This car is automatic
Systematic
Hydromatic
Why its a Grease Lightning (Grease lightning)
I got chills they're multiplying
And I'm losing control
Cause the power you're supplying
It's electrifying
you better shape coz i need a man
and my heart is set on you
you better shape up
you better,to my heart i must be true
You're the one that I want
The one that I need
Oh yes indeed
Why it's a Grease ligtning (grease lightning)
We'll get some overhead lifters
And some four barrel quads oh yeah
(keep talking whoa keep talking)
Fuel injection cutoffs and crome plated rods oh yeah
(I'll get the money I'll kill to get the money)
With a four speed on the floor they'll be waiting at the door
You know that I ain't braggin she's a real pussy wagon
Grease Lightning
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go
Go Grease Lightning you're burning up the quarter mile
Grease lightning go grease lightning
Go grease lightning you're coasting through the hit lap trial
Grease lightning go grease lightning
You are supreme the chicks'll cream for greae lightning
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go
Summer loving had me a blast
Summer loving happened so fast
I met a girl crazy for me
Met a boy cute as can be
Summer days drifting a way to oh oh the summer night
Tell me more, tell me more
Did you get very far?
Tell me more, tell me more
Like does he have a car?
She swam by me she got a cramp
He ran by me got my suit damp
I saved her life she nearly drown
He showed off splashing around
Summer sun somethings begun but oh oh the summer nights
Tell me more tell me more
Was it love at first sight?
Tell me more tell me more
Did she put up a fight?
It turned colder that's where it ends
So I told her we'd still be friends
Then we made our true love vow
Wonder what she's doing now
Summer dreams ripped at the seams but oh those summer nights
Tell me more, tell me more
Valentine's Day (James Taylor)
Beneath the tide the fishes glide,
Fin to fin and side to side.
For fishy love has now begun,
Fishy love, finny fun.
Paper moon, paper heart, pink balloon,
Work of art.
Al Capone, Bugs Moran, Valentine's Day.
Bootleg gin, porkpie hat, dew Drop Inn,
Dirty rat, through the heart Cupid's dart, Valentine's Day.
Oh, day to repay the one that you love,
Gentlemen, take off your hats as I speak thereof.
Just a brief break from the push and the shove,
We may go a few rounds without boxing gloves.
Land your punch, I stand my ground,
We break for lunch and a second round.
We set them up, we knock them down,
Valentine's Day.
Me and you, you and him, him and her,
Us and them, we keep score love as war, Valentine's Day.
I lost my teeth, I lost my hair,
I lost my mind, you don't care.
Love is war, all is fair on Valentine's Day.
Pease Porridge (De La Soul)
SCHEMING PUNK PINOCCHIOS: (Bobby Simmons and Prince Paul)
Yo gee.
Yo word up gee man.
Yo man you heard about that club called the Donut Hill B?
Yeah man I heard it's kinda fly man.
Yo man Rakim and De La be up there all the time!
Word up! Yo De La? Yo those punk kids man?
They ain't punks man.
Yo man those kids are wack man straight up booty wack.
Yo but yo that "Buddy", that was kind of fly, man, and
"Potholes?" Slammin'. Slammin'.
- Yeah, it was. Word up, yo it was, but forget that man, after they
came out with "Plug One, Plug Two" then "Potholes", yo,
then they fell of with the brothers, yes they did man, yo, they were
straight up pop, man, I'm telling you, forget them faggots.
- Yo check it out, though, WRMS is throwin' a party at the club,
though, man, yo I bet you they'll be there!
- Yeah! All right, so let the brothers show up, man, let them brothers
show up and get cold jacked when the leaders run up on them!
(Background:)
(Pease porridge in the pot)
(Pease porridge in the pot)
(Pease porridge in the pot)
(Nine days old)
POS:
My name, my name, my name is the Pasta
Now I like, I like I like to plug the real thing
So loose, so loose, so loose with the tap dance,
The funk, the funk, funky funky stuff I bring
My tribe, my tribe, my tribe is known as Native Tongues,
Consists, consists, consists of Jungle, Quest and others
Get played, get played, played a lot on radio
And also, and also, and also by some foul brothers
The Pease, the Pease the Pease Porridge never failed
It kept, it kept us calm, our stylin' merry
But late, but lately loonies acting real bold
Can't sip in luxury my apple cranberry
Girls watch, and watch, and watch I dance the big tut
Our home, our home our homeboys has to plan tricks
Don't real, don't real, don't realise the Native Tongue
Is rollin' strong and we're startin' in the megamix
GOSSIP GLADIATORS: (Lashawna and Jenette)
- Yo, Miss Thing!
