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Scooter Album


The Ultimate Aural Orgasm (02/09/2007)
02/09/2007
1.
Horny In Jericho
2.
Behind The Cow (feat. Fatman Scoop)
3.
4.
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11.
12.
Love Is An Ocean
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Horny In Jericho

[No lyrics]

. . .


H.P.:
In the year of the lord, 1994
We conquered the floor
That was then, this is chapter four!

I cause a riot on the stage
Like a lion in a cage
Comin' down with the sound
Worth a million pounds

Zippity zippity doo dah
Zippity doo dah hey (hey!)
A wonderful day
I wanna say with no delay
Zippity zippity doo dah
Zippity doo dah hey (hey!)
Say with no delay
M.C. H gonna play, yeah!

The legend behind the cow
Come on, tonight, hooray!
This is the way
Come on, tonight, hooray!
This is my way

Zippity zippity doo dah
Zippity doo dah hey (hey!)
A wonderful day
I wanna say with no delay
Zippity zippity doo dah
Zippity doo dah hey (hey!)
Say with no delay
Gonna blow you away, yeah!

The legend behind the cow
Come on, tonight, hooray!
This is the way
Come on, tonight, hooray!
This is my way

Alright crew
Introducing Mr. Fatman Scoop! Yeah
What's up, What's up, What's up!

Fatman Scoop:
[Fatman Scoop rocks the jam
Rocks the jam once again
Fatman Scoop rocks the jam
Rocks the jam once again

Scooter's in the house, hands up hands up
Scooter's in the house, hands up hands up
H.P.'s in the house, put 'em up put 'em up
H.P.'s in the house
He makes us jump jump jump jump jump
Put 'em up put 'em up
He makes us jump jump jump jump jump
Let's go]

H.P.:
Peace

This is the legend behind the cow
Come on, tonight, hooray!
This is the way
Come on, tonight, hooray!
This is my way, yeah!

This is my way

. . .


Alright
gonna get that breakbeat pressure
futuristic forces fight for fidelity, yeah

I am a fighter and not a writer
I live my lifetime, blown in the night-time
wrap your head around this stuff, crew
you can't nap it
it's the rough-rugged
ever-ready raw-core classic

Alright now shake your hips
one question
does the fish have chips?

I'm in love with myself
cause it's good for my health
I drive a Rolls Royce
cause it's good for my voice

Bo! Pure nasty habit, sadness I can't have it
do your move, bust your style,
gonna dance now rapid

Alright now shake your hips
one question
does the fish have chips?

get this party started
going out of my head
get this party started, yeah

Well, this is the ultimate aural orgasm
we got to make you rock
and dance 'til we drop
gonna get you outta your seat
listen to the words that I speak

Yeah - shake your hips
and again
does the fish have chips?
does the fish have chips?
does the fish have chips?

How do I get off the bus?

. . .


Welcome back
sheer energy
total energy
check in, stay tuned, fly out

H is back, we got the fourth attack yeah -
gabba hey gabba hey
The like vanilla in disguise my name is Ice -
gabba hey gabba hey
United I got the kicks I split bicks in the mix
I got the pics slam you harsh
Vibe bars that pound, hype on our sound
from the top to the ground back on the floor
we need the hardcore

Alright
chicks is back
time to represent the united vibe
come on
I wanna hear you

I'm the Screaming Lord, I need your support -
(gabba hey gabba hey)
like Hugh and his babies I'm addicted to the ladies
(gabba hey gabba hey)
smashing up the vibes inside ya weekend
tell your friend - this is a masterpiece -
no quick release
dropping a free
I'm the person that you always said I wanted to be

Loud and clear I got a rough idea
slowing it down, slowing it down
right about now jungle business

this is the way
nostalgia isn't what it used to be

Now set the roof on fire
and everybody come on

. . .


Lass uns tanzen oder ficken oder beides
denn morgen sind wir tot.

. . .


U.F.O. Phenomena
Across the sky like a star,
U.F.O. Phenomena
Adamski may have gone tpp far,
U.F.O. Phenomena
On planet earth it's so bizarre

. . .


