Beauty On The Fire - Lyrics - White Lilies Island - Natalie Imbruglia

Title: Beauty On The Fire
Album: White Lilies Island
Artist: Natalie Imbruglia
Composer(s): Mat Wilder, Gary Clark, Natalie Imbruglia

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Lyric:
Here it comes again
Cannot out run my desire
Cover my decent
And throw the beauty on the fire

Drawn towards the edge
Do I assume I could fly
Every secret shared
Why do I drink the feelings dry

Don't go too far
Limitation scars

Tonight, could I be lost forever
To drown, my soul in sensory pleasure?

Here it comes again
You raise the bar even higher
I cannot catch my breath
So throw the beauty on the fire

Don't push too hard
Limitation scars

Tonight, could I be lost forever
To drown, my soul in sensory pleasure?
Sensory pleasure
Sensory pleasure
Sensory pleasure
Could I be lost forever?

Do I assume I could fly

Tonight, could I be lost forever
To drown, my soul in sensory pleasure?
Sensory pleasure
Sensory pleasure
Sensory pleasure
Could I be lost forever?

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Riot - Lyrics - It Ain't Safe No More... - Busta Rhymes

Title: Riot
Album: It Ain't Safe No More...
Artist: Busta Rhymes
Composer(s): Denaun M Porter, Trevor Smith

Lyric:
Come on, yeah, ha, yeah
Busta Rhymes baby, yeah, ha
It's flipmode baby, yeah
Come on, come on, come on
We bout to 'cause a riot nigga
Yeah, yeah, yeah, come on

Got a lot of niggaz rollin' with your holla
'Cause you know we ripped it hotter than them other niggaz
Spot a nigga gettin' dollars not another nigga
Can do it the way that we cocked and shot another nigga
Think he deserved the way that he was boppin' with a cherry copper
Glitter blood fella send a cop to get 'em

It's funny the way the iron just to drop you quicker
Why I hit y'all with the fire, think I got a winner
Stackin' a crib with a chick that make a proper dinner
Black in the range with tint, and chrome aqua spinnin'
Parked right next to the Benz with a soap opera and the TV
Up in the dash co-starrin' a opera singer

That be the type of bullshit I be on and stay hot
I stop whippin' a Bentley to whip a Mercedes Maybach
And keep runnin' around the street like my name was Mel Patch nigga
Come through your hood and take your whole block, come on
And while we give it to you

While with me
(Come on)
My niggaz stack money to the sky with me
(Come on)
My niggaz in the place the need to riot with me
(Come on)
And set the whole place up in fire with me
(Come on)
All of my ladies in the beauty salon look bomb put yo shit on
And wait up in the line for me
(Come on)
You come all in the party lookin' fine for me
(Come on)
Holdin 'Gnac spill a little red wine for me

Let's 'cause a riot
Yo, yo, yo, yo
Let's 'cause a riot
Yo, Yo, yo, yo
Let's 'cause a riot
Yo, Yo, Yo, Yo
(Come on)

It's 'bout to get a little bit betta, start to get a little cheddar
Pack a big beretta
Check a nigga resume doin' a alphabet, ah
Go order and brandish the metal hid into your leather
No matter or whether or not you wearin' a vest
So you got your hand on the Cannon I got a bigger plan for you

Call up my mans for you, now watch you vanish
Makin' you family ask for you
You think that your family pay a couple of grand for you?
Like you afraid to hold a mac, like you were made to hold a gat
We made a hole and quickly dug out all the sand for you
The heat'll be makin' you put it on the glass shorty

Wiggle somethin' and get to showin' a little ass for me
(Bling)
Now lets get on and open smokin' and blast for thee
Niggas will really want it and fill the capacity
You muthafuckin' know it has to be
The way we touch it y'all niggas knowin' exactly who the master be
And while we give it to you

While with me
(Come on)
My niggaz stack money to the sky with me
(Come on)
My niggaz in the place they need to riot with me
(Come on)
And set the whole place up in a fire with me
(Come on)
All of my ladies in the beauty salon look bomb put yo shit on
And wait up in the line for me
(Come on)
You come all in the party lookin' fine for me
(Come on)
Holdin 'Gnac spill a little red wine for me

Let's 'cause a riot
Yo, yo, yo, yo
Let's 'cause a riot
Yo, yo, yo, yo
Let's 'cause a riot
Yo, yo, yo, yo
(Come on)
...

