Lime Garden’s “Pulp” video is an absurdist spy drama

Lime Garden’s “Pulp” video is an absurdist spy drama
The new U.K. band track a mysterious man through the streets of Brighton, England in their latest visual.

By David Renshaw

July 21, 2021

U.K. band Lime Garden’s charmingly DIY video for new single “Pulp” is a throwback to classic caper movies. The focus of the video, and the propulsive indie disco banger it accompanies, is a man named Simon. Simon, vocalist Chloe Howard sings, with “blonde skin betwee his teeth” who says things like “Society is a test.” Naturally, the band want to know more.

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This leads to the four piece using old school spy techniques, think big sunglasses, hiding behind a newspaper and lurking around street corners, to get close to the enigmatic Simon. That’s when things get a little messy and Simon ends up tied to a chair and being terrorized by the four members of Lime Garden.

Speaking to The FADER via email, Howard explained a little about the thinking behind the song and video: “The inspiration for ‘Pulp’ came from a slightly unnerving dream of a spooky man cloaked in orange pulp, tip-toeing and dancing through the streets at night,” she said. “We built the track around this absurd idea, with our efforts based on trying to mix the sweet adrenaline of a dance-filled club night, with feelings of unease and danger. It’s dark, yet upbeat and wonky, with wobbling bass and drums designed to capture the undulating streets he walks on. ‘Pulp was one of the first songs we wrote using Logic, and as primarily a guitar band it changed the way we work together creatively to form new ideas.”

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Thumbnail image courtesy of Percy Walker-Smith.

Legend – Prologue Lyrics

Life is just a constant illusion, carpeted dreams of man’s confusion
Expertly stripped of reasons why, dissected clean and barely alive

Freedom is a dream of the dead, a martyrs cry deep within your head
Where air is not a worthy cause, to destroy the land with mindless wars

England, your children die in vain, for reasons of political gain
And fathers weep into the past, where once they wanted life to last

Bad Sounds – Hot Head Chippenham Lyrics

It’s hot head Chippenham
And I’m a victim of him
From the back of my head
To the front

You call it german shepherd
The more you keep let a king well
I think, I think I’m better than him
It’s hard to believe

His mother and his sister go ballista
When they try to tell me
(That’s what you mean)

[Chorus]
He ain’t no hot head, hot head, hot head, hot head
Underneath (hot head, hot head, hot head, hot head, hot head)
Hot head, hot head, hot head, hot head
Yeah I thought it was getting better but it’s getting worse

I heard he’s so fickle
Finds it hard to mingle with me
Bark, bark, bark (woof)
He left his mark (oh no)

Slytherin’s back (yeah)
The empire’s back (ah)
Nah they didn’t die after the rebel attack
They just fleed

His mother and his sister go ballista
When they try to tell me
(That’s what you mean)

[Chorus]
He ain’t no hot head, hot head, hot head, hot head
Underneath (hot head, hot head, hot head, hot head, hot head)
Hot head, hot head, hot head, hot head
Yeah I thought it was getting better but it’s getting worse

Two doors down’s got an England flag out the front
Must be in hot head, hot head, hot head, hot head
Chippenham
Must be in hot head, hot head, hot head, hot head
Chippenham
(Oh, that’s what you mean)

He ain’t no hot head, hot head, hot head, hot head
Underneath (hot head, hot head, hot head, hot head, hot head)
Hot head, hot head, hot head, hot head

Yeah I thought it was getting better but it’s getting worse
He ain’t no hot head, hot head, hot head, hot head
Underneath (dickhead, dickhead, dickhead, dickhead underneath)
Hot head, hot head, hot head, hot head underneath

Yeah I thought it was getting better but it’s getting worse
Yeah I thought it was getting better but it’s getting worse
Yeah I thought it was getting better but it’s getting worse
Yeah I thought it was getting better but it’s getting worse

Jetplane Landing – A Miracle Of Science Lyrics

There’s a light beaming gold around the world
What turns on boys should turn on girls
And I’m good at running up stairs at a very steep angle
Injury, injury, been falling on my head all f**king season
Still I try to break the code
Of a lifetime’s selections and memories
Causing problems off the coast of England

Skinny boys singing songs about their past never sold like this, so fast
Shot, shot, shot, shoot me down, from Radio city their sending out
Warnings of war of the worlds, war of the worlds, I’d never have fallen for something so obvious
Still I try to break the code of a lifetimes selections and memories
Just a big name who’s top of the billing

I am not afraid – of what I discover

Still I try to break the code of a lifetimes selections and memories
I am not afraid – of repeating the last line
I am not afraid – of military magic
Because I am not afraid

I’ve gotta get a message
Getting messages so complicated
Complicated plans are always mine

Its a miracle of science that we’re here at all, we’re here at all
With mathematic chance upon our side
So wash your mouth out honey

There’s a light beaming gold around the world
What turns on boys should turn on girls

Castlecomer – Fire Alarm Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Try to make a little conversation with the demons in my mind
Everybody has a first world problem taking up their precious time
Oh I remember, I remember when we kissed, September
Nothing could compare to this, to be a lover, is to be the optimist

[Chorus]
We’re too young to make it out
Let’s give them something to talk about
Can you hear the fire alarm?
‘Cause I can feel the fire coming on
We’re too young to make it out
Let’s give them something to talk about
Can you hear the fire alarm?
‘Cause I can feel the fire coming on
‘Cause I can feel the fire coming on
‘Cause I can feel the fire coming on

[Verse 2]
Lovers sitting close on every bus stop waiting for the new bazaar
Pretty girls in England stealing looks and wondering just who we are
Oh I remember, I remember New Years Eve, her father told me
Son, that I should leave, to be a lover, is to be the new naive

[Chorus]
We’re too young to make it out
Let’s give them something to talk about
Can you hear the fire alarm?
‘Cause I can feel the fire coming on
We’re too young to make it out
Let’s give them something to talk about
Can you hear the fire alarm?
‘Cause I can feel the fire coming on
‘Cause I can feel the fire coming on
‘Cause I can feel the fire coming on

[Bridge]
‘Cause you came and you paid with a fist full of paper
And asked for me back, and said you would be faithful
‘Cause you came and you paid with a fist full of paper
And asked for me back, and said you would be faithful
‘Cause you came and you paid with a fist full of paper
And asked for me back, and said you would be faithful
‘Cause you came and you paid with a fist full of paper
And asked for me back, and said you would be faithful
Faithful, faithful

[Chorus]
We’re too young to make it out
Let’s give them something to talk about
Can you hear the fire alarm?
‘Cause I can feel the fire coming on
We’re too young to make it out
Let’s give them something to talk about
Can you hear the fire alarm?
‘Cause I can feel the fire coming on
‘Cause I can feel the fire coming on
‘Cause I can feel the fire coming on

Chuck Berry – It Wasn’t Me Lyrics

Play this song

[Chorus]
It wasn’t me, baby; no, it wasn’t me, baby
It must have been some other body, uh uh, baby, it wasn’t me

[Verse 1]
Said he was cold, tired and hungry, came a-begging for bread
The lady took him in and fed him breakfast in bed

[Chorus]
It wasn’t me, boss; mmm-mmm, boss, it wasn’t me
It must have been some other body, uh uh, boss, it wasn’t me

