Intro Lyrics

T H E

C A T

E M P to the I R E

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William,

He's banging something all the time

Du ga

One of a kind and a dirty mind

When he's pumped up

ya better shake down

on drums it's the mighty sound of Will Hull-Brown





And now..

It's the certified unidentified flying object

Low on the radar

The tsar on any subject

Earth-shaking, bread-baking, skin peeling

Creating strong feelings

With strings like double helix

(In the Matrix

Rizza on the bass

fat like a dominatrix)





Oh no here comes a solo bam

When Ollie lets loose he'd make

A nunnery jam

There's blood on the keys

Oliver please

Play something funky

make us weak in the knees





Watch out ladies,

here comes Jum-Jumshady

Scratching like a crazy man

who understand Socrates

Believe anything you want

and it has to come true

Jumps saw a tiger

jump a cow over the moon





H to the A to the double R Y

The sound of his trumpet Rumble in the sky

The first time we met

Set this town on fire

Since then blows the battle horn

Of the Empire





Are you looking for a thought

Are you looking for a style

Are you looking for a dance

Are you looking for a smile

Are you looking for a look

Are you looking for hip-hop

You might be looking for Felix

Otherwise known as SRECKO!





The Horns!

Or should we say the horny section?

In took a while but now they got direction

Playing them cat riffs

Turning out fat hits

About to show you why you bought tonight's tickets