This Aint Nuthin' But What It Is
This aint nuthin' but what it is!
And...
You can choose to shelter it in with disbelief.
Or...
Accept like it is because its not gonna leave.
And...
This aint nuthin' but what it is!
Nothing but what it is.
And...
This aint nuthin' but what it is!
Nothing but what it is.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Oh! Sweet Nuthin
(reed)
Say a word for jimmy brown
He aint got nothing at all
Not a shirt right of his back
He aint got nothing at all
And say a word for ginger brown
Walks with his head down to the ground
Took the shoes right of his feet
To poor boy right out in the street
And this is what he said
Oh sweet nuthin
She aint got nothing at all
Oh sweet nutin
She aint got nothing at all
Say a word for polly may
She cant tell the night from the day
They threw her out in the street
But just like a cat she landed on her feet
And say a word for joanna love
She aint got nothing at all
cos everyday she falls in love
And everynight she falls when she does
She said
Oh sweet nuthin
You know she aint got nothing at all
Oh sweet nutin
She aint got nothing at all
Oh let me hear you!
Say a word for jimmy brown
He aint got nothing at all
Not a shirt right of his back
He aint got nothing at all
And say a word for ginger brown
Walks with his head down to the ground
Took the shoes right of his feet
To poor boy right out in the street
And this is what he said
Oh sweet nuthin
She aint got nothing at all
Oh sweet nutin
She aint got nothing at all
She aint got nothing at all
Oh sweet nutin
She aint got nothing at all
She aint got nothing at all
She aint got nothing at all
song performed by by Velvet Underground
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Which Backstreet Boy Is Gay
We are, on fire, we have, desires, but one, is that way, one backstreet boy is
Gay.
And we dont want to be mean, since now hes a queen, dont ask please, which
Backstreet boy is gay?
Tell me who? aint sayin that its aj
Tell me who? aint sayin that its howie
Tell me who? I never wanna hear you say: which backstreet boy is gay?
Now I can see him, hes in womens clothes, but he dont need an iud, yeah,
He likes village people, hes playin croquet, his dog is a pekinese.
He is on fire, his back, prespires,
Wont say, wont say, wont say, whos gay!
Hes always sayin: aint nuthin but a butt-ache, aint nuthin but a friutcake,
Hes pickin up a souffl which backstreetboy is gay?
Ok, were all gay.
song performed by by Weird Al Yankovic
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Stay On Your Stoop to Juice a Fool
When you take it up a notch,
It has to be shopped to the top!
Until your breathing stops.
And you are dropped...
Into the ground to rot!
You can bop,
And do nuthin'.
Finger pop,
And do nuthin'.
Hang on blocks,
And do nuthin'.
For that mess to fetch.
Lie a lot,
And do nuthin'.
Live in slop,
And do nuthin'.
Sit like a rock,
And do nuthin'.
For that mess to fetch.
OR stay on your stoop,
To laugh...
At 'those' chumps.
The same chumps who got off their rumps!
The same ones accepting their best to test.
And not those with dumb stung tongues.
You can bop,
And do nuthin'.
Finger pop,
And do nuthin'.
Hang on blocks,
And do nuthin'.
For that mess to fetch.
OR stay on your stoop,
To laugh...
At 'those' chumps.
The same chumps who got off their rumps!
The same ones accepting their best to test.
And not those with dumb stung tongues.
You can bop,
And do nuthin'.
Finger pop,
And do nuthin'.
OR stay on your stoop,
To juice a fool!
You can bop,
And do nuthin'.
Finger pop,
And do nuthin'.
OR stay on your stoop,
To juice a fool!
Lie a lot,
And do nuthin'.
Live in slop,
And do nuthin'.
Sit like a rock,
And do nuthin'.
OR stay on your stoop,
To juice a fool!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sumthin For Nuthin
Foolish bride call me up, beg to scratch her itch
Rich old man got the needle, slipped and dropped a stitch
Name the time, name the price leave you door unlocked
Ill bring a toy guaranteed to put the spring in your shock
Sumthin for nuthin
Gigolo sounds so cold, call me teachers pest
Twice a day, double pay, at my trade Im the best
Never late, watch her watch seconds on the clock
Overtime, break my back, slip and fall in the crack
Sumthin for nuthin
Well in and out, its never free
Sumthin for nuthin
Leave the money where its easy to see
She plays the role of a roving matriarch
Diamond rings, fancy things, dubonnet on the rocks
For a treat gave it free--happy 63
Crazy days, easy money--i was just 16
Easy money for such a good deed
Sumthin for nuthin
Ya, in and out is never free
Sumthin for nuthin
Satisfaction guaranteed
Sumthin for nuthin
Target practice in the dark
Sumthin for nuthin
Im a crack shot on the mark
And I love my work
song performed by by Motley Crue
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Don't Want Nuthin' From U
I don't want nuthin' from U.
