Double Dose Song of the Day - Stand Up/There But For the Grace of God Go I

Throw your hands in the air

Throw your hands in the air

Throw your hands in the air

Throw your hands in the air

This is one funky, fast moving, hip shaking song! The tune is an most excellent, updated version of another awesome tune from the disco era, a little funky ditty called 'There But for the Grace of God Go I.' The newer track samples the original's music, only faster and funkier and the words to the new version are completely different, whereas the original tells a story, this one's all about shaking it up on the dance floor.

I'm talking bout' bodies movin'
Non stop groovin'
Asses shakin', floors are breakin'...

Stand up put your hands to the sky!

When I was a deejay, I used to mix the two together, beginning with the earlier version, by a group called Machine, and then speeding it up even more with this one. Both songs are so good that I'm including both, as they are both deserving of a listen on this fine day. Be sure to check em both out!

*There is no original video for either song, but the 'Stand Up' track is a fun, homemade one by a fellow on YouTube called tonydivine. Machine's version is simply an audio, but the quality is good.










Here's the story of 'There But For the Grace of God Go I':

Carlos and Carmen Vidal just had a child
A lovely girl with a crooked smile
Now they gotta split 'cause the Bronx ain't fit
For a kid to grow up in
Let's find a place they say, somewhere far away
With no blacks, no Jews and no gays

There but for the grace of God, there go I
There but for the grace of God, there go I, I, I, I, I, I, I

Poppy and the family left the dirty streets
To find a quiet place overseas
And year after year the kid has to hear
The do's and don'ts and the dears
And when she's ten years old she digs that rock'n'roll
But Poppy bans it from the home

There but for the grace of God, there go I
There but for the grace of God, oh go I (could be me, could be you)
There but for the grace of God, oh go I, I, I, I, I, I, I

Baby, she turns out to be a natural freak
Getting rest and losing sleep
And when she's sweet sixteen, she packs her things and leaves
With a man she met on the street
Carmen starts to bawl, bangs her head to the wall
Too much love is worse than none at all

There but for the grace of God, there go I
There but for the grace of God, there go I
There but for the grace of God, oh go I
There but for the grace of God, oh go I, I, I, I, I, I, I

(Solo)

Carlos and Carmen Vidal just had a child
A lovely girl with a crooked smile
Now they gotta split 'cause the Bronx ain't fit
For a kid to grow up in
Let's find a place they say, somewhere far away
With no blacks, no Jews and no gays

There but for the grace of God, there go I
There but for the grace of God, oh go I, I, I, I, I, I, I.
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