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Tighten Up, Vol. 88 (1988)
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"And now our feature presentation"

"Let's get ready to rock 'n roll!"

We're gonna rock, stomp, get psyched up
We're gonna swing, do your thing all night long
We're going out, wanna shout, get niced up
You're beautiful, stay cool all night long

Throw down, go to town, get dressed up
Pour that wine, feel fine all night long
What we're about move 'em out, roll 'em up
Get free o.d. all night long

We're gonna rock 'till we drop all night long
We're gonna rock non stop all night long
Slow down girl and make it easy, bugging out hangin' in, get it on
Don't you know you're driving me crazy all night long

Check your coat, dreamboat if you give it up
We'll have a time, cloud nine all night long
If you thought life is short, ya gotta live it up
Improvise, socialise all night long
Easy pal, that's my gal, I'm gonna mess you up
You're alone, so find your own, ya got all nigh long

We're gonna rock 'till we drop all night long
We're gonna rock non stop all night long
Slow down girl and make it easy, bugging out hangin' in, get it on
Don't you know you're driving me crazy all night long

Wanna try before you buy 'cause they set you up
Getting high, it's kinda fly, you gotta all night long
I wanna flirt, grab a skirt, I'm gonna rip it up
I like to get intimate all night long

We're gonna rock 'till we drop all night long
We're gonna rock non stop all night long
Slow down girl and make it easy, bugging out hangin' in, get it on
Don't you know you're driving me crazy all night long
Yeah, slow down girl and make it easy, bugging out hangin' in, get it on
Don't you know you're driving me crazy all night long
Baby, baby, baby, slow down girl and make it easy, bugging out hangin' in, get it on
Don't you know you're driving me crazy all night long

. . .


Everythings not always great
Sometimes it`s just fine
No one gets ten out of ten
Lucky if it`s nine
No I ain`t the greatest
Sure there`s imperfections
And if you gave me a test
Might not pass the inspection
Everythings not always great
Sometimes it`s just fine
I ain`t with the 100 crowd
I`m with the 99

Nobody is perfect
Of this I am sure
I looked into the mirror
And I saw the floor

You can draw your own conclusion
But I`ll tell you mine
I ain`t with the 100 crowd
I`m with the 99

Nobody is perfect
That ain`t no jive
No one gets ten out of ten
You gotta strive for five
I won`t say that I`m the best
That you ever had
But the bit that has been good
Sure outweights the bad
Nobody is perfect
Tell you I don`t mind
If you ain`t in the 100 crowd
Join the 99
Got me some ambition
Just like all the rest
And I got a mission
But I`d settle for less

You can draw your own conclusion
But I`ll tell you mine
I ain`t with the 100 crowd
I`m with the 99
I ain`t with the 100 crowd
I`m with the 99

Hey hey now
Everythings not always great
Everythings not always great
Sometimes it`s just fine
Sometimes it`s just fine
No one gets ten out of ten
Lucky if it`s nine

Everythings not always great
Everythings not always great
Sometimes it`s just fine
Sometimes it`s just fine
No one gets ten out of ten
Lucky if it`s nine
Hey hey now

Everythings not always great
Everythings not always great
Sometimes it`s just fine
Sometimes it`s just fine
No one gets ten out of ten
Lucky if it`s nine

Everythings not always great
Everythings not always great
Sometimes it`s just fine
Sometimes it`s just fine
No one gets ten out of ten
Lucky if it`s nine

. . .


A stranger`s a friend
You just don`t know
With a shake of the hand
We could give it a go
I look kinda pale
They call me gringo
You got funny hair
They call you negro

Under the skin say we`re all the same
How come when I turn my back
You call me funny names
How come when I turn my back
You call me funny names
Funny names

I`m not like you
You`re not like me
Don`t think that will ever change
It`s obvious to see
You`re not like me
I`m not like you
Don`t mean that we can`t get along
And like each other too

`Cos under the skin say we`re all the same
How come when I turn my back
You call me funny names
How come when I turn my back
You call me funny names
Funny names

Recognise the difference
Give thanks we ain`t the same
Variety`s the spice of life
Hey fella what`s your name
Some live in the city
Some come from ghettoes
Eat funny food
Speak funny lingo
Yes a stranger`s a friend
You just don`t know
Forever by your side
Just like a shadow

`Cos under the skin say we`re all the same
How come when I turn my back
You call me funny names
How come when I turn my back
You call me funny names
Funny names
How come you call me funny names
Funny names

. . .


