Saturday, February 22, 2025

Push It by Salt 'n Pepa

 Ah, push it

Ah, push it
Ooh, baby, baby, baby, babyOoh, baby, baby, ba-baby, babyGet up on this
Ah, push itAh, push itAh, push itGet up on thisAh, push itGet up on thisOw! Baby!
Salt-N-Pepa's hereSalt, Salt-Salt, Salt-N-Pepa's hereSalt-Salt-Salt-Salt, Salt-n-Pepa's hereSalt-n-Pepa, Salt-n-Pepa, Salt-n-Pepa's hereSalt-Salt-Salt, Salt-n-Pepa's here
Now, now, now, wait a minute y'allThis dance ain't for everybodyOnly the sexy peopleSo all you fly mother's, get on out there and danceDance, I said
Salt-n-Pepa's here, and we're in effectWant you to push it backCooling by day, then at night, working up a sweatC'mon girls, let's go show the guys that we knowHow to become number one in a hot party showNow push it
push it good(Ah, push it) push it real good(Ah, push it) push it good(Ah, push it) p-push it real good
Ow!Push it goodOoh, baby, baby, baby, babyOoh, baby, baby, ba-baby, baby
Push it goodPush it real goodAh, push it
Ah, push it
Yo, yo, yo, yo, baby-popYeah, you! Come here, gimme a kissBetter make it fast or else I'm gonna get pissedCan't you hear the music pumping hard? Like I wish you wouldNow push it
Push it goodPush it real goodPush it goodP-push it real goodAh, push it
Get up on this(Uh) get up on this(Uh, uh) get up on this(Ha) get up on this(Hit it)
Boy, you really got me goingYou got me soI don't know what I'm doingAh, push itAh, push it
Boy, you really got me goingYou got me soI don't know what I'm doingAh, push itAh, push it
AhAh, push itPush-push-push-push it, push itPush itPush, push, push, push it, push itPush it, push itPush it, push it, pushitPush it, push itPush it, push it, push it

Tuesday, February 18, 2025

In 1492 by Mr. Mike

 

In fourteen hundred ninety-two
Columbus sailed the ocean blue.

He had three ships and left from Spain;
He sailed through sunshine, wind and rain.

He sailed by night; he sailed by day;
He used the stars to find his way.

A compass also helped him know
How to find the way to go.

Ninety sailors were on board;
Some men worked while others snored.

Then the workers went to sleep;
And others watched the ocean deep.

Day after day they looked for land;
They dreamed of trees and rocks and sand.

October 12 their dream came true,
You never saw a happier crew!

"Indians!  Indians!"  Columbus cried;
His heart was filled with joyful pride.

But "India" the land was not;
It was the Bahamas, and it was hot.

The Arakawa natives were very nice;
They gave the sailors food and spice.

Columbus sailed on to find some gold
To bring back home, as he'd been told.

He made the trip again and again,
Trading gold to bring to Spain.

The first American?  No, not quite.
But Columbus was brave, and he was bright.

WELL... THEY LEFT OUT THE PART OF ALL THE MURDER PLUNDER AND ANNIHilATIONS OF THE PEOPLE WHO LIVED THERE... BUT I SUPPOSE IT MAKES A GOOD STORY...



Wednesday, January 01, 2025

Redemption Song by Bob Marley

 Old pirates, yes, they rob I

Sold I to the merchant ships
Minutes after they took I
From the bottomless pit
But my hand was made strong
By the hand of the Almighty
We forward in this generation
Triumphantly

Won't you help to sing
These songs of freedom?
'Cause all I ever have
Redemption songs
Redemption songs

Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery
None but ourselves can free our minds
Have no fear for atomic energy
'Cause none of them can stop the time
How long shall they kill our prophets
While we stand aside and look? Ooh!
Some say it's just a part of it
We've got to fulfill the book

Won't you help to sing
These songs of freedom?
'Cause all I ever have
Redemption songs
Redemption songs
Redemption songs

Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery
None but ourselves can free our minds
Whoa! Have no fear for atomic energy
'Cause none of them-ah can-ah stop-ah the time
How long shall they kill our prophets
While we stand aside and look?
Yes, some say it's just a part of it
We've got to fulfill the book