[Verse 2]
You say you saw my car parked in the drive-in one night
Came over to speak to me, I was out of sight

[Chorus]
It wasn’t me, baby, mmm-mmm, baby, it wasn’t me
It must have been some other body, uh uh, baby, it wasn’t me

[Verse 3]
Yes, a shrewd young whipper snapper love to run and play
But the draft board got him, they inducted him today

[Chorus]
It wasn’t me, Sergeant; mmm, Sergeant, it wasn’t me
It must have been some other body, uh uh, Sarge, it wasn’t me

[Verse 4]
I met a German girl in England who was going to school in France
Said we danced in Mississippi at a Alpha Kappa dance

[Chorus]
It wasn’t me, Officer; no, Officer, it wasn’t me
It must have been some other body, uh uh, Officer, it wasn’t me

[Verse 5]
Wailing down the freeway, testing out the cruising power
The state trooper trailing, clocked him ninety miles per hour

[Chorus]
It wasn’t me, Sheriff; mmm-mmm, Sheriff, it wasn’t me
Ah! It must have been some other body, uh uh, Sheriff, it wasn’t me

[Verse 6]
Calling for brave young soldiers, needed on the front row
Lieutenant said, “Which one of y’all volunteer to go?”

[Chorus]
It wasn’t me, Captain; mmm-mmm, Captain, it wasn’t me
It must have been some other body, mmm-mmm, Captain, it wasn’t me

Dos Gringos – I Don’t Want To Join The Air Force Lyrics

(Alright, you ready?)
No
(OK. Let’s do it anyways)
Alright
(1, 2, 3)

I don’t wanna join the Air Force
I don’t wanna go to war
I’d rather hang around
Piccadilly Underground
And living on the earnings of a high-class lady
I don’t want an Aphid up me arsehole
I don’t want my bollocks shot away
I’d rather be in England
In merry, merry England
And fornicate my f**kin’ life away
Gor blimey

Monday I rubbed her on the ankle
Tuesday I touched her on the knee
On Wednesday I confess, I lifted up her dress
On Thursday, I saw it, gor blimey
Friday I put my hand upon it
On Saturday she gave my balls a tweak
On Sunday after supper
I ran the ol’ boy up her
And now she earns me seven quid a week
Oh!

I don’t wanna join the Air Force
I don’t wanna go to war
I’d rather hang around
Piccadilly Underground
And living on the earnings of a high-class lady
I don’t want an Aphid up me arsehole
I don’t want my bollocks shot away
I’d rather be in England
In merry, merry England
And fornicate my f**kin’ life away

Hm
(What are bollocks?)
I dunno. I’m not sure what bollocks are. What are quid?
Ohhh, arse
(Arse, I’m pretty sure I know what an arse is)
I know, but they gotta f**kin’ say it right
(Yeah)
Damn Brits
Let’s Am– we gotta Americanize this shit
(Alright, let’s do it)
OK

I don’t wanna join the Air Force
I don’t wanna go to war
I’d rather just get by
Smokin’ dope and getting high
And living on the earnings of a tax-free annuity
I don’t want an Archer up my asshole
I don’t want my balls shot away
I’d rather be in Vegas
In dirty f**kin’ Vegas
And fornicate my f**kin’ life away
Hell yeah!

Monday I never flew a sortie
Tuesday I did my IDE
On Wednesday I confess, I was at my master’s class
On Thursday, five more safety briefings
Friday, a seven-hour standup
On Saturday they said no cross-country
On Sunday I said “f**k it”
And told them they could suck it
And now I’m earnin’ seven g’s a week at Lockheed

I don’t wanna join the Air Force
I don’t wanna go to war
I’d rather just get by
Smokin’ dope and gettin’ high
And living on the earnings of a tax-free annuity
I don’t want an Archer up my asshole
I don’t want my balls shot away
I’d rather be in Vegas
In dirty f**kin’ Vegas
And fornicate my f**kin’ life away

Vant – The Answer Lyrics

[Solo]

[Intro]
C-C-C-C-C-C-C-C-C-C-C-C-C-C-Call me
Won’t you call me?
C-C-C-C-C-C-C-C-C-C-C-Can you inform me?
What’s the story?
What’s the answer?

[Chorus]
Won’t you give me the answer?
The answer
The answer

[Solo]

[Verse 1]
Chemical conflict 1429 die, die
400 children just let them lie, lie, lie
We can’t interfere in case of criticism
We need another term, not another Afghanistan

[Chorus]
Won’t you give me the answer?
The answer
The answer

[Verse 2]
100K is A-OK, it’ll all blow over, what the hell can I say?
1000K well Iraq was Iraq, you know the USA will take and never give back
You’re from England well “Hello there my brother”
Keep sucking my dick, while my friend f**ks your mother

[Outro]
Does that give you the answer?
The answer
The answer
The answer

Big Big Train – Experimental Gentlemen Part Two Lyrics

Farewell, my friends
Taking leave of England
Headed due south;
Experimental gentlemen

On the high seas
Clear the distance
Chase the moon
Across the sky;
Experimental gentlemen

At the ends of the Earth
Seeking landfall
The observers and collectors
Making order of the world

At the masthead
Crow’s nest
Spyglass in hand;
Experimental gentlemen

Listen out for
The sound of the waves
Breaking on a distant shore
At the edge of the known world

Dare to know
Set a course for the stars
Men of reason
Making sense of the world
And the wonder of it all

Dare to know
The wonder of it all

PEHLI VAAR Lyrics and Video Song – Manavgeet Gill

Satvi’ch shuru hoyi sigi daastan
Ishqpure da fadeya si raasta
Nave daakhle’ch kehnde naar aayi chakvi
Nirih o haseen gutt kare cheer kaddvi
(Kare cheer kaddvi)

Chaldi class de vichale hoye darshan
Sonh saah si hoyi kehndi late hogi darasal
Pehli takkni ch seene vaar kar gayi
Aar paar kar gayi, rakhta khilaar si

Kehnde ne pyaar jinu hoya yaar si
Ohdo pehli vaar si, ohdo pehli vaar si
Jihde bina lagda na dil hunda si
Na mil hunda si bheda aitvaar si
Bheda aitvaar si

9vi di me gal dassa aaya gaj ke
Ni me sajj dhjj ke, tedi pag gadd ke
Dekhde hi meinu jatti shock ho gayi
Nigah lock ho gayi, dekhe dele add ke
Meinu kehndi sohnya tu dil mang ke
Meinu sooli tang ke, hoji na farar ni

Dasvi’ch taapmaan ohdo chadheya
Jadon shreaam ohda ni main hath fadeya
Sandhuri amb waangu laal ho gayi
Haaye ve behaal ho gayi
Kehndi chhad adeya
Jaan de ve zaalima main hath jod’di
Na teri gal mod’di ishq karaar di

Kehnde ne pyaar jinu hoya yaar si
Odo pehli vaar si, odo pehli vaar si
Jide bina lagda na dil hunda si
Na mil hunda si, bhaida aitvaar si
Bheda aitvaar si…

Aa…

12vi ch mukkeya si jadon silsila
Bina kite intlah England tur gayi
Sadde satt band leke yaar bhull gayi
Goryan te dull gayi
Desi kehke tur gayi