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The Righteous Ones - Lyrics - BTNHResurrection - Bone Thugs N Harmony

Title: The Righteous Ones
Album: BTNHResurrection
Artist: Bone Thugs N Harmony
Composer(s): Steven Howse, Dave Hubbard, Stanley Howse

Lyric:
I am waiting for the righteous one
Enlighten us the righteous one
I am waiting for the righteous one
Enlighten us the righteous one
Are you waiting for the righteous one?
With the faith of titans with your beauty enlighten us

Mama said it's a cruel world and I still can't believe
Some of them things that I've seen with my own eyes
Weak niggas frontin' like the strong guys fuckin' with them Bone guys
Nigga you die, you die'm that sneaky little nigga still off the hook

Off the chain and a muthafucking wire
You can label me a hitman that's out here for hire
Throwin' up blood 'til the world expires
Nigga's lost and it turned out
Ain't got no direction and don't know which way to go

Nigga save your soul 'cause we all gotta struggle or strive
And that's called survival
It's vital nigga better know what to die for
Living in the battlefield it's all about respect and honor
Niggas be strapped with the gats and armor
Ready for whatever nigga fuck the drama bitch what?

We can make a mil take a mil tell me how that paper feel
Is he real, is he real?
Would it make a nigga kill for the house on the hill?
Drive a brand new Benz and no bills?

Fuckin' right it will that's why I stay heated
'Cause I got to let 'em know a nigga's needed
Nigga fuckin' with me while I'm weeded
Comin' with the beef then nigga you eat it, eat it, eat it

I am waiting for the righteous one
Enlighten us the righteous one
Are you waiting for the righteous one?
With the faith of titans with your beauty enlighten us

And you're feeling so thuggish outta Columbus
Seen my mama? Hey, remember me baby?
I bought a Mercedes, a crib for my babies
And lately got him running from Lady Death, still I'm shady

Okay, they say he schizophrenic and crazy
Back in the 80's tryna get up out the foster homes in dreams a teen
And now my mama let's me down, she wouldn't pick up the phone
I'll make it all on my own
But that's a whole other song and y'all don't leave it alone

I save then baby, come on
Murderous, somebody noticed when
I strike through the killing fields, dead
T-Rock done got shot got a glock for the nigga artillery shop
Drop when the nigga pop and the party don't stop till they call the cops

Somebody get with the Bacardi, got to get to the block
You know it's me and my niggas, all the guerrillas, killas
Still I'm puttin' Biblical bop
Stay in rhythm with my eye on the clock and tick-tock

I am waiting for the righteous one
Enlighten us the righteous one
I am waiting for the righteous one

We got Mack-11's AK-47's
Yellin' mo murda with the beam got lots of felons, bloody bodies smellin'
Caught up in a 180 ah got grenades and cannons involved
When I'm barkin' just fuck with the 5th Dawg

Nigga we got a missile to haul off the shotty guns
And a barreled sawed-off
And all the body bags come with the white chalk
Nigga while you on a mission my nigga better protect the chest
A super nigga bullet-proof vest nigga take it from me Flesh

You don't wanna be sorry yet again
We don't need another nigga-less army
So investing me with artillery quality satisfactory guaranteed
I ain't no con I'm a nigga that's waiting for some shit like Nam
To pop off in my country

When Kennedy was shot on the drive, the roof went on fire
Hide all, you little children in a dire
When I spark in the dark with a lighter
Light up and don't die in silence

Somebody was sitting on the backs of the lions
Somebody was drinking from the back of the lamb
Somebody was spittin' ammunition in the radio-even in Zion
Millennium and also through the city when they hated

Don't be bucking on my Bone
When someone's home and never play to me
And pray to me, can't play with me so label me a runaway slave
And "Cést la vie", murda Mo criminal's insane
Isn't worried about the aliens

Move faster and then ask 'em about
The state of men and help the matter
Brace yourself, I can't tell if I'm in peril
I ain't well, fucking up some, soaking up some
How will he run from jail?
When the jail's within himself, the righteous one

I am waiting for the righteous one
Enlighten us the righteous one
I am waiting for the righteous one
With the faith of titans with your beauty enlighten us

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Soul On Fire - Lyrics - Love Metal - Him

Title: Soul On Fire
Album: Love Metal
Artist: Him
Composer(s): Ville Hermanni Valo

