Текст песни
make no mistake about it
Peddling their papayas on 42nd street, i am a living work of art, not much of a challenge
once again behaving in a manner i had sworn to aschew
These girls don t know shit about euripides, alright girls Winnetka, eggs will be laid tonight
to repectability and righteousness
Once again falling into the vat of vulgarity, big noise in his heart, big noise flew right out again
just as i was about to rush down the path
not only are they gorgeous and talented
form this project beathed in a new and ennobling light
winsome little soul that lurks beneath this lurid exterior
winsome little soul that lurks beneath this lurid exterior
Turn them men into pigs, watch us as we scratch and claw out hour Winnetka, there she goes round again
i m gonna blow this joint apart
There she goes round again, we were destined to share the stage someday, everyone has a bit of big noise in his heart
My heart is pumpin, i just flew in from winnetka
i am the one they call the bi-i-i-i-g noise
Up and then down again, i am a living work of art
After many a summer dies the swan,, who was the hippest chick in town
To turn chicken shit in to chicken salad, ain t that right girls, i am the one they call the bi-i-i-i-g noise
Make no mistake about it folks, that bunch right over there in the front row, but not when their stuck in a turkey as big as this one
welcome to another foul evening with the divine miss m
Not only are they gorgeous and talented, i did so want to leave my sordid past behind and emerge Big, not only are they gorgeous and talented
i m gonna blow this joint apart
i wanted to show you the good beneath the gaudy
f ck em if they can t take a joke
Not only are my girls fine singers and dancers, big noise flew right out again
But they also think i m god, i am the one they call the big noise, and this is just the start
Make no mistake about it folks, we were destined to share the stage someday Noise, my three favorite schochkies on the breakfront of life
I am the one they call the bi-i-i-i-g noise, winsome little soul that lurks beneath this lurid exterior
I just flew in from winnetka, big noise flew right out again