Pop

Cast

• Will Young

• Episode : (2002-11-23)
  UK:23 November 2002...

• Various Artists
• 'N Sync
• Backyard Babies
• La Oreja De Van Gogh
• Staple
• Hundred Reasons
• Mac Mall
• Afterhours
• Oreja de Van Gogh
• Gry
• Delta

(Dirty pop)
Sick and tired of hearin' All these people talk about
What's the deal with this pop life
And when is it gonna fade out
The thing you got to realize
Is what we're doing is not a trend
We got the gift of melody
We gonna bring it 'til the end
C'mon now
It doesn't matter
'Bout the car I drive
Or what I wear around my neck
All that matters
Is that you recognize
That it's just about respect
It doesn't matter
'Bout the clothes I wear and where I go and why
All that matters
Is that you get hyped
And we'll do it to you every time
C'mon now
Do you ever wonder why
This music gets you high
It takes you on a ride
Feel it when
Your body starts to rock (your body starts to rock)
It makes you can't stop (you can't stop)
And the music's all you got (c'mon now)
This must be
(Pop)
Dirty pop
You can't stop
I know you like this
Dirty pop
(This must be)
Now why you wanna try to classify
The type of thing we do
'Cause we're just try'na do what we like
Can we say the same for you?
Tired of feeling all around me animosity
Just worry 'bout yours 'cause I'ma get mine
Now people can't you see
It doesn't matter
'Bout the car I drive
Or the ice around my neck
All that matters
Is that you recognize
That it's just about respect
It doesn't matter
'Bout the clothes I wear and where I go and why
All that matters
Is that you get hyped
And we'll do it to you every time
C'mon
Do you ever wonder why
This music gets you high
It takes you on a ride
Feel it when
Your body starts to rock (your body starts to rock)
It makes you can't stop (you can't stop)
And the music's all you got (baby c'mon)
This must be
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Man, I'm tired of singing
Dirty, dirty, dirty (pop)
Dirty pop
Do you ever wonder wonder wonder
Do you ever wonder why (ever wonder why)
This music gets you high (gets you high)
It takes you on a ride
Feel it when
Your body starts to rock (when your body starts to rock)
It makes you can't stop (baby don't stop)
And the music's all you got (c'mon now)
This must be
Do you ever wonder why (ever wonder why)
This music gets you high (this music gets you high)
It takes you on a ride
Feel it when
Your body starts to rock (your body starts to rock)
It makes you can't stop
And the music's all you've got
This must be
Pop, p-p-p-pop

Dirty pop, yo
B.T.
Sick and tired of hearing
All these people talk about
What's the deal with this pop life
And when is gonna fade out
The thing you got to realize
What we doing is not a trend
We got the gift of melody
We gonna bring it till the end
(Come on now)
It doesn't matter
'Bout the car I drive or
What I wear around my neck
All that matters
Is that you recognize
That it's just about respect
It doesn't matter
About the clothes I wear
And where I go and why
All that matters
Is that you get hyped and
We'll do it to you every time
(Come on now)
Do you ever wonder why
This music gets you high?
It takes you on a ride
Feel it when your body
Starts to rock
(Your body starts to rock)
Baby you can't stop
(You can't stop)
And the music's all you got
Come on now
This must be, pop
Dirty pop
Baby you can't stop
I know you
Like this dirty pop
This must be
Now, why you wanna try
To classify the type of thing
That we do
'Cause we're just fine
Doin what we like
Can we say the same for you?
Tired of feelin all
Around me animosity
Just worry about yours
'Cause I'ma get mine
Now people can't you see
It doesn't matter
'Bout the car I drive or
The ice around my neck
All that matters
Is that you recognize
That it's just about respect (oh)
It doesn't matter
About the clothes I wear
And where I go and why
All that matters
Is that you get hyped and
We'll give it to you every time
(Come on)
Do you ever wonder why (Why?)
This music gets you high?
(Music gets you high)
It takes you on a ride
Feel it when your
Body starts to rock
(Your body starts to rock)
Baby you can't stop
(You can't stop)
And the music's all you got
Baby come on
This must be, pop
Man I'm tired of singing
Dirty, dirty, dirty pop
Dirty pop
Do you ever wonder?
*NSYNC
(Oh)
Do you ever wonder why
(Every wonder why)
This music gets you high?
(Music gets you high)
It takes you on a ride
Feel it when your
Body starts to rock
(When your body
Starts to rock)
Baby you can't stop
(Baby don't stop)
And the music's all you got
Come on now
This must be
Do you ever wonder why
(Ever wonder)
This music gets you high?
(Music gets you high)
It takes you on a ride
Feel it when your
Body starts to rock
(When your body
Starts to rock)
Baby you can't stop
The music's all you got