Lyric:
There's a flame that leads our souls astray
No one's safe from its tender touch of pain
And every day it's looking for new slaves
To celebrate the beauty of the grave

We are like the living dead, sacrificing all we have
For a frozen heart and a soul on fire
We are like the living dead, craving for deliverance
With a frozen heart and a soul on fire

And again we're falling for disgrace
And hate will shelter us from the rain
We are enslaved by the sacred heart of shame
And gently raped by the light of day

We are like the living dead, sacrificing all we have
For a frozen heart and a soul on fire
We are like the living dead, craving for deliverance
With a frozen heart and a soul on fire

Addicted to our divine despair
The venom of the cross we bear
The guilt will follow us to death

We are like the living dead, sacrificing all we have
For a frozen heart and a soul on fire
We are like the living dead, craving for deliverance
With a frozen heart and a soul on fire
With a soul on, soul on, soul on fire

Soul on fire, soul on fire

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Scream On 'Em - Lyrics - Doctor's Advocate - Game

Title: Scream On 'Em
Album: Doctor's Advocate
Artist: Game
Composer(s): Kasseem Dean, Jayceon Terrell Taylor

Lyric:
Homey, it's hard not to kill *** it's like a full time job
Not to pull out the *** and shove it in your grill
Young California got that mass appeal
I summons the hood, they get up in your *** for real

Knockout flow, Winky Wright jab for real
And all you *** need Massengill
See I'm the ***, one shot'll lift 'em off the ground
Chop 'em down like a cantaloupe, my flow the antidote

Sick flow, it's so *** 6 4
Your *** know, hop in the back when you see Swizz
Diss that, all you *** get up off my *** so
I can cook *** on the track and watch it mix slow

*** my flow fire, call it propane
Every *** know Game, five *** no pain
And that's the reason why I'm *** on you ***
Shut me in the loony bin, I'm sicker than you ***

This is that disrespectful, *** West Coast
Hip hop death blow, Swizz Beatz, let's go
This is that disrespectful, *** West Coast
Hip hop death blow, Swizz Beatz, let's go

Where I'm from, I seen the most stand up *** lay down
Where skinny *** make buff *** victims of that *** pound
And *** is the sharp ***, we don't need no rooftops
Just knock his *** down and take the money out his tube socks

West Coast *** is back on the map
If only for now until the next time I *** a track
From the first clap I hurt rap, now watch the earth crack
Bring the hearse back and take a lyrical dirt nap

I roll with the hardest *** make money with the smartest ***
I ain't got time for you *** artist ***
Better shut your trap before you become a target
Y'all army brats, I'm the *** sergeant

Beauty pageant *** on the runway
'Boyz N The Hood' 'til they see the *** in that red Hyundai
Blow his *** back out 'cause I'm the rap Stackhouse
Black Wall Street, *** the hip hop *** house, what?

This is that disrespectful, *** West Coast
Hip hop death blow, Swizz Beatz, let's go
This is that disrespectful, *** West Coast
Hip hop death blow, Swizz Beatz, let's go

My flow opposite of handsome, it's ugly
Hip hop tantrum, sick, call the *** cancer
One man show 'cause I *** all the dancers
Let the critics ask questions, my album be the answer

These *** let the rumors sit in they head like tumors
So I had to take 'em back, toothbrush on the Pumas
Clean, mean, rappin' machine
Red rag hangin' low in the back of my jeans

I black out like February, back out what's necessary
0 7 Bugatti with Jimmy Lovine's secretary
I'm runnin' the buildin', don't make me run in the buildin'
No, this ain't the first time I had my *** in the buildin'

Walkin' past offices, I see my son in the buildin'
Last album on the wall, I'm number one in the buildin'
They should build me an office up under the buildin'
My elevator goin' down, I am done in the buildin'

This is that disrespectful, *** West Coast
Hip hop death blow, Swizz Beatz, let's go
This is that disrespectful, *** West Coast
Hip hop death blow, Swizz Beatz, let's go

We in the *** buildin', man
You ain't got your *** mind right?
You gon' get your mind blown out
Your *** mind right *** wassup?

