Every woman every man wanna move dem feet
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Every woman every man love a Spearhead beat!
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Police in the city
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Is shuttin all the clubs down
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It's lookin like a ghost town
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Ya know Mary- what we gotta do?
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Hell Yeah!
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We gotta go underground"
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To da place- from which we all came from
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House parties-they was always fun
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Remember tryin to rig a sound system
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Everybody- would bring a donation
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When we needed- to get a turn table
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My man Zulu
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Would borrow one from aunt Mable
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Set it up in the corner-
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Turn the lights down until the mornin'
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[Chorus]
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But the party ain't started till the speaker's blown
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NO! NO! NO!
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Run fa ya life!
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The party ain't started 'till the speaker's blown
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While he was settin up camp
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Someone else would bring a home stereo amp
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With a note from they mama-
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"don't turn it up loud or it's a goner"
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Sorry mama- there's no chance
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Cause if the shit ain't bumpin'
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People ain't gonna dance
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"know what I'm sayin'" ("Turn that shit up")
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Everybody in the place would bring a few speakers
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String em all togetha like they was sneakers
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And say a prayer- before we turn it on
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Hopin that the amp- wouldn't get blown.
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I asked Mary watcha think of it
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"now we need a D.J. to work this shit"
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So everybody- would bring a few singles- get
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The beat bumpin
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And then start to mingle
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[Chorus]
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Every woman every man wanna move dem feet
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Every woman every man love a Spearhead beat!
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Every brother and every sister
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Would pay respect up to the ancestors
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We would dance and we would celebrate
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Even though we live in a police state
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Then the pigs- would try to make a statement
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With a ticket- for noise abatement
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But we kept it pumpin'- till the braekadawn
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Then we told the cops
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They gotta break the door down
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And today- across the nation- don't ya know
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It's the same situation
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Alotta cities lookin like a ghost town
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But the house party will never be shut down
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No no no!
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[Chorus]
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Every woman every man wanna move dem feet
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Every woman every man love a Spearhead beat!
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[repeat]
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This one's dedicated to all the DJ's, rappers,
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Promoters, producers who continue to throw
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Jams in the face of adversity. Peace
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Peace to the informal nation. Word Up!
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Runfayalife
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| Michael Franti & Spearhead |
