Anna (Go To Him) - Lyrics - Beatles

Title: Anna (Go To Him)
Artist: Beatles
Composer(s): Arthur Alexander

Lyric:
Anna, you come and ask me girl
To set you free, girl
You say he loves you more than me
So I will set you free
Go with him
(Anna)
Go with him
(Anna)

Anna, girl, before you go now
I want you to know now
That I still love you so
But if he loves you more
Go with him

All of my life
I've been searching for a girl
To love me like I love you
Oh, now

But every girl I've ever had
Breaks my heart and leaves me sad
What am I, what am I supposed to do?
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Anna, just one more thing girl
You give back your ring to me
And I will set you free
Go with him

All of my life
I've been searching for a girl
To love me like I love you
But let me tell you now

But every girl I've ever had
Breaks my heart and leaves me sad
What am I, what am I supposed to do?
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Anna, just one more thing girl
You give back your ring to me
And I will set you free
Go with him
(Anna)
Go with him
(Anna)
You can go with him girl
(Anna)
Go with him

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Anna - Lyrics - Beatles

Title: Anna
Artist: Beatles
Composer(s): Arthur Alexander

Lyric:
Anna, you come and ask me girl
To set you free, girl
You say he loves you more than me
So I will set you free
Go with him
(Anna)
Go with him
(Anna)

Anna, girl, before you go now
I want you to know now
That I still love you so
But if he loves you more
Go with him

All of my life
I've been searching for a girl
To love me like I love you
Oh, now

But every girl I've ever had
Breaks my heart and leaves me sad
What am I, what am I supposed to do?
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Anna, just one more thing girl
You give back your ring to me
And I will set you free
Go with him

All of my life
I've been searching for a girl
To love me like I love you
But let me tell you now

But every girl I've ever had
Breaks my heart and leaves me sad
What am I, what am I supposed to do?
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Anna, just one more thing girl
You give back your ring to me
And I will set you free
Go with him
(Anna)
Go with him
(Anna)
You can go with him girl
(Anna)
Go with him

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Evening News - Lyrics - The Ultimate Victory - Chamillionaire

Title: Evening News
Album: The Ultimate Victory
Artist: Chamillionaire
Composer(s): Daniel Andrew Johnson, Hakeem T. Seriki

Lyric:
Gas prices raises, the money keeps burning
Dropout rate rising, so what are they learning?
Sending the troops in the war so I turn it
To today's evening news

Welcome to the evening news
I thank you all for tuning in
Yes, I'm your host and your journalist
It's Chamillionaire, so let the news begin

Our helicopters out in the streets
Look at the screen, an' let's zoom it in
'Cause Cashis is live at the scene
Hey Cashis how are you my friend?

Got no time for no interviews
(Go-got no time for no interviews)
No time to trip don't be confused
'Cause this type of news depends on interviews

Got no time for no interviews
(Go-got no time for no interviews)
You know I keep my ear to the streets
So it's up to me to bring you the truth

I saw a movie were George Bush
Had a bearded man on his squad
So much power from oil money
That poor folks can't sit by him

No problem, Osama
Bin Laden, been hiding
So long that them pictures all starting
To look like him on them milk cartons

Don Imus made comments
That made everybody forget about him
That's him, Anna Nicole got pregnant
And had kids by him

Rest in peace to Virgina Tech
Too many innocent kids dying
Well let's just blame hip hop
And act like that's the big problem

Now I would give you news about Katrina
But you know I can't talk about Katrina
'Cause every time I talk about Katrina
They look at me like it's a misdemeanor

Anyways, there's way more
Important stuff that we can discuss
George Bush is playing golf
Everybody hush, he's about to putt

Gas prices raises, the money keeps burning
Dropout rate rising, so what are they learning?
Sending the troops in the war so I turn it
To today's evening news

And the world keeps turning slow
(Turning slow, turning slow)
As the world keeps turning slow
(Turning slow, turning slow)
As the world keeps on turning slow
(Turning slow, turning slow)
This is your evening news

I know you take offense to certain words
I've heard worse, but I wouldn't blame ya
They say he's a entertainer
Don't worry about it, never mind Kramer

The Crocodile Hunter got stung
And the lion turned on the lion tamer
We keep sending troops to Iraq
I figured that we must like danger

Little kids don't learn in school
They go to school to go spray a gun
If you a parent, then be a parent
Get off the couch and go raise your son

