Song | The Sentinel |
Artist | Hilltop Hoods |
Album | The Calling |
Behold, I send you out a sheep, amidst the wolves | |
ba ba ba ba ba | |
(8 Times) | |
Verse 1 Suffa | |
We found this club on a side street, but I was kind of iffy, | |
We could hear some fly beats, but from outside it looked shifty, | |
I said this to pressure just before I finished my sentence, | |
This bouncer came out and dragged us both through the entrance, | |
This guy was huge and I was stumbling with my speech, | |
I finally mumbled that we just stumbled in from the street, | |
He said to us "So finding us was accidental? | |
Well I'm not surprised, we don't advertise at the Sentinel", | |
He said "What's your name?" he said "Pressure", I said "Suffa", | |
He said "Join the rest of the suckers", | |
So we went right in, we sat right down, | |
Pressure said "I guess I'll get us both our first round", | |
He had to go downstairs cos the bar was underground, | |
He came back and said "Man these the cheapest drinks in town", | |
I agreed, yes indeed, we could be here all night, | |
They're only charging a buck fifty for imperial pints, | |
And I'm feeling alright, this place is kind of cool man, | |
I'm hoping tonight, nobody acts the fool and, | |
Ruins this vibe that I've got going, | |
Not knowing where I am, but this jam's growing man this spots blowing, | |
The ladies were hot I sat down and listened, | |
To their four thousand watt, in-house sound system, | |
The DJ was laying tracks, keeping people on the floor and then, | |
He played a crazy break, and the chorus went... | |
Walk right in, sit right down, join the rest of the suckers | |
(Ba ba ba ba ba, ba ba ba ba ba at the Sentinel) | |
Walk right in, sit right down, join the rest of the suckers | |
(Ba ba ba ba ba, ba ba ba ba ba at the Sentinel) | |
Ba ba ba ba ba, Ba ba ba ba ba | |
Ba ba ba ba ba, Ba ba ba ba ba | |
Verse 2 Pressure | |
These dim lights hold, silhouetted figures fit in tight moulds, | |
This beer's ice cold, yeah we're going to be here till the nights old, | |
I might stroll, see what I can plunder, but I wonder, | |
Do I feel a blunder or is that the drink putting me under, | |
A strange feeling, this place got my brain reeling, | |
Looked up and seen a picture of the barkeep upon the main ceiling, | |
Feels like a broken dream, I'm walking through a smoke machine and, | |
In the corner seen a dope fiend, blowing a smoke screen, | |
Sat down, looked at the picture on the bottle label, | |
It was the same man and the stripper that sat atop my table, | |
And as he licked her thighs I saw that glint in her eyes | |
The wristwatch upon her waistlet it had him hypnotized, | |
She kissed him goodbye, threw me a smile and a grin, | |
My reply cut thin by my hand wiping my chin, | |
Walked to the bar as the tender looked right through me I said | |
"Excuse me", then he replied in tones as if he talked about me not to me, | |
He said: "Welcome to the Sentinel, I hope your stay here's perpetual, | |
We serve drinks and broken dreams but no edibles", | |
I bought a round, man I think this is watered down, | |
Its tasting sought of fowl, this place is giving me the creeps and plus the doors are now, | |
Closing to the public so let's make our move, | |
Then I was struck by the strangest sense of déjà vu, | |
Man I swore I was bent "Suffa man I've heard this all before it went", | |
Ba ba ba ba ba, and then the chorus went… | |
Walk right in, sit right down, join the rest of the suckers | |
(Ba ba ba ba ba, ba ba ba ba ba at the Sentinel) | |
Walk right in, sit right down, join the rest of the suckers | |
(Ba ba ba ba ba, ba ba ba ba ba at the Sentinel) | |
Ba ba ba ba ba, Ba ba ba ba ba | |
Ba ba ba ba ba, Ba ba ba ba ba | |
Verse 3 Pressure & Suffa | |
Man this place's got me reeling I took a seat to get my focus, | |
When a group of B-Boys gathered by the stage took my notice, | |
At about one o'clock, the club manager approached us, | |
And said "I heard you jokers were MCs, who's the dopest? | |
Cos we run an open mic battle every night, | |
And to enter you've got to be, incredibly tight", | |
I said "Get me the mic I might flip", then the lights switched, | |
My vision was blurring and burning words inside my eyelids, | |
Rhyme progression begun, something possessing my tongue, | |
Blessing the deaf and dumb till I was falling short of breath in my lung, | |
"When will they let us stop?" I checked the time and it was, | |
Six in the morning, and we were still rhyming, | |
Battled MC after MC, battled MCs for days, | |
But they wouldn't let us go, when we tried to leave the stage, | |
The manager said "You boys can never leave this tournament, | |
And you can never leave the Sentinel", and the chorus went… | |
Walk right in, sit right down, join the rest of the suckers | |
(Ba ba ba ba ba, ba ba ba ba ba at the Sentinel) | |
Walk right in, sit right down, join the rest of the suckers | |
(Ba ba ba ba ba, ba ba ba ba ba at the Sentinel) | |
Ba ba ba ba ba, Ba ba ba ba ba | |
Ba ba ba ba ba, Ba ba ba ba ba | |
Walk right in, sit right down, join the rest of the suckers, the suckers | |
Walk right in, sit right down, join the rest of the suckers (at the sentinal) | |
Walk right in, sit right down, join the rest of the suckers (at the sentinal) | |
ba ba ba ba ba, ba ba ba ba ba | |
