tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22634329529775432392011-07-31T05:41:47.071-07:00Frederick Rousselhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02463944066186564902noreply@blogger.comBlogger221100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2263432952977543239.post-2024110341812347362011-07-31T05:40:00.000-07:002011-07-31T05:41:47.080-07:00This is McPeace, can I take your order?<br />Yes I'd like to order an end to this war<br />This is McPeace, where are the customers?<br />They're all out, baby buying war<br /><br />I can't see the happy for all the sad<br />I can't see the good for all the bad<br />I can't see the rich for all the poor<br />I can't see the peace for all the war<br /><br />This is McPeace, can I take your order?<br />Yes I'd like to order an end to this war<br />This is McPeace, where are the customers?<br />They're all out, buying war<br /><br />I can't see the happy for all the sad<br />I can't see the good for all the bad<br />I can't see the rich for all the poor<br />I can't see the peace for all the war<br />I can't see the happy for all the sad<br />I can't see the good for all the bad<br />I can't see the rich for all the poor<br />I can't see the peace for all the war<br /><br />This is McPeace, can I take your order?<br />Yes I'd like to order an end to this war<br />This is McPeace, where are the customers?<br />They're all out baby, buying war<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2263432952977543239-202411034181234736?l=roussellyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Frederick Rousselhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02463944066186564902noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2263432952977543239.post-20092405151778259142011-07-31T05:38:00.002-07:002011-07-31T05:40:31.100-07:00Some young girl<br />Some old dog<br />Let's wrap this up now baby<br />Let's wrap this up now baby<br /><br />Murder victim<br />35<br />Divorced no kids<br />Wrap this up now baby<br /><br />The golf club<br />Send a couple of cars<br />Some guy got an injury<br />Wrap this up now baby<br /><br />2 kids fighting<br />One of them on his own<br />The kid broke his leg<br />Wrap this up now baby<br /><br />I make friends with all the murderers before I<br />Put them awa-a-ay<br />I like the murders<br />I like the way they sta-a-ay<br /><br />Phone taps baby I'm on the line<br />Private investigators don't think twice<br />Phone taps baby nowhere to hide<br />My swat team's waitin outside<br />Baby I ain't the FBI<br />Uhuhuhuh I bring down your life<br /><br />Some young girl<br />Some old dog<br />Let's wrap this up now baby<br />Let's wrap this up now baby<br /><br />Tell me all of your political views<br />I'll broadcast them on the news<br />You won't be here very long<br />Baby you are very wrong<br />You are stupid, you are blonde<br />Where has all your make-up gone<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2263432952977543239-2009240515177825914?l=roussellyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Frederick Rousselhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02463944066186564902noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2263432952977543239.post-32719855841747000772011-07-31T05:38:00.001-07:002011-07-31T05:38:32.559-07:00I don't want no state control<br />Baby don't want no state control<br />I don't want your state control<br />Baby, state control<br /><br />Why don't you raise the taxes on the very very rich?<br />Another original idea is going to leave your lips<br />Why don't you take the rich and beat them with a stick?<br />Another original idea is going to leave your lips<br /><br />I don't want no state control<br />Baby don't want no state control<br />I don't want your state control<br />Baby, state control<br /><br />"Hello. I am your government friend. Please key in your<br />Citizens Security Number now"<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2263432952977543239-3271985584174700077?l=roussellyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Frederick Rousselhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02463944066186564902noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2263432952977543239.post-57256549858029260592011-07-31T05:37:00.001-07:002011-07-31T05:37:51.784-07:00Baby I thought I was up to date<br />Now they say I need an upgrade<br />Baby I just, I just can't wait<br />For all these 20 gigabiters to immitate<br /><br />I can't keep up<br />I can't keep up<br />I can't keep up<br />I can't keep up<br />I can't keep up<br />I can't keep up<br />I can't keep up<br />I can't keep up<br /><br />Baby I thought I was up to date<br />Now they say I need an upgrade<br />Baby I just, I just can't wait<br />For all these 20 gigabiters to immitate<br /><br />Thought you were the first to have a telephone<br />Thought you were the first to have a telephone<br />Thought you were the first to have a telephone<br />But now everyone has got a dog and bone<br /><br />Baby I thought I was up to date<br />Now they say I need an upgrade<br />Baby I just, I just can't wait<br />For all these 20 gigabiters to immitate<br /><br />Baby I thought I was up to date<br />Now they say I need an upgrade<br />Baby I just, I je-just can't wait<br />For all these 20 gigabiters to immitate<br /><br />Can't keep up<br />I can't keep up<br />I can't keep up<br />I can't keep up<br />I can't keep up baby<br />I can't keep up<br /><br />Like James Cameron special effects<br />Special effects<br />Special effects<br />Special effects you ain't seen much<br />I take my bare hands and I make it go up<br />I make it go down<br />I make it go left I make it go right<br />up and down<br />You need the special effects<br />It comes from your mind<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2263432952977543239-5725654985802926059?l=roussellyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Frederick Rousselhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02463944066186564902noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2263432952977543239.post-75283820556685370302011-07-31T05:32:00.000-07:002011-07-31T05:34:20.564-07:00Don't ask don't tell baby baby<br />Don't ask don't tell baby baby<br />Don't ask don't tell <br />A'keep your deviant life style<br />To yourself<br /><br />"Kill all the N***** and fags baby"<br />That's what dad said uh<br />"We gotta take the country back baby"<br />That's what dad said uh<br />"I gotta my nation's flag baby"<br />That's what dad said baby<br />"I gotta get the f**kin flag baby"<br />That's what dad said baby<br /><br />Don't ask don't tell baby baby<br />Don't ask don't tell baby baby<br />Don't ask don't tell <br />A'keep your deviant life style<br />To yourself<br /><br />"I'm gonna get the bible baby baby"<br />That's what dad said uh<br />"I'm gonna get the homosexuals and burn em"<br />That's what dad said baby<br />"You're now in the KKK baby"<br />That's what dad said<br />"School is a waste of time and money baby"<br />That's what dad said baby<br /><br />That's what dad said <br />That's what dad said <br />That's what dad said <br />Baby baby baby<br /><br />That's what dad said <br />...baby baby<br /><br />Don't ask don't tell baby baby<br />Don't ask don't tell baby baby<br />Don't ask don't tell <br />A'keep your deviant life style<br />To yourself<br /><br />Don't ask don't tell baby baby<br />Don't ask don't tell baby baby<br />Don't ask don't tell <br />A'keep your deviant life style<br />To yourself<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2263432952977543239-7528382055668537030?l=roussellyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Frederick Rousselhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02463944066186564902noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2263432952977543239.post-31909421665158623992011-07-31T05:29:00.000-07:002011-07-31T05:30:39.084-07:00(I got some faith in the justice system)<br /><br />(I got some faith in the justice system)<br /><br />Baby your lawyer is cheaper than mine<br />(I got some faith in the justice system)<br />You told the truth, baby I lied<br />(I got some faith in the justice system)<br />Baby your cousin ain't the judge<br />(I got some faith in the justice system)<br />You ain't in the special club<br />(I got some faith in the justice system)<br /><br />No rules for me<br />Rules for you<br />No school for me<br />School for you<br /><br />(I got some faith in the justice system)<br /><br />(I got some faith in the justice system)<br /><br />(I got some faith in the justice system)<br /><br />(I got some faith in the justice system)<br /><br />Baby your lawyer is cheaper than mine<br />(I got some faith in the justice system)<br />You told the truth, baby I lied<br />(I got some faith in the justice system)<br />Baby your cousin ain't the judge<br />(I got some faith in the justice system)<br />You ain't in the special club<br />(I got some faith in the justice system)<br /><br />"The stupid are a race, which should be prevented from <br />having political power, over the wiser people"<br /><br />(I got some faith in the justice system)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2263432952977543239-3190942166515862399?l=roussellyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Frederick Rousselhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02463944066186564902noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2263432952977543239.post-59539139966635188062010-04-08T05:35:00.001-07:002010-04-17T02:27:52.737-07:00Nuclear Man © 2009 Frederick Roussel<br /><br />Whatever I say to you..you don't wanna hear<br />I'm in this business now...I'm trapped in the fear<br />We have another meetin tomorrow..about this thing<br />It could be the...big button I'll be pushin<br />There's so many calls to make...there's so many lives at stake<br />I'm an important man now...don't