You know, we all make fun of Vanilla Ice, but let me ask you something... when you hear those opening bass/cymbal notes from Queen's 'Under Pressure' without thinking of the lyrics to 'Ice Ice Baby'? Hrmm? Can you still, years later, recite EVERY STINKING WORD of that song when you hear the music start to play? Hrmm? That, my friends, is power. It is an evil, Emporer Palpitine style power, but power nonetheless.

All right stop, collaborate and listen Ice is back with a brand new invention something, grabs ahold of me tightly flowing like a harpoon, daily and nightly will it ever stop, yo, I don't know turn out the light, and I'll glow to the extreme I rock the mike like a vandal light up the stage and wax these chumps like a candle dance, bum rush the speakers that boom i'm killing your brain like a poisonous mushroom...

From memory, and I could probably keep going. I'm not proud. Or tired...