This reminded me of *related=Morris Minor & The Majors - This Is the Chorus from the 80s, it's pretty much a 2014 update.

Morris Minor & The Majors - This Is the Chorus has been added as a related post - related requested by oritteropo.

Zinedine Zidane lyrics

In 1972, under a scorching June sun
In the French Coastal town of Marseilles
Two Algerian immigrants awaited the birth of their 5th child
Later that day, a star was born

Verse
Cristiano Ronaldo, Wayne Rooney, Veron
Suarez, Van Basten, Gianluigi Buffon
Xavi, Iniesta, Drogba, Hazard
Tevez, Schweinsteiger, Steven Gerrard

Alessandro Del Piero, Neymar, Forlan
Ozil, Nakata, Jean-Pierre Papin
Ballack, Van Persie, Beckham, Giggs, Scholes
But the strongest of them all

Chorus
Zinedine Zidane, Zinedine Zidane
Superstar, superstar
Zinedine Zidane, Zinedine Zidane
Superstar, superstar

Verse
Lionel Messi, Gareth Bale, Kewell
Nedved, Maldini, Aguero, Raul
Casillas, Cavani, Benzema, Mandzukic
Mario Balotelli, Zlatan Ibrahimovic!
Lothar Matthaus, Shevchenko, Cantona
Ronaldinho, Ronaldo, Romario, Rivaldo, Robinho, Ramirez, KAKA
Falcao, Franck Ribery, Pirlo, Cahill, Kompany
But the strongest of them all

Chorus

Bridge
And he’ll burn through the dark like a fire (Puskas, Eusebio)
So much more than the world was dreaming of wa ya ya (Beckenbauer, Platini, Best)
He’ll fight (Charlton)
And his light (Cruyff)
Will shine on and on and on (Baggio)
Oh, why (Diego Armando Maradona)
With his will to survive (Pele)

Chorus

Outro
Cannavaro, Karagounis, Chicharito, William Gallas
Sanchez, Mark Bosnich, Hulk, Alexi Lalas
Wilkshere, Honda, Busquets, DICKIE, Simao
Thierry Henry, Modric, Vidal
Park Ji Sung, Donovan, Eto'o, Zizou
ZIZOU

Zinedine Zidane, Zinedine Zidane
He is a part of things, he is a part of things

Incorrect. Brain-dead morons (or people who love being marketed to and sold a bill of bads) robotically-assisted through programming and several millions of dollars of mind-control technology offered-up on the alter of Baal their single vote to the current version of a marionette.

Evil cunts placed him a position of ass-fucking power, and a fawning chorus of dutiful and exhausted hairless apes grabbed their ankles and gasped, "Thank you sir, may I have another...and ANOTHER?!!"

Galifanakis has got to be one of the most un-funny entertainers in the history of cinema (have to admit though, chuckled a few times with this one). He and Will Farrel should be placed on an ice flow and set adrift.....with provisions, of course.

That reminds me of one of my favourite versions of the song by The Puppini Sisters. The chorus in particular changes the tone of the song completely.

There's a bad recording with good moves here: http://videosift.com/video/Puppini-Sisters-Wuthering-Heights

Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And never brought to mind?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And auld lang syne!

Chorus.-For auld lang syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne.
We'll tak a cup o' kindness yet,
For auld lang syne.

And surely ye'll be your pint stowp!
And surely I'll be mine!
And we'll tak a cup o'kindness yet,
For auld lang syne.
For auld, &c.

We twa hae run about the braes,
And pou'd the gowans fine;
But we've wander'd mony a weary fit,
Sin' auld lang syne.
For auld, &c.

We twa hae paidl'd in the burn,
Frae morning sun till dine;
But seas between us braid hae roar'd
Sin' auld lang syne.
For auld, &c.

And there's a hand, my trusty fere!
And gie's a hand o' thine!
And we'll tak a right gude-willie waught,
For auld lang syne.
For auld, &c.