wanna let you down<br /><br />I'm your nuclear man...I ain't from Japan<br />I ain't from overseas...Switch on your TVs<br />Who's that standin there...tellin you all the lies<br />Tellin you who to blame...baby say that name<br /><br />You want me to apologize...but it's too late<br />I'm goin to have my war...I'm goin to have my cake<br />Who cares about those children...i've just destroyed<br />I always knew, when they saw us...they'd be so overjoyed<br />All the politicians should fight their own wars<br />All the politicians should fight their own wars<br />All the politicians should fight their own wars<br />All the politicians should fight their own wars<br /><br />I'm your nuclear man...I ain't from Japan<br />I ain't from overseas...Switch on your TVs<br />Who's that standin there...tellin you all the lies<br />Tellin you who to blame...baby say that name<br /><br />I'm tryin to find those weapons but...I don't know where<br />If I don't find some soon I'm goin to put some there<br /><br />I'm your nuclear man...I ain't from Japan<br />And I ain't from overseas...Switch on your TVs<br />Who's that standin there...tellin you all the lies<br />Tellin you who to blame...baby say that name<br /><br />"Nuclear Man" © 2009 Frederick Roussel<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2263432952977543239-5953913996663518806?l=roussellyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Frederick Rousselhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02463944066186564902noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2263432952977543239.post-82494898988155386802010-04-08T05:34:00.001-07:002010-04-17T03:11:21.717-07:00Everything You Always Wanted To Know About The Music Business © 2009 Frederick Roussel<br /><br />Do you really think that all the records you buy<br />Came from some kind of thing the sky<br />Do you believe in all the artists you love<br />Did they get their money from a power above<br />Is that a mansion and 15 cars<br />Where did they get them<br />Maybe from Mars<br />All of your favourite little idols are there<br />Caus a real big business put them there<br />Even those kids that sing on the screen<br />They last 2 seconds in the limousine<br />They sing a cover version and it does real well<br />Then the big fat label says "FAREWELL"<br />The car company phones up, they wanna advertise<br />But you're there singing with your head in the sky<br />I'll make sure the ratings are really high<br />Then I'll sell more cars while the winner cries<br /><br />There's winners and losers but who owns the game<br />The whole damn nation wants to know your name<br />I know it's lonely when you're struck with fame<br />But true stars are balls of fire up close babe<br /><br />There's winners and losers but who owns the game<br />The whole damn nation wants to know your name<br />I know it's lonely when you're struck with fame<br />But true stars are balls of fire up close babe<br /><br />There's winners and losers but who owns the game<br />The whole damn nation wants to know your name<br />I know it's lonely when you're struck with fame<br />But true stars are balls of fire....up close babe<br /><br />"Everything You Always Wanted To Know About The Music Business" © 2009 Frederick Roussel<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2263432952977543239-8249489898815538680?l=roussellyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Frederick Rousselhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02463944066186564902noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2263432952977543239.post-38631737432176949782010-04-08T05:33:00.001-07:002010-04-17T04:35:59.504-07:00Celebrity Stalker! Oh My God! © 2009 Frederick Roussel<br /><br />I'm on the sidelines I'm a face in the crowd<br />And you're another face that I could do without<br />You got your stardom, time to move on<br />Look at your ass where the sun just shone<br />I've got another idol gonna love em to death<br />Baby your windswept, catch a last breath<br /><br />Celebrity killer, I'm gonna hunt you down<br />Celebrity stalker, is comin to to-own<br />I love you so far...to the graveyard<br />Celebrity killer baby oh my God!<br /><br />Celebrity killer, I'm gonna hunt you down<br />Celebrity stalker, is comin to to-own<br />I love you so far...to the graveyard<br />Celebrity killer baby oh my God!<br /><br />I wanna be smothered in your famous blood<br />Make love to me baby, I'm a famous stud<br />Don't get married, you're married to me<br />It's all my delusional..fantasy<br />When you first appeared, you whispered to me<br />You told me through the screen, that you lurve me<br />I wake up next morning with you on my mi-ind<br />Celebrity stalker is right on time<br /><br />Celebrity killer, I'm gonna hunt you down<br />Celebrity stalker, is comin to to-own<br />I love you so far...to the graveyard<br />Celebrity killer baby oh my God!