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From 1999 release "Hi-Fi Superfly" |
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we can funk if you want baby i don’t mind
we can funk with your body we can funk with your mind
we can slap down on the ground get back to that fundamental thang
we can funk if you want babe it don’t mean a thang
we can funk with your body we can funk with your mind
baby i’m a gonna take you for a little ride
(slide, slide, slippity slide, take a little trip in my ‘65)
there’s a funky little party goin on in my mind
we can take a little trip and leave it all behind
(it’s hi-fi superfly)
we can funk with your body we can funk with your mind
baby i’m a gonna take you on a little ride
(fine, fine feelin so fine take a little trip down 69)
there’s a funky little party on the other side
we just movin to the groove and baby let it ride
(it’s hi-fi superfly)
we can funk with your body we can funk with your mind
baby i’m a gonna take you for a little ride
(slide, slide, slippity slide, take a little trip in my ‘65)
there’s a funky little party goin on in my mind
gonna take a little trip and leave it all behind
(it’s hi-fi superfly)
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| Lyrics Author: |
Scott Kesson |
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| Composer: |
Shawn Perry |
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5.9MB |
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From 1999 release "Hi-Fi Superfly" |
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wanna be a cowboy a bareback mare rider - t a k e y a o u t r i d i n
put my pistol in your holster - oh baby loosin up on the reigns...
wanna be a cowboy, a bareback mare rider - take ya out ridin on the dusty plains
rollin around the sage and thistle - watch out baby im packin a pistol
cmon baby let me brush them burrs off - i promise I’ll take my spurrs off
well im back in the saddle, but im gonna get bareback
you take the reigns baby tie me to the train track
open up your love shack baby - let me come inside and put my rifle in your gunrack
cause i wanna be a cowboy a bronc breakin bullrider
hidin out and ridin out west like a gunfighter
lets ride, cause i wanna be a cowboy
cmon baby let me saddle you up - my snake is gonna rattle you up
im a colt 45 with a silver bullet - baby put your finger on my trigger now and pull it
cmon baby let me brush them burrs off - i promise I’ll take my spurrs off
wanna be a cowboy a bareback mare rider - take ya out ridin on the dusty plains
take ya rollin in the sage and thistle - oh baby loosin up on the reigns
and we’ll ride off in the sunset - find a water hole, get our feet wet
do it side saddle or bareback - take a roll in the haystack
cause i wanna be a cowboy - lets ride, cause i wanna be a cowboy...
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| Lyrics Author: |
Mark Hershiser, Scott Kesson |
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| Composer: |
Shawn Perry, Scott Kesson |
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5.8MB |
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From 1999 release "Hi-Fi Superfly" |
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maybe you’re just waitin for the right time maybe you’re just tryin to be coniving
maybe you’re developing your master plan while the enemy is thriving
maybe you’re just waitin for elections then you’re goin to go and make your choices
meanwhile the horrible hillbilly present is drowning out our voices
whatcha waitin’ for
maybe you’re just waitin on your children maybe you’re just tryin to be protective
maybe they just see right through your postures maybe you should give them some directive
maybe you’re just waitin for a spaceship to evacuate the masses
maybe you’re just waitin on jesus to come and kick their asses
whatcha waitin’ for
i don’t want to start a revolution i don’t want to step on peoples toes
my guru says avoid confrontation i just wanna go with the flow
maybe i’ll just drink a couple fortys maybe i’ll just mingle with the masses
maybe i’ll just sit at home and watch TV until this feelin passes
"sittin watchin TV waitin gettin late and no escapin the hatin the rapin,
too much scrapin the bottom, for a nickle and a dime i think we better check the time
change the station, change the nation cmon why ya waitin"
maybe you’re just waitin for the right time maybe you’re just tryin to be coniving
maybe you’re developing your master plan while the enemy is thriving
maybe you’re just waitin for elections then you’re goin to go and make your choices
meanwhile the horrible hillbilly present is drowning out our voices
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| Lyrics Author: |
Scott Kesson |
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| Composer: |
Shawn Perry, Scott Kesson |
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| Filesize: |
3.9MB |
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From 1999 release "Hi-Fi Superfly" |
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check it in the paper or the five o’clock news spot - the reaper and the raper got it all sewn up
hot off the wire we got automatic gunfire - crack deal, gang related, keepin us intimidated
get a car alarm, better pack a pistol - don’t ya know the crime rates goin up, up, up
feelin like an isolated, paranoid intimidated, media manipulated chump
we gotta make contact, we gotta open up our eyes
we gotta start talkin to each other, its time we realize
that we gotta make contact, we gotta make some big decisions
just rip that godamn cord right out of your godamn television
headline no hope, everybody doin dope - pessimism, anarchism always on the rise
hard luck media well theres a lot of money in it if it aint bad news there never gonna spin it
on the prime time, top cops, crackin down on gang bangers better lock your doors better run better hide
livin in fear of our sisters and our brothers ya we better get to know one another
we gotta make contact...
