Not really, we are ALL already familiar with the Brazilian pagan sea goddess.
Posted on 12/21/2004 12:25:42 PM PST by hk409
Edited on 12/21/2004 12:54:14 PM PST by Admin Moderator. [history]
I'm west coast, so closer to what, 5?
It's just after 7PM in Califoria, land of the Arnold.
What time is it now for you, 12.10AM?
Not really, we are ALL already familiar with the Brazilian pagan sea goddess.
Where was that the time to?
"Women give floral offering for 'Yemanja' the Goddess of the Sea, at the Copacabana beach, in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil, on Friday, Dec 31, 2004. People dance, sing and carry flowers into the water, giving them to Yemanja, asking for good luck for the New Year 2005. Yemanja is the Goddess of the Sea, African slaves from the Yoruba region brought their beliefs of Yemanja to Brazil. (AP Photo/Douglas Engle) AP - Dec 31 3:56 PM
Wild huh?"
Wellnow. I think I finally understand my name. (Not Monkey Face!) Literally translated, my name means "beautiful sea child". Some of my ancestors were from South Africa, so the photo and caption are keepers!
Thanks again!
You are trying to give me a heart attack aren't you?
Gocha, it's past 3am there, so we in the coast of Arnold are 8 hours behind you.
No, 3:10 - That's it, I'm going to bed, '05 in Ireland, '04 in the States - enjoy your celebrations - again, Happy New Year!!
As thou dost request, Sirrah....
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Hey…do it now…yeah hey
Yeah, once I was a boogie singer…playin' in a rock & roll band
I never had no problems, yeah…burnin' down the one night stands
And everything around me, yeah…got to start to feelin' so low
And I decided quickly [yes, I did]…to disco down and check out the show
Yeah, they were dancin' and singin' and movin' to the groovin'
And just when it hit me somebody turned around and shouted
Play that funky music white boy
Play that funky music right
Play that funky music white boy
Lay down that boogie and play that funky music till you die…
(hey,hey) till you die…yeah, yeah
Well, I tried to understand this…Yeah, huh, I thought that they were out of their minds
How could I be so foolish, [How could I]…tonight's the hours, the one behind
So still I kept on fightin'…Wow, loosin' every step of the way (Yeah, what'd you do?)
I said, "I must go back there"[Got to go back]…and check to see if things still the same
Yeah, they were dancin' and singin' and movin' to the groovin'
And just when it hit me somebody turned around and shouted
Play that funky music white boy
Play that funky music right
Play that funky music white boy
Lay down that boogie and play that funky music till you die…
Till you die…(Yeah) Wow, till you die
(Come on…Play some electrified funky music)
[Hey, wait a minute] Now first it wasn't easy…changin' rock & roll and minds
And things were getting shaky…I thought I'd have to leave it behind
Oh, but now its so much better [It's so much better]…I'm funkin out in ev-er-y way
But-I'll never lose that feelin' [No I won't]…Of how I learned my lesson that day
When they were dancin' and singin' and movin' to the groovin'
And just when it hit me somebody turned around and shouted
Play that funky music white boy
Play that funky music right
Play that funky music white boy
Lay down that boogie and play that funky music till you die…
Till you die…oh, till you die
(They shouted, Play that funky music) Play that funky music
(Play that funky music) Got to keep on…Play that funky music
(Play that funky music) Pl--AY that funky music
(Play that funky music) Wanna take ya higha now…
Play that funky music white boy
Play that funky music right, yeah
Play that funky music white boy
Play that funky music right
Play that funky music white boy
Play that funky music right, yeah
I guess I have never had a "friend" in my whole life. Just acquaintances.
A prime example; I went hunting with my Dad in the Mts of Utah last fall. My whole trip was consumed with daydreams; Here is where I can Build a cabin; Here are the materials; I could get ice from this stream in the winter; How big must I dig back into the hillside to preserve the ice all summer; What items must I go to town for; etc. etc.
Don't get me wrong, I love and adore my wife but I also cherish my time alone and would function perfectly well without her. (BTW tomorrow is our (6th 7th or 8th I forget which ) anniversary
I inherited a bit of depression from my Mom. She called my attention to it, and I denied it at first. Upon further reflection I realized that she was right. I do suffer from mild depression.
The difference is that I am functional during the depression periods. When I am happy I am very happy. When I am melancholy I am very melancholy. But I revel in and relish both equally.
You, and whoever else reads this, now know more about me than anyone else on the earth!
Well, God bless you for that. Average White Band I believe.
Thats what time your computer thinks it is.
Right - same wave lenght - enjoy the rest of the night!
Wild Cherry....Don't know if AWB covered it or not...
