Medical detective. Were there any medical detectives in history?

The first season of the Voskresensky TV series has ended. Not & nbsp; without reason, his hero was called the Russian Sherlock Holmes. I wonder if the detective doctor had a real prototype? And & nbsp; in general, were there & nbsp; in history, doctors who moonlight as detectives?

We & nbsp; conducted our own investigation and & nbsp; found something interesting. If we talk about & nbsp; Arkady Gavrilovich, this is the name of the main character of the series, then & nbsp; his image is tailored according to & nbsp; image and & nbsp; likeness not & nbsp; of some specific doctor, but & nbsp; the main detective of all times and & nbsp; peoples.

Elementary, Watson!

And & nbsp; the prototype of Holmes himself was a surgeon known in & nbsp; England & nbsp; & mdash; Professor Joseph Bell … Deductive method & nbsp; & mdash; his creative idea, he amazed all his contemporaries with it. Only after looking at the & nbsp; patient, and & nbsp; not asking & nbsp; a single question, Bell told the students what kind of & nbsp; man he was, who he & nbsp; works, where he lives and & nbsp; brought a lot of other facts from & nbsp; his life. Conan Doyle saw this many, many times, because while studying at the University of Edinburgh, he was Bell's assistant. Many such stories he & nbsp; included in his detective epic. The only demonstration of this method was not & nbsp; surgeon Bell, but & nbsp; Detective Holmes.

Remember his first meeting with & nbsp; Watson, when immediately after greeting Sherlock says: “ I see you & nbsp; came from & nbsp; Afghanistan. '' The doctor was shocked. But & nbsp; then he & nbsp; observed the accuracy of Holmes' deductive method all the time. Conan Doyle himself did not & nbsp; hide who was the prototype of the famous detective. In & nbsp; his memoirs, he & nbsp; wrote: “It is not surprising that, knowing a man like J. Bell, I used and & nbsp; developed his methods when I later tried to create the image of a detective.” So Holmes has the brains of a doctor. And & nbsp; this is understandable, because the deductive method is very close to & nbsp; so-called clinical thinking. By the & nbsp; will of the author, the detective owned it & nbsp; better than a professional doctor & nbsp; & mdash; Watson.

Dr. Joseph Bell. Source: Public Domain

There was a real detective doctor, and & nbsp; you & nbsp; know him

But & nbsp; was there a real doctor in the & nbsp; story who used this kind of thinking in & nbsp; detective investigations? Hardly & nbsp; were there a lot of them, we managed to find only one. And & nbsp; you & nbsp; know him. This is the greatest medics of all time and & nbsp; peoples & nbsp; & mdash; William Harvey … It was he & nbsp; in & nbsp; 1628 & nbsp; g. was the first to describe the systemic circulation, showing the delusional nature of all past ideas about the & nbsp; work of the heart and & nbsp; vessels. Experimental and deductive methods helped him to make a discovery. But & nbsp; his discovery was met with hostility, rational thought then was not & nbsp; in & nbsp; honor. Scientists continued to adhere to dogma, and & nbsp; not & nbsp; facts. And & nbsp; in & nbsp; that & nbsp; time there was a very active hunt for witches.

Rejection of Harvey's colleagues did not & nbsp; and & nbsp; from & nbsp; his views he did & nbsp; did & nbsp; refuse. His reputation remained high, and & nbsp; he & nbsp; became not & nbsp; just King Charles' medic & nbsp; I , but & nbsp; and & nbsp; close to & nbsp; man. As a doctor, he often accompanied the monarch on his trips around the country. In & nbsp; 1632, they arrived in the town of Newmarket, where they told Harvey about a & nbsp; local witch, who was helped in & nbsp; black affairs by her & nbsp; toad. The scientist did not & nbsp; very much believe in & nbsp; these miracles, and & nbsp; he had a plan for the most real detective investigation. He decided to check if this woman was really a witch or not.

Hunt for & nbsp; witches

In modern terms, William Harvey conducted a special operation, infiltrating the & nbsp; lair of the witch. He & nbsp; came to & nbsp; her and & nbsp; introduced himself as a sorcerer. The scientist played this role successfully, the woman believed him, and feeling a kindred spirit, she even showed her familiar (assistant). After clicking her tongue, she called the toad out from under the closet and & nbsp; gave her milk. Harvey suggested to “ wash '' acquaintance, and & nbsp; gave a shilling, asked her & nbsp; to bring beer. While she went after & nbsp; him, the great anatomist was engaged in a business well known to him. He & nbsp; opened the toad, and & nbsp; saw that it was completely ordinary. Exactly the same & nbsp; as & nbsp; dozens, if not & nbsp; hundreds of others that Harvey has dissected earlier.

I must say that he & nbsp; opened a huge number of various animals, sometimes still alive. By practicing vivisection, Harvey and & nbsp; laid the foundations of physiology. I understand that animal activists will not really & nbsp; like it, but & nbsp; it's a fact. I am not & nbsp; too & nbsp; delighted with & nbsp; this cruel method of research, but & nbsp; I am aware that without it modern medicine & nbsp; would not be & nbsp;. We can say that Harvey was the first physiologist: vivisectors were & nbsp; before & nbsp; but & nbsp; very few people did it with & nbsp; benefit for science and & nbsp; got as much important information about & nbsp; the work of the body as & nbsp; he did. However, and & nbsp; anatomy remained very close to him. For & nbsp; throughout his life, he almost & nbsp; did not & nbsp; dissect troupes every day, lecturing to students and & nbsp; doing his own research.

