Lyrics:
Men were ready, on the move.
Take your powder, take your guns
Report to General Washington
Hurry, men, there's not an hour to lose!
Now, at famous
fire flame oven stove
Low certificate topping to
highier hemisphere
Some fight up
to make us ply on
step up think opposite
the more high
then they
Lights up on Washington Heights, up at the break of day
I wake up and I got this little punk I gotta chase away
Pop the grate at the crack of dawn
Flash A News Bulletin from Washington DC
Where our news correspondence Ed Morow reports
Tonight Sid Cycane has one more stud to add to his leather
School days
Hall pass
The world
Hemispheres
Falling Star
Spaceship far
Matching letters
Report card
Atlantic Ocean
Pacific coast
Antartica
Wilkes
vie ne s'ra pas plus belle à Washington DC (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Mondialisé, j'suis des deux hémisphères
C'est p't-être pour ça que j'me sens si
Lights up on Washington Heights, up at the break of day
I wake up and I got this little punk I gotta chase away
Pop the grate at the crack of dawn
are gay.
chorus:
We're TEN PERCENT in Alabamy we're point 1-0 in Idaho.
From Washington to Indiany, we're TEN PERCENT of the world.
God bless Lou
Lights up on Washington Heights, up at the break of day
I wake up and I got this little punk I gotta chase away
Pop the grate at the crack of dawn,
emerged in the park
Like some patron of Washington Square
For the first time in a long time
Inside everything stood clear
So went out to find me a job
We interrupt this record
To bring you a special bulletin
The reports of a flying saucer
Hovering over the city
Have been confirmed
The flying
ways
(Chorus 2x)
We have arrived at the precipice,
Entire hemisphere seeking out their exodus,
Today’s climate has a certain unpleasantness,
Washington they call me
An' I went
Hadda be the guest
Of the President
He said, "Red, I'm glad to see you,
So glad you come down here
To help me run
With good and evil content for left and right hemispheres
Black and white for a sub-committee panel
Of course, you report Dual Core is dual channel
My
Sent my brother there to do my job
He came back here with evil reports
Saying all they threw was gang signs
We're degenerates within their minds
To the galaxy, and leave your domepiece
In the hemisphere, now you're lost on Jupiter
Your brain revolves around, you get stupider
Tryin to think, where you're
Constellation of Orion
A picture with a past
A future so vast
A mnemonic game
On the arc of a journey
I report
There once were cities
Open academies
Jet pilot for the day
Washed his sins away
Loves to see the Rangers play
His daddy has a job in Washington
Wants to raise a Harvard son
Junior
and the Aggies and the Hamptons
They book us, won't book us, I'm Booker
T. Washington, George killed, for twenty
Think about it (think), that's two thousand
too
I'm on some got Def Jam, shit they owe a nigga too
[Chorus: x 2]
[News report]
We interruped our program to bring you this breaking news
camel
Ha call 911 cuz you cant beat me just one on one
Flex you to death with them Washington's
Then make you run home Jackie Robinson
911 whats your
We interrupt this record
To bring you a special bulletin
The reports of a flying saucer
Hovering over the city
Have been confirmed
The flying
"Let me touch your button"
If you got your tickets to the carnival,
please report to the dance floor right now!
She says when I am Wyclef you
Washington, he never crossed the Delaware
There was no midnight ride for Paul Revere
Ben Franklin never discovered electricity
They were too busy looking for
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