Titel: ANT RAP Interpret: ADAM AND THE ANTS -------------------------------------------------------------------- Put some wax on the trax and slide on outa here. Hatchers in the corner, ears to the ground, Improve to the groove, get down to the ground. Buttons and bows and bleu blanc rouge - AII things lively must be used. Liberte, egalite, aujourd'hui c'est tres, tres, tres. Voici, I'opportunite - nous incroyables. I got the moves, I got the grooves, Summoned the Gods and they all approved, Bad Vibes akimbo on the shelf, Bits of a rap thing going for myself. This gold on the teeths - no sense at all, It only matters when it's on the wall. I'm standing here with my four men, Let's start that rapping thing again. Marco, Merrick, Terry Lee, Garry Tibbs and yours truly, In the naughty north and in the sexy south, We're all singing: I have the mouth. In the naughty north and in the sexy south, We're all singing: I have the mouth, I have the mouth. So tired of anarchists looking at me, Don't need their credibility. "Destroy", they say, "Defy! Condemn!" As long as you don't destroy them. With twenty years of drugs and drink I thought the time had come to think About standing up and saying that, It's a tragedy and such old hat. I'm standing here with my four men, Let's start that rapping thing again. Marco, Merrick, Terry Lee, Garry Tibbs and yours truly, . These happy feet are all we need, Summoned the Gods and they all agreed. These feet won't stop, they're in such a hurry, I knock it on the head and I go for a curry. Staying sober can be neat, Get drunk on these here happy feet. Keep on trying to pin me down, "Why a title for your sound?" I'm standing here with my four men, Let's start that rapping thing again. Marco, Merrick, Terry Lee, Garry Tibbs and yours truly, . .
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