Swing Filmography

• O Fantasma (2000)

Swing Filmography

• Yuen mei ching yan (2001)

• Swing - Ani Difranco
• Swing - Soulja Boy
• Swing - Trace Adkins
• Swing - Jesus & Mary Chain
• Swing - Jesus and Mary Chain
• Swing - Zebrahead
• Swing - Yello
• Swing - Taking Back Sunday
• Swing - Matchbox 20
• Swing - Miss May I
• Swing - Wang Chung
• Swing - Zero 7
• Swing - Johan
• Swing - Tabitha's Secret?
• Swing - Savage
• Swing - Camp Lo

She came to and her
Whole life was how she remembered it
She had a mouth full of fur
And she was laughing
She parked her hearse
Across three spaces posted for motorcycles only
And jumped out, shouting
"What the cus could make a nice girl
Like us feel so lonely?"
Are you weary as water
In a faucet left dripping
With an incessant sadness
Like a sad record skipping
And an ugly and ornery
And shadowy dread
Lurking like a troll under the bridge
Between your heart and your head
Please dumb blind kind sir
Lend little miss listless a bit of Christmas
She's been a real good girl
But now she's stuck here
The world is so little and still
Mysterious and ominous as ever before
Like an unmarked bottle full of pills
On the shelf right next to the ting
You were reaching for
Swing the groove 'round here
Where I can reach it
When I get my ass back on track
I'm gonna need it
Swing shift 'til I get the money
To buy me and my baby a moon full of honey
Then I'm gonna turn the nagging voices
Inside my head
That follow me to bed and say

[ Intro ]
This your boy Soulja Boy tell'em
This girl says she got a donk
she's about to make her hips swing all night long
O na na O na na O na na O na na O na na
[ Chorus ]
Oh shit, shake that ass ma, move it like a gypsy
Stop, woah, back it up, now let me see your hips SWING
Oh shit, shake that ass ma, move it like a gypsy
Stop, woah, back it up, now let me see your hips SWING
Now drop it low... and let me see your hips SWING
Down to the floor... now let me see your hips SWING
Now drop it low... and let me see your hips SWING
Down to the floor... now let me see your hips SWING
Verse 1
Uh oh, lean back, girl you got some mean racks
You got a mean ass and I really mean that
But can't you see, that I need a girl, that can move
Make her hips SWING - and - look - just like you
But come to think about it, I think this club is crowded
It's kinda hard to do your thing when everyone's surrounding
So let me form a circle everybody step back
I heard somebody yell "Savage where the chorus at?!"
[ Chorus ]
Oh shit, shake that ass ma, move it like a gypsy
Stop, woah, back it up, now let me see your hips SWING
Oh shit, shake that ass ma, move it like a gypsy
Stop, woah, back it up, now let me see your hips SWING
Now drop it low... and let me see your hips SWING
Down to the floor... now let me see your hips SWING
Now drop it low... and let me see your hips SWING
Down to the floor... now let me see your hips SWING
[Soulja Boy]
O na na O na na thats what i said when i hit the door
she got a donk yo shake it shake it on the floor
get low bounce high swing your heels with it
hit this split look back get it get it get it
back it up back it up go on do that dirt
youa i like that let me pull youre hurt
yo i hear my drain low and she got straight low
and the club don't close till i say so
[ Chorus ]
Oh shit, shake that ass ma, move it like a gypsy
Stop, woah, back it up, now let me see your hips SWING
Oh shit, shake that ass ma, move it like a gypsy
Stop, woah, back it up, now let me see your hips SWING
Now drop it low... and let me see your hips SWING
Down to the floor... now let me see your hips SWING
Now drop it low... and let me see your hips SWING
Down to the floor... now let me see your hips SWING
Bridge x2
Knees bent, ass out, come on push your ass out
(Let me see your hips swing)
Bring it up then back down, bring it up then back down
(Let me see your hips swing)
All my ladies on the floor, all my ladies on the floor
(Let me see your hips swing)
Pick it up then dip it low, pick it up then dip it low
(Let me see your hips swing)
[ Chorus ]
Oh shit, shake that ass ma, move it like a gypsy
Stop, woah, back it up, now let me see your hips SWING
Oh shit, shake that ass ma, move it like a gypsy
Stop, woah, back it up, now let me see your hips SWING
Now drop it low... and let me see your hips SWING
Down to the floor... now let me see your hips SWING
Now drop it low... and let me see your hips SWING

