Lyrics:
your head, rag-top
Bob your head, rag-top
Bob your head, rag-top
Bob your head, rag-top (one, two, three, let's go)
Power music, electric revival
your head, rag-top
Bob your head, rag-top
Bob your head, rag-top
Bob your head, rag-top (one, two, three, let's go)
Power music, electric revival
your head, rag-top
Bob your head, rag-top
Bob your head, rag-top
Bob your head, rag-top (one, two, three, let's go)
Power music, electric revival
rag top
C'mon, bob your head, rag top
Bob your head, rag top
C'mon, bob your head, rag top
One, two, one, two, three, let's go
Don't pull
no expiration date on the batteries
Look, I've never been a hater
It's never been in my nature
But, listen, let me hook you up 'cause
B.O.B
PHYSICAL. Now, lemme tell ya, ETHELL said, now ETHELL, ETHELL said she wasn't gonna let him go!
"I'm not gonna let you go, BILLY!"
"THAT'S RIGHT! We now
swing, ah while my beat go
BOOM BOOM - why don't you let me take you to my room
Take off our shoes relax sit on bed and watch the Looney Tunes
But no!
from sorrow nd sin
If I go would I ever be missed
I'm way too high don't plan on coming down no no no
I do not step bitch I stomp stomp stomp
Foot
Aynsley Dunbar (drums)
Jim Pons (bass, vocals, dialog)
Bob Harris (keyboards, vocals)
Don Preston (mini-moog)
You are... you gotta tell me something... I
I'll ride all night
And I need you for this ship to take flight
Let's go, let's go
Come on baby let me take it off
Another second we gone blast it
Tell 'em "go'on"
(Chorus)
Show 'em what they won, a short stay at the hotel, Bob
Show 'em what they won, Alize, Mo', Crissy or ale, Bob
Show 'em
Tell 'em "go'on"(Chorus) Show 'em what they won, a short stay at the hotel, Bob
Show 'em what they won, Alize, Mo', Crissy or ale, Bob
Show 'em what
1, 2.. 1, 2, 3; yeah!
In-slum-national, underground
Thunder pounds when I stomp the ground (Woo!)
Like a million elephants with silverback
the morning
And then we groove court for about two weeks
And then we ah, we leave again
Oh, really?
Where do you play when you go from here?
Ah, let me
Yo, stomp down killers forever
Webby, what up? Windex, I see you, let's go
Lately I been feeling like there ain't no one as ill as I
First I
the storm (get by)
There's always tomorrow
Get off the floor! (let's go)
It's crunch time
Let's go
It's crunch time
Let's go
It's crunch time
Let's go
It's
Move your hips, do your thang
Get off the wall, don't matter what they think
From your fingertips to your toes
You know you're hot, so let
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Lyrics and Music by Andrew Weiss
16 and a half centuries to go, and where it goes, nobody knows
I was punished for being born twice, and I
where you'll find me
Chorus (x2)
Stomp on stomp on
Stomp on in to my stompin' grounds
Come on let me show you around
Stomp on in to my stompin' grounds
stall
Stutter, softer than melted butter
There's no other word, go ask your mother
Hard solid as your city
Born in Brooklyn, can tell by the way that
Half of them hoes be brainless
They're reading off of a script
Talking all that shit for payment
Fuck all this entertainment
I'm losing all my patience
trash slum
It’s the end, let the chaos come
I got New Rocks, stomp your damn brain
Stupid heavy, custom made in Spain
I don’t come around, I don't show
bitches is lame
I'm player number one
I ain't new to the game
Hoe watch your step bet not slide in my lane
And we quick the pop a nigga if he go against
While I'm seeing right through you let me relieve you all of your
Figures seating screeching, never believing you niggas (come on)
Go head and babble,
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