Cibo Matto - Sci-fi Wasabi Lyrics
Whats up b? wa-sa-biIm searchin the city for sci-fi wasabiThe start button has been pushed alreadyObi-wan kenobi is waiting for me in union squareMy wheel needs repair. the bike lanes glowing all over the cityMy bike specializes in the nitty-grittyNew york city never had equality, its reality, economic dualityWhere are my amenitiesTell me my sanityAint no analogy for individuality, I got immunity from multiplicityThats how we do it. we got your harmony.Wheres youre identity?Our name is stereotype with an aI got to get the shit straightYour vision of stupiditys made of vanityKeep your quality up in the skyThere is a hole on broadway, no control, its in my wayI feel no goal. where is my soul?I got no reset for this gameA.o.k. gotta find an alley anywayMy hair turns grey day by dayDont erase your points, youve got your paceDont waste your days, get your innerspaceDont give me chase, Im at st. marks placeFeeling stromboli, not ravioliIm charging my energy fresh as a daisyBiologically let your system know whats upHere comes your twin hopperYuka honda knows her water - pass the volvicNo wonder her fingers are smooth like butterIts specific. no mind trafficCibo matto 1999!Im miho hatori straight outta purgatoriAi? ai? alright? Im passing on your rightDont be snobby with meNot aioli, surely not mobyObi-wan kenobi told me in the lobbyTechnically Im free and I can find the keyOur name is stereotype with an aIve got to get the shit straight. can you relate, my mate?Dont be late, my gate is openDowntown still sends me up in the sky