- Yo Merisa, what's up?
- You heard what happened at the Donut Hill the other night? - Yo I
was there and those De La kids was fighting, yo they was wildin'.
- Word man?
- Word, the whole thing happened in front of my face, yo, they was on
the dance floor, right, some kid stepped up to
them and said something about hippies, then punks, and the chubby one,
Plug Three?
- Yeah. Plug Three, yeah I know him.
- All right, Plug Three, all right, he walked up to this kid, hit him
real quick, think he didn't when he did, and then them
other kids the Jungle Brothers and Quest and, um, what's the other
ones, the other ones?
- The Violators.
- The Violators, right, right, throwing chairs, and they didn't care
who they was hitting, you think they wasn't?
- Yeah. I know, I thought it was supposed to be about peace signs,
things like that, you know...
MASE:
Question, and that's if only I can ask this question
Can I? (Yes you can!)
Why do people think just because we speak peace
We can't blow no joints?
(I-I-I don't know)
GRANDMA MASE: (Squirrel)
Mase, this is the ninth day I've reheated this porridge. You know it
keeps me peacefully, no?
MASE:
Yeah, but my tolerance level has now peaked
And now it's time for some heads to get flown
DOVE:
We bring, we bring, we bring, we bring the peace of course
But pack a nine inside, inside my De La drawers
A picture, picture, picture, picture painted pink
Could turn to red, to red, to red in blooded quick
But in a single file my Native Tongue is calm
I rather, rather pass a brother palm to palm
I kick, I kick, I kick a verse of unity
And s**, and s**le steps to the beat, beat
I click, I click the TV to the Simpsons
And sip the Porridge deep into my system
So mel, so mellow mode is my day mode
Inside the studio or on a road
The Swing, the Swingalow is the now step
It's murder if you bet 'cause you're life's jep
To praise, to praise the Soul is on a down drag
It's false, because I'll spray you with the Black Flag
(Pease Porridge in the pot)
(Pease Porridge in the pot)
(Pease Porridge in the pot)
(Nine days old)
POS:
Can't stand, can't stand, can't stand the pop music
Brother, brother, brothers pop a lot of pow
Don't watch, don't watch, don't watch a lot of basketball
Don't und, don't understand the act of being fouled
Hey D, hey D, hey DJ set the record up
It's time, it's time, it's time to tame the annoying pups
Throw on the Touching Fingers serenade
So we can throw our lemonade
In their face and kick their little butts
FIGHT COMMENTATORS: (Squirrel and Mikey Roads)
- And off, and Mase is the first to throw a punch and he connects
lovely to the ribcage. Wouldn't you say so Squirrel?
- Indeed, indeed, I waould say he showed a lot of formulate
combination, but look at the hoodlum trying to escape.
- Yeah, it seems that that particular hoodlum showed great form in
trying to escape, but he, ah, just got his**busted.
(Background:)
(Touching fingers, touch, touch)
(One at a time, touch together)
DOVE:
People wanna get ragged with the reruns
Me not, me not, me not scared to trudge a bit
They can't, they can't, they can't get close to none
I tap, I tap, I tap a dance war skit
The por, the por, the Porridge got crazy cold
We won't, we won't eat until the heads are flown
Take advantage to a cool one's peaceful ways
But when, but when we fly that head all the people say
THE FROG: (Lisle Leete)
Here in Frogland, we always eat our Porridge, 'cause it keeps us frogs
real peaceful like.
JABIB: (Jarobi)
In my land, my people adore Porridge. And I don't understand why De La
Soul is so violent, and we are
so peaceful, we sit by the camp fire and listen to our rituals, and
they are so violent. I don't understand,
I don't understand.
(Pease Porridge in the pot)
(Pease Porridge in the pot)
(Pease porridge in the pot)
(Nine days old)
(Pease Porridge in the pot)
(Pease porridge in the pot)
(Pease Porridge in the pot)
(Nine days old)
(Pease Porridge in the pot)
Making Records (Gerardo)
I am braiding records into my hair
Needles and record players
Everything's a
Possible record cover
Or a possible name for a band that I will never have
I will never have
'Cause I sing my songs all by myself
All to myself
From myself
I am cute
But I'm not in a band
Where's my band?
