1 Giant Leap - Braided Hair

Artist: 1 Giant Leap
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
Yo we was talking earlier and I was telling you talking bout life
I feel like life is like braided hair
Its sorta like twist you know
Bout braided hair like twist
You know three strands twist together
Ultimately you get to where you wanna get to

From the same dirt from the heels of my ancestors
The naked roads and the fields where the pain festered
And I wonder where the hold came from
In the deeps of my heart make me yearn for the drum
It's the same place where the cross is burned
The same place where the loss was earned
It's the place where the floss was yearned
Gold teeth and bling ice on the ring baby sure

We've all got things that are hanging about
Things that make us cool,
Things that make us whack,
Things that make us mad
Things we wish we never had done
But they're just the things that make us real
Not the maps to guide where we go from here
The road twists and braids our hair
Until we all get there

I like that I don't know some mysteries
Ancient things and beginnings
Excited about the day when I don't have to hear all the theories
My scalp needs some grease
It's the same place where the crosses burned
The same place where the loss was earned
The only way we all can learn
Is if we have these braids with the twist and turns so

Walking in the race of life
Looking for my own pace
Not always wanting to but I have to
Sometimes feeling like I've bitten off much more than I could chew
But the wind goes though my hair
Lifts me up with ease not a crease
Hair full of grease no weave embracing me
It's you I see
I am you and you are me I see yeah
I am you and you are me I see

We might survive as brothers ye
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1 Giant Leap Braided Hair

Prefab Sprout - Nancy Let Your Hair Down For Me

Artist: Prefab Sprout
Music Album: From Langley Park To Memphis
(Music Song Lyrics):
Weekday mornings find me moody
I kiss my wife goodbye,
I drive the boss to work each day.

At the office, no one's watching
Can I catch her eye ?
The hours squeeze by, the boss works late
Still I'll always wait and drive her home with me and say...

Nancy let your hair down for me
Nancy leave the office behind, then
Nancy let that fall off your shoulders
I'll be your husband once again
Nancy

Nancy I don't mind I'm happy working overtime

Nancy let your hair down for me
Nancy leave the office behind, then
Nancy let that fall off your shoulders
I'll be your husband once again

Nancy let your hair down for me
Nancy leave the office behind, then
Nancy let that fall off your shoulders
I'll be your husband once again
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Prefab Sprout Nancy Let Your Hair Down For Me

Bishop: U Know U Ghetto

Artist: Bishop
Music Album: Miscellaneous
(Music Song Lyrics):
[lil kids (Bishop)]
U know u ghetto (dont be ashamed )
U ghetto
U ghetto ( dont be ashamed )
U ghetto
U know u ghetto

[Bishop]
U know u ghetto when you got rats and roaches
With the fan in the window, front door wide open
U know u ghetto when u say "I aint offended"
Change the channel with some pliers, got a hanger for a antenna
U know u ghetto eatin chicken everyday
With color weave in your hair and you trickin for a pay
Gold teeth in your mouth
Out talkin loud
And the car that you drive cost more than your house
U know u ghetto when your job is illegal
Live in the projects with furniture like rich people
U know u ghetto when you cook with lard
Only credit that you got is your food stamp card
U know u ghetto when you own section 8
Have dues everyday, but you pay your bills late
Understand this song, get your jam on
And yo grandma whip you with whatever she get her hands on

[chorus]
[lil kids (Bishop)]
U know u ghetto ( look at the way you walk)
U ghetto ( c'mon, listen to how you talk)
U ghetto ( look at the clothes you wear)
U ghetto ( haa, look at that style of hair)
U know u ghetto

[Bishop]
U know u ghetto pickin boogers and you flick 'em
And eat with your hands stead of washin 'em, you lick 'em
You dont know your daddy
And your hair nappy
People catch the Holy Ghost in church gettin happy
U know u ghetto call the crib your house
Be at funerals screamin, fightin, then fall out
U know u ghetto sellin clothes that you stole
And when you go out it's like a fashion show
U know u ghetto with a name like Shaniqua
Pookie, Red, and Peanut puttin codes in your beeper
When you hear stuff, helecopter, city bus
????? straight out of the ice cream truck

