Lyrics:
Chapman
RIGHT HEAD : Michael Palin
OLD MAN : Terry Gilliam
HEAD KNIGHT OF NEE : Michael Palin
FATHER : Michael Palin
PRINCE HERBERT : Terry Jones
GUARD #1 :
it's '88
Time to set it straight, y'know what I'm saying?
And ain't no half stepping
Word, I'm ready
Rappers stepping to me, they want to get some
why and yea I ll listen closer
I ll break out my wings and set the height right
I ll set the fire up to heat the whole night
I ll show you how I do it
is all right
So we gonna walk
Through the roads of creation
We the generation
Tread through great tribulation
In this exodus
Good god almighty
it's '88
Time to set it straight, y'know what I'm saying?
And ain't no half stepping
Word, I'm ready
Rappers stepping to me, they want to get some
half step
No half stepping
No half stepping
No half stepping
Ion want nothing else
But to be stamped in stone
Right here with music
How i set my tone
got the persistence
Tying my shoes coz I'm going the distance
Yo listen, open your ears
Half a year since I've cried some tears
Half a year till I
you all haters
Open your dome before that long scope
Put your face in the stars like Carl Sagan
Walking around cross faded giving you
Those raw hay
on 'em
Dope money with a band on it
Half gold, we got a hand on it
D-boys still ball the same
Just gotta little bit of glam on it
Yah
I got flames
and emptied
Up into the candy dispenser
Then minutes later after eating them, m&m
Had got indigestion then he went and set in
To the bathroom and snatched down
All Night
Yeah
No Justice, No Peace
If only half of us are free
Yeah, I can imagine it still,
Half of us are free the other half are concealed
HOOCH:
Los ticka toe rest. Might likea sender doe ree. Your make a doll a ray day sender bright like a penelty.
Exi-tease my ray day member half
booty set up like Toccarra
Hit me on my penitentiary cell phone
Flexing with some Mark Jacobs shades on
Tank got half a liter get me in my zone
See, this is the fuckin' shit I be talkin' about
Half rappin' ass mothafuckers
You think it's a game? You think it's a fuckin' game? (Come on)
Uh,
See, this is the fuckin' shit I be talkin' about
Half rappin' ass mothafuckers
You think it's a game? You think it's a fuckin' game? (Come on)
Uh,
like a king for one night
Set you up on a lick and rob you blind
With her, there's no losing
Half Jamaican, the other half Cuban
Mami's dangerous,
have the right to be
So mad at me? I don't think so
I know you're soul
I know you're so tired
She come up, I just lie
Half the time, half the time
Lost
burned his
Fucking guitar onstage right?
Freddie Mercury just had the half mike stand
In his hand in the fucking stadium prince was
Just on the mountain in
twice treat ya lady right
Might ride for the team
If she stay the night
Open up your mind
Open open up your mind
We gon' get it live
We gon' we gon' get
Lost in circuit's and screens
And imperfect machines
I course through the wires
And optical fibres wait for an outsider
To come set me free
So maybe
only trying to do what's right
They're just jealous
That's what they don't tell us
As they bask in our reflective light, yeah
Half of the world is trying
I'm set down
Like the well on goes away!!!!!!
The band now sings new lyrics when they play this one live, and they seem to be about heroin
Just sit and plot and get the tactics right
Sit back, let the crack set the track alight
Catch flack from cats, not even half as nice
I'll still be
Sonder… Bars
Open up, Open up blossom
I love it when you open up, open up blossom
Open up, Open up blossom
I love it when you open up, open up
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