Song’s from the Movies

It’s CHRISTMASSSSSS and I’m back in the day Guys and Gals. Back when Hip Hop came to Wales and, now I think about it, trying to write Rap songs. I was never much of a dancer but words, no problem (take that smug look off your face).

Anyhoo, anyone remember this? From the movie Beat Street and Volume 2 of the Soundtrack this was brilliant. It was clever, funny, ironic, real and so on and so forth.

Go watch the slightly shorter movie version over here after you’ve read the hilarious version.

Santa’s Rap

Ho! Ho Ho, Ho Ho Ho, open up your door

I’m Santa Claus and guess what y’all

I got something to show

I came to bring some Christmas Spirit

I got a big bag now guess what’s in it

Something for the rich, and something for the poor

So Merry Christmas and ho ho ho

 

Ho Ho Ho Merry Christmas my foot

I’ma tell you what Santa really put

Under my so-called tree but in reality

Looked like nothing but a decorated pole to me

 

Man, you talk about a tree it makes wonder

Cause I never had a tree to put anything under

If I ever did luck up and get a tree

There was never anything under it for me

 

Man, I don’t what y’all talking about

Cause when I come to your town, I just get chased out

I thought y’all would be happy to see Santa Claus

But all you say is stick them up, and give me yours

 

You’re lucky; all you did was get ripped off

The next time to keep your big fat ass is up north

Because after my last few Christmas nights

If I see you around my neighborhood, I’m shooting on sight

 

And I ain’t even got a chimney for you to come down

So ain’t no need for you to be coming around

Cause the last So-Called Santa that came in with the sack

Wasn’t giving out presents, he was taking them back

 

Man, you all should be glad that I didn’t quit

Cause I’m getting too old for this Santa Claus shit

You think I’m getting presents, made for free

I gotta pay them elves and ain’t nobody paying me

 

You big fat whale, you might as well quit

Cause I can name a hundred presents that I didn’t get

And if I did get a present it would be a hand-me-down

Yo, I got this for Christmas, now how that sound?

 

It sounds good to me, cause I’m about to freeze

You wanna see something, look at the bottom of these

Me and brothers can’t go out, at the same time

Cause a coat that’s theirs; is a coat that’s mine

 

Man, I know one thing; y’all better get off my neck

And wait til you get your welfare check

Go on down to the office and stand on the line

Better hurry up, see, I got mine

 

Jingle, Jangle, Jingle for the poor

And once you get your welfare check

Y’all can kiss my mistletoe

Ho Ho Ho, Ho Ho Ho

 

That’s why the presents keep getting mixed up

Cause year after year you keep fucking up

And now I know why cause you’re always drunk

Instead of G.I. Joe, you send me this junk

 

That ain’t a G.I. Joe that’s a G.I. jerk

With a Kung Fu grip that don’t even work

So all I did was just put him away

Cause my G.I. Joe looked G.I. gay

 

That’s why you don’t get presents now cause you just ingrates

If the G.I. Joe is gay; what difference does it make?

After all he’s just a doll, ain’t too much he can do

If you ask me boy, I ain’t to sure about you

 

Man, forget about that, what about these shoes?

Instead of Christmas Carols, I’m singing the blues

Staring at the clock, looking hard at the time

Cause I just played the number combinated on a dime

 

I played 234 and put a penny on seven

Combinated 412 and deleted eleven

Put my last five cents on 356

And after all that I didn’t eat shit

 

Jingle, Jangle, Jingle for the poor

And once you get your welfare check

You won’t play in numbers no more

Ho, ho, ho – won’t play them no more

Yeah, you got that, right?

 

Alright listen Bloato, with your big fat suit

Next time say: no don’t send no substitute

Because I asked you for a beatbox and you know what I got?

Doug E. Fresh, you know that kid from down the block

 

For a facsimile, we must admit

Doug E. Fresh is good and made a perfect fit

He’s the only reason why we weren’t totally mad

Without Doug E our Christmas would’ve been really sad

 

Jingle, Jangle, Jingle for the poor

And once you get your welfare check

Even Doug E Fresh go go

Ho, ho, ho Doug E Fresh go go

 

To top Christmas off; I had no loving in a while

I love to have sex but I can’t afford a child

My girl wants a baby but I had to chill

She said if you don’t want a baby then you take the pill

 

(What is Christmas for?) Huh (What is Christmas for?)

What is Christmas for? – Yeah! What is Christmas for?

 

Wind up toys that don’t wind up  (Mama Mama!)

Talking dolls that don’t shut up (Mama Mama!)

This is the type of present that you buy when you’re poor

So that’s what you have to settle for

 

And it ain’t no secret that everything’s sunny

If you’re living in Palm Springs with all that money

Americanomics works and I won’t argue that is true

But if the economy is getting better, getting better for who?

 

Well, if you ask me I’m doing much worse than before

With the welfare cuts, I don’t eat no more

So if I did wanna go out, I couldn’t go nowhere

Cause I ate every last one of them reindeer

 

Rudolph first, I went down the list

I got so hungry, I just couldn’t resist

I ate Dasher, Dancer, Prancer, Dixon

Fried them up and then started to mix them

And before you knew it, they were all gone

I wonder what y’all gonna do about my reindeer song

 

We’ll sing silent night and jingle bells

And all those Christmas rhymes

Cause nobody gives a shit about your reindeer and hard times

 

You just Jingle and Jangle and hang out with the poor

And when you get your welfare check, you might rent them by the store

Doug E. Fresh and Magnificent Force, and head on out the door

And leave these party people sing the Jingle, Jangle for the poor

 

Jingle, Jangle, Jingle for the poor

Don’t take us for granted, cause you may never know

One day when your least expect it, we could even up the scope

So just jingle, jangle, jingle with the poor

 

Sing! Jingle, jangle, a jingle jangle with the poor

Jingle, jangle, jingle with the poor (Ho, ho, ho – Ho, ho, ho)

Jingle, jangle, a jingle jangle with the poor (Everybody Sing!)

