that came out in the mid-nineties, and starred Sinbad? He was a taxi-driving geni in it. Not to be confused with Kazaam starring Shaq that came out a couple of years later? Anybody see Shazaam?
that came out in the mid-nineties, and starred Sinbad? He was a taxi-driving geni in it. Not to be confused with Kazaam starring Shaq that came out a couple of years later? Anybody see Shazaam?
Because his name is Sinbad, people have a tendency to remember him in a Sinbad The Sailor type outfit, which many conflate in their memory with a genie-type outfit, and then they conflate that memory with the Shaq movie Kazaam, but as Shazam. Many people, therefore, have a false memory of him being in a movie or TV show like this called Shazam.
Shattered, shattered Love and hope and sex and dreams Are still surviving on the street Look at me, I'm in tatters! I'm a shattered Shattered Friends are so alarming And my lover's never charming Life's just a cocktail party on the street Big Apple People dressed in plastic bags Directing traffic Some kind of fashion Shattered Laughter, joy, and loneliness and sex and sex and sex and sex Look at me, I'm in tatters I'm a shattered Shattered All this chitter-chatter, chitter-chatter, chitter-chatter 'bout Shmatta, shmatta, shmatta -- I can't give it away on 7th Avenue This town's been wearing tatters (shattered, shattered) Work and work for love and sex Ain't you hungry for success, success, success, success Does it matter? (Shattered) Does it matter? I'm shattered. Shattered Ahhh, look at me, I'm a shattered I'm a shattered Look at me- I'm a shattered, yeah Pride and joy and greed and sex That's what makes our town the best Pride and joy and dirty dreams and still surviving on the street And look at me, I'm in tatters, yeah I've been battered, what does it matter Does it matter, uh-huh Does it matter, uh-huh, I'm a shattered Don't you know the crime rate is going up, up, up, up, up To live in this town you must be tough, tough, tough, tough, tough! You got rats on the west side Bed bugs uptown What a mess this town's in tatters I've been shattered My brain's been battered, splattered all over Manhattan Uh-huh, this town's full of money grabbers Go ahead, bite the Big Apple, don't mind the maggots, huh Shadoobie, my brain's been battered My friends they come around they Flatter, flatter, flatter, flatter, flatter, flatter, flatter Pile it up, pile it high on the platter
Shattered used to have the lyrics "...and laughin' [bleep]," someplace. Now there is no evidence of it. I no longer have the original LP it was on, Some Girls. I wish I did.
