Hadouken! Album

Don’t give up your day job (day job)
Don’t give up your day job, boy (Don’t give up your day job)
Don’t give up your day job (day job)
What do you mean? This is my day job you shitcunt!

BOUNCE! (do The Bounce)
BOUNCE! (dance The Bounce)
Yeah, dance THE BOUNCE!

The Bounce is my favourite dance
You know we’re smashin’ like glass
I’m the teacher, you are the class
Better learn it, don’t be alarmed

OK people, have you heard my plans?
I wanna make a record for ten-year-old fans!
They can learn the dance; it will be a smash
I can rob their parents’ hard-earned cash

I could just be pop’s latest fad
I wanna have a dance like Whigfield had
Credibility I can ditch
If they can make me filthy rich

That’s right, yeah, we don’t quit
[If you don’t wanna dance let’s try your shit/If you wanna dance then strut your shit?]
Just grab what you can hold;
It’s the bestest dance in the whole wide world

Basically what it involves is:
Lots of bouncing from your shoulders
Bounce your balls or bounce your boobs;
[Nod, yeah/Launch it?], if you’ve got these moves

Don’t give up your day job (day job)
Don’t give up your day job, boy (Fuck shit up) (day job)

The Bounce is my favourite dance
You know we’re smashin’ like glass
I’m the teacher and you are the class
Better learn it, don’t be alarmed

I wanna make a dance, sell a million singles
I won’t stop ‘til my pockets all jingle
I want my content on your phone;
I’ll charge six quid for a shitty ringtone

My dance will spread across the nation
It could be the next overnight sensation
Tacky merchandise and such bad taste
I could go on kid’s TV fucked off my face!

We’re in a riot; we’re [ravecore?]
We wreck everything that you stood for
Such a fuss that we kick up
If you wanna jam then fuck shit up

Swing your arm up vertically
And nod your head aggressively
Swing your wrist right round in circuits
Do this stuff and it is merkage

Don’t give up your day job (day job)
Don’t give up your day job, boy (Fuck shit up) (day job)

The Bounce is my favourite dance
You know we’re smashin’ like glass
I’m the teacher and you are the class
Better learn it, don’t be alarmed

What have they left us with?
Why do they try and feed it?
All you people eat it?
What will we hear tonight?
Another plastic lie from the factory?

BOUNCE! (OH!) (Dance The Bounce!) (Bounce your balls)
Yeah dance The Bounce (Bounce your balls)
BOUNCE! (do The Bounce, YEAH DO THE BOUNCE!)

Swing your arm up vertically
And nod your head aggressively
Swing your wrist right round in circuits
Do this stuff and it is merkage

OK people, have you heard my plans?
I wanna make a record for ten-year-old fans!
They can learn the dance; it will be a smash
I can rob their parents’ hard-earned cash

I could just be pop’s latest fad
I wanna have a dance like Whigfield had
Credibility I can ditch
If they can make me filthy rich

That’s right, yeah, we don’t quit
[If you don’t wanna dance let’s try your shit/If you wanna dance then strut your shit?]
Just grab what you can hold;
It’s the bestest dance in the whole wide world

Basically what it involves is:
Lots of bouncing from your shoulders
Bounce your balls or bounce your boobs;
[Nod, yeah/Launch it?], if you’ve got these moves

What have they left us with?
Why do they try and feed it?
All you people eat it?
What will we hear tonight?
Another plastic lie from the factory?

Don’t give up your day job (day job)
Don’t give up your day job, boy (Don’t give up your day job)
Don’t give up your day job (day job)

Get on the dancefloor,
Yeah, its Hadouken!
Remix your brain,
Yeah, remix your game.

That's right yeah, Im unstoppable,
Get in my way you get kicked like a soccerball,
You What? You What?
Okay, lets go, lets go, lets go.

If you wont dance then get out, get out,
And if you cant sing them shout like me,
If you've got a drink then neck the whole cup,
If you don't know the words then just make them up.

Volume is all it takes,
Make some noise, wake up your flatmates,
Play this loud out your window,
Earn yourself your first asbo.