William Harvey. Photo: Public Domain

Scientific logic and & nbsp; common sense

The fact that the witch's familiar was no & nbsp; different from & nbsp; other toads, according to & nbsp; Harvey's opinion irrefutably testified that a woman does not & nbsp; possess any witchcraft, and & nbsp; to be afraid of her & nbsp; charms does not & nbsp; itself should she considered herself a witch). But & nbsp; he soon had to regret the & nbsp; results of his investigation, when the woman returned, she attacked the & nbsp; scientist and & nbsp; was ready to tear him to pieces in & nbsp; reality, no & nbsp; resorting to any & nbsp; & nbsp; any magic. Only his intellect saved him. Harvey managed to explain that he & nbsp; saved a woman from & nbsp; certain death, which she & nbsp; shone like a witch. And & nbsp; that & nbsp; he allegedly came to & nbsp; her on the & nbsp; assignment of the king to check whether she was a witch or not. And & nbsp; if & nbsp; would have really turned out to be a witch, then & nbsp; her days & nbsp; were numbered. These rational arguments reached the & nbsp; women, and & nbsp; she forgave the great scientist for the death of her beloved toad.

In the & nbsp; head of the commission for the & nbsp; search for witches

After that, Harvey no longer conducted active detective investigations. But & nbsp; in & nbsp; as a forensic scientist, he was involved in the & nbsp; investigation of crimes. So, in & nbsp; 1634 & nbsp; g. King Charles I & nbsp; involved Harvey in the & nbsp; examination of four women accused of & nbsp; witchcraft. It was necessary to find the secret signs of the witch on their & nbsp; body. It could be either skin areas that are insensitive to pain, or nipples, which, as it was believed, the witch used to feed a toad, rat, spider or some other helper. All these signs of a witch were given in the & nbsp; book Demonology, which was written by Charles' father & nbsp; I, ​​the King of England and & nbsp; Jacob I of Scotland . Harvey headed the commission, which included surgeons and midwives. & Nbsp; three women did not have any signs, and & nbsp; the fourth one found two such stigmata at once. One, as noted in the & nbsp; examination protocol, was similar to & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; nipple & raquo;, the second & nbsp; & mdash; on & nbsp; normal female nipple. That was enough to send her to the & nbsp; bonfire. But & nbsp; Harvey saved the woman by describing these formations in detail, and & nbsp; showing that their resemblance to & nbsp; nipples is only external, and & nbsp; that neither & nbsp; milk, nor & nbsp; any other juices they can not & nbsp; can emit.

Soon the witches' trials began to fade.

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The Who – Danny and My Ponies Lyrics

Play this song

Danny laid back and surveyed the view
A king on his bench, he was cold, he was blue
I asked for permission to give him a note
He nodded, not movin’, just scratched at his throat

Always smiled slightly, seemed so bemused
Like he was the one, who was glad to be used
I had a sense he was playin’ a part
But I had to help, for he tore at my heart

He would walk, his feet wrapped in rags
He wandered the neighborhood, carrying his bags
The pride in his eyes would so clearly flash
Like I was the one who needed the cash

The tramps in our England, have always to walk
From Philip to Dorchester, fifteen miles strong
The tramps in our country have no where’s to hug
Home hysterics give comfort, there’s no time to talk

Danny would lay, he’d never speak
Here was a man who had attained his peak
No fables to tell, and nothing held back
This was a man who had led a strong path

Old soldier, perhaps, or a worn, old jailbird
Who’d never a hand clean and never a word
For two hundred down, my project had fled
Danny was gone, or may well have been dead

He walked slowly, no hurryin’ to death
Took in turn his view, with his very last breath
The river, the mist and the slightly grey sky
Danny was waiting, patient to die

The tramps in our England, have always to walk
From Philip to Dorchester, fifteen miles strong
The tramps in our country have no where’s to hug
Home hysterics give comfort, there’s no time to talk

Danny laid back, looked down and the plain
The king on his bench with magnificent mane
I asked his permission to give him a note
He nodded, not movin’, just scratched at his throat

It’s dangerous to faction as those who live rough
Danny was a giant, solid and tough
He allowed me to gift him and scribble this song
Without bein’ draconian, he lived just as long

Foals – Neptune Lyrics

Play this song

[Verse 1]
Hey, now it’s time to go
From the white wards of England
The crows line the rivers and roads
I wanna walk where I know
Through the olive groves
The sky that knows my name
It gave me away
The magnolia moon
Like an eggshell, a white bell
To lighten my cold room
So let me sleep where I lay
With a murder of crows
That live in the boughs of my brain

[Chorus]
See me when I float like a dove
Skies above lined with trees
I’m on my knees, I’m singing, please
Come and take me away

[Verse 2]
Time brings low all good things
When you open your eyes
When you open your eyes
Now in the vastness of pines
Where my ghost lies in loose-limbed array
I pass the time
And go upload my heart to the fatal shore
Forevermore, it spins here behind closed doors
Now, it’s time to go through the fields of chrome
The rusted homes abandoned at the remains of the day
So come on, row me away
On black rivers and rainbows to Neptune
Where I can stay

[Chorus]
See me when I float like a dove
The skies above lined with trees
I’m on my knees, I’m begging, please
Come and take me away
Take me away
Come take me away

[Post-Chorus]
Time brings low the best of things
When you open your eyes
When you open your eyes, eyes
Time brings low all good things
When we open our eyes
When we open our eyes

[Solo]

[Bridge]
Oh, I’ve waited so long
On the snow shores of England
To sing my last song
So come row me away
On black rivers and rainbows to Neptune
Where I can stay

[Chorus]
See me when I float like a dove
The skies above lined with trees
I’m on my knees, begging, please
Come and take me away
Come take me away
Come take me away

RAYE – Confidence lyrics

(feat. Maleek Berry & Nana Rogues)

[Intro: Maleek Berry]
Cheers!
Uh
Oh, Berry pon this
Raye baby, sunshine, sunshine, yeah

[Verse 1: RAYE]
Usually it’s cold in the England
So I think I’ll fly somewhere different
Usually I work on the weekend
But I’m free, so I’m goin’ out
African boy, where are you at though?
Need someone so bad I can take ’em
One night ting is not what I came for, no no
I wanna hit the town

[Pre-Chorus 1: RAYE]
Now I’m movin’ to the waist line, waist line
Pull me on you
Now, clearly you don’t waste time, want mine
Not shy, are you?