Kobe just broke another record
Today's game he hit 81
Now they saying he's number 1
But yesterday they all hated him

OJ was named innocent
He got no sentence, he's still alive
It's very ironic that the lawyer
That defended him had to die

Well, now my cue card says
The price of gas isn't really high
But I'm not going to read that
'Cause we all know that, that's a lie

Gas prices raises, the money keeps burning
Dropout rate rising, so what are they learning?
Sending the troops in the war so I turn it
To today's evening news

We still haven't found Pac's killer
Still haven't found Biggie's either
30 minutes into the case
They got tired and took a breather

Snoop Dogg just got arrested
Everyday he gets a new subpoena
Innocent when murder was the case
So the prosecution got a middle finger

Hip hop is sweeping the nation
But the contents seem so degrading
Most rappers got new albums
That white kids are anticipating

If you don't like it on the radio
Or the television then switch the station
Flavor Flav get a lot of ratings
Bill O'Reilly somewhere is hating

Kanye just said what?
The president ain't got time for that
The White House is going to stay white
Even tho' we know Obama's black

9/11 was a calculation
And some would say it was a timed attack
He gave a speech on CNN
"They bombed us, now we're bombing back"

Where the heck is Osama at?
And I would love to talk about Katrina
But every time I talk about Katrina
They look at me like it's a misdemeanor

Anyways, there's way more
Important stuff that we can discuss
'N Sync making the band
And Milli Vanilli have broken up

Gas prices raises, the money keeps burning
Dropout rate rising, so what are they learning?
Sending the troops in the war so I turn it
To today's evening news

And the world keeps turning slow
(Turning slow, turning slow)
As the world keeps turning slow
(Turning slow, turning slow)
As the world keeps on turning slow
(Turning slow, turning slow)
This is your evening news

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The Seven Angels - Lyrics - The Metal Opera II - Avantasia

Title: The Seven Angels
Album: The Metal Opera II
Artist: Avantasia
Composer(s): Tobias Sammett

Lyric:
Fire falling from the sky
Rage of God is coming down
Armageddon's drawing nigh
Sinner cry, heathen die
Hear the toll of pain, Gloria, Gloria

In the fiery rain, fire falling from the sky
Rage of God is coming down
Armageddon's drawing nigh
Sinner cry heathen die
Hear the toll of pain, Gloria, Gloria

Now the time has come, the end's begun
And the only one will come

It has been foretold
By the visions of the old
And the madness in their eyes
Said his angel will arise
That's what they know
Holy Lord, it's over, oh God

We have done no wrong
So we go where we belong
To the never ending dream
But for those who lived in sin
They claim to know
Holy Lord it's over, oh God

Hey angel, can you tell me?
Will you lead us to the place?
Full of heat in the fire
For we only brought disgrace
He is not the one if they only knew

Hey angel, will you take us?
To the judgment of his rage
Hey, will we die
For we couldn't close the gate?

To the knowledge as they have been told

I don't know how could I prove
Nothing but the cloven hoof
Reigning over them as well
While they keep on fighting hell
Babylon, the scarlet whore has come

We are the seven, judgment of heaven
Why don't we know? We are the angels
It's revelation, soul castigation
Fire will burn us away

We are the seven, judgment of heaven
Why don't we know? We are the angels
It's revelation, soul castigation
Fire will burn us away

Redeemer, devastation
Hope it only has been ment
For the sin of the dreamer
Who broke the low you'd sent
He is not the one, if they only knew

Hey, don't know but I wondered:
When we lost the seal again
Maybe stoned by the incense
Do we rise or just descent
He is not the one, if they only knew

I don't know how could I prove
Nothing but the cloven hoof
Reigning over them as well
While they keep on fighting hell
Babylon, the scarlet whore has come

We are the seven, judgment of heaven
Why don't we know? We are the angels
It's revelation, soul castigation
Fire will burn us away

We are the seven, judgment of heaven
Why don't we know? We are the angels
It's revelation, soul castigation
Fire will burn us away

Woe to you longing for the wisdom
Woe to you longing for the light
All my sons bring me back what is mine
Or you'll end burning in this night

Woe to you longing for the wisdom
Woe to you longing for the light
All my sons bring me back what is mine
Or you'll end burning in this night

Once I have been lost
In what they told me to believe
Until I felt in burning
Deep inside to set my spirit free

And I escaped to another world
To help the little men
Who make me plunge into philosophy
To feel my mind again
No one left to hold me tight
On the real other side but her in chains

