Ewa Kopacz [ˈɛva ˈkɔpat͡ʂ] ( listen) (born December 3, 1956 in Skaryszew) is a Polish politician and a deputy in the Sejm. She is the incumbent Marshal of the Sejm, the only woman to have held the post. In addition, she has been Minister of Health since November 2007. Kopacz has been a member of the Civic Platform since 2001. Prior to entering politics, she was pediatrician and general practitioner.[citation needed]
Kopacz was first elected as a deputy of the Sejm in 2001. She was subsequently re-elected in 2005, 2007 and 2011. In November 2011, she was elected the Marshal of the Sejm.
In 2009 Kopacz became an international presence on the Internet by requesting pharmaceutical companies to present the advantages of swine flu vaccines, and demanding they take full responsibility for the side effects. She advised the Polish government to wait until proper testing had been done on the vaccine before investing in it, citing the fact that seasonal flu exceeds the current WHO criteria for pandemic every year but there has been no declaration of a pandemic of this much more dangerous seasonal flu.[citation needed]
n the beds of a million homes
Lie the broken-hearted
In the rooms in a million hotels
Die the broken-hearted
Tell me why, I just started
In the bridges, in the arches
Lie the broken-hearted
In the bridges, in the arches
Die the broken-hearted
Tell me why, I just started
Remember what God has saved you there
Remember what God has saved you there
Remember what God has saved you there
Remember what God has saved you there
Remember what God has saved you there
Babe you save me
Remember what God has saved you there
Babe you save me
Remember what God has saved you there
Babe you save me
Remember what God has saved you there
Yeah you save me
Remember what God has saved you there
In the subway when You walk home
All those lonely males
Some have long gone
In The bridges, in the arches
Oh I lie, broken-hearted
Remember what God has saved you there
Remember what God has saved you there
Remember what God has saved you there
Remember what God has saved you there
Remember what God has saved you there
Babe you save me
Remember what God has saved you there
Babe you save me
Remember what God has saved you there
Babe you save me
Remember what God has saved you there
Yeah you save me
Remember what God has saved you there
Gotta go now
You gotta go now
You gotta go now
You gotta go now
You gotta go now
You gotta go now
You gotta go now
Remember what God is saying, yeah
Remember what God is saying, yeah
Remember what God is saying, yeah
Oh no, no, no, don't let me down again now now
Oh no, no, no, don't let me down again now now (Baby you save me)
Oh no, no, no (Baby you save me)
Don't let me down again now now (Baby you save me)
Oh no, no, no (yeah you save me)
Don't let Me down again now now
You gotta go now (Remember what God has saved you there)
You gotta go now
[Boots]
We don't make no damn Mickey Mouse music!
* Pam the Funkstress cuts ";I shot the sherriff"; *
F.T.S. with The Coup, whatchu wanna do?
F.T.S., Coup
Chorus: Boots, Clap, Vexx (repeat 2X)
Undas, Cops, Pigs and Shit
They be gettin on my nerves I'm bout to have a fit
I need land, a place where no money is spent
I'll kick back, and live life immaculate (you say)
[Vexx]
Exchange data, no contact, no matta
Eternally, you'll find, information to be, God sent
The soul, my body's bein spent like some dope shit
All the way from across the Atlantic Ocean
See I can't help but talk about the way my people been raped
Right about now, I'm bout to set some shit straight
To all you late bloomers and early consumers, ignore the rumors
who has the made the whole nation backslide, to homicide
Almost and damn near, genocide
We all need to check our soul inside
Have you ever seen a human body landslide?
How bout some tanks doin a driveby
or a bomber droppin napalm from way high?
We long live, but sometimes we got ta die
The whole world's about to bow man, that ain't no lie
You betta find yo'self befo' yo'self takes all your time
[Boots]
One mo' gen now
Chorus
[Clap]
Bump you.. it got to be.. hot to me..
