[{"id":9911599,"name":"Reverence (Radio Edit)","trackName":"Reverence (Radio Edit)","artistName":"Faithless","albumName":"Reverence","duration":225.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Watch me ride...\n\nTake my words and the bass,\nTaste, and then swallow me,\nI'm chasing the devil\nCos you're level if you follow me\nFor quality, and I make no apology\nFor linking my thinking with computer technology.\nCos this is like a modern day hymn\nFor the new church,\nI search for the truth,\nI've got a hole in my tooth,\nI'm Uncouth, yes sir,\nI'm from the street university\nWhere we learn to earn even in times of adversity.\nAnd I will find the easy way out of a hard time\nPetty crime sometime,\nBut now I'm inclined to find\na fresh direction,\ncheck out the funky section.\nCos this is the part where I start to rip up words,\nA comfort coming straight from my heart,\nI'm not a mystic, my views are realistic, simplistic,\nOne special brew I get pissed quick,\nAnd get sick so I don't do it no more,\nI won't find peace of mind\nRolling around on the floor.\nThe point I want to make,\nIs you can never escape from your fate,\nThe mistake is to take without givin',\nFrom within,\nYou know how I'm living,\nI'm cool, I'm looking after myself,\nAnd I could never place wealth before my spirit,\nI feel it's unhealthy,\nThe devil creep around you so stealthy, stealthy\n'Till you get bold, rush the gold,\nAnd before you're much older,\nYou're soul is sold, where's it getting ya,\nCompetition starts sweating ya,\nGold-diggers setting you up,\nSoon be forgetting your existence,\nDo you need a for instance,\nI have to admire your persistence\nIn sticking to a game plan,\nThat brings you pain man,\nAnd at the end of the day nothing is gained,\nSo listen to the voice within,\nI'll see ya later,\nPay heed to the Grand Oral Disseminator.\n\nQuiet, still, you feel there's nothing going on\nUntil you realise the space behind your eyes\nIs filling up with something like peace\nAs your thoughts cease and\nPleasure grows in your soul.\nI ain't a Christian, sometimes\nI feel like dissing em, but listen\nI'm just trying to tell ya what I know\nIf you would once relax, chill to the max\nThese words on wax will cause sweet bells\nTo ring in your soul.\nIf I say God is alive I know you wanna know why\nBabies die, food don't grow, why trains smash, planes crash\nSituation mash and slam bam your fellow man\nMoney's in fashion, huh, it ain't rational,\nBecause dam it, he didn't just give us the planet\nAnd its wealth, deep inside your soul he left a piece of himself\nThe lord is in here. His voice is small.\nYou keep lying and trying,\nDenying the call from inside\nYou can't hide responsibility\nSo decide from today just how it's going to be,\nThou shalt have no other god but me,\nHe can set you free see,\nBut you have to listen,\nAnd who's that false idol\nI see you kissing?\nMoney, success and untold wealth, good health\nAnd all you have to do is love yourself.\nIt's a fact you'll attract all the things that you lack,\nSo just chill\nAnd get off the racetrack\nAnd take a pace back, face facts,\nIt's your decision,\nYou don't need eyes to see,\nYou need vision,\nContinue to view the lord as being separated\nAnd you'll be living a lie that's being perpetrated,\nFor many centuries, I'm on a mission,\nThese facts in my rap,\nI don't sing,\nBut I want to share the peace that they bring,\nMy name is G.O.D.\nThe Grand Oral Disseminator","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.10] My name is Maxi Jazz\n[00:02.64] And I make no apology\n[00:04.21] For linking my thinking with computer 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your persistence\n[00:57.90] In sticking to a game plan\n[00:59.57] That brings you pain, man\n[01:01.09] And at the end of the day nothing is gained\n[01:03.57] So listen to the voice within\n[01:05.53] I'll see ya later\n[01:07.03] Pay heed to the Grand Oral Disseminator\n[01:12.57] For all the tears you've ever shed\n[01:15.47] For all the words you've ever said\n[01:18.14] Hang on\n[01:20.76] Hang in\n[01:21.42] Pay heed to the Grand Oral Disseminator\n[01:24.27] For all the things you want to know\n[01:27.29] What to do and where to go\n[01:29.66] I'm here\n[01:32.66] Hang on\n[01:47.04] If I say God is alive I know you'd wanna know why\n[01:50.34] Babies die, food don't grow\n[01:52.30] Why trains smash, planes crash, situation mash\n[01:55.59] Slam bam your fellow man\n[01:57.24] Money's in fashion, huh, it ain't rational\n[02:00.30] Because, damn it, He didn't just give us the planet\n[02:03.14] And its wealth, deep inside your soul he left a piece of himself, huh\n[02:07.19] The Lord is in here, His voice is small\n[02:09.52] You keep lying and trying\n[02:11.46] Denying the call from inside\n[02:13.15] You can't hide responsibility\n[02:15.17] So decide from today just how it's gonna be\n[02:18.12] Thou shalt have no other God but me\n[02:20.86] It's a fact you'll attract all the things that you lack\n[02:23.83] So just, chill\n[02:25.43] And get off the racetrack\n[02:26.75] And take a pace back, face facts\n[02:28.71] It's your decision\n[02:29.90] You don't need eyes to see, you need vision\n[02:32.72] For all the tears you've ever shed\n[02:35.52] For all the words you've ever said\n[02:38.43] Hang on\n[02:40.99] Hang in\n[02:41.59] You don't need eyes to see, you need vision\n[02:44.17] For all the things you want to know\n[02:46.95] What to do and where to go\n[02:49.61] I'm here\n[02:52.14] Hang on\n[02:52.84] You don't need eyes to see, you need vision\n[02:55.56] For all the tears you've ever shed\n[02:58.19] For all the words you've ever 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I will find the easy way out of a hard time\n  Petty crime sometime,\n  But now I'm inclined to find\n  a fresh direction,\n  check out the funky section.\n  Cos this is the part where I start to rip up words,\n  A comfort coming straight from my heart,\n  I'm not a mystic, my views are realistic, simplistic,\n  One special brew I get pissed quick,\n  And get sick so I don't do it no more,\n  I won't find peace of mind\n  Rolling around on the floor.\n  The point I want to make,\n  Is you can never escape from your fate,\n  The mistake is to take without givin',\n  From within,\n  You know how I'm living,\n  I'm cool, I'm looking after myself,\n  And I could never place wealth before my spirit,\n  I feel it's unhealthy,\n  The devil creep around you so stealthy, stealthy\n  'Till you get bold, rush the gold,\n  And before you're much older,\n  You're soul is sold, where's it getting ya,\n  Competition starts sweating ya,\n  Gold-diggers setting you up,\n  Soon be forgetting your existence,\n  Do you need a for instance,\n  I have to admire your persistence\n  In sticking to a game plan,\n  That brings you pain man,\n  And at the end of the day nothing is gained,\n  So listen to the voice within,\n  I'll see ya later,\n  Pay heed to the Grand Oral Disseminator.\n\n  Quiet, still, you feel there's nothing going on\n  Until you realise the space behind your eyes\n  Is filling up with something like peace\n  As your thoughts cease and\n  Pleasure grows in your soul.\n  I ain't a Christian, sometimes\n  I feel like dissing em, but listen\n  I'm just trying to tell ya what I know\n  If you would once relax, chill to the max\n  These words on wax will cause sweet bells\n  To ring in your soul.\n  If I say God is alive I know you wanna know why\n  Babies die, food don't grow, why trains smash, planes crash\n  Situation mash and slam bam your fellow man\n  Money's in fashion, huh, it ain't rational,\n  Because dam it, he didn't just give us the planet\n  And its wealth, deep inside your soul he left a piece of himself\n  The lord is in here. His voice is small.\n  You keep lying and trying,\n  Denying the call from inside\n  You can't hide responsibility\n  So decide from today just how it's going to be,\n  Thou shalt have no other god but me,\n  He can set you free see,\n  But you have to listen,\n  And who's that false idol\n  I see you kissing?\n  Money, success and untold wealth, good health\n  And all you have to do is love yourself.\n  It's a fact you'll attract all the things that you lack,\n  So just chill\n  And get off the racetrack\n  And take a pace back, face facts,\n  It's your decision,\n  You don't need eyes to see,\n  You need vision,\n  Continue to view the lord as being separated\n  And you'll be living a lie that's being perpetrated,\n  For many centuries, I'm on a mission,\n  These facts in my rap,\n  I don't sing,\n  But I want to share the peace that they bring,\n  My name is G.O.D.