Lord, give me grace and dancing feet and the power to impress.
Lyrics
That's right yeah, Im unstoppable,
Get in my way you get kicked like a soccerball.

Lord, give me grace and dancing feet,
Let me outshine them all.
You What? You What?
TAKE IT TO THE CHORUS!

Tonight make me unstoppable,
I will charm, I will slice, I will dazzle them with my wit,

That's right yeah, Im unstoppable,
Get in my way you get kicked like a soccerball,
Fix up cause now im hear,
Poking your brain like I'm raping your ear,

Is it so wrong to crave recognition?
Second best, runner up.
Is it so wrong to want rewarded, to want more than is given to you?

See, I've got this alter ego, looks like James but its not quite me though.
He's evil, so I'm sick when I'm 'ere,
So the crowd at the front get covered in vomit.
Nasty! I'm not hear to please ya,
I spit blood and guts like a Pokémon seizure,
Kids, you can be sick like me,
Just drop an acid tab in Grandma's tea.

If you wont dance then get out, get out,
And if you cant sing them shout like me,
If youve got a drink then neck the whole cup,
If you don't know the words then just make them up,
Volume is all it takes,
Make some noise, wake up your flatmates,
Play this loud out your window,
Earn yourself your first ASBO,
TAKE IT TO THE CHORUS!

Tonight make me unstoppable,

That's right yeah, Im unstoppable.
Get in my way you get kicked like a soccerball.
Fix up cause now im hear, poking your brain like I'm raping your ear.
I will chop, I will slice, I will dazzle them with my wit.

I reference ASBOs, I've got such wit.
The Guardian's just gonna love this shit.
Such a shame 'cause grime's gonna hate it,
And this tracks so short!

The town he came from was typical England
His mother loved him but she loved her new husband
The teachers at school found him out a no-hoper
Just another waste of teenage strength - a solider
Quick Friday evening, he takes a sip from the bottle
He's with his boys again they're up for trouble
A pack of wolves always he better be hunting,
A local man made the mistake to confront them.
And as he sits there up alone in his room,
Cut on his knees blood on his hands, through
A heartless attack and he's so ashamed
Covering his eyes of the poor man's gaze
Forever it will stay

Set this straight, it's not your cross,
Fix yourself up bruv, and step off the warpath
Your life is never preordained,
No two lives need ever be the same.
Go, Take a leap of faith
You can turn and fight, need to jump this life,
You could escape free now from these confines.
Lyrics
Go, Three years ago she had a baby at fifteen
The next minute was a repeat of history,
One bedroom council flat , the father beats her,
but it's the dark past he disappeared.
Six months later and he's back on the scene,
He's lost his job and and needs her to feast
Still got that glint in his eye still got that vicious right hand
That was the time to make her stand
Making her stand
Don't jump i know this time is the past.

Fix yourself up, grab on onto the life raft,
Your life is never preordained,
No two lives need ever be the same.
Go Take a leap of faith
Take a leap of faith, take a leap of faith

Go take a leap of faith

Your conscience jilted your options fading
[unknown lyrics]
Search for these fragments of esteem.

GO! Don't jump i know this time is the past,
Fix yourself up grab on onto the liferaft.

GOGO! Set this straight, it's not your cross,
Fix yourself up bruv and step off the warpath
You can turn and fight, you can jump this life
You can escape free now from these confines
Your life is never preordained,
No two lives need ever be the same.

Go, Take a leap of faith.

Your conscience jilted your options fading
[unknown lyrics]
Search for these fragments of esteem

Take a leap of faith,
Take a leap of faith,
Take a leap of faith

Here's a story about a boy named Jerry:
Got slaughtered then got real leery.
In the pub he acted absurd
Then came home to a boxer's bird.
So he got knocked out,
Faced swelled up like a rainbow trout.
His girl found out the truth,
But he couldn't explain 'cause he'd lost a tooth!

