Livin’ It Up (Letra)

Ciara Part. Nicki Minaj

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I don’t believe in much but I believe in you
I don’t believe I care, cause I don’t follow rules
I see a star so bright; no one could been that blind
No one can crush you out but you

[Pre-Chorus:]
And I, I, I
Living on the world turning
And I, I, I
Ima be giving mine
And I, I, I
I’ll be wrong if I don’t try
I don’t know when my next move is coming
All I know is I’ll be running

[Chorus:]
I, I, I, I’ll be living up
I’ll be living up
I, I, I, I’ll be throwing it up
I’ll be throwing it up
I, I, I, I’ll be playin it cool
Cause a girl’s gonna do
What a girl’s gonna do
Makin up my own rules

Ola Ola eh
Ola Ola eh
Ola Ola eh
Ola Ola eh

I had my doubts in love but I know it’s true
I don’t have many friends, but I got you
You are a walking God, you are a secret ball?
Something no one can take from you

[Pre-Chorus:]
And I, I, I
Living on the world turning
And I, I, I
Ima be giving mine
And I, I, I
I’ll be wrong if I don’t try
I don’t know when my next move is coming
All I know is I’ll be running

[Chorus:]
I, I, I, I’ll be living up
I’ll be living up
I, I, I, I’ll be throwing it up
I’ll be throwing it up
I, I, I, I’ll be playin it cool
Cause a girl’s gonna do
What a girl’s gonna do
Makin up my own rules

I told Cici I was getting er
I told the bitches can’t see and don’t reckon her
I told er if you go in there’s no letting up
See they could kick you when you’re down but you’re getting up
See ain’t a man that could block what God bless
So if a chick wanna try she a hot mess

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Livin’ It Up (Letra)

Ciara

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I don’t believe in much but I believe in you
I don’t believe I care, cause I don’t follow rules
I see a star so bright
No one could been that blind
No one can crush you out but you

And I, I, I
Living on the world turning
And I, I, I
Ima be giving mine
And I, I, I
I’ll be wrong if I don’t try
I don’t know when my next move is coming
All I know is I’ll be running

I, I, I
I’ll be living up
I’ll be living up, yeah
I, I, I
I’ll be throwing it up
I’ll be throwing it up, yeah
I, I, I
I’ll be playin’ it cool
Cause a girl’s gotta do
What a girl’s gotta do
Makin up my own rules
Ola ola eh
Ola ola eh
Ola ola eh
Ola ola eh

I had my doubts in love but I know it’s true
I don’t have many friends, but I got you
You are a walking god, you are a secret ball
Something no one can take from you

And I, I, I
Living on the world turning
And I, I, I
Ima be giving mine
And I, I, I
I’ll be wrong if I don’t try
I don’t know when my next move is coming
All I know is I’ll be running

I, I, I
I’ll be living up
I’ll be living up, yeah
I, I, I
I’ll be throwing it up
I’ll be throwing it up, yeah
I, I, I
I’ll be playin it cool
Cause a girl’s gotta do
What a girl’s gotta do
Makin up my own rules

Ima live life to the fullest
I’ll be speeding like a bullet
I’ll be rolling like a train
I’ll be dancing in the rain

I, I, I
I’ll be living up
I’ll be living up, yeah
I, I, I
I’ll be throwing it up
I’ll be throwing it up, yeah
I, I, I
I’ll be playin it cool
Cause a girl’s gotta do
What a girl’s gotta do
Makin up my own rules
Ola ola eh
Ola ola eh
Ola ola eh
Ola ola eh

Livin’ It Up (Letra)

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[Ja Rule]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
We all my…
Yeah
C’mon, c’mon, uh
To all my bitches that be givin’ it up, uh
To all my niggas that be livin’ it up, we say…
To all my bitches that be givin’ it up, ah
C’mon

