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People Keep on learnin'
Soldiers Keep on warrin' World Keep on turnin' Cause it won't be too long Powers Keep on lyin' While your people Keep on dyin' World Keep on turnin' Cause it won't be too long I'm so darn glad He let me try it again 'Cause my last time on earth I lived a whole world of sin I'm so glad that I know more than I knew then Gonna keep on tryin' till I reach the highest ground Teachers Keep on teachin' Preachers Keep on preachin' World keep on turnin' 'Cause it won't be too long Lovers Keep on lovin' While believers Keep on believin' Sleepers Just stop sleepin' 'Cause it won't be too long I'm so darn glad He let me try it again 'Cause my last time on earth I lived a whole world of sin I'm so glad that I know more than I knew then Gonna keep on tryin' till I reach the highest ground An' Stevie knows that uh nobody's gonna bring me down Till I reach the highest ground 'cause me n Stevie see we're gonna be a sailin' on the funky sound Till I reach the highest ground Bustin' out an I'll break you out 'cause I'm sailin' on Till I reach the highest ground Just uh sailin' on sailin' on the higher ground Till I reach the highest ground |
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| 6:34 |
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Take me back
Hold my hand All the way back To the brotherland Take me back I want to go back Take me back And my funky ass band All the way back To the broherland Take me back I want to go As fast as I can Slidin' on back To the brotherland Now children Hollywood... I want to get up and go With my funky ass jams All the way back To the broherland Take me back I want to go back Hollywood... Where the women Is the women And the man Is the man I want to go As fast as I can Slidin' on back To the brotherland Now children |
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| 3. |
| 7:03 |
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If you want me to stay
I'll be around today To be available for you to see I'm about to go there Then you'll know For me to stay here I've got to be me You'll never be in doubt That's what it's all about You can't take me for granted and smile Count the days I'm gone Forget reachin' me by phone Cause I promise I'll be gone for a while And when you see me again I hope that you have been The kind of person That you really are now You got to get it straight How could I ever be late When you're my woman Taking up my time Oh how could I ever allow I guess I wonder how I could get out a pocket for fun When you know that You're never number two Number one's gonna be number one I'll be good I wish I could Get this message over to you now When you see me again I hope that you have been The kind of person That you really are now I'll be so good I wish I could Get this message over to you now Get this message over to you now I'll be so good I wish I could |
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| 4. |
| 4:43 |
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One day while bathing in the sea
my talking dolphin spoke to me he spoke to me in symphony from freedom's peace beneath the sea he looked to me eyes full of love said yes we live behind the sun Behind the sun The sun goes up and the sun gets down but like the heart of the sun my heart continues to pound Now while I shower in the rain I watch my dolphin swim away the one who listens to the surf can feel the pulse beat of the earth and like my dolphin swims so free the sun does swim into the sea Behind the sun An island flying through the sky one day your son might ask you why and if you son should be a girl she too might ask you of this world the sun shines sweet upon your beach and yes my dolphin loves to teach Behind the sun The sun goes up and the sun gets down but like the heart of the sun my heart continues to pound |
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| 5. |
| 3:19 |
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Down the street you can hear her scream
You're a disgrace as she slams the door in his drunken face And now he stands outside and all the neighbors start to gossip and drool He cries oh girl you must be mad What happened to the sweet love you and me had Against the door he leans and start a scene and his tears fall and burn the garden green And so castles made of sand fall in the sea eventually A little Indian brave who before he was ten played wargames in the woods with his Indian friends And he built a dream that when he grew up he would be a fearless warrior Indian chief Many moons past and more the dream grew strong until tomorrow he would sing his first war song and fight his first battle but something went wrong surprise attack killed him in his sleep that night And so castles made of sand fall in the sea eventually There was a young girl whose heart was a frown and she couldn't speak a sound 'cause she was crippled for life and she wished and prayed she could stop livin' so she decide to die She drew her wheelchair to the edge of the shore and to her legs she smiled You won't hurt me no more But then a sight she'd never seen made her jump and say Look a golden winged ship is passing my way And it really didn't have to stop It just kept on going And so castles made of sand slips into the sea eventually |