[Chorus: RAYE]
Move confidence
Need a brother who move confident
Need a fella who do what he want
Got me feelin’ all ooh
Dun-da-da-da
Seen a fella who knows what I want
Need a brother who move confident
Who’s got me feelin’ all ooh

[Verse 2: RAYE]
Honestly, I know that we just met
But I think there’s somethin’ I’m likin’
The way that you look in my eyes
Like no way I can tell you no, I say, “Yes”
I don’t know how quickly we’ll take this
But whatever happens, I’m in this, I’m in this
Begin this, they can’t see us ’cause your window’s tinted

[Pre-Chorus 1: RAYE]
Now I’m movin’ to the waist line, waist line
Pull me on you
Now, clearly you don’t waste time, want mine
Not shy, are you?

[Chorus: RAYE]
Move confidence
Need a brother who move confident
Need a fella who do what he want
Got me feelin’ all ooh
Dun-da-da-da
Seen a fella who knows what I want
Need a brother who move confident
Who’s got me feelin’ all ooh

[Bridge: Maleek Berry]
Oh, you need a brother like me, babe
Spend money, I don’t feel it
Fly around the world with a G, babe
Or slick talk got your in your feelings
The way I feel I can’t deny
Got me workin’ overtime
I lose it when you bust a wine
We foreplay then press rewind

[Pre-Chorus 2: Maleek Berry]
I got you movin’ to the waist line, waist line
Turn me on, babe
We be goin’ to the late night, late night
Put me on you

[Chorus: RAYE]
Move confidence
Need a brother who move confident
Need a fella who do what he want
Got me feelin’ all ooh
Dun-da-da-da
Seen a fella who knows what I want
Need a brother who move confident
Who’s got me feelin’ all ooh

Cradle Of Filth – Heartbreak And Seance lyrics

Before the war, this grave darksome pall
Pressed upon the face of England
We were sovereign to nothing less
Than the map of our souls solicitous to reign
Together in a peace these wicked times disdain

Then Empire saw much more to gain

The Crown discounts our loss
Life cannot count the cost
These numbers fount like water
The dead, the dying, those on route to slaughter

Valentine sweet spine entwined
I am sorry that I left you here, in time
I will find the path back from the other side
So keep a candle burning
In your heart that is my shrine

No Momento Mori
For he passed away
For faraway glory
So tear the pages
From this castaway story

Spilling tears
Fill her lachrymatory

She seeks to pierce the veil
Melancholia
Speaks the fiercest tale
Weeks are growing lonelier
Ever stonier regailed

Love’s bond responding
Beyond the pale

The planchette is promissory
Purveyance of this Seance
In obeisance to the spirits
Before their dismissory

The Crown discounts our loss
Life cannot count the cost
These numbers fount like water
The dead, the dying, those on route to slaughter

Valentine sweet spine entwined
I am sorry that I left you here, in time
I will find the path back from the other side
So please accept my kisses
Through the whispers of the Ouija board

I suffer alone
So far from home
Watching you from a distance
A shadow’s persistence to roam

No time to atone
You flower alone
Beautifully graven
You cut a black raven
Whose tower has flown

No Momento Mori
For he passed away
For faraway glory
So tear the pages
From this castaway story

Spilling tears
Fill her lachrymatory

She seeks to pierce the veil
Melancholia
Speaks the fiercest tale
Weeks are growing lonelier
Ever stonier regailed

Love’s bond responding
Beyond the pale

The planchette is promissory
Purveyance of this Seance
In obeisance to the spirits
Ghosts that haunt amiss, amie

Winter seems far colder
Without you by my shoulder now this year

Faith’s blinding glare advanced to frost
Finds her there, entranced to cross
To breach death’s porous border
And reach where breath affords no quarter

Helpless, I see her resolve harden

This is where it ends
How the wretchedness portends
The knife in her hand
On the stretch to the promised land

And this is how they found my light
Clutching tight that fateful telegram

Deftones – Pink Cellphone (feat. Annie Hardy of Giant Drag) lyrics

(Annie Hardy)
Belief in the one true Power
Belief in the one true Power
Belief in the one true Power

(Chino)
Can’t stop sound
Can you?
Can’t stop sound
Can’t stop sound but
Can’t stop you

(Annie)
Hurts your eyes
Let the tape roll

(Chino
Bet you gonna get s**
That’s right, grow up
But you wanna get s**
That’s right, grow up
Bet you gonna get s**
That’s right, grow up
Bet you wanna get s**
S**, s**, s***, grow up

(Annie)
Hurts your heart
Let the tape roll

(Annie
Belief in the one true Power

(Chino)
Can’t stop sound sound, can you?
Can’t stop sound but I can’t stop you

(Annie)
Hurts your eyes
Let the tape roll

(Chino)
Can’t stop sound
Can’t stop sound but
I can’t stop you

(Annie Hardy)
Hurts your eyes
Let the tape roll

(Chino
Bet you gonna get s**
That’s right, grow up
But you wanna get s**
That’s right, grow up
But you’re gonna get s**
That’s right, grow up

(Annie)
Hurts your eyes
I’ll tell you where

So your troubles continue to multiply and to grow
As a direct result of your being
Misguided, decieved, misdirected or fooled
All of these are variations of the basic ego glory lie thing
In which you follow the gospel truth

(Chino)
Aaa! Ohh!

