Touch The Rock (Rhythm Rap Rock Revival) chords and lyrics - COUNT COOLOUT

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[Verse 1]
I [Em]pledge allegiance to the groove of
Count
Koolout
And to the rhythm rap rockers
Now everybody rock your body out
I am
Count
Koolout
I got my
C for the crazy way I kill my time
I got my
O from the girl.
Oh, gee, he's fine.
You in for the piece I bring to the world.
I took a
T from the tune,
Duke,
Duke of
Earl.
Got my
Z from the clouds high up above.
My double
O from the seven way we make our love.
I got my
L from the hell I love to raise.
I got the name
Kool -Aid from hot summer days.
And I can rule through rock,
shock, and amaze.
You do the rhythm rap.
Rock it out.
Rock it out.
Rock
Rock it out.
Rock out.
out.
Rock
Rock
Rock
Rock
Rock it out.
Rock out.
It's on, it's nice, it's on the mic,
and it makes you wanna dance and clap.
It's the rhythm of sound that I'm putting down,
and it's called the
MC
Rap.
You see, once upon a time,
a long time ago, in a place called
Rhythm
Vania, people used
to rock and people used to roll to the
sound of the disco mania.
But the same could be without a special treat
made the people wanna leave the floor.
And now they all want to clap while the
MC raps
Cause it makes you come back for more
Cause it makes you feel good,
it makes you feel great
Like [G]going over time for your [Em]coffee break
Like a calm man ruling the mind of a fool
Like [G]a real hot day in the [Em]real coupe
I can hit you with high,
I can hit you with lows
So [G]call up and re[Em]quest it on your radio
It's the new sensation just
to speak for the nation
That [G]goes without a doubt
[Em]The closest people to me call me
CC
But my name is
Count
Koolout
You see I'm losing this rhythm at that beat
I want to lay down a bit in my biography
And if you listen very [G]close,
you'll [Em]learn about the devastating life of
[G]Count
Kool [Em]-Ai
Cause I get down, I get down,
I get down all the way
I rock to the rhythm of the double
rock and this is what I say
Yes,
Count
Koolout is who I be I was rappin'
to the rhythm since the age of
three
And at the [G]age of six, I learned [Em]how to mix
on the turntables and with
the sweet chicks
Then when I reached the age of a cool sixteen
I went to the college on the rhythm scene,
and [G]though I had [Em]math, gym, and history, I
majored in rap technology,
and on the day I received my degree, I got me a gig as a
guest
MC.
I said, pump is dead, the freak played out,
so rock to the rhythm of the double
R
rock, or rockin' to the rhythm of the double
R rock.
I was approached by the
man who's called
Quick
Clark, he said,
Count
Kulak, how you feelin'
my man?
I said, aren't you the guy from the
rubber bands band?
He said, yes,
but I'm not here to talk about me.
I was searching for the
[G]talent in the [Em]world of
MCs, that's when I heard of you,
the people
say you're cool,
and if you're nice as ice, I'll put you on the tube
So I've used up all the mic and
my rhythm rap book
But I had to bat my eyes and
take a second look
While I was coolin' out,
mixin' with the crowd
Somebody stole my mic
and bookin' cause I don't know
I was hurt real bad way down inside
Cause my mic was my morals
and my book was my pride
And on top of that, I only had one dime
But the disney had the
number of super rhymes
And when I saw I couldn't
solve the case alone
I [G]called on the [Em]man,
Barnaby
Bones
When he arrived at the disco later on
He had a [G]three piece suit and [Em]sneakers on
He said, hello
Mr.
CCO, I'm
Barnaby
Bones
My secretary said that you rang my phone
So I took my gyrator and
jogged to the scene
Cause jogging helps me
keep my bony body lean
But some people think I
can't solve a case
Cause I got a fat head and a skinny waist
They think I'm out of shape
cause my hair is grey
But that's just a wicked
way to hike my 38
From a street fist fight to a big bang job
There is no kind of case
that I can't solve
Cause I'm a real cool [G]guy,
I'm a [Em]private eye
I'm the master of the who,
what, where, when, why
And like a hunting dog,
I sniff out the crook
That's like an
MC who stole your mic and your book
But for now I'm gonna get on the floor
No secrets when these two
pigeons heard or saw
But don't you fret,
cause I'll get back to you
But right now I see a freak I
wanna get next to
The freak that he saw was a real dream girl
She had big brown eyes and pretty curls
She had a deadly shake to
kinda blow your mind
Barnaby had to break with his coolest lie
He said, hey sweet thing, my name is
Barnaby
Bones
I was here tryna find a microphone
But that's just when I laid eyes on you
I said, that's the kinda girl I
wanna get next to
You make my heart go pit -a -patter,
you strain my brain
And tell me sweet thing,
what is your name?
She said, I'm the pretty
girl who lost the freaks
I go by the name of
Chill
Bo
Peep, and I hear
Barnaby that you a real cool guy
The master of the who,
what, where, when, why
But I'm not here to do the
Bumper
[Em]Freak
So listen,
Mr.
Bones, get away from me
Barnaby was jump caught,
she sent him away
[Em]So he li[G]fted his wig
[Em]and pulled out his .38
He said, listen,
Chill
Bo, nobody chumps with me
Now get your curls on the
floor and do the
Bumper
Freak
She said, the bump is dead,
the freak played out
So now we're [G]getting down with the double
R [Em]rock
So they got on the floor and
did the rhythm rap rock
He said, now rock to the
beat till it makes you drop
[Em]So
Chill rocked him down,
then she rocked him up
Did you hear them in the
[G]face with all
[Em]Buttercup?
He said weeeee thuggy,

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thuggy, thuggy, thuggy,
[Em]