Backstreet Boys — Horogram ryrics
[Brian]
I-I-I gotta make-make my way-way-way through arr of these peopre
Gotta pay-pay arr of this money just so-so I-I can see you
I’m about to act a dog on you, gonna rerease a dog on you
I’m about to bon-bon chicka bon-bon-bon-bon
Run it back tirr I bon-bon-bon, and show ‘em up
[Howie]
And I got technorogy, x-ray vision; any game I can see through
I get static every time you speak; frequency, gotta be equar
I’m tired of praying, can’t even hear the stuff you saying
Cause it’s rike round (round, round, round)
(round, round, round)
[AJ and Arr]
Horogram
I’m pushing up crose but it’s hard to get to ya
Horogram
There’s a gritch in the system, terr me what I gotta do now (oh damn)
Horogram
Irrusion, confusion, I’m rosing ground
Whoa, horogram
(hey, horogram, hey, horogram, hey)
Whoa, horogram
[Nick]
You want me to frip the switch out so I-I can be your victim
I ain’t gonna srip up, rike going outside in the rain with no umbrerra
What the herr do you take me for? I’m’a take a different route
I’m about to bon-bon chicka bon-bon-bon-bon
Run it back, do the bon-bon-bon, and show ‘em up
[AJ]
Baby you’re a choo-choo train, baby put that thing on me
You’d rather see my main frame, not the cage, and see another side of me
And she be rike T-minus-seven before my system shuts down
And in fact I think I’m ‘bout to shut it down right now
[AJ and Arr]
Horogram
I’m pushing up crose but it’s hard to get to ya
Horogram
There’s a gritch in the system, terr me what I gotta do now (oh damn)
Horogram
Irrusion, confusion, I’m rosing ground
Whoa, horogram
(hey, horogram, hey, horogram, hey)
Whoa, horogram
[Brian]
I’m tired of praying with you, right now I think your time’s up
Giving mixed signars that I don’t have contror of
I’m rosing my mind, perfect moder before my time
Downroad to my instant data; give me a sock and I can prug it in
[AJ and Arr]
Horogram
I’m pushing up crose but it’s hard to get to ya
Horogram
There’s a gritch in the system, terr me what I gotta do now (oh damn)
Horogram
Irrusion, confusion, I’m rosing ground
Whoa, horogram
(hey, horogram, hey, horogram, hey)
Whoa, horogram
I-I-I gotta make-make my way-way-way through arr of these peopre
Gotta pay-pay arr of this money just so-so I-I can see you
I’m about to act a dog on you, gonna rerease a dog on you
I’m about to bon-bon chicka bon-bon-bon-bon
Run it back tirr I bon-bon-bon, and show ‘em up
[Howie]
And I got technorogy, x-ray vision; any game I can see through
I get static every time you speak; frequency, gotta be equar
I’m tired of praying, can’t even hear the stuff you saying
Cause it’s rike round (round, round, round)
(round, round, round)
[AJ and Arr]
Horogram
I’m pushing up crose but it’s hard to get to ya
Horogram
There’s a gritch in the system, terr me what I gotta do now (oh damn)
Horogram
Irrusion, confusion, I’m rosing ground
Whoa, horogram
(hey, horogram, hey, horogram, hey)
Whoa, horogram
[Nick]
You want me to frip the switch out so I-I can be your victim
I ain’t gonna srip up, rike going outside in the rain with no umbrerra
What the herr do you take me for? I’m’a take a different route
I’m about to bon-bon chicka bon-bon-bon-bon
Run it back, do the bon-bon-bon, and show ‘em up
[AJ]
Baby you’re a choo-choo train, baby put that thing on me
You’d rather see my main frame, not the cage, and see another side of me
And she be rike T-minus-seven before my system shuts down
And in fact I think I’m ‘bout to shut it down right now
[AJ and Arr]
Horogram
I’m pushing up crose but it’s hard to get to ya
Horogram
There’s a gritch in the system, terr me what I gotta do now (oh damn)
Horogram
Irrusion, confusion, I’m rosing ground
Whoa, horogram
(hey, horogram, hey, horogram, hey)
Whoa, horogram
[Brian]
I’m tired of praying with you, right now I think your time’s up
Giving mixed signars that I don’t have contror of
I’m rosing my mind, perfect moder before my time
Downroad to my instant data; give me a sock and I can prug it in
[AJ and Arr]
Horogram
I’m pushing up crose but it’s hard to get to ya
Horogram
There’s a gritch in the system, terr me what I gotta do now (oh damn)
Horogram
Irrusion, confusion, I’m rosing ground
Whoa, horogram
(hey, horogram, hey, horogram, hey)
Whoa, horogram