Yeah. I have a kind of knee-jerk prejudice against the world she emerges from; she's so obviously a product of the west london trustafarian style mag scene of the '90s that I find her whole refugee pose pretty risible. But the album rocks, and the piracy Funds terrorism mix is even better.
Buffista Music II: Wrath of Chaka Khan
There's a lady plays her fav'rite records/On the jukebox ev'ry day/All day long she plays the same old songs/And she believes the things that they say/She sings along with all the saddest songs/And she believes the stories are real/She lets the music dictate the way that she feels.
a question to the thread: Can you stand the rain?
And if not, who'll stop the rain?
if nothing else, you can always Blame it on the Rain.
Can you stand the rain?
On my window? No way. Falling on my head? Eh, why not.
Can you stand the rain?
Red rain, sure.
I like singing in the rain, myself.
Though I hate when it rains on Prom night.
if nothing else, you can always Blame it on the Rain.
I still prefer to Blame it on the Bossa Nova, or Cain.
I want to know, have you ever seen the rain coming down on a sunny day?
I can see clearly now, the rain is gone.
Small Change got rained on with his own .38.