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And a doubleshot:

Jimi Hendrix: "What I'd Say" 1965 live recording



And now the original:

Ray Charles: What I'd Say

Mel Brooks - Hitler Rap



Well
hi there people
you know me

I used to run a little joint called Germany.
I was number one
the people's choice
And everybody listened to my mighty voice.
My name is Adolf
I'm on the mike.
I'm gonna hip you to the story of the New Third Reich.
It all began down in Munich town and pretty soon
The word started gettin' around.
So I said to Martin Boorman
I said
Hey Marty, why don't we throw a little nazi party?
We had an election
well
kinda sorta
And before you knew it hello
new order.
To all those mothers in the fatherland I said
Achtung, Baby, I got me a plan
.
'YVhatcha got Adolf? Whatcha gonna do?"
I said "how about this one
World War Two?"

To be or not to be
oh baby
can't you see

We're gonna take it to the top. You're making history
And it feels so good to me
ooh darlin'
please don't ever stop.
Don't be stupid; be a smarty
come on and join the nazi party - party.
Like humpty dumpty offa that wall

All the little countries they began to fall
Holland
Belgium
Denmark
Poland-
The troops were rockin' and the tanks were rollin'

We were swingin' along with a song in our hearts.
And "Deutschland über alles" was making the charts

We had a new step called a goosestep we were dancing to.
Well
it's sorta kinda like a German boogaloo

I was gettin' what I wanted
but it wasn't enough.
So I called the boys
I said boys
get though

Now I surrounded myself with some unusual cats.
There was skinny little Göbbels and Göring mister fats

And let's not forget ole Himmler and Hess.
You'd better believe we made a hell of a mess

Say Heil - Heil - siegety Heil
we gonna whip it on the people teutonic style
To be or not to be
oh baby
can't you see

We're gonna make it to the top. You are our destiny

This thing was meant to be
why don't we do it till we drop?
Say you boots ain't black and shirt ainY brown?
Well
get back Jack
you can't get down. Do it
Adolf
do it.
I drank wine from the Rhine with the finest ladies

And we did it in the back of my black Mercedes.

I was on a roll
I couldn't lose
then came D-day
the birth of the blues.
The Yanks and the Brits started raising cain

Those guys were the pits
I was goin' insane.
People all around me started swallowing pills

Let's face it
folks
we was going downhill.
Berlin was crumbling
we was under the gun

Time to look out for number one.
So I grabbed a blonde and a case of beer

Say the Russians are commin'
lets get out of here.

To be or not to be
oh honey
can't you see

We had to take it to the top. You sure made history
And it felt so good to me
oh schatze


Please don't ever stop.

Auf wiedersehn
good to've seen ya

I got a one way ticket to Argentina.
To be or not to be
oh baby
can't you see

We've got to take it to the top. You're makin' history
And it feels so good to me


Why don't we do it till we drop?
We have ways of making you dance . . .
- Sprechen Sie Argentinian ?

Stevie Wonder

Superstition

bit of brit funk here from Heatwave

Mind Blowing Decisions

Lyrics to Funky Dividends :
[ES:]Michelle, why you gotta tell Mickey everything about us?
[Michelle:] Cause I needed somebody to talk to.
[ES:] But you're trying to make it seem like I started it all.
[Michelle:] I just told her the story the way it went.
[ES:] Michelle.
[Michelle):] What?
[ES:] Look. Since you seem to be forgetting, I'm a tell you the story
from the beginning. Aiight?
[Michelle:] Umm hmmm.

Cruising down the Ave with my homeboy Boove
Laying back like jack, mellowing to the groove.
The "Greatest Man Alive" was cold rocking my world.
Then I rocked a little harder when I saw this fresh, fly girl.
A hold up. I can't go out like a nut.
I had to conjure out a cool way to strut.
They call me E.S., the overlord of fresh.
I saw you in the dress, and I just had to impress.
My compliment, came through in a clutch
She started to blush. Then I knew what was up.
Called her next morning. Said, "What'll it be?
Dinner and a movie or just chillin' with me?"
She said, "Me." So I went and got the slimy.
But as soon as I opened the door she said, "Gimme!"
It was like I was a bone, and she was fetching.
She gobbled, cold swallowed my one's like Greedy Gretchin.
Then after a couple of weeks of good loving my friends,
She did the dummy move, and started asking for my dividends.

[Chorus]
[DJ Wood scratches:] Rah rah, rah rah rah

[Verse2]
Come around the corner looking funki fresh.
This new jack babe started popin' a mess.
Steady trip, cause I didn't call her last night.
I kindly pulled her to the side n' said, "Yo, take a hike.
Cause I don't need it girl. Too many problems in this world.
So go on ahead with your jheri curl.
She wanted Jefferson's and Lincoln's.
I said, "No way! Yo Slim, what do you think this is? President's Day?
People start buggin' over things like that honey.
You know the time! So don't act funny with my money.
I refuse to abuse my savings and loans.
So if you want some ends baby, you best go with your own.
Now I said it once before, and I'm a say it again: Best believe you
won't receive no dividends."

[Interlude]
[ES:] Michelle, how come every time we argue, it got to be about
money?
[Michelle:] When I was with Steady B, I had it all: Gucci, Louie
Vaton, gold,
Liz Claiborne. I had it all. You ain't giving me nothing.

[Verse 3]
It's a shame. Nowadays you've got to stay paid.
It ain't like the old days, when you could serenade.
Take walks with your girl at night in the park,
And in the shadow, secretly steal her heart.
But the new wave 80's has everything reversible.
Instead of walks, you drive a Cadillac Convertible.
Two's bound to kill you. All you need is one
To constantly bug you to get her hair done.
Every weeks a new style. She's always got to rock it.
Like a Super Bowl sack, she's tackling your pockets.
But when you want to chill, you find that something always blocks it.
You're looking for your wallet, but your girlfriends got it.
I tried to put you D [own], cause you was my friend.
You didn't listen. Now she's got you for your dividends.

[ES's male friend:]
"You bought another dress? This is ridiculous!
That's the third dress this week!"

[x2: DJ Wood scratches in JFK sample] "The world is very different now."

[Verse 4]
Now I don't like to get upset, and I don't like to riff.
But one thing that gets me hype is when girls shoot the gift.
Now there's a little saying about the J-O-B.
But what she's really trying to do is take your D-O-E
N' wreck your whole check on the latest design.
When you're broke, it's all a joke. But when your paid, it's fine.
This advice to you I lend. Begin to let it sink, and you can spin.
But don't be taking nothing my friend.
Now I said it once before, and I'm a say it again:
"Best believe you won't receive no dividends."
Now I said it once before, and I'm a say it again.
"Best believe you won't receive no dividends."

[Prologue]
Word. Ya know what I'm saying?
I don't mind giving my girl something-
or any woman for that matter-ifthey need it.
But love shouldn't be used as a personal VISA card on the strength.
Cause the same way you're trying to get somebody, you can get got.
Workers large still in effect. Ain't that right Wood?

[Wood scratches:] "Ye-yeah!...ye-yeah!"

[Michelle:] Why you looking at me like that ES?
[ES:] Cause man Michelle, if I had known you were going to do me like
this,
I would have never stepped to you from the giddy up.
[Michelle:] Well, if I had known you weren't going to provide for me,
I wouldn't have talked to you anyway. Straight up.
I thought you was the Greatest Man Alive. But I guess I was wrong.
[ES:] Psssh. I wonder if my grand pops and pops
went through things like this back in the day. Cause man, this ain't
worth it.

Here's a classic performance from...

Jimi Hendrix

Red House