kicks ass.
DJ: How tremendous is Fatboy Slim?
Brad: The band of the 90′s, if you want to call
it a band because it’s a one man name.
DJ: Wow…fatboy, and you want to hear that
new fatboy song?
Brad: Absolutely.
DJ: Which one?
Brad: The um funk soul brother check it out.
DJ: Sing it, I don’t know which one.
Brad: Right about now, the funk soul brother
check it out now, the funk soul brother.

Right About Now
The Funk Soul Brother, Check It Out Now
The Funk Soul Brother, Right About Now
The Funk Soul Brother, Check It Out Now
The Funk Soul Brother

Right About Now
The Funk Soul Brother, Check It Out Now
The Funk Soul Brother, Right About Now
The Funk Soul Brother, Check It Out Now

Right About Now
The Funk Soul Brother, Check It Out Now
The Funk Soul Brother, Right About Now
The Funk Soul Brother, Check It Out Now
The Funk Soul Brother, Right About Now
’bout now
’bout now
’bout now
’bout now
’bout now
’bout now
’bout now

Right About Now
The Funk Soul Brother, Check It Out Now
The Funk Soul Brother, Right About Now
The Funk Soul Brother, Right…About…Now
Funk Soul Brother, Right About Now
The Funk Soul Brother, Check It Out Now
The Funk Soul Brother, Right About Now
The Funk Soul Brother, Check It Out Now
The Funk Soul Brother, Right About Now
The Funk Soul Brother, Check It Out Now
The Funk Soul Brother, Right About Now
The Funk Soul Brother

Right About Now
The Funk Soul Brother, Check It Out Now
The Funk Soul Brother, Right About Now
The Funk Soul Brother, Check It Out Now
The Funk Soul Brother, Right About Now
The Funk Soul Brother, Check It Out Now
The Funk Soul Brother, Right About Now
The Funk Soul Brother, Check It Out Now
The Funk Soul Brother, Right About Now
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The Journey Lyrics

Atanas Yanev — Tue, 15 Aug 2006 17:04:02 +0000

That journey-a call me quick,
That journey-a call my name,
That journey-a have it’s way,
an’ have me wonderin’ all my days
That journey-a call me quick,
That journey-a call my name,
That journey-a have it’s way,
an’ have me wonderin’ all my days.

I can’t stay home, I gotta keep movin,
I gotta keep doin’, I gotta get out,
I gotta roam, it’s somethin’ that moves me,
It’s somethin’ that uses me without a doubt,
’cause somewhere abstract coincidence happens,
see someone in passin’ while out and about,
next thing I know I’m happily travelin’,
puttin’ in action ideas that I mouth,
cause I speak it and do it, talk it and walk it,
I’m so bad about it, I shout it out loud,
but try to stay open, the forces in motion,
They keep me on course, it’s this thing that i doubt,
Imprissoned in flesh and reality’s blesses,
that made manifest every woman and child,
I’ll keep on expressin’ reality’s lessons,
explorin’ my prison until I’m let out.

Travelin’ East and West, on every known highway,
South to North carryin’ that torch until I’m old and grey.

Well in the mean time inbetween I’m pushin’ through this,
I said in the main time inbetween I’m on my duty.

Sometimes I get beat up, sometimes I’m the beater,
Sometimes man my feet hurt from walkin’ so long,
Sometimes I’m defeated, sometimes I get cheated,
Sometimes I just need it, ’cause sometimes I’m wrong,
So the question’s repeated, why even try?
When there’s rocks in the road, pot-holes in the lawn,
The victory’s sweeter when obstacles either,
Are side-stepped or crushed on the way to the door,
So I go on my own, have faith in the road,
I can share that control cause I’m never alone.
I hear the creator speak to me through wispers,
On winds the voices of friends and of foes,
I listen to omens, the things that he shows me,
Shows that he knows me and helps me along,
And follow him closely, where he goes mostly,
Guidin’ my path on this map ’till I’m gone

And when they lay me down,
To rest in my Earthly grave,
And when they lay me down,
Navigate that big sky wave.

But in the meantime I, I got my duty,
In the meantime inbetween time I, I got to do this,
In the meantime inbetween time I, I’m pushin through this,
In the meantime inbetween time I, I got my duty.

I got my.. I got my, I got my duty. I got my duty I know!

The Joker Lyrics

Atanas Yanev — Tue, 15 Aug 2006 17:03:25 +0000

Some people call me the space cowboy
Some people call me the gangster of love, yeah
Some people walking round calling me Maurice
Cause I speak of the pompitous of love

People talk about me, baby (People talk about me, bad to)
They say I’m doin’ you wrong, (doin’ you wrong, doin’ you wrong)
Well, don’t let that worry you baby (oh baby ….)
Cause I’m right here, right here, right here, right here at home
(Everybody Singing Along)

Cause I’m a picker
I’m a grinner
I’m a lover
And I’m a sinner
I play the music in the sun

I’m a joker
I’m a smoker
I’m a midnight talker
I give my lovin’ on the run

You’re the cutest thing
That I ever did see
I really love your peaches
I want to shake your tree
Lovey-dovey, dovey-lovey, dovey all the time
Ooo-eee baby, I’m gonna show you a good time babe

Cause I’m a picker
I’m a grinner
I’m a lover
And I’m a sinner
I play the music in the sun

I’m a joker
I’m a smoker
I’m a midnight toker
I sure don’t want to hurt no one

Come on and follow me
You know I really want you for your company
Even though I’m attached to you physically
My computer mechanism wants you mentally
(Shoo be doo be doo shoo be)
You know I really want you for your company
(Shoo be doo be doo doo be)
My computer mechanism wants you mentally

People keep talking about me like a low down dog (like a low life dog)
They say i’m doin ya wrong, doin ya wrong (doin ya wrong)
Well don’t you know, don’t you worry bout a thing pretty mama
Cause i’m right here, right here, right here singing along

Cause I’m a picker
I’m a grinner
I’m a lover
And I’m a sinner
I play the music in the sun

I’m a joker
I’m a smoker
an I’m a fa shizzile dizzile ma nizzle fizzle bizzle
I give my lovin’ on the run

That Old Pair Of Jeans Lyrics

Atanas Yanev — Tue, 15 Aug 2006 17:02:52 +0000

Na, na na, na na na, naaa na na, na na na
Na, na na, na na na, naaa na na, na na na

All you used to do was put me down
But I found a way to pick myself up off the ground
And all you used to do was criticise me
But now I found the good and I emphasise ya see

You would always get so sensitive
And try to turn your transgressions into my guiltiness
But now I’m certain of the way I live
And what I’m responsible for in this twisted game

And it’s such a shame
That you try to make pain
Another word for my name
Whether giving or receiving
It’s one and the same
Just one more link
In your long-ass chain
But it’s time to break
This frame and my strengthful will
Time to jump off this negative cycle we’ve built
Gave my heart
But my self-respect you won’t steal
Now it’s time to let ya know if you can hear me feel me

Na, na na, na na na, naaa na na, na na na
Na, na na, na na na, naaa na na, na na na

So I asked my momma for her two cents
And then I asked my little sister and I asked my friend
Then I asked my poppa once and I asked him again
Came two little consensus from all them opinions
That life is too short to be unhappy
And since I know what I’m worth there’ll be no settling for dirt
Knowing what I deserve is gold
If I want diamonds then I can’t settle for coal

Maybe I was just too strong to let go
Maybe I was just too weak to let it show
Maybe I was just too stubborn to say “No”
But whatever the case I can’t take it no more

Na, na na, na na na, naaa na na, na na na
Na, na na, na na na, naaa na na, na na na

Sometimes I think maybe we’ll patch it all up
Like a favourite pair of jeans that you won’t give up on
Or maybe one of these arguments we’ll make up
And start again like when we started this up
Back when everything was fresh
And every moment a blessing
I’d laugh at all of your jokes
You’d listen to my suggestions
One mind, one soul,
One common destination
Now we can’t help but fight over the direction

Talking ‘Bout My Baby Lyrics

Atanas Yanev — Tue, 15 Aug 2006 17:01:57 +0000

Yeah… yee…
Talkin’ ’bout my baby,
Talkin’ ’bout my baby,
??? go walkin’ down (the) urban street.
I just can’t ???,
??? the wall behind her.
She got a red hot pants on,
She got ??? yellow ???.
???
She’s shakin’ that big ???
???
She said i wanna go out on a picknick with you baby,
Under the big bright yellow sun

Sunset (Bird Of Prey) Lyrics

Atanas Yanev — Tue, 15 Aug 2006 17:01:34 +0000

Bird of prey,
Bird of prey,
Flying high,
Flying high.

In the summer sky,
Flying high.

Gently passing by,
Flying high.

Take me on your flight.
Flying high.

Star 69 Lyrics

Atanas Yanev — Tue, 15 Aug 2006 17:01:04 +0000

What the fuck?
They know what is what,
But they don’t know what is what,
They just strut.

What the fuck?

They just know,
What they know,
What they don’t know,
What is what.

