After The Gold Rush - Lyrics - K. D. Lang

Title: After The Gold Rush
Artist: K. D. Lang
Composer(s): Neil Young

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Lyric:
Well, I dreamed I saw the knights in armor comin'
Sayin' somethin' about a Queen
There were peasants singin' and drummers drummin',
The archer split the tree
A fanfare blowin' to the sun that was floating on the breeze
Look at mother nature on the run in the nineteen seventies

I was lyin' in a burned out basement with the full moon in my eyes
I was hopin' for replacement when the sun burst through the sky
There was a band playin' in my head and I felt like getting high
I was thinkin' about what a friend had said
I was hopin' it was a lie

I dreamed I saw a silver space ship flyin'
In the yellow haze of the sun
There were children cryin' and colors flyin' all around the chosen ones
All in a dream, all in a dream the loading had begun
Flying mother nature's silver seed to a new home in the sun
Flying mother nature's silver seed to a new home

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After The Gold Rush - Lyrics - Live Rust (Live) - Neil Young

Title: After The Gold Rush
Album: Live Rust (Live)
Artist: Neil Young
Composer(s): Neil Young

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Lyric:
Well, I dreamed I saw the knights in armor come
Sayin' somethin' about me
There were children singin' and drummers drummin'
The archer split the tree
There was a fanfare blowin' to the sun
That floated on the breeze
We got mother nature on the run, in the nineteen seventies
Look at mother nature on the run, in the nineteen seventies

I was lyin' in a burnt out basement
With the full moon in my eye
I was hopin' for a replacement
When the sun burst through the sky
There was a band playin' in my head
And I felt like getting high
Thinkin' about what a friend had said, I was hopin' it was a lie
Thinkin' about what a friend had said, I was hopin' it was a lie

Well, I dreamed I saw the silver spaceships flyin'
In the yellow haze of the sun
There were children cryin' and colors flyin'
All around the chosen ones
All in a dream, all in a dream the loadin' had begun
We were flyin' mother nature's silver seed to a new home in the sun
Flyin' mother nature's silver seed to a new home

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Bad Blood - Lyrics - The Dark Side Of The Spoon - Ministry

Title: Bad Blood
Album: The Dark Side Of The Spoon
Artist: Ministry
Composer(s): Paul G. Barker, Reynolds Washam, Alien Jourgensen, Deborah Coon

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Lyric:
What's lies, full moon and thoughts collide
We look for answers in those catatonic, dying blood-shot eyes
We ask if vermin are the ones that already learned
Those aren't tears, they're just bad bad blood
Just bad bad blood

What lies, no big surprise
We get our clues from the ones who thought up they will conquer us
Are we too fucked to say the end is here too much?
We're left denial with bad blood

Do you remember the strain? Do you remember the pain?
Do you remember who caused all the blame?
Bad blood
Do you remember me? Do you remember us?
Do you surrender your dreams or your trust?
Bad blood

What lies, he's finally come alive
Out of these mediocre plentiful things all the time
A steady stream of madness, conscious to a flood
The clock is ticking for bad blood

Do you remember the strain? Do you remember the pain?
Do you remember who caused all the blame?
Bad blood
Do you remember me? Do you remember us?
Do you surrender your dreams or your trust?
Bad blood

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Blaze A 50 - Lyrics - The Lost Tapes - Nas

Title: Blaze A 50
Album: The Lost Tapes
Artist: Nas
Composer(s): S Barnes, Nasir Jones, L.E.S. C Olivier, Leshan Lewis

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Lyric:
Blaze a 50, sit back in the drop top Bezour Bentley
Of course wit me, this chick who'd make Bobby divorce Whitney
Brazilian candy, from Miami
Masseuse, wedding ring on, lovin' Celine Dion
Hate rap, told me where she get caked at
She's a part time dancer, part time romancer
Tries to be a mother when she gets a chance ta
Left her husband, alone to raise they son hes in pampers

Modeled for a year, got her bachelors degree
33 recoverin' from plastic surgery
Went from 34B to 36 double D
Met her in San Diego at tha Super Bowl party
Had the Heiny sipped it up, wit Terrell Davis
MVP, we flicked it up from Sports Illustrated
I was silked out, flossin' wit stout, he had the gators
When she walked in, she lit up the room, like Las Vegas

