this ones from midnight cowboy

Late Night Tico Tico

A Hip Hop Christmas

trick or treat, shreik to the beat,
a gang of gouls just appeared in the street
spookin little kids in the corner, 
better call the coroner, gonna put an order in 
given you till the count of 10
to crawl back into the earth instead
(no way), gotta save the day, 
let me get sack full of dat canday
hiding in the dark with eyes ablaze
gonna shoot a spark and ignite the place, im a demon
wont hesitate to leave a punk screamin

slashes creating gashes, 
gonna scare ya better take some classes
play with matches, 
learn how to act with an axe n return with a passion for hackin
satanic attatchment, lucipher laughin
im the spider ring on the king of madness
 
stear clear of fear when the moon draws near, 
cuz youll float too like those kids in the sewer
face IT now or regret IT sooner 
(whats that sound?) i think that the beast is abound,  
makin his rounds through the town so look out

risin from the ocean floor
run and hide wont work no more
amy dont go out tonight
no ones safe when moon is bright

too much candy, my tummy dont got nuff space
completely emptied my pillow case and proceeded to stuff my face
but yo i need to takea long nap, good thing were gonna get an hour back
im gonna spend it in the sack while my stomach reacts to the glucose and fructose i feel like a fat cat
now im layin on a mat, all laid out like iv just been attacked
sweatin pretty bad, face down on the ground with a wrapper in my hand
got a stain on my mask so dont even ask, sweets? please, ill pass
send me too the lab for some insulin stat, but dont lock me in with the mice and the rats
ill escape by smashing the glass and attack ur pack with the fury of a sugar high bat

Transylvania 1784

thanksgiving, thanks for giving
im making the bed with fresh linens
thanksgiving, thanks for giving
unbuckle your belt and start chillin, yea
thanks for givin, givin, givin, givin, givin, givin, givin
thanksgiving, thanks for givin'
I want you to feel just what I'm feelin'

whats my favourite memory? carving our initials onto your oak tree
take a sit down, shade of the tree casting shadows on the ground, 
feeling so free, leaves are falling all around
lay by the creek, not to see but for sound of the streams

and I can feel it, both of us can feel it
dont try to conceal it, reveal it, you know i wont steal your cornucopia of love flowin from an ocean, its a message from above rewrittin as a potion 
check the mirror twice for a special night, you golden
put the pressure on if you think that im withholden

you light up the sky on a long long weekend
we freaken, dive into the deep end

thanksgiving, thanks for giving
im making the bed with fresh linens
thanksgiving, thanks for giving
i gots to express just what im feelin
thanks fo givin, givin, givin, givin, givin, givin, givin
thanksgivin, thanks fo givin
unbuckle a belt to start chillin, babay

whats my favourite memory? hockey in the street, 
the crisp autumn breeze, your sweater on my sheets
cranberry so sweet, i saved you a seat
since 1621 we celebrated with peace

its a day of release, so let your mind be at ease
we got the family here were makin memories
grabbed organic goods from the grocery store
so let the tryptophan relax ya head sum more
who wants leftovers? turkey leg n vegtables
pumpkin pie muffin, dont worry babe im bringen home the stuffin'
first i gots to rub in some oils 
make you blushin'
and clutchin'  
grippin' on my hips 
now u cussin'
and I don't know
what can I do
but give thanks to you

whats my favourite memory? the list is long
but if i had to pick itd have to be when we was gathered round
hearing the sounds of the drum and the bass and your voice
oh my god it makes my heart race

never got the chance to tell you how i really feel
 in myself i know that all we had was real
our light shone bright, but the wind blew hard
and beleive i tried with all my might but we grew apart
but nevertheless im grateful for all that you taught me
life is truly a blessing, i wont let this haunt me
every breath is unique, dont waste it thinkin bout defeat
cause one chapter opens after another one closes
so please, always take the time to smell the roses
thanksgiving

thanksgiving, thanks for giving
I'm making the bed with fresh linens
thanksgiving, thanks for giving
unbuckle your belt and start chillin', yea
thanks for givin', givin', givin', givin', givin', givin', givin'
thanksgiving, thanks for givin'
i want you to feel just what I'm feeling

Thanks For Givin

Back on the bus is where i should be
but im runnin late again cause im lost in my sheets
couldnt be woken from my dreams even if a team of screams
yelled out from the streets   - (BRENT!)
when i was a pup my mom got a cup
with water from the tub
dumped upon my head and bed
until i shouted "yeaaa im up"

lunch packed up    - (boots tied tight!)
missed the bus so i took the bike
late to class, thats my first strike
	   but yo whos keepin track? 
new backpack with a sternum strap and a hook for my cap
with a book on my lap, stuck in a traps how i feel 
when i hear a clock tick and i feel a toe tap

oh son, one day youll change your ways
not today i know
the worst is still too come before you find what youve been looking for 


no not today, since labour day iv been thinkin bout last years algebra grades
the amount of tests that im gonna take, mistakes i make  
got me doomed from the start and i aint getting paid 
unless you got some leaves that i can rake..? 
gotta pencil case, but its bin misplaced so i think im gonna take a quick break

oh son, one day youll change your ways
not today i know
the worst is still too come before you find what youve been looking for

brenthubner