Panj saala di oh yaari jhatt tod gayi
Hajuaa ch rol gayi, pe gayi drar si

Kehnde ne pyaar jinu hoya yaar si
Ohdo pehli vaar si, ohdo pehli vaar si
Jihde bina lagda na dil hunda si
Na mil hunda si bheda aitvaar si
Bheda aitvaar si

Bheda lagge aitvaar..
Kehnde ne pyaar jinu, pyaar jinu
Kehnde ne pyaar jinu, pyaar jinu
Kehnde ne pyaar jinu, pyaar jinu
Kehnde ne pyaar jinu..
Hoya yaar si, hoya yaar si

Foals – Neptune Lyrics

Play this song

[Verse 1]
Hey, now it’s time to go
From the white wards of England
The crows line the rivers and roads
I wanna walk where I know
Through the olive groves
The sky that knows my name
It gave me away
The magnolia moon
Like an eggshell, a white bell
To lighten my cold room
So let me sleep where I lay
With a murder of crows
That live in the boughs of my brain

[Chorus]
See me when I float like a dove
Skies above lined with trees
I’m on my knees, I’m singing, please
Come and take me away

[Verse 2]
Time brings low all good things
When you open your eyes
When you open your eyes
Now in the vastness of pines
Where my ghost lies in loose-limbed array
I pass the time
And go upload my heart to the fatal shore
Forevermore, it spins here behind closed doors
Now, it’s time to go through the fields of chrome
The rusted homes abandoned at the remains of the day
So come on, row me away
On black rivers and rainbows to Neptune
Where I can stay

[Chorus]
See me when I float like a dove
The skies above lined with trees
I’m on my knees, I’m begging, please
Come and take me away
Take me away
Come take me away

[Post-Chorus]
Time brings low the best of things
When you open your eyes
When you open your eyes, eyes
Time brings low all good things
When we open our eyes
When we open our eyes

[Solo]

[Bridge]
Oh, I’ve waited so long
On the snow shores of England
To sing my last song
So come row me away
On black rivers and rainbows to Neptune
Where I can stay

[Chorus]
See me when I float like a dove
The skies above lined with trees
I’m on my knees, begging, please
Come and take me away
Come take me away
Come take me away

RAYE – Confidence lyrics

(feat. Maleek Berry & Nana Rogues)

[Intro: Maleek Berry]
Cheers!
Uh
Oh, Berry pon this
Raye baby, sunshine, sunshine, yeah

[Verse 1: RAYE]
Usually it’s cold in the England
So I think I’ll fly somewhere different
Usually I work on the weekend
But I’m free, so I’m goin’ out
African boy, where are you at though?
Need someone so bad I can take ’em
One night ting is not what I came for, no no
I wanna hit the town

[Pre-Chorus 1: RAYE]
Now I’m movin’ to the waist line, waist line
Pull me on you
Now, clearly you don’t waste time, want mine
Not shy, are you?

[Chorus: RAYE]
Move confidence
Need a brother who move confident
Need a fella who do what he want
Got me feelin’ all ooh
Dun-da-da-da
Seen a fella who knows what I want
Need a brother who move confident
Who’s got me feelin’ all ooh

[Verse 2: RAYE]
Honestly, I know that we just met
But I think there’s somethin’ I’m likin’
The way that you look in my eyes
Like no way I can tell you no, I say, “Yes”
I don’t know how quickly we’ll take this
But whatever happens, I’m in this, I’m in this
Begin this, they can’t see us ’cause your window’s tinted

[Pre-Chorus 1: RAYE]
Now I’m movin’ to the waist line, waist line
Pull me on you
Now, clearly you don’t waste time, want mine
Not shy, are you?

[Chorus: RAYE]
Move confidence
Need a brother who move confident
Need a fella who do what he want
Got me feelin’ all ooh
Dun-da-da-da
Seen a fella who knows what I want
Need a brother who move confident
Who’s got me feelin’ all ooh

[Bridge: Maleek Berry]
Oh, you need a brother like me, babe
Spend money, I don’t feel it
Fly around the world with a G, babe
Or slick talk got your in your feelings
The way I feel I can’t deny
Got me workin’ overtime
I lose it when you bust a wine
We foreplay then press rewind

[Pre-Chorus 2: Maleek Berry]
I got you movin’ to the waist line, waist line
Turn me on, babe
We be goin’ to the late night, late night
Put me on you

[Chorus: RAYE]
Move confidence
Need a brother who move confident
Need a fella who do what he want
Got me feelin’ all ooh
Dun-da-da-da
Seen a fella who knows what I want
Need a brother who move confident
Who’s got me feelin’ all ooh

Cradle Of Filth – Heartbreak And Seance lyrics

Before the war, this grave darksome pall
Pressed upon the face of England
We were sovereign to nothing less
Than the map of our souls solicitous to reign
Together in a peace these wicked times disdain

Then Empire saw much more to gain

The Crown discounts our loss
Life cannot count the cost
These numbers fount like water
The dead, the dying, those on route to slaughter

Valentine sweet spine entwined
I am sorry that I left you here, in time
I will find the path back from the other side
So keep a candle burning
In your heart that is my shrine

No Momento Mori
For he passed away
For faraway glory
So tear the pages
From this castaway story

Spilling tears
Fill her lachrymatory

She seeks to pierce the veil
Melancholia
Speaks the fiercest tale
Weeks are growing lonelier
Ever stonier regailed

Love’s bond responding
Beyond the pale

The planchette is promissory
Purveyance of this Seance
In obeisance to the spirits
Before their dismissory

The Crown discounts our loss
Life cannot count the cost
These numbers fount like water
The dead, the dying, those on route to slaughter

Valentine sweet spine entwined
I am sorry that I left you here, in time
I will find the path back from the other side
So please accept my kisses
Through the whispers of the Ouija board

I suffer alone
So far from home
Watching you from a distance
A shadow’s persistence to roam

No time to atone
You flower alone
Beautifully graven
You cut a black raven
Whose tower has flown

No Momento Mori
For he passed away
For faraway glory
So tear the pages
From this castaway story

Spilling tears
Fill her lachrymatory

She seeks to pierce the veil
Melancholia
Speaks the fiercest tale
Weeks are growing lonelier
Ever stonier regailed

Love’s bond responding
Beyond the pale

The planchette is promissory
Purveyance of this Seance
In obeisance to the spirits
Ghosts that haunt amiss, amie

Winter seems far colder
Without you by my shoulder now this year

Faith’s blinding glare advanced to frost
Finds her there, entranced to cross
To breach death’s porous border
And reach where breath affords no quarter

Helpless, I see her resolve harden

This is where it ends
How the wretchedness portends
The knife in her hand
On the stretch to the promised land

And this is how they found my light
Clutching tight that fateful telegram

Green Day – Holiday – Live Lyrics

[Intro]
And this next song is a big fuck you to all the politicians
This song’s called
Holiday

This song is not anti-American
It’s anti-war

[Verse 1]
Hear the sound of the falling rain
Coming down like an Armageddon flame (Hey!)
The shame, the ones who died without a name
Hear the dogs howling out of key
To a hymn called “Faith and Misery” (Hey!)
And bleed, the company lost the war today

[Chorus]
I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies
This is the dawning of the rest of our lives
On holiday

[Verse 2]
Hear the drum pounding out of time
Another protester has crossed the line (Hey!)
To find the money’s on the other side
Brothers and sisters
Can I get another Amen? (Amen!)
There’s a flag wrapped around a score of men (Hey!)
A gag, a plastic bag on a monument

[Chorus]
I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies
This is the dawning of the rest of our lives
On holiday

[Interlude]
Lights out
“The representative from the United Kingdom now has the floor”

[Middle Eight]
Sieg Heil to the president Gasman
Bombs away is your punishment
Pulverize the Eiffel towers
Who criticize your government
Bang bang goes the broken glass
And kill all the fags that don’t agree
Trials by fire, setting fire
Is not a way that’s meant for me
Just ‘cause, just ‘cause
Because we’re outlaws, yeah!