Won't you help to sing
These songs of freedom?
'Cause all I ever have
Redemption songs
All I ever have
Redemption songs
These songs of freedom
Songs of freedom

Sunday, November 17, 2024

Little Boxes by Malvina Reynolds

 Little boxes on the hillside

Little boxes made of ticky tackyLittle boxes on the hillsideLittle boxes all the same
There's a green one and a pink oneAnd a blue one and a yellow oneAnd they're all made out of ticky tackyAnd they all look just the same
And the people in the housesAll went to the universityWhere they were put in boxesAnd they came out all the same
And there's doctors and lawyersAnd business executivesAnd they're all made out of ticky tackyAnd they all look just the same
And they all play on the golf courseAnd drink their martinis dryAnd they all have pretty childrenAnd the children go to school
And the children go to summer campAnd then to the universityWhere they are put in boxesAnd they come out all the same
And the boys go into businessAnd marry and raise a familyIn boxes made of ticky tackyAnd they all look just the same
There's a pink one and a green oneAnd a blue one and a yellow oneAnd they're all made out of ticky tackyAnd they all look just the same

Wednesday, November 13, 2024

No Children by The Mountain Goats

 I hope that our few remaining friends

Give up on trying to save usI hope we come up with a fail-safe plotTo piss off the dumb few that forgave us
I hope the fences we mendedFall down beneath their own weightAnd I hope we hang on past the last exitI hope it's already too late
And I hope the junkyard a few blocks from hereSomeday burns downAnd I hope the rising black smoke carries me far awayAnd I never come back to this town again
In my life, I hope I lieAnd tell everyone you were a good wifeAnd I hope you dieI hope we both die
I hope I cut myself shaving tomorrowI hope it bleeds all day longOur friends say it's darkest before the sun risesWe're pretty sure they're all wrong
I hope it stays dark foreverI hope the worst isn't overAnd I hope you blink before I doI hope I never get sober
And I hope when you think of me years down the lineYou can't find one good thing to sayAnd I'd hope that if I found the strength to walk outYou'd stay the hell out of my way
I am drowningThere is no sign of landYou are coming down with meHand in unlovable handAnd I hope you dieI hope we both die

Friday, October 18, 2024

Pink Houses by John Cougar Mellencamp

 There's a black man with a black cat

Livin' in a black neighborhoodHe's got an interstate runnin' through his front yardYou know he thinks he's got it so goodAnd there's a woman in the kitchenCleanin' up the evenin' slopAnd he looks at her and says, "Hey darlin'I can remember when you could stop a clock"
Ah, but ain't that America for you and me?Ain't that America? Somethin' to see, babyAin't that America? Home of the free, yeahLittle pink houses for you and meOoh yeah, for you and me
Well, there's a young man in a t-shirtListenin' to a rockin' rollin' stationHe's got greasy hair, greasy smileHe says, "Lord, this must be my destination"'Cause they told me when I was youngerSaid, "Boy, you're gonna be president"But just like everything else those old crazy dreamsJust kinda came and went
Ah, but ain't that America for you and me?Ain't that America? Somethin' to see, babyAin't that America? Home of the free, yeahLittle pink houses for you and meAh, yeah, baby, for you and me
Well, there's people and more peopleWhat do they know, know, know?Go to work in some high riseAnd vacation down at the Gulf of Mexico, ooh, yeahAnd there's winners and there's losersBut they ain't no big deal'Cause the simple man, baby, pays for the thrills, the billsThe pills that kill
Ah, but ain't that America for you and me?Ain't that America? Somethin' to see, babyAin't that America? Home of the free, yeahLittle pink houses for you and me, oohOoh yeah
Ain't that America for you and me?Ain't that America? Hey, somethin' to see, babyAin't that America? Oh, the home of the freeOoh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeahLittle pink houses, baby, for you and me
Ooh yeahOoh yeah

