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I tried but I could not find a way
Looking back all I did was look away Next time is the best time we all know But if there is no next time where to go She's the sweetest queen I've ever seen (CPL593H) See here she comes see what I mean (CPL593H) I could talk talk talk talk talk myself to death But I believe I would only waste my breath Ooh show me (CPL593H) (CPL593H) I tried but I could not find a way Looking back all I did was look away Next time is the best time we all know But if there is no next time where to go She's the sweetest queen I've ever seen (CPL593H) See here she comes see what I mean (CPL593H) I could talk talk talk talk talk myself to death But I believe I would only waste my breath |
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Since my baby left me,
I found a new place to dwell. Down at the end of lonely street: Heartbreak Hotel. Oh Feeling so lonely baby, Feeling so lonely baby, Feeling so lonely baby, I could die. The bell hop's tears keep flowin' The desk clerk's dressed in black. They been so long on lonely street They never will get back. Oh, Cause they’re feeling so lonely baby, Feeling so lonely baby, Feeling so lonely baby, They could die. So if your baby leaves you, And you have a tale to tell Why not just take a walk down lonely street Straight to Heartbreak Hotel. Where you could be so lonely And I could be so lonely We could be so lonely, we could die |
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It has not taken long
It has not taken long The hunters they are hiding from me A wooden hand A golden reed A waiting end for them to bleed La la la la la la la la La la la la la la la la La la la la la la la la La la la la la la la la It has not taken long It has not taken long To feast our naked eye upon The open blade The hungry beast have found her calling Calling help me please La la la la la la la la La la la la la la la la La la la la la la la la La la la la la la la la |
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Well I'm spending all my money and its going up my nose
My Daddy's found me out and he's tearing up my clothes My probation man says you know you ought to quit I said now don't you hang me up now with none of that shit I got the teenage depression that's what I'm talkin' bout If you don't know what I mean then you better look out Same thing every day, well I cant get out of bed Too many questions are confusing up my head I cant stand the thought of another day at school But I know the weekends coming so I gotta keep my cool I got the teenage depression that's what I'm talkin' bout If you don't know what I mean then you better look out It really makes me mad when they always ask me why That I never comb my hair and I never wear a tie School teacher bugging me it's the same old thing Get out of my way I need another shot of gin I got the teenage depression that's what I'm talkin' bout If you don't know what I mean then you better look out Got the teenage depression, It's becoming an obsession Got the teenage depression, It's becoming an obsession Got the teenage depression, It's becoming an obsession Got the teenage depression, It's becoming an obsession I got the teenage depression that's what I'm talkin' bout If you don't know what I mean then you better look out창?짝.Look out ! I got the teenage depression that's what I'm talkin' bout If you don't know what I mean then you better look out창?짝.Look out ! |
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| 5:14 |
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Somehow we drifted off too far
Communicate like distant stars Splintered voices down the 'phone The sunlit dust, the smell of roses drifts, oh no Someone waits behind the door Hiroshima mon amour Riding inter-city trains Dressed in European grey Riding out to echo beach A million memories in the trees and sands, oh no How can I ever let them go? Hiroshima mon amour Meet beneath the autumn lake Where only echoes penetrate Walk through polaroids of the past Future's fused like shattered glass, the sun's so low Turns our silhouettes to gold Hiroshima mon amour |
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| 12. |
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Don't create
Don't rebel Have intuition Can't decide Typical girls get upset too quickly Typical girls can't control themselves Typical girls are so confusing Typical girls - you can always tell Typical girls don't think too clearly Typical girls are unpredictable (predictable) Typical girls try to be Typical girls very well Typical girls are looking for something Typical girls fall under spells Typical girls buy magazines Typical girls feel like hell Typical girls worry about spots, fat, and natural smells Sniky fake smells Typical girls try to be Typical girls very well Don't create Don't rebel Have intution Don't drive well Typical girls try to be Typical girls very well Can't decide what clothes to wear Typical girls are sensitive Typical girls are emotional Typical girls are cruel and bewitching She's a femme fatale Typical girls stand by their man Typical girls are really swell Typical girls learn how to act shocked Typical girls don't rebel Who invented the typical girl? Who's bringing out the new improved model? And there's another marketing ploy Typical girl gets the typical boy The typical boy gets the typical girl The typical girl gets the typical boy Are emotional |
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We were at a party