\n  The Grand Oral Disseminator\n"},{"id":16618378,"name":"Reverence (Radio Edit)","trackName":"Reverence (Radio Edit)","artistName":"Faithless","albumName":"Reverence [CDM2]","duration":225.666667,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Watch me ride...\n\nTake my words and the bass,\nTaste, and then swallow me,\nI'm chasing the devil\nCos you're level if you follow me\nFor quality, and I make no apology\nFor linking my thinking with computer technology.\nCos this is like a modern day hymn\nFor the new church,\nI search for the truth,\nI've got a hole in my tooth,\nI'm Uncouth, yes sir,\nI'm from the street university\nWhere we learn to earn even in times of adversity.\nAnd I will find the easy way out of a hard time\nPetty crime sometime,\nBut now I'm inclined to find\na fresh direction,\ncheck out the funky section.\nCos this is the part where I start to rip up words,\nA comfort coming straight from my heart,\nI'm not a mystic, my views are realistic, simplistic,\nOne special brew I get pissed quick,\nAnd get sick so I don't do it no more,\nI won't find peace of mind\nRolling around on the floor.\nThe point I want to make,\nIs you can never escape from your fate,\nThe mistake is to take without givin',\nFrom within,\nYou know how I'm living,\nI'm cool, I'm looking after myself,\nAnd I could never place wealth before my spirit,\nI feel it's unhealthy,\nThe devil creep around you so stealthy, stealthy\n'Till you get bold, rush the gold,\nAnd before you're much older,\nYou're soul is sold, where's it getting ya,\nCompetition starts sweating ya,\nGold-diggers setting you up,\nSoon be forgetting your existence,\nDo you need a for instance,\nI have to admire your persistence\nIn sticking to a game plan,\nThat brings you pain man,\nAnd at the end of the day nothing is gained,\nSo listen to the voice within,\nI'll see ya later,\nPay heed to the Grand Oral Disseminator.\n\nQuiet, still, you feel there's nothing going on\nUntil you realise the space behind your eyes\nIs filling up with something like peace\nAs your thoughts cease and\nPleasure grows in your soul.\nI ain't a Christian, sometimes\nI feel like dissing em, but listen\nI'm just trying to tell ya what I know\nIf you would once relax, chill to the max\nThese words on wax will cause sweet bells\nTo ring in your soul.\nIf I say God is alive I know you wanna know why\nBabies die, food don't grow, why trains smash, planes crash\nSituation mash and slam bam your fellow man\nMoney's in fashion, huh, it ain't rational,\nBecause dam it, he didn't just give us the planet\nAnd its wealth, deep inside your soul he left a piece of himself\nThe lord is in here. His voice is small.\nYou keep lying and trying,\nDenying the call from inside\nYou can't hide responsibility\nSo decide from today just how it's going to be,\nThou shalt have no other god but me,\nHe can set you free see,\nBut you have to listen,\nAnd who's that false idol\nI see you kissing?\nMoney, success and untold wealth, good health\nAnd all you have to do is love yourself.\nIt's a fact you'll attract all the things that you lack,\nSo just chill\nAnd get off the racetrack\nAnd take a pace back, face facts,\nIt's your decision,\nYou don't need eyes to see,\nYou need vision,\nContinue to view the lord as being separated\nAnd you'll be living a lie that's being perpetrated,\nFor many centuries, I'm on a mission,\nThese facts in my rap,\nI don't sing,\nBut I want to share the peace that they bring,\nMy name is G.O.D.\nThe Grand Oral Disseminator","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Reverence (Radio Edit)\n  artist: Faithless\n  album: Reverence [CDM2]\n  duration_ms: 225667\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Watch me ride...\n\n  Take my words and the bass,\n  Taste, and then swallow me,\n  I'm chasing the devil\n  Cos you're level if you follow me\n  For quality, and I make no apology\n  For linking my thinking with computer technology.\n  Cos this is like a modern day hymn\n  For the new church,\n  I search for the truth,\n  I've got a hole in my tooth,\n  I'm Uncouth, yes sir,\n  I'm from the street university\n  Where we learn to earn even in times of adversity.\n  And I will find the easy way out of a hard time\n  Petty crime sometime,\n  But now I'm inclined to find\n  a fresh direction,\n  check out the funky section.\n  Cos this is the part where I start to rip up words,\n  A comfort coming straight from my heart,\n  I'm not a mystic, my views are realistic, simplistic,\n  One special brew I get pissed quick,\n  And get sick so I don't do it no more,\n  I won't find peace of mind\n  Rolling around on the floor.\n  The point I want to make,\n  Is you can never escape from your fate,\n  The mistake is to take without givin',\n  From within,\n  You know how I'm living,\n  I'm cool, I'm looking after myself,\n  And I could never place wealth before my spirit,\n  I feel it's unhealthy,\n  The devil creep around you so stealthy, stealthy\n  'Till you get bold, rush the gold,\n  And before you're much older,\n  You're soul is sold, where's it getting ya,\n  Competition starts sweating ya,\n  Gold-diggers setting you up,\n  Soon be forgetting your existence,\n  Do you need a for instance,\n  I have to admire your persistence\n  In sticking to a game plan,\n  That brings you pain man,\n  And at the end of the day nothing is gained,\n  So listen to the voice within,\n  I'll see ya later,\n  Pay heed to the Grand Oral Disseminator.\n\n  Quiet, still, you feel there's nothing going on\n  Until you realise the space behind your eyes\n  Is filling up with something like peace\n  As your thoughts cease and\n  Pleasure grows in your soul.\n  I ain't a Christian, sometimes\n  I feel like dissing em, but listen\n  I'm just trying to tell ya what I know\n  If you would once relax, chill to the max\n  These words on wax will cause sweet bells\n  To ring in your soul.\n  If I say God is alive I know you wanna know why\n  Babies die, food don't grow, why trains smash, planes crash\n  Situation mash and slam bam your fellow man\n  Money's in fashion, huh, it ain't rational,\n  Because dam it, he didn't just give us the planet\n  And its wealth, deep inside your soul he left a piece of himself\n  The lord is in here. His voice is small.\n  You keep lying and trying,\n  Denying the call from inside\n  You can't hide responsibility\n  So decide from today just how it's going to be,\n  Thou shalt have no other god but me,\n  He can set you free see,\n  But you have to listen,\n  And who's that false idol\n  I see you kissing?\n  Money, success and untold wealth, good health\n  And all you have to do is love yourself.\n  It's a fact you'll attract all the things that you lack,\n  So just chill\n  And get off the racetrack\n  And take a pace back, face facts,\n  It's your decision,\n  You don't need eyes to see,\n  You need vision,\n  Continue to view the lord as being separated\n  And you'll be living a lie that's being perpetrated,\n  For many centuries, I'm on a mission,\n  These facts in my rap,\n  I don't sing,\n  But I want to share the peace that they bring,\n  My name is G.O.D.\n  The Grand Oral Disseminator\n"},{"id":16085096,"name":"Reverence (Radio Edit)","trackName":"Reverence (Radio Edit)","artistName":"Faithless","albumName":"Reverence [CDM1]","duration":225.16,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Watch me ride...\n\nTake my words and the bass,\nTaste, and then swallow me,\nI'm chasing the devil\nCos you're level if you follow me\nFor quality, and I make no apology\nFor linking my thinking with computer technology.\nCos this is like a modern day hymn\nFor the new church,\nI search for the truth,\nI've got a hole in my tooth,\nI'm Uncouth, yes sir,\nI'm from the street university\nWhere we learn to earn even in times of adversity.\nAnd I will find the easy way out of a hard time\nPetty crime sometime,\nBut now I'm inclined to find\na fresh direction,\ncheck out the funky section.\nCos this is the part where I start to rip up words,\nA comfort coming straight from my heart,\nI'm not a mystic, my views are realistic, simplistic,\nOne special brew I get pissed quick,\nAnd get sick so I don't do it no more,\nI won't find peace of mind\nRolling around on the floor.\nThe point I want to make,\nIs you can never escape from your fate,\nThe mistake is to take without givin',\nFrom within,\nYou know how I'm living,\nI'm cool, I'm looking after myself,\nAnd I could never place wealth before my spirit,\nI feel it's unhealthy,\nThe devil creep around you so stealthy, stealthy\n'Till you get bold, rush the gold,\nAnd before you're much older,\nYou're soul is sold, where's it getting ya,\nCompetition starts sweating ya,\nGold-diggers setting you up,\nSoon be forgetting your existence,\nDo you need a for instance,\nI have to admire your persistence\nIn sticking to a game plan,\nThat brings you pain man,\nAnd at the end of the day nothing is gained,\nSo listen to the voice within,\nI'll see ya later,\nPay heed to the Grand Oral Disseminator.