<br /><br />Celebrity killer, I'm gonna hunt you down<br />Celebrity stalker, is comin to to-own<br />I love you so far...to the graveyard<br />Celebrity killer baby oh my God!<br /><br />"Celebrity Stalker! Oh My God!" © 2009 Frederick Roussel<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2263432952977543239-3863173743217694978?l=roussellyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Frederick Rousselhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02463944066186564902noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2263432952977543239.post-76638828772118858062010-04-08T05:32:00.000-07:002010-04-17T04:37:34.360-07:00Revolution Song (Don't Build A Monster) © 2009 Frederick Roussel<br /><br />I know you think you've got a better way<br />But don't build a monster on the way<br />I know you're driven by somethin pure<br />Baby don't go out and start a war<br /><br />...You think you've got a better way<br />But don't build a monster on the way<br />I know you're driven by somethin pure<br />Baby don't go out and start a war<br /><br />Let's go on a trip to the stock exchange<br />I know you'll like it there<br />You wanna change the world gotta<br />Know bout stocks and shares<br />It may be time for revolution, it may be dinner time<br />Please baby, think it through<br />Before you cross that line<br />Here's that book that you were reading<br />Nineteen Eighty Four<br />You're obsessed with world corruption<br />Do you think you can be really pure<br /><br /><br />I know you think you've got a better way<br />But don't build a monster on the way<br />I know you're driven by somethin pure<br />Baby don't go out and start a war<br /><br />...You think you've got a better way<br />But don't build a monster on the way<br />I know you're driven by somethin pure<br />Baby don't go out and start a war<br /><br />Some guys work for the banking system<br />Some say that's not fair<br />Some say let's have a revolution<br />Revolution's in the air<br />Revolution's in the past<br />Come on baby leave it there<br />I know that you're only human<br />Are you sure you really care<br /><br />I know you think you've got a better way<br />But don't build a monster on the way<br />I know you're driven by somethin pure<br />Baby don't go out and start a war<br /><br />...You think you've got a better way<br />But don't build a monster on the way<br />I know you're driven by somethin pure<br />Baby don't go out and start a war<br /><br />Twentieth Century was a bad and a good one<br />In many ways<br />Baby why use a metaphor when the<br />World is crazy...anyway<br /><br />"Revolution Song (Don't Build A Monster)" © 2009 Frederick Roussel<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2263432952977543239-7663882877211885806?l=roussellyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Frederick Rousselhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02463944066186564902noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2263432952977543239.post-6472534845408166272010-04-08T05:31:00.000-07:002010-04-17T04:39:43.926-07:00Give Me The World © 2009 Frederick Roussel<br /><br />The world's controllers...baby I'm one<br />I'm runnin the world with sunglasses on<br />See we got a system and that's for sure<br />Can't beat the system, can't beat the law<br />I know you're a lonely billionaire but there's<br />More money to ma-ake<br />All those people sittin at the top<br />Danglin their feet right in your fa-ace<br /><br />Give me the world and then give me Mars<br />Give me the Universe and give me the stars<br />Give me the space and baby give me the time and baby<br />Give me your mi-i-i-i-nd<br /><br />Give me the world and then give me Mars<br />Give me the Universe and give me the stars<br />Give me the space and baby give me the time and baby<br />Give me your mi-i-i-i-nd<br /><br />We got a system and that's for sure<br />Can't beat the system, can't beat the law<br />Secret societies are everywhere<br />That carpark is my secret lair<br />Do you like power, do you like control?<br />Finally we've all got somewhere to go<br /><br />Give me the world and then give me Mars<br />Give me the Universe and give me the stars<br />Give me the space and baby give me the time and baby<br />Give me your mi-i-i-i-nd<br /><br />Give me the world and then give me Mars<br />Give me the Universe and give me the stars<br />Give me the space and baby give me the time and baby<br />Give me your mi-i-i-i-nd<br /><br />Arrr yea-eah<br /><br />"Give Me The World" © 2009 Frederick Roussel<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2263432952977543239-647253484540816627?l=roussellyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Frederick Rousselhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02463944066186564902noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2263432952977543239.post-15389558898352312762010-04-08T05:30:00.000-07:002010-04-17T04:41:48.132-07:00Pink Rockers (Woodstock Is History) © 2009 Frederick Roussel<br /><br />I'd rather sip cocktails on the lagoon<br />Than be some kind..of radical loon<br />All these rock bands that promote 'Fair Trade'<br />But you ripped us all off with your little charade<br />I ain't Hendrix, you ain't either<br />I'm gonna phone you, pick up the receiver<br />Save the world without your private stash, Bono<br />There's been a stockmarket crash<br /><br />You work for private enterprise<br />You wanna save the world baby what a surprise<br />Please you kids turn the racket down<br />People in the Third World don't like your sound<br />Please unplug your electric guitars<br />Please clean up your bleeding hearts<br />Please take a cheque book and sign your name<br />Poverty is history..and so's your fame<br /><br />Woodstock was all a bunch of tiedied wimps<br />I'd rather hug Michael Jackson's chimp<br />I'd rather work for a pimp on Mars<br />I'm tired of all these pink rockstars<br /><br />(some instrumental bars play)<br /><br />You work for private enterprise<br />You wanna save the world baby what a surprise<br />Please you kids turn the racket down<br />People in the Third World don't like your sound<br />Please unplug your electric guitars<br />Please clean up your bleeding hearts<br />Please take a cheque book and sign your name<br />Poverty is history..and so's your fame<br /><br />Sometimes I feel like J Edgar Hoover<br />Is that the guy that made the Hoover?<br />Well all the Reds he tried to hoover them up<br />But all the record labels are scoopin em up<br />Charity is one thing and music's another<br />Baby your music is makin me suffer<br />I'm a poor kid and I wanna get paid<br />Why don't you give up music for charity babe?<br /><br />"Pink Rockers (Woodstock Is History)" © 2009 Frederick Roussel<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2263432952977543239-1538955889835231276?l=roussellyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Frederick Rousselhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02463944066186564902noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2263432952977543239.post-68199304237243080502010-04-08T05:29:00.002-07:002010-04-17T04:44:17.120-07:00Playground Song © 2009 Frederick Roussel<br /><br />Told me I could paint and<br />You told me I could draw<br />Doesn't look like there's gonna be any<br />Need for me any more<br />See you makin statements about<br />Poverty it seems<br />You used my picture you never<br />Told me what it means<br /><br />I'm gonna build a playground baby<br />And give these kids some hope<br />Put you on minimum wage now baby<br />I know you can cope<br />I'm gonna build a playground through your cleverness<br />And give these kids some hope<br />Put you on minimum wage now baby<br />I know you can cope<br /><br />Thank-you for the playground baby<br />Modern art ain't here<br />All these kids are happy ain't got no<br />Statements in their ears<br />Look at all this criticism<br />Now the art has gone<br />If you disagree with me then your<br />Statements were all wrong!<br /><br />I'm gonna build a playground baby<br />And give these kids some hope<br />Put you on minimum wage now baby<br />I know you can cope<br />I'm gonna build a playground through your cleverness<br />And give these kids some hope<br />Put you on minimum wage now baby<br />I know you can cope<br /><br />Can't see nothin there but a<br />Blank space<br />Spendin all this money on it<br />But it's a waste<br />Call yourself an artist baby<br />You don't even paint<br />I'm gonna throw you a-<br />way<br /><br />"Playground Song" © 2009 Frederick Roussel<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2263432952977543239-6819930423724308050?l=roussellyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Frederick Rousselhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02463944066186564902noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2263432952977543239.post-64667123386989253422010-04-08T05:29:00.001-07:002010-04-17T04:45:48.687-07:00Real Job (Work It Out) © 2009 Frederick Roussel<br /><br />Steppin outside into the future<br />Steppin outside into the pa-ast<br />Look at the way you love your cla-ass<br />You know you ain't for re-eal huh<br />And it occurs to me that<br />You don't ever fe-e-el<br /><br />Don't become a minister baby<br />It's a real job<br />You know you ain't really livin it baby<br />Go back to your snobs<br />They wear their hoods caus they're scared of you baby<br />Scarin em, that's your job<br />Don't become the mayor now baby<br />You know it's a real job<br /><br />I know that you'll work it out for me<br />I know you can work it out for me<br />I know that you'll work it out for me<br />I know you can work it out for me<br /><br />I know I ain't in your family baby<br />I don't relate to God<br />I know I sound like Lennon now baby<br />It's my real job<br />I love your secret society baby<br />That's my real job<br />Don't want a princess to marry me baby<br />That's not a real job<br /><br />I know that you'll work it out for me<br />I know you can work it out for me<br />I know that you'll work it out for me<br />Aar har...