Terrell said our mans a full back for the Raiders
A drunk whod cheerleaders and wind up in the papers
It's easy to get the, just don't fall in love
Next thing you know I'm hugged up wit this in tha tub
Palm Springs, Al Capone's Sweate washin' her feet
Is this love? Somebody's wife a thug
Hittin' it raw, tastin' it, wildin' out on my character, tapin' it
Tyra Banks face is face lift, givin' like she knew me for years

Pillow talk, she let out tears, told me bout her husbands affairs
Millions, she would get, if his neck got slit
She rolled the equality, then passed the lie ta me
Told me 'bout her mans life insurance policy
He stays on the golf course, wears Drakkar Sport
Evenings he drinks his wines on his private resort
You can take a man here goes the keys you can slip in the rear
Chop a up, yo, meet me somewhere so we can make more money
Then you could ever see rappin'

Split the cash 'n, move to Venezuela
Adaptin' P-11's, A-C-P shells for blastin'
Caught him wit his Spanish maid
He had a liter wit a can of spray
Burnin' her legs, she tied to the bed
Sex S and M, sadomasochistic
Sadistic, yoked her from behind
Blew him out existence

His maid cried no, lucky she was blind fold
Naked wit, mad burn marks, all on her thighs yo
Twelve point five million, he kept his funds in the loines of London
Goes to his wife and his children
Yo I thought, what if shorty gets scared, electric chairs all I vision
All she'll probably get is psychiatric supervision
I'll switch the plan, then maybe fly to Switzerland
Fake ID, forge his wife name, catch the next flight the same night
Headed to Spain, nice game, now it's back to where we meet again

Blaze a 50, sit back in a drop top Bezour Bently
Of course wit me, this chick who'd make Bobby divorce Whitney
Top down, nightmare, blow her hair
Sky black, stars glow, the face on the moon stare
Fast lane on the nine-five, honey laughs about the cash
Took a blast, out of her coke bag
Snorted it, started screamin' yo we almost crashed
Earlier I took the coke out, replaced it wit crushed up glass
Her head nodded down to her chest, slowly she fell asleep
Overwhelmed by greed, put to death

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Blow 'Em Off - Lyrics - Dopes To Infinity - Monster Magnet

Title: Blow 'Em Off
Album: Dopes To Infinity
Artist: Monster Magnet
Composer(s): David Wyndorf

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Lyric:
When you said alright
I thought you meant alright
When you said that's fine
I thought you meant that's fine
I guess some standards don't always apply

When the kid goes home, he always goes alone
He hides in the machine, and always stays fourteen
Well there's really nothing wrong with the plan
He goes to sleep at night and holds his own hand
It's inconceivable there could be an end

Who brings you back when you're gone gone gone
Who keeps saying you're prayers when you blow 'em off
Who keeps alive the concept of mom
Who cares to care when they're really scared
When you're really scared

When you said alright, I thought you meant alright
When you said that's fine, I thought you meant that's fine
Well there is the answer on the tip of my tongue
There's the bubble on the face of the moon
There's a chamber that should always be full

Who brings you back when you're gone gone gone
Who keeps saying you're prayers when you blow 'em off
Who keeps alive the concept of mom
Who cares to care when they're really scared
When you're really scared

Who brings you back when you're gone gone gone
Who keeps saying you're prayers when you blow 'em off
Who keeps alive the concept of mom
Who cares to care when they're really scared
When you're really scared

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Cold Outside - Lyrics - Word Of Mouf - Ludacris

Title: Cold Outside
Album: Word Of Mouf
Artist: Ludacris
Composer(s): Chris Bridges, Torrey Cook

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Lyric:
It ain't no one to trust but me
And I got to make sure that I take care of my family
And it ain't no choices 'cause it's cold outside

And to my niggas on the block
On the grind and hustlin' tryin' to sell some rocks
You hear the voices say it's cold outside

I'm hiding out and smokin' herb
Because my boss is getting on my motherfucking nerves
But I got to take it 'cause it's cold outside

See rappin' is my only way
My mama told me just to save it for another day
But I got to make it 'cause it's cold outside

Man, I can hear that wind blowing
You say it don't get cold in C P
Well, niggas it's been snowing
Even though some might disagree
When business is still slowing
Even if we subject to change
Come up out them diamonds and rings
Even all them dollars and change

