Massive Attack - Atlas Air

Yes, shall we take a spin again in business? This time is fixed, let’s sweeten our facilities It took all the man in me To be the dog you wanted me to be Shall we take a spin again, no witnesses? This time is fixed seven three seven is You won’t feel a thing Begging until you give it up insane Fish like little silver knives Make the cuts on my inside Yeah, let him feast my heart is big, my heart is big My blood will slide in metal studs Tourniquet will hold its groove Tourniquet will keep its grip It took all the man in me To be the dog you wanted me to be Yeah, let him feast my heart is big My heart is big, my blood will slide You let him feast my heart is big My heart is big, my blood will slide Got nothing to lose but my chains Internet feeds on my brains Head in the sand, feet in the clay And time is still like grease it slips Sucking in, spitting pips, yeah, spitting pips Nothing to lose but my chai