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| 6. |
| 3:12 |
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Special Secret Song Inside
Version 1 Well, my young lady, she lives three houses away she claims that she can hear moaning and screaming to me fuckin' you every night well, let me say "hey" I want to party on your pussy, baby I want to party on, party on your pussy I want to party on your pussy, baby I want to party on your pussy, yeah, yeah, yeah Struck by lust in a telephone booth busted by a cop, he said "That's uncool" he said that he hears moaning and screeming to me fuckin' you every night well, let me say "hey" I want to party on your pussy, baby I want to party on, party on your pussy I want to party on your pussy, baby I want to party on your pussy, yeah, yeah, yeah I want to party on your pussy, baby I want to party on your pussy I want to party on your pussy, baby I want to party on your pussy I want to party on your pussy, baby I want to party on your pussy I want to party on your little pussy, girl I want to party on your pussy Let me shine your diamond the girl got a scratch slap that cat have mercy I want to party on your pussy, baby I want to party on, party on your pussy I want to party on your pussy, baby I want to party on your pussy, yeah, yeah, yeah |
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| 1:17 |
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Fuck your whole family and your beverages
Fuck You Fuck your little sister and your little brother Fuck You Fuck all your friends and everyone Fuck You Fuck your little puppy and your puppy dog Fuck You |
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| 8. |
| 2:38 |
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Get up and jump, get up and jump, get up, get up, get up and
jump Jump on up Jump on down Just jump a jump a jump a jump a jump around Jump the day away Jump all over town 'Cause jumpin' is O.K. in a jumpin' kinda way, hey hey! Jump a boy Jump a girl Jump a rope Jump for joy Just don't stop jumpin' Keep your heart muscle pumpin' Hillel be jumpin' on that little baby frumpkin Say what, You got a pumpkin in your pants? When you're just standing or sitting still Think about the frogs gettin' a thrill Take a little lesson from the kangaroos Don't you know they're jumpin' foos, jump you! Jump a nun Jump a Jack Jump for fun Jump back How's about us jumpin' in the sack? And now, it's time for a jump attack Get up and jump (X8) Jam Bob, Jim Bob, Slim Bob Boogie To the tune of slima Billy Lookin' like you're mighty silly Say what, You got a pumpkin in your pants? Say what, You got a pumpkin in your pants? Mister Mexican jumpin' bean knows His fun is skeaky clean Christ, how'd ya think that he got so clean? Not from sittin' on his goddamn spleen. Get up! Oh, I be jumpin' I be jumpin' I be jumpin' alone I be jumpin' for the phone I be jumpin' Misses Jones I really wanna jump on Kinski's bones Get up and jump (X8) Get up and jump (X8) Jam Bob, Jim Bob, Slim Bob Boogie To the tune of slima Billy Lookin' like you're mighty silly Say what, You got a pumpkin in your pants? Say what, You got a pumpkin in your pants? |
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| 9. |
| 1:56 |
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We're all a bunch of brothers livin' in a cool way Along with six million others in this place called L.A. L.A. is the place, sets my mind ablaze For me, it's a race through a cotton pickin' maze The town makes me jump, it's got a bunch of bad chicks Well sure, it's got some chumps but I still get my kicks My body loves to scrump when I lick the ripe pick Like a come on a thumb Poppin' hump, hump, hump, pop out The action never stops, I'm as wild as can be 'Cos I'm shooting for the top and my best friend is Flea Oom Chucka Willy knew the balls to pop But he never met the Tree so he never be-bopped out hop! Antwan the Swan, from the pretty fish pond Was a bad mother jumper, you could tell he was strong He war a cold paisley jacket and a hellified hat And between his legs was a sweat young lass He threw a hundred women up against the wall And he swore to fear that he'd love 'em all By the time he got to ninety nine, he had to stop Because that's when he thought that he heard a phone Last night and the night before, I heard a Fop outside, then I came in doors Freak out! Now that I told you a little something about the Flea A little something about the Tree, a little something about me I can't leave you hangin' but my man Shermzy, he swings the yang, he bangs the yang And now, it's time to hear him do his playin', you better be burning Sherman! We're all a bunch of brothers livin' in a cool way Along with six million others in this place called L.A. Step out! |
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| 10. |
| 3:50 |
