Welcome to Planet Boom .......... Pamela Anderson-Lee, Tommy Lee

She's So Free .......... Johnette Napolitano

Spill the Wine .......... Michael Hutchence

Word Up! .......... Gun

Don't Call Me Babe .......... Shampoo

Hot Child in the City .......... Hagfish

Let's All Go Together .......... Marion

Dancing Barefoot .......... Die Cheerleader

Scum .......... Meat Puppets

Ca Plane Pour Moi .......... Mr ED Jumps the Gun

None of Your Business [Barb Wire Metal Mix] .......... Salt 'n' Pepa

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I was once out strolling one very hot summer's day
When I thought I'd lay myself down to rest in a big field of tall grass
I lay there in the sun and felt it caressing my face

As I fell asleep and dreamed
I dreamed I was in a Hollywood movie
And that I was the star of the movie
This really blew my mind
the fact that me, an overfed, long-haired leaping gnome
could be the star of a movie
Hmmm...

There I was, well I was taken to a place, the hall of the mountain king
I stood high upon a mountain top, naked to the world
In front of every kind of girl, (bueno, dime que pasa), there was long ones, tall ones, short ones, brown ones,
black ones, round ones, big ones, crazy ones...
Out of the middle, yeah, came a lady
She whispered in my ear something crazy
She said, hey baby, hey baby:

Spill the wine and take that pearl, Spill the wine and take that pearl
Spill the wine and take that pearl, Spill the wine and take that pearl

I could feel hot flames of fire roaring at my back
But she disappeared, soon she returned
In her hand was a bottle of wine, in the other, a glass
She poured some of the wine from the bottle into the glass
And raised it to her lips
And just before she drank it, she said:

Spill the wine and take that pearl, Spill the wine and take that pearl
Spill the wine and take that pearl, Spill the wine and take that pearl

You pretty ladies around the world
Got a weird thing to show you
so tell all the boys and girls
Tell your brother, your sister, and your mama too
cuz we're about to go down
and you know just what to do
wave your hands in the air like you don't care
gilde by the people as they start to look and stare
Do your dance, do your dance, do your dance quick mama
come on baby tell me what's the word

Word up everybody says
when you hear the call you've got to get it underway
Word up it's the code word
No matter where you say it, you know that you'll be heard

Now all you sucker DJ's who think you're fly
there's got to be a reason and we know the reason why
why you put on those airs and you act real cool
but you got to realise that you're acting like fools
If there's music we can use it
we're free to dance
we don't have the for physichological romance
No romance, no romance, no romance for me mama
come on baby tell me what's the word

Word up everybody says
when you hear the call you've got to get it underway

Dial "L" for Love (x4)

W-O-R-D up (x4)

all you sucker DJ's who think you're fly
there's got to be a reason and we know the reason why
why you put on those airs and you act real cool
but you got to realise that you're acting like fools

No romance, no romance, no romance for me mama
come on baby tell me what's the word

Word up everybody says
when you hear the call you've got to get it underway
Word up it's the code word
No matter where you say it, you know that you'll be heard

Word up everybody says
when you hear the call you've got to get it underway
Word up it's the code word
No matter where you say it, you know that you'll be heard

You're little girl is not your little girl no more
On you're way out don't you forget to close the door
I feel a change is coming
I'm getting out, I'm running
This time I've got to win
You can call me anything but

Don't call me
Don't call me babe
Don't call me
Don't call me babe

I don't know who to trust
Was left for dead before
I don't belive in you
Or anything no more

I feel a change is coming
I'm getting out, I'm running
This time I've got to win
You can call me anything but

Don't call me
Don't call me babe
Don't call me
Don't call me babe

Don't like your style
You're off the case
Don't like your smile
Don't like you face
Don't call me
Don't call me babe

You're little girl is not your little girl no more
On you're way out don't you forget to close the door
I feel a change is coming
I'm getting out, I'm running
This time I've got to win
You can call me anything but

Don't call me
Don't call me babe
Don't call me
Don't call me babe
Don't call me
Don't call me
Don't call me
Don't call me
Don't call me
Don't call me babe