Sunday, October 13, 2024

Africa by Toto

 Hear the drums echoing tonight

But she hears only whispers of some quiet conversationShe's comin' in, 12:30 flightHer moonlit wings reflect the stars that guide me towards salvation
I stopped an old man along the wayHopin' to find some old forgotten words or ancient melodiesHe turned to me as if to say"Hurry, boy, it's waiting there for you"
It's gonna take a lot to drag me away from youThere's nothin' that a hundred men or more could ever doI bless the rains down in AfricaGonna take some time to do the things we never had, ooh-hoo
The wild dogs cry out in the nightAs they grow restless longing for some solitary companyI know that I must do what's rightSure as Kilimanjaro rises like Olympus above the SerengetiI seek to cure what's deep insideFrightened of this thing that I've become
It's gonna take a lot to drag me away from youThere's nothin' that a hundred men or more could ever doI bless the rains down in AfricaGonna take some time to do the things we never had, ooh-hoo
Hurry, boy, she's waiting there for you
It's gonna take a lot to drag me away from youThere's nothin' that a hundred men or more could ever doI bless the rains down in AfricaI bless the rains down in Africa (I bless the rains)
I bless the rains down in Africa (I bless the rains)I bless the rains down in AfricaI bless the rains down in Africa (ooh, I'm gonna take the time)Gonna take some time to do the things we never had, ooh-hoo

Friday, September 27, 2024

In Da Club by 50 Cent

 Go, go, go, go

Go, go, go shawty
It's your birthday
We gon' party like it's your birthday
We gon' sip Bacardi like it's your birthday
And you know we don't give a fuck
It's not your birthday!

You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub
Look mami, I got the X, if you into takin' drugs
I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love
So come give me a hug if you into to getting rubbed

You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub
Look mami, I got the X if you into takin' drugs
I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love
So come give me a hug if you into to getting rubbed

When I pull out up front, you see the Benz on dubs
When I roll 20 deep, there's always drama in the club
Nigga heard I fuck with Dre, everybody show me love
When you sell like Eminem you get plenty of groupie love
Look homie, ain't nothin' changed: Pros down, G's up
I see Xzibit in the cut, hey man, roll them trees up (roll it!)
If you watch how I move, you'll mistake me for a player or pimp
Been hit with a few shells, but I don't walk with a limp (I'm aight)
In the hood in L.A. they sayin': 50, you hot (huh, uh)
They like me, I want 'em to love me like they love Pac
But holla in New York, fo' sho' they'll tell you I'm loco (yeah!)
And the plan is to put the rap game in a chokehold (huh, uh)
I'm fully focused, man, my money on my mind
Got a mil' out the deal and I'm still on the grind (whoo!)
Now Shorty said she feelin' my style, she feelin' my flow (huh, uh)
Her girlfriend with her, they bi and they ready to go (okay!)

You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub
Look mami, I got the X if you into takin' drugs
I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love
So come give me a hug if you into to getting rubbed

You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub
Look mami, I got the X if you into takin' drugs
I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love
So come give me a hug if you into to getting rubbed

My flow, my show brought me the dough
That bought me all my fancy things
My crib, my cars, my clothes, my jewels
Look, homie, I done came up and I ain't changed (what? What? Yeah!)

And you should love it way more than you hate it
Oh, you mad? I thought that you'd be happy I made it (whoo!)
I'm that cat by the bar toastin' to the good life
Moved out the hood, now you tryin' to pull me back, right?
When my joint get to pumpin' in the club, it's on
I wink my eye at yo' chick, if she smiles, she gone
If the roof on fire, man, just let it burn
They talkin' about money, homie, I ain't concerned
I'ma tell you what Banks told me
'Cause, go 'head, switch the style up
And if they hate, then let 'em hate, and watch the money pile up
Or we can go upside your head with a bottle of bub'
Come on, they know where we be (whoo!)


