Lyrics to 'Copasetic' by Local H. Born to be down / Learned all my lessons before now / Born to be down / I figure you're used to it / And you just don't get it
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7/3/2013 · This is a pretty long song. Regardless, I made a lyric vid of it... The music quality should be somewhat better than my other lyricvids.
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7/8/2009 · music: "Bound For The Floor" by Local H
copasetic. see copacetic. copacetic. adj. 1919, but it may have origins in 19c. U.S. Southern black speech. Origin unknown, suspects include Latin, Yiddish (e.g. Hebrew kol b'seder), Italian, Louisiana French (coupe-sétique), and Native American. None is considered convincing by linguists.
7/31/2015 · The debut full-length album by Chicago based band Knuckle Puck Copacetic delivers catchy emotional lyrics over vibrant and energetic pop punk. The …
Copasetic This song is by Local H. Born to be down Learned all my lessons before now Born to be down I figure you're used to it And you just don't get it You keep it copasetic And you learn to accept it And you know you're so pathetic And you just don't get it You keep it...
Individuals who wish to drastically understate the current economic situation in Iran, speciously, but quickly, will point out as their positive justification that the currency value and inflation rate are both in comparatively better straits now than a year ago; as if somehow, in their flawed estimation, these two factors are the only benchmarks to meet in order to have a copasetic economy.
The Selecter - Copasetic (live) Lyrics. It was not copasetic, it was not right Those weapons that were formed for thee None of them shall prosper It is the time when man shall be f
Copasetic Lyrics: Electric pulse sent to my hand / Pen to paper, paper sent to man / 2000 65 degrees / Written in our house amongst the trees / We've lived here since summer '94 / Broken windows