Ratatat - Look Alive lyrics

[Produced by Ratatat] [Intro] Some sound advice coming very soon Look alive or they'll make an honest mistake and bury you A book of lies and I'll just erase them 'til it spells the truth Your slice of the pie's a piece of cake to move Ready? Boom [Verse 1] Bit the dust, all he did is get his chin dirty Kick the bucket cause this one ain't piss worthy Stick him up or get stuck down in history We're the ones throwing punches at pistols speed Live it up, can't live it down and quit early Thirty's the new twenty, dead is the new thirty Lucky for you, money This song's for two birdies One of 'em's you buddy Two of 'em's you birdie Knees buckling, wheezing, feet shuffling Beat the heat running or meet the deep shoveling Dreams stuffed in a grease machine, pumped and released To glean whatever piece you seek off of it Heard that you were leaving, came to give you a reason Take these for the team and take steps away leaking About ten back, now who wanna dance I got two left feet and they both in your a** [Chorus X8] (Look alive) Nobody move Nobody gets anywhere [Verse 2] I go from "Made you look" to "The f** you lookin at?" In two seconds flat, so who's testing that? He stands up for the best place he ever sat He catch every towel thrown in and hand it back Tough talk walks soft and leaves limping Yells freeze, shoots the breeze and won't miss it Now needs a new ring to piss in What's that your whistling, Dixie or this sh**? [Chorus] [Verse 3] Don't look now, now or now either But here see, hear and speak evil He's fear itself, dressed as people Sum of all equals, "Hi pleased to meet you" Come and get beat to each punch you throw, guy Sore fist that is known to clean a whole clock More chips on his shoulder than the old block Short distance to go to where the buck stop More stiffers turn splinters push the Happiness to no penis, p**y Can't beat this, the holy sh** rookie Dust his thumbs clean of crumbs from tough cookies The kid never let a bully hit him He keep his head up even if he need a pulley system Listen, hell is one hell of a town You ain't on your way out, better change up your route You're walking around in a lion's mouth And finally finding out this ain't the way to your house Part of me biting down, part of you's chewed up Best of luck finding out who did what Sheets tucked, see what? We wasn't looking Oh oops, no proof, ate all the pudding Push came to shove and asked for help pushing Shove flashed a gun, no one knows where push is "Oh no you didn't" is different than "No you couldn't" Oh no this isn't insisting you bite the bullet Go hold that foot in your mouth and start munching Once you're done you can run your sh** pun in- Tended for all contenders and whodunnits Got something to lay down the law on its stomach Up against the wall, hands in the air Nobody move, nobody gets anywhere [Chorus]