We planned to make this cover song long before
this Abba boom that has been on recently.
We felt that there was some hidden potential in this song
and wanted to do our own version of it.
I work all night, I work all day
To pay the pills I have to pay
Ain't it sad?
And still there never seems to be
A single penny left for me
That's too bad
In my dreams I have a plan
If I got me a wealthy man
I wouldn't have to work at all
I'd fool around and have a ball
Money, money, money
Must be funny
In the rich man's world
Money, money, money
Always sunny
In the rich man's world
All the things I could do
If I had a little money
It's a rich man's world
It's a rich man's world
A man like that is hard to find
But I can't get him off my mind
Ain't it sad?
and if it happens to be free
I bet he wouldn't fancy me
That's too bad
So I must leave, I'll have to go
To Las Vegas or Monaco
And win a fortune in a game
My life will never be the same
Come Original (311)
Come original
You got to
You got to
Chorus:
You got to come original, you got to come original
All entertainers come original
You got to come original you got to come original
All entertainers
Hear why
To come original it ain't nothin' strange
You got to represent you got come full range
Full range of emotion full range of styles
When you come to town you'll have them
Comin' for miles
Chorus
Black Eyed Peas they comin' full range and
NOFX they comin' full range and
Roni Size he's comin' full range
The one Mr. Vegas you know it ain't easy
A warning to the crews out there who think they're hot
If you're not original rockers you will get shot
Down by the kids neglectin' your art, the stuff you did
Eventually it get so bad puts you to bed
Cuz when the lightning flashes sweet electricity
All the world then stands revealed with the clarity
Of raw voltage, briefly we see and the hope is
You'll be able to tell just what dope is
Chorus
Funk slap bass mixed with the dancehall and
Hip-hop beats and punk guitar and
Deadly on the mic is the one SA
The name is 311 and you know it ain't easy
This is not a test there's no time to mope
How you gonna cope with radioactive isotope
And boss dj illness upon you now quickly
Infecting you fast upon the airwaves
This message brought to you by the so large system
Activate and attune yourself with meditation
And green plants they've got mad life they're sentient
They're beautiful as you and they like to dance
Everything we do we gotta come original
Put your hand up in the air and prepare for battle
Sit upon the rhythm like a tire upon a rim
We do it non-stop and then we do it again
Some a them whine and some a them bitch
They can not do it never switch
Comin' up from the heart and
Delivered with a wild pitch
Sit up on top the rhythm like a wild stallion
This is the ruling system
Come original you got to come original
All entertainers come original
You got to come original you got to come original
All entertainers come original
You got to come original you got to come original
All entertainers come original
You got to come original you got to come original
All entertainers
Come original
Brainfade (Overkill)
Spit it out, suck it in.
Let that genius flow.
All the answers to all the questions,
There's nothing you don't know.
Experience is an asset,
When you've done most anything.
Just call it intuition.
Just call it anything!
Watch him fade,
The jack of all trades.
Backed against the wall...!
Watch him fade,
He's quite afraid,
To contradict it all!
I know you like a book.
I know all the lies.
I know, that you know,
Your mouth is catchin' flies.
Blank expression, a burnt out bulb,
A thimble full of wit.
Endless stories never follow,
In short you're full of shit.
Watch him fade,
The jack of all trade.
Backed against that wall...
To an all but captive audience,
Watch out!
Here it comes!
Brainfade!
Take a minute to think,
Brainfade!
Stop flappin' your gums
Brainfade!
You're gettin' in deep.
Brainfade!
And I'm fallin' asleep.
When you're talkin' to me,
Brainfade!
It's easy to see,
Brainfade!
That what comes outta your mouth,
Brainfade!
I can't beleive!
"Hey you know, you ain't gonna beleive,
this is what really happened last night.
Vegas, I went out there, I went, I lost a hundred bucks.
I go all the way back to the RV, right?
I get back, I don't even drink any times.
I got another hundred bucks, I didn't wanna be screwed up.
I finally won all my money back. Unbeleivable... by the way,
what the hell did you guys do with all the towels?
I'm gonna have to explain this to the desk clerk."
Brain! fade!
Spit it out, suck it in.
Let that genius flow.
All the answers to all the questions,
There's nothing you don't know.
Blank expression, a burnt out bulb,
A thimble full of wit.
Endless stories never follow,
In short you're full of shit!!!
Watch him fade,
The jack of all trades.
Backed against the wall...!
Watch him fade,
He's quite afraid,
He'll contradict it all!
Watch him fade,
The jack of all trades.
Up against that wall...!
Watch him fade,
He's quite afraid,
He'll contradict it all!