[Verse 1: Ja Rule]
Baby, you’re such a typical, everyday, one night thing
It’s a physical, I’ma fuck, you tonight thing
Fuck, knowing your name, get your ass in the Range
And rollover, gettin’ blown while blowing the doja
Bring head to a closure
That’s a good bitch
Before it’s all over, I’ma leave this bitch
Probably treat this bitch, smoke better
‘Cause if you ain’t know, gangstas and hoes go together
Poppin’ my collar, partna
Who in the spot?
Baby, Rule in the spot
In the mug and the watch, love me
Half the hoes hate me, half them love me
The ones that hate me only hate me ‘cause they ain’t fucked me
And they say I’m lucky
Do you think I’ve got time to fuck all these hoes?
And do all these shows?
Or flight in the lama, Dodge and White Rolls
Uh-oh, another episode

[Hook: Case & Ja Rule]
What, do I do?
To all my niggas that be livin’ it up, we say…
What, I do
To all my bitches that be givin’ it up, uhh
What, you do
To all my niggas that be livin’ it up, we say…
What, do I do?
To all my bitches that be givin’ it up, uhh
My love for you
C’mon

[Verse 2: Ja Rule]
Bitches, just wanna hold the name exactly
That’s why they suck dick with more passion than apples
And I ain’t mad at’cha
Never leave you alone
‘Cause we fucks when I’m home
Phone sex when I’m gone
We both grown, both got minds of our own
Bust our freaks off like old dog and Love Jones
Been, in many zones, baby
One hoe, two hoes
Fuck prizzy bitches, the hoes that do bono
But you know, the Rule be livin’ it up
And got all these hoes, givin’ it up
I like a little Rule baby, how cute are you?
With a body that rides all sexual
I got a stick, I’ll ride right next to you
Do a doughnut, and cut, and I’ll open it up
On the freeway, dick in her mouth, foot on the clutch
Rule bitch, not givin’ a fuck

[Hook]

[Ja Rule]
C’mon, we get high
C’mon, we get ride
C’mon, we get live
Live yo’ life

[Verse 3: Ja Rule]
Love you so sexy, I just want you next to me
Your whole vibe, like you high on Extasy
‘Caue ain’t nuthin’ but an "E" thang baby
I know that pussy wet like crazy
I wanna feel your passion, come when you ask me
Laugh when you cry, cry when you laughin’
But ain’t nothin’ happenin’
The bitch got a little too high
Picked up my ride and started crackin’
The radio blastin’ +Between Me And You+
But you ain’t on the low with that freak shit you do
I thought you knew (What I do)
Know I know (What you do)
‘Cause it’s been a good night, your head ain’t right
Like Teddy P, let’s +Turn Off The Light+’
And grind it out, takin’ no times out
‘Til the sun come out
Bitch, when you find out

[Hook 2x]

[Ja Rule]
C’mon, we get high
C’mon, we get ride
C’mon, we get live
C’mon, it’s my time

[Ja Rule talking until end]

Livin’ It Up (Letra)