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About this planet, there is something I know There's a very big difference between above and below A friend foe, or bro, leave your body on the floor Let your spirit fly away like the soul of a crow Here, above land, man has laid his plan And yes, it does include the Ku Klux Klan We got a government so twisted and bent Bombs, tanks and guns is how our money is spent We got V.D., heroin, greed and prostitution Tension, aggravation, L. Ron Hubbard solution Not to mention hard-core chemical pollution If you think you're just away, you're in a mental institution And that's a heart felt shame 'Cos everyone's crazy, everyone's the same So, why should only Larry, Curly and Moe be to blame? Time now to take you to a different place Where peace lovin' whales flow through liquid outer space A groovin' and a gliddin' as graceful as lace A never losing touch with the ocean's embrace Diviner than the dolphin, that there is none 'Cause dolphins just-a like to have a lot of fun No one tells 'em how their life is run And no one points at them with a gun They have a lot of love for every living creature The smile of a dolphin is a built in feature They be movin' in schools but everyone's the teacher Someday mister dolphin, I know I'm go'n to meet you Back to the land of the police man Where he does whatever he says he can Including hating you because you're a Jew Or beating black ass, that's nothing new Trigger happy cops, they just like to brawl They use guns, clubs, gas, but that's not all They got puke, ridden prisons and sex sick jails Fuck the poor, if you're rich you pay the bail So support your police, support your local wars That's the way to open economic doors Why do we do it? 'Cause the president's a whore We assume the position to sell the ammunition What the fuck? It's the american tradition Along with going fishin' apple pies in the kitchen Isn't it bitchin' seeing dead men in ditches? |
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| 1:13 |
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Aw! Police helicopter shot the sky
Police helicopter landin' on my eye Yeah! Police helicopter takes a nose-dive Police helicopter, he ain't shy Yeah! Aw! Police helicopter shot the sky Police helicopter landin' on my eye Yeah! Police helicopter takes a nose-dive Police helicopter, he ain't shy Yeah! |
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| 12. |
| 2:09 |
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Nevermind the Pac Jam Nevermind the Gap Band Nevermind the Zap Band Nevermind the Funk Scam Cause we're The Red Hot Chili Peppers Nevermind the British bands Nevermind the Synth Funk bands Nevermind the Wham Wham band Nevermind Duran Duran Cause we're The Red Hot Chili Peppers Nevermind the Soft Cell shit That's strictly for the twits Nevermind the Men At Work Those tunes are for the jerks Cause we're The Red Hot Chili Peppers Nevermind Hall and Oates Those guys are a couple of goats Nevermind the Culture Club That jive's just one big flub Cause we're The Red Hot Chili Peppers |
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| 13. |
| 1:36 |
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Time to swing a little melody
To make you all feel something sexually And now we're gonna get it on in the groove The groove that makes those smooth hips move We are pumpin' that drivin' bad rythm To make those pretty little pussy lips schism Kissum kissum kissum In the mind is one design To make you feel fine Suckin' on mine with a 69 I'm inclined to fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck your brains out For the moment, come on now, make her shout Pump that leman 'till it pouts Open your legs to the sensual sound With the beauty of the beat on your pretty wet mound I can tell you're like a horny bloodhound Feel the bass, hug the ground Just drop your knees and come unbound And now you make your mouth to get on down Our lust for notes will boil your blood When they slither and slide on under your hood Makin' me shoot my power packed pud Like a wild lady lovin' a viable stud Because of what is know as a juicy wet pud Gettin' it gettin' it gettin' it good In my head, as a hellified hum I take to rubbin' her on the bum Adjust the lips some on the tongue With my thumb I strum her plum Start to make her orgasm Tastes a little bit like, ooh, how rum Well I like to make her cum To the rythm of the drums Make cum, make cum, cum |
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| 14. |
| 2:54 |
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It's always half and half I'm happy and I'm sad
