Lyrics:
Yes, would you groove along now
(too much little mix-up!)
They just can't stop you know
(too much mix-up - mix-up)!
Oh it is the biggest mix-up that you have ever seen
My father he was orange and my mother she was green
Oh my father was an Ulsterman, proud Protestant was he
My mother was a Catholic girl, from County Cork was she
They were married in two churches, lived happily enough
Until the day that I was born and things got rather tough
Oh it is the biggest mix-up that you have ever seen
My father he was orange and my mother she was green
Baptised by father Reilly, I was rushed away by car
To be made a little orangeman, my father's shining star
I was christened David Anthony, but still in spite of that
To my father I was William while my mother called me Pat
Oh it is the biggest mix-up that you have ever seen
My father he was orange and my mother she was green
With mother every Sunday to mass I'd proudly stroll
Then after that the orange lads would try to save my soul
For both sides tried to claim me, but I was smart because
I played the flute or played the harp, depending where I was
Oh it is the biggest mix-up that you have ever seen
My father he was orange and my mother she was green
One day my ma's relations came round to visit me
Just as my father's kinfolk were all sittin' down to tea
We tried to smooth things over, but they all began to fight
And me being strictly neutral, I bashed everyone in sight
Oh it is the biggest mix-up that you have ever seen
My father he was orange and my mother she was green
Now my parents never could agree about my type of school
My learning was all done at home, that's why I'm such a fool
They both passed on, god rest them, but left me caught between
That awful color problem of the orange and the green
Oh it is the biggest mix-up that you have ever seen
My father he was orange and my mother she was green
Yes it is the biggest mix-up that you have ever seen
My father he was orange and my mother she was green
Hand-maiden ashtray
Facing the light
Local mix-up
Someone fix up
What we broke up
The pleasure-seekers
Are out there tonight
Local mix-up
Someone fix up
What we broke up
You as a person
Have got to think fast
'Cause this is a party
But it's not gonna last
This is the same place the fly got smashed
Dressing
Dressing
Dressing
Dressing
Dressing
Dressing
Dressing
Like a queen
Dressing
Dressing
Dressing
Dressing
Dressing
Dressing
Dressing
Like a queen
Aluminum ashtray
Facing the light
Local mix-up
Someone fix up
What we broke up
The pleasure-seekers
Are out there tonight
Local mix-up
Someone fix up
What we broke up
In the early days
He was bursting with confidence
I saw the light
The shiny dream
Over the years
He began to submerge
The nervous wreck
We know him to be
The nervous, twisted wreck
So watch out for Joker
Bob I wish he were just a distant relative
But he's razor-close like blue green gelatin
Icy-cold Acid in his heart
With this we shall draw the electrifying conclusion
They strapped him in
Still chewing his bubblegum
They did the Jesus-shock
As the reporters watched
Finally, his ticker stopped
And they buried him with a smile on his puss
And that's the electrifying conclusion
Seven
Seven
I'm keeping my commission to faith's transmission
Two speakers dream the same and skies turn red
Satellites flashing down Orchard and Delancey
I can't get laid 'cause everyone is dead
Hey, gold connections
Analog soul waving in your hair
Hey, hylozoic directions
She's talking blue streaks everywhere
Your spirit is time-reversed to your body
Stereographic mix-up field on field
