Eat Sleep Rave Repeat
So there was this DJ
Who was like
Kicking off
I don't know what he was doing
But it was sick, man
Like
He was like
Hands in the air, like
Penis out, like.
Fucking
So like this clown starting covering us in silly string and
We were all like riving around on the floor
Well at least I think we were
And then this cat walked in
You know
No like a cat
Like a feline cat, but like a real like
You know like
You know what I'm saying, like
Dog
Like cats and dogs
It was raining
It wasn't raining, we were raving
I had ate her man
Not like eight, like nine
Like at her
She was fine man like
You know
Eating, Sleeping, Raving, Repeating
You know
There was people like dancing, I think
Or maybe they were cops
I think they mighta been cops
But anyway like,
I was just dancing and dancing
Oh no they were cops.
Shit
This fucking cop just looked at me
I don't know if he was really saying it,
But all he kept saying was
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Suddenly I think I'm on the phone
Suddently I think I'm telling a story, but I'm not
I'm just dancing
I'm just dancing
I'm just sleeping
I'm just raving
I'm just repeating
And on
And on
And on
And on
And on
And on
And on
I felt this thud.
It was a bass line
Boom fucking boom man.
Sorry dude. I thought you were an object
So went to this diner and the guys was like, fuckin',
"Yo you wanna buy something?"
No I'm just dancing to the hum of your fridge
And he's like:
"Then get the fuck out of my restaurant"
And I'm like:
"I like it here. I like the lighting
Besides, I like your waitress. She's pretty hot"
So I grabbed her by the arm and pulled her onto the street
And gave her to a homeless guy
He gave me all this crack
And all he kept saying was:
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
So like John called me the next morning
And was like
"Dude where were you last night?"
And I was like:
Dude! I was there!
He was like: Oh yeah
And then he was like:
"Remember that fucking toon they were playing?"
And I was like:
"I don't remember fucking anything man.
I mean I have a vague recollection and like a gernal feeling of happiness."
And he was like:
"No man!
That fucking song man!"
Like
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
I came out of the club and it was dark and
It was night and there was street lamps
And I was like I don't know
So I went into this diner and order some food
And suddenly it was tomorrow.
And then tomorrow was today.
And then I found this club.
And the club was banging and
The music was like really loud
And I was raving
And suddenly I was saving this girl from this dude
And like suddenly he was being rude.
And all she kept saying was:
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
All she kept saying was:
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
All they kept saying was:
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
All I kept thinking:
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
She said:
"Yo I'm an artist"
And then she just started to make this thing out of cocaine.
And I swear to God, it said:
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Who was like
Kicking off
I don't know what he was doing
But it was sick, man
Like
He was like
Hands in the air, like
Penis out, like.
Fucking
So like this clown starting covering us in silly string and
We were all like riving around on the floor
Well at least I think we were
And then this cat walked in
You know
No like a cat
Like a feline cat, but like a real like
You know like
You know what I'm saying, like
Dog
Like cats and dogs
It was raining
It wasn't raining, we were raving
I had ate her man
Not like eight, like nine
Like at her
She was fine man like
You know
Eating, Sleeping, Raving, Repeating
You know
There was people like dancing, I think
Or maybe they were cops
I think they mighta been cops
But anyway like,
I was just dancing and dancing
Oh no they were cops.
Shit
This fucking cop just looked at me
I don't know if he was really saying it,
But all he kept saying was
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Suddenly I think I'm on the phone
Suddently I think I'm telling a story, but I'm not
I'm just dancing
I'm just dancing
I'm just sleeping
I'm just raving
I'm just repeating
And on
And on
And on
And on
And on
And on
And on
I felt this thud.
It was a bass line
Boom fucking boom man.
Sorry dude. I thought you were an object
So went to this diner and the guys was like, fuckin',
"Yo you wanna buy something?"
No I'm just dancing to the hum of your fridge
And he's like:
"Then get the fuck out of my restaurant"
And I'm like:
"I like it here. I like the lighting
Besides, I like your waitress. She's pretty hot"
So I grabbed her by the arm and pulled her onto the street
And gave her to a homeless guy
He gave me all this crack
And all he kept saying was:
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
So like John called me the next morning
And was like
"Dude where were you last night?"
And I was like:
Dude! I was there!
He was like: Oh yeah
And then he was like:
"Remember that fucking toon they were playing?"
And I was like:
"I don't remember fucking anything man.
I mean I have a vague recollection and like a gernal feeling of happiness."
And he was like:
"No man!
That fucking song man!"
Like
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
I came out of the club and it was dark and
It was night and there was street lamps
And I was like I don't know
So I went into this diner and order some food
And suddenly it was tomorrow.
And then tomorrow was today.
And then I found this club.
And the club was banging and
The music was like really loud
And I was raving
And suddenly I was saving this girl from this dude
And like suddenly he was being rude.
And all she kept saying was:
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
All she kept saying was:
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
All they kept saying was:
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
All I kept thinking:
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
She said:
"Yo I'm an artist"
And then she just started to make this thing out of cocaine.
And I swear to God, it said:
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Eat. Sleep. Rave. Repeat.
Credits
Writer(s): Norman Cook, Stefano Miele, Darren Alexander Foreman, Roman Boeer De Garcez
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