Advice or suggestion,
Or connection to the best.
I don't want nuthin' from U.
If you gave a stack of money,
I'd give right back!
I'm done.
I'm through with you.
You've lost my trust.
You make me sick to my guts.
I'm done.
I'm through with you.
Once you lie and cheat.
You wont with me repeat.
I don't want nuthin' from U.
Advice or suggestion,
Or connection to the best.
I don't want nuthin' from U.
If you gave a stack of money,
I'd give right back!
When you open your mouth,
BS comes out.
And I'm tired of that.
But to you that doesn't matter.
When you look at me,
I know you're lieing through your teeth.
And I'm tired of that.
But to you that doesn't matter.
I'm done.
I'm through with you.
Once you lie and cheat.
You wont with me repeat.
I don't want nuthin' from U.
Advice or suggestion,
Or connection to the best.
I don't want nuthin' from U.
Advice or suggestion,
Or connection to the best.
I'm done.
I'm through.
There's nothing new for us to do.
Good riddence.
Goodbye.
You lie!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Get Up Thankful To Be Blessed
Feeling Blessed.
And with each day I am more receptive.
Less inclined am I to accept a restlessness.
With a peace of mind,
That having an openness...
Achieves and gets.
And...
How you doin?
'I aint so lucky,
To have my life that way.
I have to get up to go to work!
And be annoyed everyday.
My life aint nuthin'...
But ups and downs.
I've got bills to pay!
And my creditors are always around.'
Oh!
So you're saying,
That's the way you choose to live?
Looking for something to complain about.
And deciding there's no reason,
To be positive.
'No!
I'm not saying that at all.
That's just the way my life is.
I can not afford to fantasize,
Like 'some' people who pretend...
They've got it made,
With no pot to piss in! '
Well...
I guess you do have a point.
I get up thankful to be blessed,
I have a toilet...
Where I conduct all my private business.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Wont Cry For You
So you lie awake and think about tomorrow,
And you try to justify the things youve done,
But theres no one here, to hear your tears falling,
When you turn around, you find out, that youre the lonely one.
And it feels like someones treading on your shadow,
And you always thought that heaven knows for sure,
And it feels like youre drowning, in your tears.
So I wont cry for you, no I aint gonna cry for you,
And I aint gonna lie for you, no I aint gonna cry for you.
Aint gonna cry for you.
So you lie awake and think about the sorrow,
Does it really still the fears in your mind,
And you try to realise the things you wanted,
But you take it all for granted and now it makes you blind.
And it feels like someones treading on your shadow,
And you always thought that heaven knows for sure,
And it feels like youre drowning, in your tears.
So I aint gonna cry for you, no I aint gonna die for you,
And I aint gonna lie for you, no I aint gonna cry for you.
Aint gonna cry
I aint gonna cry for you, I aint gonna cry.
So I aint gonna cry for you, no I aint gonna die for you,
No I aint gonna lie for you, no I aint gonna cry for you,
Aint gonna cry, aint gonna cry for you no more,
Aint gonna die, I aint gonna die for no more,
Aint gonna lie, I aint gonna lie for no more,
Aint gonna cry, I aint gonna cry for you no more.
song performed by by Black Sabbath
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Miss Spears
Chours: i aint so young i aint that lil girl anymore
get use to me im britney got all this power yet i dont use it
i could if wanted yet i dont come fallow me ..
V1: im sexy, yes i am miss spears gots it goin on
married to kevin my babyboy people should get use to it
Chours
V2: i wont change aint gonna change, if i can keep
this relationship goin then u have to live with wut
i want
V3: yeah i shaked my ass for a while got a lil messy
now im tryin to shake off that keep my life stright love
wut ive found ...