It started growing up the day your body dies
Only apparently, real to irreal
Hey, stereo stations
Perfect image, kneel down
Hey, hypostatic information
Come on let's hear you turn it around
Seven
Seven
I'm keeping my commission to faith's transmission
Two speakers dream the same and skies turn red
Satellites flashing down Orchard and Delancey
I can't get laid 'cause everyone is dead
Hey - gold connections
Analog soul waving in yr hair
Hey - hylozoic directions
She's talking blue streaks everywhere
Your spirit is time-reversed to your body
Stereographic mix-up field on field
It started growing up the day your body dies
Only apparently, real to irreal
Hey - stereo stations
Perfect image, kneel down
Hey - hypostatic information
Come on let's hear you turn it around
Tight hole gyal, a unu one dis fit
Tight hole gyal, a unu one dis fit
Jerks, mispick
Cum pon yuh pussy, cum pon yuh lipstick
When yuh a come ina mi yawd
Draws nuffi under your skirt
Yuh get di best fuck ina di world
Fuck ina di world fuck ina di world
(World, world, world, world, world)
Dem seh, seh mi a fuck di girl next door
Come like seh di world wah know
When we a walk, we walk past slow
Dem seh, seh mi a fuck di girl next door
Come like seh di world wah know
When we a walk, we walk past slow
When yuh a come ina mi yawd, dem a peep girl
When yuh a go weh, wear one a my T-shirt
Gi dem supm fi guh talk, who feel hurt
Go public ina di ward pon a research
Anuh your business, what a mix-up
Mek di blender burn (Burn, burn, burn)
Anuh your business, what a mix-up
Mek di blender burn
Unu too fast, anuh your concern
If she sing pon di mic, anuh your concern
If she sing pon di mic, anuh your concern
(Your concern, your concern
Your your concern)
Dem seh, seh mi a fuck di girl next door
Come like seh di world wah know
When we a walk, we walk past slow
Dem seh, seh mi a fuck di girl next door
Come like seh di world wah know
When we a walk, we walk past slow
She cya step ina yuh class
Yuh a di best weh yuh a wine, crowd pleaser
She cya step ina yuh class, step-step
Step ina yuh
Yuh a di best weh yuh a wine, crowd pleaser
She cya put up your picture 'pon Twitter
Tell everybody seh yuh fucking a teacher
She cya put up your picture 'pon Twitter
Tell everybody seh yuh fucking a teacher
Dem seh, seh mi a fuck di girl next door
Come like seh di world wah know
When we a walk, we walk past slow
Dem seh, seh mi a fuck di girl next door
Come like seh di world wah know
When we a walk, we walk past slow
Tight hole gyal, a unu one dis fit
Tight hole gyal, a unu one dis fit dis
Cum pon yuh pussy, cum pon yuh lipstick
Tight hole gyal, a unu one dis fit
Tight hole gyal, a unu one dis fit dis
Cum pon yuh pussy, cum pon yuh lipstick
Dem seh, seh mi a fuck di girl next door
Come like seh di world wah know
When we a walk, we walk past slow
Dem seh, seh mi a fuck di girl next door
Come like seh di world wah know
When we a walk, we walk past slow
When yuh a come ina mi yawd, dem a peep girl
When yuh a go weh, wear one a my T-shirt
Gi dem supm fi guh talk, who feel hurt
Go public ina di ward pon a research
Anuh your business, what a mix-up
Mek di blender burn (Burn, burn, burn)
Anuh your business, what a mix-up
Mek di blender burn
Unu too fast, anuh your concern
If she sing pon di mic, anuh your concern
If she sing pon di mic, anuh your concern
(Your concern, your concern
Your your concern)
Dem seh, seh mi a fuck di girl next door
Come like seh di world wah know
When we a walk, we walk past slow
Dem seh, seh mi a fuck di girl next door
Come like seh di world wah know
When we a walk, we walk past slow
