[Due to circumstances beyond anyone’s control
The party is over at twelve o’clock
So whatever has to be done has to be done right about now
And I say Spinderella are you with me?
Salt and Pepa are you with me?]

I am down
To take it or to break it on the mic all night
Cuz I’m Salt everybody yeah Salt
I’m the Pepa everybody the Pepa
Come see the three
Young ladies in the fellas’ fantasies
Cuz we will be trendsetters to all MC’s

Yeah, that’s right, Money, this one’s for you
Special dedication to the NYC crew
We didn’t change much as you can see
And the beats are still hyped up by Hurby
In the house, crowds are packin’
They’re all glad to see us back in step
Now flip if you oppose it, don’t sweat it
I’m talkin’ to those that’s with it
This beat is strong not feable
Worse than ???, it’s evil YOU SHOWED ME

all the days are long
till the baby comes
god will take all fear
if you say this clear

i am enough for myself
i don’t need anything else
i am enough for myself

i am dead, am i?
i am dead, am i?
i am enough for myself

Once I was a prisoner
Lost inside myself
With the world surrounding me
Wandering through the misery
But now I am free…

You gave me a breath of life
Unclouded my eyes
Wieth sweet serenity
Lighting a ray of hope for me…
And now I am free

Free to live
Free to laugh
Free to soar
Free to shine
Free to give
Free to love
Free enough to fly

Once I was all so alone
Unsteady and cold
But your love rained down upon me
Washing away uncertainty

But now
I am free

I am going to like it here.
There is something about the place,
An encouraging atmosphere,
Like the smile on a friendly face.

There is something about the place,
So caressing and warm it is,
Like the smile on a friendly face,
Like a port in the storm it is.
So caressing and warm it is,
All the people are so sincere,
Like a port in the storm it is,
I am going to like it here.


All the people are so sincere,
There’s especially one I like.
I am going to like it here,
It’s the father’s first son I like.
There’s especially one I like,
There is something about his face.
It’s the father’s first son I like,
He’s the reason I love the place.


There is something about his face,
I would follow him anywhere.
If he goes to another place …
I am going to like it there.


There is something about his face,
I would follow him anywhere.
If he goes to another place …
I am going to like it there.

I was always here in the silence
But I was never under your eye
Gather up your love in some wiseness,
For every memory shall always survive
And you will see me.

I am an animal
My teeth are sharp and my mouth is full
And the passion is so strong
When I’m alone, loneliness will change me

I am a vegetable
I get my body badly pulled
I’m rooted to the spot
Nothing will rearrange me

I’m looking back and I can’t see the past
Anymore so, hazy
I’m on a track and I’m traveling so fast
Oh for sure I’m crazy

I am a human being
I can’t believe all the things I’m seeing
I’ve nowhere to hide anymore
I’m losing my way

I am an angel
I booked in here I came straight from hell
I don’t know how to lie anymore
I’m bozzing to pray

I’m looking back and I can’t see the past
Anymore so, hazy
I’m on a track and I’m traveling so fast
Oh for sure I’m crazy

I was always here in the silence
But I was never under your eye
Gather up your love in some wiseness
for every memory shall always survive
And you will see me

I will be immersed
Queen of the fucking Universe
And I don’t know what I have anymore
Anymore than you do

I am a nothing king
Been right around on a golden ring
I don’t know where you are anymore
I’ve got no clue

I was always here in the silence
But I was never under your eye
Gather up your love in some wiseness
for every memory shall always survive
And you will see me

I am an animal

I am chicken, hear me squawk
Hear me crow and hear me bawck
Watch me rule my roost
And strut around my coop
People say I’ve got great legs
And they’re nuts about my eggs
And when they’re sick they gobble down my soup

Oh yes, I am proud
Of the way I peck and scratch
I am plump, I am loud
Just don’t count me ’till I hatch
I’m nutritious, I am pure, I’m delicious, I’m cocksure
I am tender, I’m exceptional
I am chicken!

