Lyrics:
I got this little kitty about 2 months back
He was the nicest little kitty, now a pain in my crack
This little kitty is a ninja, always stalking my feet
This little kitty is a warrior you know what I mean
He's an evil little kitty look what he did to my hand
Tries to get in trouble in any way that he can
I could give this cat a toy, but he'd rather have the wrapper
And I will always give him water, but he still drinks from the crapper
You could lock him in a closet and he just won't care
Kitty chews on my shoes and he licks my hair
Always scratching on my favorite chair and jumping on the couch
Playing in the window sills and tearing through the house
He's so full of energy and easily amused
Kitty will attack anything that moves
Causing trouble, starting battles just so he could be a little part of
He's a meanest little kitty so we named him Sparta
Hey little Sparta what is with all the fight
little bitty kitty wanna bite bite bite
Hey little Sparta what is with all the fight
little bitty kitty wanna bite bite bite
Hey little Sparta what is with all the fight
little bitty kitty wanna bite bite bite
Hey little Sparta what is with all the fight
little bitty kitty wanna bite
Where'd you go
Are you stalking me?
Are you under the couch, quite possibly
Ears laid back so you don't get caught
Ready to pounce my leg with everything that you got
I know you're probably watching me from across the room
Concentrating contemplating on attacking me soon
You're not invisible kitty, I'm gonna find you first
Come out come out before I make things worse
I've seen where you hide and I know where you've been
Hey kitty why don't you give in
Even if you try to sneak up on me, I'm prepared
Cause I've got my safety gear on and I'm not scared
I think I hear a kitty cat under the bed
I know your making noises just to mess with my head
You can stalk me all you want, but I'm not your pray
cause you always seem to find me first, but not today
Hey little Sparta what is with all the fight
little bitty kitty wanna bite bite bite
Hey little Sparta what is with all the fight
little bitty kitty wanna bite bite bite
Hey little Sparta what is with all the fight
little bitty kitty wanna bite bite bite
Hey little Sparta what is with all the fight
Come on out, I'm gonna get you now
I've got 'em cornered
And now he's mine
He's not gonna get away this time
I'll snatch him up fast before he can blink and then...
Aw man! He's asleep in the sink
What is with this cat? I'm confused
He's got a bed, but it's never been used
In every waking moment, kitty's out for the fight
Then [fart] next minute kitty's out like a light
How could I let this creature live inside of my home
I gotta keep an eye on him when I'm on the phone
I'm a little afraid to leave this cat all alone
This kitty may destroy everything that I own
Look at him now, I kinda feel bad
He's the best little cat that I've had
And the one big thing I forgot to mention, was that
He wasn't fighting, he just wanted attention
Hey little Sparta what is with all the fight
little bitty kitty wanna bite bite bite
Hey little Sparta what is with all the fight
little bitty kitty wanna bite bite bite
Hey little Sparta what is with all the fight
little bitty kitty wanna bite bite bite
Hey little Sparta what is with all the fight
showing love, that's all this kitty does
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Music / Lyrics / Directed / Filmed / Edited by:
Cory "Mr. Safety" Williams
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Saturday, November 30, 2013
Charlie Brown
Lyrics:
Fe-fe, fi-fi, fo-fo, fum
I smell smoke in the auditorium
Charlie Brown, Charlie Brown
He's a clown, that Charlie Brown
He's gonna get caught
Just you wait and see
(Why's everybody always pickin' on me)
That's him on his knees
I know that's him
Yeah, from 7 come 11
Down in the boys' gym
Charlie Brown, Charlie Brown
He's a clown, that Charlie Brown
He's gonna get caught
Just you wait and see
(Why's everybody always pickin' on me)
Who's always writing on the wall
Who's always goofing in the hall
Who's always throwing spit balls
Guess who (who, me) yeah, you
Who walks in the classroom, cool and slow
Who calls the English teacher, Daddy-O
Charlie Brown, Charlie Brown
He's a clown, that Charlie Brown
He's gonna get caught
Just you wait and see
(Why's everybody always pickin' on me)
[Instrumental Interlude]
Who walks in the classroom, cool and slow
Who calls the English teacher, Daddy-O
Charlie Brown, Charlie Brown
He's a clown, that Charlie Brown
He's gonna get caught
Just you wait and see
(Why's everybody always pickin' on me)
Artist: THE COASTERS
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About This Song: Like most Coaster's songs, this was written by the songwriting team of Leiber And Stoller. They wrote hits for many artists, including Elvis Presley, The Drifters, and Ben E. King. The songs they wrote for The Coasters were usually more comical.
