The F-Track (Explicit)
Showtek"The F-Track (Explicit)" is a song by Showtek, released in 2011 in the Pop genre. The song is 4:14 long and contains 50 lines and 314 words.
Lyrics
0:02Geezer first of all it gives me a f**king headache
0:05When idiots like you come knocking on my f**king door
0:08Telling me to turn my f**king noise down
0:11This ain't noise mate this is f**king Showtek
0:14My favourite f**king music
0:16And secondly that daughter of yours who's very hot
0:20Just happens to be coming out with me for the weekend
0:23Weekend
0:23Weekend
0:23Weekend
0:24Weekend
0:24Weekend
0:25Weekend
0:25Weekend
0:25Weekend
0:26Weekend
0:26Weekend
0:27Weekend
0:27So f**k you
1:09So it's that same old s**t again
1:11If it ain't my neighbours complaining about my kicking bass
1:15It's the f**king media telling me my music
1:17Is attracting the worst kinds
1:20Highlighting the drug use and aggressive sounds
1:23These cunts just don't know nothing
1:25About clubbing the late-night raves
1:27So let me tell you this motherf**kers
1:30Not everybody listens to Mr Williams let me
1:33When my generation parties we do it 25000 strong
1:38So people can say what they want but this is all real
1:42And you know this is true
1:44So just let me listen to my music and f**k you
2:22You know what I'm sick of all
2:24The haters always having a reason
2:26To complain about this music and the way
2:28I live my f**king life
2:31I can't believe these suck-ups from the authorities
2:34Telling me that my nightlife is to be cut short
2:37Closing clubs at three instead of five six and seven
2:41Not even considering my afterparty on a Sunday f**king morning
2:45Ha I'm gonna get mashed up before the sun goes down
2:49I'm gonna get drunk too quick in the pub
2:52And I'm gonna pop pills in the lines to the club
2:56Don't try to f**king understand me
2:58Just let me escape from reality
3:01Ain't nobody telling me what to do or what not to do
3:05This is my life this is my music so f**k you
3:22So f**k you
3:35So f**k you
4:14So f**k you
Geezer first of all it gives me a f**king headache When idiots like you come knocking on my f**king door Telling me to turn my f**king noise down This ain't noise mate this is f**king Showtek My favourite f**king music And secondly that daughter of yours who's very hot Just happens to be coming out with me for the weekend Weekend Weekend Weekend Weekend Weekend Weekend Weekend Weekend Weekend Weekend Weekend So f**k you So it's that same old s**t again If it ain't my neighbours complaining about my kicking bass It's the f**king media telling me my music Is attracting the worst kinds Highlighting the drug use and aggressive sounds These cunts just don't know nothing About clubbing the late-night raves So let me tell you this motherf**kers Not everybody listens to Mr Williams let me When my generation parties we do it 25000 strong So people can say what they want but this is all real And you know this is true So just let me listen to my music and f**k you You know what I'm sick of all The haters always having a reason To complain about this music and the way I live my f**king life I can't believe these suck-ups from the authorities Telling me that my nightlife is to be cut short Closing clubs at three instead of five six and seven Not even considering my afterparty on a Sunday f**king morning Ha I'm gonna get mashed up before the sun goes down I'm gonna get drunk too quick in the pub And I'm gonna pop pills in the lines to the club Don't try to f**king understand me Just let me escape from reality Ain't nobody telling me what to do or what not to do This is my life this is my music so f**k you So f**k you So f**k you So f**k you
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