El: Jesus, he's a bit keen
Jon: That's because I got a sweet sixteen/ You hear the synergy of him and me like seeing split screen/ Nick is in between glittering machines where beats are guillotined/
Stripped clean to fit the slip stream.../
Brighton at the height of summer/ Freestyling by the surf with the drummers and the fire jugglers/ Hypnotised by the flying colours/ Like munted clubbers I'm trying to summarise life but just mumbling something or other/
And lyricists sneer because they're afeared of us/ But if the wind veers they could keep that appearance.. so serious/ Maybe cos they synchronised their periods/
So I'm here to cheer them up.../
We come from a wonderful chunk of the country, rolling with summer soul/ Girls to make you somersault/ So if you're stuck and uncomfortable somewhere no fun at all/ Then make like an old tampon and get out that bloody hole.

El: And we got Nick Maxwell on the crossfader
Jon: Welcome to the Special School, we're freaks of nature
El: And we got breath control like ladies in labour
Jon: Honey we're the dream dreamers, we're the music makers

El: Well I'm Elemental and I'm meant to be eccentric and different/ Extra prolific vivisectionist, I left em in stitches/ I'm never resting wrecking sets, legendary lyrics/ And I'm offset with sets of gimmicks and we're ready to rip it..
And kids are getting pathetic
Jon: But dude, do not fear!
El: The crew got here's so deep, we got scuba gear/
I'm like a superhero with tunes for years/ On the loose like a stampede of moose or deer/ With loops and clear flutes for my souveniers/ Of all the moods, tears, fears and the boos and cheers/ But through the years...assume that I'm moving near/ I'm producing the proof that'll prove I'm here.../.. To stay, done blazed, done working everyday/ Cos today is the tomorrow I worked on yesterday/ Rejected renegade, next guest'll get the brakes/ So when the rest get all rejected, I still get the extra play...

Jon: And we got Nick Maxwell on the crossfader
El: Yo we pack a lightsaber like Lord Vader
Jon: And we wade in making waves in a town of wasters
El: We're just two gents rocking Special School blazers