Moving with the right directive
we got the sound for those who are selective

Yes man! Set it off with a loud bang
rock the set with the mic in my hand!
we kick it off with a nuff nuff clout
M.C. H set it off
'cause iI got the mouth
we are here to progress
on a mission that stands above the rest
when I rock on the set with a p! for perfection
the set was ours at my last recollection

My young love said to me, my mother won't mind
and my father won't slight you for your lack of kind,
And she stepped away from me and this she did say,
it will not be long love 'til our wedding day.

Alright, this one's going out to our posse
to all da junglist boys and girls in the place
Yes!

Tonight! Get in line your mind and your views in order
make them run like water!
we kick it off send ya on brainbender
pay attention, you're next on the agenda
we are here to progress
on a mission that stands above the rest

Okay, if I had to choose
I'd be by myself
I wanna be in love
but with nobody else
to all da crew and every wench
listen, this is Ratty's Revenge

My young love said to me, my mother won't mind
and my father won't slight you for your lack of kind,
and she stepped away from me and this she did say,
it will not be long love 'til our wedding day.

. . .


This one's going out
to everybody in the place
biggin' up their chest, screwing up their face
listening to the jungle, the jungle drum and bass
gonna get your karma when you're
old and grey
if you see this music here to stay
this is what i wanna say
drum and bass and jungle will never die
to all the girls and guys who love to drink and get high
wanna do the best that the money can buy

hook me up with the shit that killed elvis
hook me up with the shit that killed elvis
hook me up with the shit that killed elvis
hook me up with the shit that killed elvis

Hold on wait a minute
I'm on the mic, get with it
in it to win it, gonna take you outta limits
I set it come on set it, kick and smash it
gonna chant to any music with a gimmick
with the lyric
come on here's the place to be
and she got a taste of me
whether doggy style or whether facing me
looking for a good time, I'm the guy to see
too much of me will ever make you o.d.

hook me up with the shit that killed elvis
hook me up with the shit that killed elvis
hook me up with the shit that killed elvis
hook me up with the shit that killed elvis

. . .


This one is a battle for U and I
If you wanna see the greatest M.C.
All you have to do is watching me

You told me you were heavyweight
You're just as light as a feather!
If I see you I'll switch
I'm not a nice fella!
Your last release was anything but a seller
And your microphone fears the word accapella!

On the elevator to the top of the papercase
Face to face writing rhymes and communicate
I'm motivated, incredible highly elevated
Smooth in the mind and more sophisticated

You told me you were heavyweight
You're just as light as a feather!
If I see you I'll switch
I'm not a nice fella!
Your last release was anything but a seller
And your microphone fears the word accapella!

Here we go again!

. . .


The rudeboy, kind of hardcore is back in town
The futuristic entertainer
The stage is my arena

I step on toes when I flow
Don't get offended
And get with it when I kick it
And comprehend it

This is one, a what I call pitchback
It will be a pitchblack
M.C.s better fix up your head
Write some proper rap
No say you're wack
I'll check, horseman's back

Are you going to Scarborough Fair?
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Remember me to one who lives there
He once was a true love of mine

I lose my mind when i chat
I'm gonna bring it back
I'll be sharp like a razor, no stargazer
Like a train on a track
This a one, a what the mic controller
An ease roller
Used to be an oldschool skater,
The chicks terminator
Now four years later
The new style gladiator

Lock and load
I is gonna drop the bomb
Big up the hardcore posse
Mad props going out the mad crew junglists
Hear me now
Increase the peace
Spread the love
Swallow back, here is a track just for you
Featuring Notorious Dave and his crew

. . .


Hop da spot, rock round da clock
U can't reach my calibre, my lyrical stamina
Magical like excliber, that's how it goes
That's the prose

And if you dunno you have to be
Uno, dos tres at least one of the best
Big up them junglist boys, I say yes
Hyping up the crowd
All those lyrics flowing out of my mouth

. . .

Love Is An Ocean

[No lyrics]

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