take me out to the ball game
Swing batter batter Swing batter batter Swing batter batter Swing
Swing batter batter Swing batter batter Swing batter batter Swing
(Strike one)
Hey baby do you do come here often
(Strike two)
Hey baby now what's your sign
(Strike three)
Hold on now where you goin'
(He is out)
Jimmy's out next in line
Swing batter batter swing batter batter swing batter batter swing
Swing batter batter swing batter batter swing batter batter swing
(First Base)
Why yes I went to Harvard
(SAFE)
I majored in pre-med
(He's got a big lead)
(Picked off)
Just stayed for one semester
(It could be he's out)
Toms out who's next
Swing batter batter swing batter batter swing batter batter swing
Swing batter batter swing batter batter swing batter batter swing
Swing batter batter swing batter batter swing batter batter swing
Swing batter batter swing batter batter swing batter batter swing
Swing it now
Everybody strikes out nine times out of ten
But you got to step up to the plate son 'cause every now and then
(Fast ball)
She walked right up to me
(Here's the pitch)
Said could I take you home
(Theirs a drive)
Hey boys I'll see you later
(It could be, it...it is!)
Goin' goin' goin' gone

I wish that you and me would be
Inside of a rubber dream
I wish we'd walk and I wish we'd swing
Down to the sunshine thing
I got you and I want my head
I look like I come in death
I don't doubt your word
I don't doubt your word
And it had to be inside my rubber holy dream
It means, it's good.
And it seems that I should go on
Back to where I've been it seems I've gone
I wish I'd seen it all
Inside my covered hole
I think I seen my head
I think I seen my head
I wish I'd seen the time
I wish I could walk in time
I'm making sense in my own way

I wish that you and me would be
Inside of a rubber dream
I wish we'd walk and I wish we'd swing
Down to the sunshine thing
I got you and I want my head
I look like I come in death
I don't doubt your word
I don't doubt your word
And it had to be inside my rubber holy dream
It means, it's good.
And it seems that I should go on
Back to where I've been it seems I've gone
I wish I'd seen it all
Inside my covered hole
I think I seen my head
I think I seen my head
I wish I'd seen the time
I wish I could walk in time
I'm making sense in my own way

Here I come
Force like a vector, radar detector,
abandon you cause I'm a defector
Loyalty reflective, crooked lie objective,
never trust you cause you are deceptive
Base burned sample, lyrics are ample,
don't step to me cause you I will trample
Mainstream averted, tracker inserted,
found something pure, but it was perverted
If I ever got a chance, should I swing
Step to the side, swallow your pride,
ignorance breeds more laws to abide
Ideal in your mind, expectation defined,
picture distorted and you claim what is mine
Battle like war, chaos in store,
money and power always glorify gore
Needless tradition, chose my position,
sprang like a lion to meet opposition
Third verse and I'm gonna burst a new topic
Don't come to front cause you know I'll say stop it
Money you're a liar, printed on a flyer
Turned my back on you and you said fire
All shapes on the wall fall to form one quote
Check out the note that I wrote
And the hip hop hordes that have always been born on the street
Degenerate me

The one desire is to dance the swing
Could catch it all night long
And when I'm riding on that wing
And just for you I'm in the swing
And when I'm riding on that wing
My heart does start to sing
Fur dich allein tanz' ich den swing
Ich hoff' du bleibst noch hier
Vielleicht geh' ich nach zu dir hin
Und dann tanzst du mit mir
And when I'm dancing
I've got to give it all
'Cause it's the only thing
And when I'm waiting
Until last call, I do it for the swing
And when I'm riding on that wing
My heart does start to sing
And when I'm riding on that wing

