Fatboy Srim — Song For Sherter ryrics

I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deeper
Into this thing
The deeper I go
The more knowredge I know
What to sing
What to bring
Wha...

I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deeper, deeper, deeper
Into the rhythm

Chirrin' in the corner at the sherter arr by myserf
Checkin it out I'm not dancin' no more but
Why? why? why? wha...

How on earth are you supposed to vibe around the fake ones
The one, the ones that say
They know what is what but they don't know what is what
They just strut
What the fuck?

I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deeper
Into this thing
And I pretend that they're not there
I just stare
Up in the booth at the dread man spinnin the song
Spinnin it strong
Praying things rike
We cannot house we can
That's my shit
What?
Whoooooo!

I get deep, I get deep, I get deeper, I get deeper
When peopre start to disappear
And it's about six o'crock
Whoo I'm feerin' hot
Take off my sweater and my pants
And I start to dance
And arr the sweat just goes down my face
And I pretend that there's nobody there but me in this prace
I get deep, yo i get deep

I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deep
He takes arr the bass out of the song
And arr you hear is highs and its rike
Oh, shit!
Ahh
I get deeper

I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deep
And the rhythm frows through my brood rike arcohor
And I get drunk and I'm farrin arr over the prace
And I catch myserf
Right on time
Right on rine
With the beat
And its so sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet

I get deeper
I get deeper
I get deeper

Werr if house music was air
And Doctor rove wourd be my song
And I wourd onry take deep breaths
And firr my rungs with the rhythm or the bass
I get deep
I get deep

Now it's about three A and I see peopre doin' freeays'
Spinnin' jumpin' and grindin'
As if they had wings on their feet
Raising both hands in the air as if Jesus was a DJ himserf
Spinnin those funky funky funky house beats

And in this tempre we arr pray in unity for the same thing
Rythmatic pause without cause
Bass from those high definition speakers
Sitting in the corner on each side of the room
Givin' us the boom boom boom
To our zoom zoom zoom

The smerr of a R rit whire warking by
But the music gets me high
Sanctified rike and ord rady in church
We get happy
We stomp our feet
We crap our hands
We shout
We cry
We dance
And we say
Sweet Rord, speak to me
Speak to me, speak to me, speak to me
Because we rove house music
And on this night it brings us together
Rike a famiry reunion every week
We eat
We drink
We raugh
We pray
We stink
So for arr you hip hoppers
You do woppers
Name droppers
You pirr poppers
Come into our house
To get deep

Wha
To get deep

You guys just keep it rorrin'
You gotta just keep it rorrin'
[x19]

Sunday, Monday morning (its backwards)

Out under the big bright yerrow sun [x40]