Get A Grip Intro Wake up kids it's half past the youth Ain't nothin really changin but the date You're a grand slammer, but your no Babe Ruth You got to learn how to relate, or you'll be swingin from the pearly gate Yeah, I got all the answers, lo and behold I got the right key baby But the wrong key hole-yo Eat The Rich (Tyler/Perry/Vallance) Well I woke up this morning On the wrong side of the bed And how I got to thinkin' About all those things you said About ordinary people And how they make you sick And if callin names kicks back on you Then I hope this does the trick 'Cause I'm sick of your complainin' About how many bills And I'm sick of all your bitchin' 'Bout your poodles and your pills And I just can't see no humor About your way of life And I think I can do more for you With this here fork and knife chorus: Eat the Rich: there's only one thing that they're good for Eat the Rich: take one bite now - come back for more Eat the Rich: I gotta get this off my chest Eat the Rich: take one bite now, spit out the rest So I called up my head shrinker And told him what I done He said you best go on a diet Yeah I hope you have some fun And a don't go burst a bubble On rich folk who get rude 'Cause you won't get in no trouble When you eats that kind of food Now they're smoking up their junk bonds And then they go get stiff And they're dancing at the yacht club With Muff and Uncle Biff But there's one good thing that happens When you toss your pearls to swine Their attitudes may taste like shit But go real good with wine chorus Believe in all the good things That money just can't buy Then you won't get no bellyache From eatin' humble pie I believe in rags to riches Your inheritance won't last So take your Grey Poupon my friend And shove it up your ass! chorus: Eat the Rich: there's only one thing that they're good for Eat the Rich: take one bite now - come back for more Eat the Rich: don't stop me now I'm goin' crazy Eat the Rich: that's my idea of a good time baby Get A Grip (Tyler/Perry/Vallance) Chorus: Got to get a grip Skin and bones it ain't such a pity If you think that I'm vain, better shut ya lip I can't explain how to be a fat city You gotta live large, better let it rip Skin and bones, it ain't such a pity Don't cha gimme no flack, honey shut ya lip Ya gotta have stones if you're living in the city If ya wanna hang loose gotta get a grip Once upon a crime I thought I was cool but I don't want to brag Once I crossed the line I think I musta zigged when I shoulda zagged chorus Same old same old every day if things don't change you're just gonna rot 'Cause if you do what you've always done you'll always get what you always got chorus Skin and bones, it ain't such a pity Don't cha gimme no flack, honey shut ya lip Ya gotta have stones if you're living in the city If ya wanna hang loose gotta get a grip Who knows for sure yeah without a doubt What goes on when the lights go out Or who pulls in when I pull out And what is a one-eyed trouser trout? I was so shortsighted Now the wrong been righted I feel so delighted I get so excited chorus Skin and bones, it ain't such a pity Don't cha gimme no flack, honey shut ya lip Ya gotta have stones if you're living in the city If ya wanna hang loose gotta get a grip Skin and bones, it ain't such a pity Don't cha gimme no flack, honey shut ya lip Ya gotta have stones if you're living in the city If ya wanna hang loose gotta get a grip You wanna get high in a New York minute Choke that smoke, honey crack that whip Your head gets dead As long as you're in it You wanna hang loose, gotta get a grip Skin and bones, it ain't such a pity Don't cha gimme no flack, honey shut ya lip Ya gotta have stones if you're living in the city If ya wanna hang loose gotta get a grip Fever (Tyler/Perry) I got a rip in my pants and a hole in my brand new shoes I got a Margarita nose and a breath full of Mad Dog Booze chorus: I got the fever, fever, fever, fever Yeah they threw me outta jail I tell ya it ain't fair I tried to kiss the judge from the electrica' chair Yeah we're all here 'cause we're not all there tonight The guitar's cranked and the bass man's blown a fuse And when the whole gang bangs tell me then what's your excuse? chorus Fever gives ya lust with an appetite It hits ya like the fangs from a rattlesnake bite We're all here 'cause we're not all there tonight We can't run away from trouble There ain't no place that far But if we do it right at the speed of light There's the back seat of my car, caviar I was feelin' so high I forgot what day Now I'm feelin' low down even slow Seems way to fast And now the booze don't work 'Cause the drugs ran out of gas chorus The buzz that you be gettin' from the Crack don't last I'd rather be O.D.in' on the