Infectious Grooves Album

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My my my, your truth is a lie
And you help cover it up and you don't even ask why
So it goes

Funky wunky, the funky junky
Funky wunky, ouh won't you hit them with that
Nooky nooky, you got that cookie
Nooky nooky, ouh

Hit them with the funky shift - you jokin'?
Funky wunky ouh
Slam me with the funky fix - get going!
Funky junky ouh

Why why why do you quit before you try
You put a fake smile on your face but there's a tear in
your eye
So I go

Funky wunky, that funky junky
Funky wunky, ouh yeah hit me with it
Nooky nooky, I'll try her cookie
Nooky nooky ouh

Kick on in da funky shift - you got that?
Funky wunky ouh
Slam me withg da funky fix - you got that?
Funky junky ouh

And I don't believe the things they try to say
'Cause things are gettin' a little bit funky

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He'd disappear for years, then one day he would just show
Dad would buy him shows (shoes?), give him $50 and he'd go
He talked about the good old days of war in Vietnam
Did two tours of duty with his new love heroin
You knew he'd be covicted before he was ever tried
Did his time in Chino, then Folsom and Wayside
But every day was prison, molested as a kid
Abused by his stepfather, hard to believe the things he did
We call him Cousin Randy
Couldn't get up in the morning, couldn't get to sleep at night
Swore the room was full of Demons, but nothin' was in our sight
No one was safe when Randy came out to play
He would leave you for dead and then just walk away
We call him Cousin Randy
One time while at Grandma's, it was getting kind of late
Randy stayed outside 'cause his odor was so great
He walked out the door and I told him "good night"
He charged me, grabbed my neck and he started squeezing tight
Dad and Jim and Grandpa jumped on to his back
He screamed "What's so good about it" before he let up his attack
The neck day, while we were swimming, he tried to drown my sister
Laughing as she struggled, then he pulled her up and kissed her
We call him Cousin Randy. To us, he's just Cousin Randy

Conversations that no one's supposed to hear
My thoughts are hazy, but the weather says it's clear
Please don't confuse what was said with what you heard
Destroy the meaning to the point of the absurd

Oh it's a thought, full of rot
Take what you got, it hits the spot
So you can be all that you can
Oh it's a trip, so unhip
Watch out don't slip, give it some zip
And put some action to your plan!
Don't stop, spread the jam!

Oh it's your pick, call it sick
But make it click, and watch it stick
Just make sure you understand
Go on attack, don't look back
You cannot lack, break from the pack
Get your head out of the sand!
Don't stop, spread the jam!

Looking thru the reflection in the mirror
An inspiration for the failure that looms near
Pollute the principle, distort the truth and find
Take one step further, and you're still three steps behind

Don't stop, you gotta spread the jam!

Slip out the door but don't lock it, you will return
It is not the action but from the thought you will learn
Pay attention...pay the price, then count your change
Flip flop the average, what was normal now is strange

Don't stop, spread the jam!

Oh it's a thought, full of rot
Take what you got, it hits the spot
So you can be all that you can
Oh it's a trip, so unhip
Watch out don't slip, give it some zip
And put some action to your plan!
Don't stop, spread the jam!

Oh it's your pick, call it sick
But make it click, and watch it stick
Just make sure you understand
Go on attack, don't look back
You cannot lack, break from the pack
Get your head out of the sand!
Don't stop, spread the jam!

Three headed mind pollution

I made up my mind, do you mind that I really don't mind?
I gotta align my mind, but I ain't got the time
My mind mind? Yes, it minds. now do you mind?
I made up my mind, do you mind that I really don't mind?

Out of my mind

Three headed mind pollution

When the mind goes blind, you just might find
The mad man was busy sucking down the wine

Three headed mind pollution

I made up my mind, do you mind that I really don't mind?
I gotta align my mind, but I ain't got the time
My mind mind? Yes, it minds, now do you mind?
I made up my mind, do you mind that I really don't mind?

Out of my mind

Panic

I'm not gonna ask, you ask
Are you now or have you ever been
A member of the three headed mind pollution?
Three headed mind pollution, out of my mind
I'll take a double three headed mind pollution
Extra chili and cheese, to go!

Bust out with somethin' that you never see
Trip out on a kick called reality
You react, oh so typically
You're wasting my time

Lost in a moment
But something that got lost remains in me
Pray for atonement
To save me from the things that I can't see

You can't refuse what I'm giving
And I ain't gonna take it no more!
Shut it up, or put it up

Please be forgiving
For I've sinned in no one's eyes except for you
What you got is not for me
And everything I got you refuse to see
Adjust to see what is true

I really don't want it
And I really don't need it
And I really don't matter
And I really don't care
Slo-motion slam

Break - from all about
Trip - without a doubt
Move - and then you get it so you gotta be good
Stop - and then you want it 'cause they say that you should
Wait - and then pass it 'cause you ain't got the sound
Go - and then you catch on the second time 'round

And then you get it
'Cause you always got to do what you see
And everybody's always trippin'
On the things they can't be
And no one's ever got a moment
But they're wasting my time
And someone's always looking
For the things you can't find