\n\nQuiet, still, you feel there's nothing going on\nUntil you realise the space behind your eyes\nIs filling up with something like peace\nAs your thoughts cease and\nPleasure grows in your soul.\nI ain't a Christian, sometimes\nI feel like dissing em, but listen\nI'm just trying to tell ya what I know\nIf you would once relax, chill to the max\nThese words on wax will cause sweet bells\nTo ring in your soul.\nIf I say God is alive I know you wanna know why\nBabies die, food don't grow, why trains smash, planes crash\nSituation mash and slam bam your fellow man\nMoney's in fashion, huh, it ain't rational,\nBecause dam it, he didn't just give us the planet\nAnd its wealth, deep inside your soul he left a piece of himself\nThe lord is in here. His voice is small.\nYou keep lying and trying,\nDenying the call from inside\nYou can't hide responsibility\nSo decide from today just how it's going to be,\nThou shalt have no other god but me,\nHe can set you free see,\nBut you have to listen,\nAnd who's that false idol\nI see you kissing?\nMoney, success and untold wealth, good health\nAnd all you have to do is love yourself.\nIt's a fact you'll attract all the things that you lack,\nSo just chill\nAnd get off the racetrack\nAnd take a pace back, face facts,\nIt's your decision,\nYou don't need eyes to see,\nYou need vision,\nContinue to view the lord as being separated\nAnd you'll be living a lie that's being perpetrated,\nFor many centuries, I'm on a mission,\nThese facts in my rap,\nI don't sing,\nBut I want to share the peace that they bring,\nMy name is G.O.D.\nThe Grand Oral Disseminator","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Reverence (Radio Edit)\n  artist: Faithless\n  album: Reverence [CDM1]\n  duration_ms: 225160\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Watch me ride...\n\n  Take my words and the bass,\n  Taste, and then swallow me,\n  I'm chasing the devil\n  Cos you're level if you follow me\n  For quality, and I make no apology\n  For linking my thinking with computer technology.\n  Cos this is like a modern day hymn\n  For the new church,\n  I search for the truth,\n  I've got a hole in my tooth,\n  I'm Uncouth, yes sir,\n  I'm from the street university\n  Where we learn to earn even in times of adversity.\n  And I will find the easy way out of a hard time\n  Petty crime sometime,\n  But now I'm inclined to find\n  a fresh direction,\n  check out the funky section.\n  Cos this is the part where I start to rip up words,\n  A comfort coming straight from my heart,\n  I'm not a mystic, my views are realistic, simplistic,\n  One special brew I get pissed quick,\n  And get sick so I don't do it no more,\n  I won't find peace of mind\n  Rolling around on the floor.\n  The point I want to make,\n  Is you can never escape from your fate,\n  The mistake is to take without givin',\n  From within,\n  You know how I'm living,\n  I'm cool, I'm looking after myself,\n  And I could never place wealth before my spirit,\n  I feel it's unhealthy,\n  The devil creep around you so stealthy, stealthy\n  'Till you get bold, rush the gold,\n  And before you're much older,\n  You're soul is sold, where's it getting ya,\n  Competition starts sweating ya,\n  Gold-diggers setting you up,\n  Soon be forgetting your existence,\n  Do you need a for instance,\n  I have to admire your persistence\n  In sticking to a game plan,\n  That brings you pain man,\n  And at the end of the day nothing is gained,\n  So listen to the voice within,\n  I'll see ya later,\n  Pay heed to the Grand Oral Disseminator.\n\n  Quiet, still, you feel there's nothing going on\n  Until you realise the space behind your eyes\n  Is filling up with something like peace\n  As your thoughts cease and\n  Pleasure grows in your soul.\n  I ain't a Christian, sometimes\n  I feel like dissing em, but listen\n  I'm just trying to tell ya what I know\n  If you would once relax, chill to the max\n  These words on wax will cause sweet bells\n  To ring in your soul.\n  If I say God is alive I know you wanna know why\n  Babies die, food don't grow, why trains smash, planes crash\n  Situation mash and slam bam your fellow man\n  Money's in fashion, huh, it ain't rational,\n  Because dam it, he didn't just give us the planet\n  And its wealth, deep inside your soul he left a piece of himself\n  The lord is in here. His voice is small.\n  You keep lying and trying,\n  Denying the call from inside\n  You can't hide responsibility\n  So decide from today just how it's going to be,\n  Thou shalt have no other god but me,\n  He can set you free see,\n  But you have to listen,\n  And who's that false idol\n  I see you kissing?\n  Money, success and untold wealth, good health\n  And all you have to do is love yourself.\n  It's a fact you'll attract all the things that you lack,\n  So just chill\n  And get off the racetrack\n  And take a pace back, face facts,\n  It's your decision,\n  You don't need eyes to see,\n  You need vision,\n  Continue to view the lord as being separated\n  And you'll be living a lie that's being perpetrated,\n  For many centuries, I'm on a mission,\n  These facts in my rap,\n  I don't sing,\n  But I want to share the peace that they bring,\n  My name is G.O.D.\n  The Grand Oral Disseminator\n"},{"id":13324601,"name":"Reverence (Radio Edit)","trackName":"Reverence (Radio Edit)","artistName":"Faithless","albumName":"1996 Reverence (Maxi)","duration":226.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Watch me ride...\n\nTake my words and the bass,\nTaste, and then swallow me,\nI'm chasing the devil\nCos you're level if you follow me\nFor quality, and I make no apology\nFor linking my thinking with computer technology.\nCos this is like a modern day hymn\nFor the new church,\nI search for the truth,\nI've got a hole in my tooth,\nI'm Uncouth, yes sir,\nI'm from the street university\nWhere we learn to earn even in times of adversity.\nAnd I will find the easy way out of a hard time\nPetty crime sometime,\nBut now I'm inclined to find\na fresh direction,\ncheck out the funky section.\nCos this is the part where I start to rip up words,\nA comfort coming straight from my heart,\nI'm not a mystic, my views are realistic, simplistic,\nOne special brew I get pissed quick,\nAnd get sick so I don't do it no more,\nI won't find peace of mind\nRolling around on the floor.\nThe point I want to make,\nIs you can never escape from your fate,\nThe mistake is to take without givin',\nFrom within,\nYou know how I'm living,\nI'm cool, I'm looking after myself,\nAnd I could never place wealth before my spirit,\nI feel it's unhealthy,\nThe devil creep around you so stealthy, stealthy\n'Till you get bold, rush the gold,\nAnd before you're much older,\nYou're soul is sold, where's it getting ya,\nCompetition starts sweating ya,\nGold-diggers setting you up,\nSoon be forgetting your existence,\nDo you need a for instance,\nI have to admire your persistence\nIn sticking to a game plan,\nThat brings you pain man,\nAnd at the end of the day nothing is gained,\nSo listen to the voice within,\nI'll see ya later,\nPay heed to the Grand Oral Disseminator.\n\nQuiet, still, you feel there's nothing going on\nUntil you realise the space behind your eyes\nIs filling up with something like peace\nAs your thoughts cease and\nPleasure grows in your soul.\nI ain't a Christian, sometimes\nI feel like dissing em, but listen\nI'm just trying to tell ya what I know\nIf you would once relax, chill to the max\nThese words on wax will cause sweet bells\nTo ring in your soul.\nIf I say God is alive I know you wanna know why\nBabies die, food don't grow, why trains smash, planes crash\nSituation mash and slam bam your fellow man\nMoney's in fashion, huh, it ain't rational,\nBecause dam it, he didn't just give us the planet\nAnd its wealth, deep inside your soul he left a piece of himself\nThe lord is in here. His voice is small.\nYou keep lying and trying,\nDenying the call from inside\nYou can't hide responsibility\nSo decide from today just how it's going to be,\nThou shalt have no other god but me,\nHe can set you free see,\nBut you have to listen,\nAnd who's that false idol\nI see you kissing?\nMoney, success and untold wealth, good health\nAnd all you have to do is love yourself.\nIt's a fact you'll attract all the things that you lack,\nSo just chill\nAnd get off the racetrack\nAnd take a pace back, face facts,\nIt's your decision,\nYou don't need eyes to see,\nYou need vision,\nContinue to view the lord as being separated\nAnd you'll be living a lie that's being perpetrated,\nFor many centuries, I'm on a mission,\nThese facts in my rap,\nI don't sing,\nBut I want to share the peace that they bring,\nMy name is G.O.D.