| jungle man
Deep inside the soul hole Of Mother
Earth Father Time came With a supersonic supersonic burst His
soul monkey sperm tribes Racing to be first Her ruby fruit
jungle Givin' bush baby bush baby birth The baby was a boy But I
think what stunned her Is that this bare breasted baby Was a baby
boy boy boy boy wonder Crackin' from his thumb bone Came thelonious
thunder Fill the sky with hellfire From way down down down
under
I am a jungle man I am a jungle man I am a
jungle man I get all the bush I can
Erupting from the
ground In hollywood he glowed His jungle turned to concrete His
funk bone bone bone bone to stone Like a full blown volcano I must
let it be known That through this boy's vein Atomic lava blood flows
and flows His soul shocking sounds They make the mountains
moan This boy's become a man It's time to take take take Take the
throne
I am a jungle man I am a jungle man I am a
jungle man I get all the bush I can |
hollywood(africa)
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 |
| American ghost dance
Oh give me a home Where the buffalo
roam And the death of a race is a game Where seldom is heard A
peacable word >From the white trash Who killed as they
came Though these words dig deep They offer no relief God save
the queen I am an indian chief There is a secret I keep It's
called the talking leaf And you better believe That he speaks his
beliefs Like a rock that bleeds A sea of grief My talking leaf
speaks of A wounded knee creek
American ghost dance...
A
new man who is with old ways He walks the streets of life But he's
in chains I'm alive he cried I can feel the flame Burning red
inside I am an indian brave There is a memory That lives in my
blood Of the brand you laid On all you touched But the burning
flame Turns to burning pain Genuine genocide And that's truly
insane So like a wild hurricane I will dance on the grave Of my
race that died When it should have been saved
American ghost
dance... |
if you want me to stay
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 |
| nevermind
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 |
freaky styley
Say it loud I'm freaky
styley And I'm proud !
(repeat a thousand
times)
|
| blackeyed blonde
Pumpin' the blood through the heart of
New Orleans She's the mystic heat of the Bourbon street dream She's
just made out of flesh and bones But let me tell you little boy You
better leave her alone
Leroy Brown thought he was bad too 'till
she left him floatin' in the old bayou She's the kind of girl She's
built like a bomb She's the blackeyed blackeyed Blackeyed blonde,
Get down !
That blackeyed beauty with the golden crotch French
electric sex a cock shocking swamp fox Heaten queen of sleeze she's hot
to box But let me tell you little boy She'll clean your
clock
A slick and sly spy Stuck in the muck of the moat Blew
his mind to find a diamond in the boat Double-o-dooms day for Mr. James
Bond She's the blackeyed blackeyed Blackeyed blonde, Get down
! |
the brothers cup
Give it up to this planet full of
strife We're the brothers cup cuttin' sharp as a knife With the pop
of a snap and the flip of a flap The cups went up like a natural
fact
It was our shoulder space That made the perfect
place For the magic of the cup To style out with grace With a
tight turn twist And a slight swerve swank The brothers cup
kissed With a kick ass clank
We are the brothers cup We like
to get it up We are the brothers cup We like to get it
up
Give it up to this planet full of strife We're the brothers
cup cuttin' sharp as a knife With the pop of a snap and the flip of a
flap The cups went up like a natural fact
So love all your
brothers And love all your sisters Love all the misses And love
all the misters Don't be shy when you're sharin' your kisses The
brothers cup kiss And we ain't sissies
It is our notion that the
perfect peace potion Can be found in the wake of the green sea's
motion The long rocking swell of the mighty blue ocean Is the cradle
of peace it's the perfect peace motion
Give it up to this planet
full of strife We're the brothers cup cuttin' sharp as a
knife
With the power of the cup we are about to astound All your
preconceptions they will come unbound We are the brothers cup coming to
your town Bringing tubs of love we're going to spread it
around |
| battle
ship
Three miles off the coast of
Beirut New Jersey's guns get ready to shoot Take a walk down the
firing room Fire one it's shakedown cruise
Battle ship battle
ship
See the sailor boys dressed in blue Cheer the change to
make the news Send the shell down the spiral groove Bombs away it's
a shakedown cruise Yeah
Battle ship battle ship |
lovin' and touchin'
Loving and touching and Laughing and
Squeezing and Walking and Joking and Smiling and
Teasing
Loving and kissing and Rubbing and scrubbing
and Styling and slumming and Rolling and cumming
I'll hold
you a lifetime I'll love you forever I'll make you my wife
and I'll never forget you
I'll give you my smile On the face
of your child I will give you my love I will give you my
love
Loving and touching and Loving and touching and Loving
and touching and Loving and touching and Love |
| catholic school girls rule
Catholic school girls rule...
In
the class she's taking notes Just how deep deep is my throat Mother
Mary don't you know She's got eyes like Marylin Monroe
Catholic
school girls rule...
From the cross she's raised her head This
is what the sister said Give no love until you're wed Live no life
until you're dead
The good books says we must suppress The good
books says we must confess But who cares what the good books
says Cause now she's taking off her dress
Catholic school girls
rule...
Lead us into temptation We are pure divine
creation Talkin' about my generation Injected with the seed of
emaculation Catholic ! |
sex rap
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 |
| thirty dirty birds
Thirty dirty birds Sitting on a
curb Chirping and Burping And eating Dirty
earthworms
Along comes Herbie From thirty-third And
third Saw the thirty Dirty birds Sitting on a curb Chirping
and Burping And eating Dirty earthworms Boy he
was Disturbed |
yertle the turtle
On a far away island of
Salamasond Yertle the turtle Was king of the pond A nice little
pond It was clean it was neat The water was warm There was plenty
to eat Until one day The king of them all Decided the
kingdom He ruled was too small I'm a ruler of all that I see But
I don't see enough And that's the trouble with me
With this
stone for a throne I am too low down I cannot look down Upon the
places beyond So Yertle the turtle king Lifted his hand And
Yertle the turtle king Lifted his hand He ordered all the
turtles Onto one another's back He piled them high Into a ten
turtle stack I'm Yertle the turtle The things I now rule I'm king
of a cow I'm king of a mule
Then down from below In the
great turtle stack Came a burp from a plain Little turtle named
Mack Just part of the throne This burpin' little turtle Looked up
and said "I beg Your pardon king Yertle" I've pains in my back My
shoulders and my knees How long must we stand Here your
majesty "Silence !" the king of the Turtles barked back To the
bad burpin' Little turtle named Mack I'm Yertle the turtle Oh
marvelous me for I am ruler of all that I see
Yertle, Yertle the
turtle... Yertle, Yertle the
turtle... |