Oh yeah alright okay c'mon
we're in the backseat of my car
friday night just a bit uptight
I never thought it would go this far
Hook me up with some Tennessee
let's make a toast to my friends
we're losin' all our sense
I might not sympathize
with your pathetic way of life
Don't think about tomorrow baby
when you're dreamin' 'bout yesterday
you can not have life to go
just blew your chance today
There's always someone
who's gonna feed my Frankenstein
Oh yeah alright okay c'mon
let's get billion dollar action
It's alright to love and fight
you need total satisfaction
Look me up with your feeble mind
you're in a chemical dream
pissin' out popularity

Tienes talento y cultura
Manos bonitas y estudias francés
Cantas, actúas y pintas
Escribes poemas, todo lo haces bien
Has nacido artista lo sé
Se te nota en la cara
Tienes mucho poder
Firma aquí abajo y verás
Como cambia tu vida
Es muy fácil ganar
Eres la reina del pop
Una diva sin nombre
Un montón de ilusión
Eres facturas y alcohol
Una foto borrosa
Una flor sin olor
Piensa en qué vas a gastar
Todo ese dinero que vas a ganar
No sabes cuanto te admiro
Te aplaudo te miro y te escucho también
Nunca olvides quién te ayudó
Quién estuvo contigo, quién te enseñó
No dejes que nadie al pasar
Te mire a los ojos tú debes mandar
Eres la reina del pop
Una diva sin nombre
Un montón de ilusión
Eres facturas y alcohol
Una foto borrosa
Una flor sin olor
Eres la reina del pop
Una diva sin nombre
Un montón de ilusión
Eres facturas y alcohol
Una foto borrosa

Tolerate my stance today.
I've found my truth in my own way.
So play the blaming game today.
This intolerance, it cannot stay.
So play the naming game that you've made for me.
Tell me who I can and who I cannot be.
Intolerance for me is plain to see.
My truth's not the truth you want it to be.
Tell me the lies. I want the sincere lies.
Base them all on how I feel.
(Don't tell me "No")
Tell me the lies, only if they're sincere lies,
and I'll believe that they are real.
Excuse me and my faith today.
It's arrogance, it's pompous claims.
Excuse me and my choices today.
The don't sit well with you, so they cannot stay.
"It's true for you, but not true for me,
'So let's just be one big complacent family'."
Until my "arrogant" claims to faith anger you
and YOU prove that your philosophy's not true.
We can't both be right, and I want the truth.

I believe I can fly I can find my way
Home I would leave I could try but I felt its not the end I've gone blind I can see but I need to find my way and you'll
Find me waiting because ill be waiting no excuses could make this worth it time again no excuses could make this worth it
Time again I don't need to declare that I hate you that I know you could live you could die I don't care its not the end did
It hurt your in pain I don't care because I got my way and you'll find me waiting and I will be there wasting time with

