Tweakin' 歌词
| 歌曲 | Tweakin' |
| 歌手 | George Clinton |
| 专辑 | The Cinderella Theory |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| Three-way, six-detachable | |
| Speaker system | |
| With soft ejection | |
| Auxiliary output | |
| Extra input | |
| So you can plug into | |
| And make connections | |
| Hi diddle-diddle | |
| This cat on the fiddle | |
| Was killin´ ´em | |
| Recorded him on my tapedeck | |
| Hi diddle-diddle | |
| This cat on the fiddle | |
| Was killin´ ´em | |
| Recorded him on my tapedeck | |
| Just when I reach the point | |
| Where I was peakin´ | |
| ´Bout that time | |
| Imagination start to peepin´ | |
| That´s when my other voices | |
| Start to speakin´ | |
| Speakin´ in drum | |
| Drummin´ it into a tweak | |
| Voice so loud | |
| Pinnin´ the needle | |
| Bangin´ in the red | |
| Noone hears | |
| Nothing´s heard ´cause nothing´s said | |
| It´s the chokin´ kind | |
| Remember the livin´ | |
| Remember the dead | |
| Speakin´ in drum | |
| Drummin´ it into a tweak | |
| Drowning out the voices | |
| In my head | |
| Follow follow? | |
| (Do you) | |
| Follow follow? | |
| Shot rang out everybody ran for cover | |
| The evening news broke the story of two mothers | |
| One´s son is dead | |
| Killed by the son of the other | |
| Escalatin´ the violence to a peak | |
| Tweak | |
| Hi diddle-diddle | |
| This cat on the fiddle | |
| Was killin´ ´em | |
| Recorded him on my tapedeck | |
| To the curb (x3) | |
| Three-way, six detachable | |
| Speaker systems | |
| With soft ejection | |
| Tweak | |
| Auxiliary output | |
| Extra input | |
| So you can plug into | |
| And make connections | |
| Caught in a land | |
| That pitted the poor man | |
| Against the police | |
| When it´s hard to live | |
| It´s twice as hard | |
| To keep the peace | |
| It´s the chokin´ kind | |
| Remember the livin´ | |
| Remember the dead | |
| Poor is the poor man | |
| So is the police | |
| Violence of a tweak | |
| Cue me about | |
| A cool place to start | |
| Attention all radio-stations jocks | |
| I got the beat | |
| Serious-slammin´ on my box | |
| So what I try | |
| My best to do | |
| Is keep the decibels | |
| Up so high | |
| My neighbors call the cops | |
| Now when the thang | |
| Get to tweakin´ | |
| You know the groove is peakin´ | |
| I mean hard | |
| OK now I know | |
| You know what I mean | |
| I keep a party | |
| On my record machine | |
| Do me a favor | |
| Don´t let so many commercials | |
| Disrupt the playlist | |
| Mr. E. Tiddyock | |
| Is what makes me say this | |
| About groove control | |
| Well there´s no such thang | |
| When I turn on my box | |
| I´m ready to swing | |
| So I can go | |
| Down, down | |
| Get down with it | |
| I be throwin´ down | |
| But you gotta be down | |
| To get it | |
| We tweakin´ on my radio | |
| Serious-slammin´ on my box | |
| Get off my jock! | |
| I take your buns | |
| And turn ´em into the B´s | |
| I take your soul | |
| And turn it into some cheese | |
| I´ll take your radio | |
| And turn it into stereo | |
| Now we livin´ large boy | |
| Break out the Casio | |
| So we can get busy | |
| Show me that you ain´t dizzy | |
| Only Lizzie is fizzy | |
| I´m in my Flavor-mobile | |
| I´m cold-lampin´ | |
| I this G upstate | |
| Cold campin´ | |
| To the Poconos | |
| We call the Hideaways | |
| With a bag of franks | |
| And a big bag of Frito-Lays | |
| Hey yo, Chuck! | |
| They don´t know | |
| What I´m sayin´ | |
| You know what I´m sayin´? | |
| Word up man | |
| And if y´all don´t know | |
| What I´m sayin´ | |