Soul Surfing Lyrics

Atanas Yanev — Tue, 15 Aug 2006 17:00:39 +0000

Jack it up, jack up
Jack it up, jack up
Jack it up, jack up
Jack up, jack up

Jack it up, jack up
Jack up, jack up
Jack up, jack up
Jack up, jack up

Jack it up, jack up
Jack it up, jack up
Jack it up, jack up
Jack up, jack up

Jack it up, jack up
Jack it up, jack up
Jack it up, jack up

Jack it up, jack up
Jack it up, jack up
Jack it up, jack up
Jack up, jack up

With your help, turn you on
With your help, turn you on
With your help, turn you on
With your help, turn you on

With your help, turn you on
With your help, turn you on
With your help, turn you on
With your help, with your help, with your with your with your help

Huuuh bop bop
Huuuh bop bop

Jack it up, jack up
Jack it up, jack up
Jack it up, jack up
Jack up, jack up

Jack it up, jack up
Jack it up, jack up
Jack it up, jack up
Jack up

Jack it up, jack up
Jack it up, jack up
Jack it up, jack up
Jack up, jack up

Huuuh bop bop
Huuuh bop bop
Huuuh bop bop

With your help, turn you on
With your help, turn you on
With your help, turn you on
With your help, turn you on

With your help, turn you on
With your help, turn you on
With your help, turn you on
With your help, with your help, with your help,
with your help, with your help

Huuuh bop bop
Huuuh bop bop
Huuuh bop bop
Huuuh bop bop

Song for Shelter Lyrics

Atanas Yanev — Tue, 15 Aug 2006 17:00:00 +0000

I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deeper
into this thing
the deeper I go
the more knowledge I know
what to sing
what to bring
wha…

I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deeper, deeper, deeper
into the rhythm

Chillin’ in the corner at the shelter all by myself
checkin it out I’m not dancin’ no more but
why? why? why? wha…

How on earth are you supposed to vibe around the fake ones
the one, the ones that say
they know what is what but they don’t know what is what
they just strut
what the fuck?

I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deeper
into this thing
and I pretend that they’re not there
I just stare
up in the booth at the dread man spinnin the song
spinnin it strong
playing things like
we cannot house we can
that’s my shit
what?
whoooooo!

I get deep, I get deep, I get deeper, I get deeper
when people start to disappear
and it’s about six o’clock
whoo I’m feelin’ hot
take off my sweater and my pants
and I start to dance
and all the sweat just goes down my face
and I pretend that there’s nobody there but me in this place
I get deep, yo i get deep

I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deep
he takes all the bass out of the song
and all you hear is highs and its like
oh, shit!
ahh
I get deeper

I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deep
and the rhythm flows through my blood like alcohol
and I get drunk and I’m fallin all over the place
And I catch myself
right on time
right on line
with the beat
and its so sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet

I get deeper
I get deeper
I get deeper

Well if house music was air
and Doctor love would be my song
And I would only take deep breaths
and fill my lungs with the rhythm or the bass
I get deep
I get deep

Now it’s about three A and I see people doin’ fleeays’
spinnin’ jumpin’ and grindin’
as if they had wings on their feet
raising both hands in the air as if Jesus was a DJ himself
spinnin those funky funky funky house beats

And in this temple we all pray in unity for the same thing
rythmatic pause without cause
bass from those high definition speakers
sitting in the corner on each side of the room
givin’ us the boom boom boom
to our zoom zoom zoom

the smell of a L lit while walking by
but the music gets me high
sanctified like and old lady in church
we get happy
we stomp our feet
we clap our hands
we shout
we cry
we dance
and we say
sweet Lord, speak to me
speak to me, speak to me, speak to me
because we love house music
and on this night it brings us together
like a family reunion every week
we eat
we drink
we laugh
we play
we stink
so for all you hip hoppers
you do woppers
name droppers
you pill poppers
come into our house
to get deep

wha
to get deep

You guys just keep it rollin’
You gotta just keep it rollin’
(x19)

Sunday, Monday morning (its backwards)

Out under the big bright yellow sun (x40)

Slash Dot Dash Lyrics

Atanas Yanev — Tue, 15 Aug 2006 16:59:14 +0000

Slash Dot Dash Dot,
Slash Dot Dash Dot,
Slash Dot Dash Dot,
Slash Dot Com

Slash Dot Dash Dot,
Slash Dot Dash Dot,
Slash Dot Dash Dot,
Slash Dot Com.
Dot Com
Dot com
Dot Dot Dot Dot Com

Slash Dot Dash Dot,
Slash Dot Dash Dot,
Slash Dot Dash Dot,
Slash Dot Com.
Slash Dot Dash Dot,
Slash Dot Dash Dot com
Dot com
Dot com

Slash Dot Dash Dot,
Slash Dot Com
Slash Dot Dash Dot,
Slash Dot Com.
Slash Dot Dash Dot,
Slash Dot Dash Dot,
Dot Dot Dot Dot Com

Dash Dot Dash Dot
Dash Dot Com

Slash Dot Dash Dot
Slash Dot Dash Dot
Slash Dot Dash Dot
Slash Dot Com
Slash Dot Dash Dot
Slash Dot Dash Dot Com
Dot Com
Dot Com

Slash Dot Dash Dot
Slash Dot Com
Slash Dot Dash Dot
Slash Dot Com
Slash Dot Dash Dot
Slash Dot Dash Dot
Dot Dot Dot Dot Com

Gone too far, Gone too far,
Gone too far, Gone too far,
Gone too far, Gone too far,
Gone too far

Dash Dot Dash Dot
Dash Dot Com

Slash Dot Dash Dot,
Slash Dot Dash Dot,
Slash Dot Dash Dot,
Slash Dot Com.
Slash Dot Dash Dot,
Slash Dot Dash Dot Com
Dot Com
Dot Com

Slash Dot Dash Dot,
Slash Dot Com.
Slash Dot Dash Dot,
Slash Dot Com.
Slash Dot Dash Dot,
Slash Dot Dash Dot,
Dot Dot Dot, Dot Com.

Gone too far, Gone too far,
Gone too far,
Dash Dot
Dash Dot
Dash Dot Com

Sho-nuff Lyrics

Atanas Yanev — Tue, 15 Aug 2006 16:58:45 +0000

umpin and bumpin’ and thumpin’ and bumpin’
and and and and and and and and and

Right Here, Right Now Lyrics

Atanas Yanev — Tue, 15 Aug 2006 16:57:54 +0000

Right here, right now
Right here, right now
Right here, right now
Right here, right now

Waking up to find your love’s not real
Waking up to find your love’s not real
Waking up to find your love’s not real
Waking up to find your love’s not real

Waking up to find your love’s not real
Waking up to find your love’s not real
Waking up to find, waking up to find
Waking up to find, waking up to find

Right here, right now
Right here, right now
Right here, right now
Right here, right now

Right here, here, here, here
Here, here, here, here
Here, here, here, here
Here, here, here, here

Waking up to find your love’s not real
Waking up to find your love’s not real
Waking up to find your love’s not real
Waking up to find your love’s not real

Right here, right now
Right here, right now
Right here, right now
Right here, right now

Right here, here, here, here
Here, here, here, here
Here, here, here, here
Here, here, here, here

Here, here, here, here
Here, here, here, here
Here, here, here, here
Here, here, here, here

- WBC, and who’s this?
- Hey, this is Brad out of, this is Brad out of, this is…
- Now huh, who’s your, who’s your favorite artist, what do you wanna hear?
- Well, huh, my favorite artist right now is Fatboy Slim, that guy kicks ass.
- How tremendous is Fatboy Slim?
- The band of the nineties, if you wanna call it a band,
because it’s a one man name.
- Wow… Fatboy, and you wanna hear that new Fatboy song?
- Absolutely!
- Which one?
- The huh… it’s “funk soul brother, check it out!”
- Sing it, I don’t know which one!
- Right about now… the funk soul brother…
check it out now… the funk soul brother…

Retox Lyrics

Atanas Yanev — Tue, 15 Aug 2006 16:57:17 +0000

Retox the freak in me,
Retox the freak.

You don’t stop,
And you don’t stop.

Renegade Master (Fatboy Slim Old Skool Mix) – Wildchild Lyrics

Atanas Yanev — Tue, 15 Aug 2006 16:55:58 +0000

Back once again for the renegade master,
D4 damager, power to the people.
back once again for the renegade master,
D4 damager, with the ill behavior.(4X)

Back once again,[with the ill behavior(5X)]

Back once again for the renegade master,
D4 damager, power to the people.
back once again for the renegade master,
D4 damager, with the ill behavior.