\nThe Grand Oral Disseminator","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Reverence (Radio Edit)\n  artist: Faithless\n  album: 1996 Reverence (Maxi)\n  duration_ms: 226000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Watch me ride...\n\n  Take my words and the bass,\n  Taste, and then swallow me,\n  I'm chasing the devil\n  Cos you're level if you follow me\n  For quality, and I make no apology\n  For linking my thinking with computer technology.\n  Cos this is like a modern day hymn\n  For the new church,\n  I search for the truth,\n  I've got a hole in my tooth,\n  I'm Uncouth, yes sir,\n  I'm from the street university\n  Where we learn to earn even in times of adversity.\n  And I will find the easy way out of a hard time\n  Petty crime sometime,\n  But now I'm inclined to find\n  a fresh direction,\n  check out the funky section.\n  Cos this is the part where I start to rip up words,\n  A comfort coming straight from my heart,\n  I'm not a mystic, my views are realistic, simplistic,\n  One special brew I get pissed quick,\n  And get sick so I don't do it no more,\n  I won't find peace of mind\n  Rolling around on the floor.\n  The point I want to make,\n  Is you can never escape from your fate,\n  The mistake is to take without givin',\n  From within,\n  You know how I'm living,\n  I'm cool, I'm looking after myself,\n  And I could never place wealth before my spirit,\n  I feel it's unhealthy,\n  The devil creep around you so stealthy, stealthy\n  'Till you get bold, rush the gold,\n  And before you're much older,\n  You're soul is sold, where's it getting ya,\n  Competition starts sweating ya,\n  Gold-diggers setting you up,\n  Soon be forgetting your existence,\n  Do you need a for instance,\n  I have to admire your persistence\n  In sticking to a game plan,\n  That brings you pain man,\n  And at the end of the day nothing is gained,\n  So listen to the voice within,\n  I'll see ya later,\n  Pay heed to the Grand Oral Disseminator.\n\n  Quiet, still, you feel there's nothing going on\n  Until you realise the space behind your eyes\n  Is filling up with something like peace\n  As your thoughts cease and\n  Pleasure grows in your soul.\n  I ain't a Christian, sometimes\n  I feel like dissing em, but listen\n  I'm just trying to tell ya what I know\n  If you would once relax, chill to the max\n  These words on wax will cause sweet bells\n  To ring in your soul.\n  If I say God is alive I know you wanna know why\n  Babies die, food don't grow, why trains smash, planes crash\n  Situation mash and slam bam your fellow man\n  Money's in fashion, huh, it ain't rational,\n  Because dam it, he didn't just give us the planet\n  And its wealth, deep inside your soul he left a piece of himself\n  The lord is in here. His voice is small.\n  You keep lying and trying,\n  Denying the call from inside\n  You can't hide responsibility\n  So decide from today just how it's going to be,\n  Thou shalt have no other god but me,\n  He can set you free see,\n  But you have to listen,\n  And who's that false idol\n  I see you kissing?\n  Money, success and untold wealth, good health\n  And all you have to do is love yourself.\n  It's a fact you'll attract all the things that you lack,\n  So just chill\n  And get off the racetrack\n  And take a pace back, face facts,\n  It's your decision,\n  You don't need eyes to see,\n  You need vision,\n  Continue to view the lord as being separated\n  And you'll be living a lie that's being perpetrated,\n  For many centuries, I'm on a mission,\n  These facts in my rap,\n  I don't sing,\n  But I want to share the peace that they bring,\n  My name is G.O.D.\n  The Grand Oral Disseminator\n"},{"id":13523533,"name":"Reverence (Radio Edit)","trackName":"Reverence (Radio Edit)","artistName":"Faithless","albumName":"Forever Faithless - The Greatest Hits","duration":225.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Watch me ride...\n\nTake my words and the bass,\nTaste, and then swallow me,\nI'm chasing the devil\nCos you're level if you follow me\nFor quality, and I make no apology\nFor linking my thinking with computer technology.\nCos this is like a modern day hymn\nFor the new church,\nI search for the truth,\nI've got a hole in my tooth,\nI'm Uncouth, yes sir,\nI'm from the street university\nWhere we learn to earn even in times of adversity.\nAnd I will find the easy way out of a hard time\nPetty crime sometime,\nBut now I'm inclined to find\na fresh direction,\ncheck out the funky section.\nCos this is the part where I start to rip up words,\nA comfort coming straight from my heart,\nI'm not a mystic, my views are realistic, simplistic,\nOne special brew I get pissed quick,\nAnd get sick so I don't do it no more,\nI won't find peace of mind\nRolling around on the floor.\nThe point I want to make,\nIs you can never escape from your fate,\nThe mistake is to take without givin',\nFrom within,\nYou know how I'm living,\nI'm cool, I'm looking after myself,\nAnd I could never place wealth before my spirit,\nI feel it's unhealthy,\nThe devil creep around you so stealthy, stealthy\n'Till you get bold, rush the gold,\nAnd before you're much older,\nYou're soul is sold, where's it getting ya,\nCompetition starts sweating ya,\nGold-diggers setting you up,\nSoon be forgetting your existence,\nDo you need a for instance,\nI have to admire your persistence\nIn sticking to a game plan,\nThat brings you pain man,\nAnd at the end of the day nothing is gained,\nSo listen to the voice within,\nI'll see ya later,\nPay heed to the Grand Oral Disseminator.\n\nQuiet, still, you feel there's nothing going on\nUntil you realise the space behind your eyes\nIs filling up with something like peace\nAs your thoughts cease and\nPleasure grows in your soul.\nI ain't a Christian, sometimes\nI feel like dissing em, but listen\nI'm just trying to tell ya what I know\nIf you would once relax, chill to the max\nThese words on wax will cause sweet bells\nTo ring in your soul.\nIf I say God is alive I know you wanna know why\nBabies die, food don't grow, why trains smash, planes crash\nSituation mash and slam bam your fellow man\nMoney's in fashion, huh, it ain't rational,\nBecause dam it, he didn't just give us the planet\nAnd its wealth, deep inside your soul he left a piece of himself\nThe lord is in here. His voice is small.\nYou keep lying and trying,\nDenying the call from inside\nYou can't hide responsibility\nSo decide from today just how it's going to be,\nThou shalt have no other god but me,\nHe can set you free see,\nBut you have to listen,\nAnd who's that false idol\nI see you kissing?\nMoney, success and untold wealth, good health\nAnd all you have to do is love yourself.\nIt's a fact you'll attract all the things that you lack,\nSo just chill\nAnd get off the racetrack\nAnd take a pace back, face facts,\nIt's your decision,\nYou don't need eyes to see,\nYou need vision,\nContinue to view the lord as being separated\nAnd you'll be living a lie that's being perpetrated,\nFor many centuries, I'm on a mission,\nThese facts in my rap,\nI don't sing,\nBut I want to share the peace that they bring,\nMy name is G.O.D.\nThe Grand Oral Disseminator","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Reverence (Radio Edit)\n  artist: Faithless\n  album: Forever Faithless - The Greatest Hits\n  duration_ms: 225000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Watch me ride...\n\n  Take my words and the bass,\n  Taste, and then swallow me,\n  I'm chasing the devil\n  Cos you're level if you follow me\n  For quality, and I make no apology\n  For linking my thinking with computer technology.\n  Cos this is like a modern day hymn\n  For the new church,\n  I search for the truth,\n  I've got a hole in my tooth,\n  I'm Uncouth, yes sir,\n  I'm from the street university\n  Where we learn to earn even in times of adversity.\n  And I will find the easy way out of a hard time\n  Petty crime sometime,\n  But now I'm inclined to find\n  a fresh direction,\n  check out the funky section.\n  Cos this is the part where I start to rip up words,\n  A comfort coming straight from my heart,\n  I'm not a mystic, my views are realistic, simplistic,\n  One special brew I get pissed quick,\n  And get sick so I don't do it no more,\n  I won't find peace of mind\n  Rolling around on the floor.