I had been alone till the madman come along
With the knowledge and silver long beard
He was the first man ever teaching how I could be free
Helping me to find, oh, the mind and the soul

They've been trying to hide away
And he promised we'd help Anna
If I'd help him to go all the way

Go all the way into the world of minds
Open the gate and do not close behind
Prevent them from hiding the light away
Prevent them from tellin' us tales
Or the end of all they scare us with
Will be a million empty brains

I could bring you what you told me
The seal they need to close the gate forever
But still I haven't found a meaning
Anna will we ever be together

You've been fighting for your soul
And sometimes it takes a toll
Hope one day you'll understand
What it means to hold in hands

What they call a fantasy
It is nothing but a key
To the world that now you're in
That they call a wicked dream

When you're walking on your own
When you're broken and alone
You may feel us from inside
On the other side of life, oh oh oh oh

I've been fighting for my soul
And sometimes it takes a toll
Hope one day we'll understand
What it means to hold in hands

What we call a fantasy
But it's nothing but a key
To the world that now I'm in
That we call a wicked dream

Oh, walking on my own
When I'm broken and alone
I may feel you from inside
From the other side of life

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I Know Exactly What To Do - Lyrics - Sahara Hotnights

Title: I Know Exactly What To Do
Artist: Sahara Hotnights
Composer(s): Maria E Andersson, Jennie Maria Asplund, Johanna Anna L Asplund, Josephine Karin Forsman

Lyric:
There are a hundred pointers, we don't ever want to care about
It's time for a policy, they don't want to know nothing about
Common sense and reality, words we don't like, never did like
I have a cloud beckons over me and the wrong and the right

Oh, so far away from home
I know exactly what to do

Watch him go down and down
And when we are first in line
And when we are satisfied
It's just a goodbye

And we are struggling to make sense
Somehow we shocked the underworld
Looking for a house, yeah
Looking for a place where no one can hurt us
Looking like strangers and we are making ourselves heard

Oh, so far away from home
I know exactly what to do

Watch him go down and down
And when we are first in line
And when we are satisfied
It's just a goodbye

Oh, so far away from home
I know exactly what, I know exactly what to do

Watch him go down and down
And when we are first in line
And when we are satisfied
It's just a goodbye

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I Run Rap - Lyrics - First Come First Served - Dr. Dooom

Title: I Run Rap
Album: First Come First Served
Artist: Dr. Dooom
Composer(s): Kurt Matlin, Keith Thornton

Lyric:
Yeah, number one MC in the world, a.k.a. Dr. Dooom
Straight out of solitary, I got the block locked down
Transfer me to conquer in the Pelican Bay
You don't wanna step in my cell, I eat your ass for real
Even veterans go out with tight pants and lipstick

Most rappers flex up, they vexed up, they actin' hard
Attendin' Catholic school at mom's house, they soft as lard
They roll in packs, carryin' yo-yo's and balls and jacks
That kid you peeped it, his boys wearin' Victoria's Secret

Mean mugs get crushed up, your bra's showin', pickin' dust up
You light your trees up, I'm just the man to skin yo' knees up
Walk behind you, tuck your stomach in, I redesign you
Urgent emergency, your girl is cryin', they can't find you

I move with bowling ball bags, you try to ask for Zig-Zags
You got your panties on with wigs on, y'all playin' tag
Walkin' in tough kid, your girdle's showin', watch your doo-rag
G-strings get touched, watch your skid marks like Starsky and Hutch

Y'all scope erections, while rappers run to different sections
I ride in limos pull your thongs in, from here to Wisconsin
Droppin' this A-bomb make, tough MC's, put on Avon
Eject your wigs in Hunts Point, your pumps in truckers rigs

I'm the man of the hour
Watchin' girls takin' a shower
I run rap, tell MC's to watch their back

I'm the man of the hour
Watchin' girls takin' a shower
I run rap, tell MC's to watch their back

I'm the man of the hour
Watchin' girls takin' a shower
I run rap, tell MC's to watch their back

I'm the man of the hour
Watchin' girls takin' a shower
I run rap, tell MC's to watch their back

Rappers with panty-liners, rent cars, with no recliners
I get ill, serve the best MC's with Massengil
While crowds chill, take your haltertops, down to Big Bill
Right on your mic stand, your flower shorts, you've been hurt

Male with a dildo, your ass is low, call policemen
Three million rappers on labels, sportin' skirts release men
I teach men, pull my pants down, piss on each men