Back once again.(2X)

[Back once again, with the ill behavior (fade and return)]

Back once again for the renegade master,
D4 damager, power to the people.
back once again for the renegade master,
D4 damager, with the ill behavior.(5X)\

Back once again,[with the ill behavior(until end)]

Put It Back Together Lyrics

Atanas Yanev — Tue, 15 Aug 2006 16:55:27 +0000

I was moving forward
From the point I’ve come from
I was rolling lowly
This is our song now

Gotta see it
Nothing means I gotta gotta
Feel it
Everything is out I gotta
Hold out
Everything is out I gotta
Day out
Just invite them
Gotta
Bore them
Til I take us out
I gotta feel like
Every single line
I gotta
Clean it out to the side
When we’re not down and out

Put it back together
Put it back together
Put it back together
Put it back together
Put it back together (yeah yeah yeah x3)

Burning down the city
Warning out of something
But I need to find it
‘Cause I got no sun down

Dug a whole was so fun
And a taste thats floating
What it doesn’t meet no
Place to silent sleep now

I gotta feeling
Doesn’t mean I sad because I
Love me
Everything around it isn’t
better
If you sing it loud and I
Jam myself to dawn
I got
So much dissing at the side and
When its
Just another ride and you
Sow yourself to the cat
Bet it _________

Put it back together
Put it back together
Put it back together
Put it back together
Put it back together (yeah yeah yeah x3)

Push And Shove Lyrics

Atanas Yanev — Tue, 15 Aug 2006 16:54:32 +0000

If one kiss led to another, baby
I’m ready to forgive you honey
There’s a light that shines between us
And it’s worth the crying, lady

I was falling on sharp stones then
And my bones were cracking daily
No more weeping and lying now
and I’m holding you forever
and I’m holding you forever

[chorus]
love love Lord above
save us from the push and shove
let us blend together
bind us and forgive us
love love Lord above
save us from the push and shove
let us blend together
bind us and forgive us

Time they say, is the great healer
But I believe in chemicals baby
When the waves come crashing in
We are closer now than ever
We are closer now than ever

There was a cold space between us
Still we bridged that chasm lady
Desire love and friendship
We are sanctified together
We are sanctified together

[chorus]

love love Lord above
save us from that push and shove
love love Lord above
save us from that push and shove
love love Lord above
save us from that push and shove
love love Lord above
save us from that push and shove
love love Lord above
love love Lord above
love love Lord above
save us from that push and shove

[chorus]

Love [x4]

Punk To Funk Lyrics

Atanas Yanev — Tue, 15 Aug 2006 16:54:01 +0000

Punk to funk
Punk to funk

Punk to funk

Punk to funk
Punk to funk

Praise You Lyrics

Atanas Yanev — Tue, 15 Aug 2006 16:52:58 +0000

We’ve come a long long way together,
Through the hard times and the good,
I have to celebrate you baby,
I have to praise you like I should

I have to praise you
I have to praise you
I have to praise you
I have to praise you like I should

I have to praise you
I have to praise you
I have to praise you
I have to praise you

We’ve come a long long way together,
Through the hard times and the good,
I have to celebrate you baby,
I have to praise you like I shouldddddd

I have to praise you
I have to praise you
I have to praise you
I have to praise you
I have to praise you like I should
I have to praise you

North West Three Lyrics

Atanas Yanev — Tue, 15 Aug 2006 16:49:13 +0000

We went to go see the sun go down on
Primrose Hill
We went to go see the sun go down on
Primrose Hill
The sunday evenin’ sun go down on
The sunday evenin’ sun go down on
The sunday evenin’ sun go down on
Primrose Hill

Michael Jackson Lyrics

Atanas Yanev — Tue, 15 Aug 2006 16:27:23 +0000

Where do we go? Michael
Where do we go? Michael
Where do we go? Michael
Where do we go? Michael
Where do we go? Michael
Where do we go? Michael
Where do we go? Michael
Where do we go? Michael
Where do we go? Michael
Where do we go? Michael
Where do we go? Michael
Where do we go? Michael
Where do we go? Michael
Where do we go? Michael
Where do we go? Michael
Where do we go? Michael
Where do we go? Michael
Where do we go? Michael
Where do we go? Michael
Where do we go? Michael

Look out here I come

Michael Jackson look what you’ve done

Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson

Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson

Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson

Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson
Tina Turner
Michael Jackson
Tina Turner
Michael Jackson
Tina Turner
Michael Jackson
Tina Turner
Michael Jackson
Tina Turner
Michael Jackson
Tina Turner
Michael Jackson
Tina Turner
Michael Jackson
Tina Turner
Michael Jackson
Tina Turner
Tina Turner
Tina Turner
Tina Turner
Tina Turner
Tina Turner
Tina Turner
Tina Turner
Tina Turner
Tina Turner
Tina Turner
Tina Turner
Tina Turner

Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson

Michael Jackson look what you’ve done

Mad Flava Lyrics

Atanas Yanev — Tue, 15 Aug 2006 16:26:47 +0000

Wo Ha Ha, Mad Flava Mad Flava.
We Jazzed Up, Unique,
Eight days a week

Love Island Lyrics

Atanas Yanev — Tue, 15 Aug 2006 16:25:46 +0000

House house, house house
House house, house house
House house, house house
House house, house house

House, house, house, house
House, house, house, house
House, house, house, house
House, house, house, house

House house house house, house house house house
House house house house, house house house house

House
House
House

Kalifornia Lyrics

Atanas Yanev — Tue, 15 Aug 2006 16:25:03 +0000

California is druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy
California is druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy
California is druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy
California is druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy

Druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy
Druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy

Down by law, right from the core
Down by law, right from the core
Down-down by-by law-law, right-right from-from the-the core-core
??FromKalissaLissaLissaLissaLissaLissaLissaLissaLissaLissa??

California is druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy
California is druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy
California is druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy
California is druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy

Druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy
Druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy
Druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy
Druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy

California is druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy
California is druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy
California is druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy
California is druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy

Druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy
Druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy
Druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy
Druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy

California is druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy
California is druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy
California is druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy
Ca-ca-li-li-for-for-nia-nia’s drrrrrrrrrrrrrrr-

California is druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy
California is druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy
California is druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy
California is druggy, druggy, druggy, druggy

Down by law, right from the core
Down by law, right from the core
Down by law, right from the core
Down by law, right from the core

Down by right by core by law
Down by right by core by law
Down by right by core by law
From from from right law

Down by right by core by law
Down by right by core by law
Down-down-down-down law-law-law-law
From-from-from-from law-core
KalissaLissaLissaLissaLissaLissaLissaLissaLissaLissaLissaLissaLissaLissa

I See You Baby (Fatboy Slim Remix) (featuring Groove Armada) Lyrics

Atanas Yanev — Tue, 15 Aug 2006 16:23:57 +0000

Dis’ the house that funk built
Groove Armada style!

Uh, what? uh, c’mon, uh, what?
Uh, Wooo! Uh, what? uh, come on, uh what?

Break it on down
ooooooooooooh.

I see you baby
Shakin’ that ass
Shakin’ that ass
Shakin’ that ass
I see you baby
Shakin’ that ass
Shakin’ that ass
Shakin’ that ass
woooooo, close your eyes
n’get sexy with it
my name is grandma funk y’all
you got to get on the dance floor
thats right c’mon
oh this party got it goin on!
aaoow, woooo!
you got to get on the dance floor
thats right, c’mon!
wooooo,
i know y’all know what im talkin about,
dont be lookin at me like that now.
i see ya.
come on, i see ya, get busy with it!
Break it on down

i see you baby
Shakin’ that ass
Shakin’ that ass
Shakin’ that ass
i see you baby
Shakin’ that ass
Shakin’ that ass
Shakin’ that ass
ooooooooooooooooooo
Shakin’ that aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaass

i see you baby
Shakin’ that ass
Shakin’ that ass
Shakin’ that ass
i see you baby
Shakin’ that ass
Shakin’ that ass
Shakin’ that ass
i see you baby
Shakin’ that ass
Shakin’ that ass
Shakin’ that ass
i see you baby
Shakin’ that ass
Shakin’ that ass
i see you baby
Shakin’ that ass
Shakin’ that ass
Shakin’ that ass
i see you baby
Shakin’ that ass
Shakin’ that ass
Shakin’ that ass
oooooooooooooooooh.
this is the the house that funk built
groove armada style.

