IN THE GOD CLUB!


(Verse 1)
-Come and join
-Give a coin
-Praise the lord
-Salvation’s the reward

(Chorus)
-In the God club, you’re in
-Cleanse the soul of many a sin
-Gain a new family who wants you to win
-Learn bout Jesus, fish, loaves and wine, sorry no gin
-The church gives you a chance to start over, be born again
-Amen, hallelujah, i’m ready, so let the baptism and my new spiritual life begin

(Verse 2)
-Bible study
-Bring a buddy
-Priest in black
-Confessional yak

(Chorus)

(Verse 3)
-Christmas mass
-Beautiful stained glass
-Birthday Jesus
-Joyous day pleases us

(Chorus)

(Verse 4)
-It’s okay if you’re not a sweetie
-Remorse and change absolutely must be
-We all have in life crosses to bear
-I will do my best to overcome them oh God, I swear

(Chorus)

(Verse 5)
-Now that I am a God club member I will pray
-Diligently serve you by doing good everyday
-Forgive me God for the past, today hear my new voice
-Hooray, I am now a christian, it’s time for me to rejoice

(Chorus)

Amen

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HEY OBAMA, BOEHNER, THE SENATE, THE HOUSE AND ALL YOU OTHER USELESS-ASS POLITICIANS, THIS ONE’S FOR YOU!


TIRED OF WAITIN’ ON HAPPINESS!

(Verse 1)

-I work hard all day,
-For crappy pay,
-Everyday to the lord I constantly pray,
-That one day things will finally go my way,
-But until then I have to sadly say,

(Chorus)

-Tired of waitin’ on happiness,
-I just want my chance,
-I don’t ever wanna’ hear the word, delay,
-If I do, someone’s gonna pay,
-Just want all the bad the hell outta’ my life,
-My heart’s had enough strife,
-I want a little happiness and I want it now,
-And I don’t give a damn exactly how,
-So tired,
-Of waitin’ on happiness,
-Yeah!

(Verse 2)

-Kids, job, life and grocery bills,
-Tears flowin’ down my cheeks at the window sill,
-Oh dear, Jesus, I just want to laugh and smile,
-Can’t cause’ my stomach’s filled with worry and bile,
-Please god can you just give me a break for a while,

(Chorus)

-Tired of waitin’ on happiness,
-I just want my chance,
-I don’t ever wanna’ hear the word, delay,
-If I do, someone’s gonna pay,
-Just want all the bad the hell outta’ my life,
-My heart’s had enough strife,
-I want a little happiness and I want it now,
-And I don’t give a damn exactly how,
-So tired,
-Of waitin’ on happiness,
-Yeah!

(Verse 3)

-I know it’s tough but i’m a fighter and will plow through,
-Sink or swim, no choice what this survivor is gonna’ do,
-I’m a good person and deserve only the best,
-Till I get the happiness I deserve, not gonna’ rest,
-But my heart tells me you’ll get it baby this is only a test,
-Be patient, happiness for you won’t be a life long quest,
-But in the meantime, vent all you want, be my guest,

(Chorus)

-Tired of waitin’ on happiness,
-I just want my chance,
-I don’t ever wanna’ hear the word, delay,
-If I do, someone’s gonna pay,
-Just want all the bad the hell outta’ my life,
-My heart’s had enough strife,
-I want a little happiness and I want it now,
-And I don’t give a damn exactly how,
-So tired,
-Of waitin’ on happiness,
-Yeah!

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MAKE IT RAIN, BABY! (A SONG WRITTEN BY TINA “KNOWLEDGEABLE” PEDEN)


(A club anthem for all of the rappers in the world!)

 

-Make it rain, baby,

-Ooooh,

-Rappers, king of clubland,

-Make it rain, baby,

-Ooooh,

-Champagne in their hand,

-Make it rain, baby,

-Ooooh,

-Surrounded by entourage with contraband,

-Make it rain, baby,

-Ooooh,

-Big booty’s bouncin’ to music of the houseband,

-Make it rain, baby,

-Ooooh,

-Clothes, grillz and jewelry all blinged out including timberlands,

-Make it rain, baby,

-Ooooh,

-Fat stacks of cash thrown in air, flutter, then they land,

-Make it rain, baby,

-Ooooh,

-Patrons yell excitedly, “That’s fifty grand!”

-Make it rain, baby,

-Ooooh,

-Strippers fill up money in their g-string waistbands,

-Make it rain, baby,

-Ooooh,

-Other staffers also take home a thousand,

-Make it rain, baby,

-Ooooh,

-Rapper’s perform hit songs at mic stand,

-Make it rain, baby,

-Ooooh,

-Crowd goes wild, club looks like a multi-colored wasteland,

-Make it rain, baby,

-Ooooh,

-I’m the best damn rapper in the world, ya’ll better recognize and understand,

-Make it rain, baby,

-Ooooh,

-Later, sex with strippers who can do many a handstand,

-Make it rain, baby,

-Ooooh,

-V.I.P. private parties that cater to a rapper’s every demand,

-Make it rain, baby,

-Ooooh,

-Jealous fools in the club insult and try to reprimand,

-Make it rain, baby,

-Ooooh,

-Posse carries rapper’s swag to the limo featuring only the best name brands,

-Make it rain, baby,

-Ooooh,

-So many damn perks can’t even count on twenty hands,

-Make it rain, baby,

-Ooooh,Se

-Rappin’s the best damn job in the world it’s like a modern day wonderland,

-So make it rain, baby,

-Make it rain, baby,

-Make it rain, baby,

-Make it rain, baby,

-Make it rain, baby,

-Make it rain, baby,

(Fade out)

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THE SUCCESSFUL SONGWRITER’S MOTTO!


