Rap Around The Clock
I said one for the treble,
Two for the bass,
Come on pd let's
Rock the place
I said, 1 o'clock, 2 o'clock, 3 o'clock, rock,
4 O'clock, 5 o'clock, 6 o'clock, rock,
7 O'clock, 8 o'clock, 9 o'clock, rock,
Gonna rock around the clock tonight,
It don't take no doubts to put you right,
I said one for the money,
Two for the money,
Three for the money,
And four for the money,
Five for silver,
Six for the gold,
Seven is for heaven if you're feeling too old,
I said eight for barclays,
Nine for natwest,
Ten is for me so f--- all the rest,
Said eleven for the lolly,
Twelve for the cash,
This rap is so bad it'll give you the rash,
1 And 3 are lucky 13,
But I don't give a damn 'cos I'm mr. Mean,
I'm mean y'all, I mean y'all,
I don't think you know that I'm mean y'all
I don't think you know that I'm so mean,
I've always got a trick right up my sleeve,
If you've got no money that I can lend,
I'll pinch some money off my best friend,
I'm bad, I'm evil, I'm full of sin,
I'll even pinch money from the bakers tin,
I'll break your hearts, I'll break your locks,
Steal my way in and I'm off for knocks,
I'll nick a nickel, pinch a pound,
Everytime I see a pig I turn it upside down,
Upside down, and all the way round,
Everytime I see a pig I turn it upside down,
You can call me a pirate, call me a rogue,
I'm mean, myself and minding my own,
I'm always in black, never in red,
It just ain't cool to be in debt,
So if you're short, you know who to thank,
It's mr. Mean and I run the bank,
I'm mean y'all, I'm mean y'all,
I don't think you know that I'm mean y'all,
Three six nine,
We don't drink wine,
We don't smoke tobacco,
But we have a good time,
We don't take dope,
We don't get broke,
And we all went to holland in a big ferry boat,
Clap clap,
Clap clap,
Clap clap,
Clap clap clap clap clap
N o r m a n c,
Cooking it up for the family
I said s t a n l e y,
Cooking it up till it's higher than high
I said h and a u and a g and an h
Cooking it up till it's on the front page
P and an a and a u and a l
Cooking it up till it's hotter than hell!
Norman cook plays the bass,
Strumming those strings all over the place,
I said stan cullimore on guitar,
Pd heaton sing far, far, far,
And finally hughy boy,
Plays those drums like a worn out toy,
And I'm mean.
I said give me an m (m!)
Mercy
Give me an e (e!)
Easy
Give me an a (a!)
Angry
Give me an n (n!)
That's nice
Let's rock the house again y'all
It's like that y'all,
You're all fat y'all,
And I'm talking to the people down the back y'all,
And if you're true, blue, than you're dead too,
'Cos you know that you talk a lot of crap now.
(Repeat joy joy joy verse)
Give me a j and an o and a y
The music is hot,
And it'll take you high,
We got the joy down in our heart,
Make the poor folk rich,
And the rich folk
I put the beho back into boho,
Put the lib right back into glib,
Put the yes no back into don't know,
'Cos it's??? That you did,
I said f r e e d o m,
Locked us up once,
And they'll do it again,
I said c h a I n e d,
They locked up my friends,
Now they're coming for me.
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