The Prodigy "Ibiza" lyrics

Ibiza

Ibiza (feat. Sleaford Mods)

Ibiza (Ibiza)IbizaIbiza (Ibiza)Don't fall off the rock

Ibiza (Ibiza)IbizaIbiza (Ibiza)

Ready mixPacket of smashSex cultsSix packs lashDrum edgeNo toneThe facelessThe mix on sticksIbiza's rotten incrusted rocksTransmit transmit (transmit)

What's he fucking doing?What's he fucking doing? (Laugh!)What's he fucking doing?What's he fucking doing?

Ibiza (Ibiza)IbizaIbiza (Ibiza)Don't fall off the rock

Plug it inPremix hard bodyIt's all about the gearBleached hair wanky mates justflown in on the learPrivate jet personal flyerAll Danny all fucking DireStraights are eight a packetFuck that I'm on the baccy mate (Transmit)

What's he fucking doing?What's he fucking doing? (Laugh!)What's he fucking doing?What's he fucking doing?

Ibiza (Ibiza)IbizaIbiza (Ibiza)Don't fall off the rock

Ibiza (Ibiza)IbizaIbiza (Ibiza)

What's he fucking doing?(DJ blocks my lungs up)Cos the music's just got dumbed up(DJ blocks my lungs up)Cos the music's just got dumbed upStare(DJ blocks my lungs up)Cos the music's just got dumbed up(DJ blocks my lungs up)Cos the music's just got dumbed up

What's he fucking doing?

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