Toe Jam by The BPA, Music Video and Lyrics
The BPA or “Brighton Port Authority” is a collaboration between musicians Fatboy Slim and David Byrne.
The song features English rapper Dizzee Rascal.
‘The BPA’ debuted in 2008 with their song “Toe Jam“, along with a video featuring nude dancers with censor bars on them, making pictures and words with them.
It’s all slightly loopy innuendo, ecstatic, sexy and borderline disgusting - and this video pretty much takes that vibe and runs with it.

The song will be available to buy digitally on 7th July 2008.
The album itself, under the moniker Brighton Port Authority, will be out later in the year.
You can listen the song here, this is the official video, enjoy!

The BPA - Toe Jam Lyrics
Opening Lyrics
I was asked in New York City
“Do you like my clothes?”
Main Lyrics
…in between my toes
Complete Lyrics
I was asked in New York City, do you like my clothes
I’m talking to my tape recorder, walking down the road
but on Friday nights, I’m, purified that my feet don’t touch the floor
when the number meets the road, in between my toes
Everyday is fucking perfect, its a paradise
watch my life like its a movie, have to watch it twice
a boy looks at a girl, and a girl looks like a pony
she got looks all day long, in between my toes
and every night, she’s purified, she don’t do that dance no more
when the number meets the road, in between my toes
I’m skankin, I’m Bazzer Raseal, I’m drunk off that heathenisms
i ain’t sober, i dont mix with coca cola, or sober
at that “‘m a roller, i look over my shoulder
When i see that sexy figure, i think its time to walk my way over
so i shuffle on my heals, and bounce on my toes
I’m crazy and she knows, its Aubert i suppose
she picked a place and packed her arms
I looked behind and let her out
would not let her go until the sun came out
then i took her to my yard then i wrecked her up
I’m a member of the ju ju nation
down in new Orleans
you don’t need an application
if you move your feet
explode
if you poke it
exposed
on the floor
it grows
if you soak it
enrolls
out the door now
summer time, every night, now my feet don’t touch the floor
she don’t do that dance no more, in between my toes
him and you, you and I, I don’t do that dance no more
when the number meets the road, in between my toes
the lady starts to sing, but she ain’t no disco dancer
she learned to shake her thing, in between my toes
explodes
if you poke it
exposed
on the floor
it grows
if you soak it
enrolls
out the door
explodes
if you poke it
exposed
on the floor
it grows
if you soak it
enrolls
out the door