<br /><br />"Real Job (Work It Out) " © 2009 Frederick Roussel<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2263432952977543239-6466712338698925342?l=roussellyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Frederick Rousselhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02463944066186564902noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2263432952977543239.post-76840735027726092902010-04-08T05:28:00.001-07:002010-04-17T04:47:47.078-07:00Another Sucker (Obama) © 2009 Frederick Roussel<br /><br />Baby I'll take the taxes down I'll...give em to you<br />I am just another sucker I ain't gonna sucker you<br />Baby I'll spread the wealth around I'll...give it to you<br />I am just another sucker I ain't gonna sucker you<br />Baby as soon as I take power I'll...give it to you<br />I am just another sucker I ain't gonna sucker you<br />Baby I'm the world's most powerful man whatcha...<br />Want me to do?<br />I am just another sucker I ain't gonna sucker you<br /><br />Baby it's all just...too good to be true<br />Baby it's all just...too good to be true<br />Baby it's all just...too good to be true<br />Baby it's all just...(sigh)<br /><br />...Baby...you know that it's true<br />I am just another sucker ain't gonna sucker you say<br />Oooh baby baby you know that it's true<br />I am just another sucker I ain't gonna sucker you uh<br />Huh baby baby you know that it's true<br />I am just another sucker I ain't gonna sucker you<br /><br />"Another Sucker (Obama)" © 2009 Frederick Roussel<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2263432952977543239-7684073502772609290?l=roussellyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Frederick Rousselhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02463944066186564902noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2263432952977543239.post-13194450609173310962010-04-08T05:27:00.000-07:002010-04-17T04:49:42.826-07:00Be Your Own Hero © 2009 Frederick Roussel<br /><br />I tried the Bat Signal when I was five<br />Batman never came<br />So I decide to be my own hero that day<br /><br />Be your own hero now baby<br />Caus I can't save your life<br />I can't always be there to win all your fights<br />Be your own hero now baby<br />There's too many villains now<br />I can't possibly fight em all<br />You got to learn somehow<br /><br />The people downstairs were never right<br />The people downstairs used to argue and fight<br />The people downstairs used to wake on up<br />But I was already there ah<br />Sitting in front of a TV screen<br />Superheros were everywhere<br /><br />Be your own hero now baby<br />Caus I can't save your life<br />I can't always be there to win all your fights<br />Be your own hero now baby<br />There's too many villains now<br />I can't possibly fight em all<br />You got to learn somehow<br /><br />I don't have no answers for you<br />I don't have no answers for you<br />I don't have no answers for you<br />Baby don't have no answers for you<br />You went and saw a million faces today<br />All of them were broken at some stage<br />All of the babies gonna cry on their first day<br />All of the best things were born out of pain<br />I don't have no answers for you<br />I don't have no answers for you<br /><br />"Be Your Own Hero" © 2009 Frederick Roussel<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2263432952977543239-1319445060917331096?l=roussellyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Frederick Rousselhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02463944066186564902noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2263432952977543239.post-57831070679207793422010-04-08T05:26:00.001-07:002010-04-17T04:51:13.593-07:00Boyfriend (Paris Hilton Song) © 2009 Frederick Roussel<br /><br />Paris Hilton needs a boyfriend<br />Come and be a communist with your boyfriend<br />Come splash some money on your boyfriend<br />Give the credit cards to your boyfriend<br /><br />Paris Hilton needs a boyfriend<br />Come and be a communist with your boyfriend<br />Come splash some money on your boyfriend<br />Give the credit cards to your boyfriend<br /><br />I'm gonna change the world...at Paris Hilton's house!<br />I'm gonna change the world...at Paris Hilton's house!<br />I'm gonna change the world...at Paris Hilton's house!<br />Ending world poverty at Paris Hilton's house!<br /><br />Did they name Paris after you<br />The Hilton Hotel...Is it somethin to do with you<br /><br />I just wanna be your boyfriend<br />I just wanna be your boyfriend<br />I just wanna be your boyfriend<br />I just wanna be your boyfriend<br /><br />Paris Hilton needs a boyfriend<br />Come and be a communist with your boyfriend<br />Come splash some money on your boyfriend<br />Give the credit cards to your boyfriend<br /><br />I'm gonna change the world...at Paris Hilton's house!