Lyrics + Translation
I throw my hands up in the air sometimes
Saying ay-oh, gotta let go.
I wanna celebrate and live my life
Saying ay-oh, baby let’s go.
(Let’s get this party started; this is what I believe here at Citizen of the Month.)
I-I-I-I-I-I
I came to dance-dance-dance-dance
(I see blogging as an artistic personal expression.)
I hit the floor cause that’s my plans plans plans plans
(and my plan involves nurturing my writing and interacting with like-minded people.)
I’m wearing all my favorite brands brands brands brands
(while I have issues with the term “branding,” I am coming to see the importance of it.)
Give me some space for both my hands hands hands hands.
Yeah, yeah.
(while I am respectful of all the women around me in the blogging community, if a romantic opportunity would occur, and the woman was single, and if it was consensual, I would not feel guilty if I used my hands to feel up some blogger under her sweater, or to make out with her, say at a BlogHer Christmas party or after a Tweet-up; while not my main motivation for blogging, there is nothing wrong with that.)
Cause it goes on and on and on.
And it goes on and on and on.
Yeah.
(life is short. I learned that this year with Sophia’s parents. so stop waiting; be proactive with life.)
I throw my hands up in the air sometimes
Saying ay-oh, gotta let go.
(there will be times I might go overboard in some post, or be offensive, but it is OK. I am a “writer,” not a journalist.)
I wanna celebrate and live my life
Saying ay-oh, baby let’s go.
(because part of life is exploring all sides of one’s life, even the weird, or the sad, or the bad.)
Cause we gon’ rock this club
We gon’ go all night
We gon’ light it up
Like it’s dynamite.
(cause if I’m not gon’ explore my life, why waste my time writing online when there are so many other things to do, like knitting or playing golf?)
Cause I told you once
Now I told you twice
We gon’ light it up
Like it’s dynamite
(my voice has the power of TNT. so does yours! most “influential” bloggers realize this, and don’t want to tell you the truth; they hide behind “lists.”)
I came to move move move move
Get out the way of me and my crew crew crew crew
(I will try to better nurture the friendships of my “crew” next year, because being friends with 3000 people on Twitter and Facebook is ultimately unsatisfying, and even lonely at times, and it is also dumb to waste time wondering why someone is not following me or unfollowed me when I have so many other friends who DO care about me.)
I’m in the club so I’m gonna do do do do
Just what the fuck came here to do do do do
Yeah, yeah
(be confident. don’t worry so much about what others think of me.)
Cause it goes on and on and on.
And it goes on and on and on.
Yeah.
(cause life don’t stop for NOBODY.)
I throw my hands up in the air sometimes
Saying ay-oh, gotta let go.
I wanna celebrate and live my life
Saying ay-oh, baby let’s go.
Cause we gon rock this club
We gon’ go all night
We gon’ light it up
Like it’s dynamite.
Cause I told you once
Now I told you twice
We gon light it up
Like it’s dynamite.
(be a light onto others. Be inspirational, but not in a phony pre-packaged way where I’m hiding my true personality.)
I’m gonna take it all like
I’m gonna be the last one standing
I’m alone and all I
I’m gonna be the last one landing.
(sure, it is sad when your friends stop blogging, or focus more on their book deals or go “professional.” everyone has a different path. I need to find my own.)
Cause I-I-I believe it
And I-I-I, I just want it all, I just want it all.
I’m gonna put my hands in the air
Ha-hands hands in the air
Put your hands in the air-air-air-air-air-air-air-air
(why not WANT IT ALL? what am I afraid of? good writing, a little attention, some money and fame, a hot babe in a sweater!)
I throw my hands up in the air sometimes
Saying ay-oh, gotta let go.
I wanna celebrate and live my life
Saying ay-ooh, baby let’s go.
Cause we gon rock this club
We gon’ go all night
We gon’ light it up
Like it’s dynamite,
Cause I told you once
Now I told you twice
We gon’ light it up
Like it’s dynamite
(WORD.)
I’m picturing you dancing around in your underwear right now singing this.
And if that makes me wrong, I don’t wanna be right.
This song is going to be stuck in my head now for the entire day. And who knew that it could be so spiritual!
This could be the theme song for my “Glossary of Eyerolls.” Very Kardashian.
What can I possibly add to that? (But me being wordy me, I will try)
Neil, this has been a tough year for you. I say go for it all.
And? I’m with Josette.
But maybe in cowboy boots, too.
This was great, and I especially identified with this: “(why not WANT IT ALL? what am I afraid of? good writing, a little attention, some money and fame, and even some hot babe to feel up under her sweater!)” Except maybe the last part. Oh, hell, why not.
Word.
Nice..but you were a little pitchy, dawg
Looking forward for you to be back up in our asses with your blogging revolution.
Rock on Neil! Will you sing this in the holiday extravaganza?
I love your blogging manifesto. You should get a tattoo. That’s some hardcore branding right there. 🙂
You go, Neil. You go.
Always we begin again.
rock on, dude. your peeps have your back.
I’m not sure what “manifesto” means but you’ve made me want to find out.
Are we going to sing this when I see you Wednesday? Will this be the soundtrack to Thanksgiving?
V-grrrl — only if you and Di wear outfits like the women in the video!
This is so excellent that someone WHO DOESN’T EVEN BLOG emailed it to me 😉
This is one of my favourite songs of the year, Neil. Loved what you did here!
Nice spin. Is it on YouTube yet?
Not only do I now want to suck less, but I want to be inspirational, but not in a phony pre-packaged way. Oh, and get felt up under my sweater (oh wait, did I say that out loud?)
I like the way you think, Neil. Happy Thanksgiving!
Like your running commentary, Neil. You’ve got good self-insight.
Here’s another take on the popular song:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qSJCSR4MuhU