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All The Right Thoughts
03:18
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All the right thoughts but in the wrong order
Adding up to a mental disorder
A minute till bored, 5 to getting bored-er
This is how they want us in the new world order!
Take time, concentrate
Drill down to the substrate on which we’re based
We’re naturally warm, we’re naturally kind
This is what we’re faced with
Loads more people but less connection
We’re all getting sent in different directions
That’s deliberate, divide and scatter
Makes it easy to forget what matters
What matters is love and joy and hope
Magic and music, compassion…love and romance
Ooh, I said love already…
See I’m getting mixed up and it’s hard to remember
I need to blow on my creative ember
I can stay alight, or get blown out
It’s what I’m talking about
CHORUS X 2
Cut’n’paste gave us a taste of little bits of information
Supposed to drive my imagination
But maybe that shrunk our guts and brains
Now we don’t wait for the long train of thought
We on the bandwagons rushing by
(WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY?)
Whiplash! Crash! Bish, bash, bosh – ambush!
Cartoon speech bubbles blowing up.
Everywhere we look. No wonder I got…
CHORUS X 2
So what can we do to get through the brain fog?
Turn on the lights! Go slow!
Think about round the bend. Maybe it’s the end
But that’s a start, right?
Stick together, and then we’re not apart, right
Cuddle together for warmth
Till the cold night brings the dawn
Kill scorn – with innocence and openness
Hit ‘em where it hearts…in the heart
Make love and funk and art
But we better mobilise soon
Or else it’ll just be…
CHORUS X 2
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2. |
Wiggle
04:47
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INTRO
Hey all you creatures! You better get down with me.
We are getting down.
VERSE 1
Salmon gotta swim (we gotta wiggle) - Bird gotta fly (we gotta wiggle)
Whale gotta sing (we gotta wiggle) - Ant gonna carry (we gotta wiggle)
Moth gotta flap (we gotta wiggle) - Beetle gotta flip (we gotta wiggle)
Mole gotta dig, ya dig, ya dig - We gotta wiggle.
BRIDGE
VERSE 2
Hen gotta lay (we gotta wiggle) - Sloth gotta snooze (we gotta wiggle)
Mantis gotta pray (we gotta wiggle)
Koala just chews & chews & chews
Amoeba gotta split (we gotta wiggle) - Doggie gotta slobber (we gotta wiggle)
Bonobo he gotta go-go - We gotta wiggle.
BRIDGE
Humans are creatures but we ain’t neighbourly
We don’t fly, we don’t share, we live separately
Somebody teach us what it is to be
On a level with a baby gazelle, a black mamba and a manatee
CHANT x 2
Hands, paws, wings & fingers
Wave ‘em all about like there ain’t no difference
Teeth, claws, flippers and fur
Coming on like the creatures we are, we gotta get down
[2nd time]
Come on and do the animal dance, we gotta get down
BRIDGE
VERSE 3
Well the hornet he hum. And the lemur they stare
The rabbit they run. And the squid they squirt
Waterboatman gotta row
Starfish garfish monkfish funkfish
Catfish flatfish, this fish that fish. Fresh fish
All gotta wiggle wiggle wiggle
CODA
Come on do the dance, Come on do it
Come on do the dance - Do it, do it
Come on do the dance (somebody teach us)
Come on do it (humans are creatures)
Come on do the dance (somebody reach us)
Do it, do it
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3. |
Mama's Latin Workout
02:58
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(Latin men)
What you want is a groovy song,
So you can sing it good and not too wrong
Move to the music all night long,
Working hard for you Mama, uh huh
(Mama only)
It doesn’t matter if you can’t sing. You can shake your everything
(Latin men)
Working hard for you Mama, oh yeah
(Mama only)
Coz I’m a groovy thing
Head, shoulders, knees and butt, Head, shoulders, knees and butt
Then you do that funky strut, Head, shoulders, knees and butt
Working out to a Latin groove, Feel the heat when you boogaloo
Head, shoulders, knees and butt, Head, shoulders, knees and butt
And…Dance, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8.
Boogaloo, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8.
