Killah Priest – Nothing Like It Lyrics

[Killah Priest]
15 wit one in the head, could did it all
No friends were called, then I recalled
Somethin’ smeared on the wall
Close relationships I hated it, we split
Dated this chick, atheist
God stained seven but he played the six
Dated CO’s, left ’em wit bulge
Kept me in clothes, but said I wasn’t respectable
So the sex got cold
Little did I know, I was the next to go
Drivin’, starrin’ up at the horizon
Flyin’, windows down, blastin’ the stereo sound
Pass the carnival, the Merry-Go-Round
Goin’ up the mountain, to the Indian burial ground
Nothin’ but glowin’ eyes on the hounds
Sounds of howls, but turnin’ the heads of owls
Come thru the white clouds
Look what I found? The psychic

(Hook)
There’s nothing like it
There’s nothing like it
One of a kind his mind
And there’s nothing like it

[Killah Priest]
The last days, signs of the time
I’m on some crime, blind by the television
The hell I vision is rivers of fire
Accordin’ to the scriptural writings
There’s no after death for the spirit inside us
The afterlife is those chapters we write
All great place a peace, not that lake full of heat
Could you imagine listenin’ to a seven headed dragon?
Grabbin’, madmen chewin’ their heads off
Less talk, while the communist is stabbin’
Now I think those were metaphors and the letters of Paul
Greece and Rome had Olympics, naked gymnasts
For instance, he would say it, if it related
The race is not given to the swift
But, to them that endure, put on the whole armor
We wrestle not against flesh and blood
He was watchin’ the Olympic Games thru a prison wall
So the dragon heads were their empires
Led every word of God be true and every men the liar

(Hook)

[Killah Priest]
I turn listeners to my prisoners
Doin’ time on my rhymes
Soon as I hit the pen they get to my channels
Stimulatin’ the brain cells
Trained to use well, while writin’ I ask myself
How long is the sentence?
Not until each line is finished
Usually the bars end a little past the margin
Tho the court in my thoughts
The DA is the clean page; the judge is a ink spot
Right where I think plots
Below the thinkers is the hung jury
It comes to me, truly
What makes me write this? The feelin’ inside

(Hook)

Blacc Zacc – I Don’t Know Why Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
Yeah
She a real bitch, I can see it in her eye
IMixNation for real
Yeah

[Verse 1]
She a real bitch‚ I can see it in her eye
Lie to her all the time‚ I don’t know why
It be so much that she don’t even cry
She kill the scene and she don’t even try
f**k it‚ let’s take a trip to Dubai
Yeah, you so fly and we stay in the sky
I’m in first class and she right by my side
She grabbin’ my dick and I’m rubbin’ her thigh
I spend a check in Japan when we land
I keep her right and I keep her with bands
She independent, she do what she can
But she make it known that she don’t need no man
We get so drunk‚ have a hangover
She eat that dick for a Range Rover
I beat it up, then it’s game over
Yeah, I beat it up‚ then it’s game over
She get so wet, umbrella
She wanna f**k then cuddle
She been right there from the gutter
So I don’t give no f**ks, I love her
She ride that dick like a shuttle
I turned her wrist to a puddle
I front them P’s to her brother
But nigga, this business, so come with my cheddar
Yeah, I get the pack then ship it
So anything you want, go get it
I’ma turn you up, make ’em feel you
She done fell in love with the dealer
Treat her like an orange, how I peel her
Yeah, damn that pussy taste like vanilla, yeah
Get an A plus, she got good head
And she a real bitch, she a thoroughbred, yeah