His ear lobe fell in the deep Someone reached in and grabbed it It was a rock lobster We were at the beach Everybody had matching towels Somebody went under a dock And there they saw a rock It wasn't a rock It was a rock lobster Motion in the ocean His air hose broke Lots of trouble Lots of bubble He was in a jam S'in a giant clam Down, down Underneath the waves Mermaids wavin' Wavin' to mermen Wavin' sea fans Sea horses sailin' Dolphins wailin' Red snappers snappin' Clam shells clappin' Muscles flexin' Flippers flippin' Down, down Let's rock! Boy's in bikinis Girls in surfboards Everybody's rockin' Everybody's fruggin' Twistin' 'round the fire Havin' fun Bakin' potatoes Bakin' in the sun Put on your noseguard Put on the lifeguard Pass the tanning butter Here comes a stingray There goes a manta-ray In walked a jelly fish There goes a dogfish Chased by a catfish In flew a sea robin Watch out for that piranha There goes a narwhale HERE COMES A BIKINI WHALE! |
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| 14. |
| 4:37 |
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Could have come through anytime,
Cold lonely, puritan What are you fighting for ? It's not my security. It's just an old war, Not even a cold war, Don't say it in Russian, Don't say it in German. Say it in broken English, Say it in broken English. Lose your father, your husband, Your mother, your children. What are you dying for ? It's not my reality. It's just an old war, Not even a cold war, Don't say it in Russian, Don't say it in German. Say it in broken English, Say it in broken English. US CD MFSL Ultradisc UDCD 640 r. 08 08 1995 What are you fighting for ? What are you fighting for ? What are you fighting for ? What are you fighting for ? What are you fighting for ? What are you fighting for ? Could have come through anytime, Cold lonely, puritan. What are you fighting for ? It's not my security. It's just an old war, Not even a cold war, Don't say it in Russian, Don't say it in German. Say it in broken English, Say it in broken English. Say it in broken English, Say it in broken English. What are you fighting for ? What are you fighting for ? What are you fighting for ? What are you fighting ... |
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| 3:46 |
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It's cold outside
It gets so hot in here The boys and girls collide To the music in my ear. I hear the children crying And I know it's time to go I hear the children crying Take me home. A painted face And I know we haven't long We thought that we had the answers It was the questions we had wrong. I hear the children crying And I know it's time to go I hear the children crying Take me home. Say so, say so Say so, say so. |
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| 4:31 |
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| 5. |
| 4:28 |
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Warm Leatherette,
See the breaking glass, Beneath the underpass. Warm Leatherette, Feel the crushing steel, Feel the steering wheel. Warm Leatherette melts, On your burning flesh, You can see your reflection, On the luminescent dash. Warm Leatherette, A tear of petrol, Is in your eye, The hand brake, Penetrates your thigh. A tear of petrol, Is in your eye, Quick let's make love, Before we die. On Warm Leatherette, Join the carcrash set. |
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I'm the shy boy, you're the coy boy
And you know we're Homosapien too I'm the cruiser, you're the loser Me and you sir, Homosapien too Homosuperior in my interior But from the skin out I'm Homosapien too And you're Homosapien too And I'm Homosapien like you And we're Homosapien too And I think of your eyes in the dark And I see the star And I look to the light And I might wonder right where you are All the Gods in the sky, way up high See the world spinning 'round But the sun and the moon And the stars are so far from the ground I'm the shy boy, you're the coy boy And you know we're Homosapien too I'm the cruiser, you're the loser Me and you sir, Homosapien too Homosuperior in my interior But from the skin out I'm Homosapien too And you're Homosapien too And I'm Homosapien like you And we're Homosapien too And the worlds built of age are a stage Where we act out our lives And the words in the script seem to fit 'Cept we have some surprise I just want this to last Or my future is past and all gone And if this is the case Then I'll lose in life's race from now on Homosuperior in my interior But from the skin out I'm Homosapien too And you're Homosapien too And I'm Homosapien like you And we're Homosapien too And I just hope and pray That the day of our love is at hand You and I, me and you We will be one from two, understand? And the world is so wrong That I hope that we'll be strong enough For we are on our own And the only thing known is our love I don't wanna classify you Like an animal in the zoo But it seems good to me to know That you're Homosapien too I'm the shy boy, you're the coy boy I don't wanna classify you Like an animal in the zoo But it seems good to me to know That you're Homosapien too I don't wanna classify you Like an animal in the zoo But it seems good to me to know That you're Homosapien too I don't wanna classify you Like an animal in the zoo But it seems good to me to know That you're Homosapien too |
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What you gonna do when you get out of jail?