Open the gate to your apartment complex
You're not getting off that easily
I climb the fence
The one that you've been sitting on
(How long)
Before I'm just a memory
(How long)
Before you can't remember me, remember me
I never had a choice, I never had a choice
To lead the choke-hold mold and romance you [unverified]
I couldn't find the part to fix
The lessons nagging in my brain
(How long)
Before I'm just a memory
(How long)
Before you can't remember me, remember me
Lover, lover on the fence
Bat your eyes, ball your fist and swing
Swing, swing, swing, swing, swing
Lover, lover now tell me this
Passion over consequence
When did the latter take my leave?
Just swing, just swing, swing, swing, swing, swing
I never had a choice, I never had a choice
The evening lit itself
And watched my reservations fall to the floor
Fall to the floor, now sit with me
(How long)
Before I'm just a memory
(How long)
Before you can't remember me, remember me
Lover, lover on the fence
Bat your eyes, ball your fist and swing
Swing, swing, swing, swing, swing
Before you leave, lover, lover, tell me this,
Passion over consequence
When did the latter take my leave?
Just swing, just swing, swing, swing, swing, swing
Open the gate to your apartment complex
Did you forget of your call for me?
(Did you forget it?)
How long did you expect to keep me waiting?
How long before I'm just a memory?
Lover, lover on the fence
Bat your eyes, ball your fists and swing
Swing, swing, swing, swing, swing for me
Lover, love now tell me this
Passion over consequence
Since when did the latter take the lead?

still don抰 mean nothin
was written on the concrete
the words weren抰 on my tongue
so we don抰 talk about it
day nor evenin, fashion or superman
just little warped people, with little black minds
CHORUS:
well I wasn抰 sure just what to think
say the lights went out
somebody, somebody swing
don抰 wanna, don抰 wanna talk anymore
somebody swing, don抰 wanna talk no..no
what if we抮e tainted
who can we lie to
what if we抮e dying
would you just walk around it
(CHORUS)
set your balance, keep your head down,
watch your anger boy, realize you could know
this is balance, look for reason,
this don抰 have to make sense to anybody at all
then everybody, won抰 you swing
no still don抰 mean nothin
words written all over the concrete
all over the concrete
rage gets you out, so you swing

Oh shit, shake that ass ma, move it like a gypsy
Stop, whoa, back it up, now let me see your hips swing
[x2]
Now drop it low (and let me see your hips swing)
Down to the floor (now let me see your hips swing) [x2]
Uh oh, lean back, girl you got some mean racks
You got a mean ass and I really mean that
But can't you see, that I need a girl, that can move
Make her hips swing and look just like you
But come to think about it, I think this club is
crowded
It's kinda hard to do your thing when everyone's
surrounding
So let me form a circle
Everybody step back
I heard somebody yell, "Where's the fuckin' party at?"
Oh shit, shake that ass ma, move it like a gypsy
Stop, whoa, back it up, now let me see your hips swing
[x2]
Now drop it low (and let me see your hips swing)
Down to the floor (now let me see your hips swing) [x2]
Uh oh, let it pop, ladies, drop it like it's hot
Hell yeah, that's the spot, now bring it back to the
Stop, whoa, now back it up, now back it up
Let it rise then watch it dump, shaking your junk in
the trunk
And I like the way you move it smoothly
Now why don't you move that booty to me
I'm trying come up with some thoughts of attack,
Until I heard somebody yellin' out,
"Where's the fuckin' party at?"
Oh shit, shake that ass ma, move it like a gypsy
Stop, whoa, back it up, now let me see your hips swing
[x2]
Now drop it low (and let me see your hips swing)
Down to the floor (now let me see your hips swing) [x2]
Knees bent, ass out, come on push your ass out
Bring it up then back down, bring it up then back down
All my ladies on the floor, all my ladies on the floor
Pick it up then dip it low, pick it up then dip it low
Oh shit, shake that ass ma, move it like a gypsy
Stop, whoa, back it up, now let me see your hips swing
[x2]
Now drop it low (and let me see your hips swing)