Going Out Of My Head Lyrics

Atanas Yanev — Tue, 15 Aug 2006 16:23:20 +0000

Going out of my mind
Going out of my mind
Going out of my mind
Going out of my mind
Going out of my mind
Going out of my mind
Going out of my mind
Going out of my mind

Give The Po’ Man A Break Lyrics

Atanas Yanev — Tue, 15 Aug 2006 16:22:39 +0000

Give po’ man a break
Give po’ man a break

Give po’ man a
Give po’ man a
Give po’ man a
Give po’ man a
Give po’ man a
Give po’ man a
Give po’ man a
Give po’ man a
Give po’ man a
Give po’ man a

Give po’ man a
Give po’ man a
Give po’ man a
Give po’ man a
Give po’ man a
Give po’ man a
Give po’ man a
Give po’ man a
Give po’ man a
Give po’ man a
Give po’ man a
Give po’ man a
Give po’ man a
Give po’ man a
Give po’ man a
Give po’ man a
Give po’ man a break
Give po’ man a break
Give po’ man a break
Give po’ man a break
Give po’ man a break
Give po’ man a break
Give po’ man a break
Give po’ man a break
Give po’ man a break
Give po’ man a break
Give po’ man a break
Give po’ man a break
Give po’ man a break
Give po’ man a break
Give po’ man a break
Give po’ man a break
Give po’ man a
Give po’ man a
Give po’ man a
Give po’ man a
Give po’ man a
Give po’ man a
Give po’ man a
Give po’ man a
Give po’ man a
Give po’ man a
Give po’ man a
Give po’ man a
Give po’ man a
Give po’ man a
Give po’ man a
Give po’ man a
Give po (stutter effect)

Give po’ man a break
Give po’ man a break
Give po’ man a break
Give po’ man a break
Give po’ man a break
Give po’ man a break
Give po’ man a break
Give po’ man a break
Give po’ man a
Give po’ man a
Give po’ man a
Give po’ man a
Give po’ man a
Give po’ man a
Give po’ man a
Give po’ man a
Give po’ man a
Give po’ man a
Give po’ man a
Give po’ man a
Give po’ man a
Give po’ man a
Give po’ man a
Give po’ man a

Give po’ man a break
Give po’ man a break
Give po’ man a break
Give po’ man a break
Give po’ man a break
Give po’ man a break
Give po’ man a break
Give po’ man a break

Gangster Tripping Lyrics

Atanas Yanev — Tue, 15 Aug 2006 16:19:52 +0000

We got to
We got to
We got to
We got to

Kick that gangster shit
Come on, we got to kick that gangster shit
Come on, we got to kick that gangster shit
Come on, we got to kick that, kick that gangster shit

We got to kick that gangster shit
Come on, we got to kick that gangster shit
Come on, we got to kick that shit, kick that shit
Kick that shit, come on, come on, come on

We got to kick that gangster shit
Come on, we got to kick that gangster shit
Come on, we got to kick that gangster shit
Come on, we got to kick that shit, come on, come on

We got to kick that gangster shit
Come on, we got to kick that gangster shit
Come on, we got to kick that gangster shit
Come on, we got to kick, come on, come on, come on, we got to

Fuck with your woman
I fuck with your woman
I fuck with your woman
Yeah, Fatboy’s tripping

We got to kick that gangster shit
Come on, we got to kick that gangster shit
Come on, we got to kick that gangster shit
Come on, we got to kick that shit, come on, come on

We got to kick that gangster shit
Come on, we got to kick that gangster shit
Come on, we got to kick that gangster shit
Come on, we got to kick, come on, come on, come on

We got to kick that gangster shit
Come on, we got to kick that gangster shit
Come on, we got to kick that gangster shit
Come on, we got to kick that shit, come on, come on

We got to kick that gangster shit
Come on, we got to kick that gangster shit
Come on, we got to kick that, kick that, kick that, kick that
Kick that, kick that, kick that, kick that

Fuck with your woman
I fuck with your woman
I fuck with your woman
Yeah, Fatboy’s tripping

I fuck with your woman
I fuck with your woman
I fuck with your woman
Yeah, Fatboy’s tripping

I fuck with your woman
I fuck with your woman
I fuck with, fuck with
Fuck with, fuck with

Fuck with your woman
I fuck with your woman
I fuck with your woman
Yeah, Fatboy’s tripping

I fuck with your woman
I fuck with your woman
I fuck with your woman
Yeah, Fatboy’s tripping

I fuck with your woman
I fuck with your woman
I fuck with your woman
Yeah, fuck with your woman

I fuck with your woman
I fuck with your woman
I fuck with your woman
Yeah, Fatboy’s tripping

I fuck with your woman
I fuck with your woman
I fuck with your woman
I fuck with your woman

Fuck with your woman
I fuck with your woman
I fuck with your woman
I fuck with your woman

I fuck with, fuck with
Fuck with, fuck with
Oooh, ah
Ah ah

Fuck with your woman
I fuck with your woman
I fuck with your woman
Yeah, Fatboy’s tripping

I fuck with your woman
I fuck with your woman
I fuck with your woman
Yeah, Fatboy’s tripping

I fuck with your woman
I fuck with your woman
I f-

We got to kick that gangster shit
Come on, we got to kick that gangster shit
Come on, we got to kick that gangster shit
Come on, we got to kick that shit, come on, come on

We got to kick that gangster shit
Come on, we got to kick that gangster shit
Come on, we got to kick that gangster shit
Come on, we got to kick, come on, come on, come on

We got to kick that gangster shit
Come on, we got to kick that gangster shit
Come on, we got to kick that gangster shit
Come on, we got to kick that shit, come on, come on

We got to kick that gangster shit
Come on, we got to kick that gangster shit
Come on, we got to kick that gangster shit
Come on, we got to kick, come on, come on, come on

We got to kick that gangster shit
Come on, we got to kick that gangster shit
Come on, we got to kick that gangster shit
Come on, we got to kick that shit, come on, come on

We got to kick that shit, kick that shit, kick that shit
Kick that shit, kick that shit, kick that shit
Kick, kick that, kick that, kick that, kick that
Kick that, kick that, kick that, kick that

Ki-ki-ki-ki-ki-ki-ki-ki th-th-th-th-th-th-th-th
Sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t

Fuck with your woman
I fuck with your woman
I fuck with your woman
Yeah, Fatboy’s tripping

I fuck with your woman
I fuck with your woman
I fuck with your woman
Yeah, Fatboy’s tripping

I fuck with, fuck with
Fuck with, fuck with
Fuck with
Huh

Fuck with your woman
I fuck with your woman
I fuck with your woman
Yeah, Fatboy’s tripping

I fuck with your woman
I fuck with your woman
I fuck with your woman
Yeah, Fatboy’s tripping

I fuck with your woman
I fuck with your woman
I fuck with your woman
I fuck with your woman

I fuck with your woman
I fuck with your woman
I fuck with your woman
Yeah, Fatboy’s tripping

I fuck with your woman
I fuck with your woman
I fuck with your woman
I fuck with your woman

Baby
Baby

Fucking In Heaven Lyrics

Atanas Yanev — Tue, 15 Aug 2006 16:19:09 +0000

Fatboy Slim is singing in heaven
Fatboy Slim is singing in heaven
Fatboy Slim is singing in heaven
singing ‘n singing ‘n singing in heaven
Fatboy Slim is singing in heaven
Fatboy Slim is singing in heaven
Fatboy Slim is singing in heaven
singing ‘n singing ‘n singing in heaven
Fatboy Slim is singing in heaven
Fatboy Slim is singing in heaven
Fatboy Slim is singing in heaven
singing ‘n singing ‘n singing in heaven
Fatboy Slim is singing in heaven
Fatboy Slim is singing in heaven
Fatboy Slim is singing in heaven

Fatboy Slim is singing in heaven
Fatboy Slim is singing in heaven
Fatboy Slim is singing in heaven
singing ‘n singing ‘n singing in heaven
Fatboy Slim is singimg in heaven
Fatboy Slim is singing in heaven
Fatboy Slim is singing in heaven
simgimg ‘n singing ‘n singing in heaven
Fatboy Slim is singing in heaven
Fatboy Slim is singing in heaven
Fatboy Slim is singing in heaven
singing ‘n singing ‘n singing in heaven
Fatboy Slim is singing in heaven
Fatboy Slim is singing in heaven
Fatboy Slim is singing in heaven
singing ‘n singing ‘n singing in heaven

Fatboy Slim is simgimg
Innging in
Innging in
Innging in
Innging in
Innging in
Innging in
Innging in
Innging in
Innging in
Innging in
Innging in
Innging in
Innging in
Innging in
Innging in
Innging in
Innging in
Innging in
Innging in
Innging in
Innging in
Innging in
Innging in
Innging in
Innging in
Innging in
Innging in
Innging in
Innging in
Innging in
Innging in

Please don’t play this for anybody.
I don’t normally do this . .