Very proficient little girl. I've been around a lot of deaf people (oldest kid was language impaired and her mother is an ASL interpreter) and while this girl is rather cute from our perspective, this isn't terribly unusual.

The funny part is that she's doing it as part of the chorus and it appears she has hearing. If she is deaf as well, even more impressive.

He'll never be outta work and can date chorus girls for the rest of his life...Thankyieu, thankyouverymuch-

At the end of the movie, the camera pulls back to a frazzled old man in an insane asylum talking to his shrink. "And that's how it really happened!", he proclaims, before being led back to his cell. The screen cuts to black, an image of a middle finger fades in on screen, a chorus of fart noises blare out and the credits begin to roll.

Really like this song. How do you interpret the lyrics? I've never been sure what exactly to make of them.

We saw the western coast
I saw the hospital
Nursed the shoreline like a wound
Reports of lover's tryst
Were neither clear nor descript
We kept it safe and slow
The quiet things that no one ever knows

[Chorus: x2]
So keep the blood in your head
And keep your feet on the ground
If today's the day it gets tired
Today's the day we drop out
Gave up my body and bed
All for an empty hotel
Wasting words on lower cases and capitals

I contemplate the day we wed
Your friends are boring me to death
Your veil is ruined in the rain
By then it's you I can do without
There's nothing new to talk about
And though our kids are blessed
Their parents let them shoulder all the blame

[Chorus: x2]
So keep the blood in your head
And keep your feet on the ground
If today's the day it gets tired
Today's the day we drop out
Gave up my body and bed
All for an empty hotel
Wasting words on lower cases and capitals

[Bridge: x2]
I lie for only you
And I lie well...
Hallelu...

[Chorus: x2 (words from bridge continued in the background)]
So keep the blood in your head
And keep your feet on the ground
Today's the day it gets tired
Today's the day we drop out
Gave up my body and bed
All for an empty hotel
Wasting words on lower cases and capitals

Lyrics:

He is your brother.
And just because he's older,
He will always try to boss you.
No matter what you do,
You must obey him!

He is your brother.
And just because he's younger,
You will learn to tell your fists no,
When he beats you on Nintendo.
Do not hit him!

Ahhhhhhhhh
Don't leave us,
You are our jesus.
But you look like mother.
Don't want to lose you,
To another.

Ahhhhhhhhh
Don't leave us,
You are our jesus.
She maybe your lover,
But do not forget,
You are our brother!

You were a loser,
Your haircut was a mullet.
You could not play the bassoon,
You had a dark blue bedroom,
What were you thinking?!

You also had a mullet!
I was always the cool one.
I was the budding rock star,
I'm awesome at the guitar....
...But you work for me now!

Ahhhhhhhhh
Don't leave us,
You are our jesus.
But you look like mother.
Don't want to lose you,
To another.

Ahhhhhhhhh
Don't leave us,
You are our jesus.
She maybe your lover,
But do not forget,
You are our brother!

You were working as a salesman,
In a homeware & design store.
You only ever wore black,
Your life was made of Habitat.
You were lonely.
Ooooooooooohhhhhhhhh

That was when you met her,
Though you would never tell us.
But then we finally guessed it,
Out came your dirty secret -
You loved your boss!
Ooooooooooohhhhhhhhh
You loved your boss!!!

You are my brother.
Just look how far you've come now.
I used to change your nappy,
Now you're old & saggy,
Fat like Paddy.

You are my brother.
I always looked up to you.
But now to me it's quite weird,
Cause you have hair & a beard,
Just like our Daddy.

Ahhhhhhhhh
Don't leave us,
You are our jesus.
But you look like mother.
Don't want to lose you,
To another.

Ahhhhhhhhh
Don't leave us,
You are our jesus.
She maybe your lover,
But do not forget,
You are our brother!

