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You've Got The Dirtee Love
Florence & The Machine & Dizzee Rascal [Live At The Brit Awards 2010]
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Everybody wants to be famous
Nobody wants to be nameless, aimless
People act shameless, tryna live like entertainers
Want a fat crib with the acre
So they spend money that they ain't made yet
Got a Benz on tik that they ain't paid yet
Spend their paycheck in the West End on the weekend
Got no money by the end of the weekend
But they don't care 'cause their life is a movie
Staring Louis V, paid for by yours truly
Truthfully, it's a joke, like a bad episode of Hollyoaks
Can't keep up with the cover notes
So they got bad credit, livin' on direct debit in debt
They still don't get it
'Cause they're too busy livin' the high life, the nightlife
Huggin' the high when livin' it large, and they all say
Sometimes it seems the going is just too rough
And things go wrong no matter what I do (that's right)
Now and then, it seems that life is just too much (whoo)
But you've got the love I need to see me through
Check it, yo, let me take you down to London City
Where the attitude's bad and the weather is
Everybody's on a paper chase, it's one big rat race
Everybody's got a screw face, so many two-face (whoo-whoo)
Checkin' their high they said they're ready to ride
I'm on the inside looking at the
So it's an accurate reflection (whoo-whoo)
Citywide, north, east, west and the south side
Everywhere I go, there's a goon on the corner (whoo-whoo)
Guns and drugs got the city like a sauna (whoo-whoo)
And it's getting warmer, and out of order (whoo-whoo)
Tryna put a struggling mother to a mourner (yeah, yeah)
Mr. Politician, can you tell me the solution
What's the answer? What's the conclusion?
Is it an illusion? Is it a mirage?
I see youngins die because they tryna live large
And they all say
Sometimes I feel like throwing my hands up in the air
(Put your hands up)
I know I can count on you (that's right, that's right)
Sometimes I feel like saying, "Lord, I just don't care" (whoa)
But you've got the love I need to see me through
(Check it, check it, come on, come on)
You got the love (who's got the love?)
You got the love (who's got the love?)
You got the love (that's right, that's right, that's right, that's right), yeah, yeah
You got the love (who's got the love?)
You got the love (who's got the love?)
You got the love (check it, yo)
Yo, we're living in the days of credit crunch
Give me the dough, I'm tryna have a bunch
But I can't have rice for lunch (whoo-whoo)
It's not there, ain't enough to share
It ain't fair, never dreamed that he could be rare (yeah, yeah)
Who cares, who dares to make a change? (Whoo-whoo)
Everybody's in the club trying to make it rain (whoo-whoo)
But not for famine, just for the sake of having (whoo-whoo)
15 minutes of fame and everywhere's the same (yeah, yeah)
Again and again, I see the same thing (whoo-whoo)
Everybody acting like their plane sailin' (whoo-whoo)
But I see rough seas ahead, maybe a recession (whoo-whoo)
And then a depression in whatever profession (yeah, yeah)
This is my confession, I can't front, I'm in the forefront
Living for money, ready to start like a bungee jump
With no rope, but I ain't tryna see no bottom
Because that's where I came from, I ain't forgotten
You got the love (who's got the love?)
You got the love
You got the love
(That's right, that's right, that's right, that's right, and again)
You got the love (c'mon, c'mon)
You got the love (whoa)
You got the love (whoo)
Who's got the love?
Who's got the love?
Who's got the love? Come on
And again, c'mon
Sometimes I feel like throwing my hands up in the air
I know I can count on all of you
Sometimes I feel like saying, "Lord, I just don't care"
But you've got the love I need to see me through
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