They call it a scene I call it disaster Down here the kids grow up faster Scared they're scared to the bone Like a pack of wolves they don't run alone One on one they won't look you in the eye But when the pack's together there's a battle cry I saw it fifteen on one When the crowd dispersed the kid was done
[Chorus:] No (no more) No (bad town) No more bad town
Yeah down there you gotta have a label Just like a cattle in a stable Knee jerk reaction I call it violence Why speak out when you could be silenced Down there, out on the dance floor Too much violence I don't want more Down there, out on the street I can see the air I can see the heat
Off of the movie soundtrack compilation Trainspotting #2 (one of my favorite movies with an amazing soundtrack), I've always enjoyed this down-tempo interpretation of the classic Iggy Pop jam "Nightclubbing":
Probably after having looked up a couple of Beatles-related titles this morning and reading up on Apple Corps., a song would inevitable pop into my head. That song happened to be Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Da...an undeniably catchy, pop-reggae-influenced tune. Whistle along...
Desmond has his barrow in the market place... Molly is the singer in a band... Desmond says to Molly "Girl, I like your face" And Molly says this as she takes him by the hand... Ob-la-di, ob-la-da, life goes on, brah!... Lala how the life goes on... Ob-la-di, ob-la-da, life goes on, brah!... Lala how the life goes on.
Desmond takes a trolley to the jewelry store... Buys a twenty carat golden ring... Takes it back to Molly waiting at the door... And as he gives it to her she begins to sing... Ob-la-di, ob-la-da, life goes on, brah!... Lala how the life goes on... Ob-la-di, ob-la-da, life goes on, brah!... Lala how the life goes on.
In a couple of years they have built a home sweet home, With a couple of kids running in the yard, Of Desmond and Molly Jones... (Ha ha ha ha ha)
Happy ever after in the market place... Desmond lets the children lend a hand... Molly stays at home and does her pretty face... And in the evening she still sings it with the band... Ob-la-di, ob-la-da, life goes on, brah!... Lala how the life goes on... Ob-la-di, ob-la-da, life goes on, brah!... Lala how the life goes on.
In a couple of years they have built a home sweet home, With a couple of kids running in the yard, Of Desmond and Molly Jones... Happy ever after in the market place... Molly lets the children lend a hand... Desmond stays at home and does his pretty face... And in the evening she's a singer with the band... Ob-la-di, ob-la-da, life goes on, brah!... Lala how the life goes on... Ob-la-di, ob-la-da, life goes on, brah!... Lala how the life goes on.
And if you want some fun...take Ob-la-di-bla-da (Thank you)
16B aka Omid Nourizadeh (one of my favorite producers) remixes an Agent 001 jam(another one of my favorite producers), who had a string of monster hits during a brief two-year period in the mid-00's. If you ever see Eli "Wilk da Silk" Wilkie on the bill for a night at some club, don't miss out. Dude always delivers. Actually, for that matter, don't miss out on Steve Porter and Omid 16B as well.