Where's my band?
Where's my amplifiers?
So why don't I just sleep in the middle of this kitchen
Surrounded by forks and a linoleum floor
I am drunk and there's no one here to stop me
From being so tired and sleeping with my mascara on
In the studio
They're adjusting the wires and microphones
And I'm about to sing my songs
And they won't be just my own
And I'm glad that they'll exist
But they'll make me obsolete
'Cause I sing it just once, and the wires, they remember it
And sing it right back
And they do it better than I can
Anytime, anywhere, I'm preserved
I'm a jelly or a jam
Jelly or a jam
So why don't I just sleep in the middle of this kitchen
A halo of forks and a linoleum floor
I am drunk and there's no one here to stop me
From being so tired and being so drunk
Why don't I just pee in the middle of this kitchen
Into a little teacup and I won't miss a drop
I am drunk and there's no one here to stop me
From being so eccentric and being so lonely
Corazn
Corazn
This is my
Corazn
I know that I am lucky
I make shit up all the time
And I start to believe it myself
Just 'cause it rhymes
But I'm so inconsistent
My handwriting changes every other word
So I'm braiding records into my hair
Needles and record players
Everything's a
Possible record cover
Or a possible name for a band that I will never have
I will never have
Never have
Never have
Never have
So why don't I just sleep in the middle of this kitchen
A halo of forks and a linoleum floor
I am drunk and there's no one here to stop me
From being so drunk and being so drunk
Why don't I just pee in the middle of this kitchen
Into a little teacup and I won't miss a drop
I am drunk and there's no one here to stop me
From being so eccentric and being so lonely
tranquipechisima reginAH!
All God's People (Queen)
Words and music by Queen and Mike Moran
So all you people give freely
Make welcome inside your homes
Thank God you people give freely
Don't turn your back on the lesson of the Lord
All prime ministers (yeah) and majesty around the world
Open your eyes look touch and feel
Rule with your heart (rule with your heart )
Live with your conscience (live with your conscience)
And love love
Love love and be
Love love and be free
We're all God's people (we're all God's people)
Gotta face up
Better grow up
Gotta stand tall and be strong
Gotta face up
Better grow up
Gotta face up
Better grow up
Gotta stand tall and be strong
Gotta face up
Better grow up
We're all God's people
(Gotta face up)
(Better grow up)
(Gotta face up)
(Better grow up)
Yeah
Yeah - yeah - yes there was this magic light
I said to myself
I'd better go to bed and have an early night
Then I then I then I then I went into a dream
Rule with your heart and live with your conscience
We're all God's people give freely (yeah)
Make welcome inside your homes
Let us be thankful, He's so incredible
We're all God's
We're all God's
We're all God's
We're all God's people
We're all God's
We're all God's people
We're all God's people
Susie Moran (Cruachan)
Life for you it was not easy,
And at times was so unfair.
In a time when works was scarce,
Many burdens were yours to bear.
You bore the brunt of grief,
When Patrick left the earth.
Such a tragedy to happen,
To a child 4 months since birth.
When Husband Jack did lay,
Fore years in a hospital bed,
You were by his side relentlessly,
To help him through this dread.
You had no time for science,
Technology was not your friend.
You lived your life in black and white,
Until the very end.
You've gone now to that other place,
Your work on earth is done.
Jack is waiting there for you,
In his arms he holds your son.
We know it may be long,
Before we hear your voice again.
You will always be remembered,
Never forgotten - Susie Moran
L'Aventurier (Indochine)
Egaré dans la vallée infernale
Le héros s'appelle Bob Morane
A la recherche de l'Ombre Jaune
Le bandit s'appelle Mister Kali Jones
Avec l'ami Bill Ballantine
Sauvé de justesse des crocodiles
Stop au trafic des Caraïbes
Escale dans l'opération Nadawieb.
Le cur tendre dans le lit de Miss Clark
Prisonnière du Sultan de Jarawak
En pleine terreur à Manicouagan
Isolé dans la jungle birmane
Emprisonnant les flibustiers
L'ennemi est démasqué
On a volé le collier de Civa
Le Maharadjah en répondra.
Et soudain surgit face au vent
Le vrai héros de tous les temps
Bob Morane contre tout chacal
L'aventurier contre tout guerrier
Bob Morane contre tout chacal
L'aventurier contre tout guerrier
Dérivant à bord du sampan
L'aventurier au parfum d'Ylalang
Son surnom, Samouraï du Soleil
En démantelant le gang de l'Archipel
L'otage des guerriers du Doc Xhatan
Il s'en sortira toujours à temps
Tel l'aventurier solitaire
Bob Morane est le roi de la Terre.
