DOUBLE DUTCH...by talile ali
DOUBLE DUTCH
HOP, SKIP AND JUMP
HOP, SKIP AND JUMP
SHE'S ALWAYS OUT PICKIN UP
SOME BIG STRAPPIN BUCK
WHENEVER SHE FEELIN SHE'S
BEEN OUT OF LUCK
SHE GET'S DRUNKED UP ON
HER OLD ENGLISH STOUT
BEFORE SHE GRABS A BUCK
AND HELPS FEEL HIM OUT
IT MAY BE BECAUSE SHE
WAS GANG BANGED SOME BEFORE
BY SOME BIG STRAPPIN BUCKS
NOW SHW BEGS FOR MORE
INSTEAD IT'S NOT THEM BEING
IN CONTROL HERE
SHE'S THE ONE HUMPING THESE
MUSCULAR DUCKS YEAR AFTER YEAR
HEY, ALL I CAN DO REALLY
IS SPECULATE
AFTER ALL IT IS HER WAY
OF HAVING A DATE
SHE MAY WANNA DO THE DO
WITH SEVERAL OF THESE FELLA'S
AFTER ALL SHE'S TRY TO CAPTURE
HERSELF MUCH LIKE OLD YELLER
IT'S A MESS FOR SURE
AND I DON'T KNOW OF A CURE
AND SAD TO SAY SHE'S NOT
SO HAPPY, I'M SURE
SHE'LL NEED A MOTIVE TO CHANGE
HER OWN DEFEATING WAY'S
HELP HER SEE THAT BEING ABUSED
AIN'T THE LOVE SHE CRAVES
I THOUGHT THE EXAMPLE OF
HER DOMINATRIX SIS
BEING LEFT IN A DUMPSTER
WOULD STOP ALL OF THIS
BUT GIRL IS OUT THERE
GIVING IT A WHIRL
NOT EVEN KNOWING THAT
IT'S KILLING ALL OF HER GIRLS
THAT BUCKIN BUCKS WHEN
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poem by Talile Ali
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Annus Mirabilis, The Year Of Wonders, 1666
1
In thriving arts long time had Holland grown,
Crouching at home and cruel when abroad:
Scarce leaving us the means to claim our own;
Our King they courted, and our merchants awed.
2
Trade, which, like blood, should circularly flow,
Stopp'd in their channels, found its freedom lost:
Thither the wealth of all the world did go,
And seem'd but shipwreck'd on so base a coast.
3
For them alone the heavens had kindly heat;
In eastern quarries ripening precious dew:
For them the Idumaean balm did sweat,
And in hot Ceylon spicy forests grew.
4
The sun but seem'd the labourer of the year;
Each waxing moon supplied her watery store,
To swell those tides, which from the line did bear
Their brimful vessels to the Belgian shore.
5
Thus mighty in her ships, stood Carthage long,
And swept the riches of the world from far;
Yet stoop'd to Rome, less wealthy, but more strong:
And this may prove our second Punic war.
6
What peace can be, where both to one pretend?
(But they more diligent, and we more strong)
Or if a peace, it soon must have an end;
For they would grow too powerful, were it long.
7
Behold two nations, then, engaged so far
That each seven years the fit must shake each land:
Where France will side to weaken us by war,
Who only can his vast designs withstand.
8
See how he feeds the Iberian with delays,
To render us his timely friendship vain:
And while his secret soul on Flanders preys,
He rocks the cradle of the babe of Spain.
9
Such deep designs of empire does he lay
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poem by John Dryden
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Why's Everybody Always Pickin' On Me?
Why is everbody always pickin' on me?
The morn' that I was born my old man beat up the doctor
He clocked the doctor cause the doctor said I looked like Chewbacca
The doctor said sir you're misled sir which infers you mistook me
I did not mean your lovely wife was shackin' up with a wookie
What I mean is Wolverine is less hairy than your son
He's looks like Chewie Baba Booey Baba Booey and Hong Kong Phooey all in one
To put it mild your new-born child's completely nutty fu-fu lookin'
I'd shove him back into the oven until he is done cookin'
But why's everbody always pickin' on me?
Cause my fifteen year-old cousin has less acne
But why's everbody always pickin' on me?
Ain't brushed them teeth since 1983
But why's everbody always pickin' on me?
Cause you got the grooming habits of a chimpanzee
But why's everbody always pickin' on me?
Cause you're white but you got a nose like Bill Cosby
Why's everbody always pickin' on me?
