Earl Zinger - Last Of The Great Bassline Hunters текст песни

Текст песни Last Of The Great Bassline Hunters - Earl Zinger



Last of the Bassline Hunters
A dying breed of men and women
Tracking baselines through city streets
Ancient, old tracking
They can smell a bassline from 400 miles
Last of the Great Bassline Hunters
See him here in the early morning
Trying to find those basslines as
They escaped from clubs on their way home
The Great Bassline Hunter, with his
Binocular and his net
Setting up diversions
Making the city his own
Stalking the Leftfield Range
Last of the Great Bassline Hunters
Last of the Great Bassline Hunters
He lets young basslines go till they grow fat
Traps them in his net, setting up traps tracking
An ancient art
Last of the Great Bassline Hunters
An ancient art
Last of the Great Bassline Hunters
An ancient art
Last of the Great Bassline Hunters
An ancient art
Last of the Great Bassline Hunters
An ancient art
Last of the Great Bassline Hunters
An ancient art
Last of the Great Bassline Hunters
Yeah



Авторы: Robert Bernard Gallagher


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