Gorillaz — Clint Eastwood Live BRITs Performance

[Hook: 2D] I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad I got sunshine in a bag I'm useless, but not for long The future is coming on I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad I got sunshine in a bag I'm useless, but not for long The future is coming on It's coming on, it's coming on It's coming on, it's coming on It's coming on [Verse 1: Si Phili] Yo. Yo Cause I'm this, Gorillaz from the mist lyricist and my thoughts be twisted I spit the wickedest rhymes from a time that's never existed My futuristic linguistics turn fools into statistics I'm a lyrical misfit with the sadistic characteristics I perform murderous acts on my tracks with a single breath And if a boy wanna fi test, then I be stampin' upon his chest Done makin' a mess - not a man could conceive the weed I'm consumin' And I transform from my cartoon pseudonym, turn to a human I spit words from my mouth that be turnin' you inside out And I tie knots in intestines just like I'm a boy scout That's workin' 'em out - Now rearrangin' your whole skeletal structure Then I find some nine inch nails to perform some acupuncture When I punch ya, I rupture one of your rib cage in a rage And I turn you into a cartoon toon and erase the page I take you back to the stone age with Barney and Fred Flinstone Get Dino to tear your Moschinos and then force you to limp home [Hook: 2D] I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad I got sunshine in a bag I'm useless, but not for long The future is coming on I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad I got sunshine in a bag I'm useless, but not for long The future is coming on It's coming on, it's coming on It's coming on, it's coming on It's coming on [Verse 2: Life] I'mma take off like a jet pack with the get back, rather step back I'mma make the crowd react and nod they heads until they neck snap I can flip raps while riding a skateboard and doin' a tic-tac And leave your head in a spin like starin' at turn table skid mats I'm a concrete lion, big cat - this is real talk, not big-chat Did ya get that, cause I ain't no small timer - I rhyme on big tracks Now fell the vibes I create, this heavy weight, I'm about to detonate And demonstrate how I generate lyrics that supernaturally levitate To the top of my lyrics escalate, accelerate and leave you panickin' Take the ground from beneath your feet, leave you Skywalk-in' like Anakin I'm sharper than the tips of Zulu spears and Olympic javelins My style is totally buckwild and most definitely happenin' To your brains I be tappin' in, to computers I be hackin' in To me, I be out of this world like aliens who were time travelin' I'm dabblin' in the Fists of Fury technique when I speak Forget Karate Kid and these wooden blocks, I chop through concrete [Hook: 2D] I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad I got sunshine in a bag I'm useless, but not for long The future is coming on I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad I got sunshine in a bag I'm useless, but not for long The future is coming on It's coming on, it's coming on It's coming on, it's coming on It's coming on…