Always pickin' and rippin' apart poor ol' Jimmy Pop Ali
I got a schnoz like the 'Cos' but there's a lot more wrong with you
So back me up Bill yea and you're ugly too
So what if I brush my teeth with a piece of cheddar cheese
Or where a fish net shirt by Chams with my Sergio Valenti jeans
And my mirror never lies but it always verifies
I got more cheese and pepperoni than a homemade pizza pie
You compare me to a Monchichi but I don't understand
Why I'm scorned like I'm deformed like the Elephant Man
And yea I took my mom to the prom but hey she asked me first
But at least this time I didn't find my date in the back of a hearse
About as popular with the girls with Englebert Humperdink
And that might be 'cause everybody calls me Shrinky Dink
I know I'm known as Polaroid I'm not a total retard
It's cause I'm done in sixty seconds and you'll still want it enlarged
But why's everbody always pickin' on me?
Cause ya wore velour flares until the late Eighties
But why's everbody always pickin' on me?
Cause you run like a girl and sit down to pee
But why's everbody always pickin' on me?
Cause your only school chum was the lunch lady
But why's everbody always pickin' on me?
You took your mom to the prom but still got lucky
Like that episode where Gilligan gets sick of being teased
And he breaks into the Professor's lab and makes some LSD
Peaks freaks and eats the Skipper's brains then beats Ginger with coconuts
As Mr. Howell and Lovey burn alive inside their grass hut
Oh he'll kill again that Gilligan they he should of let him be
And like a postal clerk I'll go beserk if you don't stop teasing me
See the trick is only pick on those that can't do you no harm
Like the drummer from Def Leppard's only got one arm
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song performed by Bloodhound Gang from One Fierce Beer Coaster
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Last Instructions to a Painter
After two sittings, now our Lady State
To end her picture does the third time wait.
But ere thou fall'st to work, first, Painter, see
If't ben't too slight grown or too hard for thee.
Canst thou paint without colors? Then 'tis right:
For so we too without a fleet can fight.
Or canst thou daub a signpost, and that ill?
'Twill suit our great debauch and little skill.
Or hast thou marked how antic masters limn
The aly-roof with snuff of candle dim,
Sketching in shady smoke prodigious tools?
'Twill serve this race of drunkards, pimps and fools.
But if to match our crimes thy skill presumes,
As th' Indians, draw our luxury in plumes.
Or if to score out our compendious fame,
With Hooke, then, through the microscope take aim,
Where, like the new Comptroller, all men laugh
To see a tall louse brandish the white staff.
Else shalt thou oft thy guiltless pencil curse,
Stamp on thy palette, not perhaps the worse.
The painter so, long having vexed his cloth--
Of his hound's mouth to feign the raging froth--
His desperate pencil at the work did dart:
His anger reached that rage which passed his art;
Chance finished that which art could but begin,
And he sat smiling how his dog did grin.
So mayst thou pérfect by a lucky blow
What all thy softest touches cannot do.
Paint then St Albans full of soup and gold,
The new court's pattern, stallion of the old.
Him neither wit nor courage did exalt,
But Fortune chose him for her pleasure salt.
Paint him with drayman's shoulders, butcher's mien,
Membered like mules, with elephantine chine.
Well he the title of St Albans bore,
For Bacon never studied nature more.
But age, allayed now that youthful heat,
Fits him in France to play at cards and treat.
Draw no commission lest the court should lie,
That, disavowing treaty, asks supply.
He needs no seal but to St James's lease,
Whose breeches wear the instrument of peace;
Who, if the French dispute his power, from thence
Can straight produce them a plenipotence..
Nor fears he the Most Christian should trepan
Two saints at once, St Germain, St Alban,
But thought the Golden Age was now restored,
When men and women took each other's word.
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poem by Andrew Marvell
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Pass That Dutch
>[Intro]
Listen up everyone! we have been just informed
That there's an unknown virus that's attacking all clubs
Symptoms have been said to be - heaving breathing
Wild dancing, coughing
So when you hear the sound - WHO-DI-WHOOOO!
Run for cover..
WOOOOOO! Ahh daddy! Ooooo! Ah! oh, ooh!
Pass that dutch (ah), pass that dutch (ooh)
Pass that dutch (ah), pass that dutch (ah)
Pass that dutch (ah), pass that dutch (ah)
Pass that dutch (whoo), pass that dutch
[Verse 1]
Misdemeanor on the floor, pretty boy here I come
Pumps in the bunk make you wanna hurt something
I can take your man I don't have to sex em
Hang em out the window call me Micheal Jackson (hehehee!)
