sexta-feira, 19 de agosto de 2011

a propósito da crise bolsista lembrei-me desta musiquinha...



The roof the roof the roof is on fire
The roof the roof the roof is on fire
The roof the roof the roof is on fire
We don't need no water let the motherfucker burn
Burn motherfucker burn



Hello my name is Jimmy Pop and I'm a dumb white guy
I'm not old or new but middle school, fifth grade like junior high
I don't know mofo' if y'all peeps be buggin' give props to my ho 'cause she fly
But I can take the heat 'cause I'm the other white meat known as Kid Funky Fry
Yeah I'm hung like planet Pluto hard to see with the naked eye
But if I crashed into Uranus I would stick it where the sun don't shine
'Cause I'm kind of like Han Solo always strokin' my own Whookie
I'm the root of all that's evil yeah but you can call me Cookie





The roof the roof the roof is on fire
The roof the roof the roof is on fire
The roof the roof the roof is on fire
We don't need no water let the motherfucker burn
Burn motherfucker burn


Yo yo this hardcore ghetto gangster image takes a lot of practice
I'm not black like Barry White no I am white like Frank Black is,
So if man is five and the Devil is six than that must make me seven
This honkey's gone to heaven
But if I go to hell well then I hope I burn well
I'll spend my days with J.F.K., Marvin Gaye, Martha Raye, and Lawrence Welk
And Kurt Cobain, Kojak, Mark Twain and Jimmy Hendrix' poltergeist
And Webster yeah Emmanuel Lewis cuz he's the anti-christ


The roof the roof the roof is on fire
The roof the roof the roof is on fire
The roof the roof the roof is on fire
We don't need no water let the motherfucker burn
Burn motherfucker burn


Everybody here we go
Ohh Ohh
C'mon party people
Ohh Ohh
Throw your hands in the air
Ohh Ohh
C'mon party people
Ohh Ohh
Wave 'em like you don't care
Ohh Ohh
C'mon party people
Ooo Ooo

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