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BUSY BEE'S GROOVE!

The Snark playlist for TUESDAY, FEBRUARY 21, 2012.
(Artist/SONG/Album, etc.)

Balkan Beat Box -- INTRO (TASTE OF WHERE I'M FROM) -- Give (2012, Nat Geo)
Phoenecia -- DOGNESS -- Demissions (2011, DETUND)
Destroy All Monsters -- NOBODY KNOWS -- Bored (1999)
Willie Rosario -- CALYPSO BLUES -- Boogaloo Pow Wow: Dancefloor Rendez-Vous In Young Nuyorica (2006, Honest Jon's Records)
Wiley -- THIS IS JUST AN ALBUM -- Evolve Or Be Extinct (2012, Big Dada)
The Chieftains, feat. Imelda May -- CAROLINA RUA / REEL: THE LADIES PANTALETTES -- Voice of Ages (2012, Hear Music)
Andre Williams -- HOT COFFEE -- Nightclub (2011, Pravda)
Efan -- 1980 -- Electro-Lava (2008, Efan)
LiLiPUT -- WIG-WAM -- LiLiPUT / Kleenex: 1978-83 (Kill Rock Stars)
Jackie Mittoo -- CHAMPION OF THE ARENA -- Champion In The Arena: 1976-77 (2003, Blood & Fire)
God Made Me Funky -- TOO SHY -- Enter The Beat (2008, New Empire)
A Place To Bury Strangers -- DRILL IT UP -- Onwards To The Wall (2012, Dead Oceans)
Aline Morales -- UN CHEIRO QUE ARREPIA -- Flores, Tambores, E Amores (2011, Aline Morales)
Leonard Cohen -- DIFFERENT SIDES -- Old Ideas (2012, Columbia)
Busy Bee -- BUSY BEE'S GROOVE -- The Sugar Hill Records Story (1999, Rhino/WEA) [orig.1985]
Old Man Luedecke & Lake Of Stew -- MONSANTO JONES -- Sing All About It (2011, Noise Trade)
Vinicius Cantuária -- CORRE CAMPO -- Sol Na Cara (1996, Gramavision)
Amerigo Gazaway -- STAKES IS HIGH -- Fela Soul (2011, Gummy Soul)
Big Sugar -- COME A LITTLE CLOSER... NOW COME! -- Revolution Per Minute (2011, Bread & Water)
Wilton "Bogey" Gaynair -- WILTON'S MOOD -- Alpha Boys School: Music In Education 1920-2006 (2006, Sanctuary)

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BUSY BEE'S GROOVE!

Two weeks ago, at the place to be

They were standing in line to see the Busy Bee

I pulled up in the curve in the ‘98

Then I rushed inside so we won’t be late

The party was packed, well, you couldn’t even move

Now everybody’s rocking to the Busy Bee’s groove!

Busy Bee!  Busy Bee!

Everybody clap hands, stomp your feet!

Clap hands, stomp your feet!

Hey y’all! From coast to coast, and from land to land

As the super-fly brother, with the master plan

With the beat that’s unique to sound real sweet

To make you party to the rhythm seven days a week

Yes, it’s true that dreams can come through

If it happened to me it can happen to you

So let’s get up on our feet, let our fingers pop

Because Busy Bee’s just about ready to rock

Ha! Uh!

Now y’all heard the rest and y’all ready to go

With the baddest in hi-fi stereo

So just groove to the rhythm, while you groove to the beat

And you wanna hear this record every day of the week

Because the sound that you hear, so def to your ears

So have no fear, Busy Bee is here!

Uh! Ow!

Busy Bee!

I met a young lady that fainted on the scene

She want she win the lotto, that was always her dream

People gathered around, and ask did she move?

Then she jump back to life to a Busy Bee’s groove

Busy Bee make you dance, scream, and shout

That’s what the Busy Bee is all about

So before I go and before I quit,

I’m gonna gi’ you some more of this Busy Bee hit!

Hey y’all, one day I hit the number and it must be told

Oh I won a million dollars and ten bags of gold

I took a lady shopping as I played the role

Of a rich millionaire twenty-two years old

I called the daily news and then I told the pope

You shoulda heard me on the phone as I began to boast,

Man, they hung up the phone, rushed to the scene

Just to interview me in that same limousine

A six door Cadillac, TV and bar,

A space antennae at the back of the car

I tore the streets all through the night

But to hang with Busy Bee ya got ta be all right

Said winter, spring, after that come fall

Anytime you ready just gimme a call

We’ll talk about the birds and the bees

And the way I check the house for you young ladies

I was raised in the sun, strong as a ox

Slim, trim, fine as the fox

But right about this time, I just want y’all to know

I choose the life that they call the disco

So get up on your feet, let your fingers pop

It’s Busy Bee’s here and I’m ready to rock, oh!

Uh!

And I rock New York City, all years around

And my name is known all over the town

People here love the way I run my game

They can’t wait to see me make the Hall Of Fame

And Busy Bee is my name and that’s a fact

And you can’t beat that with a stickball bat

Young ladies: rock the house

And to all the fly guys: rock the house

And you dance and you dance and don’t quit

Coz the music’s designed to be a rock hit

Just ooh ah!  

Uh ooh uh ooh ah!  

Ooh ah uh uh!

Said there’s a place where the ranch boys go

To get a little cheeky, to get gus go

But in order to you to come in our spot

Ya gotta own three girls, a mansion and a yacht

And then you come inside and beat the stride

You gotta bet cash money to keep the game alive

You couldn’t stay on your feet from 9 to 5

Because the boys of the ranch don’t take no jive

Uh ah uh uh ah ah!

Uh ah uh uh ah ah!

Uh ah uh uh uh ah ah!

Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh!

DJs, radio stations all over the nation

Take this record out ya cover wi’out a hesitation

It’s a gift from me, and the studio in the sky

Put it on the turntables and you’ll a-know why

The B-U-S-Y the B-E-E’s

The man rocks the house, most definitely

And he floats like a butterfly, sting like a bee

He’s not the latest, he’s the greatest

And they call him Busy Bee!

You don’t care if I’m the one

Because all you wanna do is have some fun

So put your hand on your hip, I’ll make your backbone slip

Put the pedal to the metal, feet with the beat

And get down, stop that messin’ around

Coz Chief Rocker-Biz-Bee is in your town

Clap your hands, do the freak dance

Become a victim of circumstance

Because everybody rocks when Busy Bee is down

Come alive y’all, come on!

Busy Bee, Busy Bee Busy Bee Busy Bee Busy Bee

That’s right, I’m takin’ them all out, all bums

All MCs that are bums, I’m taking them all out

I’ll straighten them out

You got a problem MC? You?

I’ll straighten them out

Doctor?  You got a problem?

I’ll straighten them out

I’ll straighten them all out

Busy Bee!

Busy Bee! 

Oh!

Fresh!

lyric by Busy Bee Starski, 1985.

(a.k.a  Chief Rocker Busy Bee, a.k.a. David Parker)

It should be safe to say that the musicians were Doug Wimbish, Skip McDonald, and Keith LeBlanc, but there may have been others, and various combinations, etc.

More research is always necessary!  I'll keep digging.

(These lyrics were transcribed by me, so if you spot any errors or have a better interpretation, please leave a comment so I can correct the mistakes. Thanks!)