[Chorus]
I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies
This is the dawning of the rest of our lives
I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies
This is the dawning of the rest of our lives
This is our lives on holiday

England

Jake Paul – Saturday Night Lyrics

[Chorus: Chad Tepper & Jake Paul]
What you doing this Saturday Night?
Me and you, this Saturday Night
We’ll be to the cribs this Saturday Night
Netflix and Chill this Saturday Night
Swipe a ride on you this Saturday Night
Pizza and ranch this Saturday Night
Chilling in my Calvin’s this Saturday Night
Let’s get a tattoo this Saturday Night

[Verse 1: Jake Paul]
Saturday’s are for the boys
Saturday let’s make some noise
Taco Bell is open late
Slumber parties, movie date
Saturday I can’t complain
Take me back to the good ol’ days
Ohio and chasing baes
That’s how they made Saturday’s
In my Jeep, lots of doors
Pulling up to Gucci stores
Start a fire, cook some smores
Down to date and close the door
Yeah we’re here
Yeah we’re lit
Now It’s Rari’s new civics
I ain’t sorry we got hits
Tell the DJ play our shit

[Chorus: Chad Tepper & Jake Paul]
What you doing this Saturday Night?
Me and you, this Saturday Night
We’ll be to the cribs this Saturday Night
Netflix and Chill this Saturday Night
Swipe a ride on you this Saturday Night
Pizza and ranch this Saturday Night
Chilling in my Calvin’s this Saturday Night
Let’s get a tattoo this Saturday Night

[Verse 2: Nick Crompton]
Crumps and Tea
This side and I
Chilling with the queen this Saturday Night
England is my city this Saturday Night
Driving on the left side of the road tonight
I’m the English Elder this Saturday Night
Mini cooper and your chick to my right
Fish and Chips this Saturday Night
Lundage in my Gucci, you can take a flight
Winston Church, you don’t want to fight
I got my Visa last Saturday Night
Last Saturday Night (x2)

[Chorus: Chad Tepper & Jake Paul]
What you doing this Saturday Night?
Me and you, this Saturday Night
We’ll be to the cribs this Saturday Night
Netflix and Chill this Saturday Night
Swipe a ride on you this Saturday Night
Pizza and ranch this Saturday Night
Chilling in my Calvin’s this Saturday Night
Let’s get a tattoo this Saturday Night

Outro: Nick Crompton & Jake Paul
Last Saturday Night
Last Saturday Night
Last Saturday Night
Cheerio
Last Saturday Night
Cheerio, Mate

Ishawna Talks Danielle D.I. Beef and Disrespecting Miss Lou


Ishawna and Danielle D.I. beef ended as fast as it started.

While the “Equal Rights” appears to be the victor, it came at a price. Her gritty diss records drew some controversy for some lyrics where she was disrespected D.I.’s mother. Speaking with Winford Winford on OnStage last weekend, Ishawna says she has no regrets about the “mother” lyrics. She also said that she has a lot more to come but didn’t elaborate on her new singles.

“I’ve just been doing my things, deal with my career as everybody knows that’s what I do, I focus on me and I just heard a song came out about me,” Ishawna said. “She said a lot of things in her interview and everything that she said was not true and I am not really here to discuss what she said in her interview, I am just speaking on what I know about. I don’t know anything about D.I., me and D.I. were never friends, we never use to cross roads together none of that. Me here a mind my business a go my gym, a drink my water, a take my vitamins, and I just heard a song about me. I had a flight because I was suppose to go England and my flight got postponed and I just decided that I am going to answer her because I have some free times on my hands.”

Ishawna said that initially she didn’t want to respond, but because she had some free time on her hands she decided to go in the studio and released a diss track. She also spoke in depth about the mother situation where she said that she has no regrets. The dancehall deejay then discussed some recent backlash over some remarks she said about Miss Lou on Instagram and her recent “Equal Rights” single.

Richie Stephens to be Honored by ASCAP For Rihanna’s “Work”


The American Society of Composers, Authors, and Publishers (ASCAP) set to honour Richie Stephens on October 16th, in London, England.

ASCAP is the only American based association that protects the copyrights of songwriters, composers and music publishers by monitoring public performance of their music, whether it be live performance or via broadcast, and appropriately compensate them.

Richie Stephens is a successful Jamaican singer/ producer for over two decades; he was born and raised in Westmoreland. Stephens recorded his very first song in 1984 but did not hit stardom until the 1990’s . The reggae crooner was not only a Grammy Award winner but was also awarded the Jamaican Governor-General’s Achievement Award for contributing to civic, social and recreational projects in and around his birth parish.

Stephens will be given an American Society of Composers, Authors, and Publishers (ASCAP) award for his contribution to Rihanna’s chart-topping single ‘Work’. ‘Work’, captured the song of the year and also sold the most digital copies for 2016. Stephens contributed the Sail Away ‘riddim’ on the Pot of Gold label to the hit, and was credited on the song as a co-writer.

In April, Stephens was awarded his first American Society of Composers, Authors, and Publishers (ASCAP) Pop Music Awards in Hollywood. “I am so blessed to be honored in the United Stated and now to be recognized in England. It is a major accomplishment at this time in my career. I share this award with my fans globally and three members of the Ska Nation Band who will accompany me on the red carpet in London,” said Stephens

Some of Stephens most popular songs includes “Winner,” “Color of Love,” “Live your Life,” and “Reggae Evolution.”

To tune into the awarded video click on the link:

Jake Paul – Jake Paulers Song Lyrics

[Intro]
Uh, this is the Jake Pauler anthem
This is for all the Jake Paulers
We run the game, I love you

[Hook]
Jake Paulers coming through
Jake Paulers are the crew
Jake Paulers with the views
Who the fuck are you?
Jake Paulers raise the roof
The roof’s on fire, too
Jake Paulers keep it lit
Jake Paulers are the shit

[Verse]
I love my army, they my family
They be riding so hard
My fans so fly, I don’t know why
They all be rocking goyard
They go to work, they buy that merch
It’s selling like a god church
Just hit ten million subs
Guess my prayers to god worked
Jake Paulers everyday
Jake Paulers, we don’t play
Jake Paulers here to stay
Jake Paulers won the race Jake
Paulers set the pace
Jake Paulers in your face
We are the, number one fanbase
Jake Paulers wear the merch
Jake Paulers are in first
It’s Everyday Bro, tatted on our shirts
It’s tatted on her skirt, it’s tatted on my socks
Got Everyday Bro on my flip flops

