Fatboy Slim ft. Bootsy Collins – Weapon Of Choice Mp3/Mp4 Download & Lyrics

Fatboy Slim ft. Bootsy Collins – Weapon Of Choice Mp3/Mp4 Download & Lyrics. Norman Quentin Cook, also known by his stage name Fatboy Slim, is an English musician, DJ, and record producer who helped to popularise the big beat genre in the 1990s. 

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Fatboy Slim ft. Bootsy Collins – Weapon Of Choice Lyrics;

‘Fore they catch ya chainsmokin’ (word)…
‘Fore they catch ya…

Don’t be shocked by the tone of my voice
Check out my new weapon, weapon of choice
Don’t be shocked by the tone of my voice
Check out my new weapon, weapon of choice, yeah

Listen to the sound of my voice (aah)
You can check it on out, it’s the weapon of choice, yeah
Don’t be shocked by the tone of my voice (aah)
It’s the new weapon, the weapon of choice

You can blow with this
Or you can blow with that
You can blow with this
Or you can blow with that
Or you can blow with this
Or you can blow with that
Or you can blow with us

You can blow with this
Or you can blow with that
You can blow with this
Or you can blow with that
You can blow..

Walk without rhythm, it won’t attract the worm
Walk without rhythm, and it won’t attract the worm
Walk without rhythm, and it won’t attract the worm
If you walk without rhythm (uh), you never learn

Don’t be shocked by the tone of my voice
Check out my new weapon, weapon of choice
Don’t be shocked by the tone of my voice
Check out my new weapon, weapon of choice

(Can’t forget to load it)
Before they catch ya chainsmokin’
(Can’t forget to load it)
Before they catch ya chainsmokin’
(Can’t forget to load it)
Before they catch ya chainsmokin’
(Can’t forget to load it)
Before they catch ya chainsmokin’

You can blow with this
You can blow with that
You can blow with this
Or you can blow with that
Or you can blow with this
Or you can blow with that
Or you can blow with us

You can blow with this
You can blow with that
You can blow with this
Or you can blow with that
Or you can blow..

Organically grown
Through the hemisphere, I roam
To make love to the angels of light, yeah
And my girl
I guess you just don’t understand
It’s gone beyond bein’ a man
As I drift off into the night
I’m in flight
She’s a Boy Scout, no doubt
But I’m gonna hold my cool
‘Cause the music rules, yeah
So groove on, baby
Check it out

Halfway between the gutter and the stars, yeah
Halfway between the gutter and the stars, yeah

You can blow with this
Or you can blow with that
You can blow with this
Or you can blow with that
Or you can blow with this
Or you can blow with that
Or you can blow with us

You can blow with this
You can blow with that
You can blow with this
Or you can blow with that
Or you can blow with..

‘Fore they catch ya chainsmokin’ (word)…

….THE END