Day in, day out The same old voodoo follows me about The same old pounding in my heart whenever I think of you And darling, I think of you day in and day out Day out, day in I needn't tell you how my days begin When I awake, I awaken with a tingle One possibility in view That possibility of maybe seeing you Come rain, come shine I meet you and to me the day is fine Then I kiss your lips and the pounding becomes The ocean's roar a thousands drums Can't you see it's love? Can there be any doubt? When there it is Day in, day out Day in, day out The same old voodoo follows me about The same old pounding in my heart whenever I think of you And darling, I think of you day in and day out Day out, day in I needn't tell you how my days begin When I awake, I awaken with a tingle One possibility in view That possibility of maybe seeing you Come rain, come shine I meet you and to me the day is fine Then I kiss your lips and the pounding becomes The ocean's roar a thousands drums Can't you see it's love? Can there be any doubt? When there it is Day in, day out

Day in, day out That same old whoodoo follows me about That same old pounding in my heart Whenever I think of you And darling I think of you Day in and day out Day out, day in I needn't tell you how my days begin When I awake I awaken with a tingle Of one possibility in view That possibility of maybe seeing you Come rain, come shine I see you and to me the day is fine Then I kiss your lips, and the pounding becomes The ocean's roar, a thousand drums Can't you see it's love? Can there be any doubt? When there it is Day in, day out (X2) Day in, day out Day in, day out Day in, day out Day in, day out

The years I put into this It could take a second To tear down years of work And we won't get these days Back again (Back again) I can't understand why I've been put here I'm stuck in a world of sympathy With nobody watching over me And the words roll over and over Yet our hearts will never be lifted Someone, tell me how I've ended up here With nobody watching over me? We need to bring back the days we used to love Before all the colour drains away I can't understand why I've been put here I'm stuck in a world of sympathy With nobody watching over me I can't understand why I've been put here I'm stuck in a world of sympathy With nobody watching over me To all those not living in the here and now To all those not living in the here and now To all those not living in the here and now To all those (Sing it loud) Where did they go The days we used to know? Where did they go? Have I forgotten what it feels like? Where did they go (Where did they go?) The days we used to know? Where did they go? (Where did they go?) Have I forgotten what it feels like? And the words roll over and over Yet our hearts will never be lifted

Clock in my head Clock on the wall And the two of them Don't agree at all Friday is heaven, Friday is heaven Day in day out Day in day out Wish you were here On the shop floor And together we could Count the dots on the wall Friday is heaven, Friday is heaven Day in day out Day in day out Friday is heaven Day in day out Day in day out

Dentists tell you not to pick your teeth with any sharp metal object. And then you sit in their chair and the first thing they grab is an iron hook. Now the dentist pulls out a needle. This is to deaden the pain. So you open up. Now a regular doctor giving you a shot will go --- --- ---. Dentists don't do that. They go ---. And you're there (gasping). Then they want to talk to you. "Do you ever do any fishing?" "Uh-uh." "Where do you usually go?" "---------- with a in my mouth." "Yes, I have been there many times myself." Now he pulls the needle out, puts this thing in your mouth. This will suck up your face. The dentist goes outside to laugh at you. And you sit, grown-up intelligent human being, arguing with this thing. You also notice that the right side of your face feels like it is sliding off of your skull and your bottom lip is in your lap. So the dentist comes back. You want to talk to him. So you say, "I was wondering . . ." "I beg your pardon." "I said I was wondering about my face." "I don't understand." "My face. My face. Do you see my face?" "The what?" "If I be ---- my face?" "Your face?" "Yes." "What's the matter with it?" "What's the matter with it? My face, my face is hanging down . . . do you see this? This is my bottom lip. It wasn't like this when I came in here." "Well, I will fix it." "I hope so. Because if you put the needle in my mouth, my face went ----, my bottom lip is on the floor. So I can't live with it like this now." "I'll fix it." "Ok." Now he starts to drill. And you see and smell smoke coming out of your mouth. So you say, "Wait a minute!" "What's the matter?" "Smoke." "What?" Smoke, smoke, smoke. There is some smoke that is coming out of my mouth." "I don't understand." "Fire! Do you understand the fire? There is a fire in my mouth and the smoke is coming out because there is fire. And my face is hanging on the floor." "The fire?" "Yeah." "Where?" "Never mind, never mind." Now he drills some more and you hear him make a mistake. And to cover it up, they all say the same thing: "Ok. Rinse." 1 "Rinse? You ask me to rinse? I don't have a bottom lip. How can I rinse?" "Give it a try." "Give it a try. Ok." Grab the cup. Pour the water. It runs all down. "I hope that you are satisfied. I hope that you are satisfied. I put the water in my mouth. I told you that I can't rinse because I have no bottom lip. The water is all down on my leg. I hope that you are satisfied." "Rinse again." "You've gotta be kidding me." So you pick it up, put a bit. Now you got to spit into this miniature toilet bowl. You have no bottom lip, so you let it all fall out, say "thank God for gravity." Now you want to sit back but you can't because hanging from your bottom lip is a long line and you can't get it off your bottom lip. So you sit back. Now you have a line from the bowl to your bottom lip. The dentist looks at it and says "Oh, look. A rainbow."

2.0.1.6. Waati se rà, jusqu'au bout aw bɛ di' Bamako, 'salam alaykoum Kuma ka mi'si'n, assis D.B.L.M.Z. à vie Indépendant C.O.S., ah oui N bɛ consommé fàn bɛ' Asamahabi Inchallah, Abou Dhabi Équipe soudée, foye tɛ n bi' I ko F.C.B. de Lionel Messi Numéro 27 c'est qui? Cosby N bɛ topu là fàn bɛ', i ko Babani N ye Mali rapu baisé sans capote au lit N détesté, je m'en fou i ko Sarkozy N taara kù to i ko Tinamoni N ye différence créer i ko Lamborghini N ka C.D. bɛ commandé fo Italie Fuck u ɲɛgo'! Ici, c'est Mali Si tɛ si fɛ', mais anw ka vas-y hâlibi' Foye tɛ fàle i ko Taoudeni N'i y'anw cherché, anw b'i gɛ'n, Ben Ali Dablémazé i ko Mohamed Ali N ka 16 mesures b'i la ta... ta... ta... au tapis, c'est fini Le beat est Papi (Po! Po! Po!) Le beat est Papi (Po! Po! Po!) Ouais? Ouais... Ouais, ouais! Po! Po! Po!