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Sci-fi Wasabi lyrics
What s up B? Wa-sa-bi
I m searchin the city for sci-fi wasabi
The start button has been pushed already
Obi-Wan Kenobi is waiting for me in Union Square
My wheel needs repair. The bike lane s glowing all over the city
My bike "specializes" in the nitty-gritty
New York City never had equality, it s reality, economic duality
Where are my amenities
Tell me my sanity
Ain t no analogy for individuality, I got immunity from multiplicity
That s how we do it. We got your harmony.
Where s you re identity?
Our name is stereotype with an A
I got to get the shit straight
Your vision of stupidity s made of vanity
Keep your quality up in the sky
There is a hole on Broadway, no control, it s in my way
I feel no goal. Where is my soul?
I got no reset for this game
A.O.K. gotta find an alley anyway
My hair turns grey day by day
Don t erase your points, you ve got your pace
Don t waste your days, get your innerspace
Don t give me chase, I m at St. Marks Place
Feeling Stromboli, not ravioli
I m charging my energy fresh as a daisy
Biologically let your system know what s up
Here comes your twin hopper
Yuka Honda knows her water - "Pass the Volvic"
No wonder her fingers are smooth like butter
It s specific. No mind traffic
CIBO MATTO 1999!
I m Miho Hatori straight outta purgatori
Ai? Ai? Alright? I m passing on your right
Don t be snobby with me
Not aioli, surely not Moby
Obi-Wan Kenobi told me in the lobby
Technically I m free and I can find the key
Our name is stereotype with an A
I ve got to get the shit straight. Can you relate, my mate?
Don t be late, my gate is open
Downtown still sends me up in the sky
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