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this is dedicated to you ben stiller you are my favorite mother fucker i told you,
didn’t i drama makes the world go around does anybody got a problem
with that (yeah) my business, is my business who’s guilty,
can i get a witness first things first,
chocolate starfish my man fred durst access hollywood license to kill
a redneck fucker from jacksonville bringing on the dumpster
fuck a microphone machete’s in the back of my truck rock’in
so steady with the he says she says and don’t forget about the starfish
navigation system don’t hate me, i’m just an alien
with 37 tons of new millenium dum ditty dum,
where’s it coming from misses aguilera,
come and get some oh no which way to go,
to the dance flow in stewa-stereo pay me no mind i seen the fight club,
about 28 times and i’m a keep my pants sagging keep a skateboard,
a spray can for the taggin’ and i’m a keep a lot of girls on my band wagon
cause i don’t give a fuck livin’ life in the fast lane
i’m just a crazy mother fucker livin’ it up,
not givin’ a fuck livin’ life in the fast lane another crazy mother fucker livin’ it up,
not givin’ a fuck life in the fast lane take two (why) now who’s the starsucker?
i’m the starfish, you silly mother fucker puff puff give, the marijuana cig oops,
i don’t even smoke, but i love the way it smells here’s a toast to the females,
sippin’ mums champagne from a seashell i take a counterfeit,
and pop his ass like a zit with starfish navigation system
no cheap thrills baby fill the briefcase with three dollar bills
i’m just an ordinary run of the mill, fella spittin’ out hella mic skills
and i’m a keep my pants sagging keep a skateboard,
a spray can for the taggin’ and i’m a keep a lot of girls on my band wagon
cause i don’t give a fuck livin’ life in the fast lane
i’m just a crazy mother fucker livin’ it up,
not givin’ a fuck livin’ life in the fast lane another crazy mother fucker livin’ it up,
not givin’ a fuck in the fast lane cause it’s so easy to tell a lie
and it’s so easy to run and hide but it’s not easy to be alive
so don’t be wasting none of my time this world is like a cage
and i don’t think it’s fair and i don’t even think that anybody cares
it’ll eat a hole (what) down inside of me (what)
and it will leave a scar (what) can anybody see (what) that we gotta get it out ,
gotta get it out we gotta get it out,
we gotta get it out we gotta get it out,
we gotta get it out and i’m a get it out with a mother fuckin’ microphone
plug it in my soul i’m a renegade riot gettin’ out of control i’m a keepin’ it alive
and continue to be flying like an eagle to my destiny so can you feel me,
hell yeah can you feel me, hell yeah can you feel me,
hell yeah if you feel me mother fucker then you say, hell yeah then you say,
hell yeah then you say, hell yeah i’m livin’ life in the fast lane
cause it’s so easy to tell a lie and it’s so easy to run and hide
but it’s not easy to be alive so don’t be wasting none of my time yeah,
bring it on i’m just a crazy mother fucker livin’ it up,
not givin’ a fuck livin’ life in the fast lane another crazy mother fucker livin’ it up,
not givin’ a fuck in the fast lane

Livin’ It Up (Letra)

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(life in the fast lane)
This is dedicated to you ben stiller
You are my favorite mutherfucker
I told you, didn’t i?

Drama makes the world go around
Does anybody got a problem with that?
My business is my business
Who’s guilty?
Can i get a witness?
First things first
The chocolate starfish is my man fred durst
Access hollywood licence to kill
A redneck fucker from jacksonville
Bangin’ on the dumpster funk
My microphone machete’s in the back of my
Trunk
Rocker’s who’s steady with the
He says, she says
And don’t forget about the starfish
Navigation system
Don’t hate me
I’m just an alien
With thirty seven tons of new millenium
Dum diddie dum
Where’s it coming from?
Mrs aguilera, come and get some
Oh know, which way to go
To the dance floor
It’s on my stereo
Pay me no mind
I seen the fight club
About twenty eight times
And i’m ‘a keep my pants saggy
Keep a skateboard
A spray can, for the taggin’
And i’m ‘a keep a lot of girls in my beer
Wagon
Cause i don’t give a fuck
Livin’ life in the fast lane

I’m just a crazy mutherfucker
Livin’ it up
Not giving a fuck
Livin’ life in the fast lane

Another crazy mutherfucker
Livin’ it up
Not giving a fuck
In the fast lane

Take two
Hoo haa!
Now who’s the star sucker?
I’m the starfish
You silly mutherfucker
Puff puff
Give the marujuana cig
Oops
I don’t even smoke
But i love the way it smells
Here’s a toast to the females
Sippin’ lung champagne from a seashell
I think i gotta feel
And pop his ass like a zit
With the starfish navigation system

I’m no cheap thrills baby
Fill the briefcase with three dollar bills
I’m just an ordinary run of the mill fella
Spittin’ out hella mic skillz
And i’m ‘a keep my pants saggy
Keep a skateboard
A spray can, for the taggin’
And i’m ‘a keep a lot of girls in my beer
Wagon
Cause i don’t give a fuck
Livin’ life in the fast lane

I’m just a crazy mutherfucker
Livin’ it up
Not giving a fuck
Livin’ life in the fast lane

Another crazy mutherfucker
Livin’ it up
Not giving a fuck
In the fast lane

Cause it’s so easy
To tell a lie
And it’s so easy to run and hide
But it’s not easy to be alive
So don’t be wasting
None on my time