Dem seh, seh mi a fuck di girl next door
Come like seh di world wah know
When we a walk, we walk past slow
Dem seh, seh mi a fuck di girl next door
Come like seh di world wah know
When we a walk, we walk past slow
Dem seh, seh mi a fuck di girl next door
Come like seh di world wah know
When we a walk, we walk past slow
Dem seh, seh mi a fuck di girl next door
Come like seh di world wah know
When we a walk, we walk past slow
On the real nigga, I'm a real nigga
I run around with them real niggas
Got real sons, I need a real sitter
When I leave niggas, they get real bitter
On a real nigga, I'm a real nigga
I run around with them real niggas
(Roll up on ya, roll up on ya)
(Roll up on ya, roll up on ya)
Yo, yo, eight mil' on that new thing, tied up like my shoe string
Ain't fucking with you bitch niggas, and that's real rap but I do sing
Make room when I come by, ain't speaking, I'm dumb high
Just heard niggas got jokes, it's a matter of time before one dies
'Cause them dudes out and them tools out, all sixes like school's out
Niggas know when they talk slick that I'm winning fresh, they'll get chewed out
'Cause them dudes out and them tools out, all sixes like school's out
Niggas know when they talk slick that I'm winning fresh, they'll get chewed out
Their shit ain't regular rich, so they end up in a ditch
I'm not a regular bitch, so when niggas see me, they jump on my dick
He not a regular shooter, so when you see me, salute-a
Ain't got a knife in my hand, but I'm choppin' it up with some niggas from Cuba
On a real nigga, I'm a real nigga
I run around with them real niggas
Got real sons, I need a real sitter
When I leave niggas, they get real bitter
On a real nigga, I'm a real nigga
I'ma run around with them real niggas
(Roll upon ya, rull upon ya)
(Roll upon ya, rull upon ya)
Ask Jay who he married, eighty thousand in Paris
Stadiums with Queen B and that selfie, got 'em aggy
These bitches is light-weight, I'm always at fight-weight
Wrist game is on ice skate, 'cause we move work through that Tri-State
'Cause them boys out, and them toys out, still banging that noise out
You could get it in the winter-time or that Mayweather like Floyd's out
'Cause them boys out, and them toys out, still banging that noise out
You could get it in the winter-time or that Mayweather like Floyd's out
All of these bitches in pocket, I'm 'bout to make a deposit
Tell 'em to go 'head and gossip, as long as your house is the size of my closet
Anybody I call, they picks up, even if they was gettin' they dick sucked
These niggas don't make a mix-up, tell 'em niggas go step they bricks up
Tell 'em niggas go step they bricks up, (tell 'em niggas go step they bricks up)
On a real nigga, I'm a real nigga
I run around with them real niggas
Got real sons, I need a real sitter
When I leave niggas, they get real bitter
On a real nigga, I'm a real nigga
I'ma run around with them real niggas
(Roll upon ya, roll upon ya)
(Roll upon ya, roll upon ya)
When we bang, bye
Pop pills, now we Shanghai
When we bang, bye
Pop pills, now we Shanghai
When we bang, bye
Pop pills, now we Shanghai
Shanghai, Shanghai, Shanghai
Shanghai, Shanghai, Shanghai
Shanghai, Shanghai, Shanghai
Shanghai, Shanghai, Shanghai
When we bang, bye
Pop pills, now we Shanghai, yeah
When we bang, bye
Pop pills, now we Shanghai, yeah
Via the life we chose, we picked our roles,
Bad man stands some fall but never fold.
Gangster turn informer when the jig's up,
Ya tool mix-up mix-up,
Babylon boys, get bodies left for pick-up.
Blood puddle, gun muffle, guns couple,
Muzzle in mouth, we bring trouble.