She goes down to make breakfast
The machine spins round
He reads the morning paper
On the bus to town
Although they live together
And they are counterparts
Don`t rock the boat
Upset the applecart

Dreams seems so exciting
When you`re duty bound
Working for the company
Trying to earn a pound
Lousy English weather
Together yet apart
Don`t rock the boat
Upset the applecart

Freedom
Once upon a moment
Flashes of sensations
Thrill of inspiration
Time stands still for no one
Age is just a number
Pages in your story
Liaisons con amore
So it is no wonder
Watch the days just fly by
Point me at the highway
Have to do things my way
Blowing chances bye bye
Everything is allright
Once upon a moment

Aaaaah aaaaah

The silence between them
Makes the loudest sound
Thinking it`s the wavelength
Turns the radio down
They hardly know each other
And they don`t know where to start
Don`t rock the boat
Upset the applecart

Freedom
Once upon a moment
Flashes of sensations
Thrill of inspiration
Time stands still for no one
Age is just a number
Pages in your story
Liaisons con amore
So it is no wonder
Watch the days just fly by
Point me at the highway
Have to do things my way
Blowing chances bye bye
Everything is allright
Once upon a moment

Don`t rock the boat
Upset the applecart

Don`t rock the boat
Upset the applecart

Don`t rock the boat
Upset the applecart

Don`t rock the boat
Upset the applecart

. . .


Out of Greeville South Carolina
From the Road House Owl Club Him and Sister Rosa
Down to Dallsa and the Dew Drop Inn
The farthest a man can go and back again

It was in Macon at an all night diner
Trying to catch some it was me he took a shine`ta
Said I better give him some of my old clothes
He`s in the wrong place wrong time and nobody knows

His real name was S.Q.Reeder
Everybody knew him as Esquerita
Black Flash Gordon Rocket `58
The rock around was busting out interstate

Thru the green door there`s a gospel sound
Dressed in sequins war paint listen to him holler
I guess the Georgia peach came a little too late
The rock around`s busting out interstate
Houlaaa

His real name was S.Q.Reeder
Everybody knew him as Esquerita
Black Flash Gordon Rocket `58
The rock around was busting out interstate

Been a long time here in California
Western Union I heard from Sister Rosa
The telegram said S.Q. had passed away
Well now preacher what you gotta say

His real name was S.Q.Reeder
Everybody knew him as Esquerita
Black Flash Gordon Rocket `58
The rock around was busting out interstate

His real name was S.Q.Reeder
Beat up on his woman with a vacuum cleaner
Black Flash Gordon Rocket `58
The rock around was busting out interstate

. . .


She won`t touch one drop of Scotch
She loves champagne
Brandy wine lager and lime
Nope it`s champagne
Put that gin in the bin
She wants champagne
Vodka juice ain`t no use
Champagne

Drinking
She can drink it in the morning
She likes it in the morning
Beat the blues out of bed
Disturbing
It`s quite disturbing
To see how much she`s absorbing
But she never has a sore head
Pleasing
Mmm sure it`s pleasing
Serve chilled not freezimg
She`ll be delighted
Leaving
I was thinkin` about leaving
Before it gets to be evening
Might stick around instead

She won`t touch one drop of Scotch
She loves champagne
Brandy wine lager and lime
Nope it`s champagne
Put that gin in the bin
She wants champagne
Vodka juice ain`t no use
Champagne

Smoking
Standing in the rain smoking
And my clothes are all soaking
Saturated
Joking
I was hoping she was joking
When she asked me I was choking
If I`d be wed
Coping
Admirably coping
At my attempts at groping
On the bedspread
Weddings
All this talk of weddings
Honeymoons and feather beddings
Gonna end in bloodshed

She won`t touch one drop of Scotch
She loves champagne
Brandy wine lager and lime
Nope it`s champagne
Put that gin in the bin
She wants champagne
Vodka juice ain`t no use
Champagne!

