Chains - Ché-Fu, DLT

Come test me like a bomb straight from Mururoa

How comes i got cyclops fish in my water

A nation of Pacific lambs to the slaughter

Three eyes for my son and an extra foot for my daughter

Gifts from a land that I don’t even know

I was too slow, to even see that escargot

You say I’m all blow no cash exchange I didn’t lie

There’s a picture of me in the dictionary under «French

Fry», no racism I’m out for who’s in charge

I’d like to lay a fat cable in their backyard

Too far they’ve gone now I’m radioactive strong

I just walk past the switch and all the lights turn on

No «last dragon» just left my bones exposed

Didn’t reach no final level yet my body still glows

Why do you wanna annoy, nuclear boy with your toy

Wa Pihia neke mase a koe

Feel the light of one who stays over come some

Day set your sights and chip away

Come break my chains come help me out living in

The city ain’t so bad (x4)

Ch-ch Chale may i pull you 'side for a second

Asking you a question checkin what you reckon

Why you letting your guard down with a frown

Freaking bout what you wear how you walk

Around town did your heads ever think further

Than threads, instead your dress code of the

Soul wardrobe is dead, mislead maybe why’s my mirror hazy, morphin into

something else my own imae is fading, making, moulding, holding, folding,

is it more or a moive, Channel 2 or 3? Stolen stupid as such why is it

televsion be now ruled by a crutch, hairless and fearless

Devoid of all shape like a snake, stick, your mouth around the bit that says

inflate, breath deep if a sucker that you be, time is running out for me,

to old for cold rubber making whoopee, i prefer a woman who is real to the

touch, she feels much, she be the «starsky» to my hutch

You crunched up my sisters to the point of no

Return, anoint the tan with the ointment, now

Ken & barbie burn, crispy pink, with a plastic

Sheen turn it over, baste it with a bit of margerine

«mmm mmm smells good» the swine taste fine whe’re my christmas pud

Come break, my chains come help me out living in the city ain’t so bad

Come break, my chains come help me out living in the city ain’t so bad

Come break, my chains come help me out living in the city ain’t so bad

Come break, my chains come help me out living in the city ain’t so bad

I opened up my mind, i severed it straight down

The middle, conciousness like the ocean started

Out from the trickle, inspiration now the damn is

Broken my brain is open game is over time to

Insert your token, hopin i didn’t see my deepest

Upleasentries my creepy crawlies goupe title

«insecurities» what-chu-mean? i mean the kind

That make you worry, buggers like bove and

Money ain’t it funny regardless of emotions

That i’ve found the things that pick you up can

Be the same that put you down, underground in

The pits of dispair way down there, once again

I’ve got to make my way from here, bleeding

Needing a piece of self discovery so i can

Patch myself up and make a quick recovery

Cause it just soon helium baloon bursting

Come break, my chains come help me out living in the city ain’t so bad

Come break, my chains come help me out living in the city ain’t so bad

Come break, my chains come help me out living in the city ain’t so bad

Come break, my chains come help me out living in the city ain’t so bad

Come break, my chains come help me (Tights is the gag in my mouth)

Come break, my chains come help me (Tights is the gag in my mouth)

Come break my chains come help me out (picking up the reigns in the south)

Tell who’s gonna buy who’s gonna sell?