(Annie)
Pursuing the wrong ideals and goals that lead you into sickness unto (left out)
And from this sickness spang the belief in the one true Power
That cure, that promise to erase the symtoms that stood between you and your goal
That suductive cure that offered relief and comfort, without disturbing the faulty system of your beliefs (beliefs)
The belief on the one true Power (beliefs)
Forever and ever, one nation under (bleep, left out)
The father, the son and the holy (bleep, left out)
In Jesus name, Amen

(break)

Greasy filthy handjobs in truck stop restrooms
Hot Cawling all over..(laugh)
Hot carling, I turned that into a verb
Hope you appreciate it
Carling, Hot Carling Academy
It’s a school where you go to learn how to butt-fuck, it’s in England
They don’t have blowjobs there because they’re uncurcumcised
And that is just disgusting so…, they have to butt-fuck.
Which also is disgusting, because that extra foreskin trapped all
The germs and the poop, and the butt-fucking residue; Sin
And that is why British people have bad teeth, Amen

Jake Paul – Saturday Night Lyrics

[Chorus: Chad Tepper & Jake Paul]
What you doing this Saturday Night?
Me and you, this Saturday Night
We’ll be to the cribs this Saturday Night
Netflix and Chill this Saturday Night
Swipe a ride on you this Saturday Night
Pizza and ranch this Saturday Night
Chilling in my Calvin’s this Saturday Night
Let’s get a tattoo this Saturday Night

[Verse 1: Jake Paul]
Saturday’s are for the boys
Saturday let’s make some noise
Taco Bell is open late
Slumber parties, movie date
Saturday I can’t complain
Take me back to the good ol’ days
Ohio and chasing baes
That’s how they made Saturday’s
In my Jeep, lots of doors
Pulling up to Gucci stores
Start a fire, cook some smores
Down to date and close the door
Yeah we’re here
Yeah we’re lit
Now It’s Rari’s new civics
I ain’t sorry we got hits
Tell the DJ play our shit

[Chorus: Chad Tepper & Jake Paul]
What you doing this Saturday Night?
Me and you, this Saturday Night
We’ll be to the cribs this Saturday Night
Netflix and Chill this Saturday Night
Swipe a ride on you this Saturday Night
Pizza and ranch this Saturday Night
Chilling in my Calvin’s this Saturday Night
Let’s get a tattoo this Saturday Night

[Verse 2: Nick Crompton]
Crumps and Tea
This side and I
Chilling with the queen this Saturday Night
England is my city this Saturday Night
Driving on the left side of the road tonight
I’m the English Elder this Saturday Night
Mini cooper and your chick to my right
Fish and Chips this Saturday Night
Lundage in my Gucci, you can take a flight
Winston Church, you don’t want to fight
I got my Visa last Saturday Night
Last Saturday Night (x2)

[Chorus: Chad Tepper & Jake Paul]
What you doing this Saturday Night?
Me and you, this Saturday Night
We’ll be to the cribs this Saturday Night
Netflix and Chill this Saturday Night
Swipe a ride on you this Saturday Night
Pizza and ranch this Saturday Night
Chilling in my Calvin’s this Saturday Night
Let’s get a tattoo this Saturday Night

Outro: Nick Crompton & Jake Paul
Last Saturday Night
Last Saturday Night
Last Saturday Night
Cheerio
Last Saturday Night
Cheerio, Mate

Jake Paul – Jake Paulers Song Lyrics

[Intro]
Uh, this is the Jake Pauler anthem
This is for all the Jake Paulers
We run the game, I love you

[Hook]
Jake Paulers coming through
Jake Paulers are the crew
Jake Paulers with the views
Who the fuck are you?
Jake Paulers raise the roof
The roof’s on fire, too
Jake Paulers keep it lit
Jake Paulers are the shit

[Verse]
I love my army, they my family
They be riding so hard
My fans so fly, I don’t know why
They all be rocking goyard
They go to work, they buy that merch
It’s selling like a god church
Just hit ten million subs
Guess my prayers to god worked
Jake Paulers everyday
Jake Paulers, we don’t play
Jake Paulers here to stay
Jake Paulers won the race Jake
Paulers set the pace
Jake Paulers in your face
We are the, number one fanbase
Jake Paulers wear the merch
Jake Paulers are in first
It’s Everyday Bro, tatted on our shirts
It’s tatted on her skirt, it’s tatted on my socks
Got Everyday Bro on my flip flops

[Hook]
Jake Paulers coming through
Jake Paulers are the crew
Jake Paulers with the views
Who the fuck are you?
Jake Paulers raise the roof
The roof’s on fire, too
Jake Paulers keep it lit
Jake Paulers are the shit

[Bridge]
Yeah, Jake Paulers you’re the shit
Alright, what’s up guys?
Just checking on you during this part of the song
Uh, about to hit it again but I love you guys and
I wouldn’t be here without you guys

[Verse 2]
Fastest YouTube channel to hit ten milli’
I gotta rep England, yeah that’s my city (Nick Crompton)
This is our song, yeah, this is our anthem
This is what we sing when the haters be chanting
Can’t get views without my name
They make shit up about my name
They pay their bills with my name
I give them all their content and fame
So please, recognize the facts
The Jake Paulers always win, you can’t stop the pack

AJ Tracey – False 9

[Chorus]
They call man false 9
I can play anywhere and I shine
I got more than a lot on the line
To take on a man get twine
To take on a man get twine
I got more than a lot on the line
I can play anywhere and I shine
(Anywhere)
They call man false 9
They call man false 9
I can play anywhere and I shine
I got more than a lot on the line
To take on a man get twine
To take on a man get twine
I got more than a lot on the line
I can play anywhere and I shine
(Anywhere)
They call man false 9

[Verse 1]
I got more than a lot for you actors
Step on a bitch with badness
Man can’t match this
I got fire in a box like matchsticks
And you can’t touch man like a cactus
My new girl’s fire like Katniss
Nah, my new girl’s fire like Jean Grey
I’ve got vision so I pass like a relay
No goal-line tech, can’t get a replay
My whole team on fire
White kit, see the girl dem admire
I used to hold up the line like Puyol
Bet you though I was gonna say Dier
Telling me she’s single, last night had a man
Chop left, sent to the shop, go Matalan
Pace abuse, I chase cheques like Aubameyang
And I say what I mean, no anagram
They call man false 9
But I can play that ten role
Go up to the dance, one bro, one migo
Been a legend and I still am like Figo
I’m a midfield maestro like Eri
Bet you thought I was gonna say Modrić
You man live to crumble like Wotsits
Tryin’a get my stack long, something like an ostrich
My chain bling like disco
Flair and skill when I flex I’m Isco
I’m from Ladbroke Grove, see that’s my hood
But I’ve got fam in Tottenham like Frisco
And I can still kick balls like Drogba
Young and I make big wins like Götze
Too far gone, can’t catch me, Costa
I’m off, pace, Costa