It is what the *** it is, man
How y'all wanna cut the cake?
You touch this, you get your hands cut off

Swizz Beatz, the *** monster
Game is in the *** buildin'
We could turn this whole *** world red

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A Hundred &Amp; One - Lyrics - Bryan White

Title: A Hundred &Amp; One
Artist: Bryan White
Composer(s): Rich Wayland, Kye Fleming, Mary Ann Kennedy

Lyric:
Tommy still drives that ol' pick-up truck
He had back in high school
He says he won't trade it in'
Cause they don't make 'em like they used to

His wife Donna's got a picture of Elvis
By the clock in the kitchen
Her hair and clothes come back
In style every now and then

They made a promise on their wedding day
Nothin's gonna take this feeling away

Let the world turn, let the years drift by, the fire will burn
In their hearts just as bright, time may take its toll
But their love won't grow old and if they live to be
A hundred and one, they're still gonna die young

Tommy spent years fixin' wheels and brakes
At the Texaco on the highway
Donna kept the kids and did permanent waves
At the beauty shop on Fridays

It's been forty years but who'd ever know
By the way they carry on
Just the same two kids as much in love
As the day they married on

They made a promise on their wedding day
Nothin's gonna take this feeling away

Let the world turn, let the years drift by, the fire will burn
In their hearts just as bright, time may take its toll
But their love won't grow old and if they live to be
A hundred and one, they're still gonna die young, gonna die young

Let the world turn, let the years drift by, the fire will burn
In their hearts just as bright, time may take its toll
But their love won't grow old and if they live to be
A hundred and one, they're still gonna die young

Let the world turn, let the years drift by, the fire will burn
In their hearts just as bright, time may take its toll
But their love won't grow old and if they live to be
A hundred and one, they're still gonna die young

Let the world turn, let the years drift by, the fire will burn
In their hearts just as bright, time may take its toll
But their love won't grow old and if they live to be
A hundred and one, they're still gonna die young
They're still gonna die young

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Sex, Love &Amp; Money - Lyrics - New Danger - Mos Def

Title: Sex, Love &Amp; Money
Album: New Danger
Artist: Mos Def
Composer(s): Warryn Campbell, Dante Smith

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Lyric:
Sex love and money, fun
Brooklyn, sex love and money
Get up, come, danger
You are now rockin' with the best
Black darts exclusive, fire in the dark
Fire in the dark, ghetto let this spark

Huh, freaky black beauty with the party pal
Where you work it out got me fiendin', bam
I hit the G ready for the street
Heavy, ghetto sweet breezin' through the evenin', bam

I'm on the lounge path for the warm blast
Got the John shaft cocked back and loaded, bam
I beat it, word John, body awesome
Is the way that you come that got me goin', bam

I'm on the back streets rollin'
I'm playin' back all the magic moments, don't front
You know I got'cha, know I got'cha
You sneaky freaky, but I know about'cha, know about'cha
You straight dope, I can't do without'cha, go without'cha
Lay back and relax you mind

I'm bout to double the doses in half the time
Ha, master physical, master mind
You play it quiet but in private that ass is mine, huh

We body rockin' the last of time
And then we, we body rockin the last of time
And then we, body rockin the last of time
And then we, her body rockin huh, her body rockin'

Now shell on 1 deep it ain't nobody steppin'
Honey shell on 10 deep it ain't nobody steppin'
Thousand shell or hundred deep
I'm there the body rockin', come on

I wanna show you in my ghetto miss I'm a star
I wanna show you luv, I just can't help myself
I wanna show you in my ghetto miss I'm a star
I wanna show you luv, I just can't help myself

Whoa, whaa, ohh whaa
Freaky, freaky, freaky, freaky black
Freaky, freaky, freaky, freaky black
Freaky, freaky black, freaky, freaky black

Sex, love and money, fun
Brooklyn, sex love and money, come
Fun, temperature's risin'

Freaky black beauty, pretty purse and blouse
Where you took it out got me leanin', bam
I hit the streets easy in my seat
Lighting on my feet breezy like the evenin', bam

I'm on the lunch pack feel the warm blast
Boogie John shaft cocked and loaded, bam
Top and bottom, body awesome
Is the way that you come that got me goin' bam

I'm on the back roads rollin'
I'm playin' back all the magic moments, don't front
She know I got'cha, know I got'cha
You sneaky freaky, but I know about'cha, know about'cha
You goog hurricane, go without'cha, go without'cha
Lay back and relax you mind

I'm bout to double the doses in half the time, huh
Master physical, master mind
You play it quiet but in private aha, aha, huh
We body rockin' the last of time