Everybody Needs A 303 Lyrics

Atanas Yanev — Tue, 15 Aug 2006 16:18:24 +0000

Check this out
this out
this out
this out
this out
this out
this out
this out
this out
this out

Everybody needs love
Everybody needs love

Check this out
this out
this out
this out
this out
this out
this out
this out
this out
this out

Everybody needs love
Everybody needs love

Check this out
this out
this out
this out
this out
this out
this out
this out
this out
this out

Everybody needs love
Everybody needs love
Everybody needs love
Everybody needs love
needs love
needs love
needs love
needs love
needs love
needs love
needs love
needs love
needs love
needs love
needs love
needs love
needs love
needs love
needs love
needs love
needs love
needs love
needs love
needs love
needs love (stutter effect)
need love

Everybody needs love
Everybody needs love
Everybody needs love
Everybody needs love
love (repeats fade out)

El Bebe Masoquista Lyrics

Atanas Yanev — Tue, 15 Aug 2006 16:17:22 +0000

(intro)
My Masochistic baby went and left me
My Masochistic baby went and left me
My Masochistic baby went and left me
My Masochistic baby went and left me
Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh

Go, Give it up, give it up (x8)

(verse 1)
(in background)
Go, Give it up, give it up (x8)

(Main Lyrics)
My Masochistic baby went and left me
My Masochistic baby went and left me
My Masochistic baby went and left me
My Masochistic baby went and left me
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

(verse 2)
My Masochistic baby went and left me
My Masochistic baby went and left me
My Masochistic baby went and left me
My Masochistic baby went and left me
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

(verse 3)
My Masochistic baby went and left me
My Masochistic baby went and left me
My Masochistic baby went and left me
My Masochistic baby went and left me
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

(verse 4)
Go, Give it up, give it up (x8)

(final verse)
My Masochistic baby went and left me
My Masochistic baby went and left me
My Masochistic baby went and left me
My Masochistic baby went and left me
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Drop The Hate Lyrics

Atanas Yanev — Tue, 15 Aug 2006 16:16:32 +0000

Drop the hate…

Don’t Let The Man Get You Down Lyrics

Atanas Yanev — Tue, 15 Aug 2006 16:14:46 +0000

And the sign said long haired,freaky people need not apply
(18x)

Demons (featuring Macy Gray) Lyrics

Atanas Yanev — Tue, 15 Aug 2006 16:13:35 +0000

They say she had a heart attack
I think the preacher’s coming back
And I’m frying ‘cos all my love’s electrifying
And I’m comfy like a cess-pool
Wanna be with you
And it’s my premonition
I better give my heart a listen
And my preacher say
All of your demons will wither away
Ecstacy comes and they cannot stay

You’ll understand when you come my way
‘Cos all of my demons have withered away
They said he shook himself to death
I wanna dance ’til my last breath
But mister disco only parties hard in Frisco
And I’m comfy like a cess-pool
Wanna be with you
And it’s my premonition
I better give my heart a listen
And my preacher say
All of your demons will wither away
Ecstacy comes and they cannot stay
You’ll understand when you come my way
‘Cos all of my demons have withered away

Build It Up – Tear It Down Lyrics

Atanas Yanev — Tue, 15 Aug 2006 16:12:36 +0000

Bounce, bounce
Bounce, bounce
Bounce, bounce
B-b-b-b-b-bounce

Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce

Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
Bounce, bounce, b-b-b-b-b

Build it up
Tear it down
Build it up
Tear it down

Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce

Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
Bounce, bounce, b-b-b-b-b

Build it up
Tear it down
Build it up
Tear it down

Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce

Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce

Come on, come on
Come on, come on
Come on, come on
Come on, come on

Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
Bounce, bounce, b-b-b-b-b

Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce

Brimful Of Asha (Norman Cook Remix) (featuring Cornershop) Lyrics

Atanas Yanev — Tue, 15 Aug 2006 16:11:08 +0000

There’s dancing
Behind movie scenes
Behind the movie scenes
Sadi Rani
She’s the one that keeps the dream alive
from the morning
past the evening
to the end of the light

||: Brimful of Asha on the 45
Well it’s a brimful of Asha on the 45 : ||

And dancing
Behind movie scenes
Behind those movie scenes
Asha Bhosle
She’s the one that keeps the dream alive
from the morning
past the evening
to the end of the light

|| : Brimful of Asha on the 45
Well it’s a brimful of Asha on the 45 : ||

Everybody needs a bosom for a pillow
Everybody needs a bosom
Mine’s on the 45

And singing
Illuminate the main streets
And the cinema aisles
We don’t care bout no
Gov’t warnings,
’bout their promotion of a simple life
And the dams they’re building

||: Brimful of Asha on the 45
Well it’s a brimful of Asha on the 45 : ||

Everybody needs a bosom for a pillow
Everybody needs a bosom
Mine’s on the 45

||: Brimful of Asha on the 45
Well it’s a brimful of Asha on the 45 : ||

Everybody needs a bosom for a pillow
Everybody needs a bosom

I’m singin’, and dancin’

Mine’s on the RPM!!!

Bird Of Pray Lyrics

Atanas Yanev — Tue, 15 Aug 2006 16:08:46 +0000

Bird of prey, bird of prey
Fly in high. fly in high
Bird of prey, bird of prey
In the summer sky, fly in high
Fly in high, fly in high
Take me on your fly, fly in high
Fly in high

Bird of prey, bird of prey
Fly in high,fly in high
Bird of prey, bird of prey
In the summer sky, fly in high

Bird of prey, bird of prey
Jump me pass apart, fly in high
Fly in high

Bird of prey, bird of prey
Fly in high, fly in high
Bird of prey,bird of prey
Jump me pass apart,fly in high
Fly in high, fly in high
Fly in high, fly in high
Fly in high, fly in high
Take me over side, fly in high

Always Read The Label Lyrics

Atanas Yanev — Tue, 15 Aug 2006 16:06:25 +0000

(intro…)
La vida de la sorpresa,
aserpros al ed adiv aL(first line backwards)
A to the beat ya’ll and ya don’t stop
To the beat y’all and ya don’t stop (repeat)
and ya don’t…
and ya don’t…
“ah yeah”
to the beat ya’ll, ya don’t stop

Acid 8000 Lyrics

Atanas Yanev — Tue, 15 Aug 2006 16:04:43 +0000

Your booty move, your booty move
Your booty move, your booty move
Your booty move, your booty move
Your booty move, your booty move

Your booty move

- It’s so easy to get acid, you can get it anywhere.

If you don’t make your booty move, your booty must be dead
If you don’t make your booty move, your booty must be dead
If you don’t make your booty move, your booty must be dead
If you don’t make your booty move, your booty must be dead

If you don’t make your booty move, your booty must be dead
If you don’t make your booty move, your booty must be dead
If you don’t make your booty move, your booty move, your booty move
Your booty move, your booty move, your booty move, your booty move

Your booty move, your booty move
Your booty move, your booty move
Your booty move, your booty move
Your booty move, your booty move

Your booty move, your booty move
Your booty move, your booty move
Your booty move, your booty move
Your booty move

Demons, video clip

Atanas Yanev — Tue, 15 Aug 2006 14:02:31 +0000

Demons

Santa Cruz, video clip

Atanas Yanev — Tue, 15 Aug 2006 13:59:19 +0000

Santa Cruz

Close to Home, video clip

Atanas Yanev — Tue, 15 Aug 2006 13:57:26 +0000

Close to Home

Don’t let the Man bring you down, video clip

Atanas Yanev — Tue, 15 Aug 2006 13:54:37 +0000

Don’t let the Man bring you down

Mighty Dub Kats – Magic Carpet Ride (Fatboy Slim remix) (1997)

Atanas Yanev — Tue, 15 Aug 2006 13:51:29 +0000

Mighty Dub Kats – Magic Carpet Ride (Fatboy Slim remix) (1997)

Gig At Brighton Beach, live

Atanas Yanev — Tue, 15 Aug 2006 13:49:46 +0000

Gig At Brighton Beach, live

Groove Armada – I See You Baby (Fatboy Slim Remix)

Atanas Yanev — Tue, 15 Aug 2006 13:46:38 +0000

Groove Armada – I See You Baby (Fatboy Slim Remix)

Fatboy Slim Interview, Claudiu Sara

Atanas Yanev — Tue, 15 Aug 2006 13:44:21 +0000

Fatboy Slim Interview, Claudiu Sara

Renegade Master (Fatboy Slim Old Skool Mix), video clip

Atanas Yanev — Tue, 15 Aug 2006 13:41:37 +0000

Renegade Master (Fatboy Slim Old Skool Mix)

Brimful Of Asha (Cornershop FBS Remix), video clip

Atanas Yanev — Tue, 15 Aug 2006 13:39:19 +0000

Brimful Of Asha (Cornershop FBS Remix)

Gangster Trippin’, video clip

Atanas Yanev — Tue, 15 Aug 2006 13:37:35 +0000

Gangster Trippin’

Gangster Trippin’, video clip

Atanas Yanev — Tue, 15 Aug 2006 13:36:30 +0000

Gangster Trippin’

Global Gathering, pt. 2, live

Atanas Yanev — Tue, 15 Aug 2006 13:34:51 +0000

Global Gathering, pt. 2

Wonderful Night, video clip

Atanas Yanev — Tue, 15 Aug 2006 13:30:53 +0000

Wonderful Night

Slash Dot Dash, video clip

Atanas Yanev — Tue, 15 Aug 2006 13:28:39 +0000

Slash Dot Dash

The Rockafeller Skank, video clip

Atanas Yanev — Tue, 15 Aug 2006 13:26:35 +0000

The Rockafeller Skank

Praise You, video clip

Atanas Yanev — Tue, 15 Aug 2006 13:24:41 +0000

Praise You

Rockness Video Live

Atanas Yanev — Tue, 15 Aug 2006 13:20:50 +0000

Rockness Video

Sunset (Bird of Prey), video clip

Atanas Yanev — Tue, 15 Aug 2006 13:16:47 +0000

Sunset (Bird of Prey)