Here's a story about a chap named Garf:
Drank four pints in a hour 'n' a half.
Though the night had just begun
Because his local pub's open 'till one.
The next morning out in the country,
Hung over and on a hunt he
Was still drunk and he pissed himself;
Fell off his horse and shot himself!

Our liquid lives! (x7)
This is how we all survive!

LyricsDrink, drink!
Smoke, smoke!
Fuck, fuck!
Fight, fight!
(x2)

Drink! Smoke! Fuck! Fight!
Drink! Smoke! Fuck! Fight!
Drink! Smoke! Fuck! Fight!
Drink! Smoke! Fuck! Fight!

Spinning! My head is spinning,
Up, around, around and
Down to the pub, up to the club!
My stomach's turning,
Oh, my body's burning.
Our liquid lives, this is how we all survive

Drink, drink!
Smoke, smoke!
Fuck, fuck!
Fight, fight!
(x3)

Drink, drink!
Smoke, smoke!
Our liquid lives, this is how we all survive

Drink, drink!
Smoke, smoke!
Fuck, fuck!
Fight, fight!
(x2)

Theres a story about a bloke named Jerry
Got slaughtered and got real lairy
In the pub he acted obsured
and he came onto a boxer's bird
so he got knocked out
face swelled up like a rainbow trout
his girl found out the truth
but he couldn't explain cause he'd lost a tooth

I wanna drink drink drink smoke fuck fight
I wanna shout, drink, scream, I wanna die!
I wanna be arrested
I wanna be molested
and my heads in pain, next weekend lets do it again!

An anecdote about a man named clive
wasnt one to usually drink drive
and after all he'd been through a stack
and so it was abit far to walk back
a month later and he's sitting in court
for the two lives he cut short
man slaughter he's convicted
for the pain that he inflicted

spinning, my head is spinning, up around around!
down to the pub
up to the club!
my stomach's turning, oh my body's burning
our liquid lives
this is how we all survive

here's a story about a chap named Bart
drank 4 pints in hour and a half
although the night had just begun
cause the local pub was open till one
the next morning out in the country
hung over and on the hunt he
was still drunk and he risked hiself
fell off his horse and shot himself

I wanna drink drink drink smoke fuck fight
I wanna shout, drink, scream, I wanna die!
I wanna be arrested
I wanna be molested
and i've damaged my brain, next weekend lets do it again!

here's a story about a girl named Kate
got wasted and got date raped
when they told the doctors she'd sued
the found no chemicals was in her bloodstream
''well nothing malicious, but the alcohol levels were suspicious!''
when asked who had hurt her
poor old Kate couldn't remember.

our liquid lives this is how we all survive
and my heads in pain, next weekend lets do it again
down to the pub
upto the club!
and i've damaged my brain, next weekend lets do it again!

spinning, my head is spinning, up around around!
down to the pub
up to the club!
my stomach's turning, oh my body's burning
our liquid lives
this is how we all survive

(Go on, drink up England! Come on, swig it up. It's what you all do best!)

Girls
Where's all the (girls)
Where's all the good ones gone?
The stable ones
the singles ones
the ones with nothing wrong
Girls
Where's all the (girls)
relation breakers
i know a few, i'll introduce you
now just me a second.

say hello to my mate mike
he's quite the sensitive type
just split up with his girlfriend
and now he's on the scene again
mike says theirs no one out there
no good ones he don't care
been looking in the wrong place
don't worry mike I'm one the case

LyricsYer!!!
it's Hadouken!
come one let's here you shout
don't get it twisted.

Let's do this...

Girls
Where's all the (girls)
Where's all the good ones gone?
The stable ones
the singles ones
the ones with nothing wrong
Girls
Where's all the (girls)
relation breakers
i know a few, i'll introduce you
now just me a second.

There's plenty of girls out there
you'll find someone thats perfect somewhere.
There's plenty of fish in the sea
I'll help you catch a nice girl
thats free.

see Angie's got engaged again
and Sarah's into SMN
Megan likes the older men
and kelly does to much hettermen
before she comes on too much luggage.
Mural wants a sure on maridge
Helen ain't got mental health
apparently she likes too cutt herself.