| Then act like | |
| You wanna be stayin´ | |
| But we ain´t playin´ | |
| Know what I´m sayin´? | |
| Yo, Chuck, man | |
| Kick some | |
| Kick some ballistics, man | |
| What´s your beeper | |
| Tellin´ you man? | |
| My beeper´s tellin´ me | |
| They sweatin´ me home | |
| They sweatin´ me, man | |
| Yo, there´s many ways | |
| To kick it round | |
| We gon´ kick it | |
| The same ´round once again | |
| You know what I´m sayin´ | |
| But this time in time | |
| Aw right, c´mon let´s go | |
| You know what I´m sayin´? | |
| We ain´t playin´ | |
| The P-Funk of the drummer | |
| On the beat box | |
| The band supporter | |
| Go get a quarter | |
| Somethin´ y´all | |
| That spills like water | |
| Can´t lower the volume | |
| Dare to consume | |
| The rhythm y´all | |
| Comin´ through the speaker y´all | |
| Network | |
| Net-a-work-a | |
| Work-connect | |
| Cold slammin´ like the New York Mets | |
| Know what I´m sayin´? | |
| They don´t know what I´m sayin´ | |
| They don´t know what we´re screamin´, shoutin´ | |
| Yo Flavor | |
| Do you know what I just said? | |
| Do the people know what I´m talkin´ about? | |
| I know what you said | |
| But let me tell you | |
| George Clinton´s got the head | |
| You know what I´m sayin´? | |
| Let me tell you somethin´, yo! | |
| George will tell ya | |
| Hold my jam-e while I go P | |
| You understand what I´m sayin´? | |
| ´Cause that´s the way it be | |
| ´Cause his name is George | |
| And his last name begins with a C | |
| You understand what I´m sayin´? | |
| Follow, follow | |
| Hey, yo, Butch man | |
| What´s up pop? | |
| Hey, yo, Tracy | |
| With the Panasonic | |
| What´s up man? | |
| Yo man | |
| We gonna rock that | |
| Why B-side ´round man | |
| You wanna rock the B-side | |
| Food for the brain | |
| Beat for the feet | |
| People on the dance floor | |
| Never claiming a receipt | |
| Had a good time | |
| Rock-n-rollin´ | |
| On the go behind | |
| The rhythm supplied | |
| By the superior B-side | |
| They had the twist | |
| That turn and shout | |
| Turn the jam out | |
| Get you ready now | |
| C´mon | |
| The situation put you in to where you sweatin´ | |
| An hysterical B-side | |
| C´mon inside | |
| Request the best | |
| They give a test | |
| And never gave a rest | |
| Your guess as good | |
| As my guess | |
| And while you´re guessin´ | |
| You´re guessin´ | |
| Yo listen | |
| This a DJ to play | |
| To give a lesson in | |
| His name is | |
| George Clinton | |
| In the house |
| Threeway, sixdetachable | |
| Speaker system | |
| With soft ejection | |
| Auxiliary output | |
| Extra input | |
| So you can plug into | |
| And make connections | |
| Hi diddlediddle | |
| This cat on the fiddle | |
| Was killin em | |
| Recorded him on my tapedeck | |
| Hi diddlediddle | |
| This cat on the fiddle | |
| Was killin em | |
| Recorded him on my tapedeck | |
| Just when I reach the point | |
| Where I was peakin | |
| Bout that time | |
| Imagination start to peepin | |
| That s when my other voices | |
| Start to speakin | |
| Speakin in drum | |
| Drummin it into a tweak | |
| Voice so loud | |
| Pinnin the needle | |
| Bangin in the red | |
| Noone hears | |
| Nothing s heard cause nothing s said | |
| It s the chokin kind | |
| Remember the livin | |
| Remember the dead | |
| Speakin in drum | |
| Drummin it into a tweak | |
| Drowning out the voices | |
| In my head | |
| Follow follow? | |
| Do you | |
| Follow follow? | |
| Shot rang out everybody ran for cover | |
| The evening news broke the story of two mothers | |