That Old Pair of Jeans, video clip

Atanas Yanev — Tue, 15 Aug 2006 13:10:47 +0000

That Old Pair of Jeans

The Joker, video clip

Atanas Yanev — Tue, 15 Aug 2006 13:07:32 +0000

The Joker

Push The Tempo, video clip

Atanas Yanev — Tue, 15 Aug 2006 13:02:58 +0000

Push The Tempo

Right Here, Right Now, video clip

Atanas Yanev — Tue, 15 Aug 2006 12:56:28 +0000

Right Here, Right Now

Weapon Of Choice, video clip

Atanas Yanev — Tue, 15 Aug 2006 12:42:09 +0000

Weapon Of Choice, video clip

Superb video, starring Christopher Walken as a fu-fighter dancer

Signature Series, Vol. 1: Greatest Remixes, Album

Atanas Yanev — Thu, 10 Aug 2006 10:15:59 +0000

Signature Series, Vol. 1: Greatest Remixes, FatBoy Slim
Released in 2000

Tracklist:

1. Renegade Master (Fatboy Slim Old Skool Mix) – Wildchild

2. Get Up! Go Insane! (Fatboy Really Lost It Mix) – Stretch ‘N’ Vern

3. The World’s Made Up Of This And That (Fatboy Slim Remix) – Deeds Plus Thoughts

4. What Is Kahuna? (Fatboy Slim’s ‘Smell The Kahuna’ Mix) – F.C. Kahuna

5. Dubby Jointy (Fatboy Slim Remix) – Psychedeliasmith

6. Magic Carpet Ride (Fatboy Slim Latin Ska Acid Breakbeat Mix) – Mighty Dub Katz

7. I’m A Disco Dancer (And A Sweet Romancer) (Fatboy Slim Remix) – Christopher Just

8. Roll The Dice (Fatboy Slim Vocal Mix) – Lunatic Calm

9. King Of Snake (Fatboy Slim Remix) – Underworld

10. E.V.A. (Fatboy Slim Remix) – Jean Jacques Perrey

Short review:
Must-have!

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Subtlety does not exist in Fatboy Slim’s world. The no-nonsense king of big beat has a job to do: get the party started right. The relentless musical hook is at the center of Greatest Remixes. Reggae and ska rhythms (“Magic Carpet Ride,” “Get Up! Go Insane!”), R&B lines (“The World’s Made Up of This and That,” “What Is Kahuna?”), and acid-synth (“Roll the Dice”) are all just grist for the groove mill. “Dubby Jointy” is the disc’s wildest track. Backwards tape whooshes, a screaming guitar lick, and a crazed, creepy vocal part coalesce into an inspired version. The album’s closer, a remix of “E.V.A.” by Jean Jacques Perrey surprises. Fatboy knows enough not to mess too much with the 30-year-old song. The original–funky, loungy, and spacy–could have been recorded last week. –Fred Cisterna

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Illuminati, Album

Atanas Yanev — Thu, 10 Aug 2006 10:11:06 +0000

Illuminati, FatBoy Slim

Released in 2002

Tracklist:

1. Illuminati

2. Star 69 – (Timo Maas mix)

3. Song For Shelter – (Pete Heller Stylus Style Long)

4. Drop The Hate – (Laid mix)

5. Sunset – (Darren Emerson mix)

6. Demons – (Stanton Warriors mix)

Short review:

Avarage compilation, must-have for collectioners

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Featuring one new track and five remixes, Illuminati is one of three late 2002 EPs from Fatboy Slim (along with Camber Sands and The Pimp) that are based on material from his 2000 record, Halfway Between the Gutter and the Stars. After a flood of imports, bootlegs, and singles that have already been released in Halfway’s wake, Illuminati distinguishes itself on the strength of its single original track, “Illuminati.” Featuring Bootsy Collins on vocals, the song peels paint off walls as efficiently as Slim’s “Because We Can” from the Moulin Rouge soundtrack did last year. Filling out the record are some of the more innovative remix tracks that have been done from Halfway’s material, including Timo Maas’s take on “Star 69″ and a nocturnal, trance-based mix of “Sunset” from Darren Emerson. If you’re a Fatboy completist (and God help you if you are), or if you’ve been unable to track down these remixes, Illuminati offers an interesting extension of Halfway’s vaguely mystical themes and playfully adventurous house music. –Matthew Cooke

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Live on Brighton Beach, Album

Atanas Yanev — Thu, 10 Aug 2006 10:04:02 +0000

Live on Brighton Beach, FatBoy Slim

Released in 2002

Tracklist:

1. Born Slippy (Nuxx) – Underworld

2. Right Here Right Now – Fatboy Slim

3. Austins Groove – Kid Creme

4. Southern Thing – Scanty

5. The Groovy Thing – Minimal Funk

6. Pray – Santos

7. The Talk – The Clumps

8. Where’s Your Head At? – Basement Jaxx

9. Jack it Up – Fatboy Slim

10. Rocket Base – Jark Prongo

11. Drop Some Drums (Original Version) – (Love) Tattoo

12. Put Your Hands Up – Black And White Brothers

13. 3-2-1 Fire! – Santos

14. Star 69 – Fatboy Slim

15. The Real Life (Fatboy Slim Mix) – Raven Maize

16. Sunset (Bird Of Prey) – Fatboy Slim

17. Phat Planet (Album Version) – Leftfield

18. Speak Lord (I Get Deep) – Roland Clark

Short review:

Underworld, Fatboy Slim, Basement Jaxx, Leftfield in one set.. can you imagine ?

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On a crystal clear English summer’s evening in 2001, Norman Cook played a celebrated DJ set in front of an estimated 30,000 loved-up Brightonians, generating two hours of typically hedonistic party mayhem. It’s these two hours–or, at least, an edited version of them–that make up Cook’s first mix album in ages and a perfect souvenir of the night now known as “Normstock.” Soundwise, the album sees Senor Fatboy doing what he does best–mashing up thumping dance floor favorites with a sweat-drenched party panache. Those expecting classic big beat belters are in for a shock, though, since Mr. Slim is more into straight-up house and techno these days–albeit with a party twist. So, we get some of 2001′s biggest records–Basement Jaxx’s “Where’s Your Head At?,” Raven Maze’s “The Real Life,” a couple from Santos–alongside a smattering of classics (Leftfield’s “Phat Planet,” an anthemic version of Underworld’s “Born Slippy”) and the off Fatboy number to keep the regulars happy. The result is a hot, sweaty, grimy mix that captures the sound and feel of Norman Cook’s DJ sets, even if it does feel a touch out of date. –Matt Anniss

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Fatboy Slim / Norman Cook Collection, Album

Atanas Yanev — Thu, 10 Aug 2006 09:51:10 +0000

Fatboy Slim/Norman Cook Collection, FatBoy Slim

Released in 2000

Tracklist:

1. Won’t Talk About It – Beats International

2. Psyche Rock (Fatboy Slim Malpaso Mix) – Pierre Henry

3. The World Is Made Up Of This & That (Fatboy Slim Mix) – Deeds + Thoughts

4. Echo Chamber – Beats International

5. Dub Be Good To Me – Beats International

6. E.V.A. (Fatboy Slim Remix – Radio Edit) – Jean Jacques Perrey

7. I Left My Wallet In El Segundo (Vampire Mix) – A Tribe Called Quest

8. The Sun Doesn’t Shine – Beats International

9. Start An Avalanche – Shinehead

10. Renegade Master (Fatboy Slim Old Skool Mix) – Wildchild

11. Roll The Dice (Fatboy Slim Vocal Mix) – Lunatic Calm

12. Payback (The Final Mixdown) – James Brown

13. Tribute To King Tubby – Beats International

Short review:

Nice compilation at all

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Norman Cook’s Fatboy Slim alter ego has become a big-beat legend (if legendary status can be bestowed on such a young genre) and thus a separate entity from Cook’s earlier career incarnations. This collection demonstrates, however, that while evolving profoundly from more acoustic pursuits like the Housemartins and the reggae-flavored, early house music of Beats International, Cook has maintained a long musical memory. After 15 years spent producing an impressive roster of other people’s records along with his own, the extraordinary diversity and inventiveness he displays on a set of turntables is the inevitable result of sharp, tasteful ears. Reimagining a classic King Tubby reggae melody for “Tribute to King Tubby,” Cook acknowledges the de facto inventor of dub music, even while stamping it with his own thoroughly modern dub-beat approach. Likewise, Cook digs around in the space-age pop of early electronic artist Jean Jacques Perrey’s “E.V.A.,” unlocking that song’s cheesy-smooth melodies with sample-laden aplomb. Too often, Cook’s Fatboy persona (and big beat in general) is derided for a supposedly brainless approach to dance music, but that criticism misses the point. What’s amazing is how he manages, with such an unwieldy assortment of influences, to mix with the ear of an interpreter, rather than a revisionist, while still making it listenable enough to warrant the accusation of brainlessness in the first place. –Matthew Cooke

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Big Beach Boutique II

Atanas Yanev — Thu, 10 Aug 2006 09:33:49 +0000

Big Beach Boutique II, FatBoy Slim

Released in 2002

Tracklist:

1. Reach Out – Midfield General/Linda Lewis

2. Talking ‘Bout My Baby – Fatboy Slim (Midfield General’s Disco Reshuffle)

3. Superstylin’ – Groove Armada

4. Haze – Danmass

5. Tied To The Mast – Lo Fidelity Allstars

6. It Just Won’t Do – Tim Deluxe (dub)

7. 77 Strings – Chamonix

8. Crazy Talk – Space Cowboy (dub)

9. Sexiest Man In Jamaica – Mint Royale

10. Hi Jackers – Glen Masters

11. Lazy – X Press 2 (Fatboy Slim Dub mix)

12. Let Me Show You – Camisra

13. Long Time – Static Revenger

14. Lord Of The Land – Cyclone

15. Farfisa – Fusion Orchestra

16. Let The Drums Speak – Mighty Dub Katz

17. Pure Shores – All Saints (Norman Cook re-edit)

Short review:

Super Music for Party People. Nothing else to say. Hear and watch. Carefully.