Pre hook:(yEs) Miss speaRs me n' kevin im a big girl
u've found out .. dont need to hide my
secrets cuz i aint got nuthin to hide im still a hot lil
southern girl im just older
Chours
song performed by by Britney Spears
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I Aint Gonna Stand For It
Dont wanna believe what theyre telling me
Somebodys been pickin in my cherry tree
Dont wanna mistrust nobody by mistake
But I hear tell someones been diggin round in my cake
And I aint gonna stand for it baby
And I aint gonna stand for it baby
And I aint gonna stand for it baby
Nah-ah (nah-ah)
And I aint gonna stand for it baby
And I aint gonna stand for it baby
I aint gonna stand for it baby
Nah-ah (nah-ah nah-ah) nah-ah (nah-ah nah-ah)
Dont wanna believe what somebody said
But somebody said somebodys shoes was under my bed
Dont wanna cause nobody no bodily harm
But somebodys been rubbin on my good luck charm
And I aint gonna stand for it baby
And I aint gonna stand for it baby
I aint gonna stand for it baby
Nah-ah (nah-ah)
And I aint gonna stand for it baby
And I aint gonna stand for it baby
I aint gonna stand for it baby
Nah-ah (nah-ah nah-ah) nah-ah (nah-ah nah-ah)
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, my, my, my, my, my, my,
Oh, oh, my, my, my, my, my, my,
Oh, oh, oh, oh, my, my, my, my, my, my,
Oh, oh, my, my, my, my, my, my,
No, I aint gonna stand for it baby
And I aint gonna stand for it baby
And I aint gonna stand for it baby, nah-ah (nah-ah)
I aint gonna stand for it baby
And I aint gonna stand for it baby, no
And I aint gonna stand for it baby, oh, oh,
No, no, no, no, no (nah-ah)
I aint gonna stand for it baby
And I aint gonna stand for it baby
And I aint gonna stand for it baby, nah-ah (nah-ah) oh, oh, oh
(I aint gonna stand for it baby,
I aint gonna stand for it baby,
I aint gonna stand for it baby)
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no,
Stand for it baby, nah-ah (nah-ah) baby, ah, ah
song performed by by Stevie Wonder
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Fortunate Son
Some folks are born made to wave the flag
Ooh, theyre red, white and blue
And when the band plays hail to the chief
They point the cannon right at you
It aint me, it aint me
I aint no senators son
It aint me, it aint me
I aint no fortunate son
Some folks are born silver spoon in hand
Lord they dont help themselves
But when the taxman comes to the door
Lord, the house looks like a rummage sale
It aint me, it aint me
I aint no millionaires son
It aint me, it aint me
I aint no fortunate son
Some folks inherit star spangled eyes
Ooh, they send you down to war
And when you ask them how much should we give ?
They only answer more! more! more!
It aint me, it aint me
I aint no militarys son
It aint me, it aint me
I aint no fortunate son
It aint me, it aint me
I aint no fortunate one, no no
It aint me, it aint me
I aint no fortunate son
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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Squarehead
Pop/jones
You can kick me out of a real good jive
You can use my friendship like a doorknob
You can make me super styrofoam
You can make me feel all alone
You can stuff hamburger in my head
But I aint gonna be no squarehead
You can tempt me with a pretty girl
You can call on me in fancy fur
You can say, just do it, everyone is
You can tell me that its just showbiz
You can turn my life from green to red
But I aint gonna be no squarehead
You can burn my bridges down for laughin, ha ha ha ha
You can call me a fool for crashin, woh
You can make me stare down at the floor
You can make me listen while you snore
You can do all these things that I have said
But I aint gonna be no squarehead
Lets go!
You can make my position low as a dog
You can trick me with your social fog
You can criticize my very bag
You can call my treasures a heap of slag
But you might as well eat lunch instead
Cause I aint gonna be no squarehead
I aint gonna be no squarehead
I aint gonna be no squarehead
I aint gonna be no squarehead
No, I aint gonna be no squarehead
No, I aint gonna be no squarehead
No, I aint gonna be no squarehead
No, I aint gonna be no squarehead
I aint gonna be no
I aint gonna be no
song performed by by Iggy Pop
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Song
It's not my fault!
It's not my fault!
that the seas are soiled
with offal and oil
It's not my fault!
It ain't my doin'!
It ain't my doin'!
that trees are stained
with acid rain-
It ain't my doin'!
I can't do nuthin'!
I can't do nuthin'
It's past the command
of any one man-
I can't do nuthin'!
I don't make the rules!
I don't make the rules!
Exxon does, dammit,
with help from the Senate-
I don't make the rules!
You can't walk to work!
You can't walk to work!
And there ain't no train
so who's to blame?
I can't walk to work!
poem by Morgan Michaels
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If I Hit (feat. T.I.)
Yo, Ay Ay Ay Ay Ay..
