We unlock cellular phones
We repair and reservice drones
We've got ultrasonic sensors to keep foxes away
Everything to do with electricity
This is a battle for Gadgetland
This is a battle for Gadgetland
What the hell we fighting for?
I don't think I need you anymore
What the hell we fighting for?
I don't think you need me anymore
We sell batteries, triple-As
Adhesive strips to secure toupees
If we sold windows they'd be double glazed
This is a battle for Gadgetland
This is a battle for Gadgetland
What the hell we fighting for?
I don't think I need you anymore
What the hell we fighting for?
I don't think you need me anymore
Right, you peasants, time to curtsy
My name's Justin, I'm the Earl of Chertsey
Money, land, title, privilege given not hazardly-hap
A kneeling ovation for the undisputed King of rap
Just like you, I have eaten mud
There's nothing blue whatsoever in my blood
But only the finest silks line my suit
By virtue of my talent on electric lute
What the hell we fighting for?
I don't think I need you anymore
What the hell we fighting for?
I don't think you need me anymore
I'm the Earl and you'll do as I tell you
I'm the Earl and you'll do as I tell you!
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