[chorus]

[Bishop]
U know u ghetto only shop when there's a sale
Late everywhere you go with an excuse to tell
U know u ghetto when you pee outside
Catch bronchitis, get ?????? and sleep tight
U know u ghetto when y'all stealin cable
Cussin and DJin on underground radio
Sayin Yo' Mama jokes
Fightin on talk shows
Matress against the wall
Aint no frame, it's on the floor
U know u ghetto with dreads, ????, and braids
Weave, colorful nails, afros, ??????, and ?????
U ghetto, wont pay back money that you borrow
And wearin an outfit you gon' return tomorrow
U know u ghetto bettin on a number
Usin words like "Uhh-huh", "Naw", and "Uhh-uhh"
Stead of "Mom" you say "Ma", stead of "Dad" you say "Da"
You see nickel stores, bar-b-cue stands, and laundromats

[chorus]

[Bishop]
U know u ghetto punchin aint playin house right
Your kids bare foot playin outside
Eat food of the ground, say "God, bless the church"
Let your kids drink beer talkin bout "It gives 'em worms"
U know u ghetto borrowin your friends clothes
Ran out of water supplies from people next door
U know u ghetto heat the house with the oven
And anybody famous from the hood your cousin
U know u ghetto cussin out your teacer
And when somethin happen your mama screamin "Lord Jesus!"
When you use street knowledge
Graduate from school and go to jail instead of college
U know u ghetto bar-b-cuein every holiday
Pizza man wont even deliver around your way
Whjere the gang hang out, cornerstore hang out
Mom's at the gas station beggin for some change now

[chorus]

Bishop: U Know U Ghetto Radio

Artist: Bishop
Music Album: Poo Motha Fucka
(Music Song Lyrics):
you know you ghetto (don't be ashamed)
you ghetto
you ghetto (don't be ashamed)
you ghetto
you know you ghetto

You kow you ghetto when you got rats and roaches
the fan in the window, front door wide open
you know you ghetto when you say "i aint offended"
change the channel with some pliers, got a hanger for a antennae
you know you ghetto eatin chicken everyday
with color weave in your hair, and you trickin for a pay
gold teeth in your mouth
out talkin loud
and the car that you drive cost more than your house
you know you ghetto when your job is illegal
live in the projects with furniture like rich people
you know you ghetto when you cook with lard
and the only credit you got is your food stamp card
you know you ghetto when you own section 8
have dues everyday, but you pay your bills late
understand this song, get your jam on
and yo grandma whip you with whatever she get her hands on

(chorus)

you know you ghetto (look at the way you walk)
you ghetto (c'mon listen to how you talk)
you ghetto (look at the clothes you wear)
you ghetto ( haa look at that style of hair)

you know you ghetto picken boogers then you flick em
and eat with your hands stead of washin em, you lick em
you dont know your daddy
and your hair nappy
people catch the Holy Ghost in church gettin happy
you know you ghetto call a crib your house
be at funerals screamin, fightin then fall out
you know you ghetto sellin clothes you stole
and when you go out its like a fashion show
you know you ghetto with a name like Shaniqua
Pookie, red and peanut butter puttin codes in your beeper
when you her stuff, helicopter, city bus
gettin f-cked in an ice cream truck

(chorus)

you know you ghetto only shop when theres a sale
late everywhere you go with an excuse to tell
you know you hetto when you pee outside
catch bronchitis, get ??? and sleep tight
you know you ghetto when yall stealin cable
cussin and DJin on underground radio
sayin yo mama jokes
fightin on talk shows
mattress against the wall
aint no frame, its on the floor
you know you ghetto with dreads, doo rags and braids
weaves, colorful nails, afros, half way waves
you ghetto, wont pay back money that you borowed
and wearin an outfit you goin to return tomorrow
you ghetto bettin on a number
usin words like uh huhh, naw, and uh uh
instead of sayin mom you say ma, instead of dad you say da
you see nickel stores, barbeques, and laundromats