\n  The point I want to make,\n  Is you can never escape from your fate,\n  The mistake is to take without givin',\n  From within,\n  You know how I'm living,\n  I'm cool, I'm looking after myself,\n  And I could never place wealth before my spirit,\n  I feel it's unhealthy,\n  The devil creep around you so stealthy, stealthy\n  'Till you get bold, rush the gold,\n  And before you're much older,\n  You're soul is sold, where's it getting ya,\n  Competition starts sweating ya,\n  Gold-diggers setting you up,\n  Soon be forgetting your existence,\n  Do you need a for instance,\n  I have to admire your persistence\n  In sticking to a game plan,\n  That brings you pain man,\n  And at the end of the day nothing is gained,\n  So listen to the voice within,\n  I'll see ya later,\n  Pay heed to the Grand Oral Disseminator.\n\n  Quiet, still, you feel there's nothing going on\n  Until you realise the space behind your eyes\n  Is filling up with something like peace\n  As your thoughts cease and\n  Pleasure grows in your soul.\n  I ain't a Christian, sometimes\n  I feel like dissing em, but listen\n  I'm just trying to tell ya what I know\n  If you would once relax, chill to the max\n  These words on wax will cause sweet bells\n  To ring in your soul.\n  If I say God is alive I know you wanna know why\n  Babies die, food don't grow, why trains smash, planes crash\n  Situation mash and slam bam your fellow man\n  Money's in fashion, huh, it ain't rational,\n  Because dam it, he didn't just give us the planet\n  And its wealth, deep inside your soul he left a piece of himself\n  The lord is in here. His voice is small.\n  You keep lying and trying,\n  Denying the call from inside\n  You can't hide responsibility\n  So decide from today just how it's going to be,\n  Thou shalt have no other god but me,\n  He can set you free see,\n  But you have to listen,\n  And who's that false idol\n  I see you kissing?\n  Money, success and untold wealth, good health\n  And all you have to do is love yourself.\n  It's a fact you'll attract all the things that you lack,\n  So just chill\n  And get off the racetrack\n  And take a pace back, face facts,\n  It's your decision,\n  You don't need eyes to see,\n  You need vision,\n  Continue to view the lord as being separated\n  And you'll be living a lie that's being perpetrated,\n  For many centuries, I'm on a mission,\n  These facts in my rap,\n  I don't sing,\n  But I want to share the peace that they bring,\n  My name is G.O.D.\n  The Grand Oral Disseminator\n"},{"id":15045427,"name":"Reverence (Radio Edit)","trackName":"Reverence (Radio Edit)","artistName":"Faithless","albumName":"Forever Faithless - The Greatest Hits (C)","duration":225.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Watch me ride...\n\nTake my words and the bass,\nTaste, and then swallow me,\nI'm chasing the devil\nCos you're level if you follow me\nFor quality, and I make no apology\nFor linking my thinking with computer technology.\nCos this is like a modern day hymn\nFor the new church,\nI search for the truth,\nI've got a hole in my tooth,\nI'm Uncouth, yes sir,\nI'm from the street university\nWhere we learn to earn even in times of adversity.\nAnd I will find the easy way out of a hard time\nPetty crime sometime,\nBut now I'm inclined to find\na fresh direction,\ncheck out the funky section.\nCos this is the part where I start to rip up words,\nA comfort coming straight from my heart,\nI'm not a mystic, my views are realistic, simplistic,\nOne special brew I get pissed quick,\nAnd get sick so I don't do it no more,\nI won't find peace of mind\nRolling around on the floor.\nThe point I want to make,\nIs you can never escape from your fate,\nThe mistake is to take without givin',\nFrom within,\nYou know how I'm living,\nI'm cool, I'm looking after myself,\nAnd I could never place wealth before my spirit,\nI feel it's unhealthy,\nThe devil creep around you so stealthy, stealthy\n'Till you get bold, rush the gold,\nAnd before you're much older,\nYou're soul is sold, where's it getting ya,\nCompetition starts sweating ya,\nGold-diggers setting you up,\nSoon be forgetting your existence,\nDo you need a for instance,\nI have to admire your persistence\nIn sticking to a game plan,\nThat brings you pain man,\nAnd at the end of the day nothing is gained,\nSo listen to the voice within,\nI'll see ya later,\nPay heed to the Grand Oral Disseminator.\n\nQuiet, still, you feel there's nothing going on\nUntil you realise the space behind your eyes\nIs filling up with something like peace\nAs your thoughts cease and\nPleasure grows in your soul.\nI ain't a Christian, sometimes\nI feel like dissing em, but listen\nI'm just trying to tell ya what I know\nIf you would once relax, chill to the max\nThese words on wax will cause sweet bells\nTo ring in your soul.\nIf I say God is alive I know you wanna know why\nBabies die, food don't grow, why trains smash, planes crash\nSituation mash and slam bam your fellow man\nMoney's in fashion, huh, it ain't rational,\nBecause dam it, he didn't just give us the planet\nAnd its wealth, deep inside your soul he left a piece of himself\nThe lord is in here. His voice is small.\nYou keep lying and trying,\nDenying the call from inside\nYou can't hide responsibility\nSo decide from today just how it's going to be,\nThou shalt have no other god but me,\nHe can set you free see,\nBut you have to listen,\nAnd who's that false idol\nI see you kissing?\nMoney, success and untold wealth, good health\nAnd all you have to do is love yourself.\nIt's a fact you'll attract all the things that you lack,\nSo just chill\nAnd get off the racetrack\nAnd take a pace back, face facts,\nIt's your decision,\nYou don't need eyes to see,\nYou need vision,\nContinue to view the lord as being separated\nAnd you'll be living a lie that's being perpetrated,\nFor many centuries, I'm on a mission,\nThese facts in my rap,\nI don't sing,\nBut I want to share the peace that they bring,\nMy name is G.O.D.\nThe Grand Oral Disseminator","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Reverence (Radio Edit)\n  artist: Faithless\n  album: Forever Faithless - The Greatest Hits (C)\n  duration_ms: 225000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Watch me ride...\n\n  Take my words and the bass,\n  Taste, and then swallow me,\n  I'm chasing the devil\n  Cos you're level if you follow me\n  For quality, and I make no apology\n  For linking my thinking with computer technology.\n  Cos this is like a modern day hymn\n  For the new church,\n  I search for the truth,\n  I've got a hole in my tooth,\n  I'm Uncouth, yes sir,\n  I'm from the street university\n  Where we learn to earn even in times of adversity.\n  And I will find the easy way out of a hard time\n  Petty crime sometime,\n  But now I'm inclined to find\n  a fresh direction,\n  check out the funky section.\n  Cos this is the part where I start to rip up words,\n  A comfort coming straight from my heart,\n  I'm not a mystic, my views are realistic, simplistic,\n  One special brew I get pissed quick,\n  And get sick so I don't do it no more,\n  I won't find peace of mind\n  Rolling around on the floor.\n  The point I want to make,\n  Is you can never escape from your fate,\n  The mistake is to take without givin',\n  From within,\n  You know how I'm living,\n  I'm cool, I'm looking after myself,\n  And I could never place wealth before my spirit,\n  I feel it's unhealthy,\n  The devil creep around you so stealthy, stealthy\n  'Till you get bold, rush the gold,\n  And before you're much older,\n  You're soul is sold, where's it getting ya,\n  Competition starts sweating ya,\n  Gold-diggers setting you up,\n  Soon be forgetting your existence,\n  Do you need a for instance,\n  I have to admire your persistence\n  In sticking to a game plan,\n  That brings you pain man,\n  And at the end of the day nothing is gained,\n  So listen to the voice within,\n  I'll see ya later,\n  Pay heed to the Grand Oral Disseminator.\n\n  Quiet, still, you feel there's nothing going on\n  Until you realise the space behind your eyes\n  Is filling up with something like peace\n  As your thoughts cease and\n  Pleasure grows in your soul.\n  I ain't a Christian, sometimes\n  I feel like dissing em, but listen\n  I'm just trying to tell ya what I know\n  If you would once relax, chill to the max\n  These words on wax will cause sweet bells\n  To ring in your soul.\n  If I say God is alive I know you wanna know why\n  Babies die, food don't grow, why trains smash, planes crash\n  Situation mash and slam bam your fellow man\n  Money's in fashion, huh, it ain't rational,\n  Because dam it, he didn't just give us the planet\n  And its wealth, deep inside your soul he left a piece of himself\n  The lord is in here. His voice is small.\n  You keep lying and trying,\n  Denying the call from inside\n  You can't hide responsibility\n  So decide from today just how it's going to be,\n  Thou shalt have no other god but me,\n  He can set you free see,\n  But you have to listen,\n  And who's that false idol\n  I see you kissing?