Frustrate the rectums on the night flight, I cruise on East
And look at your contracts, while Vaseline, smears your buttcrack
I counteract tracks, while you ate rhymes smokin' crack
Skinny kid two pounds, with phony legs, bustin' two rounds

That man is slinky, jacks off and rappers host his Twinkie
Underarm smell, keep the mics warm, y'all shirts is stinky
Panties look great on you with wedding rings around your pinkie

Now stop BS then cut your weight down, you'd be like Vester
Facin' your whole crew, with cardinals on like Uncle Fester
Lo-lo-lo-Lopez, your moms call me Frankie Sanchez
On deck with penis out, pine tar like Tony Perez
Big battin' average, send your girlfriend out, tossin' salad
I run rap, tell MC's to watch their back

I'm the man of the hour
Watchin' girls takin' a shower
I run rap, tell MC's to watch their back

Rappers get maxi-pads and O.B., their time of the month
No time for phone calls from tough guys, y'all puff them blunts
Some serious stretch marks, cock-diesel MC's end up pregnant
Nine months in time stuck, you rhyme, grabbin' inmates jock

Sportin' your white dress, with Timberlands, you try to impress
Petrol with bulletproof vest, your man is havin' incest
Knock up your celldon, your big group, they roll with Alvin

Drag queen on Front Street, program, all your SP-12 beats
Y'all roll up dust, smokin PCP, I come with big heat
Y'all run y'all knowledge down, send your Rolex down to Big Pete

Lipstick is smeared on, your Pele shirt, get your fear on
Hard rappers with stockings and tunafish, smell like Starkist
I call him Miss, rappers tampons, I bought it for Christmas

I call you Anna make you sniff balls, back to Atlanta
Change all your grammar and have you call home, bleedin' to grandma
I run rap, tell MC's to watch their back

I'm the man of the hour
Watchin' girls takin' a shower
I run rap, tell MC's to watch their back

That's right, when you see in the mess hall
All new jacks, even if you're old, give me that respect
YouknowhatI'msayin'? You might get neglected
That's right, send me all the commisary
Battlin' me ain't necessary

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The Weight - Lyrics - Bob Dylan

Title: The Weight
Artist: Bob Dylan
Composer(s): Robbie Robertson

Lyric:
I pulled into Nazareth just a feelin' 'bout a half past dead
I just need to find a place where I can lay my head
Mister can you tell me where a man might find a bed?
He just grinned and shook my hand and "No" was all he said

Take a load off Fanny
Take a load for free
Take a load off Fanny
And you put the load right on me

I picked up my bag and went lookin' for a place to hide
When I saw old Carmen and the Devil walkin' side by side
And I said, "Hey Carmen, come on will you go downtown?"
She said, "Well I gotta go but my friend can stick around anyhow"

Take a load off Fanny
Take a load for free
Take a load off Fanny
And you put the load right on me

Go down Miss Moses, ain't nothin' that you can say
'Cause is just old Luke and Luke's waitin' on the judgment day
Well now Luke my friend, what about young Anna Lee?
He said, "Do me a favor son
Won't you stay and keep Anna Lee company?"

Take a load off Fanny
Take a load for free
Take a load off Fanny
And you put the load right on me

Crazy Chester followed me yeah, and he caught me in the fog
He said, "I would fix your rack, oh yeah if you'll just take Jack, my dog"
I said, "Wait a minute, Chester, you know I am a peaceful man"
He said, "That's okay, boy, won't you feed him when you can?"

Won't ya take a load off Fanny?
Take a load for free
Take a load off Fanny
And you put the load right on me

Catch a cannon ball now, to take me down the line
'Cause my bag is sinkin' low and I do believe it's time
To get back to Miss Fanny, you know she's the only one
Who sent me here with her regards for everyone

I want you to take a load off Fanny
Take a load for free
Take a load off Fanny
And you put the load right on me

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The Weight - Lyrics - Band

Title: The Weight
Artist: Band
Composer(s): Robbie Robertson

Lyric:
I pulled into Nazareth, I was feelin' about half past dead
Just need to find a place where I can lay my head
"Hey, mister, can you tell me where a man might find a bed?"
He just grinned and shook my hand and, "No", was all he said

Take a load off Anny
Take a load for free
Take a load off Anny
And you put the load right on me
(You put the load right on me)

I picked up my bag and I went lookin' for a place to hide
When I saw Carmen and the Devil walkin' side by side
And I said, "Hey, Carmen, come on, would you go downtown"
And she said, "Well, I gotta go but my friend can stick around"

And take a load off Anny
Take a load for free
Take a load off Anny
And you put the load right on me
(You put the load right on me)

Go down, Miss Moses, there ain't nothin' that you can say
'Cause just ol' Luke and Luke's waitin' on the Judgment Day
"Well, now Luke, my friend, what about young Anna Lee?"
He said, "Do me a favor, son, won't you stay an' keep Anna Lee company?"