Oh, oh
Mario
We met somewhere in a dream
Tossin', turnin'
Can't get no sleep
Slow down, feel the rush
Turn love into lust
Baby, one night ain't enough
Gotta get back to your body (your body, babe)
When I close my eyes, I feel you wrapped around me
I need it, need it (oh)
Gotta get back to your body, yeah (oh)
Girl, you're flawless like the diamonds in my timepiece (yeah)
Gotta get back
So icy, girl
Your complexion's iridescent, it's so magical
You're so colorful
Baby, you know what I want
It's you
It ain't enough for me to beg, tell me
Somethin' I can do instead, baby
Slow down, feel the rush
Turn love into us
Baby, one night ain't enough
Gotta get back
To your body (your body, babe)
When I close my eyes, I feel you wrapped around me
I need it, need it (oh)
Gotta get back to your body, yeah (oh)
Girl, you're flawless like the diamonds in my timepiece
Gotta get back
So icy, girl
Girl, rock
Ain't no point in tellin' you to stop (stop it)
Sayin' that you're scared, I know you're not (know you're not, babe)
Send me your location, gon' and drop it
Pull up and then you pop it
Got 'em outside
I pull up and then I pop between your thighs
In the dark, I seen the look up in your eyes
When you with me, nobody else around
Ain't gotta speak on if we fuck around
No, this ain't a little mix-up (no, huh)
This ain't a one night stand with me
You know I can't forget her
Gotta get back
To your body, yeah (your body, babe)
When I close my eyes, I feel you wrapped around me
I need it, need it (oh, no)
Gotta get back to your body, yeah, baby
Girl, you're flawless like the diamonds in my timepiece (yeah)
Gotta get back
So icy, girl
Ooh, yeah
Gotta get back to your body, baby
Gotta get back to your body, yeah
Gotta get back
Around me, oh
Ooh
Ooh, yeah
Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ooh
Motherfucker it's, W - I
Act up, knuckles'll fly
Swing somethin' that'll bubble your eye
I've been trouble since the day I was born
A couple mix-ups
So I switched up, made it a song
Put your fists up, say to the song
You know the style, get wild
Like a child I was raised in the cornnigga
And everybody wanna face-off
Until they face off
I'm like a jet when I take off
I'm the one the grip the beat, youngin'
No bullshit, I spit the heat, youngin'
Hit the streets, youngin'
You'll hear my name ring bells
At your face, I aim these shells
Young Wiz, "Hey pimpin"
Prince of the city of steel ain't trippin'
Pricks try to claim to be real
Straight simpin'
Y'all niggas ain't listenin'
Hold up!
Mix-up my mind
Mix-up my mind
Shall I mix-up your mind?
Mix-up my mind
Mix-up my mind
Shall I mix-up your mind?
蒼い地球の飼い猫...
...あはは...あはは...
Mix-up a mind
Mix-up my mind
Mix-up a mind
Shall I mix-up your mind?
Mix-up a mind
Mix-up my mind
Mix-up a mind
Shall I mix-up your mind?
Caged and sober in Medication candyland
You are the night-bird,
you like it wild
Sleave the moment, untie the rope
you know the dope.
Snake pit mix-up addict imitation
Classic model, strutting down the Neon Drag
savaged sexteen
Third-rate yes-men, deadly stroking fate again
Crushing-head King-size pussie
Cinderella cries...
Look, I'll burn your fuckin' house down, circle around
And hit the hydrant
So you can't put your burnin' furniture out (oh my God, oh my God)
I'm sorry, there must be a mix-up
You want me to fix up lyrics
While our President gets his dick sucked?
Fuck that, take drugs, rape sluts
Make fun of gay clubs, men who wear make-up
Get aware, wake up, get a sense of humor
Quit tryin' to censor music, this is for your kid's amusement (the kids)
But don't blame me when little Eric jumps off of the terrace
You shoulda been watchin' him, apparently you ain't parents
'Cause I never knew I, knew I would get this big
I never knew I, knew I'd affect this kid
I never knew I'd get him to slit his wrist
I never knew I'd get him to hit this bitch
I never knew I, knew I would get this big
I never knew I, knew I'd affect this kid
I never knew I'd get him to slit his wrist
I never knew I'd get him to hit this bitch
So who's bringin' the guns in this country?
I be fallin' up, never fallin' down
Cause I keep it on a high level, elevated ground
Live it up live it up
Get back on that truck
Got to keep movin' you rappin' it up
Mix it up mix it up
Before the next stop
You got to go now
And fill up your cup
Got to get goin'
Fly away now
Gettin' goin' now
Fly away now
Switch it up switch it up
Go hop on that bus
No need to blow the horn
I'll be tough, hey
Get back on that truck
Got to keep movin' you rappin' it up
Mix it up mix it up
Before the next stop
You got to go now
And fill up your cup
Got to get going
Fly away now
Taking flight now
Oh oh oh oh...