I'm gonna have some fun What do you consider fun? Fun, natural fun I'm in heaven With my boyfriend, my laughing boyfriend There's no beginning and there is no end Time isn't present in that dimention He'll take my arm When we're walkin', rolling and rocking It's one time I'm glad I'm not a man Feels like I'm dreaming, but I'm not sleeping I'm in heaven With the maven of funk mutation Clinton's musicians such as Bootsy Collins Raise expectations to a new intention No one can sing Quite like Smokey, Smokey Robinson Wailin' and shakin' to Bob Marley Reggae's expanding with Sly and Robbie All the weekend Boyfriend was missing I surely miss him The way he'd hold me in his warm arms We went insane when we took cocaine. Stepping in a rhythm to a Kurtis Blow Who needs to think when your feet just go With a hiditihi and a hipitiho Who needs to think when your feet just go ... Who needs to think when your feet just go ... James Brown, James Brown James Brown, James Brown If you see him Please remind him, unhappy boyfriend Well he's the genius of love He's got a greater depth of feeling Well he's the genius of love He's so deep |
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It's right time now
Well, now Relax don't do it When you want to go to it Relax don't do it When you want to come Relax don't do it When you want to come When you want to come Relax don't do it When you want to to go to it Relax don't do it When you want to come Relax don't do it When you want to suck it to it Relax don't do it When you want to come Come But shoot it in the right direction Make making it your intention Live those dreams Scheme those schemes Got to hit me Hit me Hit me with those laser beams Laser beam Relax, don't do it Relax, where do you want to come I'm coming I'm coming Relax don't do it When you want to go to it Relax don't do it When you want to come Relax don't do it When you want to suck it to it Relax don't do it (love) When you want to come When you want to come When you want to come Come Get it up The scene of love Oh feel it Relax don't do it When you want to go to it Relax don't do it Relax don't do it When you want to suck it to it Relax don't do it |
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She's flying in the face of fashion now
Seems to have a will of her own She's flying in the face of fashion, yeah Seems to have it all chromed The time was going, so frequently She said if I try harder again She's flying in the face of fashion now Sells the world annually to a friend She's singin' world shut your mouth, shut your mouth Put your head back in the clouds and shut your mouth World shut your mouth, shut your mouth Put your head back in the clouds and shut your mouth She always used to live so secretly I'd be seen in the avenue sound And taking on the role of the four winds now Having tea there out in the crowd She's flying in the face of fashion, yeah Seems to have a will of her own In lieu of what you're saying so frequently She seems to have it all adds up She's singin': world shut your mouth, shut your mouth Put your head back in the clouds and shut your mouth World shut your mouth, shut your mouth Put your head back in the clouds and shut your mouth World shut your mouth, shut your mouth Put your head back in the clouds and shut your mouth World shut your mouth, shut your mouth Put your head back in the clouds and shut your mouth World shut your mouth, shut your mouth Put your head back in the clouds and shut your mouth World shut your mouth, shut your mouth Put your head back in the clouds and shut your mouth World shut your mouth, shut your mouth Put your head back in the clouds and shut your mouth World shut your mouth, shut your mouth |
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One Nation under God
