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Pregame
01:50
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The year is 2014. A time when chivalry and feminism are confusingly at odds. When politics is so hard to understand that we just choose not to. The social climate is different from 50 years ago, and old people are just plain mad about it, dad gummit! Still, despite the exceedingly diverse variety of lifestyles, cultures, and personalities, everyone is thinking the same thing- "I'm just here to party." I don't want my TV to tell me how angry I should be at the world. I don't want my friends and family to be offended by my honesty. I don't want my music to make me think. I'm just here to party.
But one cannot party on his or her own, no. You know everything you want to talk about, you know your bad luck with women would make you the worst wing man a man could ask for, and there is little pleasure to be derived from trashing one's own apartment- take it from me. There has to be somebody else.... someone else out there... who's here to party.
Somebody powerful. Somebody fresh. Somebody handsome. Somebody with the energy and the brain power to make it through the night unscathed. A man with a vision. A man whose sounds, whose music, could change the world. A man who's here to party.
That's where I come in.
It may be true that I, in no way, shape or form, really fit that description.
Except for one thing, ladies and gentlemen.
My name is Paco,
and I'm Here To Party.
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2. |
The Chaos in my Head
04:05
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I don't mind where my mind wanders
Don't you see that the sea's as endless as it's clear
I can't stand how you stand against me
Don't you know that there's no way out of here?
Can anybody out there?
The chaos in my head, it sings a song that's just like this
It's loud, it's neat, it's bittersweet, it sounds a lot like this
Does anybody out there,
anybody out there, hear it too?
Can anybody out there,
anybody out there, hum the tune?
Well it seems that the seams are broken
And our odds are at odds with reason every time
Was it right to re-write my history
If I knew nothing new could change my mind?
Does anybody out there?
(The chaos in my head)
Can't hit a note to save it's life
(The chaos in my head)
It never get the lyrics right
(The chaos in my head)
Can't even play three simple chords
(The chaos in my head)
Sings "Hallelujiah! Praise the Lord!"
Does anybody out there,
anybody out there, hear it too?
Can anybody out there hum the tune?
Oh no!
(The chaos in my head, it sings a song that goes like this)
The chaos sings a melody, I'm not sure how it goes
It's sad, it's sweet, I knew it complete when I wore some young dude's clothes
Does anybody out there,
anybody out there, hear it too?
Can anybody out there,
anybody out there, hum the tune?
Can anybody out there hear it too?
Yeah!
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Tuxedo-T
03:39
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I used to feel down, when I was looking like a fool
dressed in rags, the cats all said "You'll never be this cool"
'Course it's hard to pay for class when you're as poor as dirt
Until one magic day, I came across a shirt
That I could buy for cheap as free
a uniform that's fit for me
A black tuxedo t-shirt design
Now people tell each other
I might as well be God's own brother
Cuz it's makin' me look straight up divine
Now people say I got looks to kill, some say I've always had em'
To all those who say otherwise, I say,
"Why, I oughta! Lemme at 'em, lemme at 'em!"
You say it's fake? Well I just call that jealousy
No matter what, you'll never ever be as fly as me
So might as well go home and pack it
You can't beat my dinner jacket
Or the ironed-on impression at least
Rose and buttons, plus include my
Cummerbund suit-coat and bow tie
all conveniently combined in one piece
Yeah, yeah, it's my tuxedo T
It's my tuxedo-T
It's my tuxedo-T
It's my tuxedo-T
Now tell the truth,
do you think I'm looking good?
Do you think I'm looking good?
Just say I'm looking good!
(You're lookin' good!)
I'm formal, but I'm here to party
I'm formal but I'm here to get down
I'm formal, but I'm here to party
So spread the word around
I'm formal, but I'm here to party
I'm formal but I'm here to get down
I'm formal, but I'm here to party
So spread the word around
Nowadays my life's all shakin' hands and kissin' babies
I get so tired fending off the waves of pretty ladies
It's quite a tiny price to pay for always looking fine
And you can do it to for only $14.99!
Made of cotton 'stead of satin
Better brush up on your Latin, baby
Quam pulcha mea cultus est
You know my half tuxedo
Hits your heart like a torpedo, yeah
You know this pseudo-suit is the best! Yes!
It's my tuxedo-T
It's my tuxedo-T
It's my tuxedo-T
It's my tuxedo-T
It's my tuxedo-T
It's my tuxedo-T
Yeah!
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4. |
Stoop Kid
03:34
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Stoop Kid's afraid to leave his stoop
Stoop Kid's afraid to leave his stoop
Stoop Kid's afraid to leave his stoop
Stoop Kid's afraid to leave his stoop
Look at Stoop Kid sitting over there with his head hung low
Hey Stoop Kid, get off from your porch, he says "No, man, no.
The concrete jungle ain't the kind of place to go make friends
What doesn't kill me's only gonna try again, and again, and again"
But it's such a perfect day
The kids all wanna play
They all say
Stoop Kid's afraid to leave his stoop
Stoop Kid's afraid to leave his stoop
Stoop Kid's afraid to leave his stoop
Stoop Kid's afraid to leave his stoop
One has to wonder how a loner can survive this way
Eats trash, drinks water from a hose, every single day
But I can't walk a mile in his shoes until he's done it first
Stoop Kid, what's the remedy to break this awful curse?
This madness has to end
Don't make me ask again
Until then
Stoop Kid's afraid to leave his stoop
Stoop Kid's afraid to leave his stoop
Stoop Kid's afraid to leave his stoop
Stoop Kid's afraid to leave his stoop
Mr. and Mrs. Stoop Kid were never there
Nobody to raise him right, nobody to care
The stairs he lived his life upon were all that he had
To keep him safe from everyone, the world, so cruel, so sad
But that's all done, you must move on
This madness has to end
Don't make me ask again
Hey everybody!
