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Thursday, August 12, 2010

Extra Executives - Lyrics - Jane Siberry

Title: Extra Executives
Artist: Jane Siberry
Composer(s): Jane Siberry, John Switzer

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Lyric:
Blowing kisses off his face
Like flies, like little flies
Blowing like a grouper fish
Floating through the reefs

His card says executive
But it mumbles just a salesman
He's not sure just who you are
But you might be a good connection

Extra executives with a general desire
Extra executives with a general desire
General desire, general desire
He took a course in sales
He's never been the same

A certain way to do things
Respect for expectations
His bank gets a promotion
But his brain gets a vacation

He's looking over your shoulder
At the party for a person
Who will change his life
Reward him somehow
Hey, I'm talking to you

Extra executives with a general desire
Extra executives with a general desire
General desire, general desire
He took a course in sales
He's never been the same

One time

Everything's an exercise
For the extra executive
He's not sure just who you are
But you might be a good connection

Blowing kisses off his face
Like flies, like little flies
Blowing like a grouper fish
Floating through the reefs

Waiting for that special deal in the sky
That he never has to trade in

The telephone call that never comes
The letter's not in the letter box
The handshake that will close the deal
The telegram that will change his life

Extra executives with a general desire
Extra executives with a general desire
General desire, general desire
He took a course in sales
He's never been the same

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Thursday, August 5, 2010

Move Somethin' - Lyrics - Talib Kweli

Title: Move Somethin'
Artist: Talib Kweli
Composer(s): Talib Kweli Greene, Jerry Williams, Tony Cottrell

Lyric:
C'mon c'mon ya ya ya ya ya
Get 'em up, get 'em up what
Get 'em up, get 'em up what
Get 'em up, get 'em up what
Yo, yo, yo

What's with the melodrama?
Fella's wanna hover in my cypher like a helicopter
Like it's a special honor
The stealth bomba, gem droppa
Make the ghetto holla, intercontinental
Takin you high like sky divers
When we spark with live wires
Original, cavemen quest for my fire
Express my desire to drop this new shit
These record executives keep tellin me y'all stupid
Now if they right, Shut The Fuck Up
Revolutionaries throw your guns up
Whether you a bourgeois broad who actin stuck up
Or some ignorant thug motherfucker shootin the club up
We gonna make y'all feel this, break y'all spirit
If y'all fake that realness, word we bringin it
Ringin it in from the new millenuim to way after that
I call these cats Reynolds 'cause they plastic wrap

Kill all the yappin lets make it happen
You cats ain't real, you just a re-enactment
Better yet, dramatization
Soon as the director say action you start fakin
I start breakin
The whole joint start shakin
This ain't the time or place for you to prove something
Cut the stargazin' yo, move somethin'

Move Somethin' (move somthin)
Move Somethin' (move somthin)
Move Somethin' (move somthin)
Move Somethin' (move somthin)

Word alright bring it back to the top
To be continued
Lets see what's next up on the menu run up in you
Lyrics that be fuckin with you
In the mental, pick any mental - instru, funda, detri
Extra Extra large like the borough of brooklyn the residential
Exi-stential-ist specialist
Like Sly Stone wit my poem and fly song
Ride along with cats who live great and die strong, word
We gonna rock till nothin else matters
Y'all catch bodies, we catch excellent cadavers
Your next of kin an' shatter stories splattered in the tabloids
Erase your trace like your cotton mouth and we pepperment altoids
Step in the high reppin the spot called flatbush
Whether rappers or actors you still feel the gat bust
The abstract then becomes the reality
Alcoholics like to call it the moment of clarity

Kill all the yappin lets make it happen
You cats ain't real, you just a re-enactment
Better yet, dramatization
Soon as the director say action you start fakin
I start breakin
The whole joint start shakin
This ain't the time or place for you to prove something
Cut the stargazin' yo, move somethin'

Move Somethin' (move somthin)
Move Somethin' (move somthin)
Move Somethin' (move somthin)
Move Somethin' (move somthin)

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