Mr Fingers- Can you feel it
In the beginning, there was Jack, and Jack had a groove.
And from this groove came the groove of all grooves.
And while one day viciously throwing down on his box,
Jack boldly declared, "Let there be HOUSE!"
and house music was born.
"I am, you see, I am the creator, and this is my house!
And, in my house there is ONLY house music.
But, I am not so selfish because once you enter my house
it then becomes OUR house and OUR house music!
"And, you see, no one man owns house
because house music is a universal language, spoken and understood by all.
You see, house is a feeling that no one can understand really unless you're deep
into the vibe of house. House is an uncontrollable desire to jack your body.
And, as I told you before, this is our house and our house music.
And in every house, you understand, there is a keeper.
And, in this house, the keeper is Jack. Now some of you who might wonder,
"Who is Jack, and what is it that Jack does?
"Jack is the one who gives you the power to jack your body!
Jack is the one who gives you the power to do the snake.
Jack is the one who gives you the key to the wiggly worm.
Jack is the one who learns you how towalk your body.
Jack is the one that can bring nations
and nations of all Jackers together under one house.
You may be black, you may be white; you may be Jew or Gentile.
It don't make a difference in OUR House. And this is fresh.
Y la otra que es más pegadiza...y sé que a todos los jauseros nos sale la lagrimita y queremos cantar pero no tenemos ni puñetera idea de la letra.... aquí os la dejo:
I want you to take your broom and swept up my yard
You better brush it good or we could fall apart
Don't give me no shortcut thing you have all day & night
I had to satisfy, so you better do it right
Work what you're waiting for
work put your back in it
work justa a little bit more
work sure you're wanting it now
work till your body's hurting
work working hard and long
work when you finish that
work I want you God damn tongue
Go down, go down, go down
Come up, come up, come up
Go down, go down, go down
Come up, come up, come up
It's what you come to do, just remember that
And don't pick me fruits, you can put them back
You start of working nice, with your big broomstick
Now you're easing back, like you're afraid of brick
Work what you're waiting for
work put your back in it
work justa a little bit more
work sure you're wanting it now
work till your body's hurting
work working hard and long
work when you finish that
work I want you God damn tongue
Go down, go down, go down
Come up, come up, come up
Go down, go down, go down
Come up, come up, come up
Oh yes, yes baby, I like the work you do on my yard
You do reel good work yard man
I find you lookin' nervous like you're afraid to fail
Now you're making excuse 'bout your feeling pain
Just don't waste my time cause you will get me mad
Have a bit down there, that could bite your broomstick hard
Work what you're waiting for
work put your back in it
work justa a little bit more
work sure you're wanting it now
work till your body's hurting
work working hard and long
work when you finish that
work I want you God damn tongue x 2
Go down, go down, go down
Come up, come up, come up
Go down, go down, go down
Come up, come up, come up x 2
Ladies, you know that if you don't have a yard man
You can't be a hard man
You know what I'm talking about
Guys you know what I'm talking about too, not so?
And if a man want to test you, tell him come, come
And if a man want to test you, tell him come, come
So if a boy want to test you, tell him come, come
And if a man want to test you, tell him come, come
Work, work, work, work, work, x 3
Y por último otro clásico...(un poquito quemado... ) Simon - Free At Last
I HAVE A DREAAAAAAAAAAAM!!!! jijijiji...
Perdón por el frikismo del post...em...se me ponen los pelos de punta ; )
