> budge wrote:
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> >"superior sound quality"
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> A Coup fan are you?
you know it! party music was the best cd of any kind i've heard in a looong time and the best damn polical cd ever.
and if i had a daughter, i could only have hoped to have written her something half as fine as "wear clean draws".
(i'll leave the audio up for a day or two as long as y'all don't hammer the shit out of my poor little server. oh, and don't try this at home unless you have dsl -- it's 2MB)
<http://el-pleasant.org/WearCleanDraws.mp3>
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You know youre my cookie baby and youre too smart, I can read it in the lines of your school art, True Heart, I mean courage expressed with care, Go on and draw them superheroes with your curly hair, Youre my daughter, my love, more than kin to me, This for you and the woman that you fin to be, Tell that boy hes wrong, girls are strong, Next time at show and tell, play him our song, Tell your teacher I said princesses are evil, How they got all they money was they killed people, If somebody hits you, hit them back, Then negotiate a peace contract, Life is a challenge and you gotta team up, If you play house, pretend that the man clean up, You too busy with the other thangs you gotta do, If you start something now, remember, follow through, Later on you gonna blossom like a lotus, Youll get into boys and the boys gone notice, It dont matter who you do it with, Just remember when I tell you baby, you the shit, Handshakes are promises, Lies can spoil it, World should be binned and sealed, Wash your hands after using the toilet and brush after every meal.
And also:
Wear clean draws, Everyday, Cuz things may fall, The wrong way, Youll be lying there, Waiting for the ambulance, And your underwear got holes and shit (x2)
Pam, can I get a little scratch right here? Yeah! Pam, can I get a little scratch right there? Yeah! Pam, can I get a little scratch right here? Yeah! Pam, can I get a little scratch right there? Yeah!
My boogie baby, Now the world aint no fairytale, And its ran by some rich, white, scary males, To make it simple for ya lets call them bosses, They take money while the people take losses, So black folk from Africa that work for free, And we still barely get paid enough to eat,
Thats what I told you I be saying in my vocals Thats why the woman got the gun on the logo, The star is the future that we gone create, Where nobody steal money from the things we make, The revolution takes time and space, But you as a woman gotta know your place, Thats in the front baby, Im being blunt baby, If thay get nasty, its they time of the month baby,
Your face is just like the sun when it raises, Thankyou for adding beauty to my phrases, Handshakes are promises, Lies can spoil it, World should be binned and sealed, Wash your hands after using the toilet and brush after every meal.
And like your grandaddy told me:
Wear clean draws, Everyday, Cuz things may fall, The wrong way, Youll be lying there, Waiting for the ambulance, And your underwear got holes and shit (x2)
Pam, can I get a little scratch right here? Yeah! Pam, can I get a little scratch right there? Yeah! Pam, can I get a little scratch right here? Yeah! Pam, can I get a little scratch right there? Yeah!
Yeah, thats right, If you stay ready go dont gotta get ready, All right baby this is for you.
Clap your hands (x9)