And then we, we body rockin' the last of time
And then we, we body rockin' the last of time
And then we, the body rockin', huh, the body rockin', huh
The body rockin', huh, the body rockin', huh, the body rockin', huh
The body rockin' says, don't stop the body rock

I wanna show you in my ghetto miss I'm a star
I wanna show you luv, I just can't help myself
I wanna show you in my ghetto miss I'm a star
I wanna show you luv, I just can't help myself

Whoa, whaa, ohh, whaa
Freaky, freaky, freaky, freaky black
Freaky, freaky, freaky, freaky black
Freaky, freaky black, freaky, freaky black

Sex love and money, fun
Brooklyn, sex love and money, come
Fun, temperature's risin', danger
Ain't gotta say no more

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So Much Beauty In Dirt - Lyrics - Everywhere And His Nasty Parlour Tricks - Modest Mouse

Title: So Much Beauty In Dirt
Album: Everywhere And His Nasty Parlour Tricks
Artist: Modest Mouse
Composer(s): Eric Judy, Isaac Brock, Jeremiah Green

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Lyric:
Out of breath and out of cash
Find yourself watching M.A.S.H
And every night on the couch
Woman says, "Let's take a drive down south"

Roll down the windows and open our mouths
Taste where we are and play the music loud
Stop the car lay on the grass
The planet spins and we watch space pass

Walk a direction see where we get
I never knew nothin' so there's nothin' to forget
Get real drunk and ride our bikes

There's so much beauty it could make you cry
There's so much beauty it could make you cry
There's so much beauty it could make you cry
There's so much beauty it could make you cry

The rich get money but never what they want
Find ourselves a new place to haunt
Climb up the fire escape
Do it 'til the ground looks far away

Go night swimming leave our clothes on the ground
Even when we get busted we just stand there proud
It's the truth we all been wrong, make it up and let's move on
Playing cards we all get to act sly

There's so much beauty it could make you cry
There's so much beauty it could make you cry
There's so much beauty it could make you cry

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Smoke & Burn ["Featuring Up In Clouds"] - Lyrics - Krayzie Bone

Title: Smoke & Burn ["Featuring Up In Clouds"]
Artist: Krayzie Bone
Composer(s): L Jones, Anthony Henderson

Lyric:
And burn
'Cause you want to smoke and burn
(Lost in the smoke of mighty reefer)
Beauty surrounds me
Do what you want to smoke and burn
(Lost in the smoke of mighty reefer)
Beauty surrounds me

I said you got to smoke and burn
(Lost in the smoke of mighty reefer)
Beauty
Off chronic ganja
(Lost in the smoke lost in the smoke)
I've got to get higher higher
(Roll it up, light it up, take a puff)

I'll share with you my herb I'm about to choke, off ganja
(Keep on smoking smoking smoking)
So if you want to come along we can load a double hit for my water bong
To get higher higher
(Yeah don't let that Buddha fool ya)

Smoke and burn
'Cause you want to smoke and burn
(Lost in the smoke of mighty reefer)
Beauty surrounds me
Do what you want to smoke and burn
(Lost in the smoke of mighty reefer)
Beauty surrounds me

I said you got to smoke and burn
(Lost in the smoke of mighty reefer)
Beauty
Off chronic ganja
(Lost in the smoke lost in the smoke)
I've got to get higher higher
(Keep on smoking smoking smoking)

Quarter past one and it'll all be gone twenty four to the fifth
(Why do I stay high?)
It's 1999 it's time
To open your eyes and arise
See there's hope from above
(Why do I stay high?)

Don't stop because they ask you to be civilized
It's your freedom of speech and a right to be free
(Why do I stay high?)
Peace, going out to Bob Marley, Bone Thugs-N-Harmony
(Why do I stay high?)
2Pac, Eazy, Biggie Biggie, everybody
(So high so high)

Smoke and burn
'Cause you want to smoke and burn
(Lost in the smoke of mighty reefer)
Beauty surrounds me
Do what you want to smoke and burn
(Lost in the smoke of mighty reefer)
Beauty surrounds me

I said you got to smoke and burn
(Lost in the smoke of mighty reefer)
Beauty
Off chronic ganja
(Lost in the smoke lost in the smoke)
I've got to get higher higher
(Keep on smoking smoking smoking)

