Can’t Stop - triple j Like A Version

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Suffa] Can't stop, addicted to the shindig Chop Top, he says I'm gonna win big Choose not a life of imitation Distant cousin to the reservation Defunct, the pistol that you pay for This punk, the feelin' that you stay for In time I want to be your best friend East side love is living on the West End Knocked out, but, boy, you better come to Don't die, you know, the truth as some do Go write your message on the pavement Burn so bright, I wonder what the wave meant White heat is screamin' in the jungle Complete the motion if you stumble Go ask the dust for any answers Come back strong with fifty belly dancers [Chorus: Pressure & Nyassa] The world I love, the tears I drop To be part of the wave, can't stop Ever wonder if it's All for you? The world I love, the trains I hop To be part of the wave, can't stop Come and tell me when it's Time to [Verse 2: Suffa] Sweetheart is bleeding in the snow cone So smart, she's leadin' me to ozone Music, the great communicator Use two sticks to make it in the nature I'll get you into penetration The gender of a generation The birth of every other nation Worth your weight, the gold of meditation This chapter's gonna be a close one Smoke rings, I know you're gonna blow one All on a spaceship, persevering Use my hands for everything but steering Can't stop the spirits when they need you Mop tops are happy when they feed you See Suffa flyin' through the treetop A bird that blows the meaning into bebop [Chorus: Pressure & Nyassa] The world I love, the tears I drop To be part of the waves, can't stop Ever wonder if it's All for you? The world I love, the trains I hop To be part of the waves, can't stop Come and tell me when it's Time to [Bridge: Pressure, Pressure, Suffa & Nyassa, Suffa] And I can feel it Coming in the air tonight Oh Lord I've been waiting for this moment For all of my life Oh Lord I can feel it Coming in the air tonight Oh Lord I've been waiting for this moment For all my life Hold on (Cheah) [Verse 3: Suffa, Suffa, Pressure & Nyassa] Can't stop, addicted to the shindig Chop Top, he says I'm gonna win big Choose not a life of imitation Distant cousin to the reservation Defunct, the pistol that you pay for This punk, the feelin' that you stay for In time I want to be your best friend East side love is living on the West End Knocked out, but, boy, you better come to Don't die, you know, the truth as some do Go write your message on the pavement Burn so bright, I wonder what the wave meant Can't stop the spirits when they need you This life is more than just a read-through