\n  Money, success and untold wealth, good health\n  And all you have to do is love yourself.\n  It's a fact you'll attract all the things that you lack,\n  So just chill\n  And get off the racetrack\n  And take a pace back, face facts,\n  It's your decision,\n  You don't need eyes to see,\n  You need vision,\n  Continue to view the lord as being separated\n  And you'll be living a lie that's being perpetrated,\n  For many centuries, I'm on a mission,\n  These facts in my rap,\n  I don't sing,\n  But I want to share the peace that they bring,\n  My name is G.O.D.\n  The Grand Oral Disseminator\n"},{"id":5423069,"name":"Insomnia (Radio Edit)","trackName":"Insomnia (Radio 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nature under ceaseless attack\nI gets no sleep\n\nI can't get no sleep\n\nI can't get no sleep\n\nI can't get no sleep\n\nI need to sleep, I can't get no sleep\n\nI need to sleep, I can't get no sleep","syncedLyrics":"[00:30.54] Deep in the bosom of the gentle night\n[00:33.01] Is when I search for the light\n[00:35.03] Pick up my pen and start to write\n[00:36.67] I struggle and fight dark forces in the clear moonlight\n[00:40.56] Without fear\n[00:43.65] Insomnia\n[00:47.41] I can't get no sleep\n[00:49.39] \n[01:18.66] I used to worry\n[01:20.11] Thought I was going mad in a hurry\n[01:22.40] Gettin' stressed, making excess mess in darkness\n[01:26.16] No electricity, something's all over me\n[01:29.68] Greasy insomnia\n[01:31.57] Please release me and let me dream of\n[01:34.23] Makin' mad love to my girl on the heath\n[01:38.02] Tearin' off tights with my teeth\n[01:40.77] But there's no release, no peace\n[01:42.96] I toss and turn without cease\n[01:45.05] Like a curse, open my 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candlelight, I find insight\nFundamental movement\n\nSo when it's black\nThis insomnia takin'-original-tack(?)\nKeep the beast in my nature\nUnder ceaseless attack... 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I gets no sleep\n  I can't get no sleep\n  I can't get no sleep\n  I can't get no sleep\n  I need to sleep, I can't get no sleep\n  I need to sleep, I can't get no sleep\n"},{"id":30678938,"name":"Insomnia (Monster Mix Radio Edit)","trackName":"Insomnia (Monster Mix Radio Edit)","artistName":"Faithless","albumName":"Reverence","duration":643.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I can't get no sleep\n\nI can't get no sleep\n\nI need to sleep, I can't get no sleep\n\n(I need to sleep)\nDeep in the bosom of the gentle night\nIs when I search for the light\nPick up my pen and start to write\nI struggle and fight dark forces in the clear moonlight\nWithout fear\nInsomnia\n\nI can't get no sleep\n\nI can't get no sleep\n\nI used to worry, thought I was going mad in a hurry\nGettin' stressed, makin' excess mess in darkness\nNo electricity, something's all over me, greasy\nInsomnia, please release me and let me dream\nOf makin' mad love to my girl on the heath\nTearin' off tights with my teeth\n\nBut there's no release, no peace\nI toss and turn without cease\nLike a curse, open my eyes, rise like yeast.\nAt least a couple of weeks\nSince I last slept, kept takin' sleepers\nBut now I keep myself pep\nDeeper still, the night\nI write by candlelight, I find insight\nFundamental movement\n\nSo when it's black\nThis insomnia takin'-original-tack(?)\nKeep the beast in my nature\nUnder ceaseless attack... 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I gets no sleep\n  I can't get no sleep\n  I can't get no sleep\n  I can't get no sleep\n  I need to sleep, I can't get no sleep\n  I need to sleep, I can't get no sleep\n"},{"id":21215511,"name":"Reverence (Radio Edit)","trackName":"Reverence (Radio Edit)","artistName":"Faithless","albumName":"Smash Hits 97. 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His voice is small.\nYou keep lying and trying,\nDenying the call from inside\nYou can't hide responsibility\nSo decide from today just how it's going to be,\nThou shalt have no other god but me,\nHe can set you free see,\nBut you have to listen,\nAnd who's that false idol\nI see you kissing?\nMoney, success and untold wealth, good health\nAnd all you have to do is love yourself.\nIt's a fact you'll attract all the things that you lack,\nSo just chill\nAnd get off the racetrack\nAnd take a pace back, face facts,\nIt's your decision,\nYou don't need eyes to see,\nYou need vision,\nContinue to view the lord as being separated\nAnd you'll be living a lie that's being perpetrated,\nFor many centuries, I'm on a mission,\nThese facts in my rap,\nI don't sing,\nBut I want to share the peace that they bring,\nMy name is G.O.D.\nThe Grand Oral Disseminator","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Reverence (Radio Edit)\n  artist: Faithless\n  album: Smash Hits 97. 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His voice is small.\n  You keep lying and trying,\n  Denying the call from inside\n  You can't hide responsibility\n  So decide from today just how it's going to be,\n  Thou shalt have no other god but me,\n  He can set you free see,\n  But you have to listen,\n  And who's that false idol\n  I see you kissing?\n  Money, success and untold wealth, good health\n  And all you have to do is love yourself.\n  It's a fact you'll attract all the things that you lack,\n  So just chill\n  And get off the racetrack\n  And take a pace back, face facts,\n  It's your decision,\n  You don't need eyes to see,\n  You need vision,\n  Continue to view the lord as being separated\n  And you'll be living a lie that's being perpetrated,\n  For many centuries, I'm on a mission,\n  These facts in my rap,\n  I don't sing,\n  But I want to share the peace that they bring,\n  My name is G.O.D.\n  The Grand Oral Disseminator\n"},{"id":13324606,"name":"Reverence (Radio Edit)","trackName":"Reverence (Radio Edit)","artistName":"Faithless","albumName":"2005 The Greatest Hits","duration":225.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Watch me ride...\n\nTake my words and the bass,\nTaste, and then swallow me,\nI'm chasing the devil\nCos you're level if you follow me\nFor quality, and I make no apology\nFor linking my thinking with computer technology.\nCos this is like a modern day hymn\nFor the new church,\nI search for the truth,\nI've got a hole in my tooth,\nI'm Uncouth, yes sir,\nI'm from the street university\nWhere we learn to earn even in times of adversity.\nAnd I will find the easy way out of a hard time\nPetty crime sometime,\nBut now I'm inclined to find\na fresh direction,\ncheck out the funky section.\nCos this is the part where I start to rip up words,\nA comfort coming straight from my heart,\nI'm not a mystic, my views are realistic, simplistic,\nOne special brew I get pissed quick,\nAnd get sick so I don't do it no more,\nI won't find peace of mind\nRolling around on the floor.\nThe point I want to make,\nIs you can never escape from your fate,\nThe mistake is to take without givin',\nFrom within,\nYou know how I'm living,\nI'm cool, I'm looking after myself,\nAnd I could never place wealth before my spirit,\nI feel it's unhealthy,\nThe devil creep around you so stealthy, stealthy\n'Till you get bold, rush the gold,\nAnd before you're much older,\nYou're soul is sold, where's it getting ya,\nCompetition starts sweating ya,\nGold-diggers setting you up,\nSoon be forgetting your existence,\nDo you need a for instance,\nI have to admire your persistence\nIn sticking to a game plan,\nThat brings you pain man,\nAnd at the end of the day nothing is gained,\nSo listen to the voice within,\nI'll see ya later,\nPay heed to the Grand Oral Disseminator.\n\nQuiet, still, you feel there's nothing going on\nUntil you realise the space behind your eyes\nIs filling up with something like peace\nAs your thoughts cease and\nPleasure grows in your soul.\nI ain't a Christian, sometimes\nI feel like dissing em, but listen\nI'm just trying to tell ya what I know\nIf you would once relax, chill to the max\nThese words on wax will cause sweet bells\nTo ring in your soul.\nIf I say God is alive I know you wanna know why\nBabies die, food don't grow, why trains smash, planes crash\nSituation mash and slam bam your fellow man\nMoney's in fashion, huh, it ain't rational,\nBecause dam it, he didn't just give us the planet\nAnd its wealth, deep inside your soul he left a piece of himself\nThe lord is in here. His voice is small.\nYou keep lying and trying,\nDenying the call from inside\nYou can't hide responsibility\nSo decide from today just how it's going to be,\nThou shalt have no other god but me,\nHe can set you free see,\nBut you have to listen,\nAnd who's that false idol\nI see you kissing?\nMoney, success and untold wealth, good health\nAnd all you have to do is love yourself.