Watusi, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
Feel the heat! Ye-eh-eh
[SPANISH TALK OVER 16 bars breakdown]
Me encantan los sonidos que la música latina ha dado al mundo. No hubiera sido ninguno ritmo sin esta música. Sin esta música yo sería una niña muy tranquila, sin luz y calidez en mi vida, Es totalmente funky.
(Latin men)
What you want is a groovy song,
So you can sing it good and not too wrong
Move to the music all night long,
Working hard for you Mama, uh huh
It doesn’t matter if you can’t sing. You can shake your everything
Working hard for you Mama, oh yeah
Coz I’m a groovy thing
Head, shoulders, knees and butt, Head, shoulders, knees and butt
Then you do that funky strut, Head, shoulders, knees and butt
Working out to a latin groove, Feel the heat when you boogaloo
Head, shoulders, knees and butt, Head, shoulders, knees and butt
And…Dance, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8.
Boogaloo, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8.
Watusi, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
Feel the heat! Ye-eh-eh
And…Dance, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8.
Boogaloo, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8.
Watusi, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
Feel the heat! Ye-eh-eh
It’s doesn’t matter if you can’t sing. You can shake your everything
Working hard for the Mama, oh yeah
So be a groovy thing!
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A great mind gave us wisdom to
Help us live as one (in a dream of togetherness)
But we still have to learn the lesson
Over and over and over (and our teacher's gone)
It's time to stop dreaming (do, do, do!)
Break out your higher being
Why's there all this hating? (still?)
Why don't we talk about tolerating?
Make love, then make some more, it's the
Moment we've all been waiting for
Love is what we're asking for, it's the
Time, it's the time
Make love, then make some more, it's the
Moment the whole world's ready for
Love is what we're reaching for, It's the
Time, the time to make
Love, make love, make love, make love, oo-oo yeah
We stand at the start of a new road
Taking us to Lord knows where (out there), If you're
Scared to take a step towards love and happiness you're going
Nowhere, nowhere, nowhere
It's time to stop dreaming (do, do, do!)
Reveal your higher meaning
Let’s stop all the hating (yes we can!)
Everybody start celebrating!
Make love, then make some more, it's the
Moment we've all been waiting for
Love is what we're asking for, it's the
Time, it's the time
Make love, then make some more, it's the
Moment the whole world's ready for
Love is what we're reaching for, it's the
Time, the time to make
Love, make love, make love, make love, oo-oo yeah
(If we)
Stand together, par-tay together, it's
Hard not to like each other
Stop waiting: start dating
Put hate right outta ya heart
Make love, make love, make love, make love, oo-oo yeah
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5. |
QueenSpeech
03:57
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Everyone knows about Neil Armstrong
But what about Dr Mae Jemison?
Who took a giant leap for womankind
As the 1st black woman in space
(in space, in space)
Unless you count Uhura, and we do!
Role model of a black chick leading from the
Final Frontier
Space jewellery in her fine black ear
Finely tuned to the sounds of the cosmos,
Like June Tyson, Alice Coltrane:
Universally conscious
Travellin’ on a different plane to the
Nearaway place where Mother Earth
Wants us:
Safe in her bosom but always growing,
Let the ladies lead us on the path of knowing
These queens, not heard nor seen
With the sound turned down too long
Let’s change Herstory. Celebrate Her-oes.
Time to sing Her songs
These queens, not heard never seen
We gonna right that wrong
Let’s change Herstory. Celebrate Her-oes.
Time to sing Her songs
Grace Jones reigns with the
Divine Right of Queens
Afro-dite, she got
Athena genes.
Forget all that fashion hype
She ain’t a model, she’s an archetype
Goddess-like, with a deity’s name
Sure she got fame in the image game.
But let’s leave Ms Jones and
Talk about the lesser-knowns
And bring in her fellow Jamaican,
A magic black woman let us reawaken
Bring her back from the brink of forgotten.
Queen Nanny! She led the slaves’ revolt
Caught bullets in her teeth, blew ‘em back from a different hole
Devised a strategy to limit slavery
Up there with Angela Davis
Honour the freedom-fighting ladies!
