Music is a commodity

It’s not based on reality

Never based on quality

It isn’t based on anything

Least of all

if you can sing

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Got the beat boy?

Got the beat girl?

Got the beat boy?

Got the beat girl?

Got the beat boy?

Got the beat girl?

Mix ya, pix ya,

Trix ya, fix ya

Have ya got that beat?

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In the new reality

There’s no fragility

You are just a wannabe

Everyones a crook

It all depends

on how you look

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Got the beat boy?

Got the beat girl?

Got the beat boy?

Got the beat girl?

Got the beat boy?

Got the beat girl?

Mix ya, pix ya,

Trix ya, fix ya

Have ya got that beat?

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Fake your rage

Take the stage

Tell me to be amazed

You write every page

You want the fame cage

Laser lights eyes glazed

Then you sayyyyy

Let’s stop!

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Beat boy (sotto)

Beat boy

Beat boy

Beat boy

Beat boy

Beat boy

Got the beat boy?

Got the beat girl?

Got the beat boy?

Got the beat girl?

Mix ya, pix ya,

Trix ya, fix ya

Have you got that beat?

Mix ya, pix ya,

Trix ya, fix ya

Have ya got that beat?

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Copyright: Rod de Lisle