Heavenly hosts and angels above
Roll smoke toke choke pull out some indo
(I say I can take you higher)
Birds a flight and singing of love
Roll smoke toke choke we can all go and get smoke
(All we need is weed and fire)

When you stay high
But if you really want to ride with me
(And you know we got some got some)
Y'all can go and try to see
(You should come and smoke some smoke some)

That it's okay, that it's all right
(Ain't nothing wrong)
If you got to get get high
(Stay high)

Smoke and burn
'Cause you want to smoke and burn
(Lost in the smoke of mighty reefer)
Beauty surrounds me
Do what you want to smoke and burn
(Lost in the smoke of mighty reefer)
Beauty surrounds me

I said you got to smoke and burn
(Lost in the smoke of mighty reefer)
Beauty
Off chronic ganja
(Lost in the smoke lost in the smoke)
I've got to get higher higher
(Keep on smoking smoking smoking)

(Roll it up roll it up roll it up)
I've got to get away for a while to ease my head
(Got to get away)
Toke another blunt to get blunted
(P O Ded)
Already high
(P O Ded)

I've got to get away for a while to ease my mind
(Got to get away)
Toke another blunt to get blunted
(P O Ded)
Feeling blind
(P O Ded)

I feel so lonely
(We can erase that from your mind)
And empty ever since he left me
(Set yourself free and just get high)
So I just toke, 'til I choke, c'mon roll roll let's get stoned
(Sit back and let your mind just flow)
For a while

They'll say I'll run from my problems
(Keep running keep running)
And I'm hiding from my head
(Keep running keep running)
(The higher I get the further I get away)
Acting crazy

Well it may be I tell it wrong, but it's the story told
How I've gotten higher higher higher
(Lifted lifted)
I've gotten higher higher higher
(Drifted drifted)
I've gotten so high off ganja
(Listen listen we've got to got to)

Smoke and burn
'Cause you want to smoke and burn
(Lost in the smoke of mighty reefer)
Beauty surrounds me
Do what you want to smoke and burn
(Lost in the smoke of mighty reefer)
Beauty surrounds me

I said you got to smoke and burn
(Lost in the smoke, lost in the smoke)
Beauty

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The Fallen - Lyrics - Warrior Soul

Title: The Fallen
Artist: Warrior Soul
Composer(s): Clarke Evans Mcclanahan Ricco

Lyric:
I'm the hard luck kid, throw the bones on the fire
Tear holes through worlds makin' change through violence
Who's really runnin' the place you call home
Who'll climb the mountain, sell their kisses for god's love

Obsolete factories on rust ground dying
Formula cancer America's crying
Decline beauty, worship icons
It's your religion, do what you are told

From the top of the mountain, baby, we're fallin' hard down
From the top of the mountain, baby, we're fallin' hard down

Out in the streets throw the books on the fire
Let them eat debt while they starve on desire
Who's really runnin' the place we call home
It`s your religion believe in the gilded throne

From the top of the mountain all doomed liars fall
From the top of the mountain to where the people crawl
From the top of the mountain to the hard ground below
To the ones you've forgotten, we'll dance on your tombs

Walk with me to the heart of the city
To the purple mountains through the nation of death
That steals our future, programs the child
Makes change through violence while cries for freedom
It worships control and speaks of hollow victories
Of the land it stole

From the top of the mountain, baby, we're fallin' hard down
From the top of the mountain to where the people crawl
From the top of the mountain to the hard ground below
To the ones you've forgotten, we'll dance on your tombs

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Princess Of The Dawn - Lyrics - Accept

Title: Princess Of The Dawn
Artist: Accept
Composer(s): Robert Smith-Diesel, Udo Dirkscheider, Peter Baltes, Deaffy Wolf Hoffmann, Stefan Kaufman

Lyric:
There's rain on the mountain
A white frost on the moors
It's an epoch of eternity
Waters touch the holy shore

It's a land of mystery
The world of unseen eyes
You can feel the shadow of a princess
She waits for you inside

The guardians of God play the pawns
Beg for mercy, hail the queen
Princess of the Dawn

In the war of the dragons
Young blood ran it's course
They fell to his blade
The knight Iron Horse

A forgotten priest
Disappearing in the haze
A chamber of vestal virgins
Twilight is her slave

The Wizard of Oz moved the pawns
Life for Satan, dust to dust
Princess of the Dawn