-It could be the dumbest song in the world,
-Who the hell cares,
-Just as long as you get off your butt and write it,
-Just as long as you pour your heart and soul into it,
-Just as long as you personally like it,
-It don’t have to be rocket science honey,
-Now put your Sara Bareilles “Brave” underwear on and put it out there,
-And you never know,
-One person out there may really vibe with it,
-And another one out there may actually even buy it,
-But even if the public don’t buy your hardworked on song,
-Remember you did everything right and not a damn thing wrong,
-You accomplished something alot of others couldn’t which is you wrote a song,
-And whether you did it sober or sucking on a Denver Colorado marijuana bong,
-Girl or boy, you are so strong,
-And you have one big fucking dong,
-So honey do a twirl and move along,
-And write your next hit, bomb, brilliant or crappy-ass next song!

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SCONES & TEA!


Verse 1:

-More tea, my lady,
-Thank you, mummy,
-You look beautiful in that frock from my wardrobe, my lady,
-Thank you, mummy,
-Do you need to go to the loo, my lady,
-No thank you, mummy,
-Time to check the chocolate chip scones from the oven, my lady,
-Must you really, mummy,
-Do you want them to burn, my lady,
-Now you’re really being cheeky, mummy,

Chorus:

-Scones and tea,
-Make me feel like aristocratic royalty,
-Having so much fun with mummy,
-Keep playing forever with me,
-At my fairy tale afternoon tea party, 
-Build mummy/daughter cherished memory,
-In photo album for all the world to see,
-Happy Mother’s Day, I love you mummy,

Verse 2:

-Do you want to do the waltz now, my lady,
-Yes I do, daddy,
-Do you want me to fight that big ol’ dragon now, my lady,
-Yes I do, daddy,
-Do you want me to crown you with this pink tiara now, my lady,
-Yes I do, daddy,
-After all of this hard work can I get some hugs and kisses from you now, my lady,
-Is it something that you feel strongly about and truly need from me, daddy,
-Good god yes, my beloved and extremely cheeky little lady,
-Then I shall come forth and proceed but since we still have lots to do I will make it quick, daddy,

Chorus:

-Scones and tea,
-Make me feel like aristocratic royalty,
-Having so much fun with daddy,
-Keep playing forever with me,
-At my fairy tale afternoon tea party, 
-Build daddy/daughter cherished memory,
-In photo album for all the world to see,
-Happy Father’s Day, I love you daddy,

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QUESTIONS POP CULTURE STYLE!


-Why do people who call themselves fashion experts always dress so badly?
-Why is it that even when you are careful you still spill stuff on your clean clothes?
-Why does the mailman always deliver important packages to you when you are gone?
-Why do parents say “i’m doing this because I love you” right before they punish you?
-Why is it that when you really want a cold drink there is only one ice cube in the ice tray?
-Why is it that whenever you are watching something good on tv the phone rings?
-Why is it that when you have to poop in a public place someone is always around?
-Why must Hollywood remake kick-ass old movies into crappy-ass bad ones? 

-Hmmm,
-Question, questions in my mind,
-I sometimes ponder them all the time,
-Seeking ways on how to solve them,
-But if I cant, no biggie, no real sin,
-But if I can, I really do feel that I win,
-So bring it on questions, i’m smart, kingpin,
-Perplextion to reflection, questions, let the mind games begin! 

-Why does your menstrual period always come down when you are wearing white clothing? 
-Why can’t there be more clever word play in songs like “Don’t it make my brown eyes blue?” 
-Why didn’t any of the skanks on Sex and the City get HIV as much as they screwed around? 
-Why do kids prefer a flat-ass McDonald’s hamburger to a big-ass hamburger made by their mom? 
-Why do killers in tv shows and movies always walk slowly while the victim hauls serious ass?  
-Why is it that people like Rob Kardashian with business degrees can’t get a real job? 
-Why do cats lick their nasty-ass saliva all over their bodies then declare themselves to be clean? 
-Why does the biggest Christmas shopping day of the year keep getting pushed forward? 

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ROCK N’ ROLL IS MY FASHION!


-Leather pants crotch perspire,
-Hell no punk we won’t hire,
-Boy, you a girl with that long-ass hair,
-Dude, screw you, I do what I want, I don’t care,

-Cause’ rock n’ roll is my fashion,
-No code of conduct, rebel bastion,
-Like little black dress always gonna’ be in style,
-Dude, I need hairspray and nail polish from that aisle,
-One size definitely does not fit all,
-Drives Tipper Gore and PMRC up a wall,
-That’s why I will always love rock n’ roll,
-Hail, hail, sex, drugs and rock n’ roll, 
-And don’t forget the almighty stripper pole! 

-Guitar lessons electric guitar,
-Beautiful women expensive car,
-Love rocking out with my cock out on stage with many a fan,
-Screw concussion from getting hit in head with beer can,

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