Jingle, jangle, jingle with the poor (Ho, ho, ho – Come On!)

Jingle, jangle, a jingle jangle with the…

 

Artists: Kool Moe Dee,  Doug E. Fresh, The Treacherous Three

Written by Kevin Keaton, LaMar Hill, Mohandas Dewese

Image from Pixabay, modified by JRFC

Song’s from the Movies

This Christmas song has been in several Christmas movie’s including Home Alone 2: Lost in New York and Love Actually. For this reason I’m not going to distinguish it with any one particular movie. I just want it to fill you up with whatever memory you have of it, hoping that it’s a good one of course.

Sung by Darlene Love and written by Steven Van Zandt, go check out the video here, which, by the way, relates to Home Alone 2.

Great Movie.

All Alone on Christmas

The cold wind is blowin’ and the streets are getting dark
I’m writing you a letter and I don’t know where to start
The bells will be ringing Saint John the Divine
I get a little lonely every year around this time

The music plays all night in Little Italy
The lights will be going up on old Rockefella’s tree
People window shopping on Fifth Avenue
All I want for Christmas is you

I’ve got to know
Where do lonely hearts go
Because nobody ought to be all alone on Christmas

Things are different since you’ve been here last
Childhood dreaming is a thing of the past
Maybe you can bring us some hope this year
Visions of sugar plums have disappeared

Do you remember sleigh riding in the snow
And dancing all night to “Baby, Please Come Home”
Today’s celebration is bittersweet
There’s mothers and children in the street

I’ve wanna know (Nobody ought to be all alone on Christmas)
Where do lonely hearts go (Nobody ought to be all alone on Christmas)
Because nobody ought to be all alone on Christmas

I’m all grown up but I’m the same you’ll see
I’m writing this letter ’cause I still believe
Dear Santa I’ve been good this year
Can’t you stay a little while with me right here (Oh, tell me)

Tell me, I’ve got to know (Nobody ought to be all alone on Christmas)
Where do lonely hearts go (Nobody ought to be all alone on Christmas)
Because nobody ought to be all alone on Christmas

Oh oh nobody ought to be all alone on Christmas
Oh oh nobody ought to be all alone on Christmas

(Nobody ought to be all alone on Christmas)

 

Image from Pixabay, modified by JRFC

Song’s from the Movies

Lets get this Halloween scare-fest week underway with, what I think is, an appropriate salute to Halloween.

I confess, when I first saw this movie I did not like it. To much Halloween and not enough Christmas; too many songs, I don’t know I just couldn’t get my head around it.

Being a big Tim Burton fan though I had to give it another go so when it was released on disc I did just that. Now it’s my number one Halloween Movie and in my top five of Christmas movies. Yes Peeps I love it, love it, love it!

The movie’s soundtrack was released in 1993 on Walt Disney Records. When the movie was re-release in Disney Digital 3-D in 2006, a special edition of the soundtrack was also released and among those that featured on a bonus disc was none other than Marilyn Manson singing this song. Who’d have guest (titter).

Sing along if you can…

TNBCThis Is Halloween

Boys and girls of every age
Wouldn’t you like to see something strange?

Come with us and you will see
This, our town of Halloween

This is Halloween, this is Halloween
Pumpkins scream in the dead of night

This is Halloween, everybody make a scene
Trick or treat till the neighbours gonna die of fright
It’s our town, everybody scream
In this town of Halloween

I am the one hiding under your bed
Teeth ground sharp and eyes glowing red

I am the one hiding under your stairs
Fingers like snakes and spiders in my hair

This is Halloween, this is Halloween

Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! Halloween!
In this town we call home
Everyone hail to the pumpkin song

In this town, don’t we love it now?
Everybody’s waiting for the next surprise

‘Round that…

‘Round that corner, man hiding in the trash can
Something’s waiting no to pounce, and how you’ll

Scream! This is Halloween
Red ‘n’ black, and slimy green

Aren’t you scared?

Well, that’s just fine
Say it once, say it twice
Take a chance and roll the dice
Ride with the moon in the dead of night

Everybody scream, everybody scream

In our town of Halloween!

I am the clown with the tear-away face
Here in a flash and gone without a trace

I am the “who” when you call, “Who’s there?”
I am the wind blowing through your hair

I am the shadow on the moon at night
Filling your dreams to the brim with fright

This is Halloween, this is Halloween
Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! Halloween!
Halloween! Halloween!

Tender lumplings everywhere
Life’s no fun without a good scare

That’s our job, but we’re not mean
In our town of Halloween

In this town

Don’t we love it now?

Everybody’s waiting for the next surprise
Skeleton Jack might catch you in the back
And scream like a banshee
Make you jump out of your skin
This is Halloween, everybody scream
Won’t ya please make way for a very special guy

Our man Jack is King of the Pumpkin patch
Everyone hail to the Pumpkin King, now!

This is Halloween, this is Halloween
Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! Halloween!

In this town we call home
Everyone hail to the pumpkin song

La la la la la la la la la la (Halloween! Halloween!)
La la la la la la la la la la (Halloween! Halloween!)

Performed By: Marilyn Manson. Written By: Danny Elfman

Feature image from Pixabay, modified by JRFC
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