I am chicken I’m not scared
‘Cause I’m always well prepared
And I feed all kinds of people every day
I can cackle with the best
And I’ll tackle any test
Showing even when I’m down, I’m still Grade A

Oh no, I’m no dumb cluck
And I won’t throw in the towel
I’m no turkey, I’m no duck
I’m the fairest of the fowl
I am tasteful to the end
I’m your finest feathered friend
I am plucky, I’m unflappable, I am chicken!

background singing chickens:
She is tender, she is loud,
She is plucky, she is proud
She’s delicious, she is pure
She’s nutritious, she’s cocksure
She can cook and she is chic
And we love her wings and beak
repeat

I’m curious, I wanna know
I’m an idealist, I’ll let it show
I’m curious with myself
I’m delirious from wanting

The noise that announces a seduction
I’m a volcano
In a state of eruption
I live life with a wild intensity
Need to be aroused
To the point of intimacy

What are your motives?
I got to know
I’m doing research
I got to know
What are your motives?
I got to know
Tell me your motives, oh, oh

‘Cause I’m curious, I wanna know
I’m an idealist, I’ll let it show
I’m curious with myself
I’m delirious from wanting

The fusing, the melting of two bodies
I’m addicted to lethal sexuality
I live life on the edge of ecstasy
Need to be desired
Nothing else fulfils me

What are your motives?
I got to know
I’m doing research
I got to know
What are your motives?
I got to know
Tell me your motives, ooh, ooh

I’m curious, I wanna know
I’m an idealist, I’ll let it show
I’m curious with myself
I’m delirious from wanting

I’m curious, I wanna know
I’m an idealist, I’ll let it show
I’m curious with myself
I’m delirious from wanting

Yes, I’m curious, I wanna know
I’m an idealist, I’ll let it show
I am curious with myself
Too delirious from singing
‘Cause I’m curious, I wanna know
I’m an idealist, I’ll let it show
I’m curious with myself
I’m delirious from wanting

(Mary Chapin Carpenter)

I’m a town in Carolina, I’m a detour on a ride
For aphone call and a soda, I’m a blur from the driver’s side
I’m the last gas for an hour if you’re going twenty-five
I am Texaco and tobacco, I am dust you leave behind

I am peaches in September, and corn from a roadside stall
I’m the language of the natives, I’m a cadence and a drawl
I’m the pines behind the graveyard, and the cool beneath their shade, where the boys have left their beer cans
I am weeds between the graves.

My porches sag and lean with old black men and children
Their sleep is filled with dreams, I never can fulfill them
I am a town.

I am a church beside the highway where the ditches never drain
I’m a Baptist like my daddy, and Jesus knows my name
I am memory and stillness, I am lonely in old age; I am not your destination
I am clinging to my ways
I am a town.

I’m a town in Carolina, I am billboards in the fields
I’m an old truck up on cinder blocks, missing all my wheels
I am Pabst Blue Ribbon, American, and “Southern Serves the South”
I am tucked behind the Jaycees sign, on the rural route
I am a town
I am a town
I am a town
Southbound.

I am a tree – I show my age when I don’t cry
I have the leaves that will fall off when wind blows by
Don’t strip off my bark – I have been stripped of it before
Yesterday’s gone and tomorrow has so much more in store

You are a bird – you’re taking off in every way
Say the last word until there is nothing more to say

Don’t interrupt – you know the squirrels are my friends
Get off my limb – for I will break before I bend

I’m planning to see
I’m planning to feel you all over me
So climb up my trunk and build on your nest
Come and get the sap out if me
I am a tree!
Fruitless and free!
No symmetry!
Touch me and see!

I am a tree – counting my rings will do no good
I won’t live long but I would be with you if I could
When you take flight, remember me to one who lives there
Since you have flown, there’s something special in the air
(Re-zoom/Busy signals from the home front)

I stand beside you
I face the future
I’ll admit to you
I am afraid
I am afraid
As I stand beside you
I have denied you
I am afraid

I am not drunk now
I am not pilled down
My windows wound down
I am not brainwashed
I am not running
I am not hiding
My bet’s still riding
I am afraid

I swing you high-o
I swing you low-a
I see your eye-o
I see you grow-a
I hear you crying
Your brother’s dying
Be no more lying
I am afraid

I am afraid
As I stand beside you
I have denied you
I am afraid
I stand beside you
I face the future
I’ll admit to you
I am afraid

By my religion
I stand here naked
I cannot fake it
With God as witness
My little children
Who wait for feeding’
I watch you bleeding’
I am afraid

I am afraid
As I stand beside you
I have denied you
I am afraid
I stand beside you
I face the future
I’ll admit to you
I am afraid