The Shiralee (1987)

Actors

• Bryan Brown (actor)
• Norman Kaye (actor)
• Lynette Curran (actress)
• Frank Gallacher (actor)
• Ray Meagher (actor)
• Noni Hazlehurst (actress)
• Tony Morphett (writer)
• Chris Neal (composer)
• Reg Evans (actor)
• Denise Haratzis (editor)
• William Zappa (actor)
• Simon Chilvers (actor)
• Guy Doleman (actor)
• Elizabeth S. Barton (miscellaneous crew)
• Lewis Fitz-Gerald (actor)

Genres

• Drama
• Family

Taglines:

A story as big as a blue sky, as warm as a summer night
The heartwarming novel that became a memorable TV series starring Bryan Brown
The Shiralee. A love story.
Based on the novel by D'Arcy Niland
The Classic Australian Mini-Series
A Special Kind of Love Story...

Fentons völlig verrückte Erfindung (1967)

Actors

• Erik Frey (actor)
• Guido Wieland (actor)
• Peter Vogel (actor)
• Michael Janisch (actor)
• Richard B. Shull (writer)
• Hermann Lanske (director)
• Carl Bosse (actor)
• William Rose (writer)
• Klaus Behrendt (actor)
• Helma Gautier (actress)
• Marie Bardischewski (actress)
• Hellmuth Hron (actor)
• Linde Fulda (actress)
• Armand Ozory (actor)
• Hans Krendelsberger (writer)

Genres

• Drama

• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Fuck That - Bathgate
• Clap Ya Hammers - Bathgate
• Life Is Hard - Bathgate

* [Bathgate]
Now everybody put your middle finger in the air
and repeat after me...(nah fuck that!)
I'm tired of bitches riffin and trippin (nah fuck that!)
You owe a nigga cause he went to prison (nah fuck that!)
You ain't giving head? Ma let me beat it
Oh you a sain't now but you pushing me to eat it (nah fuck that!)
All of a sudden Harlem ain't real like
We ain't up for money, and we started pushing grills? (nah fuck that!)
Everybody saying this and that like Bath be dat nigga
Dat be spittin on them tracks
Like, bullshit record labels
Who, come at me with offers
Like, eight fucking albums and you sure this just a hoax (nah fuck that!)
Fake bad bitches front when you holla
Cause you ain't in the fire, but you walking right beside us (nah fuck that!)
Ma don't let them front on you there
They ain't pay to get it done
but want they fingers in your hair (nah fuck that!)
Bitches with babies asking for dollars
Talkin how they get this Prada
But don't know they baby father
An shorty run around with Gucci on her feet
With a Gap outfit, like that shit is really sweet (nah fuck that!)
Niggaz who charge fifty is shitty (nah fuck that!)
Wack ass albums, nigga come get me (nah fuck that!)
Bath the hottest though, who fuckin wit me
Not that nigga in your box, you really think that nigga hot (nah fuck that!)
Some say that kid ain't nice, cause that song to hot
No that kid didn't write, like I don't ghost write
Like I don't flow tight, who that nigga
that just figure that he wont go like(nah fuck that!)
You know them broads who came at me wrong like
"Boo you look young," but don't know that I'm grown (nah fuck that!)
This is for my teams on the block
push green or da rocks 16's in them glocks (nah fuck that!)
Bitch ass cops with hand triggers (nah fuck that!)
Protect shit and air niggaz
Just a bunch of hate crimes like rape and Louima
And murdering Diallo spittin slugs for no meanings
And they feel its okay, when they set up O.J.
But they wanna bag Jay and Puff and throw the key away (nah fuck that!)
Hollywood rappers who never sold that
Get they jewelry, last week it was gone (nah fuck that!)
Bring back them 4.0''s everybody ain't rich to go add on the 6 (nah fuck that!)
Thats right you only live once
Fuck it, spend how you wanna go
Trick on them stunts, if you do a little Ex
Or, hit a few blunts
Get High! Get Crunk!
Have fun! Get drunk! (nah fuck that!)
Niggaz who come at you with tapes
Like, "It easy cause you signed" and they wont have to wait (nah fuck that!)
Hearing out every beat weight, when you find what you like
Shit, it ain't on the tape (nah fuck that!)
Look dogs I'ma be grave, fuck a feature they don't want
This shit is hot anyway, any day we can battle dog verse for verse
Fuck will I'ma curse, matter fact, FUCKIN JERK! (nah fuck that!)
Aye shorty, if you gon' get the Gucci shoes, get the Gucci outfit to match
Gap don't match with that shit ma...Ya heard?
Harlem is back, expect it and respect it nigga