Nigga we home-grown
And to those that couldn't take the pressure
Nigga they long gone
Skeet 25 lighters on dressers
Or you'll get zoned on
They be puttin' them bodies in bags
They be cuttin' them bodies on slabs
Then go to somebody and brag

Got to keep a straight face
Better keep inside with your know
Got to find a safe place
Better stay in silence or go
Or end up a waste case
Pick figure it's more stuff to do
Pick nigger it's more folks than you
Pick never come close to a clue

I put my life on it
Want to disrespect, give me your neck
And I'll put a knife on it
Some say it's slippery when wet
But my roll got ice on it
It's all about supply and demand
It's all about me buying some land
You folks just don't understand
That uh

It ain't no one to trust but me
And I got to make sure that I take care of my family
And it ain't no choices 'cause it's cold outside

And to my niggas on the block
On the grind and hustlin' tryin' to sell some rocks
You hear the voices say it's cold outside

I'm hiding out and smokin' herb
Because my boss is getting on my motherfucking nerves
But I got to take it 'cause it's cold outside

See rappin' is my only way
My mama told me just to save it for another day
But I got to make it 'cause it's cold outside

Man, I see the clouds coming
Y'all see a man on the moon walking
I see a crowd running
And the A P D steadily talking
'Cause we done found something
And it's not as good as it seems
Oh, I wish I could get some cream
And get up out of the hood with some dreams

I'm peepin' hard crimes
See the system's fucked up
And they givin' out some hard times
Heard one of these locked up
And my people snortin' hard lines
Locked up and they didn't do a thang
Locked up because of the pressure and pain
Locked up because they wouldn't do the same

And I see the case close
I can't ask no questions and it's over
'Cause they say so
I ain't learned no lessons, but these snitches
Better lay low
Or we gonna be chopping some heads
And we gonna be rocking some beds
And we gonna be dropping some eggs

We walk a long road
Trying to find the essence of self
But I picked the wrong clothes
'Do rag with a gat under my belt
'Cause life's throwing strong blows
But I keep a little hope and some dreams
And I try to stay focused and clean
But I got a little dope and some green
'Cause uh

It ain't no one to trust but me
And I got to make sure that I take care of my family
And it ain't no choices 'cause it's cold outside

And to my niggas on the block
On the grind and hustlin' tryin' to sell some rocks
You hear the voices say it's cold outside

I'm hiding out and smokin' herb
Because my boss is getting on my motherfucking nerves
But I got to take it 'cause it's cold outside

See rappin' is my only way
My mama told me just to save it for another day
But I got to make it 'cause it's cold outside

I can see them shamed faces
Man, y'all look at me like y'all grew up
In the same places
Scams and dirty work came up on
A day to day basis
Now they got to re-up and re-bag
And they got to re-up and re-slab
Then they got to be up and be bad

This game'll never end
Excuse my French, but goddammit
I got some clever friends
They might get set back by some wench
But that bitch'll never win
It's all about the way of the world
It's all about the way of them girls
It's all about them diamonds and pearls

We waiting too long
But the D E C and Southwest Atlanta
Is too strong
We might bring that soap out and wash up
And throw them suits on
Coming in the court with some pride
'Cause we ain't got nothing to hide
Just didn't know what laws to abide

I play the cards dealt
And I bought a full house and I watched
The woman's heart melt
See my mama's cooled out and she's crying
'Cause it's heart-felt
It's all about supply and demand
It's all about me buying some land
You folks just don't understand
That uh

It ain't no one to trust but me
And I got to make sure that I take care of my family
And it ain't no choices 'cause it's cold outside

And to my niggas on the block
On the grind and hustlin' tryin' to sell some rocks
You hear the voices say it's cold outside

I'm hiding out and smokin' herb
Because my boss is getting on my motherfucking nerves
But I got to take it 'cause it's cold outside

See rappin' is my only way
My mama told me just to save it for another day
But I got to make it 'cause it's cold outside

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Cool Change - Lyrics - Little River Band

Title: Cool Change
Artist: Little River Band
Composer(s): Glenn Barrie Shorrock

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Lyric:
If there's one thing in my life that's missing
It's the time that I spend alone
Sailing on the cool and bright clear water
There's lots of those friendly people
They're showing me ways to go
But I never want to lose their inspiration

