I hear the music, daylight disc
Three men in black said, “Don’t report this”
“Ascension,” and that’s all they said
Sickness now, the hour’s dread

All praise
He’s found the awful truth, Balthazar
He’s found the saucer news

I’m in fairy rings and tower beds
“Don’t report this,” three men said
Books by the blameless and by the dead
King in yellow, queen in red

All praise
He’s found the awful truth, Balthazar
He’s found the saucer news

Dead leaves always give up motion
I no longer feel the motion
Where prophecy fails, the falling motion
“Don’t report this, agents of fortune”

All praise
He’s found the awful truth, Balthazar
He’s found the saucer news
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This was not really meant to be
but some things in the night were frightening me
I hid behind a tree, hoped the things would go away

My friends got worried, they were waiting for me
because we had to leave now – EMERGENCY
I was still behind the tree
and they just couldn’t stay
I’m all alone – E.T. phone home
now I’m on my own – E.T. phone home

Please, I don’t want to stay
don’t leave me here, take me away
let me make one more call
I saw my ship lift from the ground
I heard shouting voices all around
so I didn’t make a sound
and the things went away

So here I am and I don’t know what to do
should I try to contact someone like you?
I’m all alone – E.T. phone home
now I’m on my own – E.T. phone home

Please, I don’t want to stay
don’t leave me here, take me away
let me make one more call
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Space… The Final Frontier


E.T. is an alien, and he is kind’a spacy
Comin’ from the universe to party and go crazy
E.T. is an alien, and he is kind’a spacy
Comin’ from the universe to party and go crazy
Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo, here we go!


Attention everyone, there’s a party in your town
E.T. is on the loose, and he’s got it goin’ on


Come, do the E.T. dance, wiggle up your hands
he’s everybody’s friend, and loves to party
Do the E.T. dance, wiggle up your hands
Everybody say yippie-yo and yippie-yeah!


E.T. is an alien, and he is kind’a spacy
Comin’ from the universe to party and go crazy
E.T. is an alien, and he is kind’a spacy
Comin’ from the universe to party and go crazy
Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo, here we go!


Ladies and gentlemen, it is dancin’ shakin’ time
So move from side to side, up’n’down and left to right


Come, do the E.T. dance, wiggle up your hands
he’s everybody’s friend, and loves to party
Do the E.T. dance, let me see your hands
Everybody say yippie-yo and yippie-yeah!


E.T. is an alien, and he is kind’a spacy
Comin’ from the universe to party and go crazy
E.T. is an alien, and he is kind’a spacy
Comin’ from the universe to party and go crazy
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Uh uh uh uh uh
Uh wait a minute now ..uh ohhhhhhhh
Uh uh
Can u hear me out there
Lunatics, is y’all ready
Let me hear ya
Uh ohhhhhhhhh

I’ma sucka for corn rolls and manicure toes (hey)
Philly capri pants and parachute clothes (alright)
Passadity city with one or two throws
I’m droppin outta high school
Straight into the pro’s, who knows I know
That I love it when you make your knees touch your elbows
And break it down low to the flow, there you go
Now throw it on me slow
And everytime I bust a ryhme, baby give me some more
You say you like that, when I hit it from behind
And I’ll be right back yea thats my very next line
I use it time after time, when I’m speakin my mind
It’s no matter if I’m shootin game to a pigeon and dime
I ask you who dat is, talkin that shit about the ‘tics
Somebody probably jealous cuz they bitch got hit
But nobody else droppin shit like dis, should we apologize
Fuck ’em just leave ’em bitch hey

Chorus: repeat 2X

Andelle andelle moma E.I. E.I., uh ohhhhhhhh
wuts happenin now
Andelle andelle moma E.I. E.I., uh ohhhhhhhh
If they head right nelly there all night

We can go to tha break of dawn …nigga
Money long…nigga
Go fast up tha skirt to talk to tha bone…nigga
Some say I’m wrong fuck it I’m grown…..nigga
If you aint bout money then best be gone…nigga
I’m fast (uh) double takes when you walk past me
Nasty, don’t be scared boo, go ahead and ask me
I drive fasty, call me Jeff Gordon
in a black SS wit a navagation
See tha black blazion, somethin smells amazin
I gotta chick rollin up half black and asian
Another one pigeon tellin me to come home
Her husband on vacation and left her home alone
I used tha v-12 powers, weight loss powers
I’m fat for the Iceberg Slim and one shower
Get a room in drunk towers just to hit the P hours
Get the bitch up out the room cuz she used the word ours
(hey)

