The Joker - Fatboy slim
Some people call me the space cowboy
Some people call me the
gangster of love, yeah
Some people walking round calling me Maurice
Cause I speak of the pompitous of love
People talk about me, baby (People
talk about me, bad to)
They say I'm doin' you wrong,
(doin' you wrong, doin' you
wrong)
Well, don't let that worry you
baby (oh baby ....)
Cause I'm right here, right
here, right here, right
here at home
(Everybody Singing Along)
Cause I'm a picker
I'm a grinner
I'm a lover
And I'm a sinner
I play the music in the sun
I'm a joker
I'm a smoker
I'm a midnight talker
I give my lovin' on the run
You're the cutest thing
That I ever did see
I really love your peaches
I want to shake your tree
Lovey-dovey, dovey-lovey, dovey all the time
Ooo-eee baby, I'm gonna show
you a good time babe
Cause I'm a picker
I'm a grinner
I'm a lover
And I'm a sinner
I play the music in the sun
I'm a joker
I'm a smoker
I'm a midnight toker
I sure don't want to hurt no one
Come on and follow me
You know I really want you for your company
Even though I'm attached to you physically
My computer mechanism wants you mentally
(Shoo be doo be doo shoo be)
You know I really want you for your company
(Shoo be doo be doo doo be)
My computer mechanism wants you mentally
People keep talking about me
like a low down dog (like a
low life dog)
They say i'm doin ya wrong, doin
ya wrong (doin ya wrong)
Well don't you know, don't you
worry bout a thing pretty mama
Cause i'm right here, right here,
right here singing along
Cause I'm a picker
I'm a grinner
I'm a lover
And I'm a sinner
I play the music in the sun
I'm a joker
I'm a smoker
an I'm a fa shizzile dizzile ma
nizzle fizzle bizzle
I give my lovin' on the run
Here comes the hotstepper - Ini Kamoze
Hit It!
Nah, na na na nah
Na na na nah, na na nah, na na nah
Na na na nah
Here comes the hotstepper (murderer)
I'm the lyrical gangster (murderer)
Pick up the crew in-a de area (murderer)
Still love you like that (murderer)
No no we don't die
Yes we mul-ti-ply
Anyone test will hear the fat lady sing
Act like you know, Rico
I know what Bo don't know
Touch them up and go, uh-oh!
Ch-ch-chang chang
Here comes the hotstepper (murderer)
I'm the lyrical gangster (murderer)
Excuse me mister officer (murderer)
Still love you like that (murderer)
Extra-ordinary
Juice like a strawberry
Money to burn baby, all of the time
Cut to fade is me
Fade to cut is she
Come juggle with me, I say everytime
Here comes the hotstepper (murderer)
I'm the lyrical gangster (murderer)
Dial emergency number (murderer)
Still love you like that (murderer)
Nah, na na na nah
Na na na nah, na na nah, na na nah
Na na na nah
It's how we do it man
Nah, na na na nah
Na na na nah, na na nah, na na nah
Na na na nah
Start like a jackrabbit
Finish in front of it
On the night is jack , that's it, understand?
I'm the daddy of the mack daddy
His are left in gold, maybe
Ain't no homie gonna play me, top celebrity man
(murderer)
I'm the lyrical gangster (murderer)
Excuse me mister officer (murderer)
Still love you like that (murderer)
No no we don't die
Yes we mul-ti-ply
Anyone test will hear the fat lady sing
Act like you know, G go
I know what Bo don't know
Touch them up and go, uh-oh
Ch-ch-chang chang
Nah, na na na nah
Na na na nah, na na nah, na na nah
Na na na nah, yeah man
Nah, na na na nah
Na na na nah, na na nah, na na nah
Na na na nah
Right
Here comes the hotstepper (murderer)
I'm the lyrical gangster (murderer)
Big up all crew bow ya (murderer)
Still love you like that (murderer)
Here comes the hotstepper (murderer)
I'm the lyrical danger (murderer)
Pick up the crew in-a the area (murderer)
Still love you like that (murderer)
Here comes the Hotstepper
I'm the lyrical gangster
I'm a live in-a me danger
Still love you like thaaaaat
Hey
Da da da da
Da da da da
Da da da da
Shackles - Mary Mary
Whoo!
It sure is hot out here
Ya know?
I don't mind thought
Just glad to be free
Know what I'm saying, uh!
Take the shackles off my feet so I can dance
I just wanna praise you
(What'cha wanna do?)
I just wanna praise you
(Yeah, yeah)
You broke the chains now I can lift my hands
(Uh feel me?)
And I'm gonna praise you
(What'cha gon do?)
I'm gonna praise you
In the corners of mind
I just can't seem to find a reason to believe
That I can break free
Cause you see I have been down for so long
Feel like the hope is gone
But as I lift my hands, I understand
That I should praise you through my circumstance
Take the shackles off my feet so I can dance
I just wanna praise you
I just wanna praise you
You broke the chains now I can lift my hands
And I'm gonna praise you
I'm gonna praise you
Everything that could go wrong
All went wrong at one time
So much pressure fell on me
I thought I was gon lose my mind
But I know you wanna see
If I will hold on through these trials
But I need you to lift this load
Cause I can't take it anymore
Take the shackles off my feet so I can dance
I just wanna praise you
I just wanna praise you
You broke the chains now I can lift my hands
And I'm gonna praise you
I'm gonna praise you
Been through the fire and the rain
Bound in every kind of way
But God has broken every chain
So let me go right now
Take the shackles off my feet so I can dance
I just wanna praise you
I just wanna praise you
You broke the chains now I can lift my hands
And I'm gonna praise you
I'm gonna praise you
[repeat x3]
Take them off
What'cha gonna do, yeah
Take the shackles off my feet so I can dance
I just wanna praise you
I just wanna praise you
You broke the chains now I can lift my hands
And I'm gonna praise you
I'm gonna praise you