Stoop Kid's gonna leave his stoop!
Look at Stoop Kid, standing over there with his head held high
Big smile as he's shaking all around, trying not to cry
Let's gather at his feet
As he steps down on the street
I repeat
Stoop Kid's gonna leave his stoop!
Stoop Kid's gonna leave his stoop!
Stoop Kid's gonna leave his stoop!
Stoop Kid's gonna leave his stoop!
Stoop Kid's gonna leave his stoop!
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This is the Best Part
03:47
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Now here comes the best part
This is the best part coming up
Get ready for the best part
I swear, it's the best part, almost there
Wait, that isn't it just yet,
hold on, I promise it's in here somewhere
Okay, this is it, here it comes,
are you listening? Here it is, here is the best part!
Wait...
Now here comes the best part
I mean it this time, the best part is coming up
Get ready for the best part
I swear, it's the best part, take two
Hey, are you listening? You don't look like you're listening
Pay attention! I don't want you to miss the best part
Look, I'm sorry 'bout last time, I know I told you that would be the best part
But this is the best part! For real! Check it out, go!
Okay, I swear it gets good
Ooo!
Ooo ooo!
Wait… yes!
No, no, no! Right here!
Listen, listen, listen, listen!
This is it! This is it!
… and by that I mean the best part.
Well, it was better the first time I heard it.
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6. |
Come At Me
04:46
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You got a pair of stones
for showing your face 'round here
How things have taken a turn
for the worse
I hate to cut this short
But it's gonna get out of hand
May I remind you that it's
none of your concern?
Will you ever learn?
Right, hit right between the eyes
But I can smell the trail of blood
That follows close behind
Your fate is sealed
As written in the gospel
according to me
I dare you to kiss the hand of
your beloved-to-be
Go on and grab your things,
we're taking a step outside
to talk it out like men
so to speak
Oh, could you be a doll
and open this can of worms?
Just be sure to run it
under this hot water we're in
boiling the body, scorching the skin
I beat it before, I can take it again
until nothing's left of me
What a way to be
Come at me!
Right, hit right between the eyes
But I can smell the trail of blood
That follows close behind
Your fate is sealed
As written in the gospel
according to me
I dare you to kiss the hand of
your beloved-to-be
There's something you should know
before the cement is dry
I never wanted it to end this way, I swear
Life ain't always fair
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7. |
I'm Right
02:51
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No cars in the driveway
Guess I'm staying home today, but
It's hard making the time pass with all of this
Wet sand in the hourglass
There's something about you
You bit off more than I can chew
Don't call me a masochist, I just
happen to be in love with a sadist
Don't look back
The best times are behind us
Don't look back if you don't wanna wind up looking' like a pillar of salt
I hate it when that happens
I'm positive I'm right,
and only one of us can be right,
so that must mean I'm right,
so shut up!
It takes forever to get dressed
I always want to look my best
For no one in particular, but it's a
good habit for me to learn, besides
Big Brother is on to me
the paragon of impropriety
In the end it's his loss, you know
I really kinda like it when people watch
I'm positive I'm right,
and only one of us can be right,
so that must mean I'm right,
so shut up!
I'm positive I'm right,
and only one of us can be right,
so that must mean I'm right,
so shut up!
This isn't what I planned, as expected
If you didn't understand
The best times are behind us
The best times are behind us now
The best times are behind us
So don't look back, no, don't look back
Something smells in your garage
Time to take out your garbage
And if that scent remains, go find what died
Absence makes the heart grow stupid
So go on, eat your heart out, cupid
And let me show you how a real professional does it
It's all a thing of the past, but at least you tried
What a shame, the future don't look so bright
Since when was it wrong to be so right?
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8. |
Renaissance Man
06:19
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(I wanna be a renaissance man)
And I'm not talking bout' fairs with knights killing dragons
or fragments of centuries with cultural epiphanies
No, I'm thinking bigger, boys and girls,
I'll be taking a whirl at reinventing the world
Think I'm crazy? Just wait
You won't go five feet without seeing my face, be it
on albums, in subways, commercials, on Broadway
In Canada, Norway, the arctic, on Mercury
It's not easy, but my crosshairs are set on victory
I just made history!
Some say I've mistaken narcissism for confidence…
… shut up, no I haven't
I can do anything and more
I can do anything
I wanna be
(I wanna be)
a renaissance man
I wanna be
(I wanna be)
a renaissance man
(I wanna be a renaissance man)
and I don't mean to condescend, but I can see that in the end
I'm just better, a go-getter,
a little sugar and a little bit of spice
but forget about the everything nice, what I got'll suffice
for what I'm after, gotta catch em' all to be the master
faster than the government denies a disaster
Why settle for the jack of all trades
when I could be the king of all trades! Is that a thing?
I can do anything and more
I can do anything
I wanna be
(I wanna be)
a renaissance man
I wanna be
(I wanna be)
a renaissance man
To be or not to be, wherefore art the Ides of my discontent?
So I says to the guy, I says "don't worry, that's just my wife!"
I got a million of em'!
I want a stage with some actors, the drumset, a backdrop
with props, and a microphone, stands and a metronome
black leather skintights , a piano, some house lights
a guitar, a sitar, all my fellow rockstars
a choir, a film crew, reporters to speak to
a few extra tom-toms , a thirty foot jumbotron
shakers and congas, a symphony orchestra
at least a horn section, would equal perfection
Yeah!
Woah!
I wanna be
(I wanna be)
a renaissance man
I wanna be
(I wanna be)
a renaissance man
Yeah!
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