[Interlude]
Yeah, I f**k with this
Hold up
Yeah
Yeah

[Verse 2]
We be low-key when we out in the streets
Niggas too nosey, so we be discrete
Don’t inbox my bitch, you might get you ass beat
The last nigga tried me, I put him to sleep, yeah
Hit like Muhammad Ali, yeah
Knock your lil’ ass off your feet, yeah
Try it, and nigga, you’ll see, yeah
Shit can get sour from thinking it’s sweet
Shit can get sour from thinking it’s sweet
Buy you some Gucci, ain’t boycotting me
Double G shoe, put some stars on your feet
We got this drip out of Paris and Greece
Trip out the country, ten thousand a seat
Meal on the jet, that’s a bon appétit
f**k up a bag every time that we eat
f**k from the back, I got nut on my tee
f**k from the back, I got nut on my shirt
Know that I’m rich but she still go to work
Ain’t asking for shit, she gon’ get her bag first
My bitch want a house, she not impressed by no purse
She tell me chill out when I be on the syrup
In love with codeine, shit I think that I’m cursed
f**k her to sleep, now she acting berserk
If I f**k a new bitch, man, you’ll always be first
Buy a watch for you, won’t hurt no more
But I can’t lie, I don’t work no more
Swear it’s so hard to let the feelings go
You can’t let it go, you can take some more
She like it slow when I hit from the back
Jump in that pussy and then I attack
She call me daddy, she don’t call me Zacc
She call me daddy, she don’t call me Zacc

[Outro]
I mean, I ain’t perfect, but shit
What, you gon’ go f**k with a lame? Haha
You’re too bossed up for that
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah
She a real bitch, I can see it in her eye
She kill the scene and she don’t even try
I don’t know why
She don’t even try
f**k it, let’s take a trip to Dubai
We be so fly, always stay in the sky
I’m in first class and she right by my side
She grabbing my dick and I’m rubbing her thigh, ooh

Smoke Bulga – Cocaina Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I be f**king with cocaina
I got rich with cocaina
That brand new Benz off cocaina
I’m taking trips with cocaina, cocaina
On I-95 with cocaina
Like Bonnie & Clyde, my cocaina
Up in the kitchen me and cocaina
Like Spike I put that Ice on cocaina, cocaina
The plug he put me on wit cocaina
Ever since I fell in love wit cocaina
She put me on my feet that cocaina
Now That’s my bitch forever cocaina
I keep a loaded fifth with cocaina
I’ll kill a nigga quick for cocaina
That cocaina She a keeper
New cuban link I got from cocaina

[Hook]
I be f**king with cocaina
That brand new Benz I got off cocaina
I got rich off cocaina
I’m taking trips with cocaina cocaina
Cocaina, cocaina, cocaina, cocaina
I got rich off cocaina
Cocaina, cocaina, cocaina, cocaina
Brought that Benz off cocaina

[Verse 2]
Spent 42 on cocaina
Bought all type of bags for cocaina
I’m in the trap with cocaina
Remember when I first met cocaina
She turn me from a dreamer to a believer
When cocaina put me in that Beemer
She love it when I whip her cocaina (ch)
18 wheelers when I re up
Her older sister use 2 f**k around with Meech
El Chapo flew that bitch first class straight out to Athens, Greece
I love my bitch, that cocaina
And she love me cocaina
She the baddest cocaina
My team we getting strong off cocaina
My niggas on from cocaina
My money long off cocaina

[Hook x2]
I be f**king with cocaina
That brand new Benz I got off cocaina
I got rich off cocaina
I’m taking trips with cocaina cocaina
Cocaina, cocaina, cocaina, cocaina
I got rich off cocaina
Cocaina, cocaina, cocaina, cocaina
Brought that Benz off cocaina

Filthy Gears – Step Up Lyrics (feat. Wiley, Jammz, CapoLee & C Cane)

[Chorus: Wiley]
When I step up, man can’t step up
This ain’t a setup but I run the setup
You’re getting too comfy, rudeboy, better get up
I ain’t gonna step down, blud, I’m gonna step up
I do it like step up, man can’t step up
This ain’t a setup but I run the setup
You’re getting too comfy, rudeboy, better get up
I ain’t gonna step down, blud, I’m gonna step up
I do it like step up, man can’t step up
This ain’t a setup but I run the setup
You’re getting too comfy, rudeboy, better get up
I ain’t gonna step down, blud, I’m gonna step up
I do it like step up

[Verse 1: Jammz]
What’d you mean, step up?
Bar haffi step up, level haffi step up
Can’t stop never, whatever the weather
I’m a real go-getter, I’m due to endeavour
You know me already, first name’s Jam
No, it ain’t cheddar, but I get cheddar
Shows in Italy, I’m getting mozzarella
If I’ve gotta fly Greece, you can call that feta
When I first come in the game, I said spesh
But I’ve got better since then, so I say spesher
I’ve been a monster on bars and beats
If it ain’t me, holler at Filthy or Gesher