<br />I'm gonna change the world...at Paris Hilton's house!<br />I'm gonna change the world...at Paris Hilton's house!<br />Ending world poverty at Paris Hilton's house!<br /><br />I just wanna be your boyfriend<br />I just wanna be your boyfriend<br />I just wanna be your boyfriend<br />I just wanna be your boyfriend<br /><br />Ah thank-you thank-you very much<br />That's hot heheheh<br />That's hot, heheheheh<br /><br />"Boyfriend (Paris Hilton Song)" © 2009 Frederick Roussel<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2263432952977543239-5783107067920779342?l=roussellyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Frederick Rousselhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02463944066186564902noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2263432952977543239.post-18788315792579603522010-04-08T05:25:00.001-07:002010-04-24T14:22:12.904-07:00War Song (Ain't No Soldiers) © 2009 Frederick Roussel<br /><br />You can't kill a dead person baby<br />You can't kill a dead person now<br />You can't kill what never stands still<br />Pour this in your heart and spill<br />History's the future now so nothin can be killed<br /><br />There ain't no soldiers any more<br />There's no truth in this war<br />This is a story gonna try to end it well<br />So help me baby, caus I can't do this by myself<br /><br />Happiness for a soldier havin fun<br />Is tellin stories bout how he never died<br />If a soldier never had a gun<br />You know that he'd never even tried<br /><br />You can't kill a dead person baby<br />You can't kill a dead person now<br />You can't kill what never stands still<br />Pour this in your heart and spill<br />History's the future now so nothin can be killed<br /><br />There ain't no soldiers any more<br />There's no truth in this war<br />This is a story gonna try to end it well<br />So help me baby, caus I can't do this by myself<br /><br />Standin in the boardroom where the overheads are high<br />These are your soldiers got to look them in the eye<br />This is a price war baby fightin on the ground<br />How many lives are you gonna waste before the price...comes<br />Down<br /><br />"War Song (Ain't No Soldiers)" © 2009 Frederick Roussel<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2263432952977543239-1878831579257960352?l=roussellyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Frederick Rousselhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02463944066186564902noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2263432952977543239.post-31856212663172783482010-04-08T05:24:00.000-07:002010-04-17T04:58:18.664-07:00Devil Song (Marilyn Manson Tribute) © 2009 Frederick Roussel<br /><br />Marilyn Manson wanna be cheesy just like me<br />Marilyn you wanna be on Dawson's Creek<br />Marilyn Manson and all your little metal fans<br />Can work in a factory makin little metal pots and pans<br /><br />You know that without your make-up on<br />You're a sad old man and a made up con<br />You worship the Devil but the Devil don't care<br />He's a made up story...You're both a load of hot air!<br /><br />I know that you're different but...you're the same<br />When those kids shot that school up they all...<br />said your name<br />You got ten dead chickens on the stage<br />Wavin em around with your ugly face<br />Just caus you couldn't get in the football team<br />You wanna give us all bad dreams?<br /><br />You know that without your make-up on<br />You're a sad old man and a made up con<br />You worship the Devil but the Devil don't care<br />He's a made up story...You're both a load of hot air!<br /><br />Marilyn Manson do 500 press-ups now<br />Marilyn Manson do 500 press-ups now<br />Marilyn Manson get on the treadmill<br />Marilyn Manson get on the football field<br />Put all your stinkin fans in the army now<br />Put all your stinkin fans in the army now<br />So controversial and intelligent WOW<br />Can you spell SPORTS?<br />Get to it now!<br /><br />I know that you're different but...you're the same<br />When those kids shot that school up they all...said your name<br />You got ten dead chickens on the stage<br />Wavin em around with your ugly face<br />Just caus you couldn't get in the football team<br />You wanna give us all bad dreams?<br /><br />"Devil Song (Marilyn Manson Tribute)" © 2009 Frederick Roussel<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2263432952977543239-3185621266317278348?l=roussellyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Frederick Rousselhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02463944066186564902noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2263432952977543239.post-29365242987652937352010-04-08T05:23:00.000-07:002010-04-17T05:00:14.354-07:00Saw a Bird © 2009 Frederick Roussel<br /><br />All these rich types that pretend to be poor<br />But there's no wolf knockin at your door<br />I wanna look down and be the boss<br />But all I can do is just look across<br />Filthy rich or dirt poor<br />Whata you need to be filthy for<br />Twinkle twinkle little star<br />Speak the Queen's English and you'll go far<br /> <br />Saw a bird with a yellow bill<br />Landed on my window sill<br />I asked the bird where it was from<br />And it put a fake cockney accent on<br /><br />There's quite a lot of tension in society now<br />And I don't think the answer is Chairman Mao<br />More immigration, I'm a slob<br />I wish you'd come down here and do my job<br />I'm quite fond of my bath<br />Fake little rebels make me laugh<br />Some wear diamonds, some wear rags<br />Dress like a savage? You must be mad!