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Fe-fe, fi-fi, fo-fo, fum
I smell smoke in the auditorium
Charlie Brown, Charlie Brown
He's a clown, that Charlie Brown
He's gonna get caught
Just you wait and see
(Why's everybody always pickin' on me)
That's him on his knees
I know that's him
Yeah, from 7 come 11
Down in the boys' gym
Charlie Brown, Charlie Brown
He's a clown, that Charlie Brown
He's gonna get caught
Just you wait and see
(Why's everybody always pickin' on me)
Who's always writing on the wall
Who's always goofing in the hall
Who's always throwing spit balls
Guess who (who, me) yeah, you
Who walks in the classroom, cool and slow
Who calls the English teacher, Daddy-O
Charlie Brown, Charlie Brown
He's a clown, that Charlie Brown
He's gonna get caught
Just you wait and see
(Why's everybody always pickin' on me)
[Instrumental Interlude]
Who walks in the classroom, cool and slow
Who calls the English teacher, Daddy-O
Charlie Brown, Charlie Brown
He's a clown, that Charlie Brown
He's gonna get caught
Just you wait and see
(Why's everybody always pickin' on me)
Artist: THE COASTERS
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About This Song: Like most Coaster's songs, this was written by the songwriting team of Leiber And Stoller. They wrote hits for many artists, including Elvis Presley, The Drifters, and Ben E. King. The songs they wrote for The Coasters were usually more comical.
Leiber
and Stoller made up the story of Charlie Brown, a kid who is always
getting in trouble and wonders why everyone's always picking on him. It
has nothing to do with the character in The Peanuts comic strip.
(thanks, Edward Pearce - Ashford, Kent, England, for above 2)
Jerry
Leiber, of Leiber and Stoller fame, reports that the phrase "He's a
clown, that Charlie Brown" occurred to him after a long creative dry
spell. Their previous Coasters hit was "Yakety Yak,"
which almost wrote itself when Mike Stoller was fooling around on the
piano and Leiber yelled from the kitchen, "Take out the papers and the
trash!"
For "Charlie Brown," Mike Stoller already had a melody written, to which the lyrics were fitted.
n the book Hound Dog: The Leiber & Stoller Autobiography,
Mike Stoller tells of the fascinating character that was Cornell
Gunter: "...you wouldn't exactly call Cornell macho. The minute he
opened his mouth, you knew he was gay. He had a queenly elocution and,
in fact, did a dead-on imitation of the Queen of the Blues, Dinah
Washington, too." You can hear this slight lisp in the line "Why is
everybody always picking on me?" In spite of this, he had an 18-inch
neck, considerable strength, and once threw an assailant over a pickup
truck!
This song was also played and referenced in the Robin Williams film Jack,
including a parody of the tagline when Bill Cosby (playing Jack's
teacher) exclaims "Why is everybody always falling on me?" after their
tree house crashes to the ground.
The
BBC banned this song because of the bad behavior Charlie Brown
demonstrated, especially throwing spitballs. This ban was soon lifted.
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Thursday, November 28, 2013
Monday, November 11, 2013
Give Me Your Tired, Your Poor (the Statue of Liberty Song)
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Lyrics:
Set to music by Mrs. Barbara Silberg, founder and director of the West Los Angeles Chilren's Choir
Lyrics from the inscription on the Statue of Liberty
Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free;
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore,
Send these, the homeless,
Tempest-tossed to me
I lift my lamp beside the golden door!
Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,
With conquering limbs astride from land to land;
Here at our sea-washed sunset gates shall stand
A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame is the imprisoned lightning,
And her name, Mother of Exiles.
From her beacon-hand glows world-wide welcome;
Her mild eyes command the air-bridged harbor
That twin cities frame.
"Keep, Ancient Lands, your storied pomp!"
Cries she with silent lips.
Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free;
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore,
Send these, the homeless,
Tempest-tossed to me
I lift my lamp beside the golden door!
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Lyrics:
Set to music by Mrs. Barbara Silberg, founder and director of the West Los Angeles Chilren's Choir
Lyrics from the inscription on the Statue of Liberty
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free;
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore,
Send these, the homeless,
Tempest-tossed to me
I lift my lamp beside the golden door!
Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,
With conquering limbs astride from land to land;
Here at our sea-washed sunset gates shall stand
A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame is the imprisoned lightning,
And her name, Mother of Exiles.
From her beacon-hand glows world-wide welcome;
Her mild eyes command the air-bridged harbor
That twin cities frame.