50 IS A ROMANTIC... I AINT IN TO MAKIN LOVE...COME GIVE ME A HUG IF YOURE INTO GETTIN RUBBED... IM GONNA TRY IT OUT...

Wednesday, September 11, 2024

You and Me Song by The Wannadies

 Always when we fight

I try to make you laugh'Til everything's forgottenI know you hate that
Always when we fightKiss you once or twiceAnd everything's forgottenI know you hate that
I love your Sunday songThe week's not yet begunAnd everything is quietAnd it's always
You and me, always and foreverYou and me, always and foreverBop, bop, bop, bop, bopIt was always you and me, always
You tell me I'm a real manI try to look impressedNot very convincingBut you know I love that
And now we watch TV'Til we fall asleepNot very exciting
But it's you and meAnd we'll always be togetherYou and me, always and foreverBop, bop, bop, bop, bopIt was always you and me, always and foreverYou and me, always and foreverBop, bop, bop, bop, bopIt was always you and me, always and foreverYou and me, always and foreverBop, bop, bop, bop, bop

Thursday, August 22, 2024

In Hell I'll Be In Good Company by The Dead South

 Dead love couldn't go no further

Proud of, and disgusted by herPush, shove, a little bruised and batteredOh Lord, I ain't coming home with you
My life's a bit more colderDead wife is what I told herBrass knife sinks into my shoulderOh babe, don't know what I'm gonna do
I see my red head, messed bed, tear shed, queen bee, my squeezeThe stage, it smells, tellsHell's bells, miss-spells, knocks me on my kneesIt didn't hurt, flirt, blood squirt, stuffed shirt, hang me on a treeAfter I count down three rounds, in Hell I'll be in good company
Dead love couldn't go no furtherProud of, and disgusted by herPush, shove, a little bruised and batteredOh Lord, I ain't coming home with you
My life's a bit more colderDead wife is what I told herBrass knife sinks into my shoulderOh babe, don't know what I'm gonna do
I see my red head, messed bed, tear shed, queen bee, my squeezeThe stage it smells, tellsHell's bells, miss-pells, knocks me on my kneesIt didn't hurt, flirt, blood squirt, stuffed shirt, hang me on a treeAfter I count down three rounds, in Hell I'll be in good company
In Hell, I'll be in good companyIn Hell, I'll be in good company

Sunday, July 21, 2024

Elephant Gun by Beirut

 If I was young, I'd flee this town

I'd bury my dreams undergroundAs did I, we drink to die, we drink tonight
Far from home, elephant gunLet's take them down one by oneWe'll lay it down, it's not been found, it's not around
Let the seasons begin, it rolls right onLet the seasons begin, take the big king down
Let the seasons begin, it rolls right onLet the seasons begin, take the big king down
And it rips through the silence of our camp at nightAnd it rips through the night
And it rips through the silence of our camp at nightAnd it rips through the silence, all that is left is all that I hide





Saturday, June 15, 2024

Don't Let's Start by They Might Be Giants

 Don't, don't, don't let's start

This is the worst partCould believe for all the worldThat you're my precious little girlBut don't, don't, don't let's startI've got a weak heartAnd I don't get around how you get around
When you are aloneYou are the cat, you are the phone, you are an animalThe words I'm singing nowMean nothing more than meow to an animalWake up, smell the cat food in your bank accountBut don't try to stop the tail that wags the hound
D, world destructionOver and overtureN, do I need apostropheT, need this torture?
Don't, don't, don't let's startThis is the worst partCould believe for all the worldThat you're my precious little girlBut don't, don't, don't let's startI've got a weak heartAnd I don't get around how you get around
No one in the world ever gets what they want, and that is beautifulEverybody dies frustrated and sad, and that is beautifulThey want what they're not, and I wish they would stop singing"Deputy-dog-dog-a-ding-dang-depadepaDeputy-dog-dog-a-ding-dang-depadepa"
D, world destructionOver and overtureN, do I need apostropheT, need this torture?
Don't, don't, don't let's startThis is the worst partCould believe for all the worldThat you are my precious little girlBut don't, don't, don't let's startI've got a weak heartAnd I don't get around how you get around
I don't want to live in this world anymoreI don't want to live in this world
Don't, don't, don't let's startThis is the worst partCould believe for all the worldThat you are my precious little girlBut don't, don't, don't let's startI've got a weak heartAnd I don't get around how you get around