| One s son is dead | |
| Killed by the son of the other | |
| Escalatin the violence to a peak | |
| Tweak | |
| Hi diddlediddle | |
| This cat on the fiddle | |
| Was killin em | |
| Recorded him on my tapedeck | |
| To the curb x3 | |
| Threeway, six detachable | |
| Speaker systems | |
| With soft ejection | |
| Tweak | |
| Auxiliary output | |
| Extra input | |
| So you can plug into | |
| And make connections | |
| Caught in a land | |
| That pitted the poor man | |
| Against the police | |
| When it s hard to live | |
| It s twice as hard | |
| To keep the peace | |
| It s the chokin kind | |
| Remember the livin | |
| Remember the dead | |
| Poor is the poor man | |
| So is the police | |
| Violence of a tweak | |
| Cue me about | |
| A cool place to start | |
| Attention all radiostations jocks | |
| I got the beat | |
| Seriousslammin on my box | |
| So what I try | |
| My best to do | |
| Is keep the decibels | |
| Up so high | |
| My neighbors call the cops | |
| Now when the thang | |
| Get to tweakin | |
| You know the groove is peakin | |
| I mean hard | |
| OK now I know | |
| You know what I mean | |
| I keep a party | |
| On my record machine | |
| Do me a favor | |
| Don t let so many commercials | |
| Disrupt the playlist | |
| Mr. E. Tiddyock | |
| Is what makes me say this | |
| About groove control | |
| Well there s no such thang | |
| When I turn on my box | |
| I m ready to swing | |
| So I can go | |
| Down, down | |
| Get down with it | |
| I be throwin down | |
| But you gotta be down | |
| To get it | |
| We tweakin on my radio | |
| Seriousslammin on my box | |
| Get off my jock! | |
| I take your buns | |
| And turn em into the B s | |
| I take your soul | |
| And turn it into some cheese | |
| I ll take your radio | |
| And turn it into stereo | |
| Now we livin large boy | |
| Break out the Casio | |
| So we can get busy | |
| Show me that you ain t dizzy | |
| Only Lizzie is fizzy | |
| I m in my Flavormobile | |
| I m coldlampin | |
| I this G upstate | |
| Cold campin | |
| To the Poconos | |
| We call the Hideaways | |
| With a bag of franks | |
| And a big bag of FritoLays | |
| Hey yo, Chuck! | |
| They don t know | |
| What I m sayin | |
| You know what I m sayin? | |
| Word up man | |
| And if y all don t know | |
| What I m sayin | |
| Then act like | |
| You wanna be stayin | |
| But we ain t playin | |
| Know what I m sayin? | |
| Yo, Chuck, man | |
| Kick some | |
| Kick some ballistics, man | |
| What s your beeper | |
| Tellin you man? | |
| My beeper s tellin me | |
| They sweatin me home | |
| They sweatin me, man | |
| Yo, there s many ways | |
| To kick it round | |
| We gon kick it | |
| The same round once again | |
| You know what I m sayin | |
| But this time in time | |
| Aw right, c mon let s go | |
| You know what I m sayin? | |
| We ain t playin | |
| The PFunk of the drummer | |
| On the beat box | |
| The band supporter | |
| Go get a quarter | |
| Somethin y all | |
| That spills like water | |
| Can t lower the volume | |
| Dare to consume | |
| The rhythm y all | |
| Comin through the speaker y all | |
| Network | |
| Netaworka | |
| Workconnect | |
| Cold slammin like the New York Mets | |
| Know what I m sayin? | |
| They don t know what I m sayin | |
| They don t know what we re screamin, shoutin | |
| Yo Flavor | |
| Do you know what I just said? | |
| Do the people know what I m talkin about? | |
| I know what you said | |
| But let me tell you | |
| George Clinton s got the head | |
| You know what I m sayin? | |
