Where It's At (Live) (Explicit) (Live|Explicit)

There's a destination a little up the road

From the habitations and the towns we know

A place we saw the lights turn low

The jig saw jazz and the get fresh flow

Pulling out jives and jamboree handouts

Two turntables and a microphone

Bottles and cans

And just clap your hands

Where it's at

I got two turntables and a microphone

Take me home with my elevator bones

That was a good drum break

Pick yourself up off the side of the road

With your elevator bones and your whip flash tones

Members only hypnotizers

Move through the room like ambulance drivers

Shine your shoes with your microphone blues

Hirsutes with your parachuits fruits

Passing the dutchie from coast to coast

Let the man get wilson

Wanna rock the most now

What about those who swing both ways

Let's make it out

Baby

Two turntables and a microphone

We're all part of the total symbol

Oh

Dear me

Make out city's a two horse town

That's beautiful

Dad

Got my microphone

I got plastic on my mind

Make it out

Baby

Let's make it

Let's make it out

Baby

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Waaahhh

Telephone plastic baby

Ahh

So good

Oh

Yeah

Let's play good

Ow

Ow

Ow

Ow