Sunday, June 09, 2024

Living For The City By Stevie Wonder

 A boy is born in hard time Mississippi

Surrounded by four walls that ain't so prettyHis parents give him love and affectionTo keep him strong, moving in the right directionLiving just enough, just enough for the city
His father works some days for fourteen hoursAnd you can bet, he barely makes a dollarHis mother goes to scrub the floors for manyAnd you'd best believe, she hardly gets a pennyLiving just enough, just enough for the city
His sister's black, but she is sho'nuff prettyHer skirt is short, but Lord her legs are sturdyTo walk to school, she's got to get up earlyHer clothes are old, but never are they dirtyLiving just enough, just enough for the city
Her brother's smart, he's got more sense than manyHis patience's long, but soon he won't have anyTo find a job is like a haystack needle'Cause where he lives they don't use colored peopleLiving just enough, just enough for the city, yeah
Everybody, city, yeah(Living just enough for the city, whoa) Ain't nothin' but the city(Living just enough for the city, whoa) Everybody, city, yeah(Living just enough for the city, whoa) Ain't nothin' but the city(Living just enough for the city, whoa) Living for the city, yeah(Living just enough, for the city, whoa) The funky, cryin' city(Living just enough, for the city, whoa) Living for the city
Ain't nothin' but the city(Living just enough, for the city, whoa) Everybody clap you hand together now(Living just enough, for the city, whoa) For the city(Living just enough, for the city, whoa) For the city, yeah, yeah(Living just enough, for the city, whoa)(Living just enough, for the city, whoa)
The bus for New York City!Hey bus driver, I'm getting on that, hold itThanks a lotWow, New York, just like I pictured itSkyscrapers and everything
Psst, hey, hey brother, hey come here slickHey you look, you look hip manHey, you wanna make yourself five bucks, man?Yeah, brotherLook here, run this across the street for me right quickOkay, run this across the street for me
What? (Up against that goddamn car!) Huh? (Let's go)I didn't know, what?Gimme your hands up, you punkI'm just going across the streetPut that leg up, shut your mouthHell no, what did I do?Okay, turn around, turn aroundPut your hands behind your back, let's go, lets go
A jury of your peers having found you guilty, ten yearsWhat?Come on, come on, get in that cell, niggerGod, Lord
His hair is long, his feet are hard and grittyHe spends the life walking the streets of New York CityHe's almost dead from breathing in air pollutionHe tried and fought, but to him there's no solutionLiving just enough, just enough for the city (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I hope you hear inside my voice of sorrowAnd that it motivates you to make a better tomorrowThis place is cruel, nowhere could be much colderIf we don't change, the world will soon be overLiving just enough, stop giving just enough for the city

Saturday, May 18, 2024

Steady As She Goes by The Reconteurs

Find yourself a girl and settle down
Live a simple life in a quiet town

Steady as she goes (steady as she goes)
Steady as she goes (steady as she goes)

So steady as she goes

Your friends have shown a kink in the single life
You've had too much to think, now you need a wife

Steady as she goes (steady as she goes)
So steady as she goes (steady as she goes)

Well here we go again
You've found yourself a friend that knows you well
But no matter what you do
You'll always feel as though you tripped and fell

So steady as she goes

When you have completed what you thought you had to do
And your blood's depleted to the point of stable glue

Then you'll get along
Then you'll get along

Steady as she goes (steady as she goes)
So steady as she goes (steady as she goes)

Well here we go again
You've found yourself a friend that knows you well
But no matter what you do
You'll always feel as though you tripped and fell

So steady as she goes
Steady as she goes

Settle for a world (settle for the world), neither up or down (neither up or down)
Sell it to the crowd (sell it to the crowd) that is gathered round (that is gathered round)

Settle for a girl (settle for the girl), neither up or down (neither up or down)
Sell it to the crowd (sell it to the crowd) that is gathered round (that is gathered round)

So steady as she goes (steady as she goes)
Steady as she goes (steady as she goes)

Steady as she goes (steady as she goes)
So steady as she goes (steady as she goes)

Steady as she goes, are you steady now?
Steady as she goes, are you steady now?

