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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Damon Albarn
Damon Albarn
Vocals
Del the Funky Homosapien
Del the Funky Homosapien
Vocals
Kid Koala
Kid Koala
Scratches
Lou Donaldson
Lou Donaldson
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Damon Albarn
Damon Albarn
Songwriter
Dan the Automator
Dan the Automator
Songwriter
Del the Funky Homosapien
Del the Funky Homosapien
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dan the Automator
Dan the Automator
Producer
Howie Weinberg
Howie Weinberg
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Yeah, that's the funky-funky shit
Ay, bust it, yo, yo
[Verse 2]
Deltron, tremendous force to end your course
Every whim is enforced
I send men with torches to raid your fortress
And in the process radiate your optics
Subconsciously haunt MCs
Superhuman technician atomic inner dimension
Too mental with intuition
Typographical aptitude let my lasers clap at you
Mapped the route, psychologically crappin' out, what you laughing 'bout?
Imitations, getting penetrated in 3D simulation
In my MC training class remain in mass
Never get liquidated convert energy
Into matter instantly with a pen and pad
Calculate the centigrade, heat the center of gravity
Abolish apathy graphically packing 380s
With body heat sensitive bullets you need safety
Vest on your face and neck
Mental armory levitate legs for my monarchy
No malarkey my flows embarking
Psionically sparking brain cells till they're sparkling
[Verse 3]
No one knows the time
Pass me by
No one knows the time
Pass me by
[Verse 4]
I remake my universe every time I use a verse
To fulfill my destiny, MCs rest in peace
Side barriers provide care within
From impurities, every word will seize your attention like third degree
I subjugate you, other fake performers, while the bass of your face
No sentient being attempts fleein'
MCs siphon my likeness
Biting my insights like five enchiladas
This plane of existence is amazingly different
From my orbital oratory always going for the glory
You pop wide open from my sly slogans
I stay in effect with alien tech
Make you wanna say he's the best
With synchronization with commendation
It's armor-plated hard to fake it
Never carbonated, scar your matrix
Virtually uncertainty, murk your mediocre sheets and sofa
With my style of energy, Del assembling
A realm where anything, is possible
NASA scientists can't define this
Mechanical mindset diamond alignment
[Verse 5]
No one knows the time
Pass me by
No one knows the time
Pass me by
[Verse 6]
Mathematical astro-grapple a flow, pterodactyl
Very factual crash course, last resort, cast me off
At last, we warp
To my own world, my own neurological cubbyhole
Open the air shaft I'll be there fast
With spare raps to tear back their mass
Deltron experimental critical literal
Professor test the pitiful
Micronautalyst interchangeable
All of this gamma grammar far from 'Bamma
Got mind control bandannas
To control your clan with scanners
Brand the planet like a band of bandits
Who man the cannons and guns with random
Subatomic, love of logic, bug with phonics
Tub of chronic low in bridle with controlling ciphers
Unraveling rhyme, in traveling time
Alien life form mail in a pipe bomb
Deltoid life long I write songs
Monarch absolute, serve a glass of proof
When I vanish leave my spirit in a planet
On top of the surface, my words and wit emerging
[Verse 7]
No one knows the time
Pass me by
No one knows the time
Pass me by
Written by: Damon Albarn, Daniel Nakamura, Teren Jones
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