Take a load off Anny
Take a load for free
Take a load off Anny
And you put the load right on me
(You put the load right on me)

Crazy Chester followed me and he caught me in the fog
He said, "I will fix your rags, if you'll take Jack, my dog"
I said, "Wait a minute, Chester, you know I'm a peaceful man"
He said, "That's okay, boy, won't you feed him when you can?"

Take a load off Anny
Take a load for free
Take a load off Anny
And you put the load right on me
(You put the load right on me)

Catch a Cannonball, now, to take me down the line
My, my bag is sinkin' low and I do believe it's time
To get back to Miss Anny, you know she's the only one
Who sent me here with her regards for everyone

Take a load off Anny
Take a load for free
Take a load off Anny
And you put the load right on me
(You put the load right on me)

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Remember The Alamo - Lyrics - Johnny Cash

Title: Remember The Alamo
Artist: Johnny Cash
Composer(s): Jane Bowers

Lyric:
And a hundred and eighty were challenged by Travis to die
By the line that he drew with his sword when the battle was nigh
Any man that would fight to the death crossed over
But him that would live, better fly
And over the line went a hundred and seventy nine

Hey Santa Anna, we're killing your soldiers below!
That men, wherever they go will remember the Alamo

Bowie lay dying, but his powder was ready and dry
Flat on his back, Bowie killed him a few in reply
And young David Crockett was singing and laughing
With gallantry fears in his eyes
For God and for freedom, a man more than willing to die

Hey Santa Anna, we're killing your soldiers below!
That men, wherever they go will remember the Alamo

And then they sent a young scout from the battlements, bloody and loud
With the words of farewell from a garrison valiant and proud
"Grieve not little darling, my dying, if Texas is sovereign and free
We'll never surrender and ever with liberty be"

Hey Santa Anna, we're killing your soldiers below!
That men, wherever they go will remember the Alamo

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The Weight - Lyrics - Travis

Title: The Weight
Artist: Travis
Composer(s): Robbie Robertson

Lyric:
I pulled into Nazareth, was feelin' 'bout half past dead
I just need some place where I can lay my head
"Hey mister, can you tell me where a man might find a bed?"
He just grinned and shook my hand, and, "No" was all he said

Take a load off Fanny
Take a load for free
Take a load off Fanny
And you can put the load right on me
(And)
(And)

Picked up my bag, went lookin' for a place to hide
When I saw Carmen and the Devil walkin' side by side
I said, "Hey, Carmen, come on, let's go downtown"
She said, "I gotta go, but m'friend can stick around"

Take a load off Fanny
Take a load for free
Take a load off Fanny
And you can put the load right on me
(And)
(And)

Go down, Miss Moses, there's nothin' you can say
It's just old Luke, and Luke's waitin' on the Judgment Day
"Well Luke, my friend, what about young Anna Lee?"
He said, "Do me a favor, son
Won't you stay an' keep Anna Lee company?"

Take a load off Fanny
Take a load for free
Take a load off Fanny
And you can put the load right on me
(And)
(And)

Crazy Chester followed me and he caught me in the fog
He said, "I will fix your rack, if you'll take Jack, my dog"
I said, "Wait a minute, Chester, I'm a peaceful man"
He said, "That's okay, just feed him when you can"

Take a load off Fanny
Take a load for free
Take a load off Fanny
And you can put the load right on me
(And)
(And)

Catch a cannon ball now, to take me down the line
My bag is sinking low and I do believe it's time
To get back to Miss Fanny, you know she's the only one
Who sent me here with her regards for everyone

Take a load off Fanny
Take a load for free
Take a load off Fanny
And you can put the load right on me
(And)
(And)

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Murder She Wrote - Lyrics - Chaka Demus &Amp; Pliers

Title: Murder She Wrote
Artist: Chaka Demus &Amp; Pliers
Composer(s): S Dunbar, E Bonner, L Willis, J Taylor