Time for a cool change
I know that it's time for a cool change
And I know that my life is so pre-arranged
I know that it's time for a cool change

Well I was born in the sign of water
And it's there that I feel my best
The albatros and the whales they are my brothers
And it's kind of a special feeling
When you're out on the sea alone
Staring at the full moon like a lover

I've never been romantic
And sometimes I don't care
I know it may sound selfish
But let me breathe the air

If there's one thing in my life that's missing
It's the time that I spend alone
Sailing on the cool and bright clear water
It's kind of a special feeling
When you're out on the sea alone
Staring at the full moon like a lover

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Dear Yvette - Lyrics - Radio - Ll Cool J

Title: Dear Yvette
Album: Radio
Artist: Ll Cool J
Composer(s): Rick Rubin, James Todd Smith

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Lyric:
Yo, Yvette, there's a lot of rumors going around
They're so bad, baby, you might have to skip town
See something's smelling fishy and they say it's you
All I know is that you made it with the whole damn crew

They say you're a man-eater during the full moon
Mascot of the senior boys' locker room
They said Yvette walked in, there wasn't too much rap
Her reputation got bigger and so did her gap
'Cuz girl, your momma shoulda taught you better
I'ma sit down and write you a long letter

Dear, Yvette
Dear, Yvette
Dear, Yvette
Dear, Yvette

I'm glad you ain't my sister, then again if you was
I'd have to treat you like you was my distant 'cuz
I'm not a news reporter, I don't mean to assume
What should I think? I seen ya coming out the men's bathroom
You wasn't in there alone, wasn't using the phone
The door was locked for twenty minutes, all I heard was "Moan"

Dear, Yvette
Dear, Yvette
Dear, Yvette
Dear, Yvette

I don't really know if the story is so
I can either ask Curly or Larry or Moe
Or Earl, Shabazz, Lou, Mookie or Joe
Like Santa Claus said, you're a ho-ho-ho

In every disco, you say hello
Like you're a little angel but we all know
Since you was eleven you been acting this way
You always got in bed when you wanted to play
You're a freak, you think you're Lady Godiva
Some freaks are live but Yvette you're liver

Dear, Yvette
Dear, Yvette
Dear, Yvette
Dear, Yvette

You're a back-seat queen, a elevator pro
A high-powered body makes your Levis grow
See the stories I've heard, they could amaze
I heard she did it on a motorcycle back in the days

So calm down freak, get a G.E.D.
That's a General Education on Decency
One day you'll see and agree with me
Unless you're gonna be a freak until you're 93

For you there's no fee, everything is free
This is from me to you, not you to me
Every night is your night, your leather pants are tight
You try to shake your butt with all your might

I don't really wanna diss nobody
You might think I had a little too much Bacardi
But that's not the problem, the problem's Yvette
How bad can a girl's reputation get?
See, she's the kinda girl all the homeboys met
If you're desperate, ask Yvette 'cuz she'll say "Bet"

Dear, Yvette
Dear, Yvette
Dear, Yvette
Dear, Yvette

B-Boys are hard on the boulevard
The reverend at the church said you was barred
Homeboys on the block love you a lot
You're a real famous freak whether you like it or not

So before you start walking and your beak starts squawking
Let me explain to you who is talking
I'm LL Cool J, from around the way
You boogie down to my records almost every day

Go a hundred miles an hour when you're standing still
You're faster than my Caddy when it's going downhill
Won't forget that day in the YMCA
The guy at the desk said it was okay
For you to come inside 'cuz he knew you'd stay
Greg G and Garfield yelled 'Hooray'

Dear, Yvette
Dear, Yvette
Dear, Yvette
Dear, Yvette

Dear, Yvette
Dear, Yvette
Dear, Yvette
Dear, Yvette

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After The Gold Rush - Lyrics - A Collection Of Songs Representing An Enthusiasm For Recording...By Amateurs - Flaming Lips

Title: After The Gold Rush
Album: A Collection Of Songs Representing An Enthusiasm For Recording...By Amateurs
Artist: Flaming Lips
Composer(s): Neil Young

Lyric:
Well, I dreamed I saw the knights in armor coming
Saying something about a queen, there were peasants singing and
Drummers drumming and the archer split the tree
There was a fanfare blowing to the sun