[Chorus: Wiley]
When I step up, man can’t step up
This ain’t a setup but I run the setup
You’re getting too comfy, rudeboy, better get up
I ain’t gonna step down, blud, I’m gonna step up
I do it like step up, man can’t step up
This ain’t a setup but I run the setup
You’re getting too comfy, rudeboy, better get up
I ain’t gonna step down, blud, I’m gonna step up
I do it like

[Verse 2: Capo Lee]
Tune get lead up when Capo step up
I stand in a place where a man can’t step up
Box man down and I stare in his eyes
Stand over his body so a man can’t get up
Chasing cheddar in a Nike sweater
Bare rain on my car, that’s a grinding weather
On sight, man, you can get it from far
Talking hard? Sent man to the stars
Get hit with a strap that costs more than your car
I still grind everyday, that was more than a bar
Then I’m bouncing food in a council housing estate
Superman, fly to the trap in a cape
Man dance on the riddim like Step Up 2
Peng tings, you can get bent up too
Ghost MCs, you wanna tweet and chat?
There’s no Wi-Fi when you get sent up too

[Chorus: Wiley]
When I step up, man can’t step up
This ain’t a setup but I run the setup
You’re getting too comfy, rudeboy, better get up
I ain’t gonna step down, blud, I’m gonna step up
I do it like step up, man can’t step up
This ain’t a setup but I run the setup
You’re getting too comfy, rudeboy, better get up
I ain’t gonna step down, blud, I’m gonna step up
I do it like

[Verse 3: Jammz]
Jammz is a humble guy
But I don’t mind slewing MCs at my leisure
More than my pleasure, funny when MCs
Who ain’t on the roads say the opps soon dead up
Chatting about Ps but you’re getting stressed out
‘Cause you went to the shop and had to break that tenner
Drop man forever, same pussyholes got audacity
To talk about gloves and leather
Really ain’t clever, so what’d you mean, pepper?
Bars ain’t pepper, flows ain’t pepper
Tunes ain’t pepper, bars ain’t pepper
Clothes ain’t pepper, tell a man shut up
About man’s pepper
Already said last year, dem man are wet
And they still got wetter
You know dem bruddas that act hard for show
And roll with soft Tygas like their name’s Jenners?

[Chorus: Wiley]
When I step up, man can’t step up
This ain’t a setup but I run the setup
You’re getting too comfy, rudeboy, better get up
I ain’t gonna step down, blud, I’m gonna step up
I do it like step up, man can’t step up
This ain’t a setup but I run the setup
You’re getting too comfy, rudeboy, better get up
I ain’t gonna step down, blud, I’m gonna step up
I do it like

[Verse 4: C Cane]
Step up, no leg up
But dem ones dere need a step up
See, I’m so far up the ladder with my bars
They cannot reach up to me with a step up
‘Cause when I step up, can’t nobody try step up
If you think not, beg you step up
I come like the Lombardo when it comes to drama
I dun the dance, no step up
Trust me, that’s easy, can’t shake a leg with I
Make a man raise their glass for I
You’d be high if I’m out here
Doing the work on job more time, no one don’t lie
Don’t ramp and vibe
Tuggset, big man, get petrified, on Christ
Me, I’m far from alright, are you alright, brudda?
Alright? Never, they get left when I write

[Chorus: Wiley]
When I step up, man can’t step up
This ain’t a setup but I run the setup
You’re getting too comfy, rudeboy, better get up
I ain’t gonna step down, blud, I’m gonna step up
I do it like step up, man can’t step up
This ain’t a setup but I run the setup
You’re getting too comfy, rudeboy, better get up
I ain’t gonna step down, blud, I’m gonna step up
I do it like step up

Johnny Cinco – I Remember Lyrics

[Intro]
Dre, did you drink all the juice?
Lovin’ you, trust issues

[Chorus]
I remember the times when I was loyal
I remember the times when I would lie
I remember the times when I would hug you
I remember the times when you would cry
I remember the times when we would f**k all night
Remember so many different nights
I remember the times when we was broke, down bad
We ain’t have nothin’ but you and I