\nIt's a fact you'll attract all the things that you lack,\nSo just chill\nAnd get off the racetrack\nAnd take a pace back, face facts,\nIt's your decision,\nYou don't need eyes to see,\nYou need vision,\nContinue to view the lord as being separated\nAnd you'll be living a lie that's being perpetrated,\nFor many centuries, I'm on a mission,\nThese facts in my rap,\nI don't sing,\nBut I want to share the peace that they bring,\nMy name is G.O.D.\nThe Grand Oral Disseminator","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Reverence (Radio Edit)\n  artist: Faithless\n  album: 2005 The Greatest Hits\n  duration_ms: 225000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Watch me ride...\n\n  Take my words and the bass,\n  Taste, and then swallow me,\n  I'm chasing the devil\n  Cos you're level if you follow me\n  For quality, and I make no apology\n  For linking my thinking with computer technology.\n  Cos this is like a modern day hymn\n  For the new church,\n  I search for the truth,\n  I've got a hole in my tooth,\n  I'm Uncouth, yes sir,\n  I'm from the street university\n  Where we learn to earn even in times of adversity.\n  And I will find the easy way out of a hard time\n  Petty crime sometime,\n  But now I'm inclined to find\n  a fresh direction,\n  check out the funky section.\n  Cos this is the part where I start to rip up words,\n  A comfort coming straight from my heart,\n  I'm not a mystic, my views are realistic, simplistic,\n  One special brew I get pissed quick,\n  And get sick so I don't do it no more,\n  I won't find peace of mind\n  Rolling around on the floor.\n  The point I want to make,\n  Is you can never escape from your fate,\n  The mistake is to take without givin',\n  From within,\n  You know how I'm living,\n  I'm cool, I'm looking after myself,\n  And I could never place wealth before my spirit,\n  I feel it's unhealthy,\n  The devil creep around you so stealthy, stealthy\n  'Till you get bold, rush the gold,\n  And before you're much older,\n  You're soul is sold, where's it getting ya,\n  Competition starts sweating ya,\n  Gold-diggers setting you up,\n  Soon be forgetting your existence,\n  Do you need a for instance,\n  I have to admire your persistence\n  In sticking to a game plan,\n  That brings you pain man,\n  And at the end of the day nothing is gained,\n  So listen to the voice within,\n  I'll see ya later,\n  Pay heed to the Grand Oral Disseminator.\n\n  Quiet, still, you feel there's nothing going on\n  Until you realise the space behind your eyes\n  Is filling up with something like peace\n  As your thoughts cease and\n  Pleasure grows in your soul.\n  I ain't a Christian, sometimes\n  I feel like dissing em, but listen\n  I'm just trying to tell ya what I know\n  If you would once relax, chill to the max\n  These words on wax will cause sweet bells\n  To ring in your soul.\n  If I say God is alive I know you wanna know why\n  Babies die, food don't grow, why trains smash, planes crash\n  Situation mash and slam bam your fellow man\n  Money's in fashion, huh, it ain't rational,\n  Because dam it, he didn't just give us the planet\n  And its wealth, deep inside your soul he left a piece of himself\n  The lord is in here. His voice is small.\n  You keep lying and trying,\n  Denying the call from inside\n  You can't hide responsibility\n  So decide from today just how it's going to be,\n  Thou shalt have no other god but me,\n  He can set you free see,\n  But you have to listen,\n  And who's that false idol\n  I see you kissing?\n  Money, success and untold wealth, good health\n  And all you have to do is love yourself.\n  It's a fact you'll attract all the things that you lack,\n  So just chill\n  And get off the racetrack\n  And take a pace back, face facts,\n  It's your decision,\n  You don't need eyes to see,\n  You need vision,\n  Continue to view the lord as being separated\n  And you'll be living a lie that's being perpetrated,\n  For many centuries, I'm on a mission,\n  These facts in my rap,\n  I don't sing,\n  But I want to share the peace that they bring,\n  My name is G.O.D.\n  The Grand Oral Disseminator\n"},{"id":26751405,"name":"Reverence (Radio Edit)","trackName":"Reverence (Radio Edit)","artistName":"Faithless","albumName":"Dance Mission - Vol. 15","duration":225.933061,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Watch me ride...\n\nTake my words and the bass,\nTaste, and then swallow me,\nI'm chasing the devil\nCos you're level if you follow me\nFor quality, and I make no apology\nFor linking my thinking with computer technology.\nCos this is like a modern day hymn\nFor the new church,\nI search for the truth,\nI've got a hole in my tooth,\nI'm Uncouth, yes sir,\nI'm from the street university\nWhere we learn to earn even in times of adversity.\nAnd I will find the easy way out of a hard time\nPetty crime sometime,\nBut now I'm inclined to find\na fresh direction,\ncheck out the funky section.\nCos this is the part where I start to rip up words,\nA comfort coming straight from my heart,\nI'm not a mystic, my views are realistic, simplistic,\nOne special brew I get pissed quick,\nAnd get sick so I don't do it no more,\nI won't find peace of mind\nRolling around on the floor.\nThe point I want to make,\nIs you can never escape from your fate,\nThe mistake is to take without givin',\nFrom within,\nYou know how I'm living,\nI'm cool, I'm looking after myself,\nAnd I could never place wealth before my spirit,\nI feel it's unhealthy,\nThe devil creep around you so stealthy, stealthy\n'Till you get bold, rush the gold,\nAnd before you're much older,\nYou're soul is sold, where's it getting ya,\nCompetition starts sweating ya,\nGold-diggers setting you up,\nSoon be forgetting your existence,\nDo you need a for instance,\nI have to admire your persistence\nIn sticking to a game plan,\nThat brings you pain man,\nAnd at the end of the day nothing is gained,\nSo listen to the voice within,\nI'll see ya later,\nPay heed to the Grand Oral Disseminator.\n\nQuiet, still, you feel there's nothing going on\nUntil you realise the space behind your eyes\nIs filling up with something like peace\nAs your thoughts cease and\nPleasure grows in your soul.\nI ain't a Christian, sometimes\nI feel like dissing em, but listen\nI'm just trying to tell ya what I know\nIf you would once relax, chill to the max\nThese words on wax will cause sweet bells\nTo ring in your soul.\nIf I say God is alive I know you wanna know why\nBabies die, food don't grow, why trains smash, planes crash\nSituation mash and slam bam your fellow man\nMoney's in fashion, huh, it ain't rational,\nBecause dam it, he didn't just give us the planet\nAnd its wealth, deep inside your soul he left a piece of himself\nThe lord is in here. His voice is small.\nYou keep lying and trying,\nDenying the call from inside\nYou can't hide responsibility\nSo decide from today just how it's going to be,\nThou shalt have no other god but me,\nHe can set you free see,\nBut you have to listen,\nAnd who's that false idol\nI see you kissing?\nMoney, success and untold wealth, good health\nAnd all you have to do is love yourself.\nIt's a fact you'll attract all the things that you lack,\nSo just chill\nAnd get off the racetrack\nAnd take a pace back, face facts,\nIt's your decision,\nYou don't need eyes to see,\nYou need vision,\nContinue to view the lord as being separated\nAnd you'll be living a lie that's being perpetrated,\nFor many centuries, I'm on a mission,\nThese facts in my rap,\nI don't sing,\nBut I want to share the peace that they bring,\nMy name is G.O.D.\nThe Grand Oral Disseminator","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Reverence (Radio Edit)\n  artist: Faithless\n  album: Dance Mission - Vol. 15\n  duration_ms: 225933\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Watch me ride...\n\n  Take my words and the bass,\n  Taste, and then swallow me,\n  I'm chasing the devil\n  Cos you're level if you follow me\n  For quality, and I make no apology\n  For linking my thinking with computer technology.\n  Cos this is like a modern day hymn\n  For the new church,\n  I search for the truth,\n  I've got a hole in my tooth,\n  I'm Uncouth, yes sir,\n  I'm from the street university\n  Where we learn to earn even in times of adversity.\n  And I will find the easy way out of a hard time\n  Petty crime sometime,\n  But now I'm inclined to find\n  a fresh direction,\n  check out the funky section.\n  Cos this is the part where I start to rip up words,\n  A comfort coming straight from my heart,\n  I'm not a mystic, my views are realistic, simplistic,\n  One special brew I get pissed quick,\n  And get sick so I don't do it no more,\n  I won't find peace of mind\n  Rolling around on the floor.