How U Feelin?
Peeping Tom Lyrics


"And they drove him there
Like a key to a skeptic
When the bills start nibbling through the door
And whoa, whoa, whoa they're gone..."

Won't you come in and let's get started
This angel's fallen, so heed my calling
The wheels are rolling, the tension's growing
So join our reverie, walk into heaven
We're driving Lamborghinis and we're sipping on martinis
We're slurping on linguinis but we're spying on bikinis
We're sowing what we're reaping and we're here to sell you freedom
Apocalypse is nearing, won't you tell me how you're feeling?

(rap)

Driving Lamborghinis and we're sipping on martinis
With caviar and blinis but we're spying on bikinis
And if that isn't good enough, we're here to set you free
Apocalypse is nearing, won't you tell me how your feeling?

Apocalypse is nearing
So tell me how you feeling
Yeah, I can hear you screaming
But tell me how you feeling?
Apocalypse is nearing
So tell me how you feeling
You're kicking and screaming
But tell me how you feeling?

Kicking the cloud ... and the rain is pouring
And I don't know what's worse
Sitting here or at the back of the hearse
Upon accused
... pigeons summon
The gods are killing the...
...if I'm the chosen one
I wasn't chosen for this...
And my condolences, son
This ain't fun for anyone
Please ignore the pain and say amen

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eleni ff

"And they drove him there
Like a key to a skeptic
When the bills start nibbling through the door
And whoa, whoa, whoa they're gone..."

Won't you come in and let's get started
This angel's fallen, so heed my calling
The wheels are rolling, the tension's growing
So join our reverie, walk into heaven

We're driving Lamborghinis and we're sipping on martinis
We're slurping on linguinis but we're spying on bikinis
We're sowing what we're reaping and we're here to sell you freedom
Apocalypse is nearing, won't you tell me how you're feeling

Driving Lamborghinis and we're sipping on martinis
With caviar and blinis but we're spying on bikinis
And if that isn't good enough, we're here to set you free
Apocalypse is nearing, won't you tell me how your feeling?

Apocalypse is nearing
So tell me how you feeling
Yeah, I can hear you screaming
But tell me how you feeling?
Apocalypse is nearing
So tell me how you feeling
You're kicking and screaming
But tell me how you feeling?

Kicking the cloud ... and the rain is pouring
And I don't know what's worse
Sitting here or at the back of the hearse
Upon accused
... pigeons summon
The gods are killing the...
...if I'm the chosen one
I wasn't chosen for this...
And my condolences, son
This ain't fun for anyone
Please ignore the pain and say amen



Joaopop 11

"And they drove him there
Like a key to a skeptic
When the bills start nibbling through the door
And whoa, whoa, whoa they're gone..."
Won't you come in and let's get started
This angel's fallen, so heed my calling
The wheels are rolling, the tension's growing
So join our reverie, walk into heaven
We're driving Lamborghinis and we're sipping on martinis
We're slurping on linguinis but we're spying on bikinis
We're sowing what we're reaping and we're here to sell you freedom
Apocalypse is nearing, won't you tell me how you're feelin?
Bringing it closer than an eye holes at your service
Nevermind, the Secadona is no place to work
Double rhyming laying strong on the tab of the nervous
And the design all gone, packing fruit for dessert
It's for infamy, same as the next man walking
Taxable personal business
Finding it so difficult to tell the difference
Between key and non-structional and biggest hits
Hey you may find your sound
And then I'll open up the doors of love
And steal the gangster in town
But if you give me the crutch
Down in the home of the dead
I'll crave nothing much like
(I'm back) Enough
Driving Lamborghinis and we're sipping on martinis
With caviar and blinis but we're spying on bikinis
And if that isn't good enough, we're here to set you free
Apocalypse is nearing, won't you tell me how your feelin?
Apocalypse is nearing
So tell me how u feelin
Yeah, I can hear you screaming
But tell me how u feelin?
Apocalypse is nearing
So tell me how u feelin
You're kicking and screaming
But tell me how u feelin?
Kicking the clone, the rain is pouring
And I don't know what's worse
Sitting here in the back of a hearse
Barbecue's so warm and speed bumps are forming
The bitching summer
The gods are killing
The fires are burning
The pages turning and I'm the chosen one
I wasn't chosen for this
For the song you sung and you been kissed
And my condolences son, this ain't fun for anyone
Please ignore the clemency
Amen.