These queens, not heard nor seen
With the sound turned down too long
Let’s change Herstory. Celebrate Her-oes.
Time to sing Her songs
These queens, not heard never seen
We gonna right that wrong
Let’s change Herstory. Celebrate Her-oes.
Time to sing Her songs
Female thought leaders seem few
Try to name a lady guru
Were we always supporting actors?
Or was the airbrush a contributing factor?
Not just the airbrush but the ducking stool.
Wise women at the bottom of the village pool.
Destroyed by Femicidal Man-iacs
Who cut their own nose off in these attacks
Holding us all back.
You think all this was back in the day?
No way! Misogyny’s still in play.
Time to even up the hemispheres
All you ladies, watchoo say?
These queens, not heard nor seen
With the sound turned down too long
Let’s change Herstory. Celebrate Her-oes.
Time to sing Her songs
These queens, not heard never seen
We gonna right that wrong
Let’s change Herstory. Celebrate Her-oes.
Time to sing Her songs
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6. |
Disco Introvert
05:13
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VERSE 1
Dance music makes the world go round
Get up and get down
Beats and a bassline is a language that I speak
But if the dancefloor’s pumpin’, the joint is jumping,
You won’t see me
I’ll be on the sidelines tapping out the rhythm on my knee
BRIDGE
My head will nod, I’ll shake a shoulder
With every beat my heart goes faster
Friends are getting down, but I won’t leave my seat
CHORUS
Disco Introvert - funkin’ internally
I’m a Disco Introvert - I feel it spiritually
Disco Introvert - I got this tendency
Invisible ecstasy, inside of me - yet I’m stationery
VERSE 2
Everybody wants to dance, except me
Everyone wants to get up, uh get on up - not me!
My brain is racing, my soul is dancing
Interiorally (is that even a word?)
Good music moves me, just not obviously
BRIDGE
I feel the song in my head not my hips
I sing along, at least I move my lips
Friends they pity me, but I’m happy in my seat
CHORUS
Disco Introvert - funkin’ internally
I’m a Disco Introvert - I feel it spiritually
Disco Introvert - I got this tendency
Invisible ecstasy, inside of me - yet I’m stationery
I don’t move my feet, music moves me, I just clap my hands x 2
LONGER CHORUS
Disco Introvert - funkin’ internally
I’m a Disco Introvert - I feel it spiritually
Disco Introvert - something’s going on inside me
I’m a Disco Introvert – feel the music interior-ly
Disco Introvert - I got this tendency
Invisible ecstasy, inside of me - yet I’m stationery
I don’t move my feet, music moves me, I just clap my hands x 3
I don’t move my feet, music moves me
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7. |
Badass Boogie Woogie
02:29
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Badass Boogie Woogie gonna melt ya face
When the bass-line vibrates
You be bleedin’ from the nose,
As low, low, low it goes
You thought it had never been done before
A whole generation on the floor
We danced all night just to break the law
When the bottom drops out we scream for more
We want Badass Boogie Woogie
Make ya eardrums raw
Rubbin’ shoulders, dancin’ tight
Collective energy feels so right
Dig that bass like anthracite
Waking up the dead from their eternal night
They want Badass Boogie Woogie
Hit ya like a meteorite
Badass Boogie Woogie gonna melt ya face
When the bass-line vibrates
You be bleedin’ from the nose
As low, low, low it goes
Bassline makes ya hips gyrate
Soundtrack to how people mate
On the one, then syncopate
Take us to a tribal state
I’ll give ya Badass Boogie Woogie
Make you ululate
Somewhere in our DNAz
Double helix drum and baze
Rhythms from back in the daze
Move us now in many ways
But it’s Badass Boogie Woogie
It’s gonna melt ya face
Badass Boogie Woogie gonna melt ya face
When the bass syncopates
You be bleedin’ from the nose
As low, low, low it goes
Badass Boogie Woogie gonna melt ya face
When the bass-line vibrates
You be bleedin’ from the nose
As low, low, low it goes
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