has turned into One Nation under the influence of one drug Television, the drug of the Nation Breeding ignorance and feeding radiation T.V., it satellite links our United States of unconciousness Apathetic therapeutic and extremely addictive the methadone metronome pumping out a 150 channels 24 hours a day you can flip through all of them and still there's nothing worth watching T.V. is the reason why less than ten percent of our Nation reads books daily Why most people think Central America means Kansas Socialism means unamerican and Apartheid is a new headache remedy absorbed in it's world it's so hard to find us It shapes our minds the most maybe the mother of our Nation should remind us that we're sitting to close to. . . Television, the drug of the Nation Breeding ignorance and feeding radiation T.V. is the stomping ground for political candidates Where bears in the woods are chased by Grecian Formula'd bald eagles T.V. is mechanized politic's remote control over the masses co-sponsered by environmentally safe gases watch for the PBS special It's the perpetuation of the two party system where image takes precedence over wisdom Where sound bite politics are served to the fastfood culture Where straight teeth in your mouth are more important than the words that come out of it Race baiting is the way to get selected Willie Horton or Will he not get elected on . . . Television, the drug of the Nation Breeding ignorance and feeding radiation T.V. is it the reflector or the director? Does it imitate us or do we imitate it Because a child watches 1500 murders before he's twelve years old and we wonder how we've created a Jason generation that learns to laugh rather than abhor the horror T.V. is the place where armchair generals and quarterbacks can experience first hand the excitement of video warfare as the theme song is sung in the background Sugar sweet sitcoms that leave us with a bad actor taste while pop stars metamorphosize into soda pop stars You saw the video You heard the soundtrack Well now go buy the soft drink Well, the only cola that I support would be a union C.O.L.A. (Cost of Living Allowance) On Television. Television, the drug of the Nation Breeding ignorance and feeding radiation Back again, "New and Improved", we return to our irregularly programmed schedule hidden cleverly between heavy breasted beer and car commericals CNN ESPN ABC TNT but mostly B.S. Where oxymoronic language like "virtually spotless" "fresh frozen" "light yet filling" and "military intelligence" have become standard T.V. is the place where phrases are redefined like "recession" to "necessary downturn" "crude oil" on a beach to "mousse" "Civilian death" to "collateral damages" and being killed by your own Army is now called "friendly fire" T.V. is the place where the pursuit of happiness has become the pursuit of trivia Where toothpaste and cars have become sex objects Where imagination is sucked out of children by a cathode ray nipple T.V. is the only wet nurse that would create a cripple Television, the drug of the Nation Breeding ignorance and feeding radiation On Television . . . |
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(I think it's time to discuss your a| ah a|
Philosophy of drug use as it relates to artistic endeavor) Check it, yo! I always hit the tape with a rough road style You heard the psychedelic and ya came from miles Keep my rhymes thick like a Danish brew So you could call me black and tan when I'm a wreckin' a crew I'm like Bill Lee whacking when he's in Tangiers And now I'm out on the sole surviving with my Beatnik peers Analog reel and a little distortion Smokin' on somethin' s'you could say I'm scorchin' I never been the type to rap up a well Make a man burn his draft card like it was hell Send ya up the river like you lookin' for Kurtz I got the mugwump jism up in every verse [Second verse here] (Refrain 2x) Bug powder dust and mugwump jism And the wild boys runnin' into some trippin' Led into control about the Big Brothah Try like hell to not blow my cover Who's that man in the windowpane Got somethin' on his tongue and it's startin' to stain Sho' nuff equip so wop n'get dancester Butt bond my ladder and you'll get beat down Hash bond style so I'm singin' day glow Wakin' up the dead like serpent in the rainbow Kick off the shoes and relax your feet Now roll up your sleeves for this lyrical treat (...) |
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(C. Ridenhour/W. Drayton/E. Sadler/H. Shocklee)
I got a letter from the government The other day I Opened and read it It said they were suckers They wanted me for the army or whatever Picture me given' a damn -- I said never Here is a land that never gave a damn About a brother like me and myself Because they never did I wasn't wit' it, but just that very minute... It occured to me The suckers had authority Cold sweatin' as I dwell in my cell How long has it been? They got me sittin' in the state pen I gotta get out -- but that thought was thought before I contemplated a plan on the cell floor I'm not a fugitive on the run But a brother like me begun -- to be another one Public enemy servin' time -- they drew the line y'all To criticize me some crime -- never the less They could not understand that I'm a Black man And I could never be a veteran On the strength, the situation's unreal I got a raw deal, now I'm lookin for the steel (Tricky: Many switch in, switch on, switch off (x5)) Nevertheless they cannot understand That I'm a black man, and I could never be a veteran. On the strength of situations, I'm real. I got a raw deal, so I'm lookin' for the steel Lookin for the steel. |