That was floating on the breeze look at Mother Nature on the run
In the nineteen seventies look at Mother Nature on the run
In the nineteen seventies

I was lying in a burned out basement with the full moon in my eyes
I was hoping for replacement when the sun burst thru the sky
There was a band playing in my head and I felt like getting high
I was thinking about what a friend had said

I was hoping it was a lie thinking about what a
Friend had said, I was hoping it was a lie

Well, I dreamed I saw the silver space ships flying
In the yellow haze of the sun, there were children crying
And colors flying all around the chosen ones
All in a dream, all in a dream the loading had begun

They were flying Mother Nature's silver seed to a new home in the sun
Flying Mother Nature's silver seed to a new home

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Desert Plains - Lyrics - Metal Works '73-'93 - Judas Priest

Title: Desert Plains
Album: Metal Works '73-'93
Artist: Judas Priest
Composer(s): G Tipton, R Halford, Kenneth Downing

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Lyric:
Full moon is rising, the sky is black
I need your call I'm coming back
The road is straight cast, wind's in my eyes
The engine roars between my thighs

From desert plains I bring you love
From desert plains I bring you love

Wild mountain thunder, echoes my quest
My body aches but I'll not rest
Quartz light to guide me, till sunrise leads
My passion screams, my heart it bleeds

From desert plains I bring you love
From desert plains I bring you love

Then in the distance, I see you stand
On the horizon you raise your hand
In burning rubber, I end my quest
You fall into my arms at last

From desert plains I bring you love
From desert plains I bring you love
From desert plains, I'll bring you love
From desert plains, I'll bring you love

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Desperation Samba - Lyrics - Jimmy Buffett

Title: Desperation Samba
Artist: Jimmy Buffett
Composer(s): Jimmy Buffett, Timothy Schmit, Will Jennings

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Lyric:
Halloween in Tijuana full moon in my eyes
I wonder how in the hell I got here without a disguise
Should I take this last step or turn myself around
Or follow my intuition into that border town

Yo quiero a bailar en Mexico
We do the desperation samba con nos amigos
Yo quiero a bailar en Mexico
We do the desperation samba con nos amigos

Pretty girls they beckon from their rooms above
Skeletons are dancing in the name of love
Don't know where I'm goin', I don't like where I've been
There may be no exit but hell I'm going in

Yo quiero a bailar en Mexico
We do the desperation samba con nos amigos
Yo quiero a bailar en Mexico
We do the desperation samba con nos amigos

I hear the people singing that same old haunting tune
I drink because I know it's me against the moon

Yo quiero a bailar en Mexico
We do the desperation samba con nos amigos
Yo quiero a bailar en Mexico
We do the desperation samba con nos amigos

Tss, tss, tss
Hey, psst amigo!
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh ooh

Yo quiero a bailar en Mexico
We do the desperation samba con nos amigos
Yo quiero a bailar en Mexico
We do the desperation samba con nos amigos

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Dog Face Boy - Lyrics - MotÖrhead Today - MotÖRhead

Title: Dog Face Boy
Album: Motörhead Today
Artist: MotÖRhead
Composer(s): Ian Fraser Kilmister, Micael Kiriako Delaoglou, Philip Anthony Campbell, Richard Burston Michael

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Lyric:
Big-time, poor boy, out your pain again
Jet plane, outside looking for another friend
O my, look out, give it up, twist and shout

Dog-face boy, dog-face boy
Werewolf hero, pride and joy
Dog-face boy, dog-face boy
Canine weirdo, dog-face boy

Get down, damn straight, fall out, night and day
No class, uptight, where you gonna stay
Shoot straight, home base, get down, win the race

Dog-face boy, dog-face boy
Werewolf hero, pride and joy
Dog-face boy, dog-face boy
Wolfman zero, dog-face boy

Stay out, gone home, right on, make it back
Get down, be still, make it up, heart attack
Do right, main squeeze, back down on your knees

Dog-face boy, dog-face boy
Werewolf hero, pride and joy
Dog-face boy, dog-face boy
Full moon weirdo, dog-face boy

Dog-face boy, dog-face boy
Werewolf hero, pride and joy
Dog-face boy, dog-face boy
Wolfman zero, dog-face boy

