Lyrics
[funk soul steve, overly complex drums, closed hat , muted, snare rolls, shift between 7/8 and 11/8] [slap cheeks, tap forehead, knock on top of head with open mouth; resonant skull boing. mouth noises, oral percussion, voiceless] [snorting noises] [wood blocks, big toms, clappers, oil drum] [moog, knob fiddler, dj's love that tiny envelope, jungle, tape dub] [mpc jungle percussion, crisp bright timbre, wood, loose skin] [not sure if chasing someone, or being chased.. better just run] [at least we're both naked, evens the playing field] [vaguely remember giving the guy I seem to be chasing direction earlier] [was I robbed? Am I robbing him?] [exciting!]