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Long Line Rider

Bobby Darin

If I Were a Carpenter: The Very Best of Bobby Darin: 1966-1969

1999

'specially not in an election year 
      Outta my way 
      Outta my way. 
      Hey, long line rider, turn away. 

      There's a funny taste in

time in history”

From this top floor view I can see it all
On the precipice, everything in my palm
And all these people walk around like ants
It’s New

to change things
Still on the same shit

History in the making
Election time I'm partaking
Before this country serve me breakfast
You Dey find me
Man, I'm

Digging for a seat on the MIC
Losing my direction, spent time in correction
This year I went Wimbledon, then Wyre less than Epsom
I'm not seeking attention,

mind free Just repeat after me
The election is over
Jo Biden won
He was fairly elected
The campaign was not alien directed
There were no outrageous

Oh me, Oh my, Oh you, I don't know what to do
Hallelujah, the question is peculiar
It's not the status quo, but I'd really like to know
The answer

could see the plot
And claimed that we could not (All right)

Just how blind, America?
Just as Vietnam exploded in
The rice, snap, crackle, and pop
Could

in commotion
Selection no more election
All the staffs no promotion
Abomination Don become tradition

2. Our leaders are fighting corruption
Fulani

grass!
This year’s election, there’s no rent collection
Everyone’s hired, no staff selection
Mail-in the ballots for their inspection
Once I get in, I’ll

the year's past I think we might've missed
Something in our prior sense of things, to see how dire it is
Just look at how they fight against the scientists

The Mayor of Candor Lied

Harry Chapin

On the Road to Kingdom Come

1976

In the little town of Candor in the last year of my youth
I learned the final lesson of the levels to the truth
My father was a farmer he'd go

your music drops for another year
I nod my head in joy laughing at you little boys
Take your lunch money and slap you before I take your toys
I see they

Something in this world I just can't understand
We have to take our heads out of the sand
Some things just don't make sense
Like the election

dey I don't know
The condition me I dey me I know
My condition don reach make I act

If your condition today make you shake
And you still dey not talk

Below that Mason Dixon my residence
Dirty South Confederate
Ay we should hold election's I
Say Bun B for President
He represent them Real Niggas
TX

I see a fish
It doesn't mean that
It makes my dish I a m not a cat
I am not rich
It doesn't mean that No [...]
Sure, you're scottish And you eat your

dey I don't know
The condition me I dey me I know
My condition don reach make I act

If your condition today make you shake
And you still dey not talk

dey I don't know
The condition me I dey me I know
My condition don reach make I act

If your condition today make you shake
And you still dey not talk

For the garbage man election day is still garbage day anyway
Next year in Jerusalem, OK

Your dad was a congressman
My dad was a dumpster-diving

Shake It Baby

LL Cool J

The DEFinition

2004

the odds for years, uh-huh!

[Chorus]

To be or not to be the man, that's the question
Got a vision in my mind, I can see that I'm destined
To lean up

That even after becoming police had to
Dress in a YMCA because white officers didn't
Want to get dressed with niggas

Here we are eighty years later
I

Vote Correctly


See as election don dey near, Omo see na dem dey rush us
my PVC don set, and my thumbs up, I'm ready for the process
I no go sell my

On Nigerians through all legal and peaceful means
Tinubu is not my president, my president is
The one who has his name in the B.I.B.L.E
Nigeria just made the top

wanted to
Say that before the election
And they told me, "Do
Not say that out loud whatever you do
Do not say that" That don’t mean that
I don’t think that