[Chorus]
They call man false 9
I can play anywhere and I shine
I got more than a lot on the line
To take on a man get twine
To take on a man get twine
I got more than a lot on the line
I can play anywhere and I shine
(Anywhere)
They call man false 9
They call man false 9
I can play anywhere and I shine
I got more than a lot on the line
To take on a man get twine
To take on a man get twine
I got more than a lot on the line
I can play anywhere and I shine
(Anywhere)
They call man false 9

[Verse 2]
Tek like Onomah, sick like cholera
Get a girl’s number but I won’t holla her
My new girl said "you’re a star"
Babe, I’m a rockstar, not an astronomer
Five star skills, get twist like Oduwa
Me and my breds stick together like polymer
OG, I’m a boss like Hugo
Us man are silk cut, you man are loo roll
I play for an England squad
And I’m with an England squad
Like Lee-Enfield, that’s the English dog
Don’t make me come down with my English mob
In Trinidad, fam, I’m the English fob
White Air Ones and an English top
White gyal with a big back from Kilburn
Bad bitch, see, that’s the English thot
Couple young Gs, they ain’t sitting in the bando
It’s a hostel, that’s the English spot
Came in the room with an England dot
Don’t make me show man ’bout the English mob
I was overseas in the dance with some peng tings
Gunfingers, that’s the English bop
She was telling me "[?]"
She loves the accent and the English cock
I’m an English lad
Got a couple mates with the English strap
Thought he was bad, don’t think it’s that
Better sit down with your thinking cap
Better think it back, ’cause I’m thinking bad
Thinking breaking, thinking bad
Thinking Heisenberg, I might put ricin in your tea
Make you drink it back, drink it back

[Chorus]
They call man false 9
I can play anywhere and I shine
I got more than a lot on the line
To take on a man get twine
To take on a man get twine
I got more than a lot on the line
I can play anywhere and I shine
(Anywhere)
They call man false 9

Sean Paul – We Be Burnin’ (Dutty Classics Collection Album)

Just gimme the gees an we be clubbin yow.
Gal a make wi please and we be thuggin’ now.
Sippin’ Hennesy an we’ll be bubblin yow.
Set we mind at ease we got to take it slow.
So when you see the S.P. floatin’ don’t provoke him
Cause the girls we be poking have to smoking.
Best thing fi the recreation a fi get the best girls inna every nation.
All Topper girls we promotin and supportin’
And dem love how we flow king here them shouting
First class ticket invitation girls from New York, England and Jamaican.
Everyday we be burnin’ not concernin’ what nobody wanna say.
We be earnin’ dollars turning ’cause we mind de pon we pay.
Some got gold and oil and diamonds – all we got is Mary J.
Legalize it, time to recognise it.
Girls them a page me waan fi raise me
True me write nuff tune and drive them crazy.
Well I man a true born Jamaican
Ready fi the girls them inna every situation.
We a the gal dem pro, them know we flow
With the lyrical content that make them dip low and
Make the club keep jumpin
Turn up the bass make we here when it pumpin.
Summertime bounce to the music people choose it
Sean da P gal a cruise with… well reputed cause.
We a the girls them champion,
Have nuff a them like the great king Solomon.
Many girls inna wi eye sight sexy dress type
Se them ready fi a hype night
Just gimme di light
An make we blaze it the roof we haffi raise it again
Everyday we be burnin’ not concernin’ what nobody wanna say.
We be earnin’ dollars turning ’cause we mind de pon we pay.
Some got gold and oil and diamonds – all we got is Mary J.
Legalize it, time to recognise it.
So when you see the S.P. floatin’ don’t provoke him
Cause the girls we be poking have to smoking.
Best thing fi the recreation a fi get the best girls inna every nation.
All Topper girls we promotin and supportin’
And dem love how we flow king here them shouting
First class ticket invitation girls from New York, England and Jamaican.
Everyday we be burnin’ not concernin’ what nobody wanna say.
We be earnin’ dollars turning ’cause we mind de pon we pay.
Some got gold and oil and diamonds – all we got is Mary J.
Legalize it, time to recognise it.
Just gimme the gees an we be clubbin yow.
Gal a make wi please and we be thuggin’ now.
Sippin’ Hennesy an we’ll be bubblin yow.
Set we mind at ease we got to take it slow.

Allan Kingdom – Relax (feat. Drelli)

[Chorus: Allan Kingdom]
I don’t got time to relax
I just go get me a bag
You just get high off the xans
I just sit back and I laugh
Niggas be broke and they sad
I don’t got time to relax
I don’t got time to relax
I don’t got time to relax
I don’t got time to relax
Don’t hit my jack
Yeah I got time to do tracks
And I got time for my fans, time for my bands
Mama she need some new landscape
I don’t got time to relax
I got time to be the man, hey
I got time to be the man, hey
I got time to be the man

[Verse 1: Drelli]
I spent forty poppin’ tags at the layaway
I just get the gas and these niggas slip and fade away
Swervin’ on the block and you know I had to make a way
Pockets on flock and it’s hard for me to stay away
I ain’t got it for the low
Trippy trippy life goals
Riding ’round with two phones, ayy
I ain’t even got phones, uhh
Riding ’round with two phones, wait
I ain’t even got phones, ayy
Who the fuck you wanna call nigga?
Tell that bitch I don’t know

[Chorus: Allan Kingdom]
I don’t got time to relax
I just go get me a bag
You just get high off the xans
I just sit back and I laugh
Niggas be broke and they sad
I don’t got time to relax
I don’t got time to relax
I don’t got time to relax
I don’t got time to relax
Don’t hit my jack
Yeah I got time to do tracks
And I got time for my fans, time for my bands
Mama she need some new landscape
I don’t got time to relax
I got time to be the man, hey
I got time to be the man, hey
I got time to be the man