[Verse 1]
I been away from you, it don’t feel safe
You think you good but it really ain’t for you
You really don’t know how much I adore you
I missed your call and you thought I ignored you
I bought you ticket to Greece on your birthday
I did not show all that shit on your birthday
I bought you diamonds and shit on your birthday
Room at the Twelve, it feel just like the first date
Love the way you dress, why you wear that in the first place?
Every time I see you, wanna f**k you in the worst way
In the car on the straightaway, I don’t worry
Pull up, give it to you in the middle of your work day
Can I be your everything? Can I be your heartache?
You gave me so many chances, how much can your heart take?

[Verse 2]
Can’t help but think about you
Open a paper or drink about you
Go in the booth and just blank about you
Can’t believe the lies they say, it ain’t true
I hold you down, I say it, I do
I been thinkin’ ’bout the past and the present
I need you right here, right in my possession
This more than love, more like an obsession
One man to beat, point me in your direction
Love at first sight, I remember that night
Swept you off your feet and hugging you tight
I pulled up on you right before the flight
Put you on chill the rest of your life
Red bottom heels the rest of your life
They know what it is the rest of your life
Won’t take for granted the time that we spent and
Cherish the seconds that came out of minutes
Can’t name a time where I ever pretended
My number one fan, she fiendin’ my sentence
I did you wrong those few times, I admit it
I don’t feel right without you, I admit it
I love these phones way too much and I been did
I’m makin’ this song, but you gotta feel it
It’s more than a hit, I’m reciting my feelings

Jaden – I Lyrics

Play this song

PINK
(PINK)

WOOOO

{HOOK}
When I walk up they be sweating they be stressed
(They be stressed)
When they see us double everything in question
(i don’t know)
Treat these niggas like a prick gotta impress em’
(LETS GO)
Got that power in a clique like a nephilim

{ Verse 1 }
I ju woke up in the city and im red to go (GO)
Vision with the pretty got me runnin through the club
Bout to see the stadium im with my centerfold
God hand shades where these levels arent accessible (shit)

I wonder if they’ll understand the metaphors (they don’t know)
Said it for a reason they dont listen (they dont listen)
I had to put the vision in a double cup
WHAT
Everytime i sippin i’ll be (dripping man lets go)

Man its ok you ain’t one of us
Thats why I had to get the windows tinted
I swear solos got them new ideas
Man they wonder how they let this nigga pop up in a bib
Got me calling hocka – pocka with my compass in the mill
Got them dickies in a balance since they counter fit the feels
Man you gotta know the culture you’re apart man its ill
Sickening but i try to not do them ancient moves
Sixteen with a misdemeanor
That is no volts are you kidding me
This is a kid saying this literally
Tell with you with the with the epidemy
Turn your rights away like whipamine
Throw your life away with no empathy
Man this nightmare been on repeat
Yall never learn history god damn
We all care about ancient greece so bad
Gotta put that energy on snap
Old hove flip told me to go left
Hold me what u would call off deck

{HOOK}
When I walk up they be sweating they be stressed
(They be stressed)
When they see us double everything in question
(i don’t know)
Treat these niggas like a prick gotta impress em’
(LETS GO)
Got that power in a clique like a nephilim

Jon Bellion – JT Lyrics

[Verse 1: Jon Bellion & Travis Mendes]
A song a day for six years seems like light years away from today
(Hey, hey, hey, hey)
Too many coincidences and instances of God’s hand, it’s insane
(Hey, hey, hey, hey)
I thought my way to greatness
I could claim this, but he gave me the brain (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
You know what I’m saying?
And those thoughts can get confusing, it’s amusing
But tonight, we celebrate (Hey, hey, hey, hey)

[Pre-Chorus: Jon Bellion]
Lay me down, put me out
Call me home, let me know
I’m ready to go
‘Cause I was down, now, I’ve flown
Oh, what’s reality lately?