She won`t touch one drop od Scotch
She loves champagne
Brandy wine lager and lime
Nope it`s champagne
Put that gin in the bin
She wants champagne
Vodka juice ain`t no use
Champagne!

Champagne!
Champagne!
Champagne!
Champagne!
Champagne!
Champagne!
Champagne!

. . .


Hey girl I know you well
I know when you were born
Walker say we`re heaven made
Cause I`m a Capricorn

The sun the moon and stars
Predict what lies ahead
So Mr. Walker said

So every move I make
He says is prordained
Just when I think I`m free
He says I`m bound in chains

But when the night is clear
Signs are easy found
My feet are on the ground

Some people read the stars
For answers yet unknown
Some people read the stars
I think I`ll write my own
So Mr. Walker said

Some look in Tarot cards
And others cups of tea
This modern voodoo spaceman
Looks in the Galaxy
And everything he sees
Is beamed in from the med
So Mr. Walker said

Do I do what I`m supposed to do
Or what my fate spells out for me
Do I do what I`m supposed to do
Or is it in my destiny

He looks into the sky
And like a book it`s read
So Mr. Walker said

Some people read the stars
For answers yet unknown
Some people read the stars
I think I`ll write my own
So Mr. Walker said

. . .


A couple of years ago down Ladbroke Grove
The Dreads uptight sitting on a treasure trove
A skinny white dude came in and took a chair
He had a black leather jacket and greased back hair

Well they ain`t seen nothing like it down the Mangrove
Plugged his guitar into a flat iron stove
Now all the brothers they began to stare
Hillybilly cat blew `em on their derriere

It`s the booze that picks you up
And throws you against the wall
Sometimes there`s a drought
Can`t get no sense at all

Now they had the grass he had the song
The Rocker and the Ras began to get along
Looking around for something to bang
They all joined in and this is what they sang...

We fired our guns and the coppers kept a coming
There wasn`t quite as many as there was a while ago
We fired once more and they began a running
Over Vauxhall Bridge and Via Pimlico

Cow foot curry herbage and macheté
`57 Chevy in a Rondolet
Red stripe BM a game of dominoes
Zebra serenade the honky`s and negros

Well it ain`t Mozart

Nowadays all quiet on the All Saints Road
Cops and yups come in by the truckload
A condo stands where the grass used to grow
Race attacks filofax and nobody goes

It`s the booze that picks you up
And throws you against the wall
Lost my vallet and my mind at the carnival

Seven Eleven McDonalds and Ho-Jo`s
Gettys` on the jetty watch the river flow
The Lambeth walk`s like 42nd Street
Folks I gotta tell you this town can`t be beat

Wadda dem-dem-dem.......

. . .


You rock I roll
Crazy love affair
I rock you roll
Baby I don`t care
Gratify and satisfy
I wanna captivate
Delighting inviting
Girl let`s make a date

Get loose get close
Busy or lost
I`m that path you gotta cross
Pleasure and a little pain
Let`s go there and back again

I rock you roll
Baby I don`t care
You rock I roll
Stay and make a pair
Believe it or not
I got feelings too
Ain`t nothing like the one
When I`m feeling you

Get loose get close
Busy or lost
I`m that path you gotta cross
Pleasure and a little pain
Let`s go there and back again

I rock you roll
Baby I don`t care
Can`t dance we`ll stroll
Just stay and make a pair
You rock I roll
Crazy love affair
I rock you roll
Baby I don`t care

"God I love it when you`re domineering..."

You rock I roll
Crazy love affair
I rock you roll
Baby I don`t care

. . .