Hunger and the lights are off, honey
Trying to find my head
Don't recall lying down
In this black bed
Cold toes on the cold floor
Cold toes on the cold floor
Feeling up the wall to find a light switch
Like a mime, surprised
What glows in the dark
A zippers broken spine
Cold toes on the cold floor
Cold toes on the cold floor
Cold toes on the cold floor
Cold toes on the cold floor
I am not alone
All my doves have flown
It's a classic mix-up, baby
An honest mistake
A girl I used know, maybe
Another face on the street
She said to say hello to you soon, and
I awake from my dream state
Cold toes on the cold floor
Cold toes on the cold floor
I will take out the garbage
I will squeeze your juice
So glad to be making
Scrambled eggs with you
Cold toes on the cold floor
Cold toes on the cold floor
Cold toes on the cold floor
Cold toes on the cold floor
I am not alone
All my doves have flown
Now look here woman, you done lost your mind
This is not my child, you bring me a better line
Cause there's something wrong, woman don't start that lies there's something wrong
I never had such mix-ups in my family
Since I was born
First it's loop-footin'
And its head is long
And it's been half nuts ever since you brought it back home
So there's something wrong
I mean there's something wrong
Oh take it back where you got it
Woman cause depression is on
Now his eyes is blue
And his hair's brown
You know darn well you've been messin' around
So take that lie off of me
I mean take that lie off of me
Woman you had a twelve-month vacation
So don't put that lie on me
Now his head is nappy
And his feets is long
His eyes is crossed
And his sight is gone
You know there's something wrong
Yes woman there's something wrong
I never had nothing like that in my family
Woman since I was born
Now I said it wasn't my child and you argued me down
Now my eyes ain't blue and my hair ain't brown
Woman you've been messin' around
Yes woman you've been messin' around
So woman get out of my face
Or I take my fist and knock you down
It must be a
Joke" He said, "Well, you have
To go but don't worry
We'll get you out it's a
Mix-up" So they took me in
To the police station
They strip searched me and
Took me into the showers and scrubbed me
I'm totally freaking out i'm screaming
"I haven't done anything!
Came across a picture of you and her online
She looks at you like she knows that you're bored out of your mind
I'm wrapped up in his arms
Feeling perfectly alone
But I know there's been a mix-up
Because I wish his hands were yours
So come closer, closer
Darling, I thought of a plan
Let me whisper, whisper
So that you can understand
We'll be dressed in, dressed in
All black from head to toe
Only we'll know, only we'll know
I think we should trade
Cupid told me he was drunk that day
And so he shot two arrows the wrong way
I heard him say
I think we should trade
We'll tell him let's go on a double date
And meet us up at six in the cafe
We'll run away
And call it the exchange
Blink twice if it's true
But do you think about it too (you, you do)
You said you're running out with her
It tells me that you do (I know that you do)
There's beats that I've been skippin'
When my head is on your chest (you, you do)
And you know if it were us two
It'd be cardiac arrest
So come closer, closer
Darling, I thought of a plan
Let me whisper, whisper
So that you can understand
We'll be dressed in, dressed in
All black from head to toe
Only we'll know, only we'll know, woah
I think we should trade
Cupid told me he was drunk that day
And so he shot two arrows the wrong way
I heard him say
Now that you know it's true, know it's true
There's nothing like me and you
And you've been trying to say it ain't true, but it's starving me how I look at you
I know that you know it's true, know it's true
There's nothing like me and you
And you've been trying to say it ain't true, but it's starving me how I love you
I know that you know it's true, know it's true
There's nothing like me and you
And you've been trying to say it ain't true, but it's starving me how I look at you
I know that you know
There's nothing like me and you
I think we should trade
We'll tell him we'll go on a double date
And meet us up at six in the cafe
We'll run away
What do you say we run away?