Chorus

They got a smash mouth of a whole ounce, of that sticky
Watch my hands under a gurls ??, feelin icky
Let go off in a hoes mouth, I ain’t picky
Start frontin when the shows out
Whatcha mean, 20 inches when they roll out
Come and get me, big faces when they fold out
Is ya wit me? Don’t make me pull that 44 ouuuuuuut
I keep it close when I the go ouuuuuut
Then I slide up in an esclade
me and E gettin solid like the ice capades
From heat, frosty, roger the rabbit than bugsy
You understand me, wrap this like mummys
If you compare me to your local grocery
Then you’ll see i got more carrots than al dee
More bread than algae, you can bag and scan me
Sure like I’ll be, you can meet tha ‘tics in Maui (hey)

Chorus


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People often talk about how technical we are
but I can assure you that we haven’t got so far
So let’s change it, let’s rearrange it
put the plug in the wall, nuclear power to us all
Everything there is will be – Electric
Everything I see will be – Electric
Everything I touch will be – Electric
Everything, everything will be – Electric
Early in the morning a machine speaks to me
Starting to make breakfast when some friends of his I see
I want to hear some music so I press a button here
Electricity around me, without any fear, ’cause…
Everything there is will be – Electric
Everything I see will be – Electric
Everything I touch will be – Electric
Everything, everything will be – Electric
We are getting closer to the future every day
We have to start thinking in an electronic way
Because soon there’ll be machines wherever you stand
So leave the past behind you, I hope you understand that…
Everything there is will be – Electric
Everything I see will be – Electric
Everything I touch will be – Electric
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Forever…
It’s been hours, seems like days
Since you went away
And all I do is check the screen
To see if you’re okay
You don’t answer when I phone
Guess you want to be left alone
So I’m sending you my heart, my soul
And this is what I’ll say


Chorus:
I’m sorry, oh so sorry
Can’t you give me one more chance
To make it all up to you
E-mail my heart
And say our love will never die
And I, I know you’re out there
And I know you still care (I know you still care)
E-mail me back and say our love will stay alive
Forever……….e-mail my heart


I can see you in my mind
Coming on the light
And opening this letter
That I’ve sent a hundred times


Here’s a picture of us two
I look so good on you
And can’t you please forgive me
For the hurt I put you through


chorus


chorus


Forever… (what you say, what you say, what you say)
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E chiss? dove sei, stasera, e con chi mai sarai,
sei forse solo, ci vorrebbe un abbraccio forte,
e un tuo sorriso ora ? per questo che adesso, ovunque sei,
ti chiedo scusa…
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A ha ha, that’s right motherfuckers
I’m Back.
This is the true story about mackin
Check it
Times are changin’
Talk about it
More so each year,
But the Early Mornin’
Stoned Pimp is here.
So let it rain, and let the guitar rock
And if ya me yawn
Just drop that top
Come on…
Hey hey hey
Well well well well
Hey hey hey
Well well well well


And I be catchin’ them northern pike
Like on a ten pound test
Success, never fess, take a guess
I be the early mornin’ stoned pimp,
Straight limpin,
Boone’s Farm drinkin,
At the party big booty pinchin’
Chillin, like a villian, balloon fillin Whack MC killin, the fine ho drillin
With the million dollar talent
And the ten cent brain,
Been gone too long, too much cocaine,
But now that I’m back, on the block
I’m ready to rock
Left to right, all night
My game’s tight, I wish you might
Take a bite
Out of this here toxic, melodic, neurotic product
Fresh from the harvest
Who’ll be the largest, hardest smartest label in town
Top Dog get down

Radio won’t play me, but still I got the kids around
the world goin’ Kid Rock crazy
Wicked witches be flyin’ on broomsticks,
Kid Rock be comin’ with the boom boom boom biatch
I from the sticks biatch
Straight from the RO

“Kid Rock I ain’ts no bitch”
Ah, yes you are ho
So quit frontin’ like ya don’t know,
when I step straight into the party with my homeboy
Tino
“What’s up?”
So get a good look bro
Get a good gander
I’m made in Detroit
but my name aint Stanzler
Spreadin’ like a cancer, a virus
While you’re lookin’ really gay like fuckin’ Billy Ray Cyrus
I’m the highest MC of all time
Got my mind on the D
And the D on my mind And the line gets drawn when my eyes can’t see
Hit me twice with the Tussin and the morphine IV
I be
What they call an O-G bitch
I’m the motherfuckin’ Early Mornin’ Stoned Pimp

Now throw your hands in the air and let’s rock y’all
Just throw your hands up high, hip hop y’all
Just throw your hands in the air and let’s rock y’all
Because the Detroit party don’t stop y’all

Just throw your hands up high, let’s rock y’all
Just throw your hands side to side, hip hop y’all
Just throw your hands up high, let’s rock y’all
Because the Kid Rock party don’t stop y’all

Now I’m the self made mack on a mountain on Mars
Got the money green cut it with the high roll clause
A Lincoln Continental and a Gran Marquis
Rag top, drop down, rollin’ on chrome D’s bitch
The purple furs and the gold trim glasses
I only bust the fat asses
And I don’t be givin a fuck who da hell can rap better than me
Cause I’m a true fuckin’ player and I mack like a real G H-I-J-K, L-M-N-O-P is for pimpin,
Early mornin’ stoned pimpin
I been down, been around,
From the bottom to the top
Partyin’ down with the slimmies in the cities that I rock

Ooh baby, baby, baby let me love ya
Or if you wanna get your freak on, I’ll just fuck ya
With the Ooh, ahh, ooh, ooh, ooh ahhh, biatch, shit
Im the Early Morning Stoned Pi-imp

Hey hey hey
Come on yo.

