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Do you come on like Shorty George and me?
Just speel some jive, we ll dig you out, you see.
Well, all reet!

Are you ready?
Yes, we re ready, Joe!
Jumping steady?
Jumping steady, Joe!
You look solid, Joe,
All I want to know,
Are you all reet?
Yes, we re all reet!

You can get it
Yes, we get it!
If you set it
Yes, we set it, Joe!
Come on, let me go,
All I want to know,
Are you all reet?
Yes, we re all reet!

I m like the tree,
I m all root,
Hep to the jep
What it s all aboot!
Stashed like a top,
Don t miss a stop,
I dig my kicks from the groovy lot!

Are you really?
Yes, we re really!
Trilly frilly? Woo-woo!
Woo-woo!
I don t go Navaho,
Come and let me know,
Are you all reet?
Yes, we re all reet!

Are you ready, Joe?
Yes, I m ready, old man!
Jumpin steady, Joe?
Jumpin with the jive, Jack!
Then all we to know...
What do you want to know?
Are you all reet?
Jump in the groove and go!

Yes, he s all reet!
Yes, he s all reet!

I m like the tree,
I m all root,
Hep to the jep
What it s all aboot!
Stashed like a top,
Don t miss a stop,
I dig my kicks from the groovy plot!

Are you really?
Yes, we re really!
Trilly frilly frilly frilly frilly?
Woo-woo!
Now, don t go Navaho,
Come and let me know,
Are you all reet?
Yes, we re all reet!

There s one thing we want to know,
Are we solid; do we send you, Joe?
We are ready and we want to know:
Are you all reet?

Tekst :

We stole his bird,
Coo-coo!
A mighty fine bird,
Coo-coo, coo-coo, coo-coo!
We stole this bird from the coo-coo clock, and Brother Treadway put it in hoc.

Stop all trains, close all roads,
There s a mystery up in Harlem way.
So just relax and take it slow,
Please dig what I have to say:

Now, who stole the bird from the coo-coo clock?
My coo-coo bird could swing.
At three o clock he d come on the hour,
And here s the way he d sing:

Coo-coo!
Coo-coo!
Coo-coo!
My coo-coo bird could swing.

See? My little bird couldn t eat no food,
He only loved to swing.
At six o clock, he d come on the hour,
And here s the way he d sing:

Coo-coo, coo-coo!
Coo-coo, coo-coo!
Coo-coo, coo-coo!
He only loved to swing.

Now, who stole the bird?
Won t you bring him on back?
That bird could solid swing.
At nine o clock he d come on out,
And here s the way he d sing:

Coo-coo, coo-coo, coo-coo!
Coo-coo, coo-coo, coo-coo!
Coo-coo, coo-coo, coo-coo!
My coo-coo bird could swing.

I want my coo-coo, coo-coo, coo-coo!
Coo-coo, coo-coo, coo-coo!
Coo-coo, coo-coo, coo-coo!
My coo-coo bird could swing!

Tekst :

When your sweetie tells you, everything ll be okay,
Just skeep-beep de bop-bop beep bop bo-dope skeetle-at-de-op-de-day!

If you feel like shoutin , advertise it just this way:
And skeep-beep de bop-bop beep bop bo-dope skeetle-at-de-op-de-day!

Don t give a hang what words you use at any time,
Sing this silly language, without any reason or rhyme.

When you face the preacher, there s only one thing to say:
Just skeep-beep de bop-bop beep bop bo-dope skeetle-at-de-op-day!

[Scat chorus]

Disjointed context
The words were merely sounds
Watching as the buildings
Slowly crumbled to the ground

Thoughts never rendered
Lie dying by the road
Last breath drawn endlessly
Collapsing into smoke

Struggling to break free
From life s inequities...

Rozwaliło mi piekarnik rozwaliło
coś zrobiła ty rozwalająca siło
jak jest zbudowany świat
stał piekarnik tyle lat
z piekarnikiem teraz bez
nie powstrzymam się od łez

rozwaliło mi piekarnik w moim domu
choć nic złego nie uczyniłbym nikomu
nikt nie mówił o mnie źle
nikt nie denerwował...

There s gotta be a record of you some place
you gotta be on somebody s books
the lowdown - a picture of your face
your injured looks

the sacred and profane
the pleasure and the pain
somewhere your fingerprints remain concrete
and it s your face I m...

She wears her butterfly on her wrist
But she might as well cut it s head off
She s holding different weapons to kill the ghost inside
Or at least kill the thought she has of killing her mind she says
I love you with her hands, she says I...

Dizzidence Politik
Fa ba da pap
Dizzidence Politik
Fa ba da pap
Hopital psychiatrik
Staliniste politik
Douche froide et Mogadon
Destruction de ton nom
Amphetamine et autre medecine
Politbureau pas super mine
Fa ba da pap
Fa ba da...