Lyrics:
your arms.
Show me your hips.
Right, center,
left, center,
right, center,
left, center!
Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle
your hips.
Show me your legs.
grab your stick, your helmet and your pads
Scrimmage through the season of oppression
It's time to take it back
Now we're in the playoffs
Center, left
To the right, center left is best
Got me thinking, the center left, is farther left
Than I imagined, like leftfield house
But out of leftfield, got me guessing,
boy you've gone and done it now
your stuck down the center, in left of the middle
all those jokes and silly games
you've wasted so much time.
boy you've
Boy you've gone and done it now
Your stuck down the center, in left of the middle
All those jokes and silly games
You've wasted so much time.
Boy
and beyond
I don't need your sympathy
All I need is hope
It's preying on my sanity
The tight end of the rope
Come whatever
Left right and center
Stormy
Are you going to be
A saint on that shore
Are the center left far behind?
Don't you think of your soul
And want to be saved
Don't you want to go
Boy, you've gone and done it now
Your stuck down the center, in left of the middle
All those jokes and silly games
You've wasted so much time
Boy, you've
best, an put dem to di test
rotate dem pon de right middle center to left
guns an roses dem request, wi put dem to di test
some man a punk, dat is what
We like driving on a Saturday night,
Past the Leisure Center, left at the lights.
We don't look for trouble,
But if it comes we don't run.
Lil Willie ain't got the time
To figure all the how's & why's
Lil Willie hangs on
I little left center of a little left right
And I'm travelling far
a name?
Far left, far right, center
It's power they crave
The politics of Apartheid
The politics of shame
The cold abuse of human rights
Of torture
Are you going to be
A saint on that shore
Are the center left far behind?
Don't you think of your soul
And want to be saved
Don't you want to go
live together ever oh
Love me left and right and center
Love me, left and right and center
Nobody go put assunder ooh eeh my baby
Baby, baby baby mooh
fears
Down to the Gulag
For one last fucking try
Left center right
The boys need me to win this fight
Right center left
Will I fuck up and take a bullet
Are you going to be
A saint on that shore
Are the center left far behind?
Don't you think of your soul
And want to be saved
Don't you want to go
battement, kick!
Grand battement, kick!
Put on your helmet.
Open your legs.
Go to the right.
Center!
Go to the left.
Center!
Go to the right.
Center!
Go
to the right.
Center!
Go to the left.
Center!
One more time!
Go to the right.
Center!
Go to the left.
Center!
Were going on a rocket bus.
Were going to the moon.
And makin' it right (oh woah)
Runnin' against the time
Rubbin' against your thigh, yeah
Hittin' it all the way through the night
Blowin' her back out, center
I’m so alone
This ain’t no joke
I been cutting people out left, center, right
There ain’t no hope
Y’all can fall quick
There ain’t no rope
I don’t
What has happened since
All my eyes looked in the screen?
Left of center
Left of anything
Breaths in night
I twist for moments that we walled away
So
Front in center to the left
Take one puff hit a nigga in his chest
I say I’m riding in a black whip
With a bad bitch
Pocket full of money nigga I don’t
back to center
A message left in stone
Tiny ripples turn monumental
Until it's broken every bone
You let it bleed so you won't feel alone
You let it
Sweet Southern Harmony
Times they are a changing
Some places for the better
We all could probably use some grace
And help getting back to center
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