Freaky Styley


      JUNGLE MAN

      Deep inside the soul holeOf Mother EarthFather Time cameWith a supersonic supersonic burstHis soul monkey sperm tribesRacing to be firstHer ruby fruit jungleGivin' bush baby bush baby birthThe baby was a boyBut I think what stunned herIs that this bare breasted babyWas a baby boy boy boy boy wonderCrackin' from his thumb boneCame thelonious thunderFill the sky with hellfireFrom way down down down underI am a jungle man I am a jungle man I am a jungle manI get all the bush I canErupting from the groundIn hollywood he glowedHis jungle turned to concreteHis funk bone bone bone bone to stoneLike a full blown volcanoI must let it be knownThat through this boy's veinAtomic lava blood flows and flowsHis soul shocking soundsThey make the mountains moanThis boy's become a manIt's time to take take takeTake the throneI am a jungle man I am a jungle man I am a jungle manI get all the bush I can

      HOLLYWOOD (AFRICA)

      Take me backHold my handAll the way backTo the brotherlandTake me backI want to go backTake me backAnd my funky ass bandAll the way backTo the broherlandTake me backI want to goAs fast as I canSlidin' on backTo the brotherlandNow childrenHollywood...I want to get up and goWith my funky ass jamsAll the way backTo the broherlandTake me backI want to go backHollywood...Where the womenIs the womenAnd the man Is the manI want to goAs fast as I canSlidin' on backTo the brotherlandNow children

      AMERICAN GHOST DANCE

      Oh give me a homeWhere the buffalo roamAnd the death of a race is a gameWhere seldom is heardA peacable word>From the white trashWho killed as they cameThough these words dig deepThey offer no reliefGod save the queenI am an indian chiefThere is a secret I keepIt's called the talking leafAnd you better believeThat he speaks his beliefsLike a rock that bleedsA sea of griefMy talking leaf speaks ofA wounded knee creekAmerican ghost dance...A new man who is with old waysHe walks the streets of lifeBut he's in chainsI'm alive he criedI can feel the flameBurning red insideI am an indian braveThere is a memoryThat lives in my bloodOf the brand you laidOn all you touchedBut the burning flameTurns to burning painGenuine genocideAnd that's truly insaneSo like a wild hurricaneI will dance on the graveOf my race that diedWhen it should have been savedAmerican ghost dance...

      IF YOU WANT ME TO STAY (Sly Stone)

      If you want me to stayI'll be around todayTo be available for you to seeI'm about to go thereThen you'll knowFor me to stay hereI've got to be meYou'll never be in doubtThat's what it's all aboutYou can't take me for granted and smileCount the days I'm goneForget reachin' me by phoneCause I promiseI'll be gone for a whileAnd when you see me againI hope that you have beenThe kind of personThat you really are nowYou got to get it straightHow could I ever be lateWhen you're my womanTaking up my timeOh how could I ever allowI guess I wonder howI could get out a pocket for funWhen you know thatYou're never number twoNumber one's gonna be number oneI'll be goodI wish I couldGet this message over to you nowWhen you see me againI hope that you have beenThe kind of personThat you really are nowI'll be so goodI wish I couldGet this message over to you nowGet this message over to you nowI'll be so goodI wish I could

      NEVERMIND

      Nevermind the Pac JamNevermind the Gap BandNevermind the Zap BandNevermind the Funk ScamCause we'reThe Red Hot Chili PeppersNevermind the British bandsNevermind the Synth Funk bandsNevermind the Wham Wham bandNevermind Duran DuranCause we'reThe Red Hot Chili PeppersNevermind the Soft Cell shitThat's strictly for the twitsNevermind the Men At WorkThose tunes are for the jerksCause we'reThe Red Hot Chili PeppersNevermind Hall and OatesThose guys are a couple of goatsNevermind the Culture ClubThat jive's just one big flubCause we'reThe Red Hot Chili Peppers

      FREAKY STYLEY

      Say it loudI'm freaky styleyAnd I'm proud ! (repeat a thousand times)

      BLACKEYED BLONDE

      Pumpin' the blood through the heart of New OrleansShe's the mystic heat of the Bourbon street dreamShe's just made out of flesh and bonesBut let me tell you little boyYou better leave her aloneLeroy Brown thought he was bad too'till she left him floatin' in the old bayouShe's the kind of girlShe's built like a bombShe's the blackeyed blackeyedBlackeyed blonde, Get down !That blackeyed beauty with the golden crotchFrench electric sex a cock shocking swamp foxHeaten queen of sleeze she's hot to boxBut let me tell you little boyShe'll clean your clockA slick and sly spyStuck in the muck of the moatBlew his mind to find a diamond in the boatDouble-o-dooms day for Mr. James BondShe's the blackeyed blackeyedBlackeyed blonde, Get down !

