Me And Giuliani Down By The School Yard (A True Story)

Well, the way I see it, doesn't really matter

Because it don't make no sense to all those mad Manhatters

But I do believe that there must come a moment

When even the piggiest pig must get on up and move it

I got this friend named Neil, swears Nixon had a soul

But what I'd like to know is can Giuli do the stroll?

People always ask me, "What's so fucking great about dancing?"

How the fuck should I know? Yeah, even I can barely understand it

But when the music takes over, the music takes control

Here's a message to you, Rudy and you, sir, Mr. Bloomberg

And the rest of you ties-too-tight dudes

Y'all could learn a lesson, by losing inhibitions, yeah

Losing yourself in the music, losing yourself in the moment

Because we have nothing more than this very second

You can't count on the one coming after, no one's sure about the one before

So forget about it, we live here and now, dude, here and now, here and now, here and now

So get on down down down down down down down down down down down down down down

NYC is where the freaks come to be free and if I can't get my freak on see

I'm a hang up Giuliani, he can sick his lackeys on me

But you can't stop a new age dawning

So if you got hips then shake them

And if you got fears forsake them

Giuliani's got his rules but we ain't no fools, let's break them

Let's break them, let's break them down

And on the way we'll make them say

Everybody cut, everybody cut, everybody cut, footloose