(chorus)

you know you ghetto punchin aint playin house right
your kids barefoot, playin outside
eat food off the ground, sayin God bless the church
let your kids drink beer, talkin bout it gives em worms
you know you ghetto borrowin your friends clothes
ran out of water supplies from people next door
you know you ghetto heat the house with the oven
and anybody famous from the hood your cousin
you know you ghetto cussin out your teacher
and when somethin happen your mama say Lordy Jesus!
when you use street knowledge
graduate from school and go to jail instead of college
you know you ghetto barbeque-in every holiday
pizza man wont even deliver around your way
where the gang hang out, cornerstore hang out
moms at the gas station beggin for some change now

(chorus

Bis: Starbright Boy

Artist: Bis
Music Album: The New Transistor Heroes
(Music Song Lyrics):
Yeah, we wanna star in an eighties movie
American bratpack members, truly
Yeah, we want big hair, permed and curly
So we can wear shades, looking mean and surly
Yeah we wanna car with a removable roof
So we can air our big hair, bypass the truth
That these things never happen in reality
But we'll be pretty in pink, just wait and see

I'll be the starbright boy
And yr the starbright girl
I'll be the starbright boy
And invade yr world

Yeah, we wanna star in a skateboard movie
And be bad at the stunts like all amateurs should be
But we'd have so much fun playing lets pretend
That we'd get good at the stunts, showing off by the end
Yeah, we'll steal sport cars from our dads
And we'll fail our exams cuz it's cool to be sad
Yeah, everyday could be a holiday
No school, no rule, just me to say...

I'll be the starbright boy...

We'll be hanging around with ferris bueller
Meet drew barrymore cuz she's way cooler
Buy all our clothes on rodeo drive
Never flatlining, we'll be alive
Upside down like we're the lost boys
Endorse the starbright fake plastic toys
Until the white flag must be unfurled
Just like superman, we'll invade yr world

Frank Zappa - My Head?

Artist: Frank Zappa
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
See my head, (no, no more, stop it)
MY HEAD?!!
Hahahaha
Let's see if you can put your knees all the way up to your armpits, Art.
Artie, Artie, Artie. Suck, suck . . .
Sit on his face girl.
Say, say hello baby.
Suckit.
Doonk.
Juice it, juice it..
Get it in.
Lemme see your cock. Oh, Jesus.
White skin, lemme . . .
Look at it man.
One, two, three.
One two three?
Is it succulent?
Ooh, you grabbed a tuft of hair there...
Oooh, I like it (do you?)
Hooh-hoh-ha, Brap!
Come up here, were havin a party.
Oh Artie, oh.
Jizz you, jizz you, Art!
Look out.
Gimme some nose.
Jizz you
Ayyyy
You're gonna tear the f-ckin buttons..
Jizz you, jizz you
Owwww.
I didn't even believe it
You didn't believe it?
Oh, look at that.
Boy I didn't believe it.
I didnt even beleeve it.
Oh, that's good.
I didn't even beleeeeve it.
How bout that?
All that hair coming out of me, ...
Happy Birthday, Artie.
How many humps do we give him?
How many humps do we give him?
Twenty four?
Twenty four big ones.
Twenty four big ones.
Twenty four jizzers.
Get one- and one to count.
And one to grow on.
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Frank Zappa My Head?

Joni Mitchell - Both Sides

Artist: Joni Mitchell
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
rows and flows of angel hair
and ice cream castles in the air
and feather canyons everywhere
i've looked at clouds that way

moons and junes and ferris wheels
the dizzy dancing way you feel
as every fairy tale comes real
i've looked at clouds that way

but now they only block the sun
they rain and snow on everyone
so so many things i could've done
but clouds

angel dust gets in your eyes, your hair
on acid stars you're getting there
my body's assembled into
a little itty-bitty gift to you
when you die, i've looked at life that way

but now it's just another show
you leave em laughing when you go
so so don't let them inside, don't let them know
don't give yourself ohh away

but now my friends are acting strange
they shake their heads man, they say i've changed, well
well, something's lost, rearranged
from living every, every, every, i've

i've looked at clouds from both sides now
from up and down, and still somehow
it's just illusions i recall

i really don't know, i really don't know
i really don't know, i really don't know
i really don't, i really don't clouds at all
why are we here....terrified, terrified, wow
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Joni Mitchell Both Sides

Olsen Twins - Lazy Rainy Afternoon

Artist: Olsen Twins
Music Album: The Case Of The Volcano Mystery
(Music Song Lyrics):
Chorus:
Can we talk I got something to say.
I really hate it when it rains all day.
Now we're sitting here with nothing to do,
On a lazy, rainy, afternoon.
Mom suggested we could clean up our room.
I thought she was joking until she gave us a broom.

