Ayo! Lets Go! Lyrics
1. IF I CAN
If I can wait for you
I can do anything
If I can see it through
I can do anything
If I can change my view
I can do anything
If I can cook for two
I can do anything
I can do anything
I can do anything
If I can If I can If I can
If I could talk to you
I'd make you realise
If I could break curfew
I'd make you realise
If I could tell on you
I'd make you realise
If I could make you blue
I'd make you realise
I'd make you realise
I'd make you realise
I'd make you realise
I'd make you realise
If I can If I can If I can
2. BOTTLES N CANS
I love collecting bottles 'n' cans
I love accepting bottles 'n' cans
You might think I have better plans
But I can't hide my love for bottles 'n' cans
I remember the first time it caught my eye
A shining gleaming bottle in the gutter nearby
With my bad luck in fortune my funds had bled dry
It gave me an idea I thought I'd give it a try
Now people think I'm queer but they're full of fear
'Coz I can get joy from empty cans of beer
People think I should be banned 'coz I don't own land
But I'm the one who's being paid cash in hand
I love collecting bottles 'n' cans
I love accepting bottles 'n' cans
You might think I have better plans
But I can't hide my love for bottles 'n' cans
Oh I get such a warm feeling inside
A feeling so strong that I cannot hide
But people think it's weak but I wanna reap
All my money before I fall in a heap
People think defeat but I think it's neat
That all my income is from bins on a street, well...
I love collecting bottles 'n' cans
I love accepting bottles 'n' cans
You might think I have better plans
But I can't hide my love for bottles 'n' cans
People think it's wrong searching bins all day long
But that's the only place that my dough comes from
People sense a caper when they catch my vapour
So maybe I'll resort to selling Big Issue Paper...
Nooo...
I love collecting bottles 'n' cans
I love accepting bottles 'n' cans
You might think I have better plans
But I can't hide my love for bottles 'n' cans
Have I told you that I love bottles 'n' cans
I bet you couldn't guess I love bottles 'n' cans
Surely by now you can understand
That I can't hide my love, whoa...
Ya know nothing rates above, whoa...
I just can't hide my love for bottles 'n' cans
3. CONTRADICT THE HYPOCRITE
I don't know what I'm saying
Might I just be playing?
I'm a vile pretender
A sinister spender
Looking and lurking and opposing confronting
What the hell am I saying?
What am I gonna do?
I don't know what I'm saying
My life is decaying
Just nasty in temper
Don't mean to upset ya
Dejected and wretched
I'm just complaining
What the hell am I saying?
What am I gonna do?
I am just a hypocrite
So treat me like a piece of shit
I am just a hypocrite
I don't know what I'm saying
Time is delaying
A repulsive infector
Corrupt injector
Cynical and finical dismay when displaying
What the hell am I saying?
What am I gonna do?
I am just a hypocrite
So treat me like a piece of shit
I am just a hypocrite
You must do as I say
but do not as I do
In such an easy way
contradict myself to you
I don't know what I'm saying
Might I just be playing?
I'm a vile pretender
A sinister spender
Looking and lurking and opposing confronting
What the hell am I saying?
What am I gonna do?
I am just a hypocrite
So treat me like a piece of shit
Well I'm your fuckin' hypocrite
So I’ll just contradict
I am just a hypocrite
I am just a hypocrite
I am just a hypocrite
4. AMNESIA
Stepped out he saw it coming
Now he retreats to go hide
He's sick and tired of being
tomorrow's front-page headline
He can't run
He can't run
Oh he can't
He can't run
Anywhere now
He can't hide
He can't hide
Oh he can't
He can't hide
He can't remember his own amnesia
Whoa-uh-oh
He can't remember his own amnesia
Slipped down his feet are hurting
Now he can't see where he's from
His eyes are clouding over
He feels his memory gone
He can't run
He can't run
Oh he can't
He can't run
Anywhere now
He can't hide
He can't hide
Oh he can't
He can't hide
He can't remember his own amnesia
Whoa-uh-oh
He can't remember his own amnesia
Whoa-uh-oh
He can't remember his own amnesia
Whoa-uh-oh
He can't remember his own amnesia
He can't remember
5. SACRED SCRATCH
If I decide to cross my legs
Maybe I should have stayed in bed
I could rub my crutch against a chair
With a hope that people won’t stare
Maybe I’m too conservative
Having to turn and face the wall
My pants are burning up
Because I can’t scratch my itchy balls
I’m tired of making out I’m sick
So I can hide behind the door
But every time I get an itch
It just gets even worse
Maybe I’m too self-conscious
I’m so scared it causes me to stall
I have to scratch through my pockets
'Coz I can’t scratch my itchy balls
If you understand
That I’m a man
And it makes me mad
I got no plan
So will you hold my hand
Save me when I
Try to scratch my itchy balls
I can’t scratch my itchy balls
I can’t scratch my itchy balls
I can’t scratch my itchy balls
I can’t scratch my itchy balls
6. HOSPITABLE (KEEP ON RUNNING)
The yellow paint is a fake smile
And the bell sounds like a shining star
But underneath is a shade of blue
This isn't where you think you are
The light is shining bright black
And the flower scent is from a bought can
It lures you into a comfort zone
You start to see the secret plan
I don't wanna be a part of this charade
All want is everyone's denial to fade
'Coz the real light shines just out of reach
So I keep on running, I keep on running
There's something out there I don't wanna meet
And I keep on running, I keep on running
The jokes being made are canned laughter
And the TV's on to take your thoughts away
A sour taste still lingers here
It won't leave me whatever they say
Some say that clouds will clear
But reality hides in their mind
All is false and it's making me sick
The fear's growing greater deep inside
I don't wanna be a part of this charade
All want is everyone's denial to fade
'Coz the real light shines just out of reach
So I keep on running, I keep on running
There's something out there I don't wanna meet
And I keep on running, I keep on running