"Keep, Ancient Lands, your storied pomp!"
Cries she with silent lips.
Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free;
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore,
Send these, the homeless,
Tempest-tossed to me
I lift my lamp beside the golden door!
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Taps
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Lyrics:
© Pennsylvania Military College
Day is done, gone the sun,
From the lake, from the hills, from the sky;
All is well, safely rest, God is nigh.
Fading light, dims the sight,
And a star gems the sky, gleaming bright.
From afar, drawing nigh, falls the night.
Thanks and praise, for our days,
'Neath the sun, 'neath the stars, neath the sky;
As we go, this we know, God is nigh.
Sun has set, shadows come,
Time has fled, Scouts must go to their beds
Always true to the promise that they made.
While the light fades from sight,
And the stars gleaming rays softly send,
To thy hands we our souls, Lord, commend.
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Lyrics:
© Pennsylvania Military College
From the lake, from the hills, from the sky;
All is well, safely rest, God is nigh.
Fading light, dims the sight,
And a star gems the sky, gleaming bright.
From afar, drawing nigh, falls the night.
Thanks and praise, for our days,
'Neath the sun, 'neath the stars, neath the sky;
As we go, this we know, God is nigh.
Sun has set, shadows come,
Time has fled, Scouts must go to their beds
Always true to the promise that they made.
While the light fades from sight,
And the stars gleaming rays softly send,
To thy hands we our souls, Lord, commend.
Source: Youtube
This Land is Your Land
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Lyrics:
Chorus:
This land is your land, this land is my land
From California, to the New York Island
From the redwood forest, to the gulf stream waters
This land was made for you and me
As I was walking a ribbon of highway
I saw above me an endless skyway
I saw below me a golden valley
This land was made for you and me
Chorus
I've roamed and rambled and I've followed my footsteps
To the sparkling sands of her diamond deserts
And all around me a voice was sounding
This land was made for you and me
Chorus
The sun comes shining as I was strolling
The wheat fields waving and the dust clouds rolling
The fog was lifting a voice come chanting
This land was made for you and me
Chorus
As I was walkin' - I saw a sign there
And that sign said - no tress passin'
But on the other side .... it didn't say nothin!
Now that side was made for you and me!
Chorus
In the squares of the city - In the shadow of the steeple
Near the relief office - I see my people
And some are grumblin' and some are wonderin'
If this land's still made for you and me.
Chorus (2x)
words and music by Woody Guthrie
©1956 (renewed 1984), 1958 (renewed 1986) and 1970 TRO-Ludlow Music, Inc. (BMI)
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Lyrics:
Chorus:
This land is your land, this land is my land
From California, to the New York Island
From the redwood forest, to the gulf stream waters
This land was made for you and me
As I was walking a ribbon of highway
I saw above me an endless skyway
I saw below me a golden valley
This land was made for you and me
Chorus
I've roamed and rambled and I've followed my footsteps
To the sparkling sands of her diamond deserts
And all around me a voice was sounding
This land was made for you and me
Chorus
The sun comes shining as I was strolling
The wheat fields waving and the dust clouds rolling
The fog was lifting a voice come chanting
This land was made for you and me
Chorus
As I was walkin' - I saw a sign there
And that sign said - no tress passin'
But on the other side .... it didn't say nothin!
Now that side was made for you and me!
Chorus
In the squares of the city - In the shadow of the steeple
Near the relief office - I see my people
And some are grumblin' and some are wonderin'
If this land's still made for you and me.
Chorus (2x)
words and music by Woody Guthrie
©1956 (renewed 1984), 1958 (renewed 1986) and 1970 TRO-Ludlow Music, Inc. (BMI)
Source: Youtube
Pick A Bale Of Cotton
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Lyrics:
We’re gonna jump down turn around
pick a bale of cotton,
jump down turn around pick a bale a day.
Jump down turn around
pick a bale of cotton,
jump down turn around pick a bale a day.
I’m gonna get on my knees and
pick a bale of cotton,
get on my knees and pick a bale a day.
Get on my knees and
pick a bale of cotton,
get on my knees and pick a bale a day.
I’m gonna jump jump down and
pick a bale of cotton,
Jump jump down and pick a bale a day.
jump jump down and
pick a bale of cotton,
Jump jump down and pick a bale a day.
We’re gonna pick, pick, pick, pick,
pick a bale of cotton,
pick, pick, pick, pick, pick a bale a day.
Pick, pick, pick, pick,
pick a bale of cotton,
pick, pick, pick, pick, pick a bale a day.