Now were sitting here with nothing to do, on a lazy, rainy, afternoon.

Let's start a circus right here in our room.
A sort of travelling fair.
I'll be the juggler, you be the clown.
You look so good with green hair.

Let's stage a play right here in our room.
That to be or not to be stuff.
Even Shakespeare had to start out somewhere.
The road to stardom is tough.

We're just so bored we don't know what to do.
We need adventure to help get us through.

Now were sitting here with nothing to do, on a lazy, rainy, afternoon.

Let's wear our clothes all inside out
And see if anyone cares.
Let's draw big dots on our faces and hands
And see if anyone stares.

Let's go exploring for treasure and gold.
There's some downstairs, I have a hunch.
Let's make a raid to the kitchen and back.
I'm getting hungry for lunch.

Chorus

On a lazy, rainy, afternoon.
On a lazy, rainy, afternoon
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Olsen Twins Lazy Rainy Afternoon

Big Head Todd And The Monsters - American Boy

Artist: Big Head Todd And The Monsters
Music Album: Another Mayberry
(Music Song Lyrics):
He's an American boy with his hair combed back
He's gonna buy himself a nice new car
He's gonna marry one of them pretty cookin' wives
And die alone alone in a big old house
Oh, he was an American boy.

He gonna get a job that pays real well
Go on vacation every year
Have a fine young boy for the N.F.L.
All without having to shed a tear,
Oh, he was an American boy

Yea, the American boy is older now
He's been shortened by the weight on his back
He finally takes a look around to see.
There were a lot of other things that he could have been.
Oh, he was an American boy
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Big Head Todd And The Monsters American Boy

504 Boyz - Check Em

Artist: 504 Boyz
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
(Master P)
Who dat call the police
Yo ma called the police
I got five on the lips
But I ain't payin for the ass
You just got yo hair fixed
So can you pump a nigga gas
Now when you ridin in my truck can you pick a nigga dick
I got a boonapolist so can you be my trick
C-Murder called you hoes like some f-ckin crash dummies
It ain't love when the motherf-cking sex cost money
I ain't dissin you hoes
I just don't love you hoes
In yo raggedy ass Girbauds
When you swangin on them poles
Now if you trippin then you know you livin trife
And if you dippin I can't put you in my life
Cause all hoes suck dick
Let me tell you dog hoes you f-ckin with
See i don't play no games and i don't sweat no hoes
(But you Master P) Well bitch take off your clothes
Talk that shit now roll with it
Ya warefare check hoe go get it

(chorus)
(P) Check dem hoes
(Traci) Check dem niggas(4x)

(Traci)
Check dem hoes nigga is you crazy
You can stunt all you want but that shit don't phase me
(?) in front yo boys like you made me nigga
I hold my own ????????
Reppin like you gon shine
Nigga you is a waste of time
Gettin that ho to step to me
I gets down for mine
Me and my girls we don't play no games
f-ck you lames
When you walkin on side of me
I'm bringin you pain
You can talk that shit about suck yo dick
Get a grip
Broke bitch you ain't the shit
You know who you f-ckin wit
Drop a baby for you
Nigga you must be sick
Got no time for the lies all niggas is tricks

(chorus)

(P) Who dat call the police
Yo ma called the police
(Traci) Who dat call the police
Yo pa call the police
(P) Dem hoes call the poli
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504 Boyz Check Em

Johnny Philko - Victim of Society

Artist: Johnny Philko
Music Album: Miscellaneous
(Music Song Lyrics):
Copyright Kinkead 2000


Hes just a victim of Society
He cant be like they want him to be
Went away to raise a family
Hes just a Victim of Society

Cut his hair and he shaved his face
Packed his bags and he left the race
Went away and he hid his face
All his friends think its such a disgrace.


