Hipness has diddly squat to do with Hamilton music per se, unless you think that being able to infect a listener with soulful longing and awaken their inner passions is important as a musician. On that basis, let it be known that some of the hippest cats in the music business are right here in the Hammer. (Thanks to Bob Lefsetz again for breaking me out of my box!)
What Is Hip?
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So ya wanna dump out yo' trick bag.
Ease on in a hip thang,
But you ain't exactly sure what's hip.
So you started to let your hair grow.
Spent big bucks on your wardrobe.
Somehow, ya know there's much more to the trip.
What is hip?
Tell me, tell me, if you think you know.
What is hip?
If you're really hip, the question, "Will it show?"
You're into a hip trip.
Maybe hipper than hip.
What is hip?
You became a part of a new breed.
Been smokin' only the best weed.
Hangin' out with the so called "Hippie set."
Seen in all the right places.
Seen with just the right faces.
You should be satisfied, but still it ain't quite right.
Hipness is. What it is!
Hipness is. What it is!
Hipness is. What it is!
Sometimes hipness is, what it ain't.
You done went and found you a guru,
In an effort to find you a new you.
And maybe even managed to raise your conscience level.
As you're striving to find the right road,
There's one thing you should know:
What's hip today might become passe'.
What is hip? Tell me tell me if you think you know.
What is hip? And if you're really hip, the passing years would show
That you into a hip trip. Maybe hipper than hip.
And now for an encore...
A serious wake up call to your saggy butt that's been sitting still too long!
Down To The Nightclub
I dare you to sit still while listening!
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