Slo-motion slam
And when you see it don't ever look away
And everybody's livin' in a
Slo-motion slam
Move on and when you get it
Don't ever set it free
And now you know you're livin' in a
Slo-motion slam
Don't give, don't ever give up
Don't ever give in, never give it away
And now you want to live in a
Slo-motion slam, slo-motion slam it

Lies, what you're living
But I refuse to live your life no more
I ain't gonna go away
You made the game but not the rules I play
And I'm declaring it war
You can't refuse what we're giving
And we ain't gonna take it no more

Shout - hallelujah
But there ain't no shout that's gonna save my soul
Screams - echo thru me
It's always in a fight to gain control
We really don't want it
We really don't need it
And it really don't matter and we really don't care

Living, living in a slo-motion slam

They say we can't do it
And they say we ain't supposed to
They say we better not
But we say we don't care
We don't care!

What up ya? Give it to me go
Can't make me. Can't break me. And now you know you're the one
Can't fake it. Can't take it. And now you know you're the one
Can't make me. And now you know you're the one
Can't break me. And now your name's number one
Can't make me. And now you know you're the one
Gonna take you out!
Boom Boom Boom Boom. There goes another one! (4x)
I haven't got it quite yet. But you deserve all that you'll get
Like Santa Claus, but with a twist. Your name goes to
the top of the list. Boom Boom Boom Boom
What up lika that! Yea. Do it to it, yea
Can't top me. Can't stop me. And now you know you're the one
Can't lop me. Can't drop me. And now you know you're the one
Can't top me. And now you know you're the one
Can't stop me. And now your name's number one
Can't top me. And now you know you're the one
Gonna take you out!
Boom Boom Boom... Boom! There goes another one! (4x)
Some people will still make a house call. Could be business
or just personal
I don't congratulate for your rise. Just eliminate those I
despise. Boom Boom Boom Boom
Give it to me go. Throw it down, yea! Give it up again. Boom

Insane-the mother funksters tear it up
The beat-that makes you wanna stomp it up
Rhythm-you just can't get enough of the Infectious Grooves
Hardcore-and then they switch it to the smooth
Got vibe-mix it in with the groove
The plague-that's gonna make you booty move it's the Infectious Grooves
Gave it-the network of ability
Threw in-all kind of insanity
Add it up-and now you got the recipe of The Infectious Grooves

(Chorus:)
Talk to me baby you should of been good-you think you're on it
but you ain't got nothing on me
It aon't as if I hadn't told you so
So now you sit and then you go and when you hear it

Damn-that's what you say when you hear us
Jam-'cause the boys know how to make it all
Slam-now you wanna get with the program of the Infectious Grooves
Pack'n-a loc'd kinda zak that's
Attack'n-with the bass that's pump'n and
Smack'n-leave you breathless coughing and hack'n with Infectious Grooves
We found- the hippest, hardest, heaviest sound

Took it straight from the underground
Now you got the plague that's going around, known as Infectious Grooves

Talk to me baby it's me again
I love to tell you 'cause it ain't the way that you wanna hear
You try to stop it, but I seen you move your booty
Move that booty, mmm that's a booty, she has a very nice booty Infectious
Now you know it's Infectious

It's Infectious-the rhythm that'll tear it up
Infectious-the beat that makes you get on up
Infectious-the mother funksters tear it up-with the Infectious Grooves
Infectious-A loc'd kinda zak that's
Infectious-with the bass that's pumpin and
Infectious-leave you breathless coughing and the Infectious Grooves
Infectious-switch to the smooth and it's
Infectious-miz it in the groove and it's
Infectous-the plague that makes your booty move it's the Infectious Grooves
Infectous-the plague that makes your
Infectous-the plague that makes your
Infectous-the plague that makes your booty move it's the Infectious Grooves

I'm not here to hurt you
I got enough things that already hurt
I'm not here to hate you
I got much better things to hate
I'm not here to fight you
I wanna fight then I'll pick on myself
I'm just here to tell you
These freaks are here to party!

Infectious Grooves!

I'm not here to love you
You want love call "976-"
I'm not here to kiss you
You wanna kiss then you better kiss this
I'm not here to hold you
I'm holding enough shit as it is
I'm just here to tell you
These freaks are here to party!

Infectious Grooves!

I'm not here to smell you
I'm just here to tell you
These freaks are here to party
And I hope you come along and party too!

I'm not here to hurt you
I got enough things that already hurt
I'm not here to hate you
I got much better things to hate
I'm not here to fight you
I wanna fight then I'll pick on myself
I'm just here to tell you
These freaks are here to party!
Infectious Grooves!
I'm not here to love you
You want love call "976-"
I'm not here to kiss you
You wanna kiss then you better kiss this
I'm not here to hold you
I'm holding enough xxxx as it is
I'm just here to tell you
These freaks are here to party!
Infectious Grooves!
I'm not here to smell you
I'm just here to tell you
These freaks are here to party
And I hope you come along and party too!