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I suppose that I'm all right now,
When all you ever gave was nothing, I suppose you taught me well now, When all I ever learned was something, I suppose that I'm all right now, I'm all right now and I suppose it, They suppose they taught me well now, You taught me hell now and no one knows it, All right now, all right now, all right now, There's no horses left to bet on, And all your pretty purse is blown away, Someone shows me I've been stepped on, And now I'm left with nothing more to say, And I propose we're not all right now, But I'm all right now, and I propose it, They suppose they taught me well now, You taught me hell now and no one knows it, You're getting sucked in little by little, And I suppose you feel all right now, all right now, don't feel, You're getting shot down a little by little, And I suppose you feel all right now and no one knows it, ( I've got nothing and I feel fine) (I'm right now, I'm right now) Have you lost your feeling? Have you lost your sense of breathing? Have you gained that tainted feeling? So, so cold, Someone poisoned what you're eating, You're getting shot down, you're getting pushed in, a little by little, And I suppose you feel all right now, all right now, don't feel, You're getting shot down a little by little, And I suppose you feel all right now, all right now, don't feel, You're getting pushed in a little by little, And I'm all right now and no one knows it, And no one knows it, and no one knows it, And no one knows it, and no one knows it. |
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Into temptation, over in doubt
Black night, neonlight into my house talking talking talking about Out of frustration, over in doubt Hold me now, I'm hoping that you can explain Little Arithmetics Got me down, they're fooling me again and again Little Arithmetics Got me down Sometimes I feel like going down south Sometimes I'm feeling alright Sometimes I feel like I'm over and out Sometimes I'm losing my mind Talking talking talking about Sometimes the day is the night Into temptation, over in doubt Sometimes I don't wanna fight Hold me now, I'm hoping that you can explain Little Arithmetics Got me down, they're fooling me again and again Little Arithmetics Got me down |
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So...the choice I have made
May seem strange to you But who asked you, anyway? It's my life to wreck My own way You see...to someone, somewhere, oh yeah... Alma matters In mind, body and soul In part, and in whole Because to someone, somewhere, oh yeah... Alma matters In mind, body and soul In part, and in whole So...the life I have made May seem wrong to you But, I've never been surer It's my life to ruin My own way You see...to someone, somewhere, oh yeah... Alma matters In mind, body and soul In part, and in whole Because to someone, somewhere, oh yeah... Alma matters In mind, body and soul In part, and in whole To someone, somewhere, oh yeah... Alma matters In mind, body and soul Part, and in whole So to someone, somewhere, oh yeah... Alma matters In mind, body and soul Part, and in whole To someone, somewhere, oh yeah... Oh yeah... Oh yeah, oh yeah Oh yeah... |
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The taste of life I can't describe
It's choking on my mind Reaching out I can't believe Faith it can't decide On and on I carry on But underneath my mind And on and on I tell my self It's this I can't disguise Oh can't you see Holding on to my heart I bleed the taste of life The pace, the time, I can't survive It's grinding down the view Breaking out which way to choose A choice I can't renew Holding on I carry on But underneath my mind And on and on I tell my self It's this I can't disguise Oh can't you see Holding on to my heart I bleed, no place is safe Can't you see the taste of life |
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