Ay, this T.I.P man
King of the South
Rubber Band Man
Boing
With my folks 112
Lettin all those Suckas for love know man
Keep you girl out the club if you want em
Make No Mistake
We Will Take Your Broads u dig
Verse:
Everytime I
See You Come Through
Baby quick your man he be cuffing you
And we like WOW
Jeans on you, Chick got a fat ass
What she needs too
Baby dont care
In Them Streets
Seein how bad you wanna give it to me
I was saying no
To get in there sweet
She better know what the rules gon be
Stick
Then we Split
And No Hits
Wont You Come here with me
Imma chil, how cite you are
What You Dont Know
How to let it go
Youre thick
Body Sick
Got That Trip
Keep This between You and Me
You can get it any time you want
Theres one thing you gotta know
Chorus:
If I Hit
Promise
I aint gotta hear nuthin from ya
Yo nigga riding up with that drama
Sayin I done cut this woman
If I Hit
Promise
There aint gonna be no drama
Tell you yet, cos I think I love em
Cos you let me bend that over
verse:
Say it, Dont Flinch, Let me shirt this flick
Wasnt you the one who said you love to drive stick
Now you wanna front like youre scared of it
When at the bar you started grabbin it
I already know how to handle you
Can do you
Before I put the hands on you
Imma beat that thing
Like your man should do
But I dont want a repercussion when we do
Bridge:
Chorus:
If I Hit
Promise
I aint gotta hear nuthin from ya
Yo nigga riding up with that drama
Sayin I done cut this woman
If I Hit
Promise
There aint gonna be no drama
Tell you yet, cos I think I love em
Cos you let me bend that over
T.I:
The grey goose
Make you wanna get loose
Got your ass bent over
In the new benz coupe
Cos the rims same color as the ride and the roof
Or maybe cos your friend wanna ride with me too
Maybe its the way a nigga shine in the suit
Or a fresh white tee
Whatever it might be
A neck like whoa
Or a wrist like freeze
Rings like those
Cufflinks like these
Baby you aint never met a man like me
Turn a 9 to a 10 if you can excite me
Fore I get one, betcha you get like 3
Gottta man well you know theres a chance you might cheat
Brothers gonna come up with plans to fight me
Im only gonna tell em once, I handle business like a G
Youre run up wit that bull, this cannon, Im gonna pull
So before you take off your panties
What you have to understand
song performed by by 112
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Fortunate Son
Some folks are born made to wave the flag,
Ooh, theyre red, white and blue.
And when the band plays hail to the chief,
Ooh, they point the cannon at you, lord,
It aint me, it aint me, I aint no senators son, son.
It aint me, it aint me; I aint no fortunate one, no,
Yeah!
Some folks are born silver spoon in hand,
Lord, dont they help themselves, oh.
But when the taxman comes to the door,
Lord, the house looks like a rummage sale, yes,
It aint me, it aint me, I aint no millionaires son, no.
It aint me, it aint me; I aint no fortunate one, no.
Some folks inherit star spangled eyes,
Ooh, they send you down to war, lord,
And when you ask them, how much should we give?
Ooh, they only answer more! more! more! yoh,
It aint me, it aint me, I aint no military son, son.
It aint me, it aint me; I aint no fortunate one, one.
It aint me, it aint me, I aint no fortunate one, no no no,
It aint me, it aint me, I aint no fortunate son, no no no,
song performed by by Creedence Clearwater Revival
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Say It Aint So Jo
(head)
Say it aint so jo, please, say it aint so
Thats not what I wanna hear jo
And I got a right to know
Say it aint so jo, please, say it aint so
Im sure theyre telling us lies jo
Please tell us it aint so
They told us that our hero has played his trump card
He doesnt know how to go on
Were clinging to his charm and determined smile
The good old days have gone
The image and the empire may be falling apart
The money has gotten scarce
One mans word held the country together
But the truth is getting fierce
Say it aint so jo, please, say it aint so
We pinned our hopes on you jo
And theyre ruining our show
Ooh baby dont you think
Were gonna get burned
Ooh baby dont you think
Were gonna get burned
Were gonna get turned
Were gonna get burned
Yes were gonna get turned
Were gonna get burned
Were gonna get turned
Yes, were gonna get burned
Were gonna get burned
Were gonna get burned
Yes were gonna get turned
Were gonna get burned
Say it aint so jo, please, say it aint so
Thats not what I wanna hear jo
And I got a right to know
Say it aint so jo, please, say it aint so
Im sure theyre telling us lies jo
Please tell us it aint so
Say it aint so jo, please, say it aint so
Thats not what I wanna hear jo
And I got a right to know
Say it aint so jo, please, say it aint so
Im sure theyre telling us lies jo
Please tell us it aint so
Say it aint so
song performed by by Hollies
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Maggies Farm
I aint gonna work on maggies farm no more.
