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Will the people in the cheaper seats clap your hands? And the rest of you, if you'll just rattle your jewelry.

quote by John Lennon
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Would those of you in the cheaper seats clap your hands And the rest of you, if you'll just rattle your jewelry.

quote by John Lennon
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Stomp Your Hands, Clap Your Feet

Whoa!
Woo-woo yeah
Turn it up until it bangs your head
Tear it down now mother don't play dead
People stand the noise
All the little toys
Put some more coke on the fire
Stomp your hands
Clap your feet
Stomp your hands
To the beat
Stomp your hands
Clap your feet
Stomp your hands
To the beat
Mixed up kids lookin' for that night
They're getting higher everything in sight, well alright
The music's pretty loud
Someone in the crowd
Think they're gonna cause us a riot
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh
Stomp your hands
Clap your feet
Stomp your hands
To the beat, oh
Stomp your hands
Clap your feet
Stomp your hands
To the beat
Rock on, rock on, rock on
Yow!
How how how how how
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh
(Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh)
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh
(Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh)
(Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh)
Whoa-oh-oh-oh ho ho ho
Stomp your hands
Clap those feet, yeah
Stomp your hands
To the beat
C'mon boys
Stomp your hands
Clap your feet
Whoa-whoa, all night, yeah, yeah, yeah
Stomp your hands
(Oh whoa oh oh)
Clap your feet
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh
Stomp your hands
Clap your feet
Stomp your hands
To the beat
All night long
Stomp your hands
(Everybody)
Clap your feet
(Everybody stomp your hands to the beat in the heat yeah yeah yeah yeah woo!)
Stomp your hands
(Oh!)
Clap your feet
(Oh whoa whoa whoa whoa, rock all night, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Oh yeah
Stomp your hands
(Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Clap your feet
(My my my, my my my my my my, my, my, m

song performed by by Quiet Riot
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Jewelry

I know that Im a diamond
But you dont gotta treat me like one
I know I shine like platinum
And Im about as real as they come
And I dont like the way youre doing me
You wear me then you put me away
Cant come out until you want me
And I cant let you keep it this way
I dont like the way that you be shining me
You be treating me like jewelry
Then you turn around and you stash me
You be treating me like jewelry
I dont like the way that you be shining me
You be treating me like jewelry
Then you turn around and you stash me
You be treating me like jewelry
This has become a problem
You watch me like youre security
You place me under lock and key
Like someones gonna run away with me
You keep the same old stories
You say that youre protecting me
But you only worry how long before you lose me
I dont like the way that you be shining me
You be treating me like jewelry
Then you turn around and you stash me
You be treating me like jewelry
I dont like the way that you be shining me
You be treating me like jewelry
Then you turn around and you stash me
You be treating me like jewelry
You make me feel like Im your jewelry
Im not your jewelry, dont put me on display
You make me feel like Im your property
Why dont you show me some respect
So now make your decision
Do you think that you could untie my hands
You know that youd be stressing
If you were no longer my man
And theres no combination
I can leave you anytime that I choose
So if you dont believe me
I guess you will just look like a fool
I dont like the way that you be shining me
You be treating me like jewelry
Then you turn around and you stash me
You be treating me like jewelry
I dont like the way that you be shining me
You be treating me like jewelry
Then you turn around and you stash me
You be treating me like jewelry
You make me feel like Im your jewelry
You make me feel like Im your jewelry

song performed by by Nivea
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The White Lady

I cannot rest, I cannot rest
In straight and shiny wood,
My woven hands upon my breast--
The dead are all so good!

The earth is cool across their eyes;
They lie there quietly.
But I am neither old nor wise;
They do not welcome me.

Where never I walked alone before,
I wander in the weeds;
And people scream and bar the door,
And rattle at their beads.

We cannot rest, we never rest
Within a narrow bed
Who still must love the living best--
Who hate the pompous dead!

poem by Dorothy Parker
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Love Calling

Sun goes down I rise
Red hair flames so bright
Iced gin breaks the night
Steal into her mind
Walk without a sound
Fire in the mountains now
If you wanna rub-a-dub, rub-a-dub
If you wanna rub-a-dub, dub love
Love calling, love calling
If you wanna rub-a-dub, rub-a-dub
If you wanna rub-a-dub, dub love
Love calling
So baby rock on
Clap hands, clap hands
For the song man
Rock on, rock on
Ooo baby rock on,
Clap hands, clap hands
For the song man
Rock on, rock on
Song man dreams for you
Moves his clapping space
Turns us into snakes
Hot hits
And the blue moon move, move, move
Move until we die
Move until she cries
If you wanna rub-a-dub, rub-a-dub
If you wanna rub-a-dub, dub love
Love calling, love calling
If you wanna rub-a-dub, rub-a-dub
If you wanna rub-a-dub, dub love
Love calling
Oo baby rock on
If you wanna rub-a-dub, rub-a-dub
If you wanna rub-a-dub, dub love
Love calling, love calling
If you wanna rub-a-dub, rub-a-dub
If you wanna rub-a-dub, dub love
Love calling
So[ooo? ] baby rock on
Clap hands, clap hands
For the song man
Rock on, rock on
Ooo baby rock on,
Clap hands, clap hands
For the song man
Rock on, rock on

song performed by by Billy Idol
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Switch!