Now throw your hands in the air and let’s rock y’all
Just throw your hands up high, hip hop y’all
Just throw your hands in the air and let’s rock y’all
Because the Detroit party don’t stop y’all

Just throw your hands up high, let’s rock y’all
Just throw your hands side to side, hip hop y’all
Just throw your hands up high, let’s rock y’all
Because the Kid Rock party don’t stop y’all

My name is Tino, you know
Baby let’s get funky,
I’m like Lenny Bruce girl but I ain’t no goddamn junkie
Cruisin’ with the Kid in my ’71
To the crib of love
Gonna get us some, ladies
We keep em on a string ah
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Intro:
Ta di da di da….It’s di one and omly E-L-E-P-H-A-N-T!!!
Ta di da di da….Show mi which one a dem corny niggas!!!!
They should know!!!

Verse 1:
Hear yuh all a drop now it’s my time to peek out
Badman fi who bwoy mon mi kick your teeth out
Di whole a BountyKiller’s voice box dem go tief out
Pumpkin and Head a likkle piece a brains peep out
Mek mi see your hands from nuh gal yuh never eat out
Mi baby mother vex, a last night mi sleep out
Talk your mind gal cause heart man yuh a seek out
Platinum chain have di gal dem weak out
Rudebwoy envy in a mil dem go leak out
Badman nah run from police inna shootout
Whole crew a government see dem pon di lookout
Where di shotta dem old pants where dem zip out
Where dat tune sweet??? It nuh need fi get beep out
Sign pon mi fence playa haters keep out
Nuff a dem vex true a we dem gal a seek out
Time fi di rubbish get sweep out, humm…….

Chorus:
Ta di da di da….It’s di one and only E-L-E-P-H-A-N-T!!!
Ta di da di da….Show mi which niggas niggas
Niggas wanna war wid we
Ta di da di da….It’s di one and only E-L-E-P-H-A-N-T!!!
Ta di da di da….Show mi which niggas niggas
They should know!!!!

Verse 2:
See mi see nah run from it
Nah nowhere fi dun from it and stunned from it
Di whole a dat mi dun pon it, he vex from it
White shirt get red from it, mi never planned it
Some informer caan stand it
Seh dem a badman buck di guy, bun a tief bun mi style
Yuh and yuh too red eye nun boogaman can par wid I
Buss your teeth dem inna di sky Capleton seh string dem high
High high we nuh par wid booga guy, yeah!!!!!

Chorus:
Ta di da di da….It’s di one and only E-L-E-P-H-A-N-T!!!
Ta di da di da….Show mi which niggas niggas
Niggas wanna war wid we
Ta di da di da….It’s di one and only E-L-E-P-H-A-N-T!!!
Ta di da di da….Show mi which niggas niggas
Niggas wanna war wid we

Repeat song till end
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Mix Mix Stop Down Move Around
Mix Mix Stop Down Move Around

Rollin’, step out the bathroom stall
We got pharmaceuticals and alcohol
Watch the smoke and the lights bouncing off the wall
In a disco hall
Disco ball

‘Cause the devil may care
But, I’m not the devil so there
Middle finger up in the air
To the people that judge us by what we wear
And stare
Like we care

We come to play
We come to play
Spin the 4U yo hey DJ
We come to play
We come to play
Kids of the U to the S to the A

Mix Mix Stop Down Move Around
Mix Mix Stop Down Move Around
A sensation, aviation, deviation, E-generation
Mix Mix Stop Down Move Around
Mix Mix Stop Down Move Around
A sensation, aviation, deviation, E-generation

Midnight, time to head out like a fetus
Call up the crew and tell ’em where to meet us
To another club cause that’s where the weed is
Papa Smurf got us on the E-list
So we jumped in the ride (ride)
Navigator Chrome on the side
Yo Man, you good to drive?
He said “I don’t think it’s wrong”
So we all went along
So we all went along
‘Cause God may care
But I never met God anywhere
Middle finger up in the air
To the people that judge us by the color of our hair
And stare
Like we care

We come to play
We come to play
Spin the 4U yo hey DJ
We come to play
We come to play
Kids of the U to the S to the A

(chorus)

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