Central Line- Walking Into Sunshine (Larry Levan Mix) (1981)

When I step out onto my porch, and the beautiful, bright morning sun hits my face and warms my skin, I just know that I'm going to spend the entire day at work telling kids to put their damn shirts back on. I'm not sure the chemistry behind the process, but no matter how cold outside, street kids seem to have a biological need to bare their nipples at the first hint of sunlight. Fact.

Gap Band- Early In The Morning (1982)

When most people say that they are not "morning people", it is implied that they are total outward dicks in the early hours. I, too, am not a fan of mornings, but instead of being a grouchy asshole, I remain sweet and pleasant while calmly, silently plotting the demise of you and everyone around you until noon-ish or two coffees, whatever comes first.

Karen Young- Hot Shot (1978)

If you are really, really good at something, don't brag and show off and be a dick about it.
That is, unless that particular thing is something super difficult like french braiding your own hair, or learning all of the words to a Twista song. In that case, g'ahead hot shot... You earned that shit.

Gary's Gang- Runaway (Dub Mix) (1984)

There is not much more of a humbling experience than slinking home a half an hour after telling your parents you were running away forever, because you forgot your Tiger Beats, and dinner might be kind-of good tonight.