[Verse 2: Allan Kingdom]
I don’t got time to relax, ayy
Time to relax
Fuck up your vision and fuck with some cat, ayy
I’m never gon’ late
Niggas be chillin’, I’m dealing with facts ayy
They missing the bag
Take it in England now I’m in France
I’m taking a change
My life’s trippy like strobe
Ride around, I got grown
I been down the big roads
I ain’t even got hoes
I ain’t even lost hope
I crossed the board and got gold
Big shit, I switched time zones
Puffin’ big shit all night long

[Chorus: Allan Kingdom]
I don’t got time to relax
I just go get me a bag
You just get high off the xans
I just sit back and I laugh
Niggas be broke and they sad
I don’t got time to relax
I don’t got time to relax
I don’t got time to relax
I don’t got time to relax
Don’t hit my jack
Yeah I got time to do tracks
And I got time for my fans, time for my bands
Mama she need some new landscape
I don’t got time to relax
I got time to be the man, hey
I got time to be the man, hey
I got time to be the man

The White Stripes – Seven Nation Army

I’m gonna fight ’em off
A seven nation army couldn’t hold me back
They’re gonna rip it off
Taking their time right behind my back
And I’m talkin’ to myself at night
Because I can’t forget
Back and forth through my mind
Behind a cigarette

And the message comin’ from my eyes says, "Leave it alone."

Don’t wanna hear about it
Every single one’s got a story to tell
Everyone knows about it
From the Queen of England to the hounds of hell
And if I catch it comin’ back my way
I’m gonna serve it to you
And that ain’t what you want to hear
But that’s what I’ll do

And the feeling coming from my bones says, "Find a home."

I’m going to Wichita
Far from this opera for evermore
I’m gonna work the straw
Make the sweat drip out of every pore
And I’m bleeding, and I’m bleeding, and I’m bleeding
Right before the lord
All the words are gonna bleed from me
And I will think no more

And the stains comin’ from my blood tell me, "Go back home."

Young Dolph – Bagg Lyrics

[Hook: Young Dolph]
I got the streets
I got the juice
I got the weed, I got the drank, I got the coupe
I got the racks, I got the trap, I got the hoes
I got the strap, I got the hitters
Stay out my way, paper route business, hey!
I got the money (first you get the money)
I got the power (then you get the power)
We got the streets (hey, hey!)
Because they ours (uh-huh!)
I got the bag, I got the swag, I got the bag
‘Bout to go spend a bag, ’bout to go spend a bag
Go spend a bag, ’bout to go spend a bag, hey!

[Verse 1: Young Dolph]
What is that question you asked?
What is in my bookbag?
That’s just a whole lot of cash
Or that’s just a whole lot of swag
I just got back from England
I just made a mil in three months
I just smoked an ounce in three blunts
I pour lean in my grape blue punch
I never had shit so I stunt, flex
Half a million dollars worth of jewelry on while I’m havin’ sex
Real street nigga playin’ with paper
So I do it for the streets, fuck a hater
Yeah I threw the money on a stripper ho
But later on that night I fucked a waiter
‘Bout to go spend me a bag
I’m ’bout to go spend me a bag
I’m ’bout to go fuck on your bitch
Take her overseas with me, she in first class
I’m ’bout to go spend me a bag
I’m ’bout to go spend me a bag
Boy that’s a whole lot of swag
Gucci Timberlands with the matching rag

[Hook: Young Dolph]
I got the streets
I got the juice
I got the weed, I got the drank, I got the coupe
I got the racks, I got the trap, I got the hoes
I got the strap, I got the hitters
Stay out my way, paper route business, hey!
I got the money (first you get the money)
I got the power (then you get the power)
We got the streets (hey, hey!)
Because they ours (uh-huh!)
I got the bag, I got the swag, I got the bag
‘Bout to go spend a bag, ’bout to go spend a bag
Go spend a bag, ’bout to go spend a bag, hey!

[Verse 2: Lil Yachty]
I got the the youth, I got the Benz
Was gon’ cop Bentley but then I got Maybach
That boy ain’t no soldier, he act like Pat Sajak
A nigga so fresh that I smell just like Ajax
Ooh, I got the bag
I got the swag in a box filled with tags
Show off my riches ’cause I came from rags
Jacksonville shawty, my bitch drive a Jag
Nigga run up, on my soul he’ll get dragged
I spend a whole lotta, Uzi scarf rap like I came from Al-Qaeda
Fuck the rap game, I do not need no writers
I know the shooters and hang with the fighters
One kilo dab, I pipe up more than Rayu
Piper viper viper, my bro keep a sniper
Pop pop at your top
Fuck around and run it up like I’m Guap
Ay, never gon’ stop
Lil Boat take your worst day to the chop shop
Over there on the east block
He lives the thug life just like Pac
I live the good life, I’m the don
Young enough to be your mama’s son
But some hire mama’s sons
Still a nigga signing, fuck her older son
Shout out Zaya, got my neck and wrist on pawn

[Hook: Young Dolph]
I got the streets
I got the juice
I got the weed, I got the drank, I got the coupe
I got the racks, I got the trap, I got the hoes
I got the strap, I got the hitters
Stay out my way, paper route business, hey!
I got the money (first you get the money)
I got the power (then you get the power)
We got the streets (hey, hey!)
Because they ours (uh-huh!)
I got the bag, I got the swag, I got the bag
‘Bout to go spend a bag, ’bout to go spend a bag
Go spend a bag, ’bout to go spend a bag, hey!