This world is like a cage
And i don’t think it’s fair
And i don’t even think
That anybody cares
It’ll leave a hole down the side of me
And it’ll leave a scar
Can anybody see?
That we gotta get it out
We gotta get it out
And i’m ‘a get it out
With the mutherfucken microphone
Plugging in my soul
I’m a renegade riot getting out of control
I’m ‘a keep it alive
And continue to be
Flying like an eagle
To my destiny
So can you feel me? (hell yeah)
Can you feel me? (hell yeah)
If you feel mutherfucker then you’ll say
(hell yeah)
Hell yeah, i’m livin’ life in the fast lane

Cause it’s so easy
To tell a lie
And it’s so easy to run and hide
But it’s not easy to be alive
So don’t be wasting
None on my time

I’m just a crazy mutherfucker
Livin’ it up
Not giving a fuck
Livin’ life in the fast lane

Another crazy mutherfucker
Livin’ it up
Not giving a fuck
In the fast lane

Livin It Up (Letra)

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(marchin’ in the fast lane)
This is dedicated to you Ben Stiller,
You are my favorite mother fucker.
I told you, didn’t I?

Drama makes the world go around. (go around)
Does anybody got the problem with that? (yeah)
My business, is my bussiness, who’se guilty?
Can I get a witness?
First thing first,
The chocolate starfish’s is my man Fred Durst.
Access Hollywood liscences to kill,
A redneck fucker from Jacksonville.
Bringning on the dumb stuff funk,
A microphone [machetti’s?] in the back of my trunk.
Rock is so steady with the he-says she-says,
And don’t forget about the starfish never gave shun system.
Don’t hate me, I’m just an alien, with 37 tons of new millenium.
Dum-Di-Di-Dum, where is it coming from?
Miss Aguil-eira, come and get so-me.
Oh no, which way to go?
Through the dance floor into the stereo.
Hanging on mine, I’ve seen the flight cup (?) about 28 times.
And I’m’a keep my pants saggin`,
Keep the skateboard, a straight camp for the taggin`.
And I’m’a keep a lot of girls in my pimp wagon,
Cause I don’t give a fuck..

[chorus start]
Living life in the fast lane.
I’m just a crazy mother fucker livin’ it up.
Not giving a fuck.
Living life in the fast lane.
Another crazy mother fucker livin’ it up.
Not giving a fuck in the fast lane.
[chorus end]

Take two. (ooo-wa!)
Now who’se the star sucka?
I’m the starfish, you silly mother fucker.
The pof pof kiff, the marijuana cig.
Oops, I don’t even smoke but I love the way it smells.
Give a toast to the female (female) sippin’ rhum champagne from a sea shell. (sea shell)
I think you’re counterfeit, that I possess like a zit
With the starfish never gave shun system.
No cheap thrills, (baby)
Fill the briefcase with 3 dollar billz.
I’m just an ordinary run at the mill.
Fella spittin’ on hell of mic skills.
And I’m’a keep my pants saggin`,
Keep the skateboard, a straight camp for the taggin`.
And I’m’a keep a lot of girls in my pimp wagon,
Cause I don’t give a fuck..

[chorus start]
Living life in the fast lane.
I’m just a crazy mother fucker livin’ it up.
Not giving a fuck.
Living life in the fast lane.
Another crazy mother fucker, livin’ it up.
Not giving a fuck in the fast lane.
[chorus end]

Cause it’s so easy to tell a lie,
And it’s so easy, to run and hide.
But it’s not easy to be alive,
So don’t be wasting NOT OF MY TIME!

[Fred Durst VMA2K part starts here]
This world is like a cage,
And I don’t think it’s fair,
And I don’t even think,
That anybody cares..
[???] the hole (what?) grown inside of me (what?),
And it’ll leave a scar (what?), can anybody see? (what?)
That we got to get it out. (got to get it out)
We got to get it out. (got to get it out)
We got to get it out. (got to get it out)
And I’m’a get it out with the mother fucking MICROPHONE PLUGGED IN MY SOUL.
I’m a renegade vibe gettin’ out of control.
I’m’a keep it alive and continue to be,
Fly like an eagle to my destiny!
Can you feel me? (hell yeah)
Can you feel me? (hell yeah)
Can you feel me? (hell yeah)
Can you feel me mother fucker?!
Did you say? (hell yeah)
Did you say? (hell yeah)
Can you say hell yeah?
I’m living life in the fast lane.