All comments from YouTube:

Daniel Mcmahan

Patton and Beck would make an outstanding duo

LesfleursdumalSofia

First time I saw Mike live was 20 years ago...and everytime I check out his carreer he's always doing something good. He's a brilliant, talented man with a special forwarded seeing...GREAT!

eleni ff

"And they drove him there
Like a key to a skeptic
When the bills start nibbling through the door
And whoa, whoa, whoa they're gone..."

Won't you come in and let's get started
This angel's fallen, so heed my calling
The wheels are rolling, the tension's growing
So join our reverie, walk into heaven

We're driving Lamborghinis and we're sipping on martinis
We're slurping on linguinis but we're spying on bikinis
We're sowing what we're reaping and we're here to sell you freedom
Apocalypse is nearing, won't you tell me how you're feeling

Driving Lamborghinis and we're sipping on martinis
With caviar and blinis but we're spying on bikinis
And if that isn't good enough, we're here to set you free
Apocalypse is nearing, won't you tell me how your feeling?

Apocalypse is nearing
So tell me how you feeling
Yeah, I can hear you screaming
But tell me how you feeling?
Apocalypse is nearing
So tell me how you feeling
You're kicking and screaming
But tell me how you feeling?

Kicking the cloud ... and the rain is pouring
And I don't know what's worse
Sitting here or at the back of the hearse
Upon accused
... pigeons summon
The gods are killing the...
...if I'm the chosen one
I wasn't chosen for this...
And my condolences, son
This ain't fun for anyone
Please ignore the pain and say amen

Joaopop 11

"And they drove him there
Like a key to a skeptic
When the bills start nibbling through the door
And whoa, whoa, whoa they're gone..."
Won't you come in and let's get started
This angel's fallen, so heed my calling
The wheels are rolling, the tension's growing
So join our reverie, walk into heaven
We're driving Lamborghinis and we're sipping on martinis
We're slurping on linguinis but we're spying on bikinis
We're sowing what we're reaping and we're here to sell you freedom
Apocalypse is nearing, won't you tell me how you're feelin?
Bringing it closer than an eye holes at your service
Nevermind, the Secadona is no place to work
Double rhyming laying strong on the tab of the nervous
And the design all gone, packing fruit for dessert
It's for infamy, same as the next man walking
Taxable personal business
Finding it so difficult to tell the difference
Between key and non-structional and biggest hits
Hey you may find your sound
And then I'll open up the doors of love
And steal the gangster in town
But if you give me the crutch
Down in the home of the dead
I'll crave nothing much like
(I'm back) Enough
Driving Lamborghinis and we're sipping on martinis
With caviar and blinis but we're spying on bikinis
And if that isn't good enough, we're here to set you free
Apocalypse is nearing, won't you tell me how your feelin?
Apocalypse is nearing
So tell me how u feelin
Yeah, I can hear you screaming
But tell me how u feelin?
Apocalypse is nearing
So tell me how u feelin
You're kicking and screaming
But tell me how u feelin?
Kicking the clone, the rain is pouring
And I don't know what's worse
Sitting here in the back of a hearse
Barbecue's so warm and speed bumps are forming
The bitching summer
The gods are killing
The fires are burning
The pages turning and I'm the chosen one
I wasn't chosen for this
For the song you sung and you been kissed
And my condolences son, this ain't fun for anyone
Please ignore the clemency
Amen.

Julian Hansen

This is some seriously badass rap crossover song, totally unique like the rest of the songs on the album. Patton is the type who gets bored with one genre, if his whole career was faith no more and rock he would throw up, he has a hip hop fetish, and may I say, on Getaway and How I Feeling, he and his work mates did a pretty good job imo!

Zoë amai

Wauw. I love it a little to much (:

Filip

The beat always reminded me of the videogame LOST VIKINGS, lol. Good stuff.

Strange Foot

cant wait to see some new fresh beats like this one in 2012. oh yeah they cant have that till mike finds me so we can make some. well im waitinu have the money i have the talent..

atheistunicorn

i love this song

What is Truth?

@Sheilaaliens Hey Sis..! Hehe, I was surprised to see you on here! ;-o ! I see you're back online again so I'm looking forward to your next vidz...! Hope things are well with you ;) Best wishes n blessings..!

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