Lyric:
Now dis one dedicated to the girls
Dem wid di angel face and the devil heart
Yuh no say Ragamuffin Chaka Demus an youth called Pliers
Come to deal with your case, step up my youth, hear dis

I know this little girl, her name is Maxine
Her beauty is like a bunch of rose
If I ever tell you 'bout Maxine
You would a say, I don't know what I know
(But)

Murder she wrote
(Fi real, fi real)
Murder she wrote
Murder she wrote
Murder she wrote

Watch ya now, it name
A pretty face and bad character
Dem the kinda livin' can't hold Chaka
(Follow me)
A pretty face and bad character
Dem the kinda livin' can't hold Chaka

Seh gal yuh pretty, yuh face it pretty
But yuh character dirty
Gal yuh just act too flirty, flirty
Yuh run to Tom, Dick an' also Harry
An' when yuh find yuh mistake
Yuh talk 'bout yuh sorry, sorry, sorry
(Come now)

Have her di corner where she jooks an where she jam
(Cruise?)
She know about Lou, Crack an every money man
Me talk about coolie chiney, White Man and Indian
Di wickedest kind a girl whey Mr. Pliers buk upon

Now when yuh heard about this girl, her name is Maxine
Her beauty is like a bunch of rose
(But)
If I ever tell you 'bout Maxine
You would a say, I don't know what I know
(But)

Murder she wrote
(Murderation man)
Murder she wrote
Murder she wrote
(Na, na, na)
Murder she wrote

Watch yuh now stand still, yuh no pay me light bill
If yuh tes di ragamuffin, gal ya gwan get kill
Gal keep 'way, caw yuh a crebbie crebbie
An di limits of me talk of if a DJ, gal come out

Becaw yuh nuh shockout
Now when yuh hear di ragamuffin, yuh haffi jump and shout
Now touch me gate, yuh nuh pay mi water rate
Becaw great is great, yuh cyaan underrate
(Follow me)

Yuh pretty face an bad character
Dem the kinda livin' can hold Chaka
(Follow me)
Yuh pretty face an bad character
Dem the kinda livin' can hold Chaka

Seh girl yuh pretty, yuh face is pretty
But yuh character dirty
Gal yuh just a have to flirty, flirty
Yuh run to Tom Dick an' also Harry
An when yuh find yuh mistake
Yuh talk 'bout yuh sorry, sorry, sorry

Now every middle of the year dis girl go have abortion
Fi di coolie white man, Indian no seek inna
(Nail fun?)
An jus di other day me see her six months pregnant
Now she up an switch her girl with other baby inna pram

So yuh heard about this girl, her name is Maxine
Her beauty's like a bunch of rose
An' if I ever tell you 'bout Maxine
You would a say, I don't know what I know
(But)

Murder she wrote
Murder she wrote
Murder she wrote
(Na, na, na)
Murder she wrote

Excuse me
Gal me never know yuh a so yuh stay
Ragamuffin Chaka Demus com fi flash it same way
Waoh, woah
(Follow me)

Yuh pretty face an bad character
Dem the kinda livin' can Hold Chaka
(Follow me)
Yuh pretty face an bad character
Dem the kinda livin' can Hold Chaka

Seh girl yuh pretty, yuh face is pretty
But yuh character dirty
Gal yuh just a have to flirty, flirty
Yuh run to Tom, Dick an' also Harry
An when yuh plan yuh mischief
Yuh talk 'bout yuh sorry, sorry, sorry

Di gal a pose an' a brag how she look sexy
All she worship is pure vanity
Di gal a pose anna brag how she look ready
When she wash her clothes it dirty

Gal yuh no ready if yuh cyaan cook fi mi
Gal yuh no ready if yuh cyaan wash fi mi
Gal yuh nuh ready if yuh know yuh flirty flirty
(Follow me)

Yuh pretty face and bad character
Dem the kinda livin' can't hold Chaka
(Follow me now)
Yuh pretty face an bad character
(Murder she wrote)
Dem the kinda livin' can't hold Chaka
(Murder she wrote)

So stand still
(Murder she wrote, na, na, na)
Yuh no pay me light bill an' if yuh tes di ragamuffin
(Murder she wrote)
Gal ya gwan get kill, gal keep 'way
Caw yuh ahaffi back way an 'di of him a DJ
(Limit see me talk)

