Matto Cibo Sci Fi Wasabi Lyrics

Sci Fi Wasabi Lyrics

What's up B? Wa-sa-bi
I'm searchin' the city for sci-fi wasabi
The start
button has been pushed already
Obi-Wan Kenobi is waiting for me in Union
Square
My wheel needs repair.
The bike lane's glowing all over the
city
My bike "specializes" in the nitty-gritty
New York City
never had equality, it's reality, economic duality
Where are my
amenities
Tell me my sanity
Ain't no analogy for individuality, I got
immunity from multiplicity
That's how we do it. We got your
harmony.
Where's you're identity?
Our name is stereotype with an A
I
got to get the shit straight
Your vision of stupidity's made of
vanity
Keep your quality up in the sky

There is a hole on Broadway,
no control, it's in my way
I feel no goal. Where is my soul?
I got no
reset for this game

A.O.K. gotta find an alley anyway
My hair turns
grey day by day
Don't erase your points, you've got your pace
Don't waste
your days, get your innerspace
Don't give me chase, I'm at St. Marks
Place
Feeling Stromboli, not ravioli
I'm charging my energy fresh as a
daisy
Biologically let your system know what's up
Here comes your twin
hopper
Yuka Honda knows her water - "Pass the Volvic"
No wonder
her fingers are smooth like butter
It's specific. No mind traffic
CIBO
MATTO 1999!
I'm Miho Hatori straight outta purgatori
Ai? Ai? Alright? I'm
passing on your right
Don't be snobby with me
Not aioli, surely not
Moby
Obi-Wan Kenobi told me in the lobby
Technically I'm free and I can
find the key
Our name is stereotype with an A
I've got to get the shit
straight. Can you relate, my mate?
Don't be late, my gate is
open
Downtown still sends me up in the sky