My Way Home (Kanye West)
Yeah
I'm on my way home
They say home is where the hate is
My dome is where fate is
I stroll where souls get lost like vegas
Seen through the eyes of rebel glasses
Pray to god that my arms reach the masses
The young smoke grasping graspless jungles
Rubberband together in cashless bundles
We wear struggling chains
Divided only hustle remains
Making sense of it we hustle for change
Revolution ain't a game
It's another name
For life fighting
Someone to stay in they corner like Mike Tyson
Hypes fighting for hits to heighten they hell
Don't he know he only get as high as he fell
Show money becomes bail
Relationships become jail
Children are unheld
I wish love was for sale
Behold the pale
Horse got me trapped like r. kel', I bail and it-
Might not be such a bad idea if I never, never went home again
I'm on my way home
I left three days ago
But no one seems to know I'm gone
Home is where the hatred is
Home is filled with pain and it
Might not be such a bad idea if I never
Never went home again.
Smells Like Thirtysomething Spirit (ApologetiX)
Load up on grunge and be depressed
It's fun to do for two minutes
There's no award for self absorbed
Before you know you're 34
You're old, you're old, you're old, how old
Man, it's nice out, and this day is
Made by God, now, celebrate it
Life is too brief, let's complain less
You Nirvana imitators
Look at Dave Grohl, for example
Now he's cheerful, like the Beatles yeah!
Now worship's not what I do best
It's hardest if I feel depressed
But when I do exalt His name
It always helps to kill the pain
Hallel, hallel, hallel, hallel
We're alive now, and this day is
Made by God now, and we're plain blessed
Don't be stupid couch potatoes
You're not Elvis in Las Vegas
Try to not go avocado
Try to be mo' jalapeno yeah!
And I forget things while I praise
Oh, yeah, His blessings make me smile
I've found it's hard it's hard to whine
And yell with Heaven on mind
Hallel, hallel, hallel, hallel
When we're wiped out, and this day gets
Very hard now, and it drains us
I've ready through this in Isaiah
Wait on God now, and He'll take us
From the bottom of the barrel
To the ski slopes, fly like eagles
Jeremiah 29 the leventh line does
Let us smile cause better times are set to find us
Never mind Doug, Wendy Whiner get on fire!
Iz Birakanlar Unutulmaz (Vega)
Bir kiz vardi guzeldi sanki ve senindi
Gozlerinde sakli bir 'belki' ve senindi
Anladi bir gun bitermis hersey.. ve bitti
O cocuk var ya o sendin sanki ve deliydi
Uyusaydi buyurdu belki ve deliydi
Derdi ki; "yarin bitermis her sey".. ve bitti.
Ver, ver atese. Ver bizi
Bir iz birak burda
İz birakanlar unutulmaz
Ver, ver atese evimizi
Bir iz birak burda
Iz birakanlar unutulmaz
Bir ev vardi kucuktu ve bizimdi
Odalarda ışık yüzerdi ve bizimdi
Bir gun hic dogamadi gunes.. ve bitti
Ver, ver atese. Ver bizi
Bir iz birak burda
İz birakanlar unutulmaz
Ver, ver atese evimizi
Bir iz birak burda
Iz birakanlar unutulmaz
Model (Mr. Vegas)
(Vegas' lyrical intro)
CHORUS:
Jus model pon dem like yuh know how
yuh nuh live like some ah dem weh sell gow
nuh man can bounce yuh bout like yuh a poppyshow
yuh nuh mix inah careless crowd
from yuh know yuh self ah up they yuh wah reach
jus maintain the hype that yuh mamma preach
all gial ah bad mind, dem nuh stop fling dem speech
jus mek ah gial know seh yuh nah bleach
Thats why yuh mumma tell yuh keep one friend
and mek sure ah pon it alone yuh a spend
Tek good care ah it nuh mek it condemn
Any man pass through him haffi come again
Mek sure yuh can count yuh ex-man one gone
Little from this a jus the wedding band
Yuh nuh copy-happy no yuh no carbon
And yuh nah tek part ina caravan
Repeat CHORUS
Yuh neva ningy niggy ina nuh man ears
Dem nuh like how yuh get whe wid yuh own ways
You ah step up while nuffa them still a gaze
Set the trend cause ah bashment you ah blaze
Them nuh see nuh man ah tek yuh fi no fool
anywayz yuh land gial ah you rule
Them a wear Matta Split fih the cest pool
just give an gid em yuh benz and gold AND
Repeat CHORUS
Repeat Verse 1
Tamale (Mr. Vegas)
Intro
Ketch this ketch dah one yah pon yu musical disk just ketch this
She's ah she's ah she's ah she's ah
Chorus :
She's a tamale drunk on corvsier
She wanna party after the party
She wanna private dance with somebody
Cause her body gotta a mind of its own..own..oh..oh..oh..own.