| Let me tell you somethin, yo! | |
| George will tell ya | |
| Hold my jame while I go P | |
| You understand what I m sayin? | |
| Cause that s the way it be | |
| Cause his name is George | |
| And his last name begins with a C | |
| You understand what I m sayin? | |
| Follow, follow | |
| Hey, yo, Butch man | |
| What s up pop? | |
| Hey, yo, Tracy | |
| With the Panasonic | |
| What s up man? | |
| Yo man | |
| We gonna rock that | |
| Why Bside round man | |
| You wanna rock the Bside | |
| Food for the brain | |
| Beat for the feet | |
| People on the dance floor | |
| Never claiming a receipt | |
| Had a good time | |
| Rocknrollin | |
| On the go behind | |
| The rhythm supplied | |
| By the superior Bside | |
| They had the twist | |
| That turn and shout | |
| Turn the jam out | |
| Get you ready now | |
| C mon | |
| The situation put you in to where you sweatin | |
| An hysterical Bside | |
| C mon inside | |
| Request the best | |
| They give a test | |
| And never gave a rest | |
| Your guess as good | |
| As my guess | |
| And while you re guessin | |
| You re guessin | |
| Yo listen | |
| This a DJ to play | |
| To give a lesson in | |
| His name is | |
| George Clinton | |
| In the house |
| Threeway, sixdetachable | |
| Speaker system | |
| With soft ejection | |
| Auxiliary output | |
| Extra input | |
| So you can plug into | |
| And make connections | |
| Hi diddlediddle | |
| This cat on the fiddle | |
| Was killin em | |
| Recorded him on my tapedeck | |
| Hi diddlediddle | |
| This cat on the fiddle | |
| Was killin em | |
| Recorded him on my tapedeck | |
| Just when I reach the point | |
| Where I was peakin | |
| Bout that time | |
| Imagination start to peepin | |
| That s when my other voices | |
| Start to speakin | |
| Speakin in drum | |
| Drummin it into a tweak | |
| Voice so loud | |
| Pinnin the needle | |
| Bangin in the red | |
| Noone hears | |
| Nothing s heard cause nothing s said | |
| It s the chokin kind | |
| Remember the livin | |
| Remember the dead | |
| Speakin in drum | |
| Drummin it into a tweak | |
| Drowning out the voices | |
| In my head | |
| Follow follow? | |
| Do you | |
| Follow follow? | |
| Shot rang out everybody ran for cover | |
| The evening news broke the story of two mothers | |
| One s son is dead | |
| Killed by the son of the other | |
| Escalatin the violence to a peak | |
| Tweak | |
| Hi diddlediddle | |
| This cat on the fiddle | |
| Was killin em | |
| Recorded him on my tapedeck | |
| To the curb x3 | |
| Threeway, six detachable | |
| Speaker systems | |
| With soft ejection | |
| Tweak | |
| Auxiliary output | |
| Extra input | |
| So you can plug into | |
| And make connections | |
| Caught in a land | |
| That pitted the poor man | |
| Against the police | |
| When it s hard to live | |
| It s twice as hard | |
| To keep the peace | |
| It s the chokin kind | |
| Remember the livin | |
| Remember the dead | |
| Poor is the poor man | |
| So is the police | |
| Violence of a tweak | |
| Cue me about | |
| A cool place to start | |
| Attention all radiostations jocks | |
| I got the beat | |
| Seriousslammin on my box | |
| So what I try | |
| My best to do | |
| Is keep the decibels | |
| Up so high | |
| My neighbors call the cops | |
| Now when the thang | |
| Get to tweakin | |
| You know the groove is peakin | |
| I mean hard | |
| OK now I know | |
| You know what I mean | |
| I keep a party | |
| On my record machine | |
| Do me a favor | |
| Don t let so many commercials | |
| Disrupt the playlist | |