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For a few hours one scorching July day, Brighton Beach became the venue for the Big Beach Boutique II, one of the biggest parties the UK has ever seen. Thanks to the city’s star resident, one Mr. Cook (a.k.a. Fatboy Slim), 250,000 revelers were able to forget a decade of shindig-stifling legislation and party for free while perfecting that great move “the pebble shuffle.” Predictably, a wave of negative press followed, but for anyone who was there, it was one of the most memorable events since the sun set on the Summer of Love. It’s nearly impossible to bottle that kind of atmosphere, but Big Beach Boutique II is a good attempt to bring the sun to your speakers. While excerpts from support DJ sets such as Groove Armada’s midpaced “Superstylin’” and the Lo Fidelity Allstars’ feisty “Tied to the Mast” create a carnival feel, it’s only when Cook kicks off with Tim Deluxe’s “It Just Won’t Do (dub)” that things really get going. If not the most eclectic mix album ever made, it has enough superb moments, like Cook’s magnificent mix of X Press 2′s “Lazy,” to make BBB II a great slice of nostalgia. –Christopher BarrettBig Beach Boutique is the album from the biggest beach party ever seen in the seaside UK resort of Brighton and has been compiled by Norman Cook (Fatboy Slim) & Damian Harris (aka Mindfield General & owner, Skint records). It features 17 of the best tracks from the night, as well as a few others that are set to be big ones. Southern Fried Records. 2002.

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Bondi Beach: New Years Eve 2006, Album

Atanas Yanev — Thu, 10 Aug 2006 09:29:07 +0000

Bondi Beach: New Years Eve 2006, FatBoy Slim

Released in 2006

Tracklist:

1. Revolution – Stephane Malca

2. To the Club [Highpass Remix] – Spankox

3. I Can C Thru U [Hughes & Spier Mix] – Britalics

4. Crazy Sexy Hypnotic [Full Vocal Mix]

5. Would You Say Thankyou If I Spank You? [Original Mix]

6. This Is Sick – Solid Groove

7. Young and Beautiful [the Laurent Konrad Remix]

8. Samba! – Tomboy

9. Sabor [Denis & Jerry's New Bangin 2005 Mix] – Jerry Ropero

10. No More Conversations [Mylo Remix] – Freeform Five

11. Washing Up [Tiga Remix]

12. Orbital Dance Machine

13. Release the Pressure [Fatboy Slim Remix]

14. Up & Down – Scent

15. Satisfy Me [Jacked Up Funk Mix]

16. Bump & Grind

17. Acid Conga [Madox Adventures in Drum Remix] – DJ Icey

18. This Feelin’ [Original Mix] – AB & RJ,

19. Waterman [Original Mix] – Olav Basoski

Short review:

New Years Eve 2006, Bondi Beach. 15483274583247583245 people dancing with FatBoy Slim.

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Australian exclusive! It doesn’t get much bigger than this! The one and only Fatboy Slim is heading Down Under for the New Year’s Eve beach party to end them all. There won’t be a seagull in sight as Norman Cook takes to the decks at Bondi Beach for one helluva party alongside some local DJ talent. Playing at Fuzzy’s ‘Shore Thing’ this extremely exclusive event will be a historic moment for dance music in Australia as there were only 15,000 tickets available. And what better way to celebrate this event than with a spanking new mix CD from the man himself. In 2002, when he threw his second Big Beach Boutique in his home town of Brighton, 250,000 turned up to party – a crowd twice the size of the Glastonbury Festival. Another Big Beach bash in Rio in March in 2004 drew Fatboy’s biggest ever single audience – a staggering 360,000 people. And now, its Australia’s turn to get a taste of the Fatboy Slim beach party experience. The CD is a world exclusive especially compiled for Australia, and features tracks and mixes from Freeform Five, Tiga, Thomas Anderson, Spankox, Mylo, Friendly, Yer Man, The Young Punx, Olav Basoski and Fatboy Slim himself just to name a few. The Funk Soul Brother will also headline the infamous Summadayze New Years Day event at the Sidney Myer Music Bowl in Melbourne which attracts over 20,000 people each year. 2005.

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On the Floor at the Boutique, album

Atanas Yanev — Thu, 10 Aug 2006 09:18:51 +0000

On the Floor at the Boutique, FatBoy Slim

Released in 2006

Tracklist:

1. Michael Viner’s Incredible Bongo Band – Apache

2. Fred Wesley & The Horny Horns – Discositdown

3. Clockwork Voodoo Freaks – Deaf Mick’s Throwdown

4. Jungle Brothers – Because I Got It Like That

5. Bassbin Twins – Vol 1 Side 2 Track 2

6. Mr Natural – That Green Jesus

7. Deeds Plus Thoughts – The World’s Made Up Of This And That (Fatboy Slim Mix)

8. Fatboy Slim – Michael Jackson

9. DJ Tonka – Phun-Ky

10. Cut And Paste – Forget It

11. Buzz Thrill – Everybody In The House

12. CLS – Can You Feel It?

13. Aldo Bender – Acid Enlightenment

14. Christopher Just – I’m A Disco Dancer

15. Hardknox – Psychopath

16. Cirrus – Break In

17. Psychedeliasmith – Give Me My Auger Back

18. Cut La Roc – Post Punk Progression

19. Fatboy Slim – The Rockafeller Skank

Short review:

If you don’t know what “On the Floor at the Boutique” is – skip to google.com and search for something. Amazing sounds.

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Finally, the U.S. sees a domestic release of Fatboy Slim’s On the Floor at the Boutique, hands down one of the most thrilling, addictive DJ mix albums ever released. Recorded live in 1998 at the Big Beat Boutique (epicenter of the mid- to late-’90s big-beat movement), Norman Cook, a.k.a. Fatboy Slim, takes the listener on a fascinating, diverse tour of four-on-the-floor sounds. What’s always made Cook so great is the way that he seamlessly blends seemingly incongruous sounds to create righteously cool, shiny new beats; he truly is the trainspotting vinyl freak with an uncanny talent for creating accessible dance-floor shakers built of weird components. Take track 4–who’d have thought a spry blue-beat ska sample, an ELO riff, phat beats, a few stray horn riffs, and a sped-up Jungle Brothers vocal track would be one of the coolest things heard all year? –Mike McGonigal

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The Greatest Hits: Why Try Harder, Album

Atanas Yanev — Thu, 10 Aug 2006 09:09:12 +0000

The Greatest Hits: Why Try Harder, FatBoy Slim

Released in 2006

Tracklist:

1. Rockafeller Skank

2. Praise You

3. Brimful of Asha – Cornershop (Norman Cook remix)

4. Weapon of Choice

5. Gangster Trippin’

6. I See You Baby – Groove Armada (Fatboy Slim Remix)

7. Wonderful Night

8. Right Here, Right Now

9. Going Out Of My Head

10. Sunset (Bird of Prey)

11. Everybody Loves a Carnival

12. Don’t Let The Man Get You Down

13. Demons

14. Sho Nuff

15. Slash Dot Dash

16. Santa Cruz

17. Champion Sound

18. That Old Pair of Jeans

Short review:

A must-have compilation, best of FatBoy Slim in one place, six star and recommended with three hands

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The Greatest Hits: Why Try Harder brings together all the songs that made Fatboy Slim the biggest dance artist and DJ on the planet. This collection includes two brand new tracks “That Old Pair of Jeans” featuring vocalist Lateef of Blackalicious, and “Champion Sound,” plus Fatboy Slim’s two biggest selling remixes, Cornershop’s “Brimful of Asha” and Groove Armada’s “I See You Baby.” The CD has every essential Fatboy Slim hit, featuring vocal contributions from Macy Gray, Bootsy Collins, Jim Morrison, Yvonne Elliman, and Five Man Electrical Band.

Also available on July 18, 2006: “The Greatest Hits: Why Make Videos” DVD with all of Fatboy’s genre defining and hilarious award winning videos.

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Better Living Through Chemistry, Album

Atanas Yanev — Thu, 10 Aug 2006 09:00:40 +0000

Better Living Through Chemistry, FatBoy Slim

Released in 1996

Tracklist:

1. Song For Lindy

2. Santa Cruz

3. Going Out Of My Head

4. The Weekend Starts Here

5. Everybody Needs A 303

6. Give The Po’ Man A Break

7. 10th & Crenshaw

8. First Down

9. Punk To Funk

10. The Sound Of Milwaukee

11. Michael Jackson

12. Next To Nothing

Short review:

Classical sounds, begining of FatBoy Slim’s big bang in the music – “Santa Cruz”, “Song For Lindy”, “Punk To Funk”…

Other reviews:

Amazon.com
Fatboy Slim (also known as Norman Cook, formally of the Housemartins) has composed a collection of tracks so dependent on samples that they’ll keep “Name That Tune” fans busy for hours. The single “Going out of My Head” is crafted with funky beats thrown down on top of the guitar riff from the Who’s classic “I Can’t Explain.” Mr. Slim borrows, begs, and steals from some of the best. You’ll hear obvious influences from every genre from industrial to house. But these songs do not mimic; rather, Cook takes the established and reinvents it, mixes it up, rearranges it. The result is an energized, motivating, even endearing big-beat album that feels, grooves, and moves from beginning to end. –Beth BessmerProduct Description
U.S. debut for the first album by this ex-Housemartins and ex-Beats International instrumental act with two bonus cuts, ‘Michael Jackson’ and ‘Next To Nothing’, both previously only available as B-sides on the U.K. CD single for ‘Going Out My Head’. 12 tracks total, also featuring ‘Going Out Of My Head’, ‘Song For Lindy’ and ‘Everybody Needs A 303′. The album’s full title is ‘Better Living Through Chemistry’. 1997 Astralwerks release.

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You’ve Come a Long Way, Baby, Album

Atanas Yanev — Thu, 10 Aug 2006 08:46:49 +0000

You’ve Come a Long Way, Baby, FatBoy Slim

Released in 1998

Tracklist:

1. Right Here, Right Now

2. The Rockafeller Skank

3. In Heaven

4. Gangster Tripping

5. Build It Up – Tear It Down

6. Kalifornia

7. Soul Surfing

8. You’re Not From Brighton

9. Praise You

10. Love Island

11. Acid 8000

Short review:

I can sound little boring, but that’s the album that make me scream! I can’t say anything else – FatBoy Slim just smashed my music feelings with this album… so many years ago… And the album is still in my all-day-playlist!

Other reviews:

Amazon.com
Norman Cook’s bubble-gum techno songs–put out under a variety of guises over the years, including Pizzaman and Freak Power–are essential staples on any international dance floor. Fatboy Slim, however, is the former Housemartin’s most successful incarnation, launching a Top 40 crossover hit and popular advertising jingle with last year’s “Going out of My Head.” You’ve Come a Long Way, Baby picks up where the smash single left off, cheekily pairing acidic synthesizers and drum machines with big, dumb vocal samples. It takes considerable effort sitting through an entire album of these energized tunes, but taken in small doses, songs like “The Rockafeller Skank” and “Soul Surfing” are like rays of sunshine. –Aidin VaziriVibe
Taken together, the songs sum up that Fatboy appeal: a match of brawny rhythms and clever samples that recall milestones like De La Soul’s 3 Feet High and Rising … and the Beastie Boys’ Paul’s Boutique….Entertainment Weekly
Cook concocts a constantly morphing undercurrent…. It’s a block-rocking beat that deliciously subverts pop formula, in which lyrics change while the music remains the same…. Baby is clever, hectic, relentless–and very of its time.USA Today
Standout “The Rockafeller Skank,” earlier unleashed on MTV’s Amp2 electronic compilation, is a big-beat gorilla of surf-rock guitar, battering drums and the funky rap mantras of Lord Finesse.

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Halfway Between the Gutter and the Stars, Album

Atanas Yanev — Thu, 10 Aug 2006 08:37:00 +0000

Halfway Between the Gutter and the Stars, Fatboy Slim
Released in 2000

Halfway Between the Gutter and the Stars, Fatboy Slim

Tracklist:

1. Talking ‘Bout My Baby

2. Star 69

3. Sunset (Bird of Prey)

4. Love Life (feat. Macy Gray)

5. Ya Mama

6. Mad Flava

7. Retox

8. Weapon of Choice (feat. Bootsy Collins)

9. Drop The Hate

10. Star 69

11. Demons (feat. Macy Gray)

12. Song For Shelter (feat. Roland Clark)

Short review:

Smashing good album, best of all times, absolutely #1, every song is in my #1 place, there is no weak point in this album – if you haven’t heard this – big mistake, make whatever you have to get this album

Other reviews:

Amazon.com’s Best of 2000
Featuring house-music savvy and gospel-tinged samples among the big beats, Fatboy Slim’s first record of the new millennium strays into meatier territory than the more pop-oriented material for which he’s known. Importing help from the likes of Macy Gray and Bootsy Collins, as well as an irresistible, posthumous turn from Jim Morrison, Slim burns his colossal stamp on the dance/DJ landscape once again. –Matthew CookeAmazon.com
British techno wizard and crossover superstar Norman Cook’s (a.k.a. Fatboy Slim) Halfway Between the Gutter and the Stars is uneven as heck and nowhere near as frat boy-friendly as his previous releases. But if you’re up for a ride, this eclectic, 68-minute roller-coaster trip contains tunes airier and more house-savvy and gospel-flavored than what you’ve heard from him before. Not needing to create another “Rockafeller Skank” has left Cook free to experiment. There are lovely, slowly building tunes: “Talking ’bout My Baby” sounds like a collaboration between Play-era Moby and the Chemical Brothers circa Surrender, while “Sunset (Bird of Prey)” is an ethereal track that samples a rare a capella vocal by Jim Morrison and does not suck. Breakbeats do eventually kick in on that tune, the album’s first single, but they’re almost an afterthought, not the music’s guiding force.This is not to say that because Fatboy embraces the pop song he can’t kick it down and dirty with the best of them. “Ya Mama” is crazy-ass handbag big beat with super-distorted breaks and loud squealing synths that will severely disturb any authority figure or small dog within earshot. There are at least a few super stupid songs–like “Star 69,” which seems to exist solely to facilitate a daft sample of a man using a bad word–but these make the good ones just sound even better. The pure party tunes, like the deep house-inspired “Retox” and the super-bad disco-funky “Weapon of Choice” (a collaboration with Bootsy Collins), are the meat of the album, and it’s top sirloin stuff. In a year with dozens of attempts at crossover success built on watered-down dance pop and well-known guests, Fatboy Slim shows how it’s really done, sacrificing no artistic integrity in the process. The two tracks on which Macy Gray sing are worth the price of admission alone. Cook continues to skirt the line between innovation and accessibility with mad-scientist glee. –James Conde &amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;

Palookaville Album

Atanas Yanev — Thu, 10 Aug 2006 08:15:49 +0000

Palookaville, Fatboy Slim
Released in 2004

Palookaville Album, Fatboy Slim
Tracklist:

1. Don’t Let The Man Get You Down

2. Slash Dot Dash

3. Wonderful Night (featuring Lateef)

4. Long Way From Home (featuring Jonny Quality)

5. Put It Back Together (featuring Damon Albarn)

6. El Bebe Masoquista 7. Push And Shove (featuring Justin Robertson)

8. North West Three

9. The Journey (featuring Lateef)

10. JIN GO LO BA

11. Song For Chesh

12. The Joker (featuring Bootsy Collins)

Short review:

Good album, calm sounds, relaxing beats, funny sounds – that’s what Norman Cook (fatboy slim ) is giving us in Palookaville. Slash Dot Dash, Wonderful Night, The Joker – higly recommended

Other reviews:

Working with Blur on their Think Tank album clearly made an impact on Norman Cook. Palookaville, his fourth outing as cartoon dance hero Fatboy Slim, has a distinctly beatnik theme running through it. It also relies more on real instruments and proper songs, rather than Cook’s laptop and fun floor fillers, swapping instant thrills for something longer lasting. That said it’s unmistakably a Fatboy Slim record, and a pretty phenomenal one at that. The trademark beach party anthems are still there. The Latino shake of “Wonderful Night,” “El Bebe Masoquista”’s electro-funk, and single “Slash Dot Dash” with its snarling surf guitar all prove that there’s life in Bigbeat yet. But it’s the mellower tracks that stand-up to constant rewinds. “North West Three,” a dreamy twilight tune dedicated to wife Zoe Ball, is a gorgeously romantic swayer and plinky hobo ditty “Put It Back Together” delivers a ramshackle shot of optimism in the Think Tank style, complete with a drowsy Damon Albarn. Meanwhile, the moody sub-bass rumble of “Long Way From Home” and road movie rocker “Push and Shove” find the middle ground and demonstrate that Cook’s imagination is as active as ever. All the usual cut’n’paste musical bric-a-brac’s there. All the wackiness and cool grooves remain. It’s just that this time they sound just as good in the living room as they do on the dance-floor.

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General FatBoy Slim’s photos

Atanas Yanev — Wed, 02 Aug 2006 16:31:32 +0000