Hes just a victim of Society
He cant be like they want him to be
Went away to raise a family
Hes just a Victim of Society


Used to be so wild and free
Never really bothered anybody
fought the battle
but he lost the war
now hes like an eagle who soars


LEAD


Hes just a victim of Society
He cant be like they want him to be
Went away to raise a family
Hes just a Victim of Society


The peaceful die and the cruel go free
Whats the answer seem to be
He looked at things the way wed love to see
After all he had a family


Hes just a victim of Society
Raped and Crucified so pointlessly
Just another living soul set free
Hes just a Victim of Society
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Johnny Philko Victim of Society

Adam Ant - A.n.t.s.

Artist: Adam Ant
Music Album: Miscellaneous
(Music Song Lyrics):
Sung to the tune of "y.m.c.a." by the village people

Antfan, there's no need to feel down
I said antfan, cos' we ain't been around
I said antfan, there's no others in town
Who can do the things that we do

Antfan, there's a place you can go
I said antfan, called the antmusic show
I said go there, to adam and the ants
They can make you start new romance

It's fun to go to the a.n.t.s.
It's fun to go to the a.n.t.s.
Put on a kilt, dye your hair green
And dance the zerox-machine
A.n.t.s. it's fun to go to the a.n.t.s.
Put on your paint
And hold up your head
Till all the though (??) men drop dead

Antfan, i was once in your shoes
So tired and fed up with the blues
So i went and got me a sound
And we called that sound antmusic

No band does it just like we do
I said no band gets to satisfy you
Go there to the adam and the ants
They can make you start new romance

Antfan what do you want to be
Nowhere or an ant just like me

You can go there to adam and the ants
They can make you start new romance
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Adam Ant A.n.t.s.

Wasp - Rockn Roll to Death

Artist: Wasp
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
For so long now, I'm racing on in the wind
On this road I'm moving on
I feel the heat, the desert sun burning sking
Never stopping, always on the run
Ooh, forever all I want is you here by my side
But I can't wait too long, no
Holding me is like taming the seven seas

I'm one restless gypsy, all I need is to catch the wind, where my heart's in
And I'm riding in the breeze
Call me restless gypsy to the end
Riding free is all I need
My spirit's in the wind

Move too fast, no never hold me down
Catch me if you really think you can
Feel my touch, two lover cry that sound
Never, ever knowing who I am
Ooh, I want you close baby, don't you take too long
Cause tomorrow I'll be gone yeah
And holding me is like holding the seven seas

I'm one restless gypsy, all I need is to catch the wind, where my heart's in
And I'm riding in the breeze
Call me restless gypsy to the end
Riding free is all I need
My spirit's in the wind

Easy rider on the highway, got the wind in my hair
Come on, you can touch me where I lay, running free without a care

I'm one restless gypsy, all I need is to catch the wind, where my heart's in
And I'm riding in the breeze
Call me restless gypsy to the end
Riding free is all I need
My spirit's in the wind
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Wasp Rockn Roll to Death

BOB DYLAN - Never Say Good Bye

Artist: BOB DYLAN
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
Twilight on the frozen lake
A north wind about to break
On the footprints in the snow
Silence down below.

You're beautiful beyond words
You're beautiful to me
You can make me cry
Never say goodbye.

Because my dreams are made
Of iron and steel
With a big boquet of roses hanging down
From the heavens to the ground.

The crashing waves roll over me
As I stand upon the sand
And wait for you to come
Grab hold of my hand.