| Mr. E. Tiddyock | |
| Is what makes me say this | |
| About groove control | |
| Well there s no such thang | |
| When I turn on my box | |
| I m ready to swing | |
| So I can go | |
| Down, down | |
| Get down with it | |
| I be throwin down | |
| But you gotta be down | |
| To get it | |
| We tweakin on my radio | |
| Seriousslammin on my box | |
| Get off my jock! | |
| I take your buns | |
| And turn em into the B s | |
| I take your soul | |
| And turn it into some cheese | |
| I ll take your radio | |
| And turn it into stereo | |
| Now we livin large boy | |
| Break out the Casio | |
| So we can get busy | |
| Show me that you ain t dizzy | |
| Only Lizzie is fizzy | |
| I m in my Flavormobile | |
| I m coldlampin | |
| I this G upstate | |
| Cold campin | |
| To the Poconos | |
| We call the Hideaways | |
| With a bag of franks | |
| And a big bag of FritoLays | |
| Hey yo, Chuck! | |
| They don t know | |
| What I m sayin | |
| You know what I m sayin? | |
| Word up man | |
| And if y all don t know | |
| What I m sayin | |
| Then act like | |
| You wanna be stayin | |
| But we ain t playin | |
| Know what I m sayin? | |
| Yo, Chuck, man | |
| Kick some | |
| Kick some ballistics, man | |
| What s your beeper | |
| Tellin you man? | |
| My beeper s tellin me | |
| They sweatin me home | |
| They sweatin me, man | |
| Yo, there s many ways | |
| To kick it round | |
| We gon kick it | |
| The same round once again | |
| You know what I m sayin | |
| But this time in time | |
| Aw right, c mon let s go | |
| You know what I m sayin? | |
| We ain t playin | |
| The PFunk of the drummer | |
| On the beat box | |
| The band supporter | |
| Go get a quarter | |
| Somethin y all | |
| That spills like water | |
| Can t lower the volume | |
| Dare to consume | |
| The rhythm y all | |
| Comin through the speaker y all | |
| Network | |
| Netaworka | |
| Workconnect | |
| Cold slammin like the New York Mets | |
| Know what I m sayin? | |
| They don t know what I m sayin | |
| They don t know what we re screamin, shoutin | |
| Yo Flavor | |
| Do you know what I just said? | |
| Do the people know what I m talkin about? | |
| I know what you said | |
| But let me tell you | |
| George Clinton s got the head | |
| You know what I m sayin? | |
| Let me tell you somethin, yo! | |
| George will tell ya | |
| Hold my jame while I go P | |
| You understand what I m sayin? | |
| Cause that s the way it be | |
| Cause his name is George | |
| And his last name begins with a C | |
| You understand what I m sayin? | |
| Follow, follow | |
| Hey, yo, Butch man | |
| What s up pop? | |
| Hey, yo, Tracy | |
| With the Panasonic | |
| What s up man? | |
| Yo man | |
| We gonna rock that | |
| Why Bside round man | |
| You wanna rock the Bside | |
| Food for the brain | |
| Beat for the feet | |
| People on the dance floor | |
| Never claiming a receipt | |
| Had a good time | |
| Rocknrollin | |
| On the go behind | |
| The rhythm supplied | |
| By the superior Bside | |
| They had the twist | |
| That turn and shout | |
| Turn the jam out | |
| Get you ready now | |
| C mon | |
| The situation put you in to where you sweatin | |
| An hysterical Bside | |
| C mon inside | |
| Request the best | |
| They give a test | |
| And never gave a rest | |
| Your guess as good | |
| As my guess | |
| And while you re guessin | |
| You re guessin | |
| Yo listen | |
| This a DJ to play | |
| To give a lesson in | |
| His name is | |
| George Clinton | |
| In the house |
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