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Slum Village (Slum Village) · Slum Dunk Presents: Funk Carioca (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Slum Dunk Presents: Funk Carioca (Tihuana) · Slum Dog Millionaer (Kurdo) · Lock S**t Down (Chali 2na) · Immortal Concerts: Village Vanguard, Greenwich Village, NY (Sonny Rollins) · Down Down Down (Lollipop) · Lock Up Your Daughters (Motörhead) · Lock the Fox/The Fox and the Hounds (Eddie "Lockjaw" Davis) · Lock 'n Load (Denis Leary) – and 90 other albums »


Would you like to go with me
Down my dead end street
Would you like to come with me
To Village Ghetto Land

See the people lock their doors
While
on the church with the steeple
Down by the village green.
Twas there I met a girl called daisy
And kissed her by the old oak tree.
Although I loved my daisy,
with the steeple
Down by the village Green

'Twas there I met a girl called Daisy
And kissed her by the old oak tree
Although I loved my Daisy, I
something
You can see it, you can see it in his eyes
Sometimes he looks so happy
As he goes strolling by

Oh village idiot, he's complicated
Village
this
Now at dates we talk funny and floss money
Chippie shot that whip down when the day's sunny

Busta Rhymes and Slum Village will make
Down by the Old Mill Stream, 
Where I first met you,
With your eyes of blue, 
Dressed in gingham too,
It was there I knew,  
That you loved me
Little village baby, ain't large enough to be a town
From a little village baby, ain't large enough to be a town
Gotta get away from the city
It's
on the church with the steeple
Down by the village green.
'Twas there I met a girl called daisy
And kissed her by the old oak tree.
Although I loved my daisy,
funny and floss money
Chippie shot that whip down when the day's sunny
Busta Rhymes and Slum Village will make a Pilgrimage
Run Detroit all the way
the little y'all the youth coming up 
Or get stung by the killer bee stinga from the slums 
KnowhatI'msayin son? 
Yo son 
Of the young Shaolin Monks,
down from the tracks
To the grey slate roofs

I watched the village moving
As the day went slowly by
In the field we lay here
Lovers' footsteps
Solemn faced
The village settles down
Undetected by the stars
And the hangman plays the mandolin before he goes to sleep
And the last thing
Solemn faced
The village settles down
Undetected by the stars
And the hangman plays the mandolin before he goes to sleep
And the last thing
Now at dates we talk funny and floss money
Jiffy shot that whip down when the day's sunny
Busta Rhymes and Slum Village will make a pilgrimage
From
pretty girls 
Village and city girls by the quayside 
Bless you, bless you, all of you pretty girls 
Watching and waiting by the sea 

Bless you,
pretty girls 
Village and city girls by the quayside 
Bless you, bless you, all of you pretty girls 
Watching and waiting by the sea 

Bless you,
and down
The crowds rush by, a million faces pass before your eyes

Still it's a lonely town unless there's love
A love that's shining like a harbor
and down
The crowds rush by
A million faces pass before your eyes
Still it's a lonely town
Unless there's love
A love that's shining
Like a harbor
pretty girls 
Village and city girls by the quayside 
Bless you, bless you, all of you pretty girls 
Watching and waiting by the sea 

Bless you,
the little y'all the youth coming up 
Or get stung by the killer bee stinga from the slums 
KnowhatI'msayin son? 
Yo son 
Of the young Shaolin Monks,
said it's time to train
So I climbed aboard my helicopter plane
We flew above the battle ground
A sniper tried to shoot us down
He must have
the sergeant said it's time to train
So I climbed aboard my helicopter plane
We flew above the battle ground
A sniper tried to shoot us down
He must have
I'd like to thank everyone for coming out to "The Minstrel Show" tonight, uh
Especially our guests uh, Elzhi of Slum Village
Don't be afraid, you
Locked down, lock it tight
You better wrap it tight around, you better lock it by midnight
Look down you better hit the ground
You're gonna shake it
Soon the pines will be falling everywhere
Village children always fighting for fair share
And the six-o-nine goes roarin' down the creek
As Parson