ba ba ba ba ba, ba ba ba ba ba |
Behold, I send you out a sheep, amidst the wolves | |
ba ba ba ba ba | |
8 Times | |
Verse 1 Suffa | |
We found this club on a side street, but I was kind of iffy, | |
We could hear some fly beats, but from outside it looked shifty, | |
I said this to pressure just before I finished my sentence, | |
This bouncer came out and dragged us both through the entrance, | |
This guy was huge and I was stumbling with my speech, | |
I finally mumbled that we just stumbled in from the street, | |
He said to us " So finding us was accidental? | |
Well I' m not surprised, we don' t advertise at the Sentinel", | |
He said " What' s your name?" he said " Pressure", I said " Suffa", | |
He said " Join the rest of the suckers", | |
So we went right in, we sat right down, | |
Pressure said " I guess I' ll get us both our first round", | |
He had to go downstairs cos the bar was underground, | |
He came back and said " Man these the cheapest drinks in town", | |
I agreed, yes indeed, we could be here all night, | |
They' re only charging a buck fifty for imperial pints, | |
And I' m feeling alright, this place is kind of cool man, | |
I' m hoping tonight, nobody acts the fool and, | |
Ruins this vibe that I' ve got going, | |
Not knowing where I am, but this jam' s growing man this spots blowing, | |
The ladies were hot I sat down and listened, | |
To their four thousand watt, inhouse sound system, | |
The DJ was laying tracks, keeping people on the floor and then, | |
He played a crazy break, and the chorus went... | |
Walk right in, sit right down, join the rest of the suckers | |
Ba ba ba ba ba, ba ba ba ba ba at the Sentinel | |
Walk right in, sit right down, join the rest of the suckers | |
Ba ba ba ba ba, ba ba ba ba ba at the Sentinel | |
Ba ba ba ba ba, Ba ba ba ba ba | |
Ba ba ba ba ba, Ba ba ba ba ba | |
Verse 2 Pressure | |
These dim lights hold, silhouetted figures fit in tight moulds, | |
This beer' s ice cold, yeah we' re going to be here till the nights old, | |
I might stroll, see what I can plunder, but I wonder, | |
Do I feel a blunder or is that the drink putting me under, | |
A strange feeling, this place got my brain reeling, | |
Looked up and seen a picture of the barkeep upon the main ceiling, | |
Feels like a broken dream, I' m walking through a smoke machine and, | |
In the corner seen a dope fiend, blowing a smoke screen, | |
Sat down, looked at the picture on the bottle label, | |
It was the same man and the stripper that sat atop my table, | |
And as he licked her thighs I saw that glint in her eyes | |
The wristwatch upon her waistlet it had him hypnotized, | |
She kissed him goodbye, threw me a smile and a grin, | |
My reply cut thin by my hand wiping my chin, | |
Walked to the bar as the tender looked right through me I said | |
" Excuse me", then he replied in tones as if he talked about me not to me, | |
He said: " Welcome to the Sentinel, I hope your stay here' s perpetual, | |
We serve drinks and broken dreams but no edibles", | |
I bought a round, man I think this is watered down, | |
Its tasting sought of fowl, this place is giving me the creeps and plus the doors are now, | |
Closing to the public so let' s make our move, | |
Then I was struck by the strangest sense of dé jà vu, | |
Man I swore I was bent " Suffa man I' ve heard this all before it went", | |
Ba ba ba ba ba, and then the chorus went | |
Walk right in, sit right down, join the rest of the suckers | |
Ba ba ba ba ba, ba ba ba ba ba at the Sentinel | |
Walk right in, sit right down, join the rest of the suckers | |
Ba ba ba ba ba, ba ba ba ba ba at the Sentinel | |
Ba ba ba ba ba, Ba ba ba ba ba | |
Ba ba ba ba ba, Ba ba ba ba ba | |
Verse 3 Pressure Suffa | |
Man this place' s got me reeling I took a seat to get my focus, | |
When a group of BBoys gathered by the stage took my notice, | |
At about one o' clock, the club manager approached us, | |
And said " I heard you jokers were MCs, who' s the dopest? | |
Cos we run an open mic battle every night, | |
And to enter you' ve got to be, incredibly tight", | |
I said " Get me the mic I might flip", then the lights switched, | |
My vision was blurring and burning words inside my eyelids, | |
Rhyme progression begun, something possessing my tongue, | |
Blessing the deaf and dumb till I was falling short of breath in my lung, | |
" When will they let us stop?" I checked the time and it was, | |
Six in the morning, and we were still rhyming, | |
Battled MC after MC, battled MCs for days, | |
But they wouldn' t let us go, when we tried to leave the stage, | |
The manager said " You boys can never leave this tournament, | |
And you can never leave the Sentinel", and the chorus went | |
Walk right in, sit right down, join the rest of the suckers | |
Ba ba ba ba ba, ba ba ba ba ba at the Sentinel | |
Walk right in, sit right down, join the rest of the suckers | |
Ba ba ba ba ba, ba ba ba ba ba at the Sentinel | |
Ba ba ba ba ba, Ba ba ba ba ba | |
Ba ba ba ba ba, Ba ba ba ba ba | |
Walk right in, sit right down, join the rest of the suckers, the suckers | |
Walk right in, sit right down, join the rest of the suckers at the sentinal | |
Walk right in, sit right down, join the rest of the suckers at the sentinal | |
ba ba ba ba ba, ba ba ba ba ba | |
ba ba ba ba ba, ba ba ba ba ba |