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Pick up the pieces
Pick up the pieces Pick up the pieces Pick up the pieces Pick up the pieces Pick up the pieces Pick up the pieces Pick up the pieces |
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| 3:42 |
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| 4. |
| 5:00 |
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Once I was a boogie singer
Playin' in a Rock 'n Roll band I never had no problems Runnin' down the one night stands And everything around me Got to start to feelin' so low And I decided quickly To disco down and check out the show Yea they were dancin' and singin' and movin' to the groovin' And just when it hit me somebody turned around and shouted Play that funky music white boy Play that funky music right Play that funky music white boy Lay down and boogie and play that funky music 'til you die I tried to understand this I thought that they were out of their minds How could I be so foolish To not see I was the one behind So still I kept on fightin' Well losin' every step of the way I said I must go back there And check to see if things still the same Yea they were dancin' and singin' and movin' to the groovin' And just when it hit me somebody turned around and shouted Play that funky music white boy Play that funky music right Play that funky music white boy Lay down and boogie and play that funky music 'til you die Now first it wasn't easy Changin' rock 'n roll at Myze And things were gettin' shaky I thought I'd have to leave it behind But now it's so much better I'm funking out in every way But I'll never lose that feeling Of how I learned my lesson that day When they were dancin' and singin' and movin' to the groovin' And just when it hit me somebody turned around and shouted Play that funky music white boy Play that funky music right Play that funky music white boy Lay down and boogie and play that funky music 'til you die Play that funky music Play that funky music Play that funky music Play that funky music Play that funky music white boy Play that funky music right Play that funky music white boy Play that funky music right Play that funky music white boy Play that funky music right |
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People all over the world (everybody) Join hands (join) Start a love train, love train People all over the world (all the world, now) Join hands (love ride) Start a love train (love ride), love train The next stop that we make will be soon Tell all the folks in Russia, and China, too Don't you know that it's time to get on board And let this train keep on riding, riding on through Well, well People all over the world (you don't need no money) Join hands (come on) Start a love train, love train (don't need no ticket, come on) People all over the world (Join in, ride this train) Join in (Ride this train, y'all) Start a love train (Come on, train), love train All of you brothers over in Africa Tell all the folks in Egypt, and Israel, too Please don't miss this train at the station 'Cause if you miss it, I feel sorry, sorry for you Well People all over the world (Sisters and brothers) Join hands (join, come on) Start a love train (ride this train, y'all), love train (Come on) People all over the world (Don't need no tickets) Join hands (come on, ride) Start a love train, love train Ride, let it ride Let it ride Let it ride People, ain't no war People all over the world (on this train) Join in (ride the train) Start a love train, love train (ride the train, y'all) People all over the world (come on) Join hands (you can ride or stand, yeah) Start a love train, love train (makin' love) People all over the world ('round the world, y'all) Join hands (come on) Start a love train, love train |
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| 4:41 |
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| 8. |
| 3:07 |
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You will not be able to stay home, brother.
You will not be able to plug in, turn on and cop out. You will not be able to lose yourself on skag and skip out for beer during commercials, Because the revolution will not be televised. The revolution will not be televised. The revolution will not be brought to you by Xerox In 4 parts without commercial interruptions. The revolution will not show you pictures of Nixon blowing a bugle and leading a charge by John Mitchell, General Abrams and Mendel Rivers to eat hog maws confiscated from a Harlem sanctuary. The revolution will not be televised. The revolution will not be brought to you by the Schaefer Award Theatre and will not star Natalie Woods and Steve McQueen or Bullwinkle and Julia. The revolution will not give your mouth sex appeal. The revolution will not get rid of the nubs. The revolution will not make you look five pounds thinner, the revolution will not be televised, Brother. There will be no pictures of you and Willie Mays pushing that shopping cart down the block on the dead run, or trying to slide that color television into a stolen ambulance. NBC will not be able predict the winner at 8:32 on reports from 29 districts. The revolution will not be televised. There will be no pictures of pigs shooting down brothers in the instant replay. There will be no pictures of Whitney Young being run out of Harlem on a rail with a brand new process. There will be no slow motion or still life of Roy Wilkens strolling through Watts in a Red, Black and Green liberation jumpsuit that he had been saving For just the right occasion. Green Acres, The Beverly Hillbillies, and Hooterville Junction will no longer be so god damned relevant, and women will not care if Dick finally screwed Jane on Search for Tomorrow because Black people will be in the street looking for a brighter day. The revolution will not be televised. There will be no highlights on the eleven o'clock news and no pictures of hairy armed women liberationists and Jackie Onassis blowing her nose. The theme song will not be written by Jim Webb or Francis Scott Key, nor sung by Glen Campbell, Tom Jones, Johnny Cash or Englebert Humperdink. The revolution will not be televised. The revolution will not be right back after a message about a white tornado, white lightning, or white people. You will not have to worry about a dove in your bedroom, a tiger in your tank, or the giant in your toilet bowl. The revolution will not go better with Coke. The revolution will not fight the germs that may cause bad breath. The revolution will put you in the driver's seat. The revolution will not be televised, will not be televised, will not be televised, will not be televised. The revolution will be no re-run brothers; The revolution will be live. |