[Hook]
Jake Paulers coming through
Jake Paulers are the crew
Jake Paulers with the views
Who the fuck are you?
Jake Paulers raise the roof
The roof’s on fire, too
Jake Paulers keep it lit
Jake Paulers are the shit

[Bridge]
Yeah, Jake Paulers you’re the shit
Alright, what’s up guys?
Just checking on you during this part of the song
Uh, about to hit it again but I love you guys and
I wouldn’t be here without you guys

[Verse 2]
Fastest YouTube channel to hit ten milli’
I gotta rep England, yeah that’s my city (Nick Crompton)
This is our song, yeah, this is our anthem
This is what we sing when the haters be chanting
Can’t get views without my name
They make shit up about my name
They pay their bills with my name
I give them all their content and fame
So please, recognize the facts
The Jake Paulers always win, you can’t stop the pack

Stormwitch – Jonathan’s Diary Lyrics

STORMWITCH
Jonathan’s Diary Lyrics

Dark, strange Transylvania
Mysterious land
Where the Death’s close at hand
The journey has come to an end
The coach arrives at the castle
He gets out and stares
Up the tumble-down stairs
The walls are veiled in gloomy air

He’s standing at the gate
Beyond someone’s appearing
Whispering: "I have been waiting
Enter of your own accord
Eat and drink, tell me
Something ’bout your land
I’m interested in England
Show me the plans you have brought"

"Now, it’s time to retire
I think that you need
A rest that is deep!"
But Jonathan can’t fall asleep
Fog ascends from the valley
There is no doubt
The wolves roam about, with flames
In their eyes they swarm out

Nightmares strangle his neck
Make his heart scared
He’s turning about while
A voice blares: "Don’t think
That you are still free!"
No key to open the door
There is no key to leave this
Damned castle at once, he knows
That there’s no chance to flee

Jonathan’s diary, Jonathan’s diary

Now a new day is dawning
The sky is aglow, my diary knows
The things that have happened ago
Watch out for his shadow
His fingers of ice
The greed in his eyes
He is the bat in disguise

Warning, with the help of the
Gipsy he’s leaving, the coffins
Are gone, he’s intending
To get to a new hunting-ground
London, watch out
His hunger’s abandoned
There is no use if you run and
Hide yourself you will be found

Jonathan’s diary, Jonathan’s diary

AJ Tracey – False 9

[Chorus]
They call man false 9
I can play anywhere and I shine
I got more than a lot on the line
To take on a man get twine
To take on a man get twine
I got more than a lot on the line
I can play anywhere and I shine
(Anywhere)
They call man false 9
They call man false 9
I can play anywhere and I shine
I got more than a lot on the line
To take on a man get twine
To take on a man get twine
I got more than a lot on the line
I can play anywhere and I shine
(Anywhere)
They call man false 9

[Verse 1]
I got more than a lot for you actors
Step on a bitch with badness
Man can’t match this
I got fire in a box like matchsticks
And you can’t touch man like a cactus
My new girl’s fire like Katniss
Nah, my new girl’s fire like Jean Grey
I’ve got vision so I pass like a relay
No goal-line tech, can’t get a replay
My whole team on fire
White kit, see the girl dem admire
I used to hold up the line like Puyol
Bet you though I was gonna say Dier
Telling me she’s single, last night had a man
Chop left, sent to the shop, go Matalan
Pace abuse, I chase cheques like Aubameyang
And I say what I mean, no anagram
They call man false 9
But I can play that ten role
Go up to the dance, one bro, one migo
Been a legend and I still am like Figo
I’m a midfield maestro like Eri
Bet you thought I was gonna say Modrić
You man live to crumble like Wotsits
Tryin’a get my stack long, something like an ostrich
My chain bling like disco
Flair and skill when I flex I’m Isco
I’m from Ladbroke Grove, see that’s my hood
But I’ve got fam in Tottenham like Frisco
And I can still kick balls like Drogba
Young and I make big wins like Götze
Too far gone, can’t catch me, Costa
I’m off, pace, Costa

[Chorus]
They call man false 9
I can play anywhere and I shine
I got more than a lot on the line
To take on a man get twine
To take on a man get twine
I got more than a lot on the line
I can play anywhere and I shine
(Anywhere)
They call man false 9
They call man false 9
I can play anywhere and I shine
I got more than a lot on the line
To take on a man get twine
To take on a man get twine
I got more than a lot on the line
I can play anywhere and I shine
(Anywhere)
They call man false 9

[Verse 2]
Tek like Onomah, sick like cholera
Get a girl’s number but I won’t holla her
My new girl said "you’re a star"
Babe, I’m a rockstar, not an astronomer
Five star skills, get twist like Oduwa
Me and my breds stick together like polymer
OG, I’m a boss like Hugo
Us man are silk cut, you man are loo roll
I play for an England squad
And I’m with an England squad
Like Lee-Enfield, that’s the English dog
Don’t make me come down with my English mob
In Trinidad, fam, I’m the English fob
White Air Ones and an English top
White gyal with a big back from Kilburn
Bad bitch, see, that’s the English thot
Couple young Gs, they ain’t sitting in the bando
It’s a hostel, that’s the English spot
Came in the room with an England dot
Don’t make me show man ’bout the English mob
I was overseas in the dance with some peng tings
Gunfingers, that’s the English bop
She was telling me "[?]"
She loves the accent and the English cock
I’m an English lad
Got a couple mates with the English strap
Thought he was bad, don’t think it’s that
Better sit down with your thinking cap
Better think it back, ’cause I’m thinking bad
Thinking breaking, thinking bad
Thinking Heisenberg, I might put ricin in your tea
Make you drink it back, drink it back

[Chorus]
They call man false 9
I can play anywhere and I shine
I got more than a lot on the line
To take on a man get twine
To take on a man get twine
I got more than a lot on the line
I can play anywhere and I shine
(Anywhere)
They call man false 9

It s everyday bro – Jake Paul lyrics

Lyrics Jake Paul – It s everyday bro

Y’all can’t handle this
Y’all don’t know what’s about to happen baby
Team 10
Los Angeles, Cali boy
But I’m from Ohio though, white boy.(it s everyday bro)

It’s everyday bro, with the Disney Channel flow
5 mill on YouTube in 6 months, never done before
We pass all the competition man, PewDiePie is next
Man I’m poppin’ all these checks, got a brand new Rolex
And I met a Lambo too and I’m coming with the crew
This is Team 10, b***h, who the hell are flippin’ you?
And you know I kick them out if they ain’t with the crew
Yeah, I’m talking about you, you beggin’ for attention
Talking s**t on Twitter too but you still hit my phone last night
It was 4:52 and I got the text to prove versuri-lyrics.info
And all the recordings too, don’t make me tell them the truth
And I just drop some new merch and it’s selling like a god, church
Ohio is where I’m from, we chew ’em like it’s gum
We shooting with a gun, the tattoo just for fun
I Usain Bolt and run, catch me at game one
I cannot be outdone, Jake Paul is number one.

It s everyday bro
It s everyday bro
It s everyday bro
I said it is everyday bro!

You know it’s Nick Crompton and my collar stay poppin’
Yes, I can rap and no, I am not from Compton
England is my city
And if it weren’t for Team 10, then the US would be shitty
I’ll pass it to Chance ’cause you know he stay litty.

