[Chorus: Santigold]
I don't know what they told you
But I am soldier, baby
There's no fire I won't go through
Just to hold you baby
I'm with a backup rebel
Here for the night now
I know what you like
Just for tonight
[Hook: Santigold]
Bom bom, bom bom bom bom
Bom bom, bom bom bee-low
Bom bom bom bom, bom bom bee-low
I know what you like
Just for tonight
[Verse 1: Pharrell Williams]
What's wrong with my red flannel?
What's that on your news channel?
All your B.S plans I know
That is why we wear camo
Yes we love our fans and so
Have convos and shake hands so
Think of those that can't go
Next time we gon' make the speakers blow
Crowd surf 'til they can't no more
Hop on stage and spaz all show
We 'preciate you spending that dough
Knowing every word from the intro
Interesting with your friend
Wear your shit
Wear my shit
Yes I rock that surf and so
Man sandals? Uh, no
You ask what I'm fighting
You wanna know when I'm fighting
Man your radio ain't exciting
Man your TV ain't exciting
Wanna know what you're hiding
Books I raise are dying
Wanna know what the hope you're buying
Looks like minds are frying
Screw you and your corporate quarters
We're taking your sons and daughters
It's time for social order
Musical social order
And now our lives are shorter
Got the drugs inside the water
Get that news reporter
Now turn off your camcorder
I don't know what they told you
But I am soldier, baby
There's no fire I won't go through
Just to hold you baby
I'm with a backup rebel
Here for the night now
I know what you like
Just for tonight
[Hook: Santigold]
Bom bom, bom bom bom bom
Bom bom, bom bom bee-low
Bom bom bom bom, bom bom bee-low
I know what you like
Just for tonight
[Verse 1: Pharrell Williams]
What's wrong with my red flannel?
What's that on your news channel?
All your B.S plans I know
That is why we wear camo
Yes we love our fans and so
Have convos and shake hands so
Think of those that can't go
Next time we gon' make the speakers blow
Crowd surf 'til they can't no more
Hop on stage and spaz all show
We 'preciate you spending that dough
Knowing every word from the intro
Interesting with your friend
Wear your shit
Wear my shit
Yes I rock that surf and so
Man sandals? Uh, no
You ask what I'm fighting
You wanna know when I'm fighting
Man your radio ain't exciting
Man your TV ain't exciting
Wanna know what you're hiding
Books I raise are dying
Wanna know what the hope you're buying
Looks like minds are frying
Screw you and your corporate quarters
We're taking your sons and daughters
It's time for social order
Musical social order
And now our lives are shorter
Got the drugs inside the water
Get that news reporter
Now turn off your camcorder
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