Neon leg warmers and this accessory were all the rage back in the eighties. . Oh what a feeling!

Grey giants of the land, they wear ivory crowns and parade with grace, trumpeting tales of ancient wisdom while their enormous shadows dance in the savannah sun.

My cradle is flame, my shroud is ash, yet from my end new wings I flash. No grave can hold me where I lie, what am I that cannot die?

Eminem told Moby no one listens to it. Rave all about it Originated in Motown But Smokey, Stevie nor Diana had it down

Small and sly, from Western Europe I came. I steal and trick, bringing mischief and shame.