(Narrator)
Nest day, far from home
The brothers planned the repulsive crime

(Brothers)
Let us grab him now
Do him in, while we've got the time

(Narrator)
This they did and made the most of it
Tore his coat and flung him in a pit

(Brothers)
Let us leave him here
All alone and he's bound to die

(Narrator)
Then some Ishmaelites
A hairy crew came
Plasmatic lyrics

Eat my soulFrom a silverspoonThink I need some of thatBreathing roomDo you hearThe ringing in my earAm I the only oneWho can make myselfDisappear
 riding by
In a flash the brothers changed their plan

(Brothers)
We need cash. Let's sell him if we can

(Narrator, Female Ensemble & Children)
Poor, poor Joseph, what'cha gonna do?
Things look bad for you, hey, what'cha gonna do?
Poor, poor Joseph, what'cha gonna do?
Things look bad for you, hey, what'cha gonna do?

(Brothers)
Could you use a slave
You hairy bunch of Ishmaeli
Back In The Game lyrics

Just a picture
Taken back in ?65.
We were young than,
it seems so long ago.
Play it one time
Spirit of the `70?s
Live forever.
Lead me on.

Oh those crazy nig
tes
Young, strong, well-behaved
Going cheap, and he reads and writes

(Narrator)
In a trice the dirty deal was done
Silver coins for Jacob's favorite son

Then the Ishmaelites
Galloped off with the slave in tow
Off to Egypt were Joseph was not keen to go
It wouldn't be a picnic he could tell

(Joseph)
And I don't speak Egyptian very well

(Narrator)
Joseph's brothers tore
His p
Boom Boom Mancini lyrics

Hurry home early -- hurry on home
Boom Boom Mancini's fighting Bobby Chacon
Hurry home early -- hurry on home
Boom Boom Mancini's fighting Bobby Chacon
>From 
recious multi-colored coat
Having ripped it up
They next attacked a passing goat
Soon the wretched creature was no more
They dipped his coat in blood and guts and gore

(Narrator, Ensemble & Children)
Oh now brothers, how low can you stoop?
You make a sordid group, hey, how low can you stoop?
Poor, poor Joseph, sold to be a slave
Situation's grave, hey, sold to be a slave