Nah nah nah nah na na nanna nana na... (Repeat)
Just the way how she move her body
You can tell that shes a tamale
Hips moving like a farrrari
You can tell that shes a tamale
Verse 1 :
As soon as she walked thru the door aha aha
And back her thing up on the floor aha aha
Its getting hot it's a bout to blow
Tell the firetruck to bring the hose
Showing off her belly skin
Looking **y with naval ring
She don't care whos hating
She ain't faking shes just doing her thing own...own..oh oh oh own (repeat)
Nah nah nah nah na na nanna nana na... (Repeat)
Just the way how she move her body
You can tell that shes a tamale
Hips moving like a farrrari
You can tell that shes a tamale
Verse 2 :
Shes got man gazing
Cause shes so hot...shes blazin'
It is so crazy
But this girl amaze me
Shes such a lady
Skin like a new born baby
Scent like a garden daisy ..
Pum pum fat like the lips of missy?. own..oh oh oh own (repeat)
Nah nah nah nah na na nanna nana na... (Repeat)
Just the way how she move her body
You can tell that shes a tamale
Hips moving like a farrrari
You can tell that shes a tamale
Chorus :
She's a tamale drunk on corvsier
She wanna party after the party
She wanna private dance with somebody
Cause her body gotta a mind of its own..own..oh oh oh own.
Frontier (Mr. Vegas)
Di woman dem want a man pon di frontier
seh shi jus love how mi been there
shi run weh di man from dung a goodyear
seh dat him nuh know how fi change di gear
Shi jus want a man pon di frontier
seh shi jus love how mi been there
shi run weh di man from dung a goodyear
seh dat him nuh know how fi change di gear
Shi nuh want nuh popsicle fi come tickle
tired fi laugh like Heckle and Jeckle
run weh di bwoy if him a obstacle
if him cyaan boil di water inna di kekkle
waan feel di fire like it drop inna pickle
Fudge man a pass and shi waan iceicle
waan mi fi rub it up and dung pon di **
waan mi fi do it on di double
cau shi want a man pon di frontier
seh shi jus love how mi been there
shi run weh di man from dung a goodyear
seh dat him nuh know how fi change di gear
Jus want a man pon di frontier
seh shi jus love how mi been there
shi run weh di man from dung a goodyear
bout him waan drive and nuh know fi steer
Him guh kitchen guh nyam me guh in deh fi cook
bwoy a wuk hard and ooman a read book
a feel up him self and she only a look
but mi nah let di fish off a di hook
if yuh nuh do yuh job right yuh nah get again
and shi aguh laugh and tell her friend
Tell off Patsy, Maxine, and Gwen
Seh yuh have a one-a minute problem
But shi want a man pon di frontier
seh shi jus love how mi been there
shi run weh di man from dung a goodyear
seh dat him nuh know how fi change di gear
Jus want a man pon di frontier
seh shi jus love how mi been there
shi run weh di man from dung a goodyear
bout him waan drive and nuh know fi steer
Nike Air (Hands In Di Air) (Mr. Vegas)
Well mi want fi si yuh hand ina di air
Yuh never get a slam yet fi a Nike air
All a di hand dem ina di air ya mi dear
Yuh never get a slam fi a bus fare
Pressure dem yah mi dear ina di latest wear
Dem can't smear yuh career
A you dem want compare
But you nuh borrow wear
Yuh nuh change man like truck gear
Yuh nuh get nuh careless slam
Nuh con from nuh man
Tell dem yuh nuh one night stand
Suh tell a gal move along
Guh back weh shi come from
Tell dem seh yuh nah borrow man
Mek mi si yuh hand ina di air
Yuh never get a slam yet fi a Nike air
All a di hand dem ina di air ya mi dear
Yuh never get a ** yer fi a bus fare
Mek mi si yuh hand ina di air
Yuh never get a slam yet fi a Nike air
All a di hand dem ina di air ya mi dear
Yuh never get a slam fi a bus fare
Nuff a dem run guh breed
Nuff pickney all a teethe
All now di man nuh buy a tin a feed
Dem mussi smoke some bad weed
Or read dem can't read
Always ina want and need
But true yuh get yuh new home
Brand new cellular phone
All dem a get a pure stone
Suh tell a gal move up
Old enamel cup
Tell dem yuh nuh get so-so wuk
Mek mi si yuh hand ina di air
Yuh never get a slam yet fi a Nike air
All a di hand dem ina di air ya mi dear
Yuh never get a slam fi a bus fare
Mek mi si yuh hand ina di air
Yuh never get a slam yet fi a Nike air
All a di hand dem ina di air ya mi dear
Yuh never get a slam fi a bus fare
Dem a try compete
Dem get defeat
Look how yuh neat and sweet
Ina yuh face dem can't speak
Cah dem nah dweet
Whole heap a Harry and Pete
Mek mi si yuh hand ina di air
Yuh never get a slam yet fi a Nike air
All a di hand dem ina di air ya mi dear
Yuh never get a slam fi a bus fare
Mek mi si yuh hand ina di air
Yuh never get a slam yet fi a Nike air
All a di hand dem ina di air ya mi dear
Yuh never get a slam fi a bus fare
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