Gal come out becaw yuh nuh shockout
Now when yuh hear di ragamuffin
Yuh haffi jump and shout, now touch me
(Gate?)
Yuh nuh pay mi water rate
Becaw great is great is yuh gong fi di rate
(Come down)

Now yuh heard about this little girl her name is Maxine
Her face is like a bunch of rose
Man a if I ever tell you 'bout Maxine
You would a say, I don't know what I know

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Bad Man Nuh Flee - Lyrics - Beenie Man

Title: Bad Man Nuh Flee
Artist: Beenie Man
Composer(s): Moses Anthony Davis, C Smith, R Stephenson

Lyric:
What ya gwaan now?
Bad man nuh punk
Cyaan flex like yuh junk
Next man locked up inna jungle
Hear di argument now

(But a)
Badman nuh flee
After dem bwoy dem nuh tough like we
Some only bad thru dem a walk inna posse dem a fool
Lord dem nuh see how we lock di city
And dem a nuh tough like we

Badman nuh flee
After dem bwoy dem nuh tough like we
Dem a bad thru dem walk inna posse dem a fool
Lord dem nuh see how we lock di city
And dem nuh tough like we

(But a me say)
Badman nuh wait
Pon night fi come down
Anything fi happen
Mek it happen and done

Naw catch me inna
No bar ah drink rum
Naw left me yard careless
Fi get burn

Well, if you nuh run
When me pop off
Den somebody life done
Dis yah DJ

Naw go smoke opium
Well I run mi lyrics
Dem a flash offa mi tongue
Bwoy you musee dumb
(Hey)

(But a)
Badman nuh flee
After dem bwoy dem nuh tough like we
Some only bad thru dem a walk inna posse dem a fool
Lord dem nuh see how we lock di city
And dem a nuh tough like we

Badman nuh flee
After dem bwoy dem nuh tough like we
Dem a bad thru dem walk inna posse dem a fool
Lord dem nuh see how we lock di city
And dem nuh tough like we

I rather go on death row
Than tough it out like John Crow
Badman naw play zero
Naw lef mi family inna sorrow
(Wha gwaan, Wha gwaan)

Don't take man fi fool
Else yuh a gon find yuh
In ya own-a blood pool
Wicked man dey ya

Anna me run di school
Conscious lyrics
And me know dat ah mi tool
'Cause yah we rule
(An' we cool)

(But a)
Badman nuh flee
After dem bwoy dem nuh tough like we
Some only bad thru dem a walk inna posse dem a fool
Lord dem nuh see how we lock di city
And dem a nuh tough like we

Badman nuh flee
After dem bwoy dem nuh tough like we
Dem a bad thru dem walk inna posse dem a fool
Lord dem nuh see how we lock di city
And dem nuh tough like we

Listen, a my verse dis?
Cool, nuff ah dem ah walla wiss
Nuff ah dem ah wussie
How you fi try dis
Di rude boy posse

Naw use no big woos
Just ah small Uzi
Reach pon di ends
Man, ah go shoot everybody
Frass man lock dung di city
(Cool)

Stop yuh noise now
Mi waan you listen to the hay
Look pon a man like B
Weh shoot people like fly
A wasp back him up
And give him one inna him eye

(But a)
Badman nuh flee
After dem bwoy dem nuh tough like we
Some only bad thru dem a walk inna posse dem a fool
Lord dem nuh see how we lock di city
And dem a nuh tough like we

Badman nuh flee
After dem bwoy dem nuh tough like we
Dem a bad thru dem walk inna posse dem a fool
Lord dem nuh see how we lock di city
And dem nuh tough like we

(But a me say)
Badman nuh wait
Pon night fi come dung
Anything fi happen
Make it happen and done

Naw catch me inna
No bar ah drink rum
Naw left me yard careless
Fi get burn
(Hey)

No bwoy can dis me
Caw man a nuh no rummie
If yuh dis di program
You a go jump up on mi CD

When mi come back
Well somebody have fi dead
Music me ah sing
From outta di head

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The Weight - Lyrics - How Sweet It Is - Joan Osborne

Title: The Weight
Album: How Sweet It Is
Artist: Joan Osborne
Composer(s): Robbie Robertson

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Lyric:
Pulled into Nazareth, was feeling 'bout half past dead
Just need a place where I can lay my head
Hey mister can you tell me where a girl might find a bed?
He just grinned, shook my hand, 'No' was all he said

Take a load off Fanny
Take a load for free
Take a load off Fanny
And you put the load right on me
Right on me

I picked up my bag, I went lookin' for a place to hide
When I saw carmen and the devil walkin' side by side
I said, "Hey, carmen, come on, let's go downtown"
She said, "I gotto go but my friend can stick around"

Take a load off Fanny
Take a load for free
Take a load off Fanny
And put the load right on me
No right on me

Crazy Chester followed me and he caught me in the fog
He said, "I will fix your rack, if you'll take Jack, my dog"
I said, "Wait a minute, Chester, you know I'm a peaceful man"
He said, "That's okay, won't you feed him when you can, yeah?"