Girls
Where's all the (girls)
Where's all the (girls)
Where's all the good ones gone?
Girls
Where's all the (girls)
Where's all the (girls)
the ones with nothing wrong
Girls

There's plenty of girls out there
you'll find someone thats perfect somewhere.
There's plenty of fish in the sea
I'll help you catch a nice girl
thats free.

Suzey can't keep her mouth shut
and Beth ain't lookin' a full health
Holly cries when she gets pissed
still, i got her madian list
everyone knows the girls' a nut-case
and Tanya's got expensive taste
Laura well she likes the lads
got three kids with three different Dads.

OK
yer, alright i see your problem
OK I got you
Nar mate she's taken
what mine, no way mate

Girls
Where's all the (girls)
Where's all the good ones gone?
The stable ones
the singles ones
the ones with nothing wrong
Girls
Where's all the (girls)
relation breakers
i know a few, i'll introduce you
now just me a second.

(Girls wheres all the Girls?)
(Girls wheres all the Girls?)


There's plenty of girls out there
you'll find someone thats perfect somewhere.
There's plenty of fish in the sea
I'll help you catch a nice girl
thats free.
There's plenty of girls out there
you'll find someone thats perfect somewhere.
There's plenty of fish in the sea
I'll help you catch a nice girl
thats free....

Girls
Where's all the (girls)
Where's all the good ones gone?
The stable ones
the singles ones
the ones with nothing wrong
Girls
Where's all the (girls)
relation breakers
i know a few, i'll introduce you
now just me a second
Girls
Where's all the (girls)
Where's all the good ones gone?
The stable ones
the singles ones
the ones with nothing wrong
Girls
Where's all the (girls)
relation breakers
i know a few, i'll introduce you

Now just me a second

No more eating for them now
its time for plan b
no more eatin for them now

youve got hit em back !
no more eatin
no more eatin
for them now
hit the road jack
you've gotta hit em back
you go pow
they go ow
no more eatin for them now
you've gotta hit em back
give that boy a smack
this is how pow
no more eating for them now

it started when i was 8
first time i ever got 8
what a piece of cake
Lyricsmans eating of me like i was a plate
now im in a state
walkin the streets of gate
with eyes of merd
with tears stream down my bloodshot face
coz some irish kid took my bike away

turn the page 6 years late
and now im 14 years of age
lifes a daze so my brain
smoking to much purple haze
thats how i spent my dayz
til i prove to snap
coz im holdin it down at school
on the streets im still gettin jacked
still gettin attacked
and thats why i cant find the balls
to hit um back
hit um back
eat up these cats like
i eat up the track
its only when i turned 16
that i start facin facts
so i had a weed named yack
kicked the habbit
like it was laced with crack

i know this kid
on my estate
got no habit
and he likes to take
he jacks kids at the local park
works all the time
when it gets dark
no-one screws and
no-one moans
so he takes ipods and video phones
and we have to stop
this silence
so i might advocate in violence

im a vigilante boy
and i wont let the big boys take my toys
he tried to take whats mine
when we was standing outside (?)
big mistake cos i brought the beef
and this (?) shoulda ducked
i pushed a brick to his teeth
and now his face is fucked

hit the road jack
you've gotta hit em back
You go pow, they go ow
no more eatin for them now

you've gotta hit em back
give that boy a smack
this is how, pow!
no more eatin for them now

Im 19 years to the day
And its been 3 since someone tried it
As soon as they do im gonna knock there lights out
like they were ultraviolet
They got there eyes on my stash
But trying to hide it
They know im making cash
Though i look brassed
Cos i try to keep it quiet

But i shot the (?) his pen
It aint no secret
And given half a chance yo half these cats will wanna eat
Plus they know that i dont get high
So my supply builds up their appetite
And now they wanna feed it
Take me for a fucking egit

