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For the benefit of Mr. Kite

There will be a show tonight on trampoline

The Hendersons will all be there

Late of Pablo Fanques Fair-what a scene

Over men and horses hoops and garters

Lastly through a hogshead of real fire!

In this way Mr. K. will challenge the world!

The celebrated Mr. K.

Performs his feat on Saturday at Bishopsgate

The Hendersons will dance and sing

As Mr. Kite flys through the ring don't be late

Messrs. K and H. assure the public

Their production will be second to none

And of course Henry The Horse dances the waltz!

The band begins at ten to six

When Mr. K. performs his tricks without a sound

And Mr. H. will demonstrate

Ten summersets he'll undertake on solid ground

Having been some days in preparation

A splendid time is guaranteed for all

And tonight Mr. Kite is topping the bill.

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Somebody told me by killers...I think

 

Breaking my back just to know your name

Seventeen tracks and I've had it with this game

I'm breaking my back just to know your name

But heaven ain't close in a place like this

Anything goes but don't blink you might miss

Cause heaven ain't close in a place like this

I said heaven ain't close in a place like this

Bring it back down, bring it back down tonight

Never thought I'd let a rumor ruin my moonlight

 

Well somebody told me

You had a boyfriend

Who looked like a girlfriend

That I had in February of last year

It's not confidential

I've got potential

 

Ready? Let's roll onto something new

Taking its toll and I'm leaving without you

 

Cause heaven ain't close in a place like this

I said heaven ain't close in a place like this

Bring it back down, bring it back down tonight

Never thought I'd let a rumor ruin my moonlight

 

Well somebody told me

You had a boyfriend

Who looked like a girlfriend

That I had in February of last year

It's not confidential

I've got potential

A rushin', a rushin' around

 

Pace yourself from me

I said maybe baby please

But I just don't know now

When all I wanna do is try

 

[x3]

Somebody told me

You had a boyfriend

Who looked like a girlfriend

That I had in February of last year

It's not confidential

I've got potential

A rushin', a rushin' around

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MC Pee Pants "I want candy"

 

I want candy, bubblegum and taffy, skip to the sweet shop with my sweetheart Sandy, got my penny saved, so I'm her sugar Daddy. I'm her Hume Cronyn, she's my Jessica Tandy, I want candy. Mess up the mix, mix up the mess, come on down, yo, heres the address, it's 6-1-2 Wharf Avenue, 6-1-2 WHarf Avenue Gonna get your ass beat, nasty, do it to your daddy, embarrass your whole family, just cuz ya came between a kid and his candy, i want candy, any kind will do, don't care if its nutritious or FDA Approved, its gonna make me spaz like 5 cats on booze, a hyperactive juice that only I can produce, and build a giant drill, and bore it straight into hell, releasing ancient demons from their sleep-forever spell so they can walk up on the Earth, and get resituated, and hawk the diet pills MC Pee Pants have created!

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THIS PAINT IS STARTING TO MOCK ME.

 

HOSE ME DOWN ANOTHER ONE OF DEM CHOCOLATE BUNNIES.

 

the remix! "I like beatings! i'll beat ya all day..."

 

"...no see, wanting is for children. MC Pee Pants is mature now. He needs the candy. that's a responsibility...."

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Stereolab - The Flower Called Nowhere

 

This song is on an edition of Blue Jam. It's sweet, gentle and moving and it just happened to follow a sketch about Dutch porn stars ejaculating themselves to death.

 

Juxtaposed or what?

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"the potion" Ludacris

 

what up

hey shawti what it is?

what up

hey shawti what it is?

what up

hey shawti what it is?

 

Lil Buddy whatcha want

some violent shit

2 steppin laid back

still wildin shit

what up

Aye baby I got the potion

Take a sip of this

and put yo back in motion

 

Lil Buddy whatcha want

some violent shit

2 steppin laid back

still wildin shit

what up

Aye baby I got the potion

Take a sip of this

and put yo back in motion

 

Man I'm like a needle in a haystack

so face that goin back to the drwing board connect dots

But can't trace that

Matta fact erase that cause

I'm this late track getcha face slapped and I'm

Straight so don't taste that try somthin different

and shit I'm listenin and shit speakin about

What hip-hop missin and shit

I'm bout to fill a void

Ludacris born in illinois raised in Atlanta

Taught hamma since I was a little boy

ain't nobody like me so they wanna fight me fight me step

To me now but it ain't like me people swear they sike me just cause he's light-skinded with braids in

His hair don't mean that nigga look like me trick getcha mind right livin in a limelight so

Picture what they'll do for my jimmy and a kondike

Bar Bar hardy hard

tell yo mama imma ghetto superstar

 

Lil Buddy whatcha want

some violent shit

2 steppin laid back

still wildin shit

what up

Aye baby I got the potion

Take a sip of this

and put yo back in motion

 

Lil Buddy whatcha want

some violent shit

2 steppin laid back

still wildin shit

what up

Aye baby I got the potion

Take a sip of this

and put yo back in motion

 

Only 75 I make but still a bigshot plus i gotta big clean everyday stay fresher than whats in

A ziploc tell yo man to kick rocks when I make my pit stops I'm in then its hard to get me out

Like imma slip not Born to be a leader and not no not a follower only hang wit chicks that got mo

Twist than Oliver

And imma tell my hollower would i like to

borrow her lips bringing out the best

In me specially if she's a swallower

freaky-deaky yellow man,

and I'm sayin' hello man to all the lovely ladys that like to

Jiggle like jello man bigger booty small waist put'me in a small place and if it ain't no ass

Where im at then I'm in the wrong place bells like a bondsman but keep'em dancin like Bob

Johnson who da hell is that in that fancy car tell yo mama imma ghetto superstar

 

Lil Buddy whatcha want

some violent shit

2 steppin laid back

still wildin shit

what up

Aye baby I got the potion

Take a sip of this

and put yo back in motion

 

Lil Buddy whatcha want

some violent shit

2 steppin laid back

still wildin shit

what up

Aye baby I got the potion

Take a sip of this

and put yo back in motion

 

Jump down turn around pick a pail of cotton

Jump down turn around pick a pail of hay

ooh lordy

Pick a pail of cotton

ohh lordy

pick a pail of hay

 

Jump down turn around pick a pail of cotton

Jump down turn around pick a pail of hay

ooh lordy

Pick a pail of cotton

ohh lordy

pick a pail of hay

 

Still workin like a slave

Learnin tricks in da trade

in da ghetto state of mind till im rich and I'm paid pickin records

Like cotton in the thick of the day

Till I'm spoiled and I'm rotten and they send us away life no different that ozar minimum wage

Mo money but still locked in a similar cage either losers of tomorrow Now just that and theres

Really nothin missin to say but

 

Lil Buddy whatcha want

some violent shit

2 steppin laid back

still wildin shit

what up

Aye baby I got the potion

Take a sip of this

and put yo back in motion

 

Lil Buddy whatcha want

some violent shit

2 steppin laid back

still wildin shit

what up

Aye baby I got the potion

Take a sip of this

and put yo back in motion

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