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I'm Shandi. I hope you like it here. I don't say much with words...but instead I speak to you with music, images, and by showing you everything i love in art and fashion. if you follow me, i will follow back and we can feed off of eachother. i love comments and feedback. thank you for coming. please stay.

Tuesday, December 08, 2009

Tuneful Tuesday: The Crystal Method featuring Emily Haines

The Crystal Method kind of sparked my interest in electronic music, which led me to some of my favorite musical acts such as CSS, Passion Pit and Ladytron!  I am way thankful for that.  I love this song and it doesn't hurt that it features Emily Haines from Metric...I would drink her bath water.  I first learned of The Crystal Method when I heard another song they did with Meiko called Falling Hard.  That is such an amazing song, check it out!  Enjoy and happy Tuesday!



In the taxi
Spit the bad seed
Spit the bad seed
He came out to testify
Rip the black jean
With his gold teeth
In the back seat
He came out to testify

I'm not a follower
Don't want to follow her
Don't want a piece of the pie
Where I land I don't care
I don't need a plan
One night at a time

Who kicks open every door lately?
He can't stop
He can't stop fighting
Who says, "I won't leave 'til you make me?"
He can't stop
He can't stop losing a round

Looks like me
Dressed like me
Just like me
Looks like me
Dressed like me
Just like me

In the back seat of the taxi
He came out to testify
In the back seat of the taxi
Kept saying, "Who am I?"
In the back seat of the taxi
He came out to testify
In the back seat of the taxi
Said not to move, he's fine

Don't play with drugs in your bloodstream
Don't play with bugs for your bad dreams

I'm gonna hold my breath 'til you come back clean
Gonna hold my breath 'til you come back clean
Gonna hold my breath 'til you come back clean
Gonna hold my breath 'til you come back clean
Gonna hold my breath 'til you come back clean

In the taxi
Spit the bad seed
Spit the bad seed
Rip the black jean
With his gold teeth
In the back seat

(Make it up)
(Hold my breath)
(Where I land I don't care, I don't need a plan)
(I don't give a damn, I don't need a plan)

Don't play with drugs in your bloodstream
(Gonna hold my breath 'til you come back clean)

Come back to us when you come clean

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