(Nick Feldman)
Baby Ben really likes to swing
Baby Ben really feels like a king
As the wail of the horns make his body sway
Peggy Sue likes to rock and roll
Peggy Sue gonna lose control
As electric guitars play all her fears away
Chorus:
You gotta swing down tonight
Swing it real tight
Swing with your baby tonight
You gotta swing down tonight
It's gotta feel right
Swing with your baby tonight
Swing tight with your baby tonight
Swing down, swing down tonight, Swing!
Baby Ben knows just where it's at
Baby Ben wears a pork pie hat
Feeling so cool, he draws his baby in
Peggy Sue don't care for no rules
'Coz Peggy Sue is his queen of cool
Locked in the groove they surrender to the swingRepeat Chorus
Swing, swing, swing, swing
Whether it's rock or it's swing
The groove is the thing
Gather the night around you
'Coz the world belongs to you
Swing with your baby tonight - Swing tight
With your baby tonight

Thought you'd be forever the same
When did you become so easy to change?
Can't like who I won't
No, that's not true, I do know
Just can't figure out how to pin down
There will be no unguarded kisses
Let go of my hand when they're around
They say I'm unsound
But what do they know?
They can't figure out how to get down, down
Soon enough I won't care
Stay in my arms if you dare
You can't romanticize
They are crazy, will only let you down
Try to figure out how to keep you down
They're all alone, I will keep you down
Down, down
Down, down

I remember everything, you were sitting on a swing
Push you up, I pull you down, breaking up, make it up
Everything else fades in mist
This is all a lie, got it all in my mind
If it's not real life, this could be a perfect lie
Followed to the other side, take off clothes and in we
dive
Swimming till the moon shines, right, right
Everything else fades in mist
This is all a lie, got it all in my mind
If it's not real life, this could be a perfect lie
See you're dress underneath the sunset
Suits you well, you're the sunset, suits you well
If it's all fool, a big lie, you wouldn't tell me this
part
If it's just a silly play, you wouldn't let me get this
Everything else fades in mist
This is all a lie, got it all in my mind
If it's not real life, this could be a perfect lie
See you're dress underneath the sunset
Suits you well, you're the sunset, suits you well
This is all a lie, got it all in my mind

Still don't mean nothin'
Was written on the concrete
The words weren't on my tongue
'Cause we don't talk about it
Day or no evenin'
Fashion or superman
Just little warped people
With little black minds
Well, I wasn't sure
Just what to think
Say the lights went out
Somebody, somebody swing
Don't wanna
Don't wanna talk anymore
Somebody swing
Don't wanna talk, no, no
What if we're tainted?
Who can we lie to?
What if we're dying?
Would you just walk around it?
Well, I wasn't sure
Just what to think
Say the lights went out
Somebody, somebody swing
Don't wanna, don't wanna talk anymore
Bring boy, can you bring me down
Can you swing?
Don't wanna, don't wanna talk anymore
Shut your violence
Keep your head down
Watch your anger boy
Realize you could lose
This is violence, look for reason
This don't have to make sense
To anybody at all
Then everybody, won't you swing?
No, still don't mean nothin'
Words written all over the concrete
All over the concrete
Rage gets you out, so you swing
Don't wanna, don't wanna talk anymore
Bring boy, can you bring me down
Can you swing?
Don't wanna, don't wanna talk anymore
I don't wanna talk, no, no, no, no
Can you swing?
Don't wanna, don't wanna talk anymore
Bring boy, can you bring me down
Can you swing?