hurricane aftermath, drive by bloodbath - sexual misconduct in the presidential suite
oklahoma city bomber, hes a loser, hes a goner - that aint revolution, thats a chicken shit hit man
blame it on the gangs on the guns on the blacks on the whites on the cops on the jews on the liberals
blame it on the welfare mothers - ya we gotta get to know one another
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| Lyrics Author: |
Scott Kesson |
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| Composer: |
Scott Kesson |
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| Filesize: |
4.6MB |
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From 1999 release "Hi-Fi Superfly" |
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thats right - gonna do it right - all night - all damn night
thats right - gonna do it right - all night
this aint no never never never never land
and i aint your never never never can man
so things i do i do just for fun
and all them little girlies got me on the run
so take a ride with me - i like to get buck wild
when i get on down - i get on down with style
cause i'm im gonna do it my way - and ill say what i got to say
theres things i need to figure out
and im gonna take a different route - different route
thats right - gonna take a different route - oh yeah - different route
thats right - gonna take a different route - oh yeah
so what im sayin im sayin right to you
theres many things you may or may not do
so when it comes to gettin down
sticky p dont mess around
my name is shawnie p - and when i get on down
aint no messin around - and you can take that back to town
cause i'm im gonna do it my way - and ill say what i got to say
theres things i need to figure out
and im gonna take a different route - different route
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| Lyrics Author: |
Shawn Perry |
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| Composer: |
Shawn Perry |
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| Filesize: |
3.7MB |
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Recorded in 2000 - Previously unreleased |
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here you are on this planet earth
acting like you're running the universe
you're ripping all the trees from the ground
you got that ugly industrial sound going
i'm choking on dead air
how did you kill the air
you killed the air, you kept the cash
the shit aint fair, someone should kick your ass
here i am on this planet earth
this is my home, this is my place of birth
but now my world is getting stabbed and beaten
stolen, stripped, raped and left beeding
i'm choking on dead air
how do you kill the air
you killed the air, you kept the cash
the shit aint fair, someone should kick your ass
your industrial revolution
is choking on its own pollution
your industrial seduction
is soaking in its own destruction
your industrial revolution
is choking on its own pollution
your industrial seduction
is soaking in its own corruption
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| Lyrics Author: |
Mark Hershiser |
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| Composer: |
Scott Kesson, Shawn Perry |
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4.3MB |
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Recorded in 2000 - Never released |
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he got a ford on lincoln's birthday
but there's a killer on the loose
if that parade is held in dallas
that man will rob him of his youth
the lincoln looked so continental
so long and sleek and black
the rear doors were suicidal
and there were bloodstains in the back
some say the bullet it was lonely
but then others say they lie
and if you listen very closely
well you can hear the widows cry
so if you're ever down in dallas
won't you please pray for rain
remember me on president's day
a celebration of pain
admission used to cost a penny
but there's a killer on the loose
the theater is closing early
'cause there's a killer in the booth
and my american cousin
was up on stage when he died
some said he gave a good performance
but then others said he lied
and i think money is the motive
'cause now it costs five dollars at the door
they'll say you're paying for your freedom
as civil men send you to war
so if you're ever down in gettysburg
my address is the same
remember me on president's day
a celebration of shame |
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| Lyrics Author: |
Mark Hershiser |
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Mark Hershiser |
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4.1MB |
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