\n  The point I want to make,\n  Is you can never escape from your fate,\n  The mistake is to take without givin',\n  From within,\n  You know how I'm living,\n  I'm cool, I'm looking after myself,\n  And I could never place wealth before my spirit,\n  I feel it's unhealthy,\n  The devil creep around you so stealthy, stealthy\n  'Till you get bold, rush the gold,\n  And before you're much older,\n  You're soul is sold, where's it getting ya,\n  Competition starts sweating ya,\n  Gold-diggers setting you up,\n  Soon be forgetting your existence,\n  Do you need a for instance,\n  I have to admire your persistence\n  In sticking to a game plan,\n  That brings you pain man,\n  And at the end of the day nothing is gained,\n  So listen to the voice within,\n  I'll see ya later,\n  Pay heed to the Grand Oral Disseminator.\n\n  Quiet, still, you feel there's nothing going on\n  Until you realise the space behind your eyes\n  Is filling up with something like peace\n  As your thoughts cease and\n  Pleasure grows in your soul.\n  I ain't a Christian, sometimes\n  I feel like dissing em, but listen\n  I'm just trying to tell ya what I know\n  If you would once relax, chill to the max\n  These words on wax will cause sweet bells\n  To ring in your soul.\n  If I say God is alive I know you wanna know why\n  Babies die, food don't grow, why trains smash, planes crash\n  Situation mash and slam bam your fellow man\n  Money's in fashion, huh, it ain't rational,\n  Because dam it, he didn't just give us the planet\n  And its wealth, deep inside your soul he left a piece of himself\n  The lord is in here. His voice is small.\n  You keep lying and trying,\n  Denying the call from inside\n  You can't hide responsibility\n  So decide from today just how it's going to be,\n  Thou shalt have no other god but me,\n  He can set you free see,\n  But you have to listen,\n  And who's that false idol\n  I see you kissing?\n  Money, success and untold wealth, good health\n  And all you have to do is love yourself.\n  It's a fact you'll attract all the things that you lack,\n  So just chill\n  And get off the racetrack\n  And take a pace back, face facts,\n  It's your decision,\n  You don't need eyes to see,\n  You need vision,\n  Continue to view the lord as being separated\n  And you'll be living a lie that's being perpetrated,\n  For many centuries, I'm on a mission,\n  These facts in my rap,\n  I don't sing,\n  But I want to share the peace that they bring,\n  My name is G.O.D.\n  The Grand Oral Disseminator\n"},{"id":29114877,"name":"Reverence (Radio Edit)","trackName":"Reverence (Radio Edit)","artistName":"Faithless","albumName":"Jazz Tracks","duration":226.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Watch me ride...\n\nTake my words and the bass,\nTaste, and then swallow me,\nI'm chasing the devil\nCos you're level if you follow me\nFor quality, and I make no apology\nFor linking my thinking with computer technology.\nCos this is like a modern day hymn\nFor the new church,\nI search for the truth,\nI've got a hole in my tooth,\nI'm Uncouth, yes sir,\nI'm from the street university\nWhere we learn to earn even in times of adversity.\nAnd I will find the easy way out of a hard time\nPetty crime sometime,\nBut now I'm inclined to find\na fresh direction,\ncheck out the funky section.\nCos this is the part where I start to rip up words,\nA comfort coming straight from my heart,\nI'm not a mystic, my views are realistic, simplistic,\nOne special brew I get pissed quick,\nAnd get sick so I don't do it no more,\nI won't find peace of mind\nRolling around on the floor.\nThe point I want to make,\nIs you can never escape from your fate,\nThe mistake is to take without givin',\nFrom within,\nYou know how I'm living,\nI'm cool, I'm looking after myself,\nAnd I could never place wealth before my spirit,\nI feel it's unhealthy,\nThe devil creep around you so stealthy, stealthy\n'Till you get bold, rush the gold,\nAnd before you're much older,\nYou're soul is sold, where's it getting ya,\nCompetition starts sweating ya,\nGold-diggers setting you up,\nSoon be forgetting your existence,\nDo you need a for instance,\nI have to admire your persistence\nIn sticking to a game plan,\nThat brings you pain man,\nAnd at the end of the day nothing is gained,\nSo listen to the voice within,\nI'll see ya later,\nPay heed to the Grand Oral Disseminator.\n\nQuiet, still, you feel there's nothing going on\nUntil you realise the space behind your eyes\nIs filling up with something like peace\nAs your thoughts cease and\nPleasure grows in your soul.\nI ain't a Christian, sometimes\nI feel like dissing em, but listen\nI'm just trying to tell ya what I know\nIf you would once relax, chill to the max\nThese words on wax will cause sweet bells\nTo ring in your soul.\nIf I say God is alive I know you wanna know why\nBabies die, food don't grow, why trains smash, planes crash\nSituation mash and slam bam your fellow man\nMoney's in fashion, huh, it ain't rational,\nBecause dam it, he didn't just give us the planet\nAnd its wealth, deep inside your soul he left a piece of himself\nThe lord is in here. His voice is small.\nYou keep lying and trying,\nDenying the call from inside\nYou can't hide responsibility\nSo decide from today just how it's going to be,\nThou shalt have no other god but me,\nHe can set you free see,\nBut you have to listen,\nAnd who's that false idol\nI see you kissing?\nMoney, success and untold wealth, good health\nAnd all you have to do is love yourself.\nIt's a fact you'll attract all the things that you lack,\nSo just chill\nAnd get off the racetrack\nAnd take a pace back, face facts,\nIt's your decision,\nYou don't need eyes to see,\nYou need vision,\nContinue to view the lord as being separated\nAnd you'll be living a lie that's being perpetrated,\nFor many centuries, I'm on a mission,\nThese facts in my rap,\nI don't sing,\nBut I want to share the peace that they bring,\nMy name is G.O.D.\nThe Grand Oral Disseminator","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Reverence (Radio Edit)\n  artist: Faithless\n  album: Jazz Tracks\n  duration_ms: 226000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Watch me ride...\n\n  Take my words and the bass,\n  Taste, and then swallow me,\n  I'm chasing the devil\n  Cos you're level if you follow me\n  For quality, and I make no apology\n  For linking my thinking with computer technology.\n  Cos this is like a modern day hymn\n  For the new church,\n  I search for the truth,\n  I've got a hole in my tooth,\n  I'm Uncouth, yes sir,\n  I'm from the street university\n  Where we learn to earn even in times of adversity.\n  And I will find the easy way out of a hard time\n  Petty crime sometime,\n  But now I'm inclined to find\n  a fresh direction,\n  check out the funky section.\n  Cos this is the part where I start to rip up words,\n  A comfort coming straight from my heart,\n  I'm not a mystic, my views are realistic, simplistic,\n  One special brew I get pissed quick,\n  And get sick so I don't do it no more,\n  I won't find peace of mind\n  Rolling around on the floor.\n  The point I want to make,\n  Is you can never escape from your fate,\n  The mistake is to take without givin',\n  From within,\n  You know how I'm living,\n  I'm cool, I'm looking after myself,\n  And I could never place wealth before my spirit,\n  I feel it's unhealthy,\n  The devil creep around you so stealthy, stealthy\n  'Till you get bold, rush the gold,\n  And before you're much older,\n  You're soul is sold, where's it getting ya,\n  Competition starts sweating ya,\n  Gold-diggers setting you up,\n  Soon be forgetting your existence,\n  Do you need a for instance,\n  I have to admire your persistence\n  In sticking to a game plan,\n  That brings you pain man,\n  And at the end of the day nothing is gained,\n  So listen to the voice within,\n  I'll see ya later,\n  Pay heed to the Grand Oral Disseminator.\n\n  Quiet, still, you feel there's nothing going on\n  Until you realise the space behind your eyes\n  Is filling up with something like peace\n  As your thoughts cease and\n  Pleasure grows in your soul.\n  I ain't a Christian, sometimes\n  I feel like dissing em, but listen\n  I'm just trying to tell ya what I know\n  If you would once relax, chill to the max\n  These words on wax will cause sweet bells\n  To ring in your soul.\n  If I say God is alive I know you wanna know why\n  Babies die, food don't grow, why trains smash, planes crash\n  Situation mash and slam bam your fellow man\n  Money's in fashion, huh, it ain't rational,\n  Because dam it, he didn't just give us the planet\n  And its wealth, deep inside your soul he left a piece of himself\n  The lord is in here. 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