Intense - Bona Dish



     
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Intense Lyrics


Intense
Put your socks on and pull 'em up
We got a long ride and a velvet chair to sit on
E-mail junkies press your buttons now
The rocket fuel will last us till we push the boat out
And everybody wants to know
Is what we're given what we get
I guess the answer is we don't know yet
Intense
(I know you're feelin' it)
(But what's it comin' to when we wanna)
(Get a rocket ship outta here?)
Intense
(I know you're feelin' it)
(But what's it comin' to when we wanna)
(Get a rocket ship outta here?)
I just got to tell you
Yell it to ya girls and boys

We're gettin' hotter
You feel it too? Gotcha
Intense
Put your smile on and keep it sweet
You got your ammunition on your back but you can't use it
Are you a good soul or a bad egg?
And is our future wounded by philosophies our daddy had?
And everybody wants to see
What the mirror cannot see
Or is it something that we just can't see yet?
Intense
(I know you're feelin' it)
(But what's it comin' to when we wanna)
(Get a rocket ship outta here?)
Intense
(I know you're feelin' it)
(But what's it comin' to when we wanna)
(Get a rocket ship outta here?)
I just got to tell you
Yell it to ya girls and boys
We're gettin' hotter, gotcha
Intense
Days go by and by
Like your blood is running through you
(Sometimes we sit and watch the world cry)
Sunny starts the day and rain it ends
But still they pass us by
Like stress has got its hold on you
You never sit back realize you're so
Intense
(I know you're feelin' it)
(But what's it comin' to when we wanna)
(Get a rocket ship outta here?)
Intense
(I know you're feelin' it)
(But what's it comin' to when we wanna)
(Get a rocket ship outta here?)
I just got to tell you
Yell it to ya
We're gettin' hotter, gotcha
Intense
(I know you're feelin' it)
(But what's it comin' to when we wanna)
(Get a rocket ship outta here?)
Intense
(I know you're feelin' it)
(But what's it comin' to when we wanna)
(Get a rocket ship outta here?)
Intense
(I know you're feelin' it)
(But what's it comin' to when we wanna)
(Get a rocket ship outta here?)
Intense
(I know you're feelin' it)
(But what's it comin' to when we wanna)
(Get a rocket ship outta here?)

Enjoy the lyrics !!!

Our style emerged as we scoured Saturday jumble sales in North London usually coming down off cheap speed from the night before. We wanted a band that was musically democratic, cool and rhythmic, so with our girlfriends we formed Bona Dish. Luckily our friend Kev (Saunders) put on art/music happenings for new romantics, and we played our first gigs (utilising our passions for visual art by experimenting with slide projections and polythene hanging in front of us), with bands like Portion Control and the Marine Girls.


Read more about Bona Dish on Last.fm.


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