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Here Is The 13-Minute Version Of (And Lyrics For) "DoYaThing," The Gorillaz/James Murphy/André 3000 Song

Here Is The 13-Minute Version Of (And Lyrics For) "DoYaThing," The Gorillaz/James Murphy/André 3000 Song

Apparently the release of the Converse-sponsored collaboration between Gorillaz, LCD Soundsystem's James Murphy, and the fleet-tongued André 3000 wasn't the end of that song's release cycle; last night a 13-minute version of the track, with Three Stacks going bonkers about being the shit (no, really) over a fuzzed-and-spaced, throbbing beat before things get a tad more somber (but, you know, in a fun way), hit the web. Clip below, along with the lyrics, as lovingly transcribed by SOTC pal Andy Hutchins.

Lyrics:

(Damon Albarn)

I'm a pale imitator of a boy in the sky With a cap in his hand and a knot in his tie I'm the light in the mall when the power is gone The shadow in the corner, just playin' along I'ma lay right in my bed, I'm rolling aside But if I get a car (Uh), I'm roamin' to rob Because I know if I ever chill of livin' to you You've got a folding chair, and you don't know what to do You talk

(James Murphy?)

You wanna do it, but you don't know what you're doin', baby (Ah-ah-ah-ah) You wanna feel it, but you don't know what you're feelin', good night (All right, how are we doing?)

And if you're thinking that I don't know what you're thinkin', baby (Ah-ah-ah-ah) You're done with thinking and I'm going out and making it right (All right, how do you do?)

(Albarn)

I'm impregnable, incredible, the setting of quo I'm at Lay Chimirida, not a heart and so' I got a Saturday night, and nothing is dead And if I ever had to do it, well, you know I wouldn't care I just kicked down, I love when I'm seen Yeah, and if I'm on a tour back, the message is free Then there's a fire, a ray, a knot in sight And if you get popped here, you get 'em a lot You get a heart, bake

You wanna do it, but you don't know what you're doin', baby (Ah-ah-ah-ah) You wanna feel it, but you don't know what you're feelin', good night (All right, how are we doing?)

And if you're thinking that I don't know what you're thinkin', baby (Ah-ah-ah-ah) You're done with thinking and I'm going out and making it right (All right, how do you do?)

(Andre 3000)

Every time we try, we get nowhere Wouldn't it be nice if we were just normal people, yeah? Tryin' so hard to act like we don't care (Hmmm) But it's true, you do, nothin' is left, so I guess I'm right

New word: Onomateopoeia (Boom) Quit actin' like you don't wanna be here Fuck around and get jumped like leap year Glock and a glove make you really wanna leave me a... ...lone, get the fuck on, go'n Okay, okay, okay, back to the happy songs Rap ain't nothin' but an auto-talkin' kit My girl look pretty up there ridin' dick My plaid past, my solid future Astronaut ass and a gorgeous coochie I'm an outcast, but you're into me Summer got mad 'cause winter blew me That Juicy Fruit, that splooshie-sploosh Generation X on bloop-de-bloop Get duked out, or get dookie-duked Er'rybody hit the floor, we through the roof Like a chimney, now come in me How come it be, some lame, man Nigga talkin' 'bout "Aww, he don't rap enough" But y'all rap a lot and I'm like "Wrap it up, hoe" Ye ain't Scarface, ye ain't Willie D Ye ain't Bushwick, ye ain't killin' me Better play with ya ma'fuckin' mama Betcha still stay witcha ma'fuckin' mama Keep sleepin' on me, I'ma rock my pajamas In the daytime, I swear, I promise Dare a nigga say somethin', tear a nigga face off How come blacks don't play baseball? Y'all white, know y'all can taste all this fly shit I stay finna take off

Do ya damn thing, do ya thing-a-thing Do ya damn thing, do ya thing-a-thing Do ya damn thing, do ya thing-a-thing Ye ain't fresh squeezed juice, nigga, you that Tang

Do ya damn thing, do ya thing-a-thing Do ya damn thing, do ya thing-a-thing Do ya damn thing, do ya thing-a-thing Well, is you really Slick Rick? Nope, you just ain't a thing

Bet it up, head erupts A lava language and a vocal volcanic If it ain't fixed, don't broke it, don't panic If it ain't this, it ain't shit, goddammit If it ain't this, it ain't dope, it don't flush And if it ain't hip or don't hop, well then hush "Man, they sound like," "Man, they stole yo'," "Man, they look like": Nope, it ain't us

Ah, do ya damn thing, do ya thing-a-thing Do ya damn thing, do ya thing-a-thing Do ya damn thing, do ya thing-a-thing Is you really Slick Rick? No, you just ain't a thing

Do ya damn thing, do ya thing-a-thing Do ya damn thing, do ya thing-a-thing Do ya damn thing, do ya thing-a-thing Ye ain't fresh squeezed juice, nigga, you that Tang

Every time we try, we get nowhere Wouldn't it be nice if we were just normal people, yeah? Tryin' so hard to act like we don't care (I 'on't care) But it's true, you do, nothin' is left, so I guess I'm right

Flip the page, our days are revelations (Hiiide!) Space is strange, doctor, I've got no patience! Oh, it's all a part of the process (Okay, okay) Nothin's new, it's true, cool, I admit, shit, I guess you're right!