Oh baby, baby, baby blue
You'll change your last name too
You turned your hair to brown
Love to see it hanging down.
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BOB DYLAN Never Say Good Bye

Children Of Bodom - Rebel Yell

Artist: Children Of Bodom
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
[Billy Idol cover]

Last night a little dancer came dancin' to my door
Last night a little angel came pumping on the floor
She said, come on baby, I got a license for love
And if it expires, pray help from above
Because
In the midnight hour she cried, more, more, more
With a rebel yell she cried, more, more, more
In the midnight hour, babe, more, more, more
With a rebel yell, more, more, more
More, more, more

She don't like slavery, she won't sit and beg
But, when I'm tired and lonely she sees me to bed
What set you free and brought you to me, babe
What sets you free, I need you hear by me
Because

In the midnight hour she cried, more, more, more
With a rebel yell she cried, more, more, more
In the midnight hour, babe, more, more, more
With a rebel yell, more, more, more

He lives in his own heaven
Collects it to go from the seven eleven
Well he's out all night to collect a fare
Just so long, just so long, it don't mess up his hair

I walked the ward with you, babe
A thousand miles with you
I dried your tears of pain, babe
A million times for you

I'd sell my soul for you, babe
For money to burn for you
I'd give you all, and have none, babe
Justa, justa, justa, justa to have you here by me

Because
In the midnight hour she cried, more, more, more
With a rebel yell she cried, more, more, more
In the midnight hour, babe, more, more, more
With a rebel yell she cried, more, more, more
More, more, more

Oh yeah little baby
She want more
More, more, more, more, more

Oh yeah little angel
She want more
More, more, more, more, more
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Children Of Bodom Rebel Yell

Hip Tragically - Greasy Jungle

Artist: Hip Tragically
Music Album: Day For Night
(Music Song Lyrics):
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Greasy jungle metropolis noir
Easy tangles the easiest so far
Ah
I drove down your road
to Hazeldean where I tasted
your funeral home's sandwiches and coffee
I saw your hands melt into one another
I saw you grieve and grow
care alot about one another
I stood at your sink
and I felt your warm water
I washed your dishes
and I looked out your kitchen window where I
saw a soulful gymnast
melt in the air and shudder
just above the snow
making moves that just weren't there
Ah
Velvet callow with wet hands
I turned out the lights and
breathing shallow hesitated
then went upstairs where
I picked up your housecoat
dried my hands and
touched your hair
and just then you awoke
you could never really barely care
Ah
Greasy jungle metropolis noir
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Hip Tragically Greasy Jungle

Police - Be My Girl - Sally

Artist: Police
Music Album: Outlandos Dc120amour
(Music Song Lyrics):
Won't you be my girl
Won't you be my girl
Won't you be my, be my, be my girl

Won't you be my girl
Won't you be my girl
Won't you be my, be my, be my girl

Won't you be my girl
Won't you be my girl
Won't you be my, be my, be my girl

Won't you be my girl
Won't you be my girl
Won't you be my, be my, Be my girl

I was blue and lonely, I couldn't sleep a wink
And I could only get unconscious if I'd had to much to drink
There was somehow, something wrong somewhere
And each day seemed grey and dead
The seeds of desperation were growing in my head
I needed inspiration, a brand new start in life
Somewhere to place affection, but I didn't want a wife
And then by lucky chance I saw in a special magazine
An ad that was unusual, the like I'd never seen
"Experience something different with our new imported toy
She's loving, warm, inflatible and a guarantee of joy."
She came all wrapped in cardboard, all pink and shrivelled down
A breath of air was all she needed to make her lose that frown
I took her to the bedroom and pumped her with some life
And later in a moment that girl became my wife
And so I sit her in the corner and sometimes stroke her hair
And when I'm feeling naughty I blow her up with air
She's cuddly and she's bouncy, she's like a rubber ball
I bounce her in the kitchen and I bounce her in the hall
And now my life is different since Sally came my way
I wake up in the morning and have her on a tray
She's everything they say she was and I wear a permanent grin
And I only have to worry in case my girl wears thin

Won't you be my girl, won't you be my girl
Won't you be my, be my, be my girl
Won't you be my girl, won't you be my girl
Won't you be my, be my, be my girl
Won't you be my girl, won't you be my girl
Won't you be my, be my, be my girl
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Police Be My Girl Sally

Fame Soundtrack - Teachers Arguement

Artist: Fame Soundtrack
Music Album: Miscellaneous
(Music Song Lyrics):
Artists are special celestial fools
Blessed with a talent for breaking the rules
Unfit for confinement in cubical schools
Artists are special.

Artists are people, not primitive fools
They learn what to do before breaking the rules
They know that the brain is the finest of tools
Artists are people

Whether in theatre or music
or dance
They have to be given the chance ...