Two months ago you didn’t know my name
And now you want my fame? B***h I’m blowin’ up
I’m only going up, now I’m going off, I’m never fallin’ off
Like Mag, who? Digi who? Who are you?
All these beefs I just ran through, hit a milli in a month
Where were you? Hatin’ on me back in West Fake
Think you need to get your s**t straight
Jakey brought me to the top, now we’re really poppin’ on
Number 1 and number 4, that’s why these fans all out the door
It’s lonely at the top so we all going
We left Ohio, now the trio is all rollin’
It’s Team 10, b***h
We back again, always first, never last
We the future, we’ll see you in the past.

It’s everyday bro
It’s everyday bro
It’s everyday bro
I said it is everyday bro!

Hold on, hold on, hold on
Can we switch the language?
We bout’ to hit it
Sí, lo único que quiero es dinero
Trabajando en YouTube todo el día entero
Viviendo en U.S.A, el sueño de cualquiera
Enviando dólares a mi familia entera
Tenemos una persona por encima
Se llama Donald Trump y está en la cima
Desde aquí te cantamos – can I get my VISA?
Martinez Twins, representando España
Desde la pobreza a la fama

It’s everyday bro
It’s everyday bro
It’s everyday bro
I said it is everyday bro!

Yo, it’s Tessa Brooks
The competition shook
These guys up on me
I got ’em with the hook
Lemme educate ya’
And I ain’t talking book
Panera is your home?
So, stop calling my phone
I’m fly like a drone
They buying like a loan
Yeah, I smell good
Is that your boy’s cologne?

Is that your boy’s cologne?
Started balling’
Quicken Loans
Now I’m in my flippin’ zone
Yes, the all copy me
But, that’s some shitty clones
They in all designer clothes
And they ask me what I make
I said is 10 with six zeros
Always plug, merch link in bio
And I will see you tomorrow ’cause
It’s everyday bro
Peaceee.
Jake Paul lyrics
Video bro

Monty Python – French Taunter lyrics

And now I want to turn you to Sumeria,… 787
(music begins)
(Horn Blows)
Hello? …… Hello?!
Hello? Who is it?
It Is King Arthur and these are my knights of the round table,
Whose castle is this?
This is the castle of my master, Du eiut of lalamba!
Go and tell your master that we have been charged by god,
With a sacred quest. If you will give us food and shelter for
The night, he can join us in our quest for the holy grail.
Well, i’ll ask him but I don’t think he will be very keen!
Uh, he’s already got one you see!
What!?! He says they already got one!
Are you sure he’s got one?
Oh yes it’s a very nice! Uh I told them we already got one! Hehe
(snickers behind wall)
Well, uh, can we come up and have a look?
Of course not! You are english Type!
Well what are you then!?
I’m french! Why do you think I have this outragious accent you silly
King!
What are you doing in England?
Mind your own buisness!
If you are will not show us the grail, we shall have to take your castle
By force!
You don’t frighten us you English pig dogs!
Go and boil your bottoms! Son of a silly person!
I’ll blow my nose at you, so called Arthur king! You and all your silly
English cunnnnnnnnnigits!
Tthppbpbb!!(making fart nosies with tongue)
What a strange person…..
Now look her my good man..
I don’t wanna talk to you no more you empty headed animal foot
Trough water! I’ll fart in your general direction! Your mother was a
Hamster and you father smelt of eldiberry!!!!
Is there someone else up there we can talk to?
No! Now go away or I shall taunt you a second time!
Ah well unfortunatley, our projecter has broken down, and
The other one is still at the theatre shop, so, uh while I
Get Sheila to get around and see if it’s ready,
And here’s a recording of an inbreaker.

Musicals – Chess – The Interview lyrics

Walter: [Spoken]
Tonight’s final item is a Global scoop.
The former champion, our Freddie Trumper, talks to Anatoly Sergievsky,
The man who beat him a year ago,
And who is defending his title here right now in Bangkok, Thailand.
Let’s get that Sergievsky family video lined up, okay?

Walter:
We all want times in our careers,
When we make a little history.
Receive the plaudits of our peers,
Perhaps that time is here right now for me.
Ah Anatoly, if I may, let me say right away,
You will be thrilled, because the other seat is filled
By a long-standing friend of yours.
Action!

Frederick:
Well, here we are face to face once again.

Anatoly:
By any standards, a bizarre reunion!

Frederick:
Is being homeless affecting your game?

Anatoly:
I wouldn’t know, as I have a home in England.

Frederick:
No, by a home I mean real home–the place where your family is.

Anatoly: [Spoken]
England is my real home.

Frederick:
What are your latest political aims?

Anatoly:
What are you saying?

Frederick:
Your anti-Russian crusade, has it worked?

Anatoly:
I am no crusader.

Frederick:
What is your true motivation?
That is something we all want to know.

Anatoly: [Spoken]
You know damn well what my motivation is, okay?

Frederick:
Here we see a man under great pressure–
Two fights to fight, yet he could not look fresher.
Chess and politics, I take my hat off.
To any champion, who can pull that off?

I hear your second controls everything.

Anatoly:
Chess is her passion.

Frederick:
But her obsession is East versus West.

Anatoly:
Chess is her passion.

Frederick:
I know a little about her,
And she has got her own ax to grind.

Anatoly: [Spoken]
That is not true.

Frederick:
Aren’t you concerned that why your wife is not here?

Anatoly:
I don’t discuss my private life in public.

Frederick:
But don’t you care that she is not by your side?

Anatoly:
I think I’ve had enough of this discussion!

Frederick:
Well, we’ve a little surprise.
We’ve got your wife on the video.

Walter: [Spoken]
Run the video!

Frederick:
Let her talk to you, give you her version–
How married life has changed, since your desertion.
Hey come back, my friend, we are only showing
Home movies–nothing more, where are you going?

Walter: [Spoken]
Great interview!

Molokov: [Spoken]
Bravo, Mr, de Courcy–Walter!

Walter: [Spoken]
Ah, Alexander!

Molokov: [Spoken]
I am glad that old film did the trick.
We are going to be able to help each other.

Walter: [Spoken]
Heartwarming international cooperation.

Molokov: [Spoken]
I have good news about Anatoly’s lady friend.
Florence Vassy’s father is alive.

Walter: [Spoken]
Really? Well, this is good news. Have you told her yet?

Molokov: [Spoken]
No, I was going to leave that pleasure to you.
However, my friend, there is one thing-

Walter: [Spoken]
Yes, of course there is.

Molokov: [Spoken]
I think Mr. Sergievsky must lose the match and come home.
Do you not agree?

Walter: [Spoken]
Sure, but there are others beside Vassy we wish to see come home.

Molokov: [Spoken]
That should not be a problem. Do we have a deal?

Walter: [Spoken]
We have a deal, and everybody wins.

Molokov: [Spoken]
Except Anatoly.

Walter: [Spoken]
But he gets the lovely Svetlana.

The White Stripes – Seven Nation Army

I’m gonna fight ’em off
A seven nation army couldn’t hold me back
They’re gonna rip it off
Taking their time right behind my back
And I’m talkin’ to myself at night
Because I can’t forget
Back and forth through my mind
Behind a cigarette

And the message comin’ from my eyes says, "Leave it alone."