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Oh Was it something I said
Was it something I, I didn't do
Well you invaded my head
And you tried to make me, make me think like you

It's hard for you
They don't understand your life's an exam
And you need something
It's hard for you
And they don't understand you were miles from the ground
When you needed someone

Will you listen to me
I know your skin and eyes
Aren't what they should be
For god's sake realise
It's not your shell they'll love
It's the smile inside

It's hard for you
They don't understand your life's an exam
And you need something
It's hard for you
And they don't understand you were miles from the ground
When you needed someone

Was it painful, oh
Did it hurt you, oh
Lets all go together
You can't listen, oh
Or you'll go missing, oh
Let's all go together

It's hard for you
They don't understand your life's an exam
And you need something
It's hard for you
And they don't understand you were miles from the ground
When you needed someone

It's hard (for you)
It's hard (when you need something)
It's hard (for you)
It's hard (when you need something)

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In some forgettable rhyme
We crawled across the border line
We kissed the enemy till
I thought we traveled out of time

You couldn't have heard me speak
There was, so it did seem, I say
A fog so heavy that I
Could not tell if it was night or day
Hand over all water
You know that means business
Scum

Under the stone
We find the scum
Under the stars
We find the scum

I thought a beautiful thing
A fire was lit within my mind
On ruby hummingbird wings
Went shivering up and down my spine

The water that quit our thirst
Was not from earthly vineyards mined
And then we drunkenly sailed
The gutter of our invisible shrines

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What's the matter with your life?
Why you gotta mess with mine?
Don't keep sweatin' what I do
Cuz I'm gonna be just fine - check it out

[CHORUS]

If I wanna take a guy home with me tonight
It's none of your business
And she wanna be a freak and sell it on the weekend
It's none of your business
Now you shouldn't even get into who I'm givin' skins to
It's none of your business
So don't try to change my mind, I'll tell you one more time
It's none of your business

Now who do you think you are
Puttin' your cheap two cents in?
Don't you got nothin' to do
Than worry 'bout my friends? Check it...

I can't do nothin', girl, without somebody buggin'
I used to think that it was me, but now I see it wasn't
They told me to change, they called me names, and so I popped one
Opinion's are like assholes and everybody's got one
I never put my nose where I'm not supposed to
Believe me, if he's something that I want, I'm steppin' closer
I'm not one for playing high-pole
Like the house of ditty 90210 type of the ho
I treat a man like he treats me
The difference between a hooker and a ho ain't nothin' but a fee
So hold your tongue tightly, wish you could be like me
You're poppin' all that mess only to stress and to spite me
Now you can get with that or you can get with this
But I don't give a shit cuz really it's none of your business

(1993, S and P, packin' and mackin'
Bamboozlin' and smackin' suckers with this track
Throw the beat back in!)

[CHORUS]

How many rules am I to break before you understand
That your double-standards don't mean shit to me?
I know exactly what you say when I turn and walk away
But that's ok cuz I don't let it get it to me
Now every move I make somebody's clockin'
Don't ask me nothin', will you just leave me alone?
Never mind who's the guy that I took home...to bone

Ok, Miss Thing never givin' up skins
If you don't like him or his friends what about that Benz?
Your Pep-Pep's got an ill rep
With all that macaroni trap for rap you better step
Or better yet get your head checked
Cuz I refuse to be played like a penny cent trick deck of cards
No, I ain't hard like the bitches on a boulivard
My face ain't scarred, and I don't dance in bars
You can call me a tramp if you want to
But I remember the punk who just humped and dumped you
Or you can front if you have to
But everybody gets horny just like you
So, yo, so, yo, ho - check it, double deck it on a record butt-naked
Pep's ass gets respect, and this butt is none of your business

[CHORUS]

So the moral of this story is: Who are you to judge?
There's only one true judge, and that's God
So chill, and let my Father do His job

Cuz Salt and Pepa's got it swingin' again
Cuz Salt and Pepa's got it swingin' again
Cuz Salt and Pepa's got it swingin' again
Cuz Salt and Pepa's got it swingin' again