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I got a message from the crackers
Said they found my gold record machine
It's spinnin' up all day long
I want to stand up and knock me off the street
And it's burnt our sound
It seems I've waited too long
To get blood from a stone sold picnic
And you
Stick to the music champ or you're gonna feel the burn
And no guitar
No guitars, no amps suggests
It makes sense to me
It seems I've waited too long
And now they're wreckin' my house, god damnit
And you
Fantastika
Fantastika
Naughty naughty naughty naughty
Fantastika
What?
Waaah!
I got a message from the crackers
Said there's sounds all over the world
Happy birthday from the bottom of my heart
It seems to tie it all in
And now I've waited too long
And now you're wreckin' my housе, god damnit
And you
And then you
And then you
Yes!
Yеs!
Theres your version!
Fantastika was written by David McCormack.
Fantastika was produced by Robert Moore.