Came across a picture of you and her online
She looks at you like she knows that
You’re bored out of your mind
I'm wrapped in his arms
Feeling perfectly alone
But I know there's been a mix-up
Because I wish his hands were yours
So come closer, closer
Darling, I thought of a plan
Let me whisper, whisper
So that you can understand
We'll be dressed in, dressed in
All black from head to toe
Only we'll know, only we'll know
I think we should trade
Cupid told me he was drunk that day
And so he shot two arrows the wrong way
I heard him say i think we should trade
We'll tell him let's go on a double date
And meet us up at six in the cafe
We'll run away and call it the exchange
Blink twice if it's true
But do you think about it too (you, you do)
You said you're running out with her
It tells me that you do (I know that you do)
There's beats that I've been skippin'
When my head is on your chest (you, you do)
And you know if it were us two
It'd be cardiac arrest
So come closer, closer
Darling, I thought of a plan
Let me whisper, whisper
So that you can understand
We'll be dressed in, dressed in
All black from head to toe
Only we'll know, only we'll know, woah
I think we should trade
Cupid told me he was drunk that day
And so he shot two arrows the wrong way
I heard him say
Now that you know it's true, know it's true
There's nothing like me and you
And you've been trying to say it ain't true
But it's starving me how I look at you
I know that you know it's true
Know it's true
There's nothing like me and you
And you've been trying to say it ain't true
But it's starving me how I love you
I know that you know it's true
Know it's true
There's nothing like me and you
And you've been trying to say it ain't true
But it's starving me how I look at you
I know that you know
There's nothing like me and you
I think we should trade
We'll tell him we'll go on a double date
And meet us up at six in the cafe
We'll run away what do you say we run away?
Baby I see you, that look in your eyes
Hips that keep shaking, mysterious style
Exotically tempting, familiar to me
That Creole sexy, it's all over me
So all my red bones get on the floor
And all my yellow bones get on the floor
And all my brown bones get on the floor
Then you mix it up and you call it Creole
So all my red bones get on the floor
And all my yellow bones get on the floor
And all my brown bones get on the floor
Then you mix it up and you call it Creole
(Creole!)
I and I old I know
I and I old I say
I and I reconsider
I and I see upfully that
Christopher Columbus is a damn blasted liar
Christopher Columbus is a damn blasted liar
Yes Jah
He's saying that, he is the first one
Who discover Jamaica
I and I say that,
What about the Arawak Indians and the few Black man
Who were around here, before him
The Indians couldn't hang on no longer
Here comes first Black man and woman and children,
In a Jam Down Land ya
A whole heap of mix up and mix up
A whole heap a ben up, ben up,
We have fi straighten out,
Christopher Columbus is a damn blasted liar
Christopher Columbus is a damn blasted liar
Yes Jah
What a long way from home
I and I longing to go home
Within a Red, Green, and Gold Robe
Come on Twelve Tribe of Isreal
Come on Twelve Tribe of Isreal
Out a Jam Down land ya
A whole heap of mix up mix up
A whole heap a ben up, ben up,
Come on Twelve Tribe of Isreal
Come on Twelve Tribe of Isreal
Out a Jam Down land ya
Christopher Columbus is a damn blasted liar
Christopher Columbus is a damn blasted liar
Yes Jah, he is a liar
Yes Jah, he is a liar
Yes Jah, he is a liar
Columbus is a liar
Yes jah Christopher Columbus is a damn blasted liar
Columbus
Call it a mix-up
Call it unsympathetic
Through all of the hiccups
Well all of it felt poetic
I'd lost my rhythm
Couldn't remember my name
Call but no pickup
You were the buzz in my brain
A strong magnetic field
Monolithic in its feel
It's a strong magnetic field
In its feel
I felt you slipping
Pulled by the current, overcame
In a state of flux
I guess there's no one to blame
It's a strong magnetic field
Monolithic in its feel
It's a strong magnetic field
In its feel
Wrist, wrist, mix up the hooch
Mix up the hooch
No this not Goose, this the hooch
Yeah, off the hooch, umm yeah
Feelin' kinda loose off the hooch
Yeah, loose off the hooch
Mix, mix, wrist, mix, mix, wrist up the hooch (it's lit!)
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