[CHORUS]
It's paper over pussy, chips over a bitch
Dough over a hoe, but suckers, they think with they dick
It's dollars over nana, c-notes over a slut
G's over breezies, yeah nigga, what's up?
[VERSE 1: Mac Mall]
Some more of it, how you want it, patented and proven potent
Pockets bulgin, diamonds glowin, ain't no secret, we on one
Lights, camera, action, muthafucka, it's mackin
Release the Jacksons, let em go, they ain't go buy the captains
And I'm a general that's spittin flows and peelin hoes
Smokin dope, drinkin XO, but don't fuck with no chemicals
Your wifey wanna try me, hook up and give me body
But it's paper over pussy, break bread or get from by me
Little mama, you fly, but I'm sharper than all
Save that drama for partner, spendin up at the bar
See, he like trickin chips, I just wanna put dick between your lips
Hey, get another rock just for kicks, bust two nuts and then I switch
Hey player, she with your, but if you know like I do
You get further with baby, she lookin like she wanna choose
And I'm one of those niggas that go hard on these bitches
Make em pay for the game and always charge em interest
[CHORUS]
[VERSE 2: Mac Mall]
You're owin me for knowin me and I'ma put ya down like you're 'posed to be
Girl, give MC nose to me, let him pay rent and buy groceries
Let that man play step daddy and take care of them kids
If he knew how you was swallowin nuts, that fool'd have a fit
See, I'm a savage, I get mannish when I'm doggin yo bitch
You're sittin home on your punk ass, you sittin, be pussy-whipped
Gotta be smokin that shit if you think she ain't gettin hit
By Mister Iatola Komani from that Sesed Out click
When you found out you was heart-broke, couldn't believe she was cut-throat
But I ain't tryin to get comfortable, I'm just tryin to get my loot on
These niggas off the hinges, lose they mind over these chickens
Showin out for these tramps, and I forgot to mention
She's goin both ways now, chassy, quick to lay it down
Lip gloss and no drawers at the club wildin out
Little turf dirt-ass bitch
Lip gloss and no drawers, at the club wildin out
[CHORUS]
[VERSE 3: Mac Mall]
Now I betcha I won't sweat her and I be damned if I jocked
The broad top notch, a dime piece, to me they punk rock
I give her a job and had the little chick on the clock
Bringin me ??? while busters steady sprung on the twat
You see, I rather count them big heads till my fingers ache
Than have a fake fine bitch in my face, all in the way
And Mister Mackin don't have breaks in my paper chase
I have a breezy sellin her crate and transportin weight
Cashin faulty checks in the bank
She everything that daddy want she get and what she get I take
I'm boss-gamin, boy, you're just small change
And you'll forever be a sucker, for a guy, for a dame
Look at them lames
[CHORUS]
Yeah nigga, what's up
Yeah nigga, what's up
Yeah nigga, what's up [x3]
You know
See man, these niggas claimin player
But the whole time
Man, they bonafide tricks
Yeah, Femi on the beat
Boss Game on the m-i-c
It ain't nothin new, you know how we do
[CHORUS]
Mac Mall
Sesed Out
535 proof

Muore la forma il verbo ed il sapore
Muore il desiderio, la voglia, lo stupore
Muore l'idea di me che c'è nella tua mente
Perciò meglio che tu non pensi a niente
Mentre ti uccido l'anima
Mentre ti uccido
Mentre ti uccido l'anima
Proprio come tutto il resto ha fatto già
I geniali progetti che sono tutti uguali
Ed i geniali discorsi diventano banali
Ma la cosa più strana della nostra vita
E' che scivola fra le nostre dita
Mentre ci uccide l'anima
Mentre ci uccide
Mentre ci uccide l'anima
Proprio come tutto il resto fa
E' facile andare senza guardarci in faccia
Che al 90% anche noi siam fatti d'acqua
Mi ricordo la rabbia che hai disintegrato
E ancora non so se ti è piaciuto
Mentre uccidevi l'anima
Mentre uccidevi
Mentre uccidevi l'anima

Tienes talento y cultura,
manos bonitas y estudias francés,
cantas, actúas y pintas,
escribes poemas, todo lo haces bien.
Has nacido artista lo sé
se te nota en la cara
tienes mucho poder.
Firma aquí abajo y verás
como cambia tu vida,
es muy fácil ganar.
Eres la reina del pop,
una diva sin nombre un montón de ilusión.
Eres facturas y alcohol,
una foto borrosa,
una flor sin olor.
Piensa en qué vas a gastar
todo ese dinero que vas a ganar.
No sabes cuanto te admiro,
te aplaudo te miro y te escucho también.
Nunca olvides quién te ayudó,
quién estuvo contigo, quién te enseñó.
No dejes que nadie al pasar
te mire a los ojos tú debes mandar.
Eres la reina del pop,
una diva sin nombre un montón de ilusión.
Eres facturas y alcohol,
una foto borrosa,
una flor sin olor.
Eres la reina del pop,
una diva sin nombre un montón de ilusión.
Eres facturas y alcohol,
una foto borrosa,
una flor sin olor.

Se som, se som,
Solen skinner
Se som, se som
Luk dig op
If I was aware of all
The things I do
Which hurted you
I promise I owould make me go
But let you know I love you so.
If the days were quiet as the night
I'd sleep the light away
If I was a bird to fly
I'd give my wings.
Saelsomt som vi to
Kun kann vaere
Langt
Fra livets atmosfaere
I'm as busy as a spieder spinning day dreams
I'm as lonely as a baby in a swing.

We're all just complex arrangements of atoms and sub atomic particles we don't (...) move about in such a way (...) re-arrange themselves. We're all just complex arrangements of atoms that create wonderful music.
I got, I got it. Schizoeffective, lika paranoid schizofrenia, I got a multiple personality.