I'm a pain in your rectum, I am that bitch y'all slept on
Heavy hitter, rhyme spitter, call me Re-Run
Hey hey hey, I'm what's happ'nin
Hypnotic to get my drink (that's right!)
Shake ya ass till it stink (that's right!)
Mr. Mos' on the beat (that's right!)
Put it down for the streets (that's right!)
[Chorus]
(WHO-DI-WHOOOOOOOOOOOOO!)
Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
Pass that dutch, pass that dutch, pass that dutch
Come on pass the dutch baby! (ahh!)
Shake-shake shake ya stuff ladies!
(WHO-DI-WHOOOOOOOOOOOOO!)
Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
Pop that, pop that, jiggle that fat (ahh!)
Don't stop, get it till ya clothes get wet
[Verse 2]
Number one - drums go bump, bump, bump
This beat here will make you boomp, boomp, jump
If you's a fat one, put your clothes back on
Before you start putting pot holes in my lawn
Oh my God, show em I'm large
Shove my beat up, attack like my name was Saddam
I am the bomb from New York to Milan
And I can write a song sicker than Jeffrey Dahm'
(Woop woop!) Don't touch my car alarm
Break in my car you will hear "Viper Armed"
I've been a superstar since Daddy Kane was raw
I'm live on stage, c'mon and give me some applause [applause]
"Thank you! oh thank you, you all are so wonderful!"
[Chorus]
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song performed by Missy Elliott
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The White Cliffs
I
I have loved England, dearly and deeply,
Since that first morning, shining and pure,
The white cliffs of Dover I saw rising steeply
Out of the sea that once made her secure.
I had no thought then of husband or lover,
I was a traveller, the guest of a week;
Yet when they pointed 'the white cliffs of Dover',
Startled I found there were tears on my cheek.
I have loved England, and still as a stranger,
Here is my home and I still am alone.
Now in her hour of trial and danger,
Only the English are really her own.
II
It happened the first evening I was there.
Some one was giving a ball in Belgrave Square.
At Belgrave Square, that most Victorian spot.—
Lives there a novel-reader who has not
At some time wept for those delightful girls,
Daughters of dukes, prime ministers and earls,
In bonnets, berthas, bustles, buttoned basques,
Hiding behind their pure Victorian masks
Hearts just as hot - hotter perhaps than those
Whose owners now abandon hats and hose?
Who has not wept for Lady Joan or Jill
Loving against her noble parent's will
A handsome guardsman, who to her alarm
Feels her hand kissed behind a potted palm
At Lady Ivry's ball the dreadful night
Before his regiment goes off to fight;
And see him the next morning, in the park,
Complete in busbee, marching to embark.
I had read freely, even as a child,
Not only Meredith and Oscar Wilde
But many novels of an earlier day—
Ravenshoe, Can You Forgive Her?, Vivien Grey,
Ouida, The Duchess, Broughton's Red As a Rose,
Guy Livingstone, Whyte-Melville— Heaven knows
What others. Now, I thought, I was to see
Their habitat, though like the Miller of Dee,
I cared for none and no one cared for me.
III
A light blue carpet on the stair
And tall young footmen everywhere,
Tall young men with English faces
Standing rigidly in their places,
Rows and rows of them stiff and staid
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poem by Alice Duer Miller
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Pass The Dutch
[Intro]
Listen up everyone! we have been just informed That there's an unknown virus that's attacking all clubs Symptoms have been said to be - heaving breathing Wild dancing, coughing So when you hear the sound - WHO-DI-WHOOOO! Run for cover.. WOOOOOO! Ahh daddy! Ooooo! Ah! oh, ooh! Pass that dutch (ah), pass that dutch (ooh) Pass that dutch (ah), pass that dutch (ah) Pass that dutch (ah), pass that dutch (ah) Pass that dutch (whoo), pass that dutch
[Verse 1]
Misdemeanor on the flow, pretty boy here I come Pumps in the bunk make you wanna hurt something I can take your man I don't have to sex em Hang em out the window call me Micheal Jackson (hehehee!) I'm a pain in your rectum, I am that bitch y'all slept on Heavy hitter, rhyme spitter, call me Re-Run Hey hey hey, I'm what's happ'nin Now to get my drink (that's right!) Shake ya ass till it stink (that's right!) Mr. Mos' on the beat (that's right!) Put it down for the streets (that's right!)
[Chorus]
(WHO-DI-WHOOOOOOOOOOOOO!) Pass that dutch, pass that dutch Pass that dutch, pass that dutch, pass that dutch Come on pass the dutch baby! (ahh!) Shake-shake shake ya stuff baby! (WHO-DI-WHOOOOOOOOOOOOO!) Pass that dutch, pass that dutch Pass that dutch, pass that dutch Pop that, pop that, jiggle that fat (ahh!) Don't stop, get it till ya clothes get wet
[Verse 2]
Number one - drums go bump, bump, bump This beat here will make you hoomp, boomp, jump If you's a fat one, put your clothes back on Before you start putting pot holes in my lawn Oh my God, show em I'm large Shove my beat up, attack like my name was Saddam I am the bomb from New York to Milan And I can write a song sicker than Jeffrey Dahm' (Woop woop!) Don't touch my car alarm Break in my car you will hear "Viper Armed" I've been a superstar since Daddy Kane was raw I'm live
song performed by Missy Elliott
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Feelin Down Farther
Tom johnston
Well, the sun is shinin
A new day is here
All the people smilin
And the sky is clear
Not an hour wasted will I share with you
Got to keep lovin, mama
No matter what I do
Ooh, ooh, ooh
I got to tell you
Feelin down farther
Feelin farther down
Feelin down farther, baby
Feelin farther down
Feelin down farther
Feelin farther down
Feelin down farther, baby
Feelin farther down
Jesus, hear me
When I sing out loud
The echoes of my gladness
Fall upon the crowd
I dont care for sadness
And I dont need fear
I hope they finally realize
That the feelin is near
Ooh, ooh, ooh
I got to tell you
Feelin down farther
Feelin farther down
Feelin down farther, baby
Feelin farther down
Feelin down farther
Feelin farther down
Feelin down farther, baby
Feelin farther down
Givin and receivin
Are all I know
Some of you will find it
And youll probbly let it show
Only one thing that I know to be true
Every day is different, mama
And so are you
Ooh, ooh, ooh
I got to tell you
Feelin down farther
Feelin farther down
Feelin down farther, baby
Feelin farther down
Feelin down farther
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song performed by Doobie Brothers
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Feelin You
Feelin you, baby
Feelin me, baby
Feelin you, baby
Feelin me, baby
Feelin you, baby
Feelin me, baby
Feelin you, baby
Chorus:
Im feelin you (comon)
Like you feelin me (com on)
Cant you see? (com on)
Theres a love goin down
Im feelin you (com on)
Like you feelin me (com on)
Cant you see? (com on)
I will always be around
Verse 1: (olamide)
Every time I think about love
I think about us...yea
Cuz its the way you be making me feel
And you know its real
And I cant stop givin it up...mmhm
When I feel that you need my love
All you do is call on me
And baby you will see
Im all that you need
Chorus:
Im feelin you
Like you feelin me (com on)
Cant you see?
Theres a love goin... down
Im feelin you
Like you feelin me (com on)
Cant you see?
I will always be around
Verse 2: (olamide)
Every time like you come around
Im wearing a smile
You got me mesmerized, hypnotized
When I look into your eyes
Youre all that I see
And I cant stop givin it up...oh no
When you feel that you need my love...yea
All you do is say my name
And dont you be ashamed
If you feel the same
Chorus:
Im feelin you
Like you feelin me (com on)
Cant you see?
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song performed by Imajin
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R U Feel' In Me
**aaliyah hums**
Verse 1:
I know in my heart, i know in my mind,
We're meant to be, are you feelin' me yo.
I'm the girl in your life, i'm the one you call wife,
And i need to know, are you feelin' me yo
Is there anyone else, that can do it the best,
Give you things you need, well it must be me.
I got very big dreams and the fantasies,
But i need to know, are you feeling' me yo
Chorus:
Boy are you feelin' me (yeah yeah), cause i'm feelin' you (hmmm),
Somethin' in my heart, tells me your the one
Are you feelin' me (feelin me), cause i'm feelin' you (feelin you),
Somethin' in my heart (yeaaa), tells me your the one
Are you feelin me yo
Verse 2:
I'm crazy for you (what), i'm falling for you (whoa),
I got feelins for you (what), are you lovin' me yo. (whoa)
Tell me if it's our time (what), do i blow your mind,(whoa)
Cause i need to know (what), put my life on the line(whoa),
I'm gon' give you my heart (what), all the love that i own (whoa),
But before i do that (what), are you feelin' me yo (whoa).
Anything for you (what), cause i'm big on you(whoa),
But i need to know(what), are you lovin' me yo(whoa)
Chorus:
Boy (boy) are you feelin' me (whooooh), cause i'm feelin' you (yoooo),
Somethin' in my heart (oooh), tells me your the one
Are you feelin' me (me yeah), cause i'm feelin' you,
Somethin' in my heart, are you feelin me yo
Bridge by timbaland
Umm yeah (are you feelin' this yo)
Hey ooh (are you feelin' this yo)
Yeah, yeah yeah yeah (are yo feelin'this yo)
Ficky, ficky, ficky, fikcy, switch!
