Writers
Roy Brown
Themes
Celebration
Time
Genres
Rock 'n' Roll
Year
1956
Lyrics
Well, I heard the news
there's good rockin' tonight
Well, I heard the news
There's good rockin' tonight

I'm gonna hold my baby as tight as I can
Tonight she'll know I'm a mighty, mighty man
I heard the news
There's good rockin' tonight

I say, well, meet me in a hurry
behind the barn
Don't you be afraid, darling
I'll do you no harm
I want you to bring
along my rockin' shoes
'Cause tonight I'm gonna rock away
all my blues
I heard the news
There's good rockin' tonight

Well, we're gonna rock
We're gonna rock
Let's rock
Come on and rock
We're gonna rock, all our blues away

Have you heard the news?
Everybody's rockin' tonight
Have you heard the news?
Everybody's rockin' tonight

I'm gonna hold my baby
as tight as I can
Well, tonight she'll know
I'm a mighty, mighty man
I heard the news
There's good rockin' tonight

Well, we're gonna rock, rock, rock
Come on and rock, rock, rock
Well, rock, rock, rock, rock
Let's rock, rock, rock, rock
We're gonna rock, all our blues away
Writers
Roy Brown
Themes
Celebration
Time
Genres
Rock 'n' Roll
Pop
Year
1991
Lyrics
Well, I heard the news
there's good rockin' tonight
Well, I heard the news
There's good rockin' tonight

I'm gonna hold my baby as tight as I can
Tonight she'll know I'm a mighty, mighty man
I heard the news
There's good rockin' tonight

I say, well, meet me in a hurry
behind the barn
Don't you be afraid, darling
I'll do you no harm
I want you to bring
along my rockin' shoes
'Cause tonight I'm gonna rock away
all my blues
I heard the news
There's good rockin' tonight

Well, we're gonna rock
We're gonna rock
Let's rock
Come on and rock
We're gonna rock, all our blues away

Have you heard the news?
Everybody's rockin' tonight
Have you heard the news?
Everybody's rockin' tonight

I'm gonna hold my baby
as tight as I can
Well, tonight she'll know
I'm a mighty, mighty man
I heard the news
There's good rockin' tonight

Well, we're gonna rock, rock, rock
Come on and rock, rock, rock
Well, rock, rock, rock, rock
Let's rock, rock, rock, rock
We're gonna rock, all our blues away
Writers
Roy Brown
Themes
Celebration
Time
Genres
Rock
Year
1973
Lyrics
Well, I heard the news
there's good rockin' tonight
Well, I heard the news
There's good rockin' tonight

I'm gonna hold my baby as tight as I can
Tonight she'll know I'm a mighty, mighty man
I heard the news
There's good rockin' tonight

I say, well, meet me in a hurry
behind the barn
Don't you be afraid, darling
I'll do you no harm
I want you to bring
along my rockin' shoes
'Cause tonight I'm gonna rock away
all my blues
I heard the news
There's good rockin' tonight

Well, we're gonna rock
We're gonna rock
Let's rock
Come on and rock
We're gonna rock, all our blues away

Have you heard the news?
Everybody's rockin' tonight
Have you heard the news?
Everybody's rockin' tonight

I'm gonna hold my baby
as tight as I can
Well, tonight she'll know
I'm a mighty, mighty man
I heard the news
There's good rockin' tonight

Well, we're gonna rock, rock, rock
Come on and rock, rock, rock
Well, rock, rock, rock, rock
Let's rock, rock, rock, rock
We're gonna rock, all our blues away
Writers
Roy Brown
Themes
Celebration
Time
Genres
Soul
Year
1965
Lyrics
Well, I heard the news
there's good rockin' tonight
Well, I heard the news
There's good rockin' tonight

I'm gonna hold my baby as tight as I can
Tonight she'll know I'm a mighty, mighty man
I heard the news
There's good rockin' tonight

I say, well, meet me in a hurry
behind the barn
Don't you be afraid, darling
I'll do you no harm
I want you to bring
along my rockin' shoes
'Cause tonight I'm gonna rock away
all my blues
I heard the news
There's good rockin' tonight

Well, we're gonna rock
We're gonna rock
Let's rock
Come on and rock
We're gonna rock, all our blues away

Have you heard the news?
Everybody's rockin' tonight
Have you heard the news?
Everybody's rockin' tonight

I'm gonna hold my baby
as tight as I can
Well, tonight she'll know
I'm a mighty, mighty man
I heard the news
There's good rockin' tonight

Well, we're gonna rock, rock, rock
Come on and rock, rock, rock
Well, rock, rock, rock, rock
Let's rock, rock, rock, rock
We're gonna rock, all our blues away
Writers
Roy Brown
Themes
Celebration
Time
Genres
Rock 'n' Roll
Year
1954
Lyrics
Well, I heard the news
there's good rockin' tonight
Well, I heard the news
There's good rockin' tonight

I'm gonna hold my baby as tight as I can
Tonight she'll know I'm a mighty, mighty man
I heard the news
There's good rockin' tonight

I say, well, meet me in a hurry
behind the barn
Don't you be afraid, darling
I'll do you no harm
I want you to bring
along my rockin' shoes
'Cause tonight I'm gonna rock away
all my blues
I heard the news
There's good rockin' tonight

Well, we're gonna rock
We're gonna rock
Let's rock
Come on and rock
We're gonna rock, all our blues away

Have you heard the news?
Everybody's rockin' tonight
Have you heard the news?
Everybody's rockin' tonight

I'm gonna hold my baby
as tight as I can
Well, tonight she'll know
I'm a mighty, mighty man
I heard the news
There's good rockin' tonight

Well, we're gonna rock, rock, rock
Come on and rock, rock, rock
Well, rock, rock, rock, rock
Let's rock, rock, rock, rock
We're gonna rock, all our blues away
Writers
Roy Brown
Themes
Celebration
Time
Genres
R&B/Soul
Blues
Year
1947
Lyrics
Well, I heard the news
there's good rockin' tonight
Well, I heard the news
There's good rockin' tonight

I'm gonna hold my baby as tight as I can
Tonight she'll know I'm a mighty, mighty man
I heard the news
There's good rockin' tonight

I say, well, meet me in a hurry
behind the barn
Don't you be afraid, darling
I'll do you no harm
I want you to bring
along my rockin' shoes
'Cause tonight I'm gonna rock away
all my blues
I heard the news
There's good rockin' tonight

Well, we're gonna rock
We're gonna rock
Let's rock
Come on and rock
We're gonna rock, all our blues away

Have you heard the news?
Everybody's rockin' tonight
Have you heard the news?
Everybody's rockin' tonight

I'm gonna hold my baby
as tight as I can
Well, tonight she'll know
I'm a mighty, mighty man
I heard the news
There's good rockin' tonight

Well, we're gonna rock, rock, rock
Come on and rock, rock, rock
Well, rock, rock, rock, rock
Let's rock, rock, rock, rock
We're gonna rock, all our blues away
Writers
Roy Brown
Themes
Celebration
Time
Genres
Blues
R&B/Soul
Year
1948
Lyrics
Well, I heard the news
there's good rockin' tonight
Well, I heard the news
There's good rockin' tonight

I'm gonna hold my baby as tight as I can
Tonight she'll know I'm a mighty, mighty man
I heard the news
There's good rockin' tonight

I say, well, meet me in a hurry
behind the barn
Don't you be afraid, darling
I'll do you no harm
I want you to bring
along my rockin' shoes
'Cause tonight I'm gonna rock away
all my blues
I heard the news
There's good rockin' tonight

Well, we're gonna rock
We're gonna rock
Let's rock
Come on and rock
We're gonna rock, all our blues away

Have you heard the news?
Everybody's rockin' tonight
Have you heard the news?
Everybody's rockin' tonight

I'm gonna hold my baby
as tight as I can
Well, tonight she'll know
I'm a mighty, mighty man
I heard the news
There's good rockin' tonight

Well, we're gonna rock, rock, rock
Come on and rock, rock, rock
Well, rock, rock, rock, rock
Let's rock, rock, rock, rock
We're gonna rock, all our blues away
Writers
Roy Brown
Themes
Celebration
Time
Genres
Rock 'n' Roll
Pop
Year
1958
Lyrics
Well, I heard the news
there's good rockin' tonight
Well, I heard the news
There's good rockin' tonight

I'm gonna hold my baby as tight as I can
Tonight she'll know I'm a mighty, mighty man
I heard the news
There's good rockin' tonight

I say, well, meet me in a hurry
behind the barn
Don't you be afraid, darling
I'll do you no harm
I want you to bring
along my rockin' shoes
'Cause tonight I'm gonna rock away
all my blues
I heard the news
There's good rockin' tonight

Well, we're gonna rock
We're gonna rock
Let's rock
Come on and rock
We're gonna rock, all our blues away

Have you heard the news?
Everybody's rockin' tonight
Have you heard the news?
Everybody's rockin' tonight

I'm gonna hold my baby
as tight as I can
Well, tonight she'll know
I'm a mighty, mighty man
I heard the news
There's good rockin' tonight

Well, we're gonna rock, rock, rock
Come on and rock, rock, rock
Well, rock, rock, rock, rock
Let's rock, rock, rock, rock
We're gonna rock, all our blues away
Writers
Jerry Bock
Sheldon Harnick
Themes
Body
Celebration
Genres
Showtunes
Year
1966
Lyrics
Look at me I am gorgeous.
I am absolutely gorgeous.
There's this avalanche of beauty in one woman and I'm it.
Ahh.
Oh look at the way all of the parts fit together.

Stunning.
See the way my nose stopped running.
I was positive this creature was there inside here ol' me.
All bottled up waiting to get free.
Now I see the real me.

Look at this, look at that.
Look at those, let me just feel me.
Beautiful, glamorous, raidient, ravishing.
Look at the hair.
Look at this shape.
Look everywhere.

I am such a devine me.
Every studio will sign me.
My cup runneth over.
Whoever saw such a complete wow!

Nobody will say no to me now.
No one, is as, gorgeous, as.
Me-Ahhhhhhh.


Writers
Carlton Redenhourshocklee
Chad Jackson
Charles Spurling
Henry Ballard
Kenneth Gamble
Leo Wood
Themes
Celebration
Genres
Dance
Pop
Year
1990
Lyrics
Let’s groove on
‘Cos it’s time to move on
hear the drummer get wicked

Let’s groove on
‘Cos it’s time to move on
hear the drummer get wicked

Let’s groove on
‘Cos it’s time to move on
hear the drummer get wicked

hear the drummer get wicked

Let’s groove on
‘Cos it’s time to move on
hear the drummer get wicked

peace
unity
love
and having fun

peace
unity
love
and having fun

play, play the theme

peace
unity
love
and having fun

Let’s groove on
‘Cos it’s time to move on
hear the drummer get wicked

peace
unity
love
and having fun

Let’s groove on
‘Cos it’s time to move on
hear the drummer get wicked

Let’s groove on
‘Cos it’s time to move on
hear the drummer get wicked

Let’s groove on
‘Cos it’s time to move on
hear the drummer get wicked

play play the theme

hear the drummer get
hear the drummer get
hear the drummer get wicked

Let’s groove on
‘Cos it’s time to move on
hear the drummer get wicked

Now that’s what’s happening
Writers
Marian Grudeff
Raymond Jessell
Themes
Food and Drink
Celebration
Clothing/Apparel
Genres
Jazz
Year
1968
Lyrics
Hold your hats...the roof is 'bout to tumble in
Holy cats...the walls and floors are crumblin'
Hellzapoppin'...hellzapoppin'...hellzapoppin'
The whole gang's whoopin' up the whoop-de-doo

Me oh my...it's gonna be uproarious
We'll fly high...tonight we'll be notorious
Hellzapoppin'...hellzapoppin'...hellzapoppin'
And you're invited to the party too

Better look out...ain't no cook-out
We're playin' this one by ear
We through the book out

It's a bash...the signs are unmistakable
What a smash...we're breakin' all that's breakable
There's no stoppin'...hellzapoppin'...why not drop in
We won't stop until the night is through

(instrumental break)

We won't tire...we'll fly higher
We'll be hotter by far
Than a floor on fire

Raise your glass...the party will be riotous
What a gas...the cops will never quiet us
There's no stoppin'...hellzapoppin'...hellzapoppin'
We'll be hellzapoppin' till the night is through
Writers
A J Piron
Clarence Williams
Themes
Celebration
Genres
Jazz
Vintage
Instrumental
Year
1930
Lyrics
Writers
James Brown
Themes
Body
Food and Drink
Celebration
Love
Genres
R&B/Soul
Pop
Year
1993
Lyrics
I FEEL GOOD
James Brown

Whoa-oa-oa! I feel good, I knew that I would, now
I feel good, I knew that I would, now
So good, so good, I got you

Whoa! I feel nice, like sugar and spice
I feel nice, like sugar and spice
So nice, so nice, I got you

{ sax, two licks to bridge }

When I hold you in my arms
I know that I can't do no wrong
and when I hold you in my arms
My love won't do you no harm

and I feel nice, like sugar and spice
I feel nice, like sugar and spice
So nice, so nice, I got you

{ sax, two licks to bridge }

When I hold you in my arms
I know that I can't do no wrong
and when I hold you in my arms
My love can't do me no harm

and I feel nice, like sugar and spice
I feel nice, like sugar and spice
So nice, so nice, I got you

Whoa! I feel good, I knew that I would, now
I feel good, I knew that I would
So good, so good, I got you
So good, so good, I got you
So good, so good, I got you
HEY!!
Writers
James Brown
Themes
Body
Food and Drink
Celebration
Love
Happiness
Genres
R&B/Soul
Year
1965
Lyrics
I FEEL GOOD
James Brown

Whoa-oa-oa! I feel good, I knew that I would, now
I feel good, I knew that I would, now
So good, so good, I got you

Whoa! I feel nice, like sugar and spice
I feel nice, like sugar and spice
So nice, so nice, I got you

{ sax, two licks to bridge }

When I hold you in my arms
I know that I can't do no wrong
and when I hold you in my arms
My love won't do you no harm

and I feel nice, like sugar and spice
I feel nice, like sugar and spice
So nice, so nice, I got you

{ sax, two licks to bridge }

When I hold you in my arms
I know that I can't do no wrong
and when I hold you in my arms
My love can't do me no harm

and I feel nice, like sugar and spice
I feel nice, like sugar and spice
So nice, so nice, I got you

Whoa! I feel good, I knew that I would, now
I feel good, I knew that I would
So good, so good, I got you
So good, so good, I got you
So good, so good, I got you
HEY!!
Writers
James Brown
Themes
Body
Food and Drink
Celebration
Love
Genres
Dance
R&B/Soul
Year
1992
Lyrics
I FEEL GOOD
James Brown

Whoa-oa-oa! I feel good, I knew that I would, now
I feel good, I knew that I would, now
So good, so good, I got you

Whoa! I feel nice, like sugar and spice
I feel nice, like sugar and spice
So nice, so nice, I got you

{ sax, two licks to bridge }

When I hold you in my arms
I know that I can't do no wrong
and when I hold you in my arms
My love won't do you no harm

and I feel nice, like sugar and spice
I feel nice, like sugar and spice
So nice, so nice, I got you

{ sax, two licks to bridge }

When I hold you in my arms
I know that I can't do no wrong
and when I hold you in my arms
My love can't do me no harm

and I feel nice, like sugar and spice
I feel nice, like sugar and spice
So nice, so nice, I got you

Whoa! I feel good, I knew that I would, now
I feel good, I knew that I would
So good, so good, I got you
So good, so good, I got you
So good, so good, I got you
HEY!!
Writers
James Brown
Themes
Body
Food and Drink
Celebration
Love
Genres
R&B/Soul
Year
1992
Lyrics
I FEEL GOOD
James Brown

Whoa-oa-oa! I feel good, I knew that I would, now
I feel good, I knew that I would, now
So good, so good, I got you

Whoa! I feel nice, like sugar and spice
I feel nice, like sugar and spice
So nice, so nice, I got you

{ sax, two licks to bridge }

When I hold you in my arms
I know that I can't do no wrong
and when I hold you in my arms
My love won't do you no harm

and I feel nice, like sugar and spice
I feel nice, like sugar and spice
So nice, so nice, I got you

{ sax, two licks to bridge }

When I hold you in my arms
I know that I can't do no wrong
and when I hold you in my arms
My love can't do me no harm

and I feel nice, like sugar and spice
I feel nice, like sugar and spice
So nice, so nice, I got you

Whoa! I feel good, I knew that I would, now
I feel good, I knew that I would
So good, so good, I got you
So good, so good, I got you
So good, so good, I got you
HEY!!
Writers
James Brown
Themes
Body
Food and Drink
Celebration
Love
Genres
Reggae/Ska
Year
1995
Lyrics
I FEEL GOOD
James Brown

Whoa-oa-oa! I feel good, I knew that I would, now
I feel good, I knew that I would, now
So good, so good, I got you

Whoa! I feel nice, like sugar and spice
I feel nice, like sugar and spice
So nice, so nice, I got you

{ sax, two licks to bridge }

When I hold you in my arms
I know that I can't do no wrong
and when I hold you in my arms
My love won't do you no harm

and I feel nice, like sugar and spice
I feel nice, like sugar and spice
So nice, so nice, I got you

{ sax, two licks to bridge }

When I hold you in my arms
I know that I can't do no wrong
and when I hold you in my arms
My love can't do me no harm

and I feel nice, like sugar and spice
I feel nice, like sugar and spice
So nice, so nice, I got you

Whoa! I feel good, I knew that I would, now
I feel good, I knew that I would
So good, so good, I got you
So good, so good, I got you
So good, so good, I got you
HEY!!
Writers
Sylvester Stewart
Themes
Celebration
Happiness
Genres
Rock
Year
1999
Lyrics
Feeling's gettin stronger
Music's gettin longer too
Music is flashin me
I want to take you higher
Baby baby baby light my fire

Boom shaka-laka-laka Boom shaka-laka-laka

Feeling's nitty-gritty
Sound is in the city too
Music's still flashin' me
Don't ya want to get higher
Baby baby baby light my fire.

Boom shaka-laka-laka Boom shaka-laka-laka

Harmonica solo
Higher!

C'mon light my fire
Want to take you higher

Boom shaka-laka-laka Boom shaka-laka-laka

Feeling that should make you move
Sounds that should help you groove
Music still flashin' me
Take your places
I want to take you higher
Baby baby baby light my fire.

Guitar solo

Boom shaka-laka-laka Boom shaka-laka-laka

Higher!
Let's take you, do you wanna go, etc.

Trumpet solo

Boom shaka-laka-laka Boom shaka-laka-laka, Higher!

Bass solo

Boom shaka-laka-laka Boom shaka-laka-laka, Higher!

Sax solo

Boom shaka-laka-laka Boom shaka-laka-laka
Writers
Sylvester Stewart
Themes
Celebration
Happiness
Genres
R&B/Soul
Pop
Year
1971
Lyrics
Feeling's gettin stronger
Music's gettin longer too
Music is flashin me
I want to take you higher
Baby baby baby light my fire

Boom shaka-laka-laka Boom shaka-laka-laka

Feeling's nitty-gritty
Sound is in the city too
Music's still flashin' me
Don't ya want to get higher
Baby baby baby light my fire.

Boom shaka-laka-laka Boom shaka-laka-laka

Harmonica solo
Higher!

C'mon light my fire
Want to take you higher

Boom shaka-laka-laka Boom shaka-laka-laka

Feeling that should make you move
Sounds that should help you groove
Music still flashin' me
Take your places
I want to take you higher
Baby baby baby light my fire.

Guitar solo

Boom shaka-laka-laka Boom shaka-laka-laka

Higher!
Let's take you, do you wanna go, etc.

Trumpet solo

Boom shaka-laka-laka Boom shaka-laka-laka, Higher!

Bass solo

Boom shaka-laka-laka Boom shaka-laka-laka, Higher!

Sax solo

Boom shaka-laka-laka Boom shaka-laka-laka
Writers
Sylvester Stewart
Themes
Celebration
Happiness
Genres
R&B/Soul
Year
1969
Lyrics
Feeling's gettin stronger
Music's gettin longer too
Music is flashin me
I want to take you higher
Baby baby baby light my fire

Boom shaka-laka-laka Boom shaka-laka-laka

Feeling's nitty-gritty
Sound is in the city too
Music's still flashin' me
Don't ya want to get higher
Baby baby baby light my fire.

Boom shaka-laka-laka Boom shaka-laka-laka

Harmonica solo
Higher!

C'mon light my fire
Want to take you higher

Boom shaka-laka-laka Boom shaka-laka-laka

Feeling that should make you move
Sounds that should help you groove
Music still flashin' me
Take your places
I want to take you higher
Baby baby baby light my fire.

Guitar solo

Boom shaka-laka-laka Boom shaka-laka-laka

Higher!
Let's take you, do you wanna go, etc.

Trumpet solo

Boom shaka-laka-laka Boom shaka-laka-laka, Higher!

Bass solo

Boom shaka-laka-laka Boom shaka-laka-laka, Higher!

Sax solo

Boom shaka-laka-laka Boom shaka-laka-laka
Writers
Sylvester Stewart
Themes
Celebration
Happiness
Genres
Rock
Year
1995
Lyrics
Feeling's gettin stronger
Music's gettin longer too
Music is flashin me
I want to take you higher
Baby baby baby light my fire

Boom shaka-laka-laka Boom shaka-laka-laka

Feeling's nitty-gritty
Sound is in the city too
Music's still flashin' me
Don't ya want to get higher
Baby baby baby light my fire.

Boom shaka-laka-laka Boom shaka-laka-laka

Harmonica solo
Higher!

C'mon light my fire
Want to take you higher

Boom shaka-laka-laka Boom shaka-laka-laka

Feeling that should make you move
Sounds that should help you groove
Music still flashin' me
Take your places
I want to take you higher
Baby baby baby light my fire.

Guitar solo

Boom shaka-laka-laka Boom shaka-laka-laka

Higher!
Let's take you, do you wanna go, etc.

Trumpet solo

Boom shaka-laka-laka Boom shaka-laka-laka, Higher!

Bass solo

Boom shaka-laka-laka Boom shaka-laka-laka, Higher!

Sax solo

Boom shaka-laka-laka Boom shaka-laka-laka
Writers
Steve Cropper
Wilson Pickett
Themes
Celebration
Inspirational
Time
Genres
Rock 'n' Roll
Year
1968
Lyrics
I'm gonna wait till the stars come out,
And see that twinkle in your eyes.
I'm gonna wait till the midnight hour.
That's when my love begins to shine,
You're the only girl I know,
That really love me so,
In the midnight hour.
Oh, yeah, in the midnight hour.

Yeah, alright, play it for me one time now.

[Instrumental break.]

I'm gonna wait till the midnight hour,
That's when my love comes tumblin' down.
I'm gonna wait, way in the midnight hour,
That's when my love begins to shine.

Just you and I.
Oh, baby, ha! Just you and I.
Nobody around baby, just you and I.
All right, you know what?
I'm gonna hold you in my arms.
Just you and I.
[Fade.]
Oh, yeah, in the midnight hour.
Oh, baby, in the midnight hour.

Writers
Althea Forrest
Debi Nova
Donna Reid
Eric Barrier
Errol Thompson
James Brown
Joe Gibbs
Mark Ronson
Sean Henriques
William Griffin
Themes
Names
Celebration
Places
Genres
Pop
Hip Hop
Year
2003
Lyrics
Well in come di ting dem a call di ol' to di new
Dun know a say Sean-A-Paul a get it fi new
Mark Ronson and Debbie Nova pon di track
Dutty haffi bring it come back
A Dutty Yeah!

Don't worry baby I'm a naturalist
I got ya livin in Wonderland like ya name was Alice
And ova here we don't keep malice
We just keepin it live, we get our just ago bun gallis
Dey say ya girls can't understand it
Well I an I, Sean-A-Paul and well dey a nuh fret pon it
So tell ya sistren get pon it
A mek we roll inna di right part, pass di Cris, and bump di Chris Wallace
I got di crisp bills inna mi wallet
And yuh should know when mi floss ain't nobody a cyaan come stall it
Anyting ya want nuh fear fi call it
Sean-A-Paul, Mark Ronson we a dey pon di top alla it

All day, all night
Ready fi get di cook up hype an
Ya see we nah stray, we roll tight
Alla mi girls get ya hands up for mi hype
All night, all day
Dutty Rockin' it from Kingston J-A
Let's ride, all night
It's alright

You can take me there (yeah, mon)
Damn right, that's if I go anyweh (Girl I'll take you there)
Ohhh, we're off to San Jose (Oonu girl)
Then we'll see you and me back down to J-A (International Affair)
Oh baby

She a take di Bible out the city girl
An we normal back it wit we it is a crazy and a tricky world
Forget ti bring it ya hippie girl
We gonna tug it inna di club, shake ya ass mek ya titties swirl
Di way ya heart a nuh go flop me nuh ga ease up
Woman fi make mi blood pressure, start to increase up
Cold shoulder wey you a give me, mek me freeze up
What's di hold up, what's di tease up
My girl, I just want di chance to make ya body please up
Too much dog wey ya hang with, dem all a fleas up
Now ya say ya waan fi come smoke all a mi trees up
All mi gangstas and all mi G's up
Yo, yo

All day, all night
Ready fi get di cook up hype an
Ya see we nah stray, we roll tight
Alla mi girls get ya hands up for mi hype
All night, all day
Dutty Rockin' it from Kingston J-A
Let's ride, all night
It's alright

You can take me there (that's right)
Damn right, that's if I go anyweh (Girl I'll take you there)
Ohhh, we're off to San Jose (Uh, yo, hey, yo)
Then we'll see you and me back down to J-A (International Affair)
Oh baby

[Sean Paul]
Yo, yo, yo
Sean-A-Paul, Debbie Nova
Bounce pon di track, it can't ever ova
Dutty a dem a kill, di lyrical exploda
Mark Ronson a help wit mi crossova

All day, all night
Dutty dem a kill it, Dutty Dutty dem a kill it
All night, all day
Dutty dem a kill it, Dutty Dutty dem a kill it
All day, all night
Dutty dem a kill it, so we do it all night
All night, all day

All day, all night
Ready fi get di cook up hype an
Ya see we nah stray, we roll tight
Alla mi girls get ya hands up for mi hype
All night, all day
Dutty Rockin' it from Kingston J-A
Let's ride, all night
It's alright
Writers
Jerry Leiber
Mike Stoller
Themes
Names
Celebration
Colours
Numbers
Genres
Blues
Rock 'n' Roll
Pop
Year
1980
Lyrics
The warden threw a party in the county jail.
The prison band was there and they began to wail.
The band was jumpin and the joint began to swing.
You should've heard those knocked out jailbirds sing.
Lets rock, everybody, lets rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin to the jailhouse rock.

Spider Murphy played the tenor saxophone,
Little Joe was blowin on the slide trombone.
The drummer boy from Illinois went crash, boom, bang,
The whole rhythm section was the purple gang.
Lets rock, everybody, lets rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin to the jailhouse rock.

Number forty-seven said to number three:
You're the cutest jailbird I ever did see.
I sure would be delighted with your company,
Come on and do the jailhouse rock with me.
Lets rock, everybody, lets rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin to the jailhouse rock.

The sad sack was a sittin on a block of stone
Way over in the corner weepin all alone.
The warden said, hey, buddy, don't you be no square.
If you can't find a partner use a wooden chair.
Lets rock, everybody, lets rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin to the jailhouse rock.

Shifty Henry said to bugs, for heavens sake,
No ones lookin, now's our chance to make a break.
Bugsy turned to shifty and he said, nix nix,
I wanna stick around a while and get my kicks.
Lets rock, everybody, lets rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin to the jailhouse rock.

Writers
Jerry Leiber
Mike Stoller
Themes
Celebration
Happiness
Time
Numbers
Genres
Rock 'n' Roll
Year
1967
Lyrics
The warden threw a party in the county jail.
The prison band was there and they began to wail.
The band was jumpin and the joint began to swing.
You should've heard those knocked out jailbirds sing.
Lets rock, everybody, lets rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin to the jailhouse rock.

Spider Murphy played the tenor saxophone,
Little Joe was blowin on the slide trombone.
The drummer boy from Illinois went crash, boom, bang,
The whole rhythm section was the purple gang.
Lets rock, everybody, lets rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin to the jailhouse rock.

Number forty-seven said to number three:
You're the cutest jailbird I ever did see.
I sure would be delighted with your company,
Come on and do the jailhouse rock with me.
Lets rock, everybody, lets rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin to the jailhouse rock.

The sad sack was a sittin on a block of stone
Way over in the corner weepin all alone.
The warden said, hey, buddy, don't you be no square.
If you can't find a partner use a wooden chair.
Lets rock, everybody, lets rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin to the jailhouse rock.

Shifty Henry said to bugs, for heavens sake,
No ones lookin, now's our chance to make a break.
Bugsy turned to shifty and he said, nix nix,
I wanna stick around a while and get my kicks.
Lets rock, everybody, lets rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin to the jailhouse rock.

Writers
Jerry Leiber
Mike Stoller
Themes
Celebration
Happiness
Time
Numbers
Genres
Rock 'n' Roll
Year
1970
Lyrics
The warden threw a party in the county jail.
The prison band was there and they began to wail.
The band was jumpin and the joint began to swing.
You should've heard those knocked out jailbirds sing.
Lets rock, everybody, lets rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin to the jailhouse rock.

Spider Murphy played the tenor saxophone,
Little Joe was blowin on the slide trombone.
The drummer boy from Illinois went crash, boom, bang,
The whole rhythm section was the purple gang.
Lets rock, everybody, lets rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin to the jailhouse rock.

Number forty-seven said to number three:
You're the cutest jailbird I ever did see.
I sure would be delighted with your company,
Come on and do the jailhouse rock with me.
Lets rock, everybody, lets rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin to the jailhouse rock.

The sad sack was a sittin on a block of stone
Way over in the corner weepin all alone.
The warden said, hey, buddy, don't you be no square.
If you can't find a partner use a wooden chair.
Lets rock, everybody, lets rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin to the jailhouse rock.

Shifty Henry said to bugs, for heavens sake,
No ones lookin, now's our chance to make a break.
Bugsy turned to shifty and he said, nix nix,
I wanna stick around a while and get my kicks.
Lets rock, everybody, lets rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin to the jailhouse rock.

Writers
Jerry Leiber
Mike Stoller
Themes
Celebration
Time
Numbers
Genres
Rock 'n' Roll
Year
0
Lyrics
The warden threw a party in the county jail.
The prison band was there and they began to wail.
The band was jumpin and the joint began to swing.
You should've heard those knocked out jailbirds sing.
Lets rock, everybody, lets rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin to the jailhouse rock.

Spider Murphy played the tenor saxophone,
Little Joe was blowin on the slide trombone.
The drummer boy from Illinois went crash, boom, bang,
The whole rhythm section was the purple gang.
Lets rock, everybody, lets rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin to the jailhouse rock.

Number forty-seven said to number three:
You're the cutest jailbird I ever did see.
I sure would be delighted with your company,
Come on and do the jailhouse rock with me.
Lets rock, everybody, lets rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin to the jailhouse rock.

The sad sack was a sittin on a block of stone
Way over in the corner weepin all alone.
The warden said, hey, buddy, don't you be no square.
If you can't find a partner use a wooden chair.
Lets rock, everybody, lets rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin to the jailhouse rock.

Shifty Henry said to bugs, for heavens sake,
No ones lookin, now's our chance to make a break.
Bugsy turned to shifty and he said, nix nix,
I wanna stick around a while and get my kicks.
Lets rock, everybody, lets rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin to the jailhouse rock.

Writers
Jerry Leiber
Mike Stoller
Themes
Celebration
Happiness
Time
Numbers
Genres
Rock 'n' Roll
Year
1985
Lyrics
The warden threw a party in the county jail.
The prison band was there and they began to wail.
The band was jumpin and the joint began to swing.
You should've heard those knocked out jailbirds sing.
Lets rock, everybody, lets rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin to the jailhouse rock.

Spider Murphy played the tenor saxophone,
Little Joe was blowin on the slide trombone.
The drummer boy from Illinois went crash, boom, bang,
The whole rhythm section was the purple gang.
Lets rock, everybody, lets rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin to the jailhouse rock.

Number forty-seven said to number three:
You're the cutest jailbird I ever did see.
I sure would be delighted with your company,
Come on and do the jailhouse rock with me.
Lets rock, everybody, lets rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin to the jailhouse rock.

The sad sack was a sittin on a block of stone
Way over in the corner weepin all alone.
The warden said, hey, buddy, don't you be no square.
If you can't find a partner use a wooden chair.
Lets rock, everybody, lets rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin to the jailhouse rock.

Shifty Henry said to bugs, for heavens sake,
No ones lookin, now's our chance to make a break.
Bugsy turned to shifty and he said, nix nix,
I wanna stick around a while and get my kicks.
Lets rock, everybody, lets rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin to the jailhouse rock.

Writers
Jerry Leiber
Mike Stoller
Themes
Celebration
Happiness
Time
Numbers
Genres
Rock 'n' Roll
Year
1969
Lyrics
The warden threw a party in the county jail.
The prison band was there and they began to wail.
The band was jumpin and the joint began to swing.
You should've heard those knocked out jailbirds sing.
Lets rock, everybody, lets rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin to the jailhouse rock.

Spider Murphy played the tenor saxophone,
Little Joe was blowin on the slide trombone.
The drummer boy from Illinois went crash, boom, bang,
The whole rhythm section was the purple gang.
Lets rock, everybody, lets rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin to the jailhouse rock.

Number forty-seven said to number three:
You're the cutest jailbird I ever did see.
I sure would be delighted with your company,
Come on and do the jailhouse rock with me.
Lets rock, everybody, lets rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin to the jailhouse rock.

The sad sack was a sittin on a block of stone
Way over in the corner weepin all alone.
The warden said, hey, buddy, don't you be no square.
If you can't find a partner use a wooden chair.
Lets rock, everybody, lets rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin to the jailhouse rock.

Shifty Henry said to bugs, for heavens sake,
No ones lookin, now's our chance to make a break.
Bugsy turned to shifty and he said, nix nix,
I wanna stick around a while and get my kicks.
Lets rock, everybody, lets rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin to the jailhouse rock.

Writers
Jerry Leiber
Mike Stoller
Themes
Celebration
Happiness
Time
Numbers
Genres
Rock 'n' Roll
Year
0
Lyrics
The warden threw a party in the county jail.
The prison band was there and they began to wail.
The band was jumpin and the joint began to swing.
You should've heard those knocked out jailbirds sing.
Lets rock, everybody, lets rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin to the jailhouse rock.

Spider Murphy played the tenor saxophone,
Little Joe was blowin on the slide trombone.
The drummer boy from Illinois went crash, boom, bang,
The whole rhythm section was the purple gang.
Lets rock, everybody, lets rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin to the jailhouse rock.

Number forty-seven said to number three:
You're the cutest jailbird I ever did see.
I sure would be delighted with your company,
Come on and do the jailhouse rock with me.
Lets rock, everybody, lets rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin to the jailhouse rock.

The sad sack was a sittin on a block of stone
Way over in the corner weepin all alone.
The warden said, hey, buddy, don't you be no square.
If you can't find a partner use a wooden chair.
Lets rock, everybody, lets rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin to the jailhouse rock.

Shifty Henry said to bugs, for heavens sake,
No ones lookin, now's our chance to make a break.
Bugsy turned to shifty and he said, nix nix,
I wanna stick around a while and get my kicks.
Lets rock, everybody, lets rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin to the jailhouse rock.

Writers
Jerry Leiber
Mike Stoller
Themes
Names
Celebration
Colours
Numbers
Genres
Rock 'n' Roll
Rock
Year
1958
Lyrics
The warden threw a party in the county jail.
The prison band was there and they began to wail.
The band was jumpin and the joint began to swing.
You should've heard those knocked out jailbirds sing.
Lets rock, everybody, lets rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin to the jailhouse rock.

Spider Murphy played the tenor saxophone,
Little Joe was blowin on the slide trombone.
The drummer boy from Illinois went crash, boom, bang,
The whole rhythm section was the purple gang.
Lets rock, everybody, lets rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin to the jailhouse rock.

Number forty-seven said to number three:
You're the cutest jailbird I ever did see.
I sure would be delighted with your company,
Come on and do the jailhouse rock with me.
Lets rock, everybody, lets rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin to the jailhouse rock.

The sad sack was a sittin on a block of stone
Way over in the corner weepin all alone.
The warden said, hey, buddy, don't you be no square.
If you can't find a partner use a wooden chair.
Lets rock, everybody, lets rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin to the jailhouse rock.

Shifty Henry said to bugs, for heavens sake,
No ones lookin, now's our chance to make a break.
Bugsy turned to shifty and he said, nix nix,
I wanna stick around a while and get my kicks.
Lets rock, everybody, lets rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin to the jailhouse rock.

Writers
Jerry Leiber
Mike Stoller
Themes
Celebration
Happiness
Time
Numbers
Genres
Rock 'n' Roll
Year
0
Lyrics
The warden threw a party in the county jail.
The prison band was there and they began to wail.
The band was jumpin and the joint began to swing.
You should've heard those knocked out jailbirds sing.
Lets rock, everybody, lets rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin to the jailhouse rock.

Spider Murphy played the tenor saxophone,
Little Joe was blowin on the slide trombone.
The drummer boy from Illinois went crash, boom, bang,
The whole rhythm section was the purple gang.
Lets rock, everybody, lets rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin to the jailhouse rock.

Number forty-seven said to number three:
You're the cutest jailbird I ever did see.
I sure would be delighted with your company,
Come on and do the jailhouse rock with me.
Lets rock, everybody, lets rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin to the jailhouse rock.

The sad sack was a sittin on a block of stone
Way over in the corner weepin all alone.
The warden said, hey, buddy, don't you be no square.
If you can't find a partner use a wooden chair.
Lets rock, everybody, lets rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin to the jailhouse rock.

Shifty Henry said to bugs, for heavens sake,
No ones lookin, now's our chance to make a break.
Bugsy turned to shifty and he said, nix nix,
I wanna stick around a while and get my kicks.
Lets rock, everybody, lets rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin to the jailhouse rock.

Writers
Jerry Leiber
Mike Stoller
Themes
Celebration
Happiness
Time
Numbers
Genres
Rock 'n' Roll
Year
1969
Lyrics
The warden threw a party in the county jail.
The prison band was there and they began to wail.
The band was jumpin and the joint began to swing.
You should've heard those knocked out jailbirds sing.
Lets rock, everybody, lets rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin to the jailhouse rock.

Spider Murphy played the tenor saxophone,
Little Joe was blowin on the slide trombone.
The drummer boy from Illinois went crash, boom, bang,
The whole rhythm section was the purple gang.
Lets rock, everybody, lets rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin to the jailhouse rock.

Number forty-seven said to number three:
You're the cutest jailbird I ever did see.
I sure would be delighted with your company,
Come on and do the jailhouse rock with me.
Lets rock, everybody, lets rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin to the jailhouse rock.

The sad sack was a sittin on a block of stone
Way over in the corner weepin all alone.
The warden said, hey, buddy, don't you be no square.
If you can't find a partner use a wooden chair.
Lets rock, everybody, lets rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin to the jailhouse rock.

Shifty Henry said to bugs, for heavens sake,
No ones lookin, now's our chance to make a break.
Bugsy turned to shifty and he said, nix nix,
I wanna stick around a while and get my kicks.
Lets rock, everybody, lets rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin to the jailhouse rock.

Writers
Jerry Leiber
Mike Stoller
Themes
Celebration
Happiness
Time
Numbers
Genres
Rock 'n' Roll
Year
0
Lyrics
The warden threw a party in the county jail.
The prison band was there and they began to wail.
The band was jumpin and the joint began to swing.
You should've heard those knocked out jailbirds sing.
Lets rock, everybody, lets rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin to the jailhouse rock.

Spider Murphy played the tenor saxophone,
Little Joe was blowin on the slide trombone.
The drummer boy from Illinois went crash, boom, bang,
The whole rhythm section was the purple gang.
Lets rock, everybody, lets rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin to the jailhouse rock.

Number forty-seven said to number three:
You're the cutest jailbird I ever did see.
I sure would be delighted with your company,
Come on and do the jailhouse rock with me.
Lets rock, everybody, lets rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin to the jailhouse rock.

The sad sack was a sittin on a block of stone
Way over in the corner weepin all alone.
The warden said, hey, buddy, don't you be no square.
If you can't find a partner use a wooden chair.
Lets rock, everybody, lets rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin to the jailhouse rock.

Shifty Henry said to bugs, for heavens sake,
No ones lookin, now's our chance to make a break.
Bugsy turned to shifty and he said, nix nix,
I wanna stick around a while and get my kicks.
Lets rock, everybody, lets rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin to the jailhouse rock.

Writers
Jerry Leiber
Mike Stoller
Themes
Celebration
Happiness
Time
Numbers
Genres
Rock 'n' Roll
Dance
Year
2011
Lyrics
The warden threw a party in the county jail.
The prison band was there and they began to wail.
The band was jumpin and the joint began to swing.
You should've heard those knocked out jailbirds sing.
Lets rock, everybody, lets rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin to the jailhouse rock.

Spider Murphy played the tenor saxophone,
Little Joe was blowin on the slide trombone.
The drummer boy from Illinois went crash, boom, bang,
The whole rhythm section was the purple gang.
Lets rock, everybody, lets rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin to the jailhouse rock.

Number forty-seven said to number three:
You're the cutest jailbird I ever did see.
I sure would be delighted with your company,
Come on and do the jailhouse rock with me.
Lets rock, everybody, lets rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin to the jailhouse rock.

The sad sack was a sittin on a block of stone
Way over in the corner weepin all alone.
The warden said, hey, buddy, don't you be no square.
If you can't find a partner use a wooden chair.
Lets rock, everybody, lets rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin to the jailhouse rock.

Shifty Henry said to bugs, for heavens sake,
No ones lookin, now's our chance to make a break.
Bugsy turned to shifty and he said, nix nix,
I wanna stick around a while and get my kicks.
Lets rock, everybody, lets rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin to the jailhouse rock.

Writers
John Mayall
Themes
Names
Celebration
Genres
Blues
Year
1981
Lyrics
Gon' tell you a story, stick around
A man I know found us out
John Lee Hooker, he's the boogie king
If you have music, hear it ring

John Lee Boogie, king of the boogie
John Lee Boogie, oh, do the boogie

Just clap your hands, tell your friend
Raise your voices till the end
Groove into it, stomp your feet
John lee boogie, can't be beat

John Lee Boogie, king of the boogie
John Lee Boogie, oh, do the boogie

Feel that spirit in your soul
Boogie children, let it roll
That's my story, hear me say
For John Lee Hooker, boogie king

John Lee Boogie, king of the boogie
John Lee Boogie
Writers
Barney McKenna
Ciaran Bourke
John Sheahan
Luke Kelly
Ronnie Drew
Themes
Names
Celebration
Inspirational
Weather
Country/Nature
Places
Colours
Numbers
Genres
folk
Year
1967
Lyrics
What's the news, what's the news oh my bold Shelmalier
With your long barrelled guns from the sea
Say what wind from the south brings a messenger here
With the hymn of the dawn for the free
Goodly news, goodly news do I bring youth of Forth
Goodly news shall you hear Bargy man
For the boys march at dawn from the south to the north
Led by Kelly the boy from Killan

Tell me who is that giant with the gold curling hair
He who rides at the head of your band
Seven feet is his height with some inches to spare
And he looks like a king in command
Ah my boys that's the pride of the bold Shelmaliers
'Mongst greatest of hero's a man
Fling your beavers aloft and give three ringing cheers
For John Kelly the boy from Killan

Enniscorthy's in flames and old Wexford is won
And tomorrow the Barrow we will cross
On a hill o'er the town we have planted a gun
That will batter the gateway to Ross
All the Forth men and Bargy men will march o'er the heath
With brave Harvey to lead in the van
But the foremost of all in that grim gap of death
Will be Kelly the boy from Killan

But the gold sun of freedom grew darkened at Ross
And it set by the Slaney's red waves
And poor Wexford stripped naked, hung high on a cross
With her heart pierced by traitors and slaves
Glory-o, glory-o to her brave sons who died
For the cause of long down trodden man
Glory-o to Mount Leinster's own darling and pride
Dauntless Kelly the boy from Killan

Writers
Jerry Leiber
Mike Stoller
Themes
Names
Food and Drink
Celebration
Places
Colours
Animals
Genres
Rock
Year
1985
Lyrics
There's a man in New Orleans
Who plays rock and roll
He's a guitar man
With a great big soul
He lays down a beat
Like a ton of coal
He goes by the name of King Creole

You know he's gone, gone, gone
Jumpin' like a catfish on a pole
You know he's gone, gone, gone
Hip shaking King Creole

When the king starts to do it
It's as good as done
He holds his guitar
like a tommy gun
He starts to growl
From way down his throat
He bends a string
And "that's all she wrote"

Well, he sings a song about a crowded hole
He sings a song about a jelly roll
He sings a song about meat and greens
He wails some blues about New Orleans

Well, he plays something evil
Then he plays something sweet
No matter what he plays
You got to get up on your feet

When he gets the rockin' fever
baby, heaven sakes
He don't stop playin'
'Till his guitar breaks
Writers
Jerry Leiber
Mike Stoller
Themes
Names
Food and Drink
Celebration
Places
Colours
Animals
Genres
Rock 'n' Roll
Year
1958
Lyrics
There's a man in New Orleans
Who plays rock and roll
He's a guitar man
With a great big soul
He lays down a beat
Like a ton of coal
He goes by the name of King Creole

You know he's gone, gone, gone
Jumpin' like a catfish on a pole
You know he's gone, gone, gone
Hip shaking King Creole

When the king starts to do it
It's as good as done
He holds his guitar
like a tommy gun
He starts to growl
From way down his throat
He bends a string
And "that's all she wrote"

Well, he sings a song about a crowded hole
He sings a song about a jelly roll
He sings a song about meat and greens
He wails some blues about New Orleans

Well, he plays something evil
Then he plays something sweet
No matter what he plays
You got to get up on your feet

When he gets the rockin' fever
baby, heaven sakes
He don't stop playin'
'Till his guitar breaks
Writers
Jerry Leiber
Mike Stoller
Themes
Names
Food and Drink
Celebration
Places
Colours
Animals
Genres
Rock 'n' Roll
Country and Western
Pop
Year
1999
Lyrics
There's a man in New Orleans
Who plays rock and roll
He's a guitar man
With a great big soul
He lays down a beat
Like a ton of coal
He goes by the name of King Creole

You know he's gone, gone, gone
Jumpin' like a catfish on a pole
You know he's gone, gone, gone
Hip shaking King Creole

When the king starts to do it
It's as good as done
He holds his guitar
like a tommy gun
He starts to growl
From way down his throat
He bends a string
And "that's all she wrote"

Well, he sings a song about a crowded hole
He sings a song about a jelly roll
He sings a song about meat and greens
He wails some blues about New Orleans

Well, he plays something evil
Then he plays something sweet
No matter what he plays
You got to get up on your feet

When he gets the rockin' fever
baby, heaven sakes
He don't stop playin'
'Till his guitar breaks
Writers
Jerry Leiber
Mike Stoller
Themes
Names
Food and Drink
Celebration
Places
Colours
Animals
Genres
Rock 'n' Roll
Year
1958
Lyrics
There's a man in New Orleans
Who plays rock and roll
He's a guitar man
With a great big soul
He lays down a beat
Like a ton of coal
He goes by the name of King Creole

You know he's gone, gone, gone
Jumpin' like a catfish on a pole
You know he's gone, gone, gone
Hip shaking King Creole

When the king starts to do it
It's as good as done
He holds his guitar
like a tommy gun
He starts to growl
From way down his throat
He bends a string
And "that's all she wrote"

Well, he sings a song about a crowded hole
He sings a song about a jelly roll
He sings a song about meat and greens
He wails some blues about New Orleans

Well, he plays something evil
Then he plays something sweet
No matter what he plays
You got to get up on your feet

When he gets the rockin' fever
baby, heaven sakes
He don't stop playin'
'Till his guitar breaks
Writers
Jerry Leiber
Mike Stoller
Themes
Names
Food and Drink
Celebration
Places
Colours
Animals
Genres
Rock 'n' Roll
Rock
Year
1958
Lyrics
There's a man in New Orleans
Who plays rock and roll
He's a guitar man
With a great big soul
He lays down a beat
Like a ton of coal
He goes by the name of King Creole

You know he's gone, gone, gone
Jumpin' like a catfish on a pole
You know he's gone, gone, gone
Hip shaking King Creole

When the king starts to do it
It's as good as done
He holds his guitar
like a tommy gun
He starts to growl
From way down his throat
He bends a string
And "that's all she wrote"

Well, he sings a song about a crowded hole
He sings a song about a jelly roll
He sings a song about meat and greens
He wails some blues about New Orleans

Well, he plays something evil
Then he plays something sweet
No matter what he plays
You got to get up on your feet

When he gets the rockin' fever
baby, heaven sakes
He don't stop playin'
'Till his guitar breaks
Writers
Jerry Leiber
Mike Stoller
Themes
Baby/Children
Names
Celebration
Places
Colours
Animals
Genres
Rock 'n' Roll
Year
1978
Lyrics
There's a man in New Orleans
Who plays rock and roll
He's a guitar man
With a great big soul
He lays down a beat
Like a ton of coal
He goes by the name of King Creole

You know he's gone, gone, gone
Jumpin' like a catfish on a pole
You know he's gone, gone, gone
Hip shaking King Creole

When the king starts to do it
It's as good as done
He holds his guitar
like a tommy gun
He starts to growl
From way down his throat
He bends a string
And "that's all she wrote"

Well, he sings a song about a crowded hole
He sings a song about a jelly roll
He sings a song about meat and greens
He wails some blues about New Orleans

Well, he plays something evil
Then he plays something sweet
No matter what he plays
You got to get up on your feet

When he gets the rockin' fever
baby, heaven sakes
He don't stop playin'
'Till his guitar breaks
Writers
Jerry Leiber
Mike Stoller
Themes
Baby/Children
Names
Celebration
Places
Colours
Animals
Genres
Rock
Year
1990
Lyrics
There's a man in New Orleans
Who plays rock and roll
He's a guitar man
With a great big soul
He lays down a beat
Like a ton of coal
He goes by the name of King Creole

You know he's gone, gone, gone
Jumpin' like a catfish on a pole
You know he's gone, gone, gone
Hip shaking King Creole

When the king starts to do it
It's as good as done
He holds his guitar
like a tommy gun
He starts to growl
From way down his throat
He bends a string
And "that's all she wrote"

Well, he sings a song about a crowded hole
He sings a song about a jelly roll
He sings a song about meat and greens
He wails some blues about New Orleans

Well, he plays something evil
Then he plays something sweet
No matter what he plays
You got to get up on your feet

When he gets the rockin' fever
baby, heaven sakes
He don't stop playin'
'Till his guitar breaks
Writers
Bob Roberts
Ruth Batchelor
Themes
Celebration
Money
Genres
Rock 'n' Roll
Rock
Year
1962
Lyrics
A poor man wants the oyster
A rich man wants the pearl
But the man who can sing when he hasn't got a thing
He's the king of the whole wide world

Come on let's sing, sing brother sing
'Cos the man who can sing when he hasn't got a thing
He's the king of the whole wide world

The rich man wants the princess
The poor man just wants a girl
But the man who can sing when he hasn't got a thing
He's the king of the whole wide world

Come on let's sing, sing brother sing
'Cos the man who can sing when he hasn't got a thing
He's the king of the whole wide world

A poor man wants to be a rich man
A rich man wants to be a king
But the man who can sing when he hasn't got a thing
He's the king of the whole wide world

Come on let's sing, sing brother sing
'Cos the man who can sing when he hasn't got a thing
He's the king of the whole wide world

Come on let's sing, sing brother sing
'Cos the man who can sing when he hasn't got a thing
He's the king of the whole wide world
Of the whole wide world
Of the whole wide world

Writers
Ritchie Valens
Themes
Celebration
Genres
Rock
Year
1977
Lyrics
Para bailar la Bamba
Para bailar la Bamba se necesita una poca de gracia
una poca de gracia y otra cosita ay arriba y arriba
ay arriba y arriba por ti sere yo no soy marinero
yo no soy marinero soy capitan soy capitan soy capitan
Bamba la Bamba
Bamba la Bamba
Bamba la Bamba
Bamba la Bamba

Para subir al cielo
para subir al cielo se necesita una escalera larga
una escalera larga y otra cosita ay arriba y arriba
ay arriba y arriba contigo ire yo no soy marinero
yo no soy marinero soy capitan soy capitan soy capitan
Bamba la Bamba ...


Writers
Ritchie Valens
Themes
Celebration
Happiness
Genres
Latin
Pop
Year
1995
Lyrics
Para bailar la Bamba
Para bailar la Bamba se necesita una poca de gracia
una poca de gracia y otra cosita ay arriba y arriba
ay arriba y arriba por ti sere yo no soy marinero
yo no soy marinero soy capitan soy capitan soy capitan
Bamba la Bamba
Bamba la Bamba
Bamba la Bamba
Bamba la Bamba

Para subir al cielo
para subir al cielo se necesita una escalera larga
una escalera larga y otra cosita ay arriba y arriba
ay arriba y arriba contigo ire yo no soy marinero
yo no soy marinero soy capitan soy capitan soy capitan
Bamba la Bamba ...


Writers
Ritchie Valens
Themes
Celebration
Genres
Rock
Latin
Year
1959
Lyrics
Para bailar la Bamba
Para bailar la Bamba se necesita una poca de gracia
una poca de gracia y otra cosita ay arriba y arriba
ay arriba y arriba por ti sere yo no soy marinero
yo no soy marinero soy capitan soy capitan soy capitan
Bamba la Bamba
Bamba la Bamba
Bamba la Bamba
Bamba la Bamba

Para subir al cielo
para subir al cielo se necesita una escalera larga
una escalera larga y otra cosita ay arriba y arriba
ay arriba y arriba contigo ire yo no soy marinero
yo no soy marinero soy capitan soy capitan soy capitan
Bamba la Bamba ...


Writers
Melanie Safka
Themes
Celebration
Weather
Colours
Animals
Genres
Pop
Year
1970
Lyrics
(chorus:)
Lay down lay down, let it all down
Let your white birds smile up at the
Ones who stand and frown
Lay down lay down, let it all down
Let your white birds smile up at the
Ones who stand and frown

We were so close, there was no room
We bled inside each others wounds
We all had caught the same disease
And we all sang the songs of peace

chorus

So raise the candles high cause if you
Don't we could stay black against the night
Oh raise them higher again and if you
Do we could stay dry against the rain

chorus

We were so close, there was no room
We bled inside each others wounds
We all had caught the same disease
And we all sang the songs of peace
Some came to sing, some came to pray
Some came to keep the dark away

So raise the candles high
Cause if you don't we could stay
Black against the sky
Oh oh raise them higher again
And if you do we could stay dry against the rain

chorus
Writers
David Appell
Kal Mann
Themes
Body
Celebration
Love
Weather
Animals
Transport
Genres
Rock 'n' Roll
Year
1975
Lyrics
Come on everybody, clap your hands. Aw, yer lookin' good?
I'm gonna sing my song, it won't take long.
We're gonna do the twist and it goes like this...

Come on, let's twist again,
Like we did last summer.
Yeah, let's twist again,
Like we did last year.
Do you remember when,
Things were really hummin'?
Yeah, let's twist again,
Twistin' time is here.

Ee-ya, 'round and around,
And a up and down we go again.
Oh, baby, make me know,
You love me so and then,
Twist again,
Like we did last summer.
Come on, let's twist again,
Like we did last year.
Twist! Yo!

Who's that flyin' up there, is it a bird?
No!
Is it a plane?
No!
Is it The Twister?
Yeah!

Yeah, twist again,
Like we did last summer.
Come on, let'd twist again,
Like we twist last year.
Do you remember when,
Things were really hummin'? Come on, let's twist again,
Twistin' time is here.

Ee-ya, 'round and around,
And a up and down we go again.
Oh, baby make me know,
You love me so and then,
Come on, twist again,
Like we did last summer.
Girl, let's twist again,
Like we did last year.

Come on, let's twist again,
Twistin' time is here!
Wop-wop.


Writers
David Appell
Kal Mann
Themes
Body
Celebration
Happiness
Love
Weather
Animals
Transport
Genres
Rock 'n' Roll
Year
2005
Lyrics
Come on everybody, clap your hands. Aw, yer lookin' good?
I'm gonna sing my song, it won't take long.
We're gonna do the twist and it goes like this...

Come on, let's twist again,
Like we did last summer.
Yeah, let's twist again,
Like we did last year.
Do you remember when,
Things were really hummin'?
Yeah, let's twist again,
Twistin' time is here.

Ee-ya, 'round and around,
And a up and down we go again.
Oh, baby, make me know,
You love me so and then,
Twist again,
Like we did last summer.
Come on, let's twist again,
Like we did last year.
Twist! Yo!

Who's that flyin' up there, is it a bird?
No!
Is it a plane?
No!
Is it The Twister?
Yeah!

Yeah, twist again,
Like we did last summer.
Come on, let'd twist again,
Like we twist last year.
Do you remember when,
Things were really hummin'? Come on, let's twist again,
Twistin' time is here.

Ee-ya, 'round and around,
And a up and down we go again.
Oh, baby make me know,
You love me so and then,
Come on, twist again,
Like we did last summer.
Girl, let's twist again,
Like we did last year.

Come on, let's twist again,
Twistin' time is here!
Wop-wop.


Writers
Jerry Lee Lewis
Themes
Body
Names
Celebration
Places
Genres
Rock 'n' Roll
Rock
Year
1958
Lyrics
My name is Jerry Lee Lewis, come from Louisiana
I'm gonna do you a little boogie on this here piano
Doing mighty fine, I'm gonna make you shake it
I'll make you do it and make you do it until you break it
It's called the Lewis boogie, in the Lewis way
Lord, I do my little boogie woogie every day

Well, down in New Orleans, the land of dreams
The best doggone place, son, you have ever seen
The cats go wild, do a boogie that's hot
My boogie woogie makes you want to stop and do the bop
It's called the Lewis boogie, in the Lewis way
Lord, I do my little boogie woogie every day

Aw,
Oh, boy!

Well, now let's cruise on down to old Memphis town
That's where that Presley boy said you ain't nothing but a hound
But now you take my boogie, it keeps you in the groove
Then your sacroiliac begins to shiver and a move
It's called the Lewis boogie, in the Lewis way
Lord, I do my little boogie woogie every day

Oh, boogie woogie
When your hips start rockin'
And your knees start knockin'
Lewis boogie, Lewis way
Lord, I do my little boogie woogie every day
Writers
Edmund Koetscher
Rudi Lindt
Themes
Celebration
Genres
Latin
Classical
Instrumental
Year
1971
Lyrics
Instrumental
Writers
Buddy DeSylva
Lew Brown
Ray Henderson
Themes
Celebration
Happiness
Genres
Showtunes
Year
1956
Lyrics


I'm sitting on top of this great big wonderful world,
cos this is my lucky day, lucky day

Oh boy I'm lucky
I'll say I'm lucky
This is my lucky day!

I'm all in clover
I'm glad all over
I wanna shout, "horray!"

I find a horseshoe
Couldn't go wrong
And then of course
You happened along

Oh, boy I'm lucky
I'll say I'm lucky
This is my lucky day!

Repeat
Writers
Roland Byrd
Themes
Celebration
Places
Genres
Jazz
Year
1950
Lyrics
Well I'm goin' to New Orleans
I wanna see the Mardi Gras
Yes I'm goin' to New Orleans
I wanna see the Mardi Gras

When I see the Mardi Gras
I wanna know what's carnival for

Goin' down to New Orleans
I've got my ticket in my hands
Goin' down to New Orleans
I've got my ticket in my hands

When I get to New Orleans
I wanna see the Zulu King



Way down in New Orleans
Down on Rampart and Dumaine
Yes down in New Orleans
On Rampart a-nd Dumaine

Gonna make it my standin' place
Until I see the Zulu Queen
Writers
Andrew B Sterling
Kerry Mills
Themes
Names
Celebration
Places
Time
Clothing/Apparel
Genres
Easy Listening
Year
1945
Lyrics
When Louis came home to the flat,
He hung up his coat and his hat,
He gazed all around
But no wifey he found
So he said "Where can Flossy be at"
A note on the table he spied
He read it just once then he cried
It read 'Louis dear it's toos low for me here
So I think I will go for a ride Oh

Meet me in St. Louis, Louis
Meet me at the fair,
Don't tell me the lights are shining
Any place but there
We will dance the hoochie koochie
I will be your tootsie wootsie
If you will meet me in st. Louis, Louis,
Meet me at the fair

(Company)
*Meet me in st. Louis, Louis
Meet me at the fair
Don't tell me the lights are shining
Any place but there*

We will dance the hoochie koochie
I will be your tootsie wootsie
If you will meet me in St. Louis, Louis
Meet me at the fair
Writers
Ahmet Nugetre
Themes
Celebration
Time
Clothing/Apparel
Genres
R&B/Soul
Year
1954
Lyrics
Ah, you can talk about the pit, barbecue
The band was jumpin', the people too
Ah, mess around
They doin' the mess around
They doin' the mess around,
Everybody doin' the mess around
Ah, everybody was juiced, you can, bet your soul
They did the boogie-woogie, with a sturdy roll
They mess around
They doin' the mess around
They doin' the mess around,
Everybody doin' the mess around
Now, ah, when I say stop don't you move a peg
When I say go, just ah, shake your leg
And do the mess around
I declare, do the mess around
Yeah do the mess around,
Everybody's doin' the mess around
Now let me have it there boy

(Piano Solo)

Now you got it boy

(Sax Solo)

(Yeah, ah, mess around, go on mess around)
(Mess around, boy)
Now this band's goin' to play from, 9 to 1
Everybody here's gonna have some fun
Doin' the mess around
Ah, doin' the mess around
They doin' the mess around,
Everybody doin' the mess around
Now you see that girl, with that, diamond ring
She knows how to, shake that thing
Mess around
I declare, she can mess around
Ah, mess around,
Everybody do the mess around
Writers
Ahmet Nugetre
Themes
Celebration
Clothing/Apparel
Genres
Blues
Rock
Year
1965
Lyrics
Ah, you can talk about the pit, barbecue
The band was jumpin', the people too
Ah, mess around
They doin' the mess around
They doin' the mess around,
Everybody doin' the mess around
Ah, everybody was juiced, you can, bet your soul
They did the boogie-woogie, with a sturdy roll
They mess around
They doin' the mess around
They doin' the mess around,
Everybody doin' the mess around
Now, ah, when I say stop don't you move a peg
When I say go, just ah, shake your leg
And do the mess around
I declare, do the mess around
Yeah do the mess around,
Everybody's doin' the mess around
Now let me have it there boy

(Piano Solo)

Now you got it boy

(Sax Solo)

(Yeah, ah, mess around, go on mess around)
(Mess around, boy)
Now this band's goin' to play from, 9 to 1
Everybody here's gonna have some fun
Doin' the mess around
Ah, doin' the mess around
They doin' the mess around,
Everybody doin' the mess around
Now you see that girl, with that, diamond ring
She knows how to, shake that thing
Mess around
I declare, she can mess around
Ah, mess around,
Everybody do the mess around
Writers
Ahmet Nugetre
Themes
Celebration
Genres
Blues
Jazz
Year
1972
Lyrics
Ah, you can talk about the pit, barbecue
The band was jumpin', the people too
Ah, mess around
They doin' the mess around
They doin' the mess around,
Everybody doin' the mess around
Ah, everybody was juiced, you can, bet your soul
They did the boogie-woogie, with a sturdy roll
They mess around
They doin' the mess around
They doin' the mess around,
Everybody doin' the mess around
Now, ah, when I say stop don't you move a peg
When I say go, just ah, shake your leg
And do the mess around
I declare, do the mess around
Yeah do the mess around,
Everybody's doin' the mess around
Now let me have it there boy

(Piano Solo)

Now you got it boy

(Sax Solo)

(Yeah, ah, mess around, go on mess around)
(Mess around, boy)
Now this band's goin' to play from, 9 to 1
Everybody here's gonna have some fun
Doin' the mess around
Ah, doin' the mess around
They doin' the mess around,
Everybody doin' the mess around
Now you see that girl, with that, diamond ring
She knows how to, shake that thing
Mess around
I declare, she can mess around
Ah, mess around,
Everybody do the mess around
Writers
Bobby Pickett
Leonard Capizzi
Themes
Body
Celebration
Christmas/Seasonal
Novelty
Genres
Rock
Children/Novelty
Pop
Year
1964
Lyrics
No Lyrics
Writers
Bobby Pickett
Leonard Capizzi
Themes
Body
Celebration
Christmas/Seasonal
Novelty
Genres
Rock 'n' Roll
Children/Novelty
Year
1981
Lyrics
No Lyrics
Writers
Bobby Pickett
Leonard Capizzi
Themes
Body
Celebration
Christmas/Seasonal
Novelty
Genres
Rock 'n' Roll
Children/Novelty
Year
1969
Lyrics
No Lyrics
Writers
Bobby Pickett
Leonard Capizzi
Themes
Body
Celebration
Christmas/Seasonal
Novelty
Genres
Rock 'n' Roll
Children/Novelty
Year
2006
Lyrics
No Lyrics
Writers
Bobby Pickett
Leonard Capizzi
Themes
Body
Celebration
Christmas/Seasonal
Novelty
Genres
Children/Novelty
Year
1962
Lyrics
No Lyrics
Writers
Bobby Pickett
Leonard Capizzi
Themes
Body
Celebration
Christmas/Seasonal
Novelty
Genres
Children/Novelty
Reggae/Ska
Year
1980
Lyrics
No Lyrics
Writers
Bobby Pickett
Leonard Capizzi
Themes
Body
Celebration
Christmas/Seasonal
Novelty
Genres
Children/Novelty
Year
1962
Lyrics
No Lyrics
Writers
Bobby Pickett
Leonard Capizzi
Themes
Body
Celebration
Christmas/Seasonal
Novelty
Genres
Rock
Pop
Year
2012
Lyrics
No Lyrics
Writers
Neil Peart
Themes
Celebration
Instrumental
Genres
Rock
Instrumental
Year
2003
Lyrics
Instrumental
Writers
Elvis Presley
Themes
Celebration
Inspirational
Christmas/Seasonal
Genres
Easy Listening
Year
2008
Lyrics
O come, all ye faithful
Joyful and triumphant
O come ye, o come ye to bethlehem
Come and behold him
Born the king of angels
O come let us adore him
O come let us adore him
O come let us adore him
Christ the lord

Sing choirs of angels
Sing in exaltation
Oh sing all ye rivals
Of heaven above
Glory to god, glory in the highest
O come let us adore him
O come let us adore him
O come let us adore him
Christ the lord
Writers
Elvis Presley
Themes
Celebration
Inspirational
Christmas/Seasonal
Genres
Easy Listening
Year
1971
Lyrics
O come, all ye faithful
Joyful and triumphant
O come ye, o come ye to bethlehem
Come and behold him
Born the king of angels
O come let us adore him
O come let us adore him
O come let us adore him
Christ the lord

Sing choirs of angels
Sing in exaltation
Oh sing all ye rivals
Of heaven above
Glory to god, glory in the highest
O come let us adore him
O come let us adore him
O come let us adore him
Christ the lord
Writers
Alex Lifeson
Geddy Lee
Neil Peart
Themes
Celebration
Love
Genres
Rock
Metal
Year
2002
Lyrics
A certain measure of innocence
Willing to appear naive
A certain degree of imagination
A measure of make-believe

A certain degree of surrender
To the forces of light and heat
A shot of satisfaction
In a willingness to risk defeat

Celebrate the moment
As it turns into one more
Another chance at victory
Another chance to score

The measure of the moment
In a difference of degree
Just one little victory
A spirit breaking free
One little victory
The greatest act can be
One little victory

A certain measure of righteousness
A certain amount of force
A certain degree of determination
Daring on a different course

A certain amount of resistance
To the forces of the light and love
A certain measure of tolerance
A willingness to rise above
Writers
Tad Dameron
Themes
Celebration
Genres
Jazz
Instrumental
Year
1947
Lyrics
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