High Like A Hurricane - Single

by Black Light White Light

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First single from Black Light White Light second album to be released in 2014.

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released June 23, 2014

Written by Martin Ejlertsen
Produced by Chris "Frenchie" Smith for Worldsend America Inc.
Co-production by Martin Ejlertsen
Recorded by Chris “Frenchie” Smith and Jacob Christofer Andersson
Additional recordings by Martin Ejlertsen
Sonic clarity added by Sean Rolie
Mixed by Chris “Frenchie” Smith and Sean Rolie in the Bubble, Austin TX
Recorded at Studio R in Copenhagen, Denmark and at The Light Room in Malmo, Sweden. Additional percussion was recorded in late hours in a bunker under ground somewhere in Copenhagen, Denmark.
Mastered by Emily Lazar at The Lodge, New York City assisted by Rich Morales

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Track Name: High Like A Hurricane
You make me high like a hurricane
You take me high like a hurricane

Hey girl what are you up to
Do you want me to take you out of this place
What you wanna do what you wanna say
Take what’s inside of this maze

Hey girl you turn me on to
The reason to live in the presence
I just wanna do I just wanna say
Come on down the fast lane

You make me high like a hurricane
You take me high like a hurricane
You make me high like a hurricane
You take me high like a hurricane

High, high, high, high
You make me high like a hurricane
You take me high like a hurricane

Hey girl I feel the fever
Like a stream in my veins forever
What you wanna do what you wanna say
Let’s hang around together

Hey girl I feed on pain
But like a jukebox you’re playing again and again
I just wanna do I just wanna say
Let’s do whatever it takes to stay awake (to stay awake)

You make me high like a hurricane
You take me high like a hurricane
You make me high like a hurricane
You take me high like a hurricane

And I wanna make it
Track Name: Sex And Fury
Tell your mom what you told your daddy twice
We’re going out and out of luck tonight
Tell your sister I’m the kind of mister great size
So lock your doors, duck your heads stay inside

Ah, ah, ah

Tell your brother I’m the motherfucker to call
This is the day the time the place for you all
Tell your friends tomorrow ends before
You aquired a taste for bitterness and war

Ah, ah, ah

Speed up faster grab your things
Ten gold rings
One for each finger on your hands
Ten gold rings to love
Ah, ah, ah

Sex and fury your mind loses the plot
What you see, you ougth to be you haven’t got
Sex and fury what a story to tell
Bring it home bring it back to me from hell

Speed up faster grab your things
Ten gold rings
One for each finger on your hands
Ten gold rings to love
Speed up faster grab your things
Ten gold rings
One for each finger on your hands
Ten gold rings to love

I tear your heart out and leave you bleeding
Pass it on to me
Like a love drug makes you leaving
Pass it on to see