Are you feelin' me baby baby yeah
Let me talk to em for a minute,
Who is the best, makin' these beats, who could it be?
Are you feelin' this yo, are you feelin' this yo,
Are you feelin' this yo, oh oh, who is the best,
Makin these beats, who can it be (t t)
Are you feelin this yo, are you feelin this yo
Are you feelin this yo, whoa whoa
Who is the best (what), makin' these beats (whoa), who could it be (what)?
Are you feelin' this yo (what), are you feelin' this yo, (whoa)
Are you feelin' this yo (what), oh oh (whoa), who is the best (what),
Makin these beats (whoa), who can it be (what)(heeey)
Are you feelin this yo (what), are you feelin this yo (whoa)
Are you feelin this yo (what) whoa whoa
You neva saw it comin shhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!
song performed by Aaliyah
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High Crimes & Misdemeanors
Written by dennis deyoung
Lead vocals by dennis deyoung
They want you to believe
The unbelievable
They say you should accept
The unacceptable
Forget your common sense
It isnt sensible
Good times for fools and dreamers
Watch em all deny
The undeniable
See how they refute
The unrefutable
Theyre ready to defend
The indefensible
High times for lawyer schemers
They say we must forgive
The forgivable
They want us to respect
The unrespectable
The pious and the hip
So hypocritical
High crimes and misdemeanors
Hip hop hip hop-cracy hip hop
Hip hop hip hop-cracy hip hop
Hip hop hip hop-cracy hip hop
See how they explain
The inexplicable
Watch em debate
The undebatable
Apparently a lie
Is never liable
Prime time for talk show screamers
They say we constitute
The constitutional
With justice here for all
So justifiable
Im tryin not to laugh
But man its laughable
High crimes and misdemeanors
Hip hop hip hop-cracy hip hop
Hip hop hip hop-cracy hip hop
Hip hop hip hop-cracy hip hop
Hip hop hip hop-cracy hip hop
Hip hop hip hop-cracy hip hop
And so
Today we find
Theyve changed their minds
Theyve switched their points of view
Oh what tangled webs they weave
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song performed by Styx
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High Crimes & Misdemeanors (Hip Hop-Crazy)
Written by Dennis DeYoung
Lead Vocals by Dennis DeYoung
They want you to believe
The unbelievable
They say you should accept
The unacceptable
Forget your common sense
It isn't sensible
Good times for fools and dreamers
Watch 'em all deny
The undeniable
See how they refute
The unrefutable
They're ready to defend
The indefensible
High times for lawyer schemers
They say we must forgive
The forgivable
They want us to respect
The unrespectable
The pious and the hip
So hypocritical
High crimes and misdemeanors
Hip hop hip hop-cracy hip hop
Hip hop hip hop-cracy hip hop
Hip hop hip hop-cracy hip hop
See how they explain
The inexplicable
Watch 'em debate
The undebatable
Apparently a lie
Is never liable
Prime time for talk show screamers
They say we constitute
The Constitutional
With justice here for all
So justifiable
I'm tryin' not to laugh
But man it's laughable
High crimes and misdemeanors
Hip hop hip hop-cracy hip hop
Hip hop hip hop-cracy hip hop
Hip hop hip hop-cracy hip hop
Hip hop hip hop-cracy hip hop
Hip hop hip hop-cracy hip hop
And so
Today we find
They've changed their minds
They've switched their points of view
Oh what tangled webs they weave
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song performed by Styx
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Are U Feelin Me
**aaliyah hums**
Verse 1:
I know in my heart, I know in my mind,
Were meant to be, are you feelin me yo.
Im the girl in your life, Im the one you call wife,
And I need to know, are you feelin me yo
Is there anyone else, that can do it the best,
Give you things you need, well it must be me.
I got very big dreams and the fantasies,
But I need to know, are you feeling me yo
Chorus:
Boy are you feelin me (yeah yeah), cause Im feelin you (hmmm),
Somethin in my heart, tells me your the one
Are you feelin me (feelin me), cause Im feelin you (feelin you),
Somethin in my heart (yeaaa), tells me your the one
Are you feelin me yo
Verse 2:
Im crazy for you (what), Im falling for you (whoa),
I got feelins for you (what), are you lovin me yo. (whoa)
Tell me if its our time (what), do I blow your mind,(whoa)
Cause I need to know (what), put my life on the line(whoa),
Im gon give you my heart (what), all the love that I own (whoa),
But before I do that (what), are you feelin me yo (whoa).
Anything for you (what), cause Im big on you(whoa),
But I need to know(what), are you lovin me yo(whoa)
Chorus:
Boy (boy) are you feelin me (whooooh), cause Im feelin you (yoooo),
Somethin in my heart (oooh), tells me your the one
Are you feelin me (me yeah), cause Im feelin you,
Somethin in my heart, are you feelin me yo
Bridge by timbaland
Umm yeah (are you feelin this yo)
Hey ooh (are you feelin this yo)
Yeah, yeah yeah yeah (are yo feelinthis yo)
Ficky, ficky, ficky, fikcy, switch!
Are you feelin me baby baby yeah
Let me talk to em for a minute,
Who is the best, makin these beats, who could it be?
Are you feelin this yo, are you feelin this yo,
Are you feelin this yo, oh oh, who is the best,
Makin these beats, who can it be (t t)
Are you feelin this yo, are you feelin this yo
Are you feelin this yo, whoa whoa
Who is the best (what), makin these beats (whoa), who could it be (what)?
Are you feelin this yo (what), are you feelin this yo, (whoa)
Are you feelin this yo (what), oh oh (whoa), who is the best (what),
Makin these beats (whoa), who can it be (what)(heeey)
Are you feelin this yo (what), are you feelin this yo (whoa)
Are you feelin this yo (what) whoa whoa
You neva saw it comin shhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!
song performed by Aaliyah
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Jump Jump
Wearing stripes, arms up high, as tall as can be,
Nothing more than a frozen smile to see.
In the cage hell defy all thats logical.
Under lights, stay up all night with his formula.
In the grip in the step of potential rage.
Oh its hip, formulated to fascinate.
If you do it like this: jump! jump!
Do it like this: jump! jump!
She moves faster than any eye can see,
Moving parts that arent moved normally.
In the haze what it isnt is what you see.
On and off, up and down, like a yo yo string.
Try to do it like this: jump! jump!
No, no, like this: jump! jump!
Do it for a kiss: jump! jump!
Do it like this: jump! jump!
They shine, we shield our eyes to see what is the dazzling and the enchanted.
They whine come closer to me.
That is the dizzying, the dancing sorcery.
Jump little doggie. do what she say. jump jump jump.
Jump little doggie. do what she say. jump jump jump.
Jump little doggie. do what she say. jump jump jump.
Jump little doggie. do what she say. jump jump jump.
Whoa whoa, my little doggie, he does a trick.
Ruff ruff!
He went to school to learn how to sit.
We were excited, delighted having fun.
As we decended the exit, got off the bus,
We got friends, we got fans now, and this is proof.
Can you tell me why that guy is on the roof?
Oh ho, do it like this: jump! jump!
Try it like this: jump! jump!
Do it more like this: jump! jump!
Jump little doggie. do what she say. jump jump.
Jump little doggie. do what she say. jump jump.
Jump little doggie. do what she say. jump jump.
Jump little doggie. do what she say. jump jump.
song performed by Blondie
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Booth's Drum [1]
They were “ratty” they were hooted by the meanest and the least,
When they woke the Drum of Glory long ago in London East.
They were often mobbed by hoodlums—they were few, but unafraid—
And their Lassies were insulted, but they banged the drum—and prayed.
Prayed in public for the sinners, prayed in private for release,
Till they saved some brawny lumpers—then they banged the drum in peace.
(Saved some prize-fighter and burglars)—and they banged the drum in peace.
Booth’s Drum.
He was hook-nosed, he was “scrawny,”
He was nothing of a Don.
And his business ways seemed Yiddish,
And his speeches “kid”—or kiddish;
And we doubted his “convictions”—
But his drum is going on.
Oh, they drummed it ever onward with old Blood-and-Fire unfurled,
And they drummed it ever outward to the corners of the world.
Till they banged the drum in Greenland and they banged in Ispahan,
And they banged it round to India and China and Japan.
And they banged it through the Islands where each seasoned Son of Rum
Took them for new-fangled Jim Jams when he heard the Army Drum.
(For a bran’ new brand of Horrors, when he saw the Army come.)
So they banged it in the desert, and they banged in the snow—
They’d have banged the Drum to Mecca! with the shadow of a “show.”
(But Mohammed cut their heads off, so they had to let it go.)
Somewhere in the early eighties they had banged the drum to Bourke,
Where the job of fighting Satan was white-hot and dusty work.