My computer certainly wasn't on MY time intristing enough, despiite the correct time the computer keeps in the bottom right hand corner.
For some reason, it keeps saying "It's Hammer Time"
You can't touch this
You can't touch this
You can't touch this
You can't touch this
You can't touch this
My, my, my music hits me so hard
Makes me say "Oh my Lord"
Thank you for blessing me
With a mind to rhyme and two hype feet
It feels good, when you know you're down
A super dope homeboy from the Oaktown
And I'm known as such
And this is a beat, uh, you can't touch
I told you homeboy (You can't touch this)
Yeah, that's how we living and you know (You can't touch this)
Look at my eyes, man (You can't touch this)
Yo, let me bust the funky lyrics (You can't touch this)
Fresh new kicks, advance
You gotta like that, now you know you wanna dance
So move, outta your seat
And get a fly girl and catch this beat
While it's rolling, hold on
Pump a little bit and let 'em know it's going on
Like that, like that
Cold on a mission so fall them back
Let 'em know, that you're too much
And this is a beat, uh, you can't touch
Yo, I told you (You can't touch this)
Why you standing there, man? (You can't touch this)
Yo, sound the bell, school is in, sucka (You can't touch this)
Give me a song, or rhythm
Make 'em sweat, that's what I'm giving 'em
Now, they know
You talking about the Hammer you talking about a show
That's hype, and tight
Singers are sweating so pass them a wipe
Or a tape, to learn
What's it gonna take in the 90's to burn
The charts? Legit
Either work hard or you might as well quit
That's word because you know...
You can't touch this
You can't touch this
You can't touch this
Break it down! (Music breaks down) Stop, Hammer time!
Go with the funk, it is said
That if you can't groove to this then you probably are dead
So wave your hands in the air
Bust a few moves, fun your fingers through your hair
This is it, for a winner
Dance to this and you're gonna get thinner
Move, slide your rump
Just for a minute let's all do the bump, bump, bump
Yeah... (You can't touch this)
Look, man (You can't touch this)
You better get hype, boy, because you know (You can't touch this)
Ring the bell, school's back in (You can't touch this)
Break it down!Stop, Hammer time!
You can't touch this )
You can't touch this
You can't touch this
You can't touch this
Break it down! (Nice pants, Hammer) Stop, Hammer time!
Every time you see me
The Hammer's just so hype
I'm dope on the floor and I'm magic on the mic
Now why would I ever stop doing this?
With others making records that just don't hit
I've toured around the world, from London to the Bay
It's "Hammer, go Hammer, MC Hammer, yo Hammer"
And the rest can go and play
You can't touch this
You can't touch this
You can't touch this
You can't touch this
You can't touch this
You can't touch this
You can't touch this
You can't touch this
Tall and tan and young and lovely
The girl from ipanema goes walking
And when she passes, each one she passes goes - ah
When she walks, she’s like a samba
That swings so cool and sways so gentle
That when she passes, each one she passes goes - ooh
(ooh) but I watch her so sadly
How can I tell her I love her
Yes I would give my heart gladly
But each day, when she walks to the sea
She looks straight ahead, not at me
Tall, (and) tan, (and) young, (and) lovely
The girl from ipanema goes walking
And when she passes, I smile - but she doesn’t see (doesn’t see)
(she just doesn’t see, she never sees me,...)
Or
Moving on the floor now babe you’re a bird of paradise
Cherry ice cream smile I suppose it’s very nice
With a step to your left and a flick to the right
You catch the mirror way out west
You know you’re something special and you look like you’re the best.
Her name is rio and she dances on the sand
Just like that river twisting through a dustly land
And when she shines she really shows you all she can
Oh rio rio dancer across the rio grande
I’ve seen you on the beach and I’ve seen you on tv
Two of a billion stars, it means so much to me -
Like a birthday or a pretty view
But then I’m sure that you know it’s just for you.
(chorus)
-
Hey now (wow), look at that.
Did he nearly run you down?
At the end of the drive, the lawmen arrive,
You make me feel alive, alive, alive
I’ll take my chance, ’cause luck is on my side
I tell you something, I know what you’re thinking
I tell you something, I know what you’re thinking
(chorus)
Her name is rio and she don’t need to understand
And I might find her it I’m looking like I can
Oh rio rio hear them shout across the land
From mountains in the north down to the rio grande
Well, better them than me! I'd rather be in the United States than anywhere esle in the Solar System (even if I can't type worth a *** by now :-).!
Wild Cherry / Average White Band
TITLE Play that funky music (Disco Re-Edit) / Pick up the pieces (Disco Re-Edit)
LABEL White Label
FORMAT Vinyl
YEAR 2004
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