Lyrics:
Blastin' on sight, fuck fightin', fuck arguin'
Meanwhile boat loads of cash go to Israel
Soldiers in Iraq pray to God for a miracle
Sam Cooke said that
Hey, listen up yow! This rhythm is a mama!
Hey I want to tell you a story
It's about the groove
All Right now look hope here
Hope it makes you
the Queen's men
A talent contest on Monday with my Uncle Sam
Who now takes up all of my time he gives me things to do
'Cause he's a wonderful man
But I'm
already lost the fight, alright)
Misinformation Sam and Joe
Are feeding to the nation
But the one who didn't count counted them out
By exposing all
already lost the fight, alright)
Misinformation Sam and Joe
Are feeding to the nation
But the one who didn't count counted them out
By exposing all
getting darker by minute, it's getting darker by the.....
Sam Cooke made a song that is still relevant. c change didn't ever come and I'm still asking it.
stepped inside the ring, rockin' my best apparel
Ma, I own the sparrow, but this torero
Couldn't take the bull city by the horns
So now I'm back on my me
The Cremation of Sam McGee
The Cremation of Sam McGee
(Robert W. Service)
There are strange things done 'neath the midnight sun
by the men who moil
Well our hearts beat like thunder
I don't know why they don't explode
You got your hands in my back pockets
And Sam Cooke's singin' on the radio
You
Drippin peppermint Schnapps, with Jackie Wilson, and Sam Cooke
Then some lady named Billie Holiday
Sang sittin there kickin it with Malcolm, 'til the day
that shot and he was caught out there
Saw the convertible driving by
I loaded up the slingshot, let one fly
He went for his to find he didn't have one
the shirt right off my back
You can dream about a honeymoon for two
You can dream but that's about all you can do
'Cause by the time old uncle Sam gets
to damage any rectum
This is the real dinosaur funk which permitted G-Funk
to play anally through the trunk a digital master
was given to Sam Cooke and Jimmy
that shot and he was caught out there
Saw the convertible driving by
I loaded up the slingshot, let one fly
He went for his to find he didn't have one
out
You should never argue with a crazy mind (mi-, mi-, mi-, mi-, mi-)
You oughta know by now
You can pay Uncle Sam with the overtime
Is that all
Here's an example of things that are false
"Waltzing Matilda" is not a waltz
The waltz that comes from Tennessee
As sung by Sam Cooke isn't even in
Tribute
This rhythm is a mama
Hey I want to tell you a story
It's about the groove
All Right now look hope here
Hope it makes you move
And get's
and stand by me I'll give all my love to you
That's the way that it will be from now on yes on and on
From now on yes on and on from now on yes
requests to do a tune by the late great Sam Cooke
There were so many great tunes he did in the 60s
That it would take me really all night long to go through
lonely friendly neighborhood
Experience me
Right now listen
The milky way express is loaded, all aboard
I promise each and every one of you you won't
verdad.
Love me tonight, love me tonight [whispers],
You wan't me to do a sam cooke now? [laughs].
brain
Casey said hey now look out ahead jump Sam jump or we'll all be dead
With a hand on a whistle and a hand on a brake north Mississippi was wide
Monterrey they sang througout the dark
And you used to wear girl that gypsy dress
When you stroll on by all the boys they want a chance
And I remember
What the clam is all about?
Do the clam, do the clam
Grab your barefoot baby by the hand
Turn and tease, hug and squeeze
Dig right in and do
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