Keep My Composure The Chemical Brothers

Must keep my composure
Must keep my composure

Spank Rock and the killers
(Round 1... FIGHT!)

Moving through the city, fill my body with the poison
Head spinning, caught a rhythm like clockwork
I ain’t trying to do no wrong but they leave with no choice man
There is so much spirit cut the curse to my verse

Peter Piper pick peppers and I snort lines
Sorry mom I'm just a man of my times
And even though they hold me hostage
Said I ain’t worth a dime and time is money, huh, I ain’t worth your time

And I ain’t worth your time
But I ain’t worth your time
But I ain’t worth your time
Hold it down

Must keep my composure
Must keep my composure

Must keep my composure
Through your controller
London, hold me closer
Until this is over