Take a load off Fanny
Take a load for free
Take a load off Fanny
And you put the load right on me
Put the load right on me
Right on me, right on me

Go down Miss Moses, there's nothin' you can say
It's just ol' Luke and Luke's waitin' for the judgement day
Well Luke my friend, "What about young Anna Lee?"
He said, "Do me a favor, won't you stay an' keep Anna Lee company?'

Take a load off Fanny
Take a load for free
Take a load off Fanny
And you put the load right on

Take a load off Fanny
Take a load for free
Take a load off Fanny
And you put the load right on me
Put the load right on me
Yeah, put the load right on me
Com'n and put the load right on me

Catch the cannon ball now, now take me down the line
My bag is sinkin' low and I do believe it's time
To get back to Miss Fanny, you know she's the only one
Who sent me here with her regards for everyone
Who sent me here with her regards for everyone

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All I Left Behind - Lyrics - Linda Ronstadt

Title: All I Left Behind
Artist: Linda Ronstadt
Composer(s): Kate Mcgarrigle, Anna Mcgarrigle, Emmylou Harris

Lyric:
All I left behind should come as no surprise
To me since I fell through the black hole of your eyes
Only little things inconsequential I could say
Of all I left behind with you along the lost highway

Silver earrings in Wichita
Beaded moccasins in Tonopah
But I had you so, I just let them go

The flannel shirt I wore to keep me from the cold
When we drove from Boston all the way to Buffalo
The leather boots I bought, so many miles ago
I took them off to follow you into the Ohio

Never did my armor feel so thin
Silk was all I had between me and your skin
Like waterloo, I lost that too

And the gold bracelet with my fathers name inscribed
On the back by the one who loved him all her life
The way I too could have loved you

The Spanish shawl, I put across the broken shade
Of the lamp that lit the room that last night near Coeur d'Alene
Only little things inconsequential I could say
Of all I left behind with you along the lost highway

Of all I left behind, all I left behind

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All I Left Behind - Lyrics - Emmylou Harris

Title: All I Left Behind
Artist: Emmylou Harris
Composer(s): Kate Mcgarrigle, Anna Mcgarrigle, Emmylou Harris

Lyric:
All I left behind should come as no surprise
To me since I fell through the black hole of your eyes
Only little things inconsequential I could say
Of all I left behind with you along the lost highway

Silver earrings in Wichita
Beaded moccasins in Tonopah
But I had you so, I just let them go

The flannel shirt I wore to keep me from the cold
When we drove from Boston all the way to Buffalo
The leather boots I bought, so many miles ago
I took them off to follow you into the Ohio

Never did my armor feel so thin
Silk was all I had between me and your skin
Like waterloo, I lost that too

And the gold bracelet with my fathers name inscribed
On the back by the one who loved him all her life
The way I too could have loved you

The Spanish shawl, I put across the broken shade
Of the lamp that lit the room that last night near Coeur d'Alene
Only little things inconsequential I could say
Of all I left behind with you along the lost highway

Of all I left behind, all I left behind

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God Is Love - Lyrics - Marvin Gaye

Title: God Is Love
Artist: Marvin Gaye
Composer(s): Anna Gaye, Elgie Stover, James Nyx, Marvin Gaye

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Lyric:
Oh don't go and talk about my father
God is my friend, Jesus is my friend
He made this world for us to live in
And gave us everything

And all He asks of us
Is we give each other love, oh yeah

Don't go and talk about my father
'Cause God is my friend, Jesus is my friend
He loves us whether or not we know it
And He'll forgive all our sins, oh yeah

And all He asks of us, oh yeah
Is we give each other love, oh yeah

Love your mother, she bore you
Love your father, well He works for you
Love your sister, she's good to you
Love your brother, your brother

Don't go and talk about my father
God is my friend, Jesus is my friend
And when we call on Him for mercy
He'll be merciful, my friend, oh yeah
All He asks of us, I know

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