A cop to me.. could burn in hell
We re-bel.. we don't swell like the pressure
Tester.. even leave the best of shakin and
shivering.. WHOOO.. icy cold.. delivery
Deliberately slippery when wet
You moist yet? You check out
the hop-hippin.. it got you flippin while it's slippin
The hippity hop, hit you, cause it get you
so god damn krunk, bang that wild shit; read:
god damn bump, ransom stylist, thick
Rich like 69 dollar shit
Crazy like the Spice Girls, finger lickin, kickin
Sa-vory, fla-vory expedition mission
Free the land Africa, Africa listen..
Listen..
[Boots]
Hah.. bring it back now
Chorus
[Boots]
Can you feel it? I can feel it
..
Now if this party was a class I'd be a teacher
It's F.T.S. and The Coup, a double feature
Now if this party was a car I'd be the driver
I'm rappin third, the mic is smellin like saliva
The emperor, that motherfucker's .. ass naked
We'll take you higher than when you had yo' last dank hit
It's not surprisin that when folks start to uprisin
there's police on the horizon, they been there all along
they just good at they disguisin, the po-po's supposed to keep
the peace they gotta make the bosses money increase
You never seen the police break up a strike
by hittin the BOSS with his baton pipe
And you ain't never gon' see one
but when we take over it's gon' be poppin like Re-Run, huh
Boots from The Coup, lightin the dark like a toker
Much love to my folkers, all aces and jokers
Chorus
F.T.S., The Coup
A-hah
[boots]
We don't make no damn mickey mouse music!
* pam the funkstress cuts "i shot the sherriff" *
F.t.s. with the coup, whatchu wanna do?
F.t.s., coup
Chorus: boots, clap, vexx (repeat 2x)
Undas, cops, pigs and shit
They be gettin on my nerves i'm bout to have a fit
I need land, a place where no money is spent
I'll kick back, and live life immaculate (you say)
[vexx]
Exchange data, no contact, no matta
Eternally, you'll find, information to be, god sent
The soul, my body's bein spent like some dope shit
All the way from across the atlantic ocean
See i can't help but talk about the way my people been raped
Right about now, i'm bout to set some shit straight
To all you late bloomers and early consumers, ignore the rumors
Who has the made the whole nation backslide, to homicide
Almost and damn near, genocide
We all need to check our soul inside
Have you ever seen a human body landslide?
How bout some tanks doin a driveby
Or a bomber droppin napalm from way high?
We long live, but sometimes we got ta die
The whole world's about to bow man, that ain't no lie
You betta find yo'self befo' yo'self takes all your time
[boots]
One mo' gen now
Chorus
[clap]
Bump you. it got to be. hot to me.
A cop to me. could burn in hell
We re-bel. we don't swell like the pressure
Tester. even leave the best of shakin and
Shivering. whooo. icy cold. delivery
Deliberately slippery when wet
You moist yet? you check out
The hop-hippin. it got you flippin while it's slippin
The hippity hop, hit you, cause it get you
So god damn krunk, bang that wild shit; read:
God damn bump, ransom stylist, thick
Rich like 69 dollar shit
Crazy like the spice girls, finger lickin, kickin
Sa-vory, fla-vory expedition mission
Free the land africa, africa listen.
Listen.
[boots]
Hah. bring it back now
Chorus
[boots]
Can you feel it? i can feel it
Now if this party was a class i'd be a teacher
It's f.t.s. and the coup, a double feature
Now if this party was a car i'd be the driver
I'm rappin third, the mic is smellin like saliva
The emperor, that motherfucker's . ass naked
We'll take you higher than when you had yo' last dank hit
It's not surprisin that when folks start to uprisin
There's police on the horizon, they been there all along
They just good at they disguisin, the po-po's supposed to keep
The peace they gotta make the bosses money increase
You never seen the police break up a strike
By hittin the boss with his baton pipe
And you ain't never gon' see one
But when we take over it's gon' be poppin like re-run, huh
Boots from the coup, lightin the dark like a toker
Much love to my folkers, all aces and jokers
Chorus
F.t.s., the coup