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| 10. |
| 3:28 |
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| 11. |
| 3:41 |
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What you think
What you feel now What you know To be real What you think (I think I love you, baby) What you feel now (I feel I love you, baby) What you know (Ho...ho...oh...) To be real Ooh...your love’s for real now You know that your love is my love My love is your love Our love is here to stay What you think (I think I love you, baby) What you feel now (I feel I love you, baby) What you know (Ho...ho...oh...) To be real Ooh...your love’s for real now You know that your love is my love My love is your love Our love is here to stay What you think (I think I love you, baby) What you feel now (I feel I love you, baby) What you know (Ho...ho...oh...) To be real Ooh...your love’s for real now You know that your love is my love And my love is your love Our love is here to stay What you think (I think I love you, baby) What you feel now (I feel I love you) What you know (Ho...ho...oh...) To be real What you think (I think I love you) What you feel now (I feel I need you) What you know (Oh, oh, yeah) To be real (It’s got to be real) To be real (It’s got to be real) To be real What you think What you feel now What you know To be real What you think (Oh, ho, ho, what you feel now) What you feel now (Oh, ho, ho, what you know now) What you know (Whoa, whoa, whoa) To be real (Got to be real, it’s got to be real) To be real (It’s got to be real, it’s got to be real) To be real (It’s got to be real, it’s got to be real) To be real (It’s got to be real, it’s got to be real) To be real (Oh, real, real, real, real) To be real (Real, real, real, real) |
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| 5:44 |
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All night long I can't wait to love you baby,
All night long I can't wait to love you Baby, All night long I can't wait to love you Baby OH... somthing got me so excited baby i see your face in every thing i do your got me shook up shook up for your lovin'and boy thats the way I've never get over you All night long(I can't wait til your love to came til morn to show I love I love) I've been waitin' for your love and ticipating hurry and come cause I can't wait to get on (I wanna give it ya) All night long I can't to love you baby All night long(ohh)I can't to love you boy Ohhhh........Claim on up thr laber honey what I got for want wait All night long On up the laber honey what I've got is better than money All night long come on boy don't be late what I've got for want wait All night long |
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| 3:16 |
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| 4:06 |
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Yeah, yeah (Hey...yeah...)
Lil' J (I need love, love, love, love) What When I'm alone in my room or when I'm out at the mall Or in the back of a limo I hear my conscience call Saying, "J, you need a girl who's as sweet as a dove" For the first time in my life, I see I need love There I was giggling about the games That I had run on many girls and I ain't sayin' no name Then the thought occurred, memories made my heart hurt As I said to myself, "Look what you've done to her" And her and her and her, can't explain how it feels Bein' J, see and girls knowin' nothin' is real Playin' make-believe, pretendin' that I won't leave them Catch me in the streets, I'm actin' like I don't see them Tellin' them things I know they wantin' to hear Whisper, then sittin' so close, like a ice in the ear Let 'em know when you with me you got nothin' to fear Usually feelings I'm fakin', now I'm makin' it clear Baby, you know my word is down with platinum and gold One of half of me deserves to be this way till I'm old But the other half deserves passion and trust Forever lasting crush, 'cause mami, it's just us I need love Loving you, love from you All those others I can choose Don't wanna choose to lose I need love (I need love) Loving you, love from you 'Cause it's you I can't resist On my lips I want a kiss I need love from you She got immaculate hands, exquisite feet Her eyes, lips and body make the picture complete It ain't all physical though, her mind is real Always wantin' to communicate, say how she feel Never notice the whip, just playin' the wheel Baby T is west tech spinnin' danger chill Sun glistenin' on your skin, it's the prettiest sight Smile bright enough to light up the city at night So ma, where you're at, you're neither here nor there I swear I can't find you anywhere Damn sho' ain't in the studio or out in the club This love search is really making me bug And if you know who you are, I'll add J on the scene See, the image is plain, for every king need a queen I'll search the whole world for my special girl When I finally find her, cop her a Lex to twirl I need love Loving you, love from you All those others I can choose Don't wanna choose to lose I need love (I need love) Loving you, love from you 'Cause it's you I can't resist On my lips I want a kiss I need love from you Soon as I wake up I wanna hear your voice Callin' me on the phone Tellin' me, tellin' me, tellin' me That you need me, me, my love I've gotta see your face, hear your voice Baby, baby, baby I need, I need love (I need love) Loving you, love from you All those others I can choose Don't wanna choose to lose I need love (I need love) Loving you, love from you 'Cause it's you I can't resist On my lips I want a kiss I need love from you Girl, listen to me When I be sittin' in my room all alone Fantasies run through my mind And I come to see that I need true love And if you wanna be there for me, girl I need you to make yourself seen I'll be waiting, I love you Loving you, love from you All those others I can choose Don't wanna choose to lose I need love (I need love) Loving you, love from you 'Cause it's you I can't resist On my lips I want a kiss I need love from you |
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