      THE BROTHERS CUP

      Give it up to this planet full of strifeWe're the brothers cup cuttin' sharp as a knifeWith the pop of a snap and the flip of a flapThe cups went up like a natural factIt was our shoulder spaceThat made the perfect placeFor the magic of the cupTo style out with graceWith a tight turn twistAnd a slight swerve swankThe brothers cup kissedWith a kick ass clankWe are the brothers cupWe like to get it upWe are the brothers cupWe like to get it upGive it up to this planet full of strifeWe're the brothers cup cuttin' sharp as a knifeWith the pop of a snap and the flip of a flapThe cups went up like a natural factSo love all your brothersAnd love all your sistersLove all the missesAnd love all the mistersDon't be shy when you're sharin' your kissesThe brothers cup kissAnd we ain't sissiesIt is our notion that the perfect peace potionCan be found in the wake of the green sea's motionThe long rocking swell of the mighty blue oceanIs the cradle of peace it's the perfect peace motionGive it up to this planet full of strifeWe're the brothers cup cuttin' sharp as a knifeWith the power of the cup we are about to astoundAll your preconceptions they will come unboundWe are the brothers cup coming to your townBringing tubs of love we're going to spread it around

      BATTLE SHIP

      Three miles off the coast of BeirutNew Jersey's guns get ready to shootTake a walk down the firing roomFire one it's shakedown cruiseBattle ship battle shipSee the sailor boys dressed in blueCheer the change to make the newsSend the shell down the spiral grooveBombs away it's a shakedown cruise YeahBattle ship battle ship

      LOVIN AND TOUCHIN

      CATHOLIC SCHOOL GIRLS RULE

      Catholic school girls rule...In the class she's taking notesJust how deep deep is my throatMother Mary don't you knowShe's got eyes like Marylin MonroeCatholic school girls rule...From the cross she's raised her headThis is what the sister saidGive no love until you're wedLive no life until you're deadThe good books says we must suppressThe good books says we must confessBut who cares what the good books saysCause now she's taking off her dressCatholic school girls rule...Lead us into temptationWe are pure divine creationTalkin' about my generationInjected with the seed of emaculationCatholic !

      SEX RAP

      THIRTY DIRTY BIRDS

      Thirty dirty birdsSitting on a curbChirping and BurpingAnd eatingDirty earthwormsAlong comes HerbieFrom thirty-thirdAnd thirdSaw the thirtyDirty birdsSitting on a curbChirping and BurpingAnd eatingDirty earthwormsBoy he wasDisturbed

      YERTLE THE TURTLE (lyrics by Dr. Seuss)

      On a far away islandof SalamasondYertle the turtleWas king of the pondA nice little pondIt was clean it was neatThe water was warmThere was plenty to eatUntil one dayThe king of them allDecided the kingdomHe ruled was too smallI'm a ruler of all that I seeBut I don't see enoughAnd that's the trouble with meWith this stone for a throneI am too low downI cannot look downUpon the places beyondSo Yertle the turtle kingLifted his handAnd Yertle the turtle kingLifted his handHe ordered all the turtlesOnto one another's backHe piled them highInto a ten turtle stackI'm Yertle the turtleThe things I now ruleI'm king of a cow I'm king of a muleThen down from belowIn the great turtle stackCame a burp from a plainLittle turtle named MackJust part of the throneThis burpin' little turtleLooked up and said "I begYour pardon king Yertle"I've pains in my backMy shoulders and my kneesHow long must we standHere your majesty"Silence !" the king of theTurtles barked backTo the bad burpin'Little turtle named MackI'm Yertle the turtleOh marvelous me forI am ruler of all that I seeYertle, Yertle the turtle...Yertle, Yertle the t