Chords....are simple & repetitive:

First 2 verses & choruses: D minor, F major, A minor, D minor
Middle 8 (the 'you were working as a salesman' bit): C major, F major, C major, F major, A minor; repeat then go to D minor
Final verse: D minor, F major, A minor, D minor
Final choruses: D minor, F major, A minor, D minor

© Rufus Starlight, Baddy Paris & Ferris Ferhat.

"Dirty Harry (Schtung Chinese New Year Remix)":

Erhu: Hou Shih Chieh
Keyboards: Johnny Yim
Percussion: Tung Tang
Guzheng: Morton Wilson
Chorus: Jaxqueline Fu, Mazy Yap, and the Lok Sin Tong Primary School
Rap: MC Yan
Chorus Lyrics: Chantal Sun
Programming & Mix: Tung Tang
Produced by Ann Yeung & Tung Tang
Executive Producers: Morton Wilson & Hans Ebert
Mixed at Schtung Music Ltd, Hong Kong.

Available on 'D-Sides', I'm told.

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Nice; she had a better chorus too!

I can't believe all of the things they say about me
Walk in the room they throwing shade left to right
They be like, "Ooh, she serving face"
And I just tell 'em cut me up and get down
They call us dirty 'cuz we break all your rules down
And we just came to act a fool, is that all right?
(Girl, that's alright)
They be like, "Ooh, let them eat cake."
But we eat wings and throw them bones on the ground

[Pre-Chorus]
Am I a freak for dancing around?
Am I a freak for getting down?
I'm coming up, don't cut me down
Yeah I wanna be, wanna be

[Verse 2]
Is it peculiar that she twerk in the mirror?
And am I weird to dance alone late at night?
And is it true we're all insane?
And I just tell 'em, "No we ain't" and get down

I heard this life is just a play with no rehearsal
I wonder will this be my final act tonight
And tell me what's the price of fame?
Am I a sinner with my skirt on the ground?

[Hook]
Am I a freak for dancing around?
Am I a freak for getting down?
I'm coming up, don't cut me down
Yeah I wanna be

[Verse 3]
Hey brother can you save my soul from the devil?
Say is it weird to like the way she wear her tights?
And is it rude to wear my shades?
Am I a freak because I love watching Mary? (Maybe)

Hey sister am I good enough for your heaven?
Say will your God accept me in my black and white?
Will he approve the way I'm made?
Or should I reprogram the programming and get down?

[Hook]

[Spoken Word]
Even if it makes others uncomfortable
I wanna love who I am
Even if it makes other uncomfortable
I will love who I am

[Breakdown: Erykah Badu]
Dance 'til the break of dawn
Don't mean a thing, so duh
I can't take it no more
Baby, we in tuxedo groove
Monae and E. Badu
Crazy in the black and white
We got the drums so tight
Baby, here comes the freedom song
Too strong we moving on
Baby there's melody
Show you another way
This joints for fight unknown
Come home and sing your song
But you gotta testify
Because the booty don't lie

No, no, the booty don't lie
Oh no, the booty don't lie

[Verse 4: Janelle Monae]
Yeah
Yeah, let's flip it
I don't think they understand what I'm trying to say

I asked a question like this
"Are we a lost generation of our people?
Add us to equations but they'll never make us equal.
She who writes the movie owns the script and the sequel.
So why ain't the stealing of my rights made illegal?
They keep us underground working hard for the greedy,
But when it's time pay they turn around and call us needy.
My crown too heavy like the Queen Nefertiti
Gimme back my pyramid, I'm trying to free Kansas City.

Mixing masterminds like your name Bernie Grundman.
Well I'm gonna keep leading like a young Harriet Tubman
You can take my wings but I'm still goin' fly
And even when you edit me the booty don't lie
Yeah, keep singing and I'mma keep writing songs
I'm tired of Marvin asking me, "What's Going On?
March to the streets 'cuz I'm willing and I'm able
Categorize me, I defy every label
And while you're selling dope, we're gonna keep selling hope
We rising up now, you gotta deal you gotta cope
Will you be electric sheep?
Electric ladies, will you sleep?
Or will you preach?"