Bài hát PJ & Rooster Báo Lỗi

"Percy Junior, Percy Junior...what's that...what's that you playin'?"

"Workin' on something new."

"Sounds like some bullshit. I mean, you really think the audience is gonna appreceate-- "

"Well, Rooster said I could play what I want."

"No, never mind anything that Rooster tell you. We'll play stuff that I like, kay?"


Ain't nobody like my style, yeah

I light my fire, yeah (I light my fire, I light my fire)

They blow it out, yeah (They blew it out, they blew it out)

And don't nobody wanna feel like that, no

Monkeys on my back crawl

Now watch them all fall

Go fall, look out


Nobody wanted to dance

When I had a lot’a time on my hands

Now I got a lot of hands on my time

And everybody wanna be a friend of mine

Whoa whoa, I wouldn't mind a friend

The fellas back home all tryin' to win

Moon keeps shinin' on bootleg bottles

Cops in the street keep ya feet on the throttle

Selling what ya got in a Ford A-model

Yellin' "Go, PJ go!"


Ain't none idle, everything is wild, yeah

You can be hit now, yeah (soon as you turn around)

He in the ground, yeah (four, five, six feet underground)

And ain't no Bible, at this here Church, no

You won't find God no, might meet Him first, aw

Oh God, look out


Nobody wanted to leave

House so packed that we couldn't even breathe

And ain't no better place to fall in love

Angels sent from Heaven above

Swing down and come change your life

You might make a baby, might meet your wife

But one sure thing that you're gonna say

"Deep down South there's a 'lil old place

Them Idlewild cats, man, they don't play

Don't make me send a telegram to Rooster, he'll shoot ya."


"You better come harder than that, sweetie...this ain't no mortuary!"


And you don't want to take it to the cat so soon

[Still stick it to the Jenkins] waitin' in the upper room

'Till ya make her say her prayers

You some players but you made us mashed potato

That potato, blast you hater, blast the gator

So you might just wanna kick back and drink hooch

Take that to ya woman, relax, break loose

Cuff her soon, if she choose, she gon' walk away from you

Straight to the Rooster, 'cause he's cock-a-doodle-cool, what they do fool

Moonshine running, small time, crap shootin' all time

Fat chewing lads gotta match ya suit and hats

[All cats persuing] kinda wild is Idlewild

Time to break it on, break it on down, now

Percival, take it on out


Say whoa Mammy, whoa Mammy

Say whoa Pappy, whoa Pappy

Say whoa Mammy, whoa Mammy

Say whoa Pappy, whoa, everybody get up


No, no, no, no get down

Everybody get up

No, no, no, no get down

Everybody get up