Hey Floyd

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Hey Floyd

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[Intro] There's a man, runnin' hot And there's a night train I know he's gonna stick it out Ride that crazy white horse He's a man, he's a pig in paradise But he might get blown into the weeds tonight [Verse 1] Seems like there's a record stuck And man, I couldn't make it up He's a cool-hand Luke He's a duke on a slippery slope He's dispossessed and crazy Thank you for nothin', baby All those dreams are goin' up in smoke [Chorus] I said hey, Floyd, you got your mind in a mess again Hey, Floyd, you got to learn how to break the chain [Bridge] Oh, yeah There's a night train to your heartbreak, get on It's the big time that's been drivin' you on No more blue skies hanging over your head So whatcha gonna do Floyd? (Do, Floyd...) I've got to know Got to know what you're going to do, yeah Whatcha gonna do, whatcha gonna do? Whatcha gonna do, Floyd? (Do, Floyd...) I got to know I've got to know what you're going to do There's a night train to your heartbreak, get on It's the big time that's been drivin' you on and on No more blue sky hanging over your head No more blue skies hanging over you, ooh... [Verse 2] Come on, Floyd Shoot 'em up and shoot 'em down Cut down that spot of freedom Kick it, stick it, doin' what you can Gotta make the pieces fit Get rid of all that shit Floyd, you can't forget, you're a man [Chorus] I said hey, Floyd, you got your mind in a mess again Hey, Floyd, you got the time on your hands to mend [Break] Come on, Floyd Gotta learn to break that chain now, baby Hey, Floyd Gotta learn to break that chain now, baby [Verse 3] Get off that shotgun ride I know how much you tried To blow the high priestess of pain away You're a lone extravaganza A dirty player and a dirty dancer Hell, man, you don't even know your name [Chorus] Hey, Floyd, you got your mind in a mess again (You got your mind in a mess again) Hey, Floyd, you got to learn how to break the chain (Dirty player, dirty dancer) Come on, Floyd, that's all I ask of you (Dirty player, dirty dancer) (Dirty player, dirty dancer) Come on, Floyd, that's all I ask of you Hey Floyd, don't get your mind in a mess again...

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Credits

Writers
  • Matthew Johnson
  • Paul Turner
  • Sola Akingbola
  • Jay Kay
  • Derrick McKenzie