[Verse 3: Young Dolph]
I pull up smokin’ out the bag
I’m ’bout to go spend a bag
I count that money real fast
I wonder if that’s her real ass
I’m on the E-way doin’ the dash
All this ice on me looking like glass
These bitches they love me like [?]
In the trap I perfected my craft
Told you niggas ain’t really [?]
Told you niggas ain’t seeing us
Lost a quarter mil re’ing up
Niggas too slow, ain’t keeping up
Sipping on Actavis
Drinking me a codeine daiquiri
Showed up late but fashionably
Every week is fashion week, yeah
Need a bad bitch that set it off like Jada
I don’t wanna fuck, I want you to hold my sack, I’ll pay you
In Pappadeaux eating alligator
My favorite app is a calculator
Yeah, I think I might go spend me a bag today my nigga

[Hook: Young Dolph]
I got the streets
I got the juice
I got the weed, I got the drank, I got the coupe
I got the racks, I got the trap, I got the hoes
I got the strap, I got the hitters
Stay out my way, paper route business, hey!
I got the money (first you get the money)
I got the power (then you get the power)
We got the streets (hey, hey!)
Because they ours (uh-huh!)
I got the bag, I got the swag, I got the bag
‘Bout to go spend a bag, ’bout to go spend a bag
Go spend a bag, ’bout to go spend a bag, hey!

Horrible Histories – The 4 Georges: Born 2 Rule lyrics

George I:
I took the throne of England
Just ’cause I was protestant
A German prince whose English stank,
King George number one

George II:
I like to argue, now that’s clear
Especially with my father here
And when he died of diarrhoea
I fought with my son

George III:
I broke records with my sixty year reign

George VI:
And I broke the scales with my giant frame

all:
Born to rule over you
King George four, three, one and two
You had to do what we told you to
Just because our blood was blue

George I:
I was a hunk, girls adored me
Ladies all swooned before me
They would do anything for me
Or I’d have their husbands killed

George II:
Had a war with Prince Charles Bonnie

George III:
Everyone said that I was f-f-funny

George IV:
I spent everyone’s money

All:
Our subjects were not thrilled

George I:
I was the sad one,

George II:
I was the bad one

George III
I was the mad one,

George IV:
and I was the fat one

All:
We were born to rule over you
Georges one, three, four and two
England’s kings, though we were German too
Him, then him, then me, then you

(We were born)Born to rule over you(born 2 rule)

George I:
Gorged on fruit then I died on the loo

ALL:
People hated us, and we hated them too
Born to rule over you

Born to rule over you

George III:
Me I was as batty as a bonkers kangaroo

George IV:
Me I would have been more at home in a zoo
And now, now our song is through.

Yeah…

Georges

George III:
Banana

P Money – Gunfingers

[Hook: P Money]
Yo, you might see gunfingers
When I come in the place they’re like
Yo, you might see gunfingers
When I come in the place they’re like
Tell em’ don’t go down there
Go round there you’ll hear…
Tell em’ don’t come round ere’
Come round ere’ you’ll hear…

[Verse 1: P Money]
Yo, you might see gunfingers
When I come in the place like bap bap
Remember those days 20 man in a rave
And another 20 getting through the back back
No one here kicks ball for the England team
But everybody’s got caps caps
Some of these bad boys ain’t here to rave
You will not find them in no snapchats
Nah but you can find them in the back
Gunfinger left hand right hand yak
Man’s on the stage front door’s for the yats
Shutdown mode reloads are on tap
Big crowd reaction whenever I chat
Run to the deck, pull it back back
Peak, I don’t know why she’s on that
I guess P Money’s just got it like that cos

[Hook: P Money]
Yo, you might see gunfingers
When I come in the place they’re like
Yo, you might see gunfingers
When I come in the place they’re like
Tell em’ don’t go down there
Go round there you’ll hear…
Tell em’ don’t come round ere’
Come round ere’ you’ll hear…

[Verse 2: Jme]
You might see on my road in a P90
Or leng online with a P90
You could ask P ’bout me
Man get burst like rapid photography
It’s mad on stage
Security wanna vibes and rave
Hand on my shoulder, gunfingers on the other hand
And a big smile on their face
Fam, ‘llow it, if I ever get
Another touch of the mic then it’s curtains
Ah fam, ‘llow it, pull up in a Merc
But hop on the mic, you’re not merking
Ah fam, ‘llow it, man ain’t ever gonna
Race certain man and I’m certain
So fam, ‘llow it, tell a man already
In the haunted house, it ain’t working

[Hook: P Money]
Yo, you might see gunfingers
When I come in the place they’re like
Yo, you might see gunfingers
When I come in the place they’re like
Tell em’ don’t go down there
Go round there you’ll hear…
Tell em’ don’t come round ere’
Come round ere’ you’ll hear…

[Verse 3: Wiley]
Came in the game with a tenner for the subs
Now I’m running the game just like Jay-Z
If you ain’t got a real drive or a love for the money
Then I’m sure you’re gonna hate me
If I’m in the summer that water, dry mouth
That is gonna dehydrate me
Man wanna control my music career
But none of them man there don’t pay me
Jump off a cliff and I land on my feet
Cause I’m busting a cape just like Batman
If yellow dots mean points
Then I’m snapping them up just like Pacman
Living in number 10 Downing Street
You will never see a…
Blud, I eat so much food right now
Should be looking like a…

[Hook: P Money]
Yo, you might see gunfingers
When I come in the place they’re like
Yo, you might see gunfingers
When I come in the place they’re like
Tell em’ don’t go down there
Go round there you’ll hear…
Tell em’ don’t come round ere’
Come round ere’ you’ll hear…
Yo, you might see gunfingers
When I come in the place they’re like
Yo, you might see gunfingers
When I come in the place they’re like
Tell em’ don’t go down there
Go round there you’ll hear…
Tell em’ don’t come round ere’
Come round ere’ you’ll hear…

B.o.B – Bend Over (Elements Album)

[Hook]
You so focused on who fucking who you don’t realize who fucking you
You so suckered into who fucking who you don’t realize who fucking you motherfucker
Bend over, bend over
Grab your ankles, touch your knees, bend over
Bend over, bend over
Grab your ankles, touch your knees, bend over motherfucker
You so focused on who fucking who you don’t realize who fucking you
You so suckered into who fucking who you don’t realize who fucking you motherfucker
Bend over

