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Hyperactive! - Thomas Dolby
Lyrics by:T. Dolby
Composed by:T. Dolby
Hmm tell me about your childhood
At the tender age of three
I was hooked to a machine
Just to keep my mouth from spouting junk
Must have took me for a fool
When they chucked me out of school
'Cause the teacher knew I had the funk
But tonight I'm on the edge
Fellas shut me in the fridge
'Cause I'm burning up I'm burning up
With the vision in my brain
And the music in my veins
And the dirty rhythm in my blood
They are messing with my heart
And they're messing with my heart
And they're messing with my heart
Won't stop messing with me
Ripping me apart
Hyperactive when I'm small
Hyperactive now I'm grown
Hyperactive and the night is young
And in a minute I'll blow
And they're messing with my heart
And they're messing with my heart
Ripping ripping ripping ripping ripping
Me apart
Semaphore out on the floor
Messages from outer space
Deep heat for the feet
The rhythm of your heartbeat
'Cause the music of the street
It isn't any rapattack
It isn't any rapattack
Rapattack rapattack rapattack
Like a is a die
I can reach into your homes
Like an itch in your headphones
You can't turn it up
Tripp yeah
I'm the shape in your back room
I'm the breather on the phone
And I'm burning up
But there's one thing I must say
Before they lock me up again
You'd be safer at the back
When I'm having an attack
Attack attack attack
Hyperactive when I'm small
Hyperactive now I'm tall
Hyperactive as the day is long
Hyperactive in my bones
Hyperactive in your phones
Hyperactive and the night is young
Hyperactive when I'm small
Hyperactive now I'm grown
Hyperactive 'til I'm dead and gone
Stand up hyperactivate
Get up hyperactivate
Wise up hyperactivate
London hyperactivate
Hyperactive when I'm small
Hyperactive now I'm grown
Hyperactive and the day is young
Hyperactive in my bones
Hyperactive in your phones
Hyperactive and the night is young