[Chorus: Jon Bellion]
Remember dreams seemed far away
Was pinching pennies like Lane and Hardaway
Now my beats make feasts for holidays in Greece
And I don’t mean John Travolta
Remember dreams seemed far away
Was pinching pennies like Lane and Hardaway
Now my beats make feasts for holidays in Greece
And I don’t mean John Travolta
And I don’t mean John Travolta, yeah
And I don’t mean John Travolta

[Verse 2: Jon Bellion & Travis Mendes]
Dancing under sunset, in the mountains, just reflecting for the day
(Hey, hey, hey, hey)
I’ve seen this in my head a million times
But to see it come to life is just insane (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
Champagne and orange juice
Mimosas were Pulp Fiction in the way (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
That all can get confusing, it’s amusing, but tonight (Celebrate)

[Pre-Chorus: Jon Bellion]
Lay me down, put me out
Call me home, let me know
I’m ready to go
‘Cause I was down, now, I’ve flown
Oh, what’s reality lately? (Oh)

[Chorus: Jon Bellion]
Remember dreams seemed far away
Was pinching pennies like Lane and Hardaway
Now my beats make feasts for holidays in Greece
And I don’t mean John Travolta
Remember dreams seemed far away
Was pinching pennies like Lane and Hardaway
Now my beats make feasts for holidays in Greece
And I don’t mean John Travolta

[Bridge: Jon Bellion]
Put me out
Call me home, let me know
I’m ready to go
‘Cause I was down, now, I’ve flown
Oh, what’s reality lately? (Oh)

[Chorus: Jon Bellion]
Remember dreams seemed far away
Was pinching pennies like Lane and Hardaway
Now my beats make feasts for holidays in Greece
And I don’t mean John Travolta
Remember dreams seemed far away
Was pinching pennies like Lane and Hardaway
Now my beats make feasts for holidays in Greece
And I don’t mean John Travolta

[Outro: Jon Bellion]
Far away, Hardaway
Holiday, don’t mean John Travolta
Far away, Hardaway
Holiday, don’t mean John Travolta
Lay me down, put me out
Call me home
(Holiday, don’t mean John Travolta)
(Don’t mean John Travolta)
Call me home
I’m ready to go

Usher – She Ain’t Tell Ya lyrics

Every story got more than one side
Today I’mma tell you my side
I hurt you, you hurt me
Even exchange, listen

She ain’t tell ya I let her push the ‘rari
She ain’t tell ya I never told her sorry
She ain’t tell ya she let me hit her partners
She ain’t tell ya I paid for her body yeah
She ain’t tell ya I let her push the ‘rari
She ain’t tell ya I never told her sorry no
She ain’t tell ya she let me hit her partners
No, she ain’t tell ya I paid for that body no

She ain’t tell ya that money spread it out like carpet
She ain’t tell ya I had her leaking like a faucet
She ever tell you, she ain’t have no love for papi
She ain’t tell you I gotta keep that cash on me (yuh)
She ain’t tell you I gotta keep the bag on me
She ain’t tell you I boost her self-esteem did she?
No she didn’t tell you she’d rather play on my team, did she?
I know she told you things she didn’t mean, did she?
She ain’t tell you she seen three million dollars in jewelry
She ain’t tell you the truth or did she cause I’m curious
She ain’t tell you that check did increase my endurance
She ain’t tell you materialistic girls attract me
She ain’t tell you every time she leave, she coming back for me
She ain’t tell you I got that Bentley truck and cashed down
She ain’t tell you these plush seats feel like a couch
She ain’t tell you I paid off her mama house
And I know my love leave a stain without a doubt
She ain’t gon’ tell you how I came through and put it down
She ain’t gon’ tell you how we like to club up with all these bottles
She ain’t gon’ tell you how I came through last night with sixty models
And I can’t tell you ’bout no issues or no problems
And she ain’t tell you how I flaunt her up in karats
I promise on my soul I’m never gon’ be average
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah (she ain’t tell you that shit though)
She ain’t tell you I’m in her veins like IV
She ain’t tell you we just came back from Greece
She ain’t tell you that my bank account increased
She didn’t tell you was the middle of the week then
We woke up on Wednesday and took a spree
She ain’t tell you she was motivating me
She ain’t tell you her designer bag came from me
She ain’t tell you her legs stretched out in Lamborghini seats (no)
If I ain’t laying next to her then she can’t even sleep
When she pull up she be tryna stay with me for weeks
Call me the general, you know I play for keeps
She ain’t tell you I sting like Muhammad Ali