You gotta stop listen up
Checking out my beats
Know that theyre unique
Got you jumping out your seats ah
Never bring the same flow upon a track
Better watch your back when I bring the switch attack now
People when they nod
Nod they dont to the funk
Thing that I bring
Make your head wanna ring
Here we come you know we bring it raw
Get up on the floor cuz you gotta get some more
Friday night
The partys just around the corner
Shell be there so I just cant be late
Gotta get my groove thing on
Cuz Ill be dancing all night long
Send me to a place where I can have some fun
Refrao
Once I get up on the floor, see me coming back for more
See me rocking all my moves, everybodys watching me
Once I get up on the floor, see me coming back for more
See me rocking all my moves, everybodys watching me (switch!)
Da freak (4x) - switch!
Rock it like this (2x) - switch!
Five guys clap your hands
Just clap your hands to this
Just clap your hands to the beat now (switch!)
Uh, uh, uh, we get down, uh, uh, uh, uh (switch!)
Nine oclock
And finally my groove is swinging
Beats are fine now
I guess its time to rock (guess its time to rock)
Now the partys on the way
I found out Ive got to stay
People start to gather round and round and round and round
Refrao
Switch! (3x)
Ah yeah come on, ah yeah, ah yeah
Ah yeah come on, ah yeah, ah yeah
Switch! (2x)
Da freak (2x) - switch!
Rock it like this - switch!
Five guys clap your hands - switch!
Uh, uh, uh
Switch! (4x)
Ah yeah come on, ah yeah, ah yeah - switch!
Ah yeah come on, ah yeah, ah yeah

song performed by by Five
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Shake Me And I Rattle

I was driving to work
when I heard this curious rattle.
For the life of me,
I couldn’t figure it out
where the rattle was coming from.
Every pothole that I hit the rattle was loud,
but on a smooth road, there was no rattle at all.
Finally, I parked the car and got out
and the rattle continued like before.
It didn’t take me long to realise
just where the rattle was coming from.
I was the one who was rattling
from all the pills I’m on.
So the next time we meet,
shake me gently
because I rattle a little bit.

poem by David Harris
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Million Man March Poem

The night has been long,
The wound has been deep,
The pit has been dark,
And the walls have been steep.

Under a dead blue sky on a distant beach,
I was dragged by my braids just beyond your reach.
Your hands were tied, your mouth was bound,
You couldn't even call out my name.
You were helpless and so was I,
But unfortunately throughout history
You've worn a badge of shame.

I say, the night has been long,
The wound has been deep,
The pit has been dark
And the walls have been steep.

But today, voices of old spirit sound
Speak to us in words profound,
Across the years, across the centuries,
Across the oceans, and across the seas.
They say, draw near to one another,
Save your race.
You have been paid for in a distant place,
The old ones remind us that slavery's chains
Have paid for our freedom again and again.

The night has been long,
The pit has been deep,
The night has been dark,
And the walls have been steep.

The hells we have lived through and live through still,
Have sharpened our senses and toughened our will.
The night has been long.
This morning I look through your anguish
Right down to your soul.
I know that with each other we can make ourselves whole.
I look through the posture and past your disguise,
And see your love for family in your big brown eyes.

I say, clap hands and let's come together in this meeting ground,
I say, clap hands and let's deal with each other with love,
I say, clap hands and let us get from the low road of indifference,
Clap hands, let us come together and reveal our hearts,
Let us come together and revise our spirits,
Let us come together and cleanse our souls,
Clap hands, let's leave the preening
And stop impostering our own history.
Clap hands, call the spirits back from the ledge,
Clap hands, let us invite joy into our conversation,
Courtesy into our bedrooms,
Gentleness into our kitchen,
Care into our nursery.

The ancestors remind us, despite the history of pain
We are a going-on people who will rise again.

And still we rise.

poem by Maya Angelou
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song performed by by Dandy Warhols
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Girl Like That

Were goin out tonight
New shelltones with blue stripes
My braves cap to the side
Painted blue levis
The club hops off at 10
But we wont be there then
Gotta stop at in-and-out
And get a #3
But hold the onions please
Pullin up to the valet
Though I hate to be that way
But a playas gotta play
And v.i.p.
Which girls are coming with me?
[chorus]
(in a red dress) I want a girl like that
(....................) I need a girl like that
(out late night) you need a girl like that
Hey hey hey hey
(with a tongue ring) I want a girl like that
(doin her own thing) I need a girl like that
(a little tattoo) we need a girl like that
Hey hey hey hey
Now were up in v.i.p.
Got this honey next to me
And she screams
When the dj plays
(peaches and cream)
Baby do that dance for me
Get your friends round
Two or three
We can rendevous
And do that thing we do
I wanna drink to you
After drinks, its time to leave
Go to valet, get my keys
Heres a fifty, keep the change
Jump in the range
Which honeys coming with me?
[chorus]
Yea its a party, girls all around me
Its a party, we gettin rowdy
Its a party, it - its a party
Clap your hands *clap clap*
Everybody up in the party
Everybody, time to get rowdy
Everybody up in the party
Clap your hands *clap clap clap clap*
(here we go)
Oh my god, its 6 am
The partys comin to an end
She asks me when we will again
Is that a sin?
Tomorrow is her best friend
[chorus x2 out]

song performed by by O-town
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That veil was the first symbolism
Of her lies, it covered
The truth of her origin,

Her face underneath, you never really
Saw the truth of her eyes,

You were blinded by the cloth
You were tempted by the part that was still covered,

When the veil was lifted
It was then that you saw, the truth, of what was felt,

You wanted to back out,
And stop the ceremony of a commitment

But there were lots of people in the church
Ready to clap their hands, after the much awaited kiss

You kissed her, and the people clapped in
Jubilation of your beginnings

You did not really mean it,
But it was too late; you have already sealed the contract

With that kiss and all the people in the church clapped their hands
The rest in your life to come shall be without the participation
Of your senses.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The veil that covered her face