(I even mumble I'm the shit) (Need mumble, I can mumble) (I can mumble that I'm the shit)

I'm the shit! I'm the shit! Yeahhhhh, I'm the shit! Haaaaaaa, I'm the shit!

I know it sound good to you! 'Cause it sound excellent to me! I'm the shit, yeahhhhh! Yeah, I'm the shit!

I do it 'cause I'm convinced I do it 'cause I'm the shit I'm never on the fence! Ah! I'm never on the fence!

Yeahhhh! I'm the shit! Yeaaaah! I'm the shit! Yeah! I could even take keys on y'all! I can even make it a hunnid degrees on y'all, I'm the shit! Yeah, yeahhhh! I'm the shit! Ahhhhhhh, I'm the shit!

Mumble 'cause I'm the shit Yeah, I can mumble 'cause I'm the shit, I can mumble I don't have to say shit 'cause I'm the shit I don't have to say a goddamn thing 'cause I'm the motherfucking shit And you know it! I'm the shit!

Say it wit' me! I'm the shiiiit...

Sometimes I feel like the shit Sometimes I feel like the shit, sometimes I feel like I'm shit Sometimes I wanna stand for somethin', then sometimes wanna sit I didn't really plan on cussin', but sometime it just slip

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh! I'm the shit! I'm the shit! Yeaaaaaah, I'm the shit! Ahhhhhhhhhhh! I'm the shit! Yeaaaaaaaaah! I'm the shit! Ahhhhhhhhhhh, yeah! I'm the shit!

I know it sound good to youuuuu 'Cause it sound good to meeeeee I'm the shit! Yeah, yeah, I'm the shit!

You need to walk away from the mic 'Cause I'm the shit! I did it tonight I'm the shit! Yeah, I do it riiiight I'm the shit! I don't even have to sing in key Ohhh! It's ALL ABOUT ME! I'm the shit!

Run back to the mud! I'm the shit! I could do this shit all night! I'm the shit! I could do it in the day, I'm the shit! I could do it any way, I'm the shit! Yeahhhhh, I'm the shit!

That's it Yeah, I can say it Now I can say it, don't you see it?

I don't even sweat!

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh! I'm the shit! I'M THE SHIT! I SAID I'M THE SHIT!

It might sound good to you It sound excellent to me

Fuck! I'm the shit! I'm the shit!

I take a piss 'cause I'm the shit! I can fart on it, I'm the shit! I can squat on it, I'm the shit! I get dome on it, I'm the shit! I make her climb on it, I'm the shit! This song will be I'm the shit! The sun love me, I'm the shit! The moon is jealous of me! The sun is jealous of me! The rain is jealous of me! EVERYTHING IS JEALOUS OF ME! I'M THE SHIT!

I'M THE SHIT! I'M THE SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIAAAHHHH AHHHHH-AH-AH-AH-AH, AH-AH-AH-AH, AH-AH-AH-AH

You can't have a piece of my pie! I'm the shit! I'm that guy! I'm the shit! I don't know why! But I'm the shit!

Yeah, I'm the shit Don't even have to scream I don't even have to dream I'm the shit, I make you cream 'Cause I'm the shit Yeahhh, I'm the shit

When I stand up, everybody sit, I'm the shit Asshole

Sometime I feel like the shit, sometime I feel like I'm shit Sometime I wanna stand for somethin', then sometime wanna sit Didn't really plan on cussin', but sometime it just slip When you the mayonnaise and the mustard, you can't relish in it And when them panties turn to custard, who the hell do they miss? And when the nanny fucks the husband, what does she tell the kids? That's a whole 'nother discussion, we can't fit in our kicks That's a whole 'nother discussion, you can't fit in these kicks Yeah

The way I feel tonight, I think I'll wear these shades For the rest of my life Yeah Yeah

The way I feel tonight, I think I'll wear these shades for the rest of my life The way I feel tonight, I think I'ma wear these shades for the rest of my life That way, you won't be able to see the disappointment in my eyes 'Cause they don't lie (Don't lie...), not to my eyes (Not to my eyes...) Nah, they don't lie (Don't lie...), not to my eyes (Not to my eyes...), un-un (They don't lie, they don't lie...) (Not to my eyes, not to my eyes...) (Not to my eyes, not to my eyes...) (Not to my eyes, not to my eyes...)

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