Classic Arcade Medley - Video Games Live

Peaking out the palm tree Eyes like a monkey, man Swinging sticks to this rhythm Eyes red, junky man, jack this fruit Got lucky man, aided up Licked it up It's making me all jumpy, man Funky man It's got me walking on this wave like Jesus had some rhythim Sickening and blinding you like Jesus was a villain Slipping like we froze on sipping syrup from a snorkel Bro tied up like Bow low Now I'm dead like a Dodo, shit One two stepping Tropics we repping, we revvin' Hail Mary, tossing to heaven I reckon this could led in seven sins Maybe some demons like semen travel Through streams, producing funk And get the demon-loving bitches screaming Now we gonna come and take your prize It's not surprising Deja-Vu man I can't describe it Pipeline coming you better ride it Party's popping, you're not invited Tropical hop in there's nothing like Blow it up, Boombox, relax, new rock, new block, crew stock Ship off the dock Flip off the cops with a pair of old socks I'll be Like a postman, in the snow, man I'm cold, man Footsteps they be crunching in the snow like I'm warming up, my passion make me glow like Light pollution all across the globe, my Liquid finger tips, make the cuil quiver quick As I flick my wrist and release my soul I spit Twist a spliff Where my mood below, I do suppose That's the reason eyes be staying redder than a ruby brawl And my thoughts be cloudy Cloudy with the doobie smoke Don't try be us, just be yourself Because we too be spoke Excuse my braggadocio I'm in the zone, man Young exterior with a thousand year old soul, man! Come and stay at my house And you can stay at my house and... Come and get your backpack I'll tell you where's the class at It's Ten thousand hours baby Ten thousand Please don't let me out Cause you gon bring out the animal Please don't let me out Cause you gon bring out the animal Living a lie, claiming you nice Rapping whatever you like These rappers are jokers Wearing loafers You know you bogus Talk about hopeless, I'm voicing progress Feeling important, like my name was Joseph, Moses and err. Yeah it's Young Tay on the scene Always looking fly hella high No I never left but I'm back Feel like Pootie Tang with the belt See me in the snow looking clean With my boots looking dirty And if your girl looking thirsty And if she nice she can get it, say See me swerving in a minivan, see me like See me swerving in a minivan Yeah I stay sky high like peter pan Smashing doors in the way Smashing broads Fashion shows, some magazine Runaway Come and stay at my house And you can stay at my house and... Come and get your backpack I'll tell you where's the class at Ten thousand hours baby Ten thousand Come and rock with us I don't just rap, don't assume genre I don't nap, I'm in till death, won't see me sleeping on ya Pass me in half, no time for no effort Need to wake up and get it bro Bout time to step up! Sexy lady you expensive, mess with you I get fine Wanna validate myself, but you just passing me by On the far side, I see my homies laughing Watch me try hard Can't press start Got no game I'm low life Need your heart And then we get on a sex marathon Tell your man that he messed up Gassed up his sand truck on a tenner blow Bench press! Kook your face lit I turf these waves sit like Jay Adams Got flavours for days and nights On my space Teslas Come and stay at my house And you can stay at my house and... Come and take your backpack I'll tell you where the class at Ten thousand hours baby Ten thousand

Fourth place anthem playing Tonight on a broken radio Thought we reached the mountaintop But now we just feel so low The sky is breaking open We keep hoping In the distance we'll see a glow Lightning light our way Until the black sky turns back to indigo We can make it if you Don't quit on me I won't quit on you Don't quit on me We can make it baby Please don't quit on me I won't quit on you Don't quit on me I never quit on you We were born in paradise Beneath a poisoned sky Under a bad sign The micro-age of gemini And we are still unlearning Tires are burning In the middle of Rodeo Drive You know that we've been beat down And broken But now we can testify We can make it If you don't quit on me I won't quit on you Don't quit on me We can make it baby Please don't quit on me I won't quit on you Don't quit on me I never quit on you It's not up to you Some you win, some you lose When the lightning comes You don't get to choose Some you win, some you lose When the lightning comes One, two, three, four

Santa Claus is coming to town Santa Claus is coming to town You better watch out (watch out) You better not cry (woo-woo) You better not pout, I'm telling you why Santa Claus is coming to town Santa Claus is coming to town Santa Claus is coming to town Here comes Santa Claus, here comes Santa Claus Here he comes, here he comes Here comes Santa Claus, here comes Santa Claus Here he comes, here he comes Up on the housetop, reindeer pause Out jumps good old Santa Claus Down through the chimney with lots of toys All for everyone's Christmas joys Tito had just one desire That he gets a new guitar But he wants a guarantee That it won't play out of key Ho, ho, ho! Who wouldn't go? Ho, ho, ho! Who wouldn't go? Up on the housetop, click, click, click Down through the chimney with old St. Nick Frosty the snowman is a fairy tale they say He was made of snow, but the kids all know Know how he came to life one day There must have been some magic here That old silk hat they found For when they placed it on his head He began to dance around, oh Frosty the snowman Was alive as he could be And the kids say he could laugh and play Just the same as you and me Wow, mommy's kissing Santa Claus! I saw Mommy kissing Santa Claus (kissing, kissing Santa Claus) Underneath the mistletoe last night She didn't see me creep Down the stairs to have a peep She thought that I was tucked up In my bedroom, fast asleep Then I saw Mommy tickle Santa Claus (tickle, tickle Santa Claus) Underneath his beard so snowy white Oh, what a laugh it would have been If Daddy had only seen Mommy kissing Santa Claus last night We wish you a Merry Christmas (yes, we do) We wish you a Merry Christmas We wish you a Merry Christmas And a Happy New Year The Jackson 5 wanna wish every boy A merry, Merry Christmas and a groovy New Year The Jackson 5 wanna wish everybody A merry, Merry Christmas and a groovy New Year (Sing it, sing it, sing it) We wish you a Merry Christmas (Wish you, wish you, sing it, baby) We wish you a Merry Christmas (Ah, yeah, wish you, wish you) We wish you a Merry Christmas And a Happy New Year

That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang All day long they work so hard till the sun is goin' down Working on the highways and byways and wearin', wearin' a frown Hear them moanin' their lives away Then you hear somebody say That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang He don't love you, like I love you If he did he wouldn't break your heart He don't love you, like I love you He's trying to tear us apart Gonna find her, I'm gonna find her, I'm gonna find her Oh, if I have to climb a mountain, you know I will And if I have to swim a river, you know I will And I might find her hidin' up on Blueberry Hill How am I gonna find her, child, you know I will 'Cause I'm goin' searchin' I'm goin' searchin' Searchin' everywhere Just like some Northwest Mountie That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang All day long they work so hard till the sun is goin' down Working on the highways and byways and wearin', wearin' a frown Hear them moanin' their lives away Then you hear somebody say That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang