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Motherfucka let's show up tonight
You can call a taxi
I can ride a bike
Bazooka tube on my shoulder
It's getting colder
I need to hold herStop! Everybody just freeze
And kiss the sky and touch your knees
The radio is killing America
Can you feel the hysteriaMotherfucka are you listening to me
Motherfucka are you moving to the beat
Motherfucka time to take it to the streets
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Motherfucka play it on the radio
Motherfucka I will see you at the show
Motherfucka time to take it to the streets
Yeah, Yeah, YeahWhen I run through the world
With my dick in hand
When I punch you in the face

With the bass and a plan
You will never be quite the same
Cause it's AWOL!
You can say my nameYou were upside down
You were backside up
With the windows down
When the lightening struck
The great depression of the airwaves
So kill the suit and the DJ!Motherfucka are you listening to me
Motherfucka are you moving to the beat
Motherfucka time to take it to the streets
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Motherfucka play it on the radio
Motherfucka I will see you at the show
Motherfucka time to take it to the streets
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
[x3]

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Her greatest mystery is the definition of her soul as a Fado singer, given she grew up away from the "family" of Fado. That soul is revealed in her intelligent voice, in her rare timbre, in the way the words sound so organic, syllable by syllable, note by note… The poems, the music set a mood for the story that is being sung; the instrumental accompaniment further underscores the intuition of the Fado singer, shaping the voice to the meaning of the words, to the musical improvisation. Together, these elements make the Art of Fado.

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