Cause it’s so easy to tell a lie,
And it’s so easy, to run and hide.
But it’s not easy to be alive,
So don’t be wasting NOT OF MY TIME!

Yeah, bring it on!

[chorus start]
I’m just a crazy mother fucker livin’ it up.
Not giving a fuck.
In the fast lane!
[chorus end]

Livin It Up (Letra)

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One, two..
One (two) one one one (two) one, one, one
One two (test two, two)
One.. testin, testin mic..
Turn that mic up (turn the mic up)

Aiyyo, phar-oahe monch-is, in-cred, i-ble
Ridiculous pivoting fit meticulous splitting shits
In half, cause my, words make, earthquakes
Soliciting intricately impossible obstacles hit
You-in-your-ugly-fuckin-face man
Defendin em even when i’m a minimum state of
Mind cause, my rhymes, shine like, diamonds
World circuit, work it, perfect, timing

Ay-yadi-yadi-yadi-yay (hey yo we livin it up)
Yadi-yadi-yadi-yo (hey yo we livin it up)
Yadi-yadi-yadi-yay (that’s right we livin it up)
Yadi-yadi-yadi-yo (c’mon we livin it up)
Yadi-yadi-yadi-yay (that’s right we livin it up)
Yadi-yadi-yadi-yo (c’mon we livin it up)
Ya-di-ya-di-ya-di-ya-di-yiiiiii (we livin it up, we livin it up)
(we livin it up, we livin it up)

Heyyyy, bump this shit in your new car system
The pinnacle of sinister the cynical wisdom
My strategy, split em, seemingly hitting em
With little eenie meenie bits of flattery
That’ll stagger em for a minute, imagine i’m draggin em in it
The mud, "fudge pudge" rememebr i’m braggin infinite
This menace here ii finish off society
Not dennis, the nemesis of a different variety
The gap-toothed kid with the ill computer flow (uhh)
The most beautifullest thing, so suitable

Ay-yadi-yadi-yadi-yay (hey yo we livin it up)
Yadi-yadi-yadi-yo (hey yo we livin it up)
Yadi-yadi-yadi-yay (hey yo we livin it up)
Yadi-yadi-yadi-yo (shhh.. we livin it up)
Yadi-yadi-yadi-yay (hey yo we livin it up)
Yadi-yadi-yadi-yo (that’s right we livin it up)
Ya-di-ya-di-ya-di-ya-di-yiiiiii (we livin it up, we livin it up)
(we livin it up, we livin it up)

Yo, come get that ass kicked fast quick
Monch already with an asterik
Blast past mc’s faster than flash did
At last a cop checked to cop hash wit
Dash a little bit in the cake mix to get blasted
Sacred, scriptures written inscripted scribe my scrupils
Slap unhappy mc’s who become my pupils
You’re tossed, cut off, similar to cuticles
The most beautifullest thing, so suitable

Yadi-yadi-yadi-yay (yo, we livened it up)
Yadi-yadi-yadi-yo (that’s right, we livened it up)
Yadi-yadi-yadi-yay (we livened it up)
Yadi-yadi-yadi-yo (we livened it up)
Yadi-yadi-yadi-yay (shhh… we livin it up)
Yadi-yadi-yadi-yo (that’s right we livin it up)
Ya-di-ya-di-ya-di-ya-di-yiiiiii (we livin it up, we livin it up)
(we livin it up, we livin it up)

Yeah!