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Angelic Wars - Lyrics - Soundtrack Exclusives & Rarities - Goodie Mob

Title: Angelic Wars
Album: Soundtrack Exclusives & Rarities
Artist: Goodie Mob
Composer(s): Fred Bell, Willie Knighton, Raymon Murray, Jamahr Williams, Robert Barnett, Patrick Brown, Rico Wade

Lyric:
No ego trippin', just growin' old
All up when I'm feelin' cold
'Cause pain up on my soul seems to be all I feel
Watchin' my family fall apart was all I never wanted to see

'Cause I got love for one another
I'd kill for my only brother
Even though he might be wrong
At times, I'm gon' do what I got to do

To come through every scary moment
Just brought us closer which kept us down
Remember them days
When southwest Atlanta wasn't even 'round

So out the reds to wet it
And say they actin' brains, relaxin'
And steady stackin' and pistol packin'
And trackin' is tired, I set it off

I don't be sittin' in a trap slangin' lil' peewees
Tell Mike, "Damn I'm 'bout to mess up my re-up money"
See, I used to wear my shoes until I couldn't no more
Now I hit the store, when the lace get old

I wear Calhoun jeans 'cause I don't like Calvin
I relate to my folks
To make you think this 'bout my third album
This supposed to be the times
When the moon and the sky turn purple
So watch this full circle

Black wire touch red
Red wire touch black
Me and Big Slate got this drop wit some gator backs
And I'm thinkin' 'bout how much I make

He get the rims, I get the system and we leave him the tapes
Ya know what I'm sayin'
Who gives a damn about catchin' a charge
It's been a while since I seen my boys

One time for my potnas who got out today
Back on the grind, did that time, got that hide-away, okay
(That's right)
I just got to say
Two times for the crook who just got away

It done got so quiet now, I can here a rat piss
On cotton, one apple sport the whole
Barrel rotten
What it mean when you see the sun and the moon shinin'

At the same time
This God's way, you dug your own grave
The righteous path was laid
But you chose to go astray

Ay, out the war shit
Wakin' up in a cold sweat
Through the same ol' skit
Genocide from the inside, look a pit

You lie, never killed nobody
Let's take it to the ol' school, no you can't
Hands shakin' like a dog shittin' fish hooks
Don't stare

Can't help the crooked look
It came with the face
I used to steal from my folks
But now I'm straight

Went through the neighborhood rat's pockets books, ooh
You missin' somethin' of value
We have you, got you
Jumpin', dumb bitch, you gets nothin'

Nobody knows the trouble I have seen
My homeboy MD write me from the [unverified]
24-7, hell or heaven, it ain't no tellin'
Will it be mo' sunshine for the due time felon
They gave him 10, do 3, self year, probation
Law leaders not, unto no temptation

Yall know how it be
You make a monkey move, lay yourself on the street
You'll understand me
They don't care nuttin' 'bout you

In that cold cell
Can't do nuttin' but take what them folk give me
I'm dead serious
Them folk givin' away time
Just to show us the good Lord keep lettin' the sunshine

One time for them niggas who got out today
And my folks on stokes
[Unverified] just westward on Olympian Way
Uh, huh and I just got to say
Two times for the crook who just got away

Uh, huh, believe that
Uh, huh, believe that

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Bailamos - Lyrics - Fergie

Title: Bailamos
Artist: Fergie
Composer(s): Will Adams, Stacy Ferguson, Wayne Anthony Hector, Printz Board, George Pajon Jr., Allan Pineda

Lyric:
Whoo, whoo, whoo
Come on y'all, whoo

Keep movin' and movin' and movin' it
Keep movin' and movin' and movin' it
Keep movin' and movin' and movin' it
Keep movin' and movin' and movin' it
Like this, like that, like this, woah

Can you feel the life? It's a full moon tonight
So bring your appetite
To feast on the mood, drink up the groove

Feel the bass in your bones as the horns make you moan
Let the drums take the throne
And get in the mood, slide in the groove

'Cause I really wanna see ya dancin'
I really wanna see ya movin'
There's a party on the boat we cruise in, woah

If you're feelin' like I'm feelin' then move your body
Don't stop, don't stop move your body
Give it all you got now everybody, bailamos, bailamos

