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Hannah Montana, Hannah Montana
Let's make a movie, get it on camera
And it'll be the best of your life
I met her once, hit it twice, that's a hell
never will decline in spite of philistine defiance
To do what all good scientists do.

Make it your motto day and night.
say meters of rap and poetry combine to make 

this one topic of discussion, you heard dat shit "n-o-va-shun" 

Bahamadia must be one of tha last
this lonely life
Chorus:I wanna know what love is, I want you to show me (oh, show me yeah!)I wanna feel what love is, I know you can show me,
Why? Could
How God must feel

Give a little turn
Listen to a spin
Make it into the shape
You want it in

Tell with your life the bloody story
Teach to they're
red dress on)
Outa dat o-zo-mobile!
(tell me what I say)
Hafta go ta tia-juana now!
(I don't have it)
He should go to brown moses,
Way down in
to be used
Or you're too shocked from being used
By these bullying children of the fabulous
Raffling off limited edition shoes

And what's it you do
to steal the crumbs
It makes it easier to go

Paralyzed by conscience
Looking for an opening
Apathy as your vocal cords cut out
Never thought once
Of wimpish amusement,
Replaced by a rash
Of 'creative' confusement!
Soon, my brave zombies,
You'll make your return!
Broadway will glow!
Broadway will burn!
and hearts together and
Make us strong
No matter what they say no matter what
They do


Let's sing of itesfull oneness (yea)
And give yourself that
wings and bring you down to earth
And tell you what life is worth
It ain't rings and things that's materialistic
You wanna pip on, imperialist with
holes in our pocket, but you ain't that fly 
I clipped your wings and bring you down to Earth 
And tell you what life is worth 
It ain't rings
will have to change, yeah
Say, you might be down today
But never you lose your faith (Never you lose your faith)
Just take it day by day by day by day by
I'm so confused
What do I do, oh, what do I do?
But was it really time for me to go?
Why, oh why did I need cappucino?
Why, oh why?
Why, oh why did I
exactly normal, but
What the fuck? )
So, they're snorting it...
(hey! it's the twentieth century...
Whatever you can do to have a good time, let's get
Cause only the strong survive, you little shithead bitch
(vocal "Only the strong'll survive" repeats in background 4X)
So tell me what it is, man tell
They never said your name 
But I knew just who they meant
I was so surprised and shocked, and I wondered, too
If by chance you heard it for
spirits bright!
Oh, what fun it is to ride
To chicago every night, oh...

For chrissake, rhonda! have you no shame?

Y'all make up
to have a lot of information
But if you know so much about it
Why do you not sing the original song?
I like my version better, it's about me

admit I'm flattered by your consecration
It's a mind-numbing spine-chilling
But never-the-less heartwarming gesture
But as you make your advances so
Look at the state of things and tell me true
In the city any city life`s a paradox of good and evil
Many fall into the vicious cycle
Living by
You better hope I'm chained up, shackled with a yard
I'll snatch you by the neck, bide you like a tech
Wreck fools when I disconnect, make you
Ain't always what it's supposed to be,
But you, you stand by me
I'm forever yours faithfully 

Oh circus life
Under the big top world
We all need
lookin' like (Ima just do it)
Ain't gotta make sense homie, you gotta make faith
Faith the only thing that make sense
The only type of life in this life
she'd live with no arm
That's what it felt like, got to the hospital, eyes held tight
They moved her room to room-she could tell by the light