Livin it up (Letra)

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[Ja Rule]
Yea, yea, yea
Where all my…
Uhh, yea.. c’mon, c’mon uhh
To all my lady’s that be givin it up, uh
To all niggers that be livin it up, we say…
To all my lady’s that be givin it up, ah
C’mon

[Ja Rule]
Baby, this ain’t your typical, everyday, one night thing
It’s a physical, I’ma love you tonight thing
love, knowin your name, jump yo’ ass in the Range
And roll over, gettin blown while blowin the doja
Bring head to a closure – that’s a good bitch
Before it’s all over, I’ma meat this bitch
Probably treat this bitch
, mo’ betta
Cause if you ain’t – know, gangstas and hoes go together
Poppin my collar potnah – who in the spot?
Baby, Rule in the spot; and the mug and the watch ugly
Half the hoes hate me, half them love me
The ones that hate me only hate me cause they ain’t fucked me
And they say I’m lucky; you think I got time
to blow all these hoes and do all these shows?
Or flight in the llama chargin white Rolls
Uhh-oh, another episode

[Chorus: Case, Ja Rule]
(case)Do I do
(ja rule)to all my niggas that be livin’ it up we say
(case)What I do
(ja rule)to all my bitches that be givin’ it up uh
(case)what u do
(ja rule)to all my niggas that be livin’ it up we say
(case)what do i do
(ja rule)and to all my bitches that be givin’ it up
(case)my loooove for u…….
[Rule] C’mon

[Ja Rule]
Lady’s, just wanna hold a name that’s active
That’s why they suck dick with mo’ passion than average
And I ain’t mad at’cha; never leave you alone
Cause we fucks when I’m home, phone sex when I’m gone
We both grown, both got minds of our own
Plus I freaks off like O-Dog in "Love Jones"
Been in, many zones, baby one hoes, two hoes
From, prissy bitches to hoes that do porno
But you know, the Rule be livin it up
And got all these hoes, givin it up
I like a, little ooh baby, how cute are you?
With a body that rides on sexual
I got a stick, I’ll ride right next to you
Do a doughnut, and cut, then I’ll open it up
On the freeway, hell way, foot on the clutch
Rule baby, not givin it up

[Chorus]

[Ja Rule]
C’mon, we get hiiiigh
C’mon, we get riiiight
C’mon, we get liiiive
Live yo’ life

[Ja Rule]
Love you so sexy, I just want you next to me
Your whole vibe, like you high on ecstasy
Cause ain’t nuttin but a ‘E’ thang bay-bay
I know that pussy went like cra-zay
I wanna, feel your passion, come when you askin
Laugh when you cryin, cry when you laughin
But ain’t nuttin happenin, the bitch got a little too high
turned off the light then started crashin
The radio blastin "Between Me and You"
But, you ain’t on the low with that pretty thing you do
Girl I thought you knew (what I do), know I know (what you do)
Cause it’s ain’t a good night if the head ain’t right
Like, Teddy P let’s "Turn Off the Lights"
And, grind it out, takin no times out
‘til the sun come out; lemme find out

[Chorus] – repeat 2X

[Ja Rule]
C’mon, we get hiiiigh
C’mon, we get riiiight
C’mon, we get liiiive
C’mon, it’s my time
ooh baby
[ad libs to the end]

Livin’ It Up (Letra)

Limp Bizkit

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Livin’ it up
By: jimmy buffett, josh leo, j.d. souther
1983
He took one last look
Tossed that address book
His odyssey has begun
No time to see sights
Ran all the red lights
Burned all his bridges
Now it’s love on the run

Chorus:
Livin’ it up
Is takin’ all of his time
But he ain’t givin’ it up
It suits his temperament fine

Up on the bandstand
Plays for a few fans
Workin’ for minimum wage
He spots her lookin’
His brain is cookin’
She takes her seat
At the foot of the stage

Chorus:
Livin’ it up
Is takin’ all of his time
But he ain’t givin’ it up
It suits his temperament fine

Yeah he loves livin’ it up
And takin’ all of his time
But he ain’t givin’ it up
It never crosses his mind

Didn’t say much, had a soft touch
Knew what felt good in her man
He was the same way and they split the next day
Sang all the way through the yucatan

Chorus:
Livin’ it up
Is takin’ all of our time
But we ain’t givin’ it up
It never crosses our mind
No no no he’s just livin’ it up
And takin’ all of his time
But he ain’t givin’ her up
She suits his temperament fine
Yeah she’s just livin’ it up
And takin’ all of his time

But she ain’t givin’ him up
It never crosses her mind

– notes:
Background vocals: josh leo, vince melamed, danny burns
Synthesizer: vince melamed
Bass: danny burns
Drums: thom mooney and the linn drum machine