[Verse 1]
What you talking bout, who you fucking kidding
I do this for a fucking living
Private life, public life
I can’t tell the fucking difference
I’m from the city people love to visit
Every square foot, a hundred bitches
Hoes whoring, it ain’t nothing new
If I ain’t hit it, someone hit it
Bob, there’s more to life than money, riches
There’s more to life than fucking bitches
Screenshots, ass shots, and Ciroc shots
That’s why I don’t trust them bitches
She ain’t fit in with them other bitches
All they is to her is competition
She just want be complemented
She just want a hundred million followers
Back it up, bend it over on the [?]
On your back, knees up, gynecologist
And you know who stays anonymous
Put it together then it’s obvious but

[Hook]
You so focused on who fucking who you don’t realize who fucking you
You so suckered into who fucking who you don’t realize who fucking you motherfucker
Bend over, bend over
Grab your ankles, touch your knees, bend over
Motherfucker, bend over, bend over
Grab your ankles, touch your knees, bend over motherfucker
You so focused on who fucking who you don’t realize who fucking you
You be bugging over who fucking who you don’t realize who fucking you motherfucker
Bend over

[Verse 2]
Bob, miss me with them conscious lyrics
You sound just like the one percenters
You must of did a bunch of acid
Either that or you just fucking with us
You want to be a star, sell out concert tickets?
A mansion and a Hollywood subdivision?
You get the fame under one condition
You get copied at the cloning center
They kill ‘em with a common ending
Overdose from a drug addiction
Same story, same headline
A stroke, a heart attack, an aneurysm
Celebrities and politicians
Just to name a couple members
Rituals and pedophilia
Sacrifices, blood religion
The queen of England got arrest warrants
For the disappearance of a dozen children
Do your research on the topic
The same time every year kids come up missing

[Hook]
But you so focused on who fucking who you don’t realize who fucking you
You so suckered into who fucking who you don’t realize who fucking you motherfucker
Bend over, bend over
Grab your ankles, touch your knees, bend over
Motherfucker, bend over, bend over
Grab your ankles, touch your knees, bend over motherfucker
You be bugging off of who fucking who you don’t realize who fucking you
You be bugging off of who fucking who you don’t realize who fucking you motherfucker
Bend, bend, bend, bend, bend
Get, get, get bent motherfucker

Horrible Histories – Natural Selection lyrics

[Intro]
Mmmm yeah.
Mmmm yeah.

[Verse 1]
People thought all animals
Arrived here unrelated
The world began, and then came man
All perfectly created

[Verse 2]
But then someone looked up a tree.
And said “That monkey looks just like me!”
So it really was a mystery
What I’d learned in natural history!

[Verse 3]
So I joined HMS Beagle
Watched the eagle and the seagull
We studied rock and plants
Flowers, trees and bees and ants

[Verse 4]
Slept on hammocks without pillows
Eating rats and armadillos
Till I realised on reflec-tion
It’s natural selection! Yeah!

[Verse 5]
Natural selection means
Each animal evolved
To blend with its surroundings
Ch-ch-changes were involved

[Verse 6]
So birds with different, foods to seek.
Seem to have developed, different beaks.

[Verse 7]
And over time they’d,
Modified
So just the fittest
Of them all survived!

[Verse 8]
On the Isles of Galapagos
I noted the giant tortoise
Had interesting shells
And I rode on them as well

[Verse 9]
Iguanas land and swimming
Meant my new theory was winning
It all led in the direction
Of natural selection.

[Verse 10]
My findings went with outrage
From the ch-ch-ch-ch-church of England
And from me.

[Verse 11]
The idea that we came from ch-ch-chimps
Questioned my own Christianity
But it was hard to disagree!

[Verse 12]
Every species new mutation
Had a perfect explanation
It seems the worlds inception
Must predate common perception

[Verse 13]
And if lack of adaptation
Means a fatal limitation
So each creature’s imperfection
Over time gets a correction

[Verse 14]
Meaning animal collections
Grow unique means of protection
And to fail nature’s inspection
Means immediate rejection
Which all leads to the detec-tion
Of natural selection!
Natural selection!

Leon Russell – Delta Lady

Woman of the country
Now, I found you
Longing in your soft
And fertile delta
And I whisper sighs
To satisfy your longing
For the warm and tender
Shelter of my body
Oh, you’re mine delta lady
Your mine, be all mine
Delta lady
Please don’t ask
How many times I found you
Standing wet
And naked in the garden
And I think of the days
And the different ways I held you
I held you closely to me
Yes, our heart was beating
Oh, you’re mine delta lady
You’re mine, be all mine
Delta lady
When I’m home again in England
And I’m thinking of you love
Because, I love you
Yes, I do, I love you
There are concrete
Mountains in the city
And pretty city women
Live inside them
And yet it seems
The city scene is lacking
I’m so glad you’re waiting
For me in the country
Oh, you’re mine delta lady
Darling, you’re mine, be all mine
Delta lady
Oh, you’re mine delta lady
Darling, you’re mine, be all mine
Delta lady

The White Stripes – Seven Nation Army letras

I’m gonna fight ’em off
A seven nation army couldn’t hold me back
They’re gonna rip it off
Taking their time right behind my back
And I’m talkin’ to myself at night
Because I can’t forget
Back and forth through my mind
Behind a cigarette

And the message comin’ from my eyes says, "Leave it alone."

Don’t wanna hear about it
Every single one’s got a story to tell
Everyone knows about it
From the Queen of England to the hounds of hell
And if I catch it comin’ back my way
I’m gonna serve it to you
And that ain’t what you want to hear
But that’s what I’ll do

And the feeling coming from my bones says, "Find a home."

I’m going to Wichita
Far from this opera for evermore
I’m gonna work the straw
Make the sweat drip out of every pore
And I’m bleeding, and I’m bleeding, and I’m bleeding
Right before the lord
All the words are gonna bleed from me
And I will think no more

And the stains comin’ from my blood tell me, "Go back home."