We’re gonna jump down turn around
pick a bale of cotton,
jump down turn around pick a bale a day.
Jump down turn around
pick a bale of cotton,
jump down turn around pick a bale a day.
We’re gonna jump down turn around
pick a bale of cotton,
jump down turn around pick a bale a day.
We’re gonna jump down turn around
pick a bale of cotton,
jump down turn around pick a bale a day.
Jump down turn around
pick a bale of cotton,
jump down turn around pick a bale a day.
Well, me and my papy gonna
pick a bale of cotton,
me and my papy gonna pick a bale a day.
Me and my papy gonna
pick a bale of cotton,
me and my papy gonna pick a bale a day.
Hey, Lordie pick a bale of cotton,
hey, Lordie pick a bale a day.
Hey, Lordie pick a bale of cotton,
hey, Lordie pick a bale a day.
A little bit of speed.
Hey, Lordie pick a bale of cotton,
hey, Lordie pick a bale a day.
Hey, Lordie pick a bale of cotton,
hey, Lordie pick a bale a day.
And more speed.
Hey, Lordie pick a bale of cotton,
hey, Lordie pick a bale a day.
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hey, Lordie pick a bale a day.
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hey, Lordie pick a bale a day.
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hey, Lordie pick a bale a day.
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hey, Lordie pick a bale a day.
Hey, Lordie pick a bale of cotton,
hey, Lordie pick a bale a day.
Hey, Lordie pick a bale of cotton,
hey, Lordie pick a bale a day.
Hey, Lordie pick a bale of cotton,
hey, Lordie pick a bale a day.
Hey, Lordie pick a bale of cotton,
hey, Lordie pick a bale a day.
Hey, Lordie pick a bale of cotton,
hey, Lordie pick a bale a day.
Source: elyrics.net
Lyrics:
We’re gonna jump down turn around
pick a bale of cotton,
jump down turn around pick a bale a day.
Jump down turn around
pick a bale of cotton,
jump down turn around pick a bale a day.
I’m gonna get on my knees and
pick a bale of cotton,
get on my knees and pick a bale a day.
Get on my knees and
pick a bale of cotton,
get on my knees and pick a bale a day.
I’m gonna jump jump down and
pick a bale of cotton,
Jump jump down and pick a bale a day.
jump jump down and
pick a bale of cotton,
Jump jump down and pick a bale a day.
We’re gonna pick, pick, pick, pick,
pick a bale of cotton,
pick, pick, pick, pick, pick a bale a day.
Pick, pick, pick, pick,
pick a bale of cotton,
pick, pick, pick, pick, pick a bale a day.
We’re gonna jump down turn around
pick a bale of cotton,
jump down turn around pick a bale a day.
Jump down turn around
pick a bale of cotton,
jump down turn around pick a bale a day.
We’re gonna jump down turn around
pick a bale of cotton,
jump down turn around pick a bale a day.
We’re gonna jump down turn around
pick a bale of cotton,
jump down turn around pick a bale a day.
Jump down turn around
pick a bale of cotton,
jump down turn around pick a bale a day.
Well, me and my papy gonna
pick a bale of cotton,
me and my papy gonna pick a bale a day.
Me and my papy gonna
pick a bale of cotton,
me and my papy gonna pick a bale a day.
Hey, Lordie pick a bale of cotton,
hey, Lordie pick a bale a day.
Hey, Lordie pick a bale of cotton,
hey, Lordie pick a bale a day.
A little bit of speed.
Hey, Lordie pick a bale of cotton,
hey, Lordie pick a bale a day.
Hey, Lordie pick a bale of cotton,
hey, Lordie pick a bale a day.
And more speed.
Hey, Lordie pick a bale of cotton,
hey, Lordie pick a bale a day.
Hey, Lordie pick a bale of cotton,
hey, Lordie pick a bale a day.
Hey, Lordie pick a bale of cotton,
hey, Lordie pick a bale a day.
Hey, Lordie pick a bale of cotton,
hey, Lordie pick a bale a day.
Hey, Lordie pick a bale of cotton,
hey, Lordie pick a bale a day.
Hey, Lordie pick a bale of cotton,
hey, Lordie pick a bale a day.
Hey, Lordie pick a bale of cotton,
hey, Lordie pick a bale a day.
Hey, Lordie pick a bale of cotton,
hey, Lordie pick a bale a day.
Hey, Lordie pick a bale of cotton,
hey, Lordie pick a bale a day.
Hey, Lordie pick a bale of cotton,
hey, Lordie pick a bale a day.
Source: elyrics.net
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