She ain’t tell ya I let her push the ‘rari
She ain’t tell ya I never told her sorry no
She ain’t tell ya she let me hit her partners no
She ain’t tell ya I paid for her body yeah
She ain’t tell ya I let her push the ‘rari
She ain’t tell ya I never told her sorry
She ain’t tell ya she let me hit her partners
She ain’t say I paid for her body no
Oh nah, she said, he said
Fuck what they said, no, no

Don’t be bitter, just be better
If I hurt you and you hurt me
How you paint yourself as unlucky?

Dan Auerbach – Keep It Hid

Lock the door and close the blinds
They’re comin’ for me girl and I ain’t got time
If they ask you, darlin’, oh about what I did
Baby, you’ve gotta keep it hid

I’m headin’ south, and I can’t say where
But I’ll phone you baby soon as I get there
They’re not gonna seal my coffin lid
‘Cause you’re gonna keep it hid

[Bridge]
Well Big Sue knew but she don’t no more
If you know what I mean
They’ll never find what they’re looking for
‘Cause you’re my tight-lipped queen

I’ll buy you a dress, a nice handmade piece
And send your Mom on a vacation to Greece
If you’re an auction, oh I’m the highest bid
Oh baby, ’cause you’re gonna keep it hid

Joell Ortiz – Talk Dat Lyrics

Yaaaaooowaaaa!!

[Joell] I’m hearin’ New York back
[FTG] Yea, they say New York back?
[Joell] Ya I’m hearin’ that talk
[FTG] Ight Joell talk dat

[Joell] Black Polo tee 40 tucked where the horse at
If you was in my shoes you take ’em off where I walk at
{FTG] Caught dat? Tell ya wife to call a coroner
US citizen we still put four in her
[Joell] I just put more in the floor of my new corridor
Move birds fast hurry cane like Florida
[FTG] We still at the border the Trump wall wasn’t sent
Still movin’ clean water ta stamp safe for Flint
Shorty on me now but the scale is lit
Ironic how I get these buns afta I sell a bit
[Joell] They hella sick, I drive a whip you should neva tint
The R8 doors move on up like the Jeffersons
I know that gutta make ya chest wheezy
[FTG] If I knew what I knew now Joe I’d a did ’em greasy
[Joell] Hold up, ain’t ? like a ?wave grease?
[FTG] Yea these bums fry food in the same grease
[Joell] I just left Santorini we don’t do the same Greece
Y’all just sit around playin’ I be on plane seats

[FTG] New York rap
[Joell] Word, this New York rap?
[FTG] Yea I’m hearin’ that talk
[Joell] Ight Gordo talk dat

[FTG] Think I’m just bars leave you all wet?
I make it rain on stage like ? and ?
[Joell] Who’s the whip in that? Should I call Flex?
I deserve a new muscle car, I’ma hardcore vet

King Blues – We Are Fucking Angry Lyrics

KING BLUES
We Are Fucking Angry Lyrics

Just a glimpse of the future we’re buying
Behind them hands are you laughing or crying?
You fall apart when we ain’t complying
And we ain’t gonna take this no more
In the fog vampire blood suckers
Fight them off by flinging nunchuckas
You can’t stop us, up for the ruckus
And we ain’t gonna take this no more

Cut the bankers, cut the MP’s
Cut the rich and the riot police
Cut the state and cut the war
But they cut the poor

We are fighting back and we are f**king angry

Hang the judge and kill the jury
Come alive and use your fury
The future will write the history
And we ain’t gonna take this no more
Vote of faith and we get what we ask for
This is class war, this is class war
It’s what we wear our hoods and our masks for
And we ain’t gonna take this no more

Cut the bankers, cut the MP’s
Cut the rich and the riot police
Cut the state and cut the war
But they cut the poor

We are fighting back and we are f**king angry

If you cover your ears when we vote or come in peace
Then you give us no choice but to tear down these streets
Students, workers and unemployed unite and rise out of the slum
France, Spain, Greece we’re joining you finally our time has come