Feelin' like I'm feelin' then move your body
Don't stop, don't stop move your body
Give it all you got now everybody, bailamos

Now they're looking your way as your starting to sway
To the band as they play
So feast on the mood, drink up the groove

Move your hips, shake your thang
Tell the guitar to sing
Hear your fever bells ring, now piano moves

'Cause I really wanna see ya dancin'
I really wanna see ya movin'
There's a party on the boat we cruise in, woah

If you're feelin' like I'm feelin' then move your body
Don't stop, don't stop move your body
Give it all you got now everybody, bailamos, bailamos

Feelin' like I'm feelin' then move your body
Don't stop, don't stop move your body
Give it all you got now everybody, bailamos, bailamos

If you're feelin' like I'm feelin' then move your body
Don't stop, don't stop, move your body
Give it all you got now everybody, bailamos, bailamos

Feelin' like I'm feelin', I'm feelin' like I'm feelin'
I'm feelin' like I'm feelin', bailamos, whoo

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Big Time - Lyrics - Glenn Hughes

Title: Big Time
Artist: Glenn Hughes
Composer(s): Glenn Hughes, Patrick Thrall

Lyric:
Are you ready?

There?s no use hidin?
I?m comin? after you
You know I have decided
Now what you gonna do?

I hear the police knocking
And I know just why they came
I see the full moon risin?
Now I guess you know my name

Stand in line with a hundred dollar bill
Like a runaway train till I?ve had my fill

Are you ready for the big time?
Big time comin? up

Now the sun is shinin? but
I?m standin? on shaky ground
We?ll be slippin? and slidin?
And you know where we can be found

Spend the day in bed
Drinkin? your champagne
I?ve got you in my head
Now ain?t that a doggone shame

See you on the MTV
Now you paid the price
Are you talkin? to me?

Are you ready for the big time?
I?ve got my mind made up
Are you ready for the big time?
Big time comin? up

I can hear the back beat
Grindin? down your spine
I can feel your body heat
Now, baby it?s your time

You know the way you move
You keep me up all night
You got something to prove
I see your name in lights

Stand in line with a hundred dollar bill
Like a runaway train ?till I?ve had my fill

Are you ready for the big time?
I?ve got my mind made up
Are you ready for the big time?
Big time comin? up

Are you ready for the big time?
I?ve got my mind made up
Are you ready for the big time?
Big time comin? up

Ready

Are you ready for the big time?
I?ve got my mind made up
Are you ready for the big time?
Big time comin? up

Are you ready for the big time?
I?ve got my mind made up
Are you ready for the big time?
Big time comin? up

Hear me
Are you ready for me now?
Now, now, now, no, no
Are you ready, are you ready?

Are you ready for the big time?
Are you ready?
Yes, I'm ready
Come on

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Flyin' Shoes - Lyrics - Lyle Lovett

Title: Flyin' Shoes
Artist: Lyle Lovett
Composer(s): Townes Van Zandt

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Lyric:
Day's full of rain
The sky's coming down again
I get so tired
Of these same old blues

Same old song
And baby it won't be long
'Til I'll be tying on
My flyin' shoes

My flyin' shoes
'Til I'll be tying on
My flyin' shoes

The spring only sighed
The summer had to be satisfied
The fall is a feeling that I
I just can't lose

I'd like to stay
And maybe watch a winter day
And turn the green water
To white and blue

My flyin' shoes
My flyin' shoes
'Til I'll be tying on
My flyin' shoes

The mountain moon
Forever sets too soon
And being alone
Is all the hills can do

Alone and then
Her silver sails again
And they will follow in
Their flyin' shoes

Their flyin' shoes
And they will follow in
In their flyin' shoes

The day's full of rain
The sky's coming down again
And I get so tired
Of these same old blues

Same old song
But baby, it won't be long
'Til I'll be tying on
My flyin' shoes

My flyin' shoes
'Til I'll be tying on
My flyin' shoes

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Friday Night - Lyrics - Lovin' Every Minute Of It - Loverboy

Title: Friday Night
Album: Lovin' Every Minute Of It
Artist: Loverboy
Composer(s): Paul Warren Dean, Davitt Sigerson, Patrick Mahassen, Bill Wray