No, I aint gonna work on maggies farm no more
Well, I wake up in the morning
Fold my hands and pray for rain.
I got a head full of ideas
That are drivin me insane
Its a shame
The way she makes me
Scrub the floor
I aint gonna work on, nah
I aint gonna work on maggies farm no more.
I aint gonna work for maggies brother no more
Nah, I aint gonna work for maggies brother no more
Well, he hands you a nickel
And he hands you a dime
And he asks you with a grin
If youre havin a good time
Then he fines you every time you slam the door
I aint gonna work for, nah
I aint gonna work for maggies brother no more
I aint gonna work for maggies pa no more
No, I aint gonna work for maggies pa no more
Well, he puts his cigar
Out in your face just for kicks
His bedroom window
It is made out of bricks
The national guard stands around his door
I aint gonna work, nah
I aint gonna work for maggies pa no more
I aint gonna work for maggies ma no more
No, I aint gonna work for maggies ma no more
Well, she talks to all the servants
About man and God and law
And everybody says
Shes the brains behind pa
Shes sixty-eight, but she says shes twenty-four
I aint gonna work for, nah
I aint gonna work for maggies ma no more
I aint gonna work on maggies farm no more
No, I aint gonna work on maggies farm no more
Well I try my best
To be just like I am
But everybody wants you
To be just like them
They sing while they slave and just get bored
I aint gonna work on, nah
I aint gonna work on maggies farm no more
song performed by by Rage Against The Machine
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Aint Got No/i Got Life
(1968) gerome ragni, james rado, gal mcdermot
Aint got no home, aint got no shoes
Aint got no money, aint got no class
Aint got no friends, aint got no schoolin
Aint got no wear, aint got no job
Aint got no man
Aint got no father, aint got no mother
Aint got no children, aint got no
Aint got no earth, aint got no water
Aint got no ticket, aint got no token
Aint got no love
I got my hair, I got my head
I got my brains, I got my ears
I got my eyes, I got my nose
I got my mouth, I got my smile
I got my tongue, I got my chin
I got my neck, I got my tits
I got my heart, I got my soul
I got my back, I got my sex
I got my arms, I got my hands
I got my fingers, got my legs
I got my feet, I got my toes
I got my liver, got my blood
Got life , I got my life
song performed by by Nina Simone
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No More
No more
No more
I aint gonna do it no more
It used to be a big deal
But, I aint gonna do it
If it aint real
Big money
Big plans
You stand with a ticket in your hand
You dont play you cant win
But, I aint gonna do it
til I feel it again
When I see that sun go down
My mind begins to clear
Sure was a hard time
It sure was a hard time my dear
No more
No more
I aint gonna do it no more
It used to be a big deal
But, I aint gonna do it
If it aint real
No, I aint gonna do it
If it aint real
song performed by by Tom Petty
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Lil Wranglers
sittin on the side walk kickin in the dirt
smudges on their elbows chocolate on their shirt
their eyes fixed up & down the highway, their life aint really so bad
jus passin their time in the sunshine & waitin anxiously for their dad
well all kids have their heros aint really nuthin new
from superman to robinhood to c'pt kangaroo
but my boys are sumthang special & their hero is the same
their hero is a cowboy & daddy is his name
Keri Jopplin
1990-current (revised-1991?)
Copyright ©2012
poem by Keri Jopplin
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Fortunate Son
Some folks are born made to wave the flag
Yeah, the red, white, and blue
When the band plays hail to the chief
Yeah, theyll point the cannon at you
It aint me, it aint me
Im no millionaires son
It aint me, it aint me
I aint no fortunate one
Some folks are born silver spoon in hand
Well, they help themselves, yeah
When the taxman comes to the door
House looks a like a rummage sale
It aint me, it aint me
I aint no millionaires son
It aint me, it aint me
I aint no fortunate one, no
Some folks inherit star spangled eyes
Yeah, when they send you down to war
Well, when you ask them how much you should give
Yeah, its always more, more, more
It aint me, it aint me
I aint no senators son
It aint me, it aint me
Im no fortunate one
It aint me, it aint me
I aint no military son
It aint me, it aint me
I aint no fortunate son
Take it away...
song performed by by U2
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