No more eatin for you now x6
Gotta hit em back

Your with me it was gonna happen
So when it did i beat the kid
Till he was blue n black n
told him who you think your jacking
Packed a punch, yes a punch thats what i was packing
Hit the fucking cunt so hard, hed already started bloodin'
Before he hit the floor like a sack o' pototoes
Face plant, knocked the teeth right out of his cakehole
And sent him on his way yo, but one was thing to say though
Thought I was something to eat up, you made a mistake bro

hit the road jack
you've gotta hit em back
You go pow, they go ow
no more eatin for them now

you've gotta hit em back
give that boy a smack
this is how, pow!
no more eatin for them now

No more eatin for you now x6

hit the road jack
you've gotta hit em back
You go pow, they go ow
no more eatin for them now

you've gotta hit em back
give that boy a smack
this is how, pow!
no more eatin for them now

Let's Go....

At home on that friday night
and his weekends been made
because he's just been paid
he'll be out tonight
cuz it's a hadouken! gig
he's got his tickets and it's gona be big
gel on his hair and he's finally ready
his sheets are washed and his life ???
only 17 and he's up for the game
straight out the door
meet his boys on the train

What he don't know
is that She's on HER own
Cuz at the gig
hes gonna meet a girl
there gonna loose there mates
there gonna stay out late
Cuz he is lovin' the crowd.
Lyrics
BIG MUSIC YELL OUT VOLUMES
BLASTIN' OUT BEAR AND HORMONES
BRIGHT LIGHTS AND RIPPIN' GUITAR
THATS WHEN HE MET HER
AND HE SPOTTED THE CEILING
PARTY AND THE WAY HES FEELING
HE CRASHES OUT AND EVERYONES SCREAMING
THATS THEN WHEN SHE KISSED HIM.

at home on the early evening
She's getting dressed up
with her mates in the room
they simply farse what she's tryin' on
slaps on her nicest perfume
the girls tell her that she looks hot
they drink alcho pops and neck a few shots
time up and there ready to rock
the shops sells 20 they can buy FAGS from the shop

What he don't know
is that he's on his own
Cuz at the gig
hes gonna meet a girl
there gonna loose there mates
there gonna stay out late
Cuz he is lovin' the crowd.

BIG MUSIC GET OUT VOLUMES
BLASTIN' OUT BEAR AND HORMONES
BRIGHT LIGHTS AND RIPPIN' GUITAR
THATS WHEN HE MET HER
AND HE SPOTTED THE CEILING
PARTY AND THE WAY HES FEELING
HE CRASHES OUT AND EVERYONES SCREAMING
THATS THEN WHEN SHE KISSED HIM.

so there inside the venue
it's quarter past 8
got an hour till the band takes stage
she looks over and spots her boy
he's lost his mates and hes acting coy
sure the party won't great???
one hour and she lives with her mates
she walks over and she gets closer
he looks and turns and notices her...

(I'LL BE FINE)

THE LIGHTS GO DOWN
THE AIR IS THICK
I'LL SEARCH FOR WOOD
AND THE STARE IS SICK
SILHOUETTES APPEAR
THE CROWD ALL CHEER
IT FEELS LIKE THEY WHERE WAITING YEARS..

[No lyrics]

yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah yeah yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah
yeah, yeah, ok-ok, uhuh but, yeah yeah yeah

yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah yeah yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah
yeah, yeah, ok-ok, uhuh but, yeah yeah yeah

So I sit in some trendy bar
with a girl who i met through my mate Char-lott
she's a bit of a sort, everything was cool until we talked
now she didn't offend me, but her chat was proper empty
i realised the girl i'm stalking
is fit but fucking boring
and i'm nearly snoring
because she goes on and on
about her boresome family
and the village she is from
and she's studying maths
her favourite colour is black
and she's a terrible cook
and-i can't help from staring at her rack

cos i'm listening
yeah-i'm tuning in!
cos what you say is really interesting (yeah!)
cos i'm tuning in
yeah-i'm zooming in!
cos when you talk i really do listen

so we get onto this conversation it was oh so fun
and when she finished i downed another drink of coke and rum
i got a toilet break and had a cheeky fag
she went when i came back i had to guard her bag
-if you come home with me i work all you need
cos i've got a myspace and i don't mind we can walk at your pace
if you wanna stay the night then it really is alright
cos theres enough space and i really think that you'd like my place

cos i'm listening
yeah-i'm tuning in!
cos what you say is really interesting (yeah!)
cos i'm tuning in
yeah-i'm zooming in!
cos when you talk i really do listen (honest!)

