Music (post anything you enjoy)

Bolingo Yo Na Ngai-Huit Kilos

Electric guitar from Congo/Zaire, played on very high frets. A rumba piece…

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We know what day it is. Bring the joy

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Lean On Me-Bill Withers
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Walking On The Moon-Police
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Giant steps are what you take
Walking on the moon
I hope my leg don’t break
Walking on the moon
We could walk forever
Walking on the moon
We could live together
Walking on, walking on the moon
Walking back from your house
Walking on the moon

Walking back from your house
Walking on the moon
Feet they hardly touch the ground
Walking on the moon
My feet don’t hardly make no sound
Walking on, walking on the moon

Some may say
I’m wishing my days away
No way
And if it’s the price I pay
Some say
Tomorrow’s another day
You stay
I may as well play

Giant steps are what you take
Walking on the moon
I hope my leg don’t break
Walking on the moon
We could walk forever
Walking on the moon
We could be together
Walking on, walking on the moon

Some may say
I’m wishing my days away
No way
And if it’s the price I pay
Some say
Tomorrow’s another day
You stay
I may as well play

Keep it up, keep it up
Keep it up, keep it up

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Fu Man Chu-Desmond Dekker
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It make no sense at all
To say where you used to work
It make no sense at all
To say how much you used to earn
It make no sense at all
To say what you used to do

This is the face of Fu Man Chu

It make no sense at all
To say what you used to do
It make no sense at all
To say how much you used to earn
Is not what you earn that make you a man
But is what you keep that make you a man

This is the face of Fu Man Chu

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Israelites-Desmond Dekker
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Get up in the morning, slaving for bread, sir
So that every mouth can be fed
Poor me Israelites, ah

Get up in the morning, slaving for bread, sir
So that every mouth can be fed
Poor me Israelite

My wife and my kids, they packed up and leave me
Darling, she said, I was yours to be seen
Poor me Israelites

Shirt them a-tear up, trousers is gone
I don’t want to end up like Bonnie and Clyde
Poor me Israelites

After a storm there must be a calm
They catch me in the farm
You sound your alarm
Poor me Israelites

I said I get up in the morning, slaving for bread, sir
So that every mouth can be fed
Poor me Israelites

I said my wife and my kids, they are packed up and leave me
Darling, she said, I was yours to be seen
Poor me Israelites

Look me shirts them a-tear up, trousers are gone
I don’t want to end up like Bonnie and Clyde
Poor me Israelites

After a storm there must be a calm
They catch me in the farm
You sound your alarm
Poor me Israelites
Poor me Israelites, poor me Israelites, poor me Israelites

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Guitar Man-Bread
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Hard Rain -topically appropriate!

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I admit, I used to watch The Appreciate! :joy:

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Some of those lyrics would be an awesome idea for a festival or some sort or community gathering, trying all the different type of alcohols each culture has made all in one arena while bands play from around the world. Even though i frikkin hate alcohol and down in kangaroo land thats like a sin :laughing: its apart of bringing people together just along side music.

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Thus Spake Zarathrusta-Deodato
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“Yes. In the garden, growth has it seasons. First comes spring and summer, but then we have fall and winter. And then we get spring and summer again.”


“Would you like a car sir?”
“Oh, yes; I would like a car!”


"Who sent you here, boy? Did that chickenshit asshole Raphael send you, boy?...You tell that asshole, if he got somethin' to tell me, to get his ass down here himself! You got that, boy?"
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“From the west to the east like tailed beasts
The weebs don’t sleep cause binging ain’t easy
Completely lost in that series
Secretly hoping that no one sees me
So please its not what it seems
The life that they live it’s just what I’m needing”
I reckon 99% of the TYT family would love the Naruto series :man_shrugging:

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Pusherman-Curtis Mayfield
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I’m your mama, I’m your daddy
I’m that nigga in the alley
I’m your doctor when in need
Want some coke? Have some weed
You know me, I’m your friend
Your main boy, thick and thin

I’m your pusherman
I’m your pusherman

Ain’t I clean? Bad machine
Super cool, super mean
Dealin’ good, for The Man
Superfly, here I stand
Secret stash, heavy bread
Baddest bitches in the bed

I’m your pusherman
I’m your pusherman
I’m your pusherman

Silent life of crime
A man of odd circumstance
A victim of ghetto demands
Feed me money for style
And I’ll let you trip for a while
Insecure from the past
How long can a good thing last?
No, no, no

Got to be mellow, y’all
Got to get mellow, now
Pusherman gettin’ mellow, y’all

Heavy mind, every sign
Makin’ money all the time
My LD and just me
For all junkies to see
Ghetto Prince is my thing
Makin’ love’s how I swing

I’m your pusherman
I’m your pusherman

Two bags, please
For a generous fee
Make your world what you want it to be
Got a woman I love desperately
Wanna give her somethin’ better than me
Been told I can’t be nuthin’ else
Just a hustler in spite of myself
I know I can break it
This life just don’t make it
Lord, Lord, yeah

Got to get mellow, now
Gotta be mellow, y’all
Got to get mellow, now

I’m your mama, I’m your daddy
I’m that nigga in the alley
I’m your doctor when in need
Want some coke? Have some weed
You know me, I’m your friend
Your main boy, thick and thin

I’m your pusherman
I’m your pusherman

I’m your pusherman
I’m your pusherman
Lord, Lord

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Blue Train-John Coltrane
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