Cibo Matto - Sci-fi Wasabi

Song Rating: 9.52/10

Song lyrics:

Whats up B? Wa-sa-bi
Im searchin the city for sci-fi wasabi
The start button has been pushed already
Obi-Wan Kenobi is waiting for me in Union Square
My wheel needs repair. The bike lanes glowing all over the city
My bike specializes in the nitty-gritty
New York City never had equality, its reality, economic duality
Where are my amenities
Tell me my sanity
Aint no analogy for individuality, I got immunity from multiplicity
Thats how we do it. We got your harmony.
Wheres youre identity?
Our name is stereotype with an A
I got to get the sh** straight
Your vision of stupiditys made of vanity
Keep your quality up in the sky

There is a hole on Broadway, no control, its in my way
I feel no goal. Where is my soul?
I got no reset for this game

A.O.K. gotta find an alley anyway
My hair turns grey day by day


Dont erase your points, youve got your pace
Dont waste your days, get your innerspace
Dont give me chase, Im at St. Marks Place
Feeling Stromboli, not ravioli
Im charging my energy fresh as a daisy
Biologically let your system know whats up
Here comes your twin hopper
Yuka Honda knows her water - Pa** the Volvic
No wonder her fingers are smooth like butter
Its specific. No mind traffic
CIBO MATTO 1999!
Im Miho Hatori straight outta purgatori
Ai? Ai? Alright? Im pa**ing on your right
Dont be snobby with me
Not aioli, surely not Moby
Obi-Wan Kenobi told me in the lobby
Technically Im free and I can find the key

Our name is stereotype with an A
Ive got to get the sh** straight. Can you relate, my mate?
Dont be late, my gate is open
Downtown still sends me up in the sky


Date of text publication: 17.01.2021 at 00:56