We are fighting back and we are f**king angry

Blur – Girls And Boys

Street’s like a jungle
So call the police
Following the herd
Down to Greece
On holiday
Love in the nineties
Is paranoid
On sunny beaches
Take your chances
Looking for

Girls who are boys
Who like boys to be girls
Who do boys like they’re girls
Who do girls like they’re boys
Always should be someone you really love

Girls who are boys
Who like boys to be girls
Who do boys like they’re girls
Who do girls like they’re boys
Always should be someone you really love

Avoiding all work
Because there’s none available
Like battery thinkers
Count your thoughts
On one-two-three-four-five fingers
Nothing is wasted
Only reproduced
You get nasty blisters
Du bist sehr schan
But we haven’t been introduced

Girls who are boys
Who like boys to be girls
Who do boys like they’re girls
Who do girls like they’re boys
Always should be someone you really love

Girls who are boys
Who like boys to be girls
Who do boys like they’re girls
Who do girls like they’re boys
Always should be someone you really love

Looking for girls who are boys
Who like boys to be girls
Who do boys like they’re girls
Who do girls like they’re boys
Always should be someone you really love

Girls who are boys
Who like boys to be girls
Who do boys like they’re girls
Who do girls like they’re boys
Always should be someone you really love

Girls who are boys
Who like boys to be girls
Who do boys like they’re girls
Who do girls like they’re boys
Always should be someone you really love

Girls who are boys
Who like boys to be girls
Who do boys like they’re girls
Who do girls like they’re boys

Horrible Histories – Flame lyrics

[Verse 1]
Greeks:
In 776BC Olympics were begun
Greece was the only country, so naturally we won
Cheats built bronzes of God Zeus were we honest winners
The answer’s no we had more statues than you’ve had hot dinners
Our games meant truce was called in war a peace every 4 years
But wrestling was so violent that bouts could end in tears
No girls allowed to watch or run that might sound rude
But makes sense when I tell you we competed nude

[Chorus]
FLAME
It’s gonna burn forever
Love for Olympic heroes
FLAME
We’d like one next however
Sadly it’s Emperor Nero
Hey watch it you two, alright

[Verse 2]
Emperor Nero:
I went from Rome to Greece so I could play them at their games
In 67AD you know I won Olympic fame
Told them to include a contest based on poetry
Not much good for sportsmen no, but brilliant for me
Crashed my racing chariot but still awarded gold
Hey my Olympics my rules
To argue would be bold
I won every medal that was up for grabs
The crowd loved it well they had to or I would have had them stabbed, OK?

[Chorus]
Greeks:
FLAME

Nero:
Olympic champion that’s me
My games were emperors own round

Greeks:
FLAME

Nero:
Think I was bad in 393
Christian Rome had them banned

[Hook]
all:
It’s over, it’s over, it’s over, it’s over, it’s over, it’s over

Nero:

SHAME

[Verse 3]
Baron de Coubertin:
WAIT not so fast

I’m Baron de Coubertin, a famous French historian
I read of the Olympic Games thought I should try restoring them
They’d be just like the old days I said but did propose
That unlike Greeks Victorians should do them wearing clothes
In 1896 we launched the games in dear old Greece
Hoped it would make men more morale as well as less obese
We built a stadium so we could start to play
Games of the modern Olympics which we still have today

[Chorus]
All:
FLAME

Baron de Coubertin:
I’m on my personal glory
But no-one remembers my name

All:
FLAME

Baron de Coubertin:
So here to finish our story
A man who has gold plated fame

[Verse 4]
Jesse Owens:
I’m Jesse Owens fastest man in 1936
I took home 4 gold medals yeah, but that’s just the basics
What you should know about the fact I was victorious
Is, it made Herr Hitler mad ha it made him furious
Hitler said Berlin should be the games Germanic base
So he could show the world Aryans were the master race
I won in 4 events he had to back pedal
His evil theory destroyed with every medal

[Chorus]
All:
FLAME
It’s gonna burn forever
Olympics are never in doubt
FLAME
A fire of sporting endeavour
You realise it’s actually gone out
Olympic, Olympic
FLAME