To fly by the seat of their pants!

To develop their minds!

to be nurtured like plants

Artists are part of the same human race
As everyone else in this same bloody place
you learn to survive or you fall on your face
Artist or not! Artist or not!

I've seen them come and go for all these years
Kids with no talent for anything more
Than carrying spears
Another year, another shipment
Lacking the drive, or the style, or the basic equipment
This one is different!

And I can see me, then...unremarkable me
The kid in the ballet class, the princess I wanted to be
Tutu and point shoes, hair in a bun,
Completely unnoticed, as if I were no one...
This one is different, I tell you,
This one can dance,
This one is special, I tell you
Give him a chance

What did they tell me when I was a girl
Learn!
Day after day when I ws a girl
Learn!

The land of dreams waits over the meadow,
If you can find your way out of the ghetto
Learn! Learn!

Put your faith in books
That will protect you
Put your faith in books
And a mind of your own
Neither charm nor looks
Will make them respect you
you must learn to stand, you must learn to stand alone!

Picture a little girl in glasses and braids
A little starched dress, at the end of the corridoor
She's holding to the wall, waiting for the bell to ring
Praying for the day to end
Forcing herself to go back to her class again
Hearing her mama's words "put your faith in books"
This one is different
Put your faith in books!
This one can dance
Put your faith in books

Artists are special
Artists are people

This one must have a chance
This one must have a chance
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Fame Soundtrack Teachers Arguement

Bis: Skinny Tie Sensurround

Artist: Bis
Music Album: The New Transistor Heroes
(Music Song Lyrics):
Skinny-tie says we forgot the 80's too quickly. like when the static mattered more than the content and the streaks in your hair were louder than your guitars, or more lately your synthesizers.
Y-tie says that he wants to look like simon le bon you know 81' 82' kinda time, maybe later.

It's the sound, it's around
It's skinny-tie sensurround

Skinny-tie says that his mum is worried about the eye liner in his pocket. says it's not natural and that his dad would be turning in his grave if he knew. he comes across some sort of half-bake
Lf-hearted point about sexuality, knowing full well that he'd never deviate no matter how much he convinces himself otherwise.

Skinny-tie reckons it impresses the girls how he's free thinking and stuff. not like these lads that are so common you know. only he doesn't realize how much we see through him. skinny-tie is ju
Meone you know and not someone you'd call a friend. you wouldn't notice if you hadn't seen him for weeks, but you know you'll see him again.

It's the sound, it's around
It's skinny-tie sensurround

Skinny-tie always asks where the cool party is, but never goes because he chickens out of wearing that gold silky suit that he saw spandu ballet wear on top of the pops and sounds of the 80's. s
-tie doesn't realize that no matter how defensive he gets about it, the 80's probably sucked if you weren't a kid.

It's the sound, it's around
It's skinny-tie sensurround

Bob Dylan - New Pony

Artist: Bob Dylan
Music Album: Street Legal
(Music Song Lyrics):
by Bob Dylan

Once I had a pony, her name was Lucifer
I had a pony, her name was Lucifer
She broke her leg and she needed shooting
I swear it hurt me more than it could ever have hurted her

Sometimes I wonder what's going on in the mind of Miss X
Sometimes I wonder what's going on in the mind of Miss X
You know she got such a sweet disposition
I never know what the poor girl's gonna do to me next

I got a new pony, she knows how to fox-trot, lope and pace
Well, I got a new pony, she knows how to fox-trot, lope and pace
She got great big hind legs
And long black shaggy hair above her face

Well now, it was early in the mornin', I seen your shadow in the door
It was early in the mornin', I seen your shadow in the door
Now, I don't have to ask nobody
I know what you come here for

They say you're usin' voodoo, your feet walk by themselves
They say you're usin' voodoo, I seen your feet walk by themselves
Oh, baby, that god you been prayin' to
Is gonna give ya back what you're wishin' on someone else

Come over here pony, I, I wanna climb up one time on you
Come over here pony, I, I wanna climb up one time on you
Well, you're so bad and nasty
But I love you, yes I do
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