[TJ:] T.J.
[Bath:] Bathgate nigga
[TJ:] Rico-la nigga
[Bath:] Y'all get ready
[Chorus]
Clap ya hands now people clap now
Clap ya hands now people clap ya hands
[T.J.]
Now what you know bout the kid on the strip
Mack extend a clip
I seen pappy get a brick
or crack from fity fifth
I'm not a game, I'm a gangsta
Slap you with the fifth
Lay low, eh yo! Back up in the mix
I'm a two time felon, two time rebellin
Do crime, do time, no sides are tellin
Rather blow with the case
Never roll with the state
Name hold heavy weight
I sold crack in every state
that I been through
I got plenty shots to send you
Your man too, better back up like an (?)
Whoa, you dudes don't really want it
I cock that glock back, bullets all in your stomach
I'm gangsta, thats with a capital G
Y'all niggas pranksters, don't wanna battle with me
Cause I take it the streets while y'all fakin on beats
The type that wanna speak when y'all faced with the heat
Dat ain't gangsta
[Bathgate]
Naw that ain't gangsta at all
Y'all niggas is soft
I kill style I'm rippen em off
Keep them dudes like hand nails, clippin em off

[Intro:]
Shit!
Sound like Flex touched that joint, alright!
Hey yo!
Some acting like I'm nice too, Shawty!
War, war, war, war!
Gates, gates, war, war
I'm just rapping up, niggas!
Frat boy, mother fucker!
Yeah, aha! Harlem, yeah!
Uh, uh, uh!
Murder, death, kill for the peso
Fuck a plea, cut this boy if I say so
Another nigga talk talk, it's OK, though
Till I send that ass to... with a halo
I'm trying hard not to kill niggas
It's like a full time job not to kill niggas
No fake friends loyal to my real niggas, yeah
No apologies, fuck! how you feel niggas? yeah
And I'm smiling at your bitch though
Whole clique though, cause she feeling niggas
Cut from my cloth no hell figure
I'm from thirty, thirty aims, I'm a villain nigga
Paper touch, let's bill, nigga
I need a vow, though he might be a.. nigga
It's crazy when you love them like your own son
And like Marvin Gaye's pops let 'em whole won!
Hook:
Death gotta be easy cause life is hard
Death gotta be easy, death gotta be easy!
Death gotta be easy, death gotta be easy!
Death gotta be easy cause life is hard
Even your sling crack rock, we got it, we can... shot
Father save me, this is what they gave me, yeah!
I never snitched, just turn shit the gravy
Yeah! Crazy! Give it all just to live and ball
Nigga, get a bigger small to your digit car!
Da, I recall every minute sure
But it's fall whoever fall, my vision fall!
Case is unsolved, do the every in the stove
As a... just revolve to another more!
God, a mother's pain, turn it to the base
Throw it, holler, get it nice and leaves a bitter taste!
Uh, she asked God just to give her grace
Preacher man told her once, gotta give it faith!
But the lifestyle we live, be a nigga's faith
For my son, all I ask, “keep a nigga safe!”
To my future's present, bought a new weapon
In case God hear a nigga late!
Hook:
Death gotta be easy cause life is hard
Death gotta be easy, death gotta be easy!
Death gotta be easy, death gotta be easy!
Death gotta be easy cause life is hard