Ke$ha- Die Young {Music Video}

Kesha was born in Los Angeles, California on March 1, 1987. Her mother, Pebe Sebert, is a singer-songwriter who co-wrote the 1978 single "Old Flames Can't Hold a Candle to You" with Hugh Moffatt for Joe Sun. Pebe, a single mother, struggled financially while supporting herself, Kesha and her older brother, Lagan, at the time. They had to rely on welfare payments and chakula stamps to get by.[1] When Kesha was an infant, Pebe would often have to look after her onstage while performing.[2] Kesha says she has no knowledge of her father's identity.[1] Two of her maternal great grandparents were immigrants...

here we go
welcome to my funeral
without wewe i dont even have a pulse
all alone it's dark and cold
with every songesha i die

here i go
this is my confession oh
a Lost cause nobody can save my soul
i am so delusional
with every songesha i die

i have destroyed our life,
it's gone
payback is sick
it's all my fault

I'm dancing with tears in my eyes
just fighting to get through the night
i'm losing it
with every songesha i die

i'm fading
i'm broken inside
i've wasted the upendo of my life
i'm losing it
with every songesha i die

when did i become such a hyprociate
double life, lies that wewe caught me in
trust me i'm paying for it with every...

Wake up in the mornin' feelin' like P. Diddy. Got my glasses, im out the door, im gonna hit this city. Before i leave, brush my teeth with a bottle of Jack cause when i leave for the night i aint comin' back. Im talkin' pedicures on our toes,toes tryin' on all our clothes,clothes boys blowing up our phones,phones .drop toppin'. playin' our inayopendelewa cd's pullin' up to the parties tryin a get a little bit tipsy.

Dont stop make it it pop. DJ blow my speakers up. tonight imma fight till see the sunlight. tik tok on the clock but the party dont stop, no oh,oh,oh,oh oh,oh,oh,oh

aint got a care in...

RE-EXAMINING THE GUILTY PLEASURE, VIA KESHA...
AUGUST 19, 2011



Village Voice:


In general conversation, the guilty pleasure is a simple enough concept: it describes something wewe might like but, well, feel guilty about liking, presumably because it isn’t otherwise up to your standards of taste. Over the past ten au so years, with pop critics taking traditional guilty-pleasure strongholds like teenpop and Southern rap zaidi seriously, the concept itself was put to closer scrutiny. To summarize a decade of articles, blog posts and message board debates, the term “guilty pleasure” was revealed...

Ke$ha knows all about the perks of being a headliner. On her Get $leazy Tour, the singer gets to call all the shots, blast her mashabiki in the face with tons of glitter and handpick which dudes she wants to party and share the stage with.

But it’s not all backstage shenanigans and groupie love. When MTV News sat down with the “Blow” singer in New York earlier this week before her gig at Roseland Ballroom, Ke$ha alisema that amid the nightly onstage parties there have also been some poignant moments on her first headlining outing.

“Best moment? There are so many. Every night’s amazing. I have...

There's a place downtown,
Where the freaks all come around.
It's a hole in the wall.
It's a dirty free for all.

When the dark
Of the night comes around.
That's the time,
That the animal comes alive.
Looking for
Something wild.

And now we lookin' like pimps
In my dhahabu Trans-Am.
Got a water bottle full of whiskey
In my handbag.
Got my drunk text on
I'll regret it in the mornin'
But tonight
I don't give a
I don't give a
I don't give a

There's a place downtown,
Where the freaks all come around.
It's a hole in the wall.
It's a dirty free for all.

And they turn me on.
When they Take It Off.
When they Take It Off.
Everybody...

Chours:
D-I-N-O-S-A
You are a dinosaur
D-I-N-O-S-A
You are a dinosaur and,
O-L-D M-A-N
Your just an old man
Hitting on me what?
You need a cat scan

Verse 1:
Old man
Why are wewe starrin' at me
Mack on me and my Marafiki its kinda a creepy
You should be prowling around the Old folks nyumbani
Come on dude!
Leave us alone

At first we thought that it was kind of ill when
We saw that wewe were like a billion
And still out tryin' to make a killin'
Get back to the museum

Chours:
D-I-N-O-S-A
You are a dinosaur
D-I-N-O-S-A
You are a dinosaur and,
O-L-D M-A-N
Your just an old man
Hitting on me what?
You need a cat scan

Hey dinosaur
baby,...