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The Go! Team
The Go! Team


Background information
Genre(s) Alternative Dance
Indie Rock
Hip-hop
Noise Rock
Years active 2000—present
Label(s) Columbia Records
Memphis Industries
Sub Pop
Website Website
Members
Ian Parton
Chi Fukami Taylor
Kaori Tsuchida
Jamie Bell
Ninja
Sam Dook
Former members
Silke Steidinger



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The Go! Team Album


Thunder, Lightning, Strike (09/13/2004)
09/13/2004
1.
2.
3.
Feelgood By Numbers
4.
5.
Get It Together
6.
We Just Won't Be Defeated (on 2005 re-release only)
7.
Junior Kickstart
8.
Air Raid Gtr
9.
Bottle Rocket
10.
Friendship Update
11.
Hold Yr Terror Close (on 2005 re-release only)
12.
13.
Everyone's a V.I.P. To Someone
. . .


(Ready, ready?)

I heard a knock at the door
It's mama calling my name
She said get up off the floor
I heard her going insane
She said your friend's on the phone
I said to her, can it wait?
But then she started to moan
No time, cos I'm running late
x2

Nobody's ever gonna,
I do just what I wanna
I'm bad and I'm not sorry
And you will never stop me
x2

No you will never stop me
x2

..................

Nobody's ever gonna
x8

. . .


Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

We started out friends, said that you're the kind of man takes every girl for a fool

When the worlds go to it, they always fall, but can they do it with a cold foot, I say're you're--
Well, you, you
The fantastic kids are so nasty (Say what?)
Those nasty kids are fantastic

Five, four, three, two, one

We came here to rock the microphone
We came here to rock the microphone
Our aim was to break it down to the bone
Our aim was to break it down to the bone

What's gonna rock
What's gonna rock
What's gonna rock
What's gonna rock

We started out friends, said that you're the kind of man takes every girl for a fool

What's my boyfriend's going to do and do the shot and do the do

We came here to rock the microphone
We came here to rock the microphone
Our aim was to break it down to the bone
Our aim was to break it down to the bone
We came here to rock the microphone
We came here to rock the microphone
Our aim was to break it down to the bone
Our aim was to break it down to the bone

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

. . .

Feelgood By Numbers

[No lyrics]

. . .


watch who's comin at you
why? who's got the power?
watch whos comin at you
if you might allow her
watch who's comin at you
why? who's comin through?
one, a bit right then we got two
watch who's comin at you
but don't fuss
watch who's gonna get you back on the bus
watch you change your lightbulb
then you take a shower
watch who's comin at you
why? who's got the power?

(then repeat a few of the "watch who's" verses)

if you hear us say "come USA"
there aint no way the gangstas say
why hello, hello, H-E-L-L-O
well i need you i want you to know its A-OK

falcons... falcons.... falcons,falcons
blood stripe falcons

"i woke up this morning out the door, i told the guy who's at the door, i took the morning to read the paper, see if the news was all okay"

repeat the "watch who's comin at you"s

lets go
lets go
lets go
watch who's.
got the.
POWER.
x2

falcons... falcons... falcons, falcons
blood stripe falcons.

. . .

Get It Together

[No lyrics]

. . .


Saaay what,
We should start somethin simple,
Gonna push this beat till it hits the top,
Then rock it, dance right till it falls,
Grab that beat, by the balls,
Stand tall, that's right, be proud'a yourself,
You could give me heat but i'd never tell,
Do somethin, uh-huh, somethin great,
If you try to stop this, you're just too late,

We just won't be defeated,
We'll fight until we drop,
You can knock us all down,
Try to mute the sound,
But we'll climb back to the top,

We just won't be defeated,
We'll fight until we drop,
You can knock us all down,
Try to mute the sound,
But we'll climb right back up!

What?
We should start somethin simple,
Gonna push this beat till it hits the top,
Then rock it, dance right till it falls,
Grab that beat, by the balls,
Stand tall, that's right, be proud'a yourself,
You could give me heat, but i'd never tell,
Do somethin, uh-huh, somethin great,
If you try to stop this, you're just too late

. . .

Junior Kickstart

[No lyrics]

. . .

Air Raid Gtr

[No lyrics]

. . .

Bottle Rocket

[No lyrics]

. . .

Friendship Update

[No lyrics]

. . .


One two three four...

Here, the future is ever so near
Why should we all be alone
Every night on the way home
This time, we should be starting again
Get up and counting to ten
Seeing you combing your hair
Pretending that no-one is there
You know it could be better than that
But wait until tomorrow morning
Learning to be you is what hurts most
Close your eyes and hold your terror close

Out here,
I hear you come in loud and clear
I carried you 'till it got dark
And then walked you home through the park
You're right, strangers are easy to like
Thunder and lightning will strike
Make a move, you'll get that mac
Echoes who don't answer back
Just please, give me a chance to say no
But wait until tomorrow morning
Learning to be you is what hurts most
Close your eyes and hold your terror close.

. . .


5, 6
5, 6, 7, 8

All these beats
Workin' down the street
Jumping, jacking
Gimme some time
'Cause if you don't, I won't
You'll never get back, yeah
If you do, I swear
I'll give it to you

Standing on the board
Board is on the wheels
Wheels are on the ground
Spinnin' round and round

Standing on the board
Board is on the wheels
Wheels are on the ground
Spinnin' round and round

I got the power back here
All you gotta do
I got the power back here
Gimme some time

I got here, where?
I got there, where?
I got it
You got it
We got it everywhere
OK

Standing on the board
Board is on the wheels
Wheels are on the ground
Spinnin' round and round

Standing on the board
Board is on the wheels
Wheels are on the ground
Spinnin' round and round

Get all your loser heads up, OK
Try to pick up the junk, OK
Get all your loser heads up, OK
Try to pick up the junk, OK

Standing on the board
Board is on the wheels
Wheels are on the ground
Spinnin' round and round

Standing on the board
Board is on the wheels
Wheels are on the ground
Spinnin' round and round

Get all your loser heads up, OK
Try to pick up the junk, OK
Get all your loser heads up, OK
Try to pick up the junk, OK

. . .

Everyone's a V.I.P. To Someone

[No lyrics]

. . .


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