<br /><br />Saw a bird with a yellow bill<br />Landed on my window sill<br />I asked the bird where it was from<br />And it put a fake cockney accent on<br /><br />I saw that bird not long ago<br />When I wrote this song don't you know<br />I started to sing but the bird said Why<br />Do you use that accent every time?<br /><br />Saw a bird with a yellow bill<br />Landed on my window sill<br />I asked the bird where it was from<br />And it put a fake cockney accent on<br /><br />"Saw a Bird" © 2009 Frederick Roussel<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2263432952977543239-2936524298765293735?l=roussellyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Frederick Rousselhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02463944066186564902noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2263432952977543239.post-53880180328327869502010-04-08T04:57:00.002-07:002010-04-17T05:02:06.849-07:00Grain of Corn © 2009 Frederick Roussel <br /><br />I start off with a grain of corn, then I got the whole world<br />In that grain of corn was the whole world<br />All I got's a grain of corn, baby I'm poor<br />When it goes out of fashion baby you can be poor<br /><br />Look at the rich, do they make you scared<br />Is all that power gonna go to their head<br />I couldn't run a business and neither could you<br />You couldn't make your breakfast or tie your shoes<br />Oooh yeah<br /><br />I start off with a grain of corn, then I got the whole world<br />In that grain of corn was the whole world<br />All I got's a grain of corn, baby I'm poor<br />When it goes out of fashion baby you can be poor<br /><br />Carbon emissions emit from this song<br />Sometimes you have to test a nuclear bomb<br />Baby Rockefeller was a rich guy<br />But he didn't find the oil in the sky<br />Oooh yeah<br /><br />I used to think that when I was your age<br />I used to think that when I was your age<br />I used to say that when I was your age<br />I used to say that when I was your age<br />When I was your age<br />When I was your age<br /><br />I start off with a grain of corn, then I got the whole world<br />In that grain of corn was the whole world<br />All I got's a grain of corn, baby I'm poor<br />When it goes out of fashion baby you can be poor<br /> <br /><br />"Grain of Corn" © 2009 Frederick Roussel All Rights Reserved<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2263432952977543239-5388018032832786950?l=roussellyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Frederick Rousselhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02463944066186564902noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2263432952977543239.post-49890880713901698342010-04-08T04:57:00.001-07:002010-04-17T05:03:50.804-07:00Streetwise Kids © 2009 Frederick Roussel<br /><br />Streetwise kids know where the garbage is<br />Do you know where the bahamas is?<br />I've been so many places that you couldn't afford<br />I'm on holiday while you're breakin the law<br />I got culture, I got class, born with a silver spoon up my ass<br />I don't pretend to be working class<br />All those jerks just make me laugh<br /><br />Streetwise kids know where the garbage is<br />Do you know where the bahamas is?<br />I've been so many places that you couldn't afford<br />I'm on holiday while you're breakin the law<br /><br />Take these peasents dump them in the sea<br />Baby just feel that tropical breeze<br />What's your postcode baby you can have mine<br />I am gonna get wined and dined<br />By some chick that you couldn't afford<br />Baby stay down, stay poor<br /><br />Streetwise kids know where the garbage is<br />Do you know where the bahamas is?<br />I've been so many places that you couldn't afford<br />I'm on holiday while you're breakin the law<br />I got culture, I got class, born with a silver spoon up my ass<br />I don't pretend to be working class<br />All those jerks just make me laugh<br /><br />It's the streetwise kids<br />It's the streetwise kids<br /><br />"Streetwise Kids" © 2009 Frederick Roussel<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2263432952977543239-4989088071390169834?l=roussellyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Frederick Rousselhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02463944066186564902noreply@blogger.com