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Buddy, you're a boy, make a big noise Mixing in the street, gonna be a mix man someday You got shit on your face, snare disgrace Kicking your sound all over the place, singin' We will, we will EQ We will, we will EQ EQ , EQ , EQ The country where I want to be Mixer racking or mixing or just watching T.V EQ, EQ, EQ It’s the country for me You’re so near to Roll-off So far from Joyful Quite a long way from Crisp Lots of miles from Veiled