Oh, the Local Lass was withered in the heat that bakes and glares,
And we sent her food and firewood but took small heed of her prayers.
We were blasphemous and beery, we were free from Creed or Care,
Till they sent their prettiest Lassies—and they broke our centre there.
So that, moderately sober, we could stand to hear them sing—
And we’d chaff their Testifiers, and throw quids into the ring.
(Never less than bobs or “dollars”—sometimes quids into the ring.)
They have “stormed” our sinful cities—banged for all that they were worth—
From Port Darwin to Port Melbourne, and from Sydney round to Perth.
We’d no need for them (or woman) when we were all right and well,
But they took us out of prison, and they took us out of Hell.
And they helped our fallen sisters who went down for such as we,
And our widows and our orphans in distress and poverty.
And neglected wives and children of the worst of us that be;
And they made us fit for Glory—or another Glorious Spree.
(So I rather think there’s something that is up to you or me.)
Oh! the Blindness of the Future!—Ah, we never reckoned much
That they’d beat the quids we gave them into bayonets and such.
That the coin would be devoted, when our world was looking blue,
To another kind of orphan—wife, or child, or widow too.
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poem by Henry Lawson
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Better Luck Next Time
Black is for the nighttime
Preys upon the day
Red is for the blood that flows like rivers in our veins
Gray is for betrayal
What you did to me
White is for the blinding light
That I know Ill never see, know Ill never see
Found you in the gutter
You needed tenderness
I gave you everything I had
I gave you all my trust
Handed out so neatly
Caught me in your trap
When I needed you the most
You stab me in the back, stab me in the back
Better luck, better luck, better luck next time
If you do it once therell never be a second time
Better luck, better luck, better luck next time
Find somebody else, youre never gonna be mine
How do you find the nerve
To lie right to me face
How do you find the nerve
Black is for the nighttime
Preys upon the day
Red is for the blood that flows like rivers in our veins
I try and find excuses
For what you did to me
Cant forget that burning rage
When I wake up thinking of your face
For the blinding swiftness of revenge
That I know Ill never see, know Ill never see
Better luck, better luck, better luck next time
If you do it once therell never be a second time
Better luck, better luck, better luck next time
Find somebody else, youre never gonna be mine
Better luck, better luck, better luck next time (better luck, better luck)
Better luck, better luck, better luck next time (better luck, better luck)
How do you find the nerve
To lie right to me face
How did you find the nerve
Better luck, better luck, better luck next time (better luck, better luck)
Better luck, better luck, better luck next time (better luck, better luck)
Better luck, better luck, better luck next time (better luck, better luck)
song performed by Oingo Boingo
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Feelin'
when you give what's in your heart
to the one you love
you want them to give their love back to you
when every kiss and every smile
mean the world to you
then you've got it bad
don't need a cure for what you're going through
this feelin' inside you can't let it hide
feelin' never gonna stop the feelin'
when your love is true
feelin' never gonna stop the feelin'
there ain't nothin' you can do now
feelin' never gonna stop the feelin'
you feel it through and through honey
feelin' never gonna stop the feelin'
'cause there ain't nothin' you can do boy
when every look and touch
makes you come undone
and you can't believe this feelin' is real
when the sound of someone's name
gives you butterflies
don't wander why 'cause you can be sure
that you're in love
this feelin' inside you can't let it hide
feelin' never gonna stop the feelin'
when your love is true
feelin' never gonna stop the feelin'
there ain't nothin' you can do now
feelin' never gonna stop the feelin'
you feel it through and through honey
feelin' never gonna stop the feelin'
'cause there ain't nothin' you can do boy
oo hoo hoo boy oo hoo hoo
oo hoo hoo boy oo hoo hoo
oo hoo hoo boy oo hoo hoo
oo hoo hoo boy oo hoo hoo
feelin' never gonna stop the feelin'
when your love is true
feelin' never gonna stop the feelin'
there ain't nothin' you can do now
feelin' never gonna stop the feelin'
you feel it through and through honey
feelin' never gonna stop the feelin'
'cause there ain't nothin' you can do boy
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song performed by Gloria Estefan from Gloria!
