Ian Dury - Happy hippy
Tekst :
I’m hanging up my hang-ups
Ere I turn into a blank automoton
You won’t find me on the treadmill
You can tell ‘em Willy boy has been and gone
Yes mogadon time’s over
There’ll be an empty bed in babylon
Cos i’m a happy hippy
It’s beads and roman sandles from now on
Yes I’m a happy hippy, they call me mr whippy
When everything is crappy, being hippy makes you happy
Wes i’m a happy hippy, and you can bet your bippy
That everybody’s happy ‘cos everything is trippy
I’ve found a new position
I don’t use chairs and tables anymore
I focus my attention from a lovely purple cushion on the floor
When I look back at the rat-race
I don’t regret a thing I’ve disavowed
With the freedom of an eagle
I can awlays keep my head above the clouds
‘Cos i’m a happy hippy they call me mr. whippy
When everything is crappy being hippy makes you happy
Yes i’m a happy hippy and you can bet your bippy
That everybody’s happy cos everything is trippy
Good day everyone
Now I ‘m a jolly beatnik
I haven’t got a worry in the way
My hair grows long and shaggy
As I savour every minute of the day
Immune from all achievement
Since I threw away my telly and my phone
In my pastroal pajamas
Spending every waking moment getting stoned
Yes i’m a happy hippy they call me mr. whippy
When everything is crappy being hippy makes you happy
Yes i’m a happy hippy and you can bet your bippy
That everybody’s happy cos everything is trippy
i’m a happy hippy and everything is trippy
i’m a happy hippy and everything is trippy
i’m a happy hippy and everything is trippy
i’m a happy hippy and everything is trippy, yipee
Ian Dury - Dance of the crackpots
Tekst :
Oh, let s get up and let s get excited
It s a public party and you re all invited
Let s cut the custard, see the mustard
Please hold steady till we re maladjusted
Sing boop-ba-de-boop, sing twiddle-de-de
Invite the Germans home for tea
Let them mock and let them sneer
The wise young crackpot knows no fear
The emancipation that s sweeping the nation
When it seemed the world was sunk
You can bet your boots on your own pursuits
History is bunk
From Rosemary Clooney to Jerry Lee Lewis
From Debussy to Thelonius Monk
It s the modern art of the human heart
The shape of things to funk, funk, funk
Let s see you do it, you always knew it
It s totally impossible to misconstrue it
In sight of the fact and in spite of the fashion
Living is a lap-top animated fashion
Pay no attention to the bones of contention
Do the new-age boogie for the old-age pension
Let them stop and let them snore
We ll be glad that we were born
Motivation is the new sensation
The fantasy that keeps you fit
On the human assumption, you don t have the gumption
Get up and do your bit
Being daft is a therapy craft
Which sharpens up your wits
Totally enthusic about the music
and it shows in the face you sit, sit, sit
Oh, let s get up and let s get excited
It s a public party and you re all invited
Let s cut the custard, see the mustard
Please hold steady till we re maladjusted
Sing boop-ba-de-boop, sing twiddle-de-de
Invite the Germans home for tea
Let them mock and let them sneer
Wise young crackpots know no fear
Emancipation that s sweeping the nation
Worldwide tonic funk
You can bet your boots on your own pursuits
History is bunk
From Rosemary Clooney to Jerry Lee Lewis
From Debussy to Thelonius Monk
It s the modern art in the human heart
The shape of things to funk, funk, funk, funk, funk
Ian Dury - Uneasy sunny day hotsy totsy
Tekst :
Bankrupt the banks
Withhold hold the rent
Shitters are a wank
And the landlord s bent
It s time that the ladies kept quiet
No it ain t
Open up the nicks
Close down the schools
The law is a prick
Not fit to write the rules
It s time that the ladies kept quiet
No, they re cool
Time that the ladies kept quiet
No it isn t, don t be silly
Uneasy sunny day hotsy totsy
Uneasy hotsy totsy Sonny Jim
Question your besotment
With a manky job
Squat on your alloment
For thirty bob
It s time that the ladies kept quiet
Shut your gob!
Melt the guns
Dismantle the bombs
Love your neighbour
Wherever they re from
It s time that the ladies kept quiet
Up your bum!
Time that the ladies kept quiet
No it isn t, don t be silly
Uneasy sunny day hotsy totsy
Uneasy hotsy totsy Sonny Jim
London going junkie
Young and full of spunky
Don t care what you tell us
Old and fat and jealous
Uneasy hotsy totsy sunny day
Pills for fun
Damn the news
Different choice
Different things to choose
It s time that the ladies kept quiet
Drink your booze!
Time that the ladies kept quiet
No it isn t, don t be daft
Uneasy sunny day hotsy totsy
Uneasy hotsy totsy sunny
Uneasy sunny day hotsy totsy
Uneasy hotsy totsy porkie pies!
Inne utwory
Losowe utwory
Tag für Tag weht an uns vorbei,
bringt das Boot in den Wind.
Und ein Kuss und ein Tag im Mai,
sei nicht traurig, mein Kind.
So viele Jahre und so viele Sterne
ist es wohl her,
seit wir draußen sind auf dem Meer....
Close to my skin
I m falling in
Someone who s been
Sittin by the phone
I m left alone
In another zone
John says to live above hell
My will is well
No one is waiting
Be-ah bickey ba bo-bo-bo
I got a gal that I love so
Delusions of grandeur, delusions of grandeur
I’m a dedicated follower of my own success
I can handle the glamour, I can cope with the stress
Deal with the doughnuts and please all...
& Talib Kweli
(Chorus)
Around my way...
Around my way...
All the corners filled with sorrow
All the streets are filled with pain
Around my way...
Around my way...
Around my way...
All the corners filled with sorrow
All the streets are filled with pain
Around...
After six hours of school I ve had enough for the day
I hit the radio dial and turn it up all the way
I gotta dance (dance dance dance now the beat s really hot)
Right on the spot (dance dance dance right there on the spot)
The...