Song | The Revolution Was Postponed Because Of Rain |
Artist | Brooklyn Funk Essentials |
Album | Cool And Steady And Easy |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Allen, Kronlund | |
Cool and steady and easy | |
It makes them like it | |
What? | |
The Revolution Was Postponed Because of Rain | |
The underlying | |
immediate | |
political | |
socio-economic | |
and trigger mechanism causes | |
were all in place when | |
some nee-gro or the other got hungry | |
had to stop at the McDonald's | |
had to get on the line | |
with the new trainee cashier | |
"uhh, where's the button for the fries?" | |
so we missed the bus... | |
Then the leader couldn't find his keys | |
didn't want some poor ass moving | |
his brand new 20" and VCR | |
out his living room on the shoulders. | |
It was too late when the locksmith came | |
Then our demo expert Willie Blew got arrested | |
came out with his head hanging under his hoody | |
"Didn't know they started doing that | |
for jumping the turnstiles," he said. | |
"How many times must we tell you - | |
Don't.. get.. caught." | |
We voted against shootin' him on the spot | |
In the winter we were all depressed | |
so we leaned our guns against the sofas | |
and listened instead to Tim Tim Tiree | |
singing about his dysfunctions: | |
Cool and steady and easy | |
It makes them like it | |
What? | |
"Sometimes I wonder if ah'll ever be free | |
free of the sins of my brutish daddee | |
Like the cheating, the stealing, the drinking, and the beating". . . | |
The weatherman said the 17th would be sunshine | |
and it wouldn't be too hot - | |
Tim Tim Tiree doesn't like sweatin' | |
but that night the weatherman came on crying | |
saying he didn't control the weather | |
that God was real | |
that he's lucky He, God, didn't strike him, the weatherman, with lightning | |
for taking the credit sometimes | |
and that he, the weatherman, was in no way responsible | |
for the hurricane coming | |
and that we, the viewers, should | |
pray Jesus into our hearts | |
before it was too late. | |
Superbowl Sunday was out | |
all the women wanted | |
to see the game | |
and the men were pissed | |
at their insensitivity | |
The 20th was supposed to be a definite | |
we looked for some Bastille to storm | |
didn't find any | |
settled on the armory instead | |
before they moved the homeless in... | |
"We'll bum-rush it anyway," I said | |
"It smells like a collection | |
of a thousand farts in there," they said | |
So we waited for the approval of the city | |
contract to build a Bastille | |
which set the revolution back five years. | |
Cool and steady and easy | |
It makes them like it | |
What? | |
Peace wanted to start the revolution on Tuesday | |
She was in a pissed-off mood | |
her tax return didn't come in time for the rent | |
But they showed the We Are the World video | |
on cable that evening | |
and we all held hands | |
and cried to stop from laughing | |
and our anger subsided | |
Looking back, it could've been a plot | |
but there are more substantive plots to expose | |
than the We Are the World conspiracy | |
Now we wait for the rain to stop | |
All forces on the alert | |
some in Brooklyn basements | |
packed in between booming speakers | |
listening to Shabba Ranks and Arrested Development | |
bogling and doing the east coast stomp | |
gargling with Bacardi and Brown Cow | |
breaking that monotony with slow movements - | |
slow, hip-grinding movements | |
with the men breathing in the women's ears to | |
Earth Wind & Fire's Reasons | |
and wondering what the weather will be like | |
next weekend. |
zuo ci : Allen, Kronlund | |
Cool and steady and easy | |
It makes them like it | |
What? | |
The Revolution Was Postponed Because of Rain | |
The underlying | |
immediate | |
political | |
socioeconomic | |
and trigger mechanism causes | |
were all in place when | |
some neegro or the other got hungry | |
had to stop at the McDonald' s | |
had to get on the line | |
with the new trainee cashier | |
" uhh, where' s the button for the fries?" | |
so we missed the bus... | |
Then the leader couldn' t find his keys | |
didn' t want some poor ass moving | |
his brand new 20" and VCR | |
out his living room on the shoulders. | |
It was too late when the locksmith came | |
Then our demo expert Willie Blew got arrested | |
came out with his head hanging under his hoody | |
" Didn' t know they started doing that | |
for jumping the turnstiles," he said. | |
" How many times must we tell you | |
Don' t.. get.. caught." | |
We voted against shootin' him on the spot | |
In the winter we were all depressed | |
so we leaned our guns against the sofas | |
and listened instead to Tim Tim Tiree | |
singing about his dysfunctions: | |
Cool and steady and easy | |
It makes them like it | |
What? | |
" Sometimes I wonder if ah' ll ever be free | |
free of the sins of my brutish daddee | |
Like the cheating, the stealing, the drinking, and the beating". . . | |
The weatherman said the 17th would be sunshine | |
and it wouldn' t be too hot | |
Tim Tim Tiree doesn' t like sweatin' | |
but that night the weatherman came on crying | |
saying he didn' t control the weather | |
that God was real | |
that he' s lucky He, God, didn' t strike him, the weatherman, with lightning | |