Crack of her ass Yeah we're all here 'cause we're not All there tonight My first time ever lover We fell asleep out on the lawn And when I woke up I was all alone Makin' love to the Crack of Dawn So yo, I beg yo pardon sir, The gangster of love rides again You know I gotta chill It gimme such a thrill Like a burnin' plague Yeah get outta my way Fever may be Hell and a cross to bear As long as I'm in heaven honey I don't care You look so good baby look so fine I tell you you're the image of a perfect crime You get so tired holdin' on so tight If you think you're goin' crazy Well you may be right Yeah we're all here 'cause we're not All there that's right Livin' On The Edge (Tyler/Perry/Hudson) There's something wrong with the world today I don't know what it is Something's wrong with our eyes We're seeing things in a different way And God knows it ain't His It sure ain't no surprise We're livin' on the edge There's something wrong with the world today The light bulb's getting dim There's a melt down in the sky If you can judge a wise man By the color of his skin The mister you're a better man than I chorus: We're livin on the edge You can't help yourself from fallin' Livin' on the edge You can't help yourself at all Livin' on the edge You can't stop yourself from fallin' Livin' on the edge Tell me what you think about your situation Complication-aggravation Is getting to you If chicken little tells you that the sky is fallin' And even if it wasn't would you still come crawlin' Back again? I think you would my friend Again & again & again & again & again Tell me what you think about your situation Complication-aggravation Is getting to you If chicken little tells you that the sky is fallin' And even if it wasn't would you still come crawlin' Back again? I think you would my friend Again & again & again & again Something right with the world today And everybody knows it's wrong But we can tell'em no or we can let it go But I would rather be hanging on Livin' on the edge Livin' on the edge Livin' on the edge Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Livin' on the edge You can't help yourself from fallin' You can't help yourself at all Livin' on the edge You can't stop yourself from fallin' Livin' on the edge You can't help yourself You can't help yourself Livin' on the edge You can't help yourself at all You can't help yourself Livin' on the edge You can't stop yourself from fallin' Livin' on the edge Flesh (Tyler/Perry/Child) The day rolls in, the night rolls out Desire rules without a doubt The heart beats fast, you salivate And when you come it won't be late I guess by now you got the score A little taste if you want it more From San Antone to Marrakesh Yeah when the night comes Everybody gotta have FLESH You got me all soakin' wet FLESH- the only thing that's worth the sweat From the day that Eve did Adam Down to Romeo and Juliet Everybody gotta have . . . The prince of lust has met his match The witch has brewed the baddest batch His sword is sharp and hard as stone The cauldron begs for one more bone And so my love, the story's told From modern times to days of old From Boston Mass, to Bangladesh Yeah when the night comes Everybody gotta have FLESH It's got me all soakin' wet FLESH- the only thing that's worth the sweat From the Mississippi River To the highest mountain in Tibet Everybody gotta have . . . FLESH - you got me all soakin' wet FLESH - the only thing that's worth the sweat FLESH - you got me all soakin' wet FLESH - the only thing, the only thing, the only thing From a Sufi in a rickshaw to a bimbo in a pink Corvette Everybody gotta have . . . Walk On Down (Perry) You wonder why you got holes in your shoes You wonder why they got more money than you You wonder why you got nothin' to lose It makes no sense, don't try to figure it out You gotta . . . walk on down Walk on down Walk on down When you're shit outta luck There's just one thing to do and that's Walk on down Walk on down Walk on down When you're shit outta luck There's just one thing to do and that's Yeah, huh Well, she says that she loves ya In your mind there's no doubt, but You feel like a stranger When the lights go out As you lie there awake You think this ain't no gift Don't try to figure that weight's too heavy to lift You gotta . . . walk on down Walk on down Walk on down When you're shit outta luck There's just one thing to do and that's Walk on down Walk on down 'Cause I got no time to lose It's my life if I choose Put on my walkin' shoes Walk on down Walk on down Walk on down When you're shit outta luck There's just one thing to do and that's Walk on down Walk on down Walk on down When you're shit outta luck There's just one thing to...
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