Everything that's beautifull Always kills me too The highest I get up Is the deepest I get down You're up there with your life That's why I gotta shout, shout, And then gotta shout, shout Blues for Meister You sweet little thing Blues for Meister I'm so sad I gotta sing A cozy little kitty up sittin' on the couch Oh, kitty cat, oh, baby I really miss you now Well have some respect For my cat He got squashed by the wheel Of a Cadillac Well, me and my pussy We lost our flow Well, goodbye my little calico Your food's still in the cupboard Hangin' in its can You used to love to eat it Down I'll always love you Meister You were so good to me There's nothing like you nowhere As far as I can see Blues for Meister You sweet little thing Blues for Meister I'm so sad I gotta sing A cozy little kitty up sittin' on the couch Oh, kitty cat, oh, baby I really miss you now Well have some respect For my cat He got squashed by the wheel Of a Cadillac Well, me and my pussy We lost our flow Well, goodbye my little calico |
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| 0:16 |
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You always sing You always sing the same
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| 16. |
| 0:25 |
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Stranded Stranded on a toilet bowl Stranded
Stranded Stranded on a toilet bowl What do you do when you're stranded And there ain't nothing on the roll To prove you're a man You must wipe it with your hand Stranded Stranded on a toilet bowl |
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| 0:40 |
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Flea Flea Flea-fly Flea-fly Flea-fly-flo Flea-fly-flo
Bee-stay Bee-stay A-koo-ma-la-ta, koo-ma-la-ta, bee-stay Oh, no, no, no, not to bee-stay Ee-nee-mee-nee, ex-a-mee-nee, ex-a-mee-nee, sa-la-mee-nee, Ee-nee-mee-nee, ex-a-mee-nee, ex-a-mee-nee, sa-la-mee-nee, so Ee-nee-mee-nee, ex-a-mee-nee, ex-a-mee-nee, sa-la-mee-nee, Ee-nee-mee-nee, ex-a-mee-nee, ex-a-mee-nee, sa-la-mee-nee, so Wee-pa-sa-pa, ee-pa-sa-pa, ee-pa-sa-pa-lit-tle, and a run-scum-tum,tie-me-oh, wee-pa-sa-pa, ee-pa-sa-pa, ee-pa-sa-pa-lit-tle, li-li-lit-tel-lee-o, lit-tle-lee-o, spit-tle-lee-o, blow Wee-pa-sa-pa, ee-pa-sa-pa, ee-pa-sa-pa-lit-tle, and a run-scum-tum, tie-me-oh |
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| 4:03 |
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Give it up to this time full of strife
Get down, you might be fucking with the song of life Extend your deeper senses, there will be no fight At the never ending ocean of perfect insights 'Round your molecule beam with a halo of light The animated aura will give delight Soon, your every single worry will be out of sight With the power of It, we are about to astound All your preconceptions, they will come unbound "Listen very close," my inner voice expounds "We are the human race, and we groove to the sound" Yes, we deliver the truth to our musical birth A soul shocking sound with electrify the earth People have to know that it's not about money Cash is not the way to make your life sunny There is no need if you got the soul seed Love, life and peace, it can only begin When you know in your heart that the change is within Love all your brothers and love all your sisters Love all the missus and love all the misses And don't be shy when you're sharing your kisses Greed, jealousy gets boos and hisses What it is, what it is, so much to be found What it is, what it is, groove down to the sounds What it is, what it is, what it is in a song What it is, what it is, you can do no wrong Balance your life with the right kind of foods To eat a sad cow is to eat another you Well, that's an unfair rap, it's unforgivably rude It'll put your Karma in the worst of moods Someone's drinking booze and taking too many ludes 'Cause when you cop, don't you cop an attitude And that's an ugly thing, it's not the real you So please y'all, take some sound advice Be yourself, clear your mind, make a sacrifice The always sober you is especialy nice Don't loot, don't shout, give comet the boot I love it kickin' back and playin' my bamboo flute Refuse to fight wars for political whores Unsurpassed peace lines the salt water shores It is my notion that the perfect peace potion Can be found in the wake of the green sea ocean The long rocky swells of the mighty blue ocean Is the cradle of peace, it's the perfect peace potion There you will find it, with sweet sea creatures The smile of a dolphin is a built-in feature We will learn much peace will the whale as your teacher "Good morning class, how very nice to meet you" What it is, what it is, so much to be found What it is, what it is, groove down to the sounds What it is, what it is, what it is in a song What it is, what it is, you can do no wrong Open up your hearts to the planets; to the stars With your spirit take a trip from Venus to Mars You know, Einstein did while Hitler hid Now, Albert lives forever in every single kid But, with Adolph Hitler, we are permanently rid Picasso, Mister Dali and my man, Jimy Hendrix These cool brothers make the world go 'round Yeah, they do it with art, and Jimy did it with sound But, by all these men, it was found Each and every person can be just as renowned Don't let the world's racist creeds give your pretty face a frown Stand up for equal rights, I mean buckle down Go spread the word from town to town We are the human race and we groove to the sounds Now that you've heard what it is in a song )From here on in, you can do not wrong |
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