JIMMY FALLON lyrics - Blow Your Pants Off

Neil Young Sings 'Fresh Prince Of Bel-Air'

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Now, this is the story all about how My life got flipped-turned upside down And I'd like to take a minute Just sit right there I'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel Air In west Philadelphia born and raised On the playground was where I spent most of my days Chillin' out maxin' relaxin' all cool Shootin some b-ball outside of school When a couple of guys who were up to no good Startin making trouble in my neighborhood In my neighborhood... I got in one little fight and my mom got scared She said "You're movin' with your auntie and uncle in Bel Air" I whistled for a cab and when it came near The license plate said fresh and it had dice in the mirror If anything I can say is that this cab was rare But I thought "Man, forget it - yo home to Bel Air" I pulled up to the house about seven or eight And I yelled to the cabbie "Yo homes smell ya later" I looked to my kingdom I was finally there To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel Air The Prince of Bel Air

Packy Go Home

Four And Twenty Elders
Now Packy Kildare was a kid without a care His pal was Bucky McGrath At the age of ten they talked like men feared by the rest of their class Sister Josephine ran a clean machine She was nobody's fool She'd send down below to shovel in the coal That heated all St. Brendan's School But they'd spilled off the spool They were too cool for school They called it a waste of time So everyother day was wasted away At the river in their life of crime Packy I confess you have beaten the best with a story to tell of your own Packy go home they're looking for your bones And your Ma's waitin'up all alone Now the clever young men had a plan To escape the fate that was comin' Loadin'every grain of coal that furnace could hold To keep that boiler hummin' When the temperature soared to a thousand or more The pressure continued to rise Our boys were miles away burnin'up another day When the blast split the mid-day sky Now Packy's old man was first in command The captain of the fire brigade But the good Father Keane was first on the scene With the good sisters he prayed When the flames were finally out, they all looked about Still looking for Packy and Buck When they neither could be found They were mourned through the town As the heroes who ran out of luck

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