for taking the credit sometimes | |
and that he, the weatherman, was in no way responsible | |
for the hurricane coming | |
and that we, the viewers, should | |
pray Jesus into our hearts | |
before it was too late. | |
Superbowl Sunday was out | |
all the women wanted | |
to see the game | |
and the men were pissed | |
at their insensitivity | |
The 20th was supposed to be a definite | |
we looked for some Bastille to storm | |
didn' t find any | |
settled on the armory instead | |
before they moved the homeless in... | |
" We' ll bumrush it anyway," I said | |
" It smells like a collection | |
of a thousand farts in there," they said | |
So we waited for the approval of the city | |
contract to build a Bastille | |
which set the revolution back five years. | |
Cool and steady and easy | |
It makes them like it | |
What? | |
Peace wanted to start the revolution on Tuesday | |
She was in a pissedoff mood | |
her tax return didn' t come in time for the rent | |
But they showed the We Are the World video | |
on cable that evening | |
and we all held hands | |
and cried to stop from laughing | |
and our anger subsided | |
Looking back, it could' ve been a plot | |
but there are more substantive plots to expose | |
than the We Are the World conspiracy | |
Now we wait for the rain to stop | |
All forces on the alert | |
some in Brooklyn basements | |
packed in between booming speakers | |
listening to Shabba Ranks and Arrested Development | |
bogling and doing the east coast stomp | |
gargling with Bacardi and Brown Cow | |
breaking that monotony with slow movements | |
slow, hipgrinding movements | |
with the men breathing in the women' s ears to | |
Earth Wind Fire' s Reasons | |
and wondering what the weather will be like | |
next weekend. |
zuò cí : Allen, Kronlund | |
Cool and steady and easy | |
It makes them like it | |
What? | |
The Revolution Was Postponed Because of Rain | |
The underlying | |
immediate | |
political | |
socioeconomic | |
and trigger mechanism causes | |
were all in place when | |
some neegro or the other got hungry | |
had to stop at the McDonald' s | |
had to get on the line | |
with the new trainee cashier | |
" uhh, where' s the button for the fries?" | |
so we missed the bus... | |
Then the leader couldn' t find his keys | |
didn' t want some poor ass moving | |
his brand new 20" and VCR | |
out his living room on the shoulders. | |
It was too late when the locksmith came | |
Then our demo expert Willie Blew got arrested | |
came out with his head hanging under his hoody | |
" Didn' t know they started doing that | |
for jumping the turnstiles," he said. | |
" How many times must we tell you | |
Don' t.. get.. caught." | |
We voted against shootin' him on the spot | |
In the winter we were all depressed | |
so we leaned our guns against the sofas | |
and listened instead to Tim Tim Tiree | |
singing about his dysfunctions: | |
Cool and steady and easy | |
It makes them like it | |
What? | |
" Sometimes I wonder if ah' ll ever be free | |
free of the sins of my brutish daddee | |
Like the cheating, the stealing, the drinking, and the beating". . . | |
The weatherman said the 17th would be sunshine | |
and it wouldn' t be too hot | |
Tim Tim Tiree doesn' t like sweatin' | |
but that night the weatherman came on crying | |
saying he didn' t control the weather | |
that God was real | |
that he' s lucky He, God, didn' t strike him, the weatherman, with lightning | |
for taking the credit sometimes | |
and that he, the weatherman, was in no way responsible | |
for the hurricane coming | |
and that we, the viewers, should | |
pray Jesus into our hearts | |
before it was too late. | |
Superbowl Sunday was out | |
all the women wanted | |
to see the game | |
and the men were pissed | |
at their insensitivity | |
The 20th was supposed to be a definite | |
we looked for some Bastille to storm | |
didn' t find any | |
settled on the armory instead | |
before they moved the homeless in... | |
" We' ll bumrush it anyway," I said | |
" It smells like a collection | |
of a thousand farts in there," they said | |
So we waited for the approval of the city | |
contract to build a Bastille | |
which set the revolution back five years. | |
Cool and steady and easy | |
It makes them like it | |
What? | |
Peace wanted to start the revolution on Tuesday | |
She was in a pissedoff mood | |
her tax return didn' t come in time for the rent | |
But they showed the We Are the World video | |
on cable that evening | |
and we all held hands | |
and cried to stop from laughing | |
and our anger subsided | |
Looking back, it could' ve been a plot | |
but there are more substantive plots to expose | |
than the We Are the World conspiracy | |
Now we wait for the rain to stop | |
All forces on the alert | |
some in Brooklyn basements | |
packed in between booming speakers | |
listening to Shabba Ranks and Arrested Development | |
bogling and doing the east coast stomp | |
gargling with Bacardi and Brown Cow | |
breaking that monotony with slow movements | |
slow, hipgrinding movements | |
with the men breathing in the women' s ears to | |
Earth Wind Fire' s Reasons | |
and wondering what the weather will be like | |
next weekend. |