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Feelin' (Love To Infinity Remix) (bonus track)
when you give what's in your heart
to the one you love
you want them to give their love back to you
when every kiss and every smile
mean the world to you
then you've got it bad
don't need a cure for what you're going through
this feelin' inside you can't let it hide
feelin' never gonna stop the feelin'
when your love is true
feelin' never gonna stop the feelin'
there ain't nothin' you can do now
feelin' never gonna stop the feelin'
you feel it through and through honey
feelin' never gonna stop the feelin'
'cause there ain't nothin' you can do boy
when every look and touch
makes you come undone
and you can't believe this feelin' is real
when the sound of someone's name
gives you butterflies
don't wander why 'cause you can be sure
that you're in love
this feelin' inside you can't let it hide
feelin' never gonna stop the feelin'
when your love is true
feelin' never gonna stop the feelin'
there ain't nothin' you can do now
feelin' never gonna stop the feelin'
you feel it through and through honey
feelin' never gonna stop the feelin'
'cause there ain't nothin' you can do boy
oo hoo hoo boy oo hoo hoo
oo hoo hoo boy oo hoo hoo
oo hoo hoo boy oo hoo hoo
oo hoo hoo boy oo hoo hoo
feelin' never gonna stop the feelin'
when your love is true
feelin' never gonna stop the feelin'
there ain't nothin' you can do now
feelin' never gonna stop the feelin'
you feel it through and through honey
feelin' never gonna stop the feelin'
'cause there ain't nothin' you can do boy
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song performed by Gloria Estefan from Gloria!
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Feelin
When you give whats in your heart, to the one you love
You want them to give their love back to you
When every kiss and every smile mean the world to you
Then youve got it bad
Dont need a cure for what youre going through
This feelin inside you cant let it hide
Feelin, never stop that feelin
When your love is true
Feelin, never stop that feelin
There aint nothin you can do now
Feelin, never gonna stop that feelin
You feel it through and through, honey
Feelin, never gonna stop that feelin
cause there aint nothin you can do now, boy
When every look and every touch makes you come undone
And you cant believe this feelin is real
When the sound of someones name gives you butterflies
Dont wonder why cause you can be sure
That youre in love
This feelin inside you cant let it hide
Feelin, never gonna stop that feelin
When your love is true
Feelin, never gonna stop that feelin
There aint nothing you can do now
Feelin, never gonna stop that feelin
You feel it through and through, honey
Feelin, never gonna stop that feelin
cause there aint nothin you can do now, boy
Oo hoo hoo boy oo hoo hoo
Oo hoo hoo boy oo hoo hoo
Oo hoo hoo boy oo hoo hoo
Oo hoo hoo boy oo hoo hoo
Feelin, never gonna stop that feelin
When your love is true
Feelin, never gonna stop that feelin
There aint nothing you can do now
Feelin, never gonna stop that feelin
You feel it through and through, honey
Feelin, never gonna stop that feelin
cause there aint nothin you can do now, boy
Oo hoo hoo boy oo hoo hoo
Oo hoo hoo boy oo hoo hoo
Oo hoo hoo boy oo hoo hoo
Oo hoo hoo boy ooh ho hoo
song performed by Gloria Estefan
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Never, Ever And Luck
never, ever and luck never, ever and luck never, ever and luck never, ever and luck
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never, ever and luck never, ever and luck never, ever and luck never, ever and luck
never, ever and luck never, ever and luck never, ever and luck never, ever and luck
prayers are answered
need repetitions
poem by Nyein Way
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Magic Dance
You remind me of the baby
What baby? baby with the power
What power? power of voodoo
Who do? you do
Do what? remind me of the baby
I saw my baby, crying hard as babe could cry
What could I do
My babys love had gone
And left my baby blue
Nobody knew
What kind of magic spell to use
Slime and snails
Or puppy dogs tails
Thunder or lightning
Then baby said
Dance magic, dance (dance magic, dance)
Dance magic, dance (dance magic, dance)
Put that baby spell on me
Jump magic, jump (jump magic, jump)
Jump magic, jump (jump magic, jump)
Put that magic jump on me
Slap that baby, make him free
I saw my baby, trying hard as babe could try
What could I do
My babys fun had gone
And left my baby blue
Nobody knew
What kind of magic spell to use
Slime and snails
Or puppy dogs tails
Thunder or lightning
Then baby said
Dance magic, dance (dance magic, dance)
Dance magic, dance (dance magic, dance)
Put that baby spell on me
Jump magic, jump (jump magic, jump)
Jump magic, jump (jump magic, jump)
Put that magic jump on me
Slap that baby, make him free
Dance magic, dance (dance magic, dance)
Dance magic, dance (dance magic, dance)
Dance magic, dance (dance magic, dance)
Dance magic, dance (dance magic, dance)
Jump magic, jump (jump magic, jump)
Jump magic, jump (jump magic, jump)
Put that baby spell on me (ooh)
You remind me of the baby
What baby? the baby with the power
What power? power of voodoo
Who do? you do
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song performed by David Bowie
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