IN THE SUNSHINE
(Robert Burns)
Where, braving angry winter's storms,
The lofty Ochils rise,
Far in their shade my Peggy's charms
First blest my wondering eyes:
As one who by some savage stream
A lonely gem surveys,
Astonish'd doubly, marks its beam
With art's most polish'd blaze.
Blest be the wild, sequester'd glade,
And blest the day and hour,
Where Peggy's charms I first survey'd,
When first I felt their pow'r!
The tyrant Death, with prim control
May seize my fleeting breath,
But
Lotto statystyki Do The Bartman
Bart! Bart!
I didn't do it
Nobody saw me do it
Can't proove anything
Yo! Hey what's happening dude?
I'm a guy with a rep for bein' rude.
Terrorizin' people wherever I go,
It's not intentional, just keepin' the flow.
Fixin' test scores to get the best scores,
Droppin' banana peels all over the floor,
I'm the kid that made delinquency an art,
Last name, Simpson; first name, Bart.
I'm here today to introduce the next phase,
The next step in the big Bart craze.
I got a dance, real easy to do,
I learned it with no rhythm and so can you!
So move your body, if you got the notion,
Front to back in a rock-like motion.
Now that you got it, if you think you can,
Do it to the music, that's the Bartman!
Everybody if you can, do the Bartman!
Shake your body, turn it out, if you can, man!
Front to back, to the side, yes you can, can!
Everybody in the house, do the Bartman!
(repeat)
It wasn't long ago, just a couple of weeks,
I got in trouble, yeah, pretty deep.
Homer was yellin', Mom was, too,
Because I put mothballs in the beef stew.
Punishment time, in the air lurks gloom,
Sittin' by myself, confined to my room.
When all else fails, nothin' else left to do,
I turn on the music, so I can feel the groove!
Move your body, if you got the notion,
Front to back in a rock-like motion.
Move your hips from side to side now,
Don't ya slip, let your feet glide now.
If you've got the groove, you gotta use it.
Rock rhythm in time with the music.
You just might start a chain reaction...
If you can do the Bart, you're bad like Michael Jackson.
Everybody if you can, do the Bartman!
Shake your body, turn it out, if you can, man!
Front to back, to the side, yes you can, can!
Everybody in the house do the Bartman (repeat) ...Do the Bartman!
Bart: Do the Bartman!
Everybody back and forth, from side to side.
Back-up Singers: Do the Bartman!
Bart: Do the Bartman!
Pick your feet up off the floor, let em' glide!
Back-up Singers: Do the Bartman!
Bart: Do the Bartman! She can do it, he can do it, so can I!
Back up Singers: Do the Bartman!
Bart:Now here's the dance beat that you can't deny!
Homer: Turn it down! What do you call that infernal racket?
Back-up Singers: Do the Bartman!
Bart:
Oh my ears! Lisa! Put that saxophone away!
You can't touch this!
I didn't do it. Nobody saw me do it. You can't prove anything.
I went in the house feelin' good to be home,
'Til Lisa starts blowin' that damn saxophone.
And if it was mine, you know they'd take it away,
But still I'm feelin' good, so that's okay.
I'm up in my room, just a-singin' a song,
Listenin' to the kickdrum kickin' along.
Yeah, Lisa likes jazz, she's her number one fan,
But I know I'm Bart, 'cause I do the Bartman!
Back-up Singers:
Everybody, if you can do the Bartman!
Shake your body, turn it out if you can, man!
Front to back, to the side, yes you can, can!
Everybody in the house, do the Bartman! Do the Bartman!
Bart: Do the Bartman!
Everybody back and forth, from side to side.
Back-up Singers: Do the Bartman!
Bart: Do the Bartman!
She can do it, he can do it, so can I!
Back-up Singers:
If you've got the groove, you gotta use it.
Rock rhythm in time with the music.
You just might start a chain reaction...
Bart: I'm a Bartman.
Back-up Singers:
Everybody, if you can, do the Bartman!
Shake your body, turn it out, if you can, man!
Move your butt to the side, as you can, can!
Everybody in the house do the Bartman!
Move you body, if you got the notion,
Skake your body to the rock-like motion!
Move your hips from side to side now,
Don't ya slip, let your feet glide now!
If you've got your groove, you gotta use it!
Rock rhythm in time with the music!
Bart: Eat your heart out, Michael!
Back-up Singers: You just might start a chain reaction...
Bart: Oh wow, man.