Don’t wanna hear about it
Every single one’s got a story to tell
Everyone knows about it
From the Queen of England to the hounds of hell
And if I catch it comin’ back my way
I’m gonna serve it to you
And that ain’t what you want to hear
But that’s what I’ll do

And the feeling coming from my bones says, "Find a home."

I’m going to Wichita
Far from this opera for evermore
I’m gonna work the straw
Make the sweat drip out of every pore
And I’m bleeding, and I’m bleeding, and I’m bleeding
Right before the lord
All the words are gonna bleed from me
And I will think no more

And the stains comin’ from my blood tell me, "Go back home."

Young Dolph – Bagg Lyrics

[Hook: Young Dolph]
I got the streets
I got the juice
I got the weed, I got the drank, I got the coupe
I got the racks, I got the trap, I got the hoes
I got the strap, I got the hitters
Stay out my way, paper route business, hey!
I got the money (first you get the money)
I got the power (then you get the power)
We got the streets (hey, hey!)
Because they ours (uh-huh!)
I got the bag, I got the swag, I got the bag
‘Bout to go spend a bag, ’bout to go spend a bag
Go spend a bag, ’bout to go spend a bag, hey!

[Verse 1: Young Dolph]
What is that question you asked?
What is in my bookbag?
That’s just a whole lot of cash
Or that’s just a whole lot of swag
I just got back from England
I just made a mil in three months
I just smoked an ounce in three blunts
I pour lean in my grape blue punch
I never had shit so I stunt, flex
Half a million dollars worth of jewelry on while I’m havin’ sex
Real street nigga playin’ with paper
So I do it for the streets, fuck a hater
Yeah I threw the money on a stripper ho
But later on that night I fucked a waiter
‘Bout to go spend me a bag
I’m ’bout to go spend me a bag
I’m ’bout to go fuck on your bitch
Take her overseas with me, she in first class
I’m ’bout to go spend me a bag
I’m ’bout to go spend me a bag
Boy that’s a whole lot of swag
Gucci Timberlands with the matching rag

[Hook: Young Dolph]
I got the streets
I got the juice
I got the weed, I got the drank, I got the coupe
I got the racks, I got the trap, I got the hoes
I got the strap, I got the hitters
Stay out my way, paper route business, hey!
I got the money (first you get the money)
I got the power (then you get the power)
We got the streets (hey, hey!)
Because they ours (uh-huh!)
I got the bag, I got the swag, I got the bag
‘Bout to go spend a bag, ’bout to go spend a bag
Go spend a bag, ’bout to go spend a bag, hey!

[Verse 2: Lil Yachty]
I got the the youth, I got the Benz
Was gon’ cop Bentley but then I got Maybach
That boy ain’t no soldier, he act like Pat Sajak
A nigga so fresh that I smell just like Ajax
Ooh, I got the bag
I got the swag in a box filled with tags
Show off my riches ’cause I came from rags
Jacksonville shawty, my bitch drive a Jag
Nigga run up, on my soul he’ll get dragged
I spend a whole lotta, Uzi scarf rap like I came from Al-Qaeda
Fuck the rap game, I do not need no writers
I know the shooters and hang with the fighters
One kilo dab, I pipe up more than Rayu
Piper viper viper, my bro keep a sniper
Pop pop at your top
Fuck around and run it up like I’m Guap
Ay, never gon’ stop
Lil Boat take your worst day to the chop shop
Over there on the east block
He lives the thug life just like Pac
I live the good life, I’m the don
Young enough to be your mama’s son
But some hire mama’s sons
Still a nigga signing, fuck her older son
Shout out Zaya, got my neck and wrist on pawn

[Hook: Young Dolph]
I got the streets
I got the juice
I got the weed, I got the drank, I got the coupe
I got the racks, I got the trap, I got the hoes
I got the strap, I got the hitters
Stay out my way, paper route business, hey!
I got the money (first you get the money)
I got the power (then you get the power)
We got the streets (hey, hey!)
Because they ours (uh-huh!)
I got the bag, I got the swag, I got the bag
‘Bout to go spend a bag, ’bout to go spend a bag
Go spend a bag, ’bout to go spend a bag, hey!

[Verse 3: Young Dolph]
I pull up smokin’ out the bag
I’m ’bout to go spend a bag
I count that money real fast
I wonder if that’s her real ass
I’m on the E-way doin’ the dash
All this ice on me looking like glass
These bitches they love me like [?]
In the trap I perfected my craft
Told you niggas ain’t really [?]
Told you niggas ain’t seeing us
Lost a quarter mil re’ing up
Niggas too slow, ain’t keeping up
Sipping on Actavis
Drinking me a codeine daiquiri
Showed up late but fashionably
Every week is fashion week, yeah
Need a bad bitch that set it off like Jada
I don’t wanna fuck, I want you to hold my sack, I’ll pay you
In Pappadeaux eating alligator
My favorite app is a calculator
Yeah, I think I might go spend me a bag today my nigga

[Hook: Young Dolph]
I got the streets
I got the juice
I got the weed, I got the drank, I got the coupe
I got the racks, I got the trap, I got the hoes
I got the strap, I got the hitters
Stay out my way, paper route business, hey!
I got the money (first you get the money)
I got the power (then you get the power)
We got the streets (hey, hey!)
Because they ours (uh-huh!)
I got the bag, I got the swag, I got the bag
‘Bout to go spend a bag, ’bout to go spend a bag
Go spend a bag, ’bout to go spend a bag, hey!

Horrible Histories – The 4 Georges: Born 2 Rule lyrics

George I:
I took the throne of England
Just ’cause I was protestant
A German prince whose English stank,
King George number one

George II:
I like to argue, now that’s clear
Especially with my father here
And when he died of diarrhoea
I fought with my son

George III:
I broke records with my sixty year reign

George VI:
And I broke the scales with my giant frame

all:
Born to rule over you
King George four, three, one and two
You had to do what we told you to
Just because our blood was blue

George I:
I was a hunk, girls adored me
Ladies all swooned before me
They would do anything for me
Or I’d have their husbands killed

George II:
Had a war with Prince Charles Bonnie

George III:
Everyone said that I was f-f-funny

George IV:
I spent everyone’s money

All:
Our subjects were not thrilled

George I:
I was the sad one,

George II:
I was the bad one

George III
I was the mad one,

George IV:
and I was the fat one

All:
We were born to rule over you
Georges one, three, four and two
England’s kings, though we were German too
Him, then him, then me, then you

(We were born)Born to rule over you(born 2 rule)

George I:
Gorged on fruit then I died on the loo

ALL:
People hated us, and we hated them too
Born to rule over you

Born to rule over you

George III:
Me I was as batty as a bonkers kangaroo

George IV:
Me I would have been more at home in a zoo
And now, now our song is through.