Fame, makes a man take things over
Fame, lets him loose, hard to swallow
Fame, puts you there where things are hollow
Fame

Fame, it's not your brain, it's just the flame
That burns your change to keep you insane
Fame

Fame, what you like is in the limo
Fame, what you get is no tomorrow
Fame, what you need you have to borrow
Fame

Fame, "Nien! It's mine!" is just his line
To bind your time, it drives you to, crime
Fame

Could it be the best, could it be?
Really be, really, babe?
Could it be, my babe, could it, babe?
Really, really?

Is it any wonder I reject you first?
Fame, fame, fame, fame
Is it any wonder you are too cool to fool
Fame

Fame, bully for you, chilly for me
Got to get a rain check on pain
Fame

Fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame
Fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame
Fame, fame, fame

Fame
What's your name?

(whispered)
Feeling so gay, feeling gay?
Brings so much pain?

Raspberry, boysenberry, strawberry and lemon lime

She's got that flavor I love to savor
I'll lick your flavor baby, anytime
'Cause she's got raspberry, boysenberry, strawberry and lemon lime

I heard about the man that was eating his shoe
And the three-headed lady said how do you do
You brake to take, but it ain't no mistake
It just don't make no kinda sense to you
Just sitting there, won't you get control of yourself
It was the 3rd of May and now it's June the 12th
So stop you lop, I get the pick of the crop
Savor da flavor

Raspberry, boysenberry, strawberry and lemon lime

Her waves in motion, start a commotion
I'll take her potion any day or time
Like an illusion, spreading confusion
She know's she's using it and that's just fine
I could have been a rumor, but I like what I hear
So I took it one step further
Threw it out of the rear
Do you wait or hate or retaliate
And I take a little dance with the fear
Not a pretty lady trying to take it on me
But she's got a little sister, that's the place I'll be
In a line, she's fine and she's gonna be mine
Savor da flavor

Raspberry, boysenberry, strawberry and lemon lime

Savor da flavor

Raspberry, boysenberry, strawberry and lemon lime

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Insane-the mother funksters tear it up
The beat-that makes you wanna stomp it up
Rhythm-you just can't get enough of the Infectious Grooves
Hardcore-and then they switch it to the smooth
Got vibe-mix it in with the groove
The plague-that's gonna make you booty move it's the Infectious Grooves
Gave it-the network of ability
Threw in-all kind of insanity
Add it up-and now you got the recipe of The Infectious Grooves

(Chorus:)
Talk to me baby you should of been good-you think you're on it
but you ain't got nothing on me
It aon't as if I hadn't told you so
So now you sit and then you go and when you hear it

Damn-that's what you say when you hear us
Jam-'cause the boys know how to make it all
Slam-now you wanna get with the program of the Infectious Grooves
Pack'n-a loc'd kinda zak that's
Attack'n-with the bass that's pump'n and
Smack'n-leave you breathless coughing and hack'n with Infectious Grooves
We found- the hippest, hardest, heaviest sound

Took it straight from the underground
Now you got the plague that's going around, known as Infectious Grooves

Talk to me baby it's me again
I love to tell you 'cause it ain't the way that you wanna hear
You try to stop it, but I seen you move your booty
Move that booty, mmm that's a booty, she has a very nice booty Infectious
Now you know it's Infectious

It's Infectious-the rhythm that'll tear it up
Infectious-the beat that makes you get on up
Infectious-the mother funksters tear it up-with the Infectious Grooves
Infectious-A loc'd kinda zak that's
Infectious-with the bass that's pumpin and
Infectious-leave you breathless coughing and the Infectious Grooves
Infectious-switch to the smooth and it's
Infectious-miz it in the groove and it's
Infectous-the plague that makes your booty move it's the Infectious Grooves
Infectous-the plague that makes your
Infectous-the plague that makes your
Infectous-the plague that makes your booty move it's the Infectious Grooves

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Come on into my mind, into my heart,
into my thoughts and into my soul
Come on into your mind, into your heart,
into your thoughts and into your soul-do the sinister

(Chorus 1:)
Come on come one come on do the sinister come on
come on come on hey hey hey

(Chorus 2:)
The minister is getting sinister the minister of the sinister-
you're messing with
The minister of the sinister the minister is getting sinister

Why you always bugging-what you want with me
Why you always tripping-just you let me be
Ain't no point in knocking-ain't nobody home
Ain't no point in talking-just leave me alone!

(Chorus 1 & 2)

Into the mind, into the heart, into the thought, into the soul
Out of the mind, out of the heart,
out of the thought, and out of the soul

Why you always bugging-what you want with my
Why you always tripping-just you let me be
Ain't no point in knocking-ain't nobody home
Ain't no point in talking-just leave me alone!

Sin sin ha! ha! come on sin sin do the sinister
Sinister surf mind raid
Cyco surf min raid
What I want I do it
What I need I take it
If I want I'll do you, you been warned
What you want won't happen
What you know don't matter
What you feel I give it right here and right now
Right here and right now
Right here and right now
Right here and right now
Do the sinister

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