Indoor Recess: I Want My NTV Page

Indoor Recess! I want my NTV! I'm Coach Terry and you can call me Coach Terry and you can call this Indoor Recess! You know what I want even more than a big kale smoothie right now? I want my NTV! Too much is never enough! (bell ringing) When I wake up in the morning And the alarm gives out a warning I don't think I'll ever make it on time By the time I grab my books And I give myself a look I'm at the corner just in time to see the bus fly by It's alright 'cause I'm saved by the bell If the teacher pops a test I know I'm in a mess And my dog ate all my homework last night Riding low in my chair She won't know that I'm there If I can hand it in tomorrow, it'll be all right It's alright 'cause I'm saved by the bell It's alright 'cause I'm saved by the It's alright 'cause I'm saved by the It's alright 'cause I'm saved by the bell (bell ringing) Terry One more time! When I wake up in the morning And the alarm gives out a warning I don't think I'll ever make it on time By the time I grab my books And I give myself a look I'm at the corner just in time to see the bus fly by It's alright 'cause I'm saved by the bell If the teacher pops a test I know I'm in a mess And my dog ate all my homework last night Riding low in my chair She won't know that I'm there If I can hand it in tomorrow, it'll be all right It's alright 'cause I'm saved by the bell It's alright 'cause I'm saved by the It's alright 'cause I'm saved by the It's alright 'cause I'm saved by the bell ("Larger Than Life" by Backstreet Boys) I may run and hide When you're screamin' my name, alright But let me tell you now There are prices to fame, alright All of our time spent in flashes of light All you people can't you see, can't you see How your love's affecting our reality Every time we're down You can make it right And that makes you larger than life Alright, looking at the crowd And I see your body sway, come on Wishin' I could thank you, come on 'Cause all of your time spent keeps us alive All you people can't you see, can't you see How your love's affecting our reality Every time we're down You can make it right And that makes you larger than life Ooh ooh All of your time spent keeps us alive All you people can't you see, can't you see How your love's affecting our reality Every time we're down You can make it right And that makes you larger That makes you larger That makes you larger than life ("Footloose" by Kenny Loggins) Been working so hard I'm punching my card Eight hours for what Oh, tell me what I got I've got this feeling That time's just holding me down I'll hit the ceiling Or else I'll tear up this town Now I gotta cut loose Footloose, kick off the Sunday shoes Please, Louise, pull me off of my knees Jack, get back, come on before we crack Lose your blues, everybody cut footloose You're playing so cool, obeying every rule Deep way down in your heart You're burning, yearning for some-somebody to tell you That life ain't passing you by I'm trying to tell you It will if you don't even try You'll get by if you'd only cut loose Footloose, kick off the Sunday shoes Ooh-whee, Marie, shake it, shake it for me Whoa, Milo, come on, come on let's go Lose your blues, everybody cut footloose Oh oh, cut loose, oh oh, cut loose Oh oh, cut loose, ooh You got to turn me around And put your feet on the ground Now take the hold of your soul I, I, I I'm turning loose, footloose, kick off the Sunday shoes Please, Louise, pull me off of my knees Jack, get back, come on before we crack Lose your blues, everybody cut, everybody cut Everybody cut, everybody cut Everybody cut, everybody cut Everybody, everybody cut footloose ("Fresh Prince of Bel-Air") Now this is a story all about how My life got flipped turned upside down And I'd like to take a minute, just sit right there I'll tell you how I became the prince Of a town called Bel-Air In West Philadelphia born and raised On the playground is where I spent most of my days Chilling out, maxing, relaxing all cool And all shooting some b-ball outside of the school When a couple of guys who were up to no good Started making trouble in my neighborhood I got in one little fight and my mom got scared She said you're moving with your auntie And uncle in Bel-Air I begged and pleaded with her day after day But she packed my suitcase and sent me on my way She gave me a kiss and then she gave me my ticket I put my Walkman on and said I might as well kick it First class, yo, this is bad Drinking orange juice out of a champagne glass Is this what the people of Bel-Air living like Hm, this might be all right I whistled for a cab and when it came near The license plate said Fresh And it had dice in the mirror If anything I could say that this cab was rare But I thought nah, forget it, yo Holmes, to Bel-Air I pulled up to a house about seven or eight And I yelled to the cabbie yo Holmes, smell ya later Looked at my kingdom, I was finally there To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel-Air ("U Can't Touch This" by MC Hammer) Can't touch this Can't touch this Can't touch this My-my-my-my music makes me so, makes me say oh my Thank you for blessing me With a mind to rhyme and two hype feet It feels good when you know you're down A super dope homeboy from the Oaktown And I'm known as such And this is a beat that you can't touch I told you homeboy, can't touch this Yeah that's how we're livin' And you know you can't touch this Look in my eyes man, you can't touch this Yo let me bust the funky lyrics Fresh new kicks and pants You got it like that now you know you wanna dance So move out of your seat And get a fly girl and catch this beat While it's rollin' hold on pump a little bit And let me know it's going on like that, like that Cold on a mission so pull on back Let 'em know that you're too much And this is a beat uh you can't touch Yo I told you, you can't touch this Why you standing there man Break it down Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh oh-oh Stop, Hammer time Every time you see me that Hammer's just so hype I'm dope on the floor and I'm magic on the mic Now why would I ever stop doing this With others makin' records that just don't hit I toured around the world from London to the bay It's Hammer go Hammer It's a Hammer yo Hammer and the rest can go and play You can't touch this, oh-oh oh oh-oh-oh You can't touch this, oh-oh oh oh-oh-oh Can't touch this Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-Oh Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh You oughta know those songs have got the right stuff. They make me wanna Live (singing in foreign language) Honestly, I can boom-bap to them all day long 'cause I'm down with OPP, yeah, you know me. Bye, bye, bye.