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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Hooverphonic
Hooverphonic
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alex Callier
Alex Callier
Composer
Tjeerd Bomhof
Tjeerd Bomhof
Composer
O.F. Wichers
O.F. Wichers
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Alex Callier
Alex Callier
Producer

Lyrics

PRAISE BE Praise be to the working man I used to be a scientist working in a lab Creating all my viruses, creating them real fast 67 Nobel prizes, really in my prime Until one day my rats they said: Hey boy you've got time I've got time I'm fed up with these rats I'm starting up a movement with a bunch of killer cats He's got time He's out every night Starting out with drinking and always ending up in fights No lazy days were ever meant for me Buddha, Buddha, Buddha, Buddha Buddha, Buddha, Buddha, Buddha I've got time You've got time And so I went to Asia And so I went and ran Hiding from the notorious law and looking for some sun I was chasing that old dragon Got hooked on Chinese wine Greyhound was my middle name And in Chao-Min I did time And boy, there I really had some time
Writer(s): Tjeerd Bomhof, Otto Wichers, Alex Callier Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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