Yeah…

Georges

George III:
Banana

P Money – Gunfingers

[Hook: P Money]
Yo, you might see gunfingers
When I come in the place they’re like
Yo, you might see gunfingers
When I come in the place they’re like
Tell em’ don’t go down there
Go round there you’ll hear…
Tell em’ don’t come round ere’
Come round ere’ you’ll hear…

[Verse 1: P Money]
Yo, you might see gunfingers
When I come in the place like bap bap
Remember those days 20 man in a rave
And another 20 getting through the back back
No one here kicks ball for the England team
But everybody’s got caps caps
Some of these bad boys ain’t here to rave
You will not find them in no snapchats
Nah but you can find them in the back
Gunfinger left hand right hand yak
Man’s on the stage front door’s for the yats
Shutdown mode reloads are on tap
Big crowd reaction whenever I chat
Run to the deck, pull it back back
Peak, I don’t know why she’s on that
I guess P Money’s just got it like that cos

[Hook: P Money]
Yo, you might see gunfingers
When I come in the place they’re like
Yo, you might see gunfingers
When I come in the place they’re like
Tell em’ don’t go down there
Go round there you’ll hear…
Tell em’ don’t come round ere’
Come round ere’ you’ll hear…

[Verse 2: Jme]
You might see on my road in a P90
Or leng online with a P90
You could ask P ’bout me
Man get burst like rapid photography
It’s mad on stage
Security wanna vibes and rave
Hand on my shoulder, gunfingers on the other hand
And a big smile on their face
Fam, ‘llow it, if I ever get
Another touch of the mic then it’s curtains
Ah fam, ‘llow it, pull up in a Merc
But hop on the mic, you’re not merking
Ah fam, ‘llow it, man ain’t ever gonna
Race certain man and I’m certain
So fam, ‘llow it, tell a man already
In the haunted house, it ain’t working

[Hook: P Money]
Yo, you might see gunfingers
When I come in the place they’re like
Yo, you might see gunfingers
When I come in the place they’re like
Tell em’ don’t go down there
Go round there you’ll hear…
Tell em’ don’t come round ere’
Come round ere’ you’ll hear…

[Verse 3: Wiley]
Came in the game with a tenner for the subs
Now I’m running the game just like Jay-Z
If you ain’t got a real drive or a love for the money
Then I’m sure you’re gonna hate me
If I’m in the summer that water, dry mouth
That is gonna dehydrate me
Man wanna control my music career
But none of them man there don’t pay me
Jump off a cliff and I land on my feet
Cause I’m busting a cape just like Batman
If yellow dots mean points
Then I’m snapping them up just like Pacman
Living in number 10 Downing Street
You will never see a…
Blud, I eat so much food right now
Should be looking like a…

[Hook: P Money]
Yo, you might see gunfingers
When I come in the place they’re like
Yo, you might see gunfingers
When I come in the place they’re like
Tell em’ don’t go down there
Go round there you’ll hear…
Tell em’ don’t come round ere’
Come round ere’ you’ll hear…
Yo, you might see gunfingers
When I come in the place they’re like
Yo, you might see gunfingers
When I come in the place they’re like
Tell em’ don’t go down there
Go round there you’ll hear…
Tell em’ don’t come round ere’
Come round ere’ you’ll hear…

B.o.B – Bend Over (Elements Album)

[Hook]
You so focused on who fucking who you don’t realize who fucking you
You so suckered into who fucking who you don’t realize who fucking you motherfucker
Bend over, bend over
Grab your ankles, touch your knees, bend over
Bend over, bend over
Grab your ankles, touch your knees, bend over motherfucker
You so focused on who fucking who you don’t realize who fucking you
You so suckered into who fucking who you don’t realize who fucking you motherfucker
Bend over

[Verse 1]
What you talking bout, who you fucking kidding
I do this for a fucking living
Private life, public life
I can’t tell the fucking difference
I’m from the city people love to visit
Every square foot, a hundred bitches
Hoes whoring, it ain’t nothing new
If I ain’t hit it, someone hit it
Bob, there’s more to life than money, riches
There’s more to life than fucking bitches
Screenshots, ass shots, and Ciroc shots
That’s why I don’t trust them bitches
She ain’t fit in with them other bitches
All they is to her is competition
She just want be complemented
She just want a hundred million followers
Back it up, bend it over on the [?]
On your back, knees up, gynecologist
And you know who stays anonymous
Put it together then it’s obvious but

[Hook]
You so focused on who fucking who you don’t realize who fucking you
You so suckered into who fucking who you don’t realize who fucking you motherfucker
Bend over, bend over
Grab your ankles, touch your knees, bend over
Motherfucker, bend over, bend over
Grab your ankles, touch your knees, bend over motherfucker
You so focused on who fucking who you don’t realize who fucking you
You be bugging over who fucking who you don’t realize who fucking you motherfucker
Bend over

[Verse 2]
Bob, miss me with them conscious lyrics
You sound just like the one percenters
You must of did a bunch of acid
Either that or you just fucking with us
You want to be a star, sell out concert tickets?
A mansion and a Hollywood subdivision?
You get the fame under one condition
You get copied at the cloning center
They kill ‘em with a common ending
Overdose from a drug addiction
Same story, same headline
A stroke, a heart attack, an aneurysm
Celebrities and politicians
Just to name a couple members
Rituals and pedophilia
Sacrifices, blood religion
The queen of England got arrest warrants
For the disappearance of a dozen children
Do your research on the topic
The same time every year kids come up missing

[Hook]
But you so focused on who fucking who you don’t realize who fucking you
You so suckered into who fucking who you don’t realize who fucking you motherfucker
Bend over, bend over
Grab your ankles, touch your knees, bend over
Motherfucker, bend over, bend over
Grab your ankles, touch your knees, bend over motherfucker
You be bugging off of who fucking who you don’t realize who fucking you
You be bugging off of who fucking who you don’t realize who fucking you motherfucker
Bend, bend, bend, bend, bend
Get, get, get bent motherfucker

Horrible Histories – Natural Selection lyrics

[Intro]
Mmmm yeah.
Mmmm yeah.

[Verse 1]
People thought all animals
Arrived here unrelated
The world began, and then came man
All perfectly created

[Verse 2]
But then someone looked up a tree.
And said “That monkey looks just like me!”
So it really was a mystery
What I’d learned in natural history!

[Verse 3]
So I joined HMS Beagle
Watched the eagle and the seagull
We studied rock and plants
Flowers, trees and bees and ants

[Verse 4]
Slept on hammocks without pillows
Eating rats and armadillos
Till I realised on reflec-tion
It’s natural selection! Yeah!

[Verse 5]
Natural selection means
Each animal evolved
To blend with its surroundings
Ch-ch-changes were involved

[Verse 6]
So birds with different, foods to seek.
Seem to have developed, different beaks.

[Verse 7]
And over time they’d,
Modified
So just the fittest
Of them all survived!

[Verse 8]
On the Isles of Galapagos
I noted the giant tortoise
Had interesting shells
And I rode on them as well

[Verse 9]
Iguanas land and swimming
Meant my new theory was winning
It all led in the direction
Of natural selection.

[Verse 10]
My findings went with outrage
From the ch-ch-ch-ch-church of England
And from me.

[Verse 11]
The idea that we came from ch-ch-chimps
Questioned my own Christianity
But it was hard to disagree!

[Verse 12]
Every species new mutation
Had a perfect explanation
It seems the worlds inception
Must predate common perception

[Verse 13]
And if lack of adaptation
Means a fatal limitation
So each creature’s imperfection
Over time gets a correction

[Verse 14]
Meaning animal collections
Grow unique means of protection
And to fail nature’s inspection
Means immediate rejection
Which all leads to the detec-tion
Of natural selection!
Natural selection!