Phillipine star greedy girl took the money to buy the world
First a little then the lot, others' needs where soon forgot
I heard you like a love song, this here one is just for you
In keeping with your taste we hope, it's called "2000 shoes"

Never had a consience or any moral views
Even any kins of taste, just 2000 shoes
If I had the world to sell, could strike a deal with you
I know you haven't got the cash, just 2000 shoes

Catwalk at the embassy supplied by human rights
Qadhafi and George Hamilton, Mao Tse Tung and disco lights

Never had a consience or any moral views
Even any kins of taste, just 2000 shoes
If I had the world to sell, could strike a deal with you
I know you haven't got the cash, just 2000 shoes
2000 shoes

Phillipine star greedy girl took the money to buy the world
First a little then the lot, others' need where soon forgot
I heard you like a love song, this here one is just for you
In keeping with your taste we hope, it's called "2000 shoes"

So here it is Imelda, sorry, it's the blues
I would have done it different if I was in your shoes

Never had a consience or any moral views
Even any kins of taste, just 2000 shoes
If I had the world to sell, could strike a deal with you
I know you haven't got the cash, just 2000 shoes
2000 shoes

"It's coverage my expense
With entertainment provided by the cabbing crew"

. . .


"Get aboard the last train to Skaville"

A windmill stands in the city of spades
The Effra River flows under Granville Arcade

Old dogs in cold harbour have fond memories
Remember the days, this was Viking country
Natives blacks and werewolves, yeah, we got it all
Every kind of exotic friut on the market stall

Those drums keep on pounding
Since they moved in down the street
Cold wet surroundings
The cops don't like the beat

No no

Cost of bread is rising, the area's run down
They painted up the brickwork, they painted up the town

While my brother dug the ramjam, I got flea-pit matinees
And we'd catch the number 2, go up West for the day
Tighten Up, volume 2, sound system bon marché
Roits on Jebb Avenue, down Marcus Garvey Way

Those drums keep on pounding
Since they moved in down the street
Cold wet surroundings
The cops don't like the beat

No no

A windmill stands in the city of spades
The Effra River flows under Granville Arcade

There's Christmas lights on Railton Road, it looks like Oxford Street
If Santa's got electric goods, he'd better have receipts
I got no airs and graces, always been this way
After all I come from Brixton what else can I say

"Just watching, calm down"
"Oh, sweet Lord"

. . .


Move my feet
And touch my sole
Bass sound drum beat
Rock`and roll
Just play that music
I don`t care what key it`s in
Where it`s come from
Where it`s been
Just play that music

I don`t need to see your face
I don`t need no autographs
I can`t play your interviews
Can`t hear your photographs

You don`t need to be profound
In fact don`t speak
Just play that sound
Just play that music
I`ll turn on my radio
If you`ve got a great live show
Just play that music

If it`s hitting make it stick
Do your job just play music
Critics mags and interviews
Who cares about bad reviews

Does it have to be so tame
Do I have to twist and shout
Do we have to play this game
Or be down and out
It don`t have to look the same
I keep trying to tell `em
It don`t have to all sound lame
I sing the song you sell `em

If it`s hitting make it stick
Do your job just play music
If you need an ear to lend
I`ve got the cash to spend

Move my feet
And touch my sole
Bass sound drum beat
Rock and roll
Just play that music

I don`t care what key it`s in
Where it`s come from
Where it`s been
Just play that music

Does it have to be so tame
Do I have to twist and shout
Do we have to play this game
Or be down and out
It don`t have to look the same
I keep trying to tell `em
It don`t have to all sound lame
I sing the song you sell `em

Does it have to be so tame
Do I have to twist and shout
Do we have to play this game
Or be down and out
It don`t have to look the same
I keep trying to tell `em
It don`t have to all sound lame
I sing the song you sell `em

Just play that music!
Just play that music
I won`t refuse it
I`d like to tell ya
Just play that music!
Stay on that feeling
Don`t you loose it
Stay on the stageing
Just play that music!
Don`t you loose it
Just play that music!
Some like theYankee sound
Just play that music!
Sometimes from London town
Just play that music!
I`ve seen the that alley ground
Just play that music!
Sometimes from London town
Just play that music!

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