Artist: De La Soul f/ David Byrne Album: and the Anonymous Nobody... Song: Snoopies Typed by: kirenamloh@msn.com [David Byrne] In a hundred years from now We will not recognize this place The dollar store is filled with love The parking lot is full of grace Now, judges put their snoopies on With glorious and true restraint "A child is gonna rule them all," said the prophets of the human race [Chorus: David Byrne] (Hey you!) Can you picture yourself (Hey you!) in the physical sense (Hey you!) A subcutaneous thing (Hey you!) Like your mother and father {*pops*} [Dave] Pan Am trips, circa 76, the Ritz Poppa hit the belt, to pick up at JFK I judge nothin, I let her know, AFK I'm off the front porch and the front screen Two shocks on my back, the wise look mean They told me slow down, baby, but I'm a lummox The 8 Ball said, "Dave, you in the wrong lot" Move like sloth, cut cloth with new scissors (Yep!) You're thinkin too big, I call Nell Carter Somebody gimme a break, cut ya toe up You put both hands up, I put four up Can't teach a fast dog how to stand still Mano e mano it's the hand to hand still Somebody gimme a break, the clutch went out! Tags slap hands, I'm about to man out Can't teach 'em at the morgue how to stand still See y'all tomorrow for the man to man {*Maseo cuts and scratches the last line*} [David Byrne] Now that was all so long ago See the babies, they are runnin wild If you get too close, they run away So tonight we better stay inside So whenever things don't go my way I simply put my snoopies on I'll share them with you, I don't mind Let me be your microphone [Chorus: David Byrne] (Hey you!) Can you picture yourself (Hey you!) in the physical sense (Hey you!) A subcutaneous thing (Hey you!) Like your momma and poppa [Bridge: David Byrne] Will I ever get tired of this? Will I ever get turned around? Will I ever get over you? Gimme a break now, the clutch went out! Will I ever go back again? Will I ever get used to me? Will I ever be smart enough? How do I know if I'm totally clean? [Posdnuos] It's the elastic youth, comin to size up your plastic troop Keep a pot of caution, boil it in the hot I +Wonder Why+, so why not Move like a used car and you get used up wherever you are So they say, me and my crew get it new all day Couple of shots of calamity But don't mess with the gram to be sniffed Too messy for the ego, when you come crashin There ain't no airbag to dash in and catch ya She goes down, and I look down She looks up, I don't know what to say "Yo, do that shit! Yo, do that shit!" But she already done done it anyway But yo, do understand I'm the man Lies another line set of value, open a shape So when I'm speedin too fast, it'll mash the BRAKE~! {*SCREECH*}