*Snoring*

yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah yeah yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah
yeah, yeah, ok-ok, uhuh but, yeah yeah yeah

So i asked her what music she liked
- A bit of everything really
I asked her be more specific, but she can't answer my query
ok thats enough, i've heard enough mindless chat
i need to curb on the bullshit and get her back to my flat
- girl i've heard enough, you talk about such wanton stuff
cos i've got a myspace and i don't mind we can walk at your pace
- i've sat right here polite, lets go back now i'm borderline
cos theres enough space and i really think that you'd like my place

*Intro in background*

cos i'm listening
yeah-i'm tuning in!
cos what you say is really interesting (yeah!)
cos i'm tuning in
yeah-i'm zooming in!
cos when you talk i really do listen (honest!)

oh-na na na, na-na, na na na-na, na na
bla-blah blah blah, blah-blah, blah blah blah-blah, blah blah
oh-na na na, na-na, na na na-na, na na
bla-blah blah blah, blah-blah, blah blah blah-blah, blah blah

-if you come home with me i work all you need
cos i've got a myspace and i don't mind we can walk at your pace
if you wanna stay the night then it really is alright
cos theres enough space and i really think that you'd like my place

*Spoken*
Come on!
Go on...
you know you wanna
bit of fun ennit?
i'll make you a cup of coffee
i'll pay for the taxi, once it gets here
we can talk more at my house go on, seriously
Oh nice one!

OK, yeah it's Hadouken!
It's our dance lesson
We keep that movin'
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
We keep that movin'
We keep that movin'

Now work it, work it, work it, work it, work it, work it, work it, shake it
Move it, yeah move that ass
Move, move, move, move that ass
Shake it, shake it, work it
Yeah, yeah, you've gotta work it
You've gotta shake your back

Don't have to look hard, you're not a gangsta
You live with your mum and you work in Asda
So what you gotta start a fight
Can you have one dance on a Saturday night?
I know that, it's cool to be hard and hard to be cool
Just like at school
When you're out with the lads don't act like a tool

Well you have to move in your own way
Don't worry what they say
You'll soon grow up and do the cliché

Now work it, work it, work it, work it, work it, work it, work it, shake it
Move it, yeah move that ass
Move, move, move, move that ass
Shake it, shake it, work it
Yeah, yeah, you've gotta work it
You've gotta shake your back
You've gotta work it

Well you have to move in your own way
Don't worry what they say
You'll soon grow up and do the cliché
Do the cliché, hey

Go on the dance, yes please
Get on the dancefloor, don't freeze
Shake your booty, move them knees
Get down to the rythm of the 80s cheese

Don't have to look hard, you're not a gangsta
You live with your mum and you work in Asda
So what you gotta start a fight
Can you have one dance on a Saturday night?
I know that, it's cool to be hard and hard to be cool
Just like at school
When you're out with the lads don't act like a tool

Well you have to move in your own way
Don't worry what they say
You'll soon grow up and do the cliché
Do the cliché, hey

Now work it, work it, work it, work it, work it, work it, work it, shake it
Move it, yeah move that ass
Move, move, move, move that ass
Shake it, shake it, work it
Yeah, yeah, you've gotta work it
You've gotta shake your back
We keep that movin'
Now work it, work it, work it, work it, work it, work it, work it, shake it
Move it, yeah move that ass
Move, move, move, move that ass
Shake it, shake it, work it
Yeah, yeah, you've gotta work it
You've gotta shake your back
We keep that movin'

You gotta work it
We keep that movin'
We keep that movin'
We keep that movin'
We keep that movin'
We keep that movin'

[No lyrics]