Et soudain surgit face au vent
Le vrai héros de tous les temps
Bob Morane contre tout chacal
L'aventurier contre tout guerrier
Bob Morane contre tout chacal
L'aventurier contre tout guerrier
Un Poco De Amor (Shakira)
letra/lyrics:Shakira Mebarak,Luis F. Ochoa
rasta rootsme again so come listen to one
this is the plain, no this is of message
from the alluland
hoy es un día de aquellos
en que miro hacia el cielo
tratando de descrifar el que estés
de vez en cuando lejos
y de vez en cuando cerca
unas veces subir
y otras caer y yo
cuando tú te me acercas
no respondo de mis actos
siento que aqui voy
de odiarte a quererte
de principio a fin
buscando un poco de amor
coro/chorus:
rockit out and rockit in
from dublin to babylon
jumpit out and jumpit in
from kingston to providence land
buscando un poco de amor
hay cosas en la vida
en que no encuentras salida
y ante tus ojos se cierra el telón
y tapas la boquilla del volcán
que se hace lava que hace
mil años está aquí dentro y yo,
tejiendo redecillas para ver si
puedo atraparte y aqui voy
colando la macilla en medio de
este tropico mortal
rockit out and rockit in
oh yeah
from dublin to babylon
buscando un poco de amor.
the jumpit out and jumpit in
from brasilia to medellín
buscando un poco de amor...
Donde Estas Coraz¨®n (Shakira)
letra/lyrics:Shakira Mebarak,Luis F. Ochoa
d¨®nde est¨¢s coraz¨®n?
ayer te busqu¨¦
entre el suelo, y el cielo, mi cielo
y no te encontr¨¦
y puedo pensar que huyes de mi
porque mi silencio una corazonada
me dice que si
d¨®nde est¨¢s coraz¨®n?
ven regresa por mi
que la vida se me vuelve en ocho
si no est¨¢s aqu¨ª
y quiero pensar
que no tardar¨¢s
porque en el planeta no existe
m¨¢s nadie a quien pueda yo amar
coro/chorus:
d¨®nde est¨¢s coraz¨®n?
ayer te busque
d¨®nde est¨¢s coraz¨®n?
y no te encontr¨¦
d¨®nde est¨¢s coraz¨®n?
saliste de aqu¨ª
ay buscando quien sabe
que cosas
tan lejos de mi
y puedo pensar
y vuelvo pensar
que no tardar¨¢s
porque en el planeta
no existe m¨¢s nadie
a quien pueda yo amar
coro/chorus
te busqu¨¦
en al amario
en al abecedario
debajo del carro
en el negro en el blanco
en los libros de historia
en las revistas
y en la radio
te busqu¨¦ por las calles
en donde tu madre
en cuadros de botero
en mi monedero
en dos mil religiones
te busqu¨¦ hasta
en mis canciones
Barcelona (Queen)
Words and music by Freddie Mercury and Mike Moran
Barcelona Barcelona
Barcelona Barcelona
Viva
I had this perfect dream
-Un sueno me envolvio
This dream was me and you
-Tal vez estas aqui
I want all the world to see
-Un instinto me guiaba
A miracle sensation
My guide and inspiration
Now my dream is slowly coming true
The wind is a gentle breeze
-El me hablo de ti
The bells are ringing out
-El canto vuela
They're calling us together
Guiding us forever
Wish my dream would never go away
Barcelona - It was the first time that we met
Barcelona - How can I forget
The moment that you stepped into the room you took my breath away
Barcelona - La musica vibros
Barcelona - Y ella nos unio
And if God willing we will meet again someday
Let the songs begin
-Dejalo nacer
Let the music play
-Ahhhhhhhh...
Make the voices sing
-Nace un gran amor
Start the celebration
-Van a mi
And cry
-Grita
Come alive
-Vive
And shake the foundations from the skies
Ah,Ah,Shaking all our lives
Barcelona - Such a beautiful horizon
Barcelona - Like a jewel in the sun
Por ti sere gaviota de tu bella mar
Barcelona - Suenan las campamas
Barcelona - Abre tus puertas al mundo
If God is willing
-If God is willing
If God is willing
Friends until the end
Viva - Barcelona
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