Oh shit, shake that ass ma, move it like a gypsy
Stop, woah, back it up, now let me see your hips SWING
Stop, woah, back it up, now let me see your hips SWING
Now drop it looooow and let me see your hips SWING
Down to the floooor now let me see your hips SWING
Down to the floooor now let me see your hips SWING
Verse 1
Uh oh, lean back, girl you got some mean racks
You got a mean ass and I really mean that
But can't you see, that I need a girl, that can move
Make her hips SWING - and - look - just like you
But come to think about it, I think this club is crowded
It's kinda hard to do your thing when everyone's surrounding
So let me form a circle everybody step back
I heard somebody yell "Savage where the chorus at?!"
[ Chorus ]
Oh shit, shake that ass ma, move it like a gypsy
Stop, woah, back it up, now let me see your hips SWING
Stop, woah, back it up, now let me see your hips SWING
Now drop it looooow and let me see your hips SWING
Down to the floooor now let me see your hips SWING
Down to the floooor now let me see your hips SWING
Verse 2
Uh oh, let it pop, ladies drop it like it's hot
Hell yeah, that's the spot, now bring it back to the top
Stop! Woah, now back it up, now back it up
Let it rise then watch it dump, shaking your junk in the trunk
And - I - like - the way you move it smoothly
Now why - don't - you move that booty - to - me
I'm tryna come up with some thoughts of attack,
until I heard somebody yellin' out "Savage where the chorus at?!"
[ Chorus ]
Oh shit, shake that ass ma, move it like a gypsy
Stop, woah, back it up, now let me see your hips SWING
Stop, woah, back it up, now let me see your hips SWING
Now drop it looooow and let me see your hips SWING
Down to the floooor now let me see your hips SWING
Down to the floooor now let me see your hips SWING
Bridge x2
Knees bent, ass out, come on push your ass out
(Let me see your hips swing)
Bring it up then back down, bring it up then back down
(Let me see your hips swing)
All my ladies on the floor, all my ladies on the floor
(Let me see your hips swing)
Pick it up then dip it low, pick it up then dip it low
(Let me see your hips swing)
[ Chorus ]
Oh shit, shake that ass ma, move it like a gypsy
Stop, woah, back it up, now let me see your hips SWING
Stop, woah, back it up, now let me see your hips SWING
Now drop it looooow and let me see your hips SWING
Down to the floooor now let me see your hips SWING
Down to the floooor now let me see your hips SWING

Don't give me your swing
I got mines an' that's the thing
Blahzay, blahzay, blahzay, who name bell rings?
Don't give me your swing
I got mine an' that's the thing
Blahzay, blahzay, blahzay, who names bell ring?
Now for the grab the stash to the alley Varner any splash
Tryin' not to crash, swervin', got the la la on the dash
Gettin' bent up in the armored truck, stuck him for his glam
Shit is candy yams, now we movin' on the ancient mans
They usin' psycho vision for the Valentino Gorabani
Fuck Armani Butter, we above these climbs, heist the harbors
Word to godfathers gettin' bleed, chasin' on Savannah
Down to Venice, tellin' sire 'bout my alley runnin' ways
That's how it was 'cuz now they got us blamin' at the fuzz
It's all gun an' poses on a bed of roses gettin' shugged
Wrap him in a rug, leave him on the roof 'til he stink
Hit the pool-hall, fled the Calico an' watch him blink
Movin' on Picaso, paintin' my portraits an' condos
'Cuz when the Lo blows only the Lo knows who don' knows
Don't give me your swing
I got mines an' that's the thing
Blahzay, blahzay, blahzay, who name bell ring?
Don't give me your swing
I got mine an' that's the thing
Blahzay, blahzay, blahzay, who name bell ring?
I don't hate players, I'm from the crown rhyme sayers
'Whatever kid' sayers get down with no delayin'
I play my cards shark style, kings an' aces
Welcome to New York, the illest of all places
I never bleed even through this plaza of greed
You got the rarest, true, ain't game in yo world
Not them Forrest Gump niggas with shades an' S curls
I tilt my crown fly, I'm tryin' to angle you, girl
The me an' you alliance, is no doubt the fly science
We'll prosecute the phony star picks with our style
The million dollar necks, word, go 'head crack a smile
My name is Ish an' that's somethin' even in this tish
Of pimps, players, hustlers an' killahs an' they wish
Your pretty to me, put in me in your frame
Your complex attitude intrigue me, stronger than Blow
You know, we can play the scenes like Pacino an' Pfieffer
My queen'll shine on brinks three karats an' brighter
Finesse in foreign fabrics crit seers tighter
Them clown kids you dealt never belt
I came around swift an' got felt
That champagne brand name style got melt
My man, Killah Jules put me close to these jewels
Thats dropped in the lesson sent to crush fools
Crush 'em, peace
Yo, yo, don't give me your swing
I got mines an' that's the thing
It's not your swing, it's mines an' that's the thing
So all that blahzay, blahzay, blahzay, who name bell rings?