Wogatzke (our teacher), can we go plant cropping?
Neo, Lith, ic, Neo, lith, ic,.....


[Chorus:]
i'm gonna plants some crops
only got 20 seeds in my satchel

i--i--im growin, growin a surplus
this is agriculture


walk up in the hut like wat up i got a big rock
i'm so pumped bought some food from our own crops
no frost on the plants we got so lucky

the villagers like, "we don't hafta go huntin?"
plantin seeds, really deep, our whole tribe, it will feed
dividen labor, its agreed, thats just somethin we all need

the basin is our link, that soil you can't beat
prolly gunna stabilize, population with these:
platsssssssssssss....

but now we got 99 tents!
plowing it, hoeing it, bout to go and start irrigation
passin out those moccasins, animals domestication

but me and others making clans
i am fighting and wantin land
savin my goodies and i'm really happy that we're staying rich

sedentary make ya smile
sedentary make ya smile
no fo real--skip the drama--we don't have to move around

terracotta houses and some warm bear furs
stone tools, sharp weapons that we made chippin
we have a bunch of food stored

i got a bunch of food stored
i got a beet basket, and then i killed a fat bore
hello hello, my vase man, my long bow

mountain chain ain't got nothin on river valleys, water flow!
i could make some stone slings, breed a mule, weave clothes
the nomad heads be like, "aww we gotta trade those"


[Chorus x2]


The next song is a parody of Lady Gaga's Poker face. This song covers the Bubonic Plague, or Black Death.
Lyrics to second song:


bu bu bu bu bu bu bu bubonic bonic....
I want my lymph nodes to be like they were before
Not in my armpits they are growing now there's four(I hate it)

This plague's got us finished, the fleas killing all our farms
And after we've been infected they will bloodlet our arms


[Chorus:]
bu bu bu buuuu bubonic plague
I'm getting hot, spreading what I got

bu bu bu buuuu bubonic plague
I'm getting hot, spreading what I got
cant survive

cant survive
no he can't survive this plague
(bubonic, bu bubonic)

bu-bu-bu-bubonic, b-b- bubonic plague
(mum mum mum mah)
bu-bu-bu-bubonic, b-b- bubonic plague

(mum mum mum mah)

Now I'm rolling with these fleas all over me

and there are stacks of bodies in the alleys (I hate it)
cramping muscles are the worst they are no fun
A third of this population is already gone


[Chorus x1]


The third and final song is a parody of Beyonce's Single Ladies. This song covers the industrial revolution. We are watching the original single Ladies music video and TRYING (failing) to mimic it. (in-case you thought we were doing it out of memory/skill...)
Lyrics for third song:


All these new machines (all these new machines)
All these new machines (all these new machines)
All these new machines (all these new machines)

All these new machines
How do they work?

Goin' to work, it's gonna hurt, I gotta learn all new things
I got brand new parts and the cotton gin's start

Improving productivity
I'm working hard, gotta do my part
Iron makin' isn't that easy
Gotta use !@%!e, charcoal's no go
It raises the cost of fuel


[Chorus:]
These inventions make it easy to do our work
These inventions make it easy to do our work
Though it's difficult to learn them at first

These inventions make it easy to do our work
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh...
[repeat Chorus]

I'm usin' steam, gonna cause a scene

These engines are industrialized
Textiles up, spinnin' cotton stuff
weavin' wool and linen mechanized
I'm now mining coal, did you know
Machine tools will follow
Boring, planing, slotting, shaping

All were used to help us make machines

[Chorus x2]

All these new machines (all these new machines)
All these new machines (all these new machines)
All these new machines (all these new machines)

All these new machines
How do they work? Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh...

[Chorus x2]