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Lyric:
Burning up the miles, there's a full moon out tonight
I've got a high-heel Venus, doing twice the speed of light
Crank it up through the gears, see what she can do
Women and cars everything they say is true

Stand in line, no, no
Wasting time, no

Friday night, Friday night
I just got paid, no sleep 'til Monday
Friday night, Friday night
Who cares, it's only money

I've been bidin' my time, listen to the Boss man scream
Workin' forty hours, payin' for this dream machine
'Cause I'm living proof, every mad-dog has his day
I'm going to find me a woman, head out on the Old Highway

Stand in line, no, no
Wasting time, no

Friday night, Friday night
I just got paid, no sleep 'til Monday
Friday night, Friday night
Who cares, it's only money
Friday night, Friday night
Friday night, Friday night

It's only money

Friday night, Friday night
I just got paid, no sleep 'til Monday
Friday night, Friday night
Who cares, it's only money

Friday night, Friday night
I just got paid, no sleep 'til Monday
Friday night, Friday night
Who cares, it's only money
Friday night, Friday night
Friday night, Friday night

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Frozen Charlotte - Lyrics - Ophelia - Natalie Merchant

Title: Frozen Charlotte
Album: Ophelia
Artist: Natalie Merchant
Composer(s): Natalie Merchant

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Lyric:
Blue like the winter snow, the full moon
Black like the silhouettes of the trees
Late blooming flowers lie frozen underneath the stars
I want you to remember me that way

(Far away)
I'll be gone, will you wait for me?
(How long)
I don't know, will you wait for me?

Still, as the river grows in December
Silent and perfect blinding ice
Spring keeps her promises no cold can keep her back
I want you to remember me that way

(Far away)
I'll be gone, will you wait for me?
(How long)
I don't know, will you wait for me?
(Follow)
Don't follow me to where, where I go

(Far away)
I'll be gone, will you wait for me?
(How long)
I don't know, will you wait for me?

(Follow)
Don't follow me to where, where I've gone
(Follow)
Don't follow me to where, where I've gone

(Someday you'll take my place)
And I'll wait for you here

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Full Moon - Lyrics - John Hiatt

Title: Full Moon
Artist: John Hiatt
Composer(s): John Hiatt

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Lyric:
There's a wind inside my soul
Burnin' secrets in the cold
My spirit rages

And the faces in my field
Only flesh made out of him
My body ages

Houses made of stone and ice
Chimneys smoky paradise
If you gotta leave, you gotta leave alone

Oh, Lord, there's a full moon, oh, Lord, in my eyes
There's a full moon, insane vision in disguise
There's a full moon
Oh, Lord, there's a full moon out tonight

Old men close their eyes and weep
Young men pray that they're asleep
Inside the madness

Young girls dance between the sparks
And old women die in parks
From too much sadness

And we dig a million holes
And were goin' down for gold
If you gotta leave, you gotta leave alone

Oh, Lord, there's a full moon, oh, Lord, in my eyes
There's a full moon, insane vision in disguise
There's a full moon
Oh, Lord, there's a full moon out tonight

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Full Moon Night - Lyrics - Edge Of Forever - Lynyrd Skynyrd

Title: Full Moon Night
Album: Edge Of Forever
Artist: Lynyrd Skynyrd
Composer(s): Hugh Thomasson, Johnny Van Zant, Rickey Medlock, Gary Rossington

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Lyric:
On a foggy road just before sunrise
Don't you lose control, you could lose your life
You keep your hands on the wheel and your eyes straight ahead
Don't forget what the good book says
You think it can never happen to you
But it happens all the time

On a full moon night, something ain't right
Didn't see it 'til about midnight
When it happened it seemed kind of weird
Things like this seem to appear
From the shadows of a full moon night

Never had a clock that goes at night
That was the way of the simple life
Right down the road come a big surprise
Man shot his wife than took his own life
You think, it can never happen to you
But it happens all the time

On a full moon, something ain't right
Started out as an innocent fight
Never should have happened, not around here
Things like this seem to appear
From the shadows of a full moon night

On a full moon, something ain't right
Didn't see it 'til about midnight
But when it happened it seemed kind of weird
Things like this seem to appear
From the shadows

On a full moon, something ain't right
Started out as an innocent fight
Never should have happened, not around here
Things like this seem to appear
From the shadows of a full moon night

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