Beck – Hotwax Lyrics

High 5, High 5! High 5, High 5! [rappers]: " C'mon on! 8! Everybody!
C'mon! 7! C'mon, now! 6! 5!
Aw, yeah, I like that shit." When I rock it's like a high 5 Want a slap
in the face I love the taste All my
days with my wheelchair ways Watch me die in my suicide high I don't
mean it 'cause I only come on
to you When I step to the room with a powerful motion Leopard skin let
the records spin 'Round and
round with the speed of sound High 5! More dead than alive! Rocking the
plastic like a man from the
Catskills! High 5! More dead than alive! Rocking the plastic like a
man from the Catskills! Rocky
mountain low we gotta go Put that gadget in the random mode Cripple
candy rocking the candy
Rhumba, brickshot, doing the foxtrot In my car sweating like a dog Beers
and chairs no fronteirs On my
way from the 'Frisco Bay Dixieland, soda-pop man High 5! More dead than
alive! Rocking the plastic
like a man from the Catskills! High 5! More dead than alive! Rocking
the plastic like a man from the
Catskills! [spoken]:Yeah, put that machine in random mode Talking about
popping jugger Like the last
century [Mike D]: "Turn that shit off, man! What's wrong with you? Man,
get the other record! Damn!"
High 5! More dead than alive! Rocking the plastic like a man from the
Catskills! High 5! More dead
than alive! Rocking the plastic like a man from the Catskills! High 5!
More dead than alive! Rocking the
plastic like a man from the Catskills! High 5! More dead than alive!
Rocking the plastic like a man from
the Catskills! [Mike D]: "Ok, now. Do like designer jeans. Everybody,
designer jeans! say, say, say,
say, say: Ooh, la la, sasoon! C'mon, c'mon, c'mon! Everybody! One more
time, let me hear you say:
Ooh, la la, sasoon! Just do it everybody, c'mon! Now I want the
ladies. All the ladies, say: Sergio
Valente! Sing it, girl.

Let me hear you say: Sergio Valente!

Say: Jordache turn it up!"