Tekster: Chemical Brothers. Brotherhood. Keep My Composure.

Must keep my composure x2
Space rockin' and killers


Moving through the city
fill my body with the poison
head spinning to the rhythm like clockwork
I aint' trying to do no wrong but they leave with no choice man
there is so much spirit cut the curse to my verse
be the piper pick peppars and I snort lines sorry mom I'm just a man of my times
even though they hold me hostage
said I aint worth a dime and time is money so i aint worth your time

and I aint worth your time
but I aint worth your time x2
Hold it down

Must keep my composure
Must keep my composure
Must keep my composure

Run and hold me closer
Until this is over

Must keep my composure
Through your control look

Run hold me closer
Until this is over


Space rockin' and killers


Everybody is quick to put their arms around me
They got nuttin' to lose
All this gane shit I'm empty inside
And everytime I try to refuel
Quickly ringing
Told me times are hard for ?zemers?
thought I would be fine but
What?
these bitch ????????
But I'm sick of the intent of it
You don't know me and you don't know my style
???????
and your thoughts are quarter live


Said you don't know my style
You aint' half this wild
You aint' half this wild

Hold It Down

Thats right lets stay groove
Come on and let me see you move
Thats right lets stay groove
Come on and let me see you WoooW

Hands up
Hands up
Stand up
Stand up [woo]
[Uh]
Hands up
Hands up
Stand up
Stand up [woo]
[Uh]
Hands up
Hands up
Stand up
Stand up [woo]
[Uh]
Hands up
Hands up
Stand up
Stand up [woo]

Takin' it back to the basics face it
We are the kind to pitch this song in basement
And I aint tying to have a problem here so putcha-
Go on and shake it
get that ass in gear
Go on and shake it
get that ass in gear
Go on and shake it
get that ass in gear
Go on and shake it
get that ass in gear
Go on and shake it
get that ass in gear