Steady as she goes, are you steady now?
Steady as she goes, are you steady now?

Steady as she goes

HMMM... NOT SURE I AGREE HERE... WHOEVER YOU SETTLE DOWN WITH SHOULD BE YOUR BEST FRIEND... BECAUSE LIFE IS LONG... UNLESS IT ISNT... THEN ITS SHORT... BUT YOU SHOULD STILL SETTLE DOWN WITH A FRIEND... NOT JUST SOMEONE WHO IS NEITHER UP OR DOWN,,,

Saturday, April 20, 2024

Copacaba by Barry Manilow

 Her name was Lola, she was a showgirl

With yellow feathers in her hair and a dress cut down to thereShe would merengue and do the cha-chaAnd while she tried to be a starTony always tended barAcross the crowded floor, they worked from eight til fourThey were young and they had each otherWho could ask for more?
At the copa (co) Copacabana (Copacabana)The hottest spot north of Havana (here)At the copa (co) CopacabanaMusic and passion were always the fashionAt the copa they fell in love
Copa, CopacabanaHis name was RicoHe wore a diamondHe was escorted to his chair, he saw Lola dancing thereAnd when she finished, he called her overBut Rico went a bit to farTony sailed across the barAnd then the punches flew and chairs were smashed in twoThere was blood and a single gun shotBut just who shot who?
At the copa (co) Copacabana (Copacabana)The hottest spot north of Havana (here)At the copa (co) CopacabanaMusic and passion were always the fashionAt the copa, she lost her love(Copa, Copacabana)(Copa, Copacabana)(Copacabana)
like in Havana(Copa, banana)Music and passion were always in fashion
Her name is Lola, she was a showgirlBut that was thirty years ago, when they used to have a showNow it's a disco, but not for LolaStill in dress she used to wearFaded feathers in her hairShe sits there so refined, and drinks herself half-blindShe lost her youth and she lost her TonyNow she's lost her mind
At the copa (co) Copacabana (Copacabana)The hottest spot north of Havana (here)At the copa (co) CopacabanaMusic and passion were always in fashionAt the copa don't fall in love
don't fall in love(Copacabana)(Copacabana)

Monday, April 08, 2024

You Are My Sunshine by Mississippi John Hurt

 You are my sunshine, my only sunshine

You make me happy when skies are greyYou'll never know dear, how much I love youPlease don't take my sunshine away
The other night dear, as I lay sleepin'I dreamed, I held you in my armsWhen I awaken, I was mistakenSo I hung my head and I cry
You are my sunshine, my only sunshineYou make me happy when skies are greyYou'll never know dear, how much I love youPlease don't take my sunshine away

Thursday, April 04, 2024

Don't Let The Kids Win by Julia Jacklin

 Don't let the kids win, just let them lose

They're not gonna learn anythingIf that's all you choose to playDont let the kids win, just let them fallDon't want them growing up thinkingTwo year olds are good at playing basketball
Don't let your grandmother die while you're awayCheap trip to Thailand's not gonna make up for never getting to say goodbyeDon't let your brother stop thinking you're coolYeah i know he's got a girlfriend now and he's tallerBut that don't mean he stopped looking up to you+
And I've got a feeling that this won't ever changeWe're gonna keep on getting olderIt's gonna keep on feeling strange
Don't let your friends turn coldWhile you burn to greenWhen they walk off a stageEmbrace them and say that's the best shit I've ever seenAnd don't let your sister walk down the aisleWithout pulling her close saying I love youAnd it's okay if I don't see you for a whileAnd i've got a feeling that this won't ever changeWe're gonna keep on getting olderIt's gonna keep on feeling strange
Don't let the time go by without sitting with your mother downAnd asking what life was like for her before you came to be aroundAnd tell her it's okay if she puts herself firstUs kids will be alright if we're not the centre of her universe
And i've got a feeling that this won't ever changeWe're gonna keep on getting olderIt's gonna keep on feeling strangeAnd after a late one, I don't know anythingExcept the more I keep on talking the less breath I got left to sing