Xavier Amin Dphrepaulezz (born 1968), better known by his stage name Fantas… Read Full Bio ↴Xavier Amin Dphrepaulezz (born 1968), better known by his stage name Fantastic Negrito, is an African-American singer-songwriter whose music spans blues, R&B, and roots music. Negrito made a record deal with Prince's former manager, and later, in 1993, made another deal, this one with Interscope Records. On January 9, 1996, he released his first album, The X Factor, under the mononym Xavier. The album was released on Lexington House Records and distributed by Interscope. He was in a near-fatal car crash in 1999, which left him in a coma for three weeks; he has since said that he felt that this crash "released" him because Interscope terminated their contract with him, after which he resumed hustling. In 2007, he stopped making music, but he returned in 2014, describing his new musical style as "black roots music for everyone". In 2015, he won NPR's Tiny Desk Contest. In 2016, his album The Last Days of Oakland was released on the Blackball Universe label. Negrito won his first Grammy in 2017, when The Last Days of Oakland received the Grammy Award for Best Contemporary Blues Album.
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Push Back
Mistah F.A.B. Lyrics
You would give up your right arm to go back
To when you had a right arm
You'll need some muscles to move it backward
Push back the hands of time
Broken glass is glittering like diamonds
Can't hear yourself thinking over the sirens
Push back the hands of time
Push back the hands of time
You wanna sing to drown out the car horn
Squeeze your eyes shut and scream like a newborn
Like a newborn babe
Dawn breaks like a fallen vase
Push back the hands of time
Unwelcome vision of rosy fingers
Push back the hands of time
It wouldn't help you if you'd had any sleep
It wouldn't save you from the mission creep
Push back the hands of time
Push back the hands of time
Screeching tires but never a collision
Endless day without a sunset provision
Endless day
Push back the hands of time
Push back the hands of time
You wanna sing to drown out the car horn
Squeeze your eyes shut and scream like a newborn
Like a newborn babe
Push back the hands of time
Push back the hands of time
Push back the hands of time
Push back the hands of time
Push back the hands of time
Push back the hands of time
Push back the hands of time
Push back the hands of time
Push back the hands of time
To when you had a right arm
You'll need some muscles to move it backward
Push back the hands of time
Broken glass is glittering like diamonds
Can't hear yourself thinking over the sirens
Push back the hands of time
Push back the hands of time
You wanna sing to drown out the car horn
Squeeze your eyes shut and scream like a newborn
Like a newborn babe
Dawn breaks like a fallen vase
Push back the hands of time
Unwelcome vision of rosy fingers
Push back the hands of time
It wouldn't help you if you'd had any sleep
It wouldn't save you from the mission creep
Push back the hands of time
Push back the hands of time
Screeching tires but never a collision
Endless day without a sunset provision
Endless day
Push back the hands of time
Push back the hands of time
You wanna sing to drown out the car horn
Squeeze your eyes shut and scream like a newborn
Like a newborn babe
Push back the hands of time
Push back the hands of time
Push back the hands of time
Push back the hands of time
Push back the hands of time
Push back the hands of time
Push back the hands of time
Push back the hands of time
Push back the hands of time
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: John C Flansburgh, John S Linnell
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