Me and Giuliani Down by the School Yard - A True Story

Well, the way I see it, it doesn't really matter

'Cause it don't make no sense to all those mad Manhatters

But I do believe that there must come a moment

When even the piggiest pig must get on up and move it

I got this friend named Neil, swears Nixon had a soul

But what I'd like to know is can Giuli' do the stroll?

People always ask me, "What's so fucking great about dancing, dancing?"

Yeah, how the fuck should I know? Yeah, even I can barely understand it, understand it

'Cause the music takes over

Yeah, the music takes control

Well, here's a message to you, Rudy and you, sir, Mr. Bloomberg

The rest of you ties-too-tight dudes

Could learn a lesson, losing inhibitions

Yeah, lose yourself in the music, losing yourself in the moment

When you have nothing more, very second

Can't count on the one coming after, no one's sure about the one before

So forget about it, we're here and now, dude

Here and now, here and now, here and now

So get on down

New York City is where the freaks come to be free

And if I can't get my freak on

Hang on Giuliani, he can sick his lackeys on me

But you can't stop a new age dawning

Yeah, so if you got hips, shake 'em

And if you got fears forsake 'em

Giuliani's got his rules, but we ain't no fools, let's break 'em

Yeah-yeah, so if you got hips, shake 'em

And if you got fears forsake 'em

Giuliani's got his rules, but we don't give a shit, let's break 'em

Let's, let's, let's break 'em

Let's break 'em down

And on the way we'll make 'em say, make 'em say

Everybody cut

Everybody cut

Everybody cut

Loose

Everybody cut

Everybody cut

Everybody cut

Loose

Now everybody cut

And shake that butt

And on the way we'll make 'em say, make 'em say