On the day of the testament
The seventh moon was raging fire
Heaven cried for the sacrifice
The midnight sun was rising higher

The Beauty and the Beast
Lies in her royal crypt
Her kiss is bitter sweet
Death upon her lips

The Holy Grail held the pawns
Kings and bishops bow to grace
Princess of the Dawn

The guardians of God play the pawns
Beg for mercy, hail the queen
Princess of the Dawn

A new day dawns for heaven and earth
A first sunbeam is killing the night
Once upon a time forevermore
The gloom with the spirit of that lady in white

Princess, Princess, Princess of the Dawn
Princess, Princess, Princess of the Dawn
Princess, Princess, Princess of the Dawn
Princess, Princess, Princess of the Dawn

Princess, Princess, Princess of the Dawn
Princess, Princess, Princess of the Dawn
Princess, Princess, Princess of the Dawn
Princess, Princess, Princess of the Dawn

Princess, Princess, Princess of the Dawn
Princess, Princess, Princess of the Dawn
Princess, Princess, Princess of the Dawn

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Gimme Whatcha Got - Lyrics - Chris Brown

Title: Gimme Whatcha Got
Artist: Chris Brown
Composer(s): Chris Brown, T Nash, Phalon Alexander, C Williams

Lyric:
Ladies and gentlemen
You are now tuned in to the very best
So beautiful, Jazzy Phizzle, Chris Brown, let's go

They say beauty is in the eye of the beholder
Well, I bet couldn't look more bolder
Hold her as we dip into my solar
Call me forward, baby, I explore her

It's navigated, you?re the one like Lincoln
Black Bentley, you'll look better in a pink one
She's smokin? and I'm about to steam one
Let's get and make love on Venus

Baby, the ball?s is in your court like Serena's
Make me jump over that net between us
And let nothin? get between us
We too hot, only sweat between us

Girl, you're hot like fire, gimme whatcha got
Coldest thing movin', gimme whatcha got
Heat up like summer, gimme whatcha got
Girl, you know what you doing, gimme whatcha got

28?s on a Hummer, gimme whatcha got
'Cause you're the number 1 stunner, gimme whatcha got
You got it, gimme whatcha got
You got it, girl

That's it, baby girl, put it on my zipper
We ain?t in the club but I still wanna tip her
You should be my missus, I could be your mister
Put me on deck, shawty, I could be your skipper

I'll give you a kiss for every time you make me smile
I'll give a thousand if you stay a little while
Longer and I'm gettin? stronger
Feelin? that I get with you, shawty, do what it do

Girl, you're hot like fire, gimme whatcha got
Coldest thing movin', gimme whatcha got
Heat up like summer, gimme whatcha got
Girl, you know what you doing, gimme whatcha got

28?s on a Hummer, gimme whatcha got
'Cause you're the number 1 stunner, gimme whatcha got
You got it, gimme whatcha got
You got it, girl

Exit it now, I gotta place where we can go
Back seat action, sun roof for deuce
And the windows tinted so nobody can look in
Put it in gear and burn out with me

I'll give you a kiss for every time you make me smile
I'll give a thousand if you stay a little while
Longer and I'm gettin? stronger
Feelin? that I get with you, shawty, do what it do

Girl, you're hot like fire, gimme whatcha got
Coldest thing movin', gimme whatcha got
Heat up like summer, gimme whatcha got
Girl, you know what you doing, gimme whatcha got

28?s on a Hummer, gimme whatcha got
'Cause you're the number 1 stunner, gimme whatcha got
You got it, gimme whatcha got
You got it, girl

Girl, you?re the finest thing that I've seen and I'm tryin? to get with you
Girl, girl, you are on fire and I know that you?re burnin? hot
Shawty, you?re burnin? up, can talk with you
Shawty, you?re burnin? up, [Incomprehensible]
And all I do is think about you

Girl, you're hot like fire, gimme whatcha got
Coldest thing movin', gimme whatcha got
Heat up like summer, gimme whatcha got
Girl, you know what you doing, gimme whatcha got

28?s on a Hummer, gimme whatcha got
'Cause you're the number 1 stunner, gimme whatcha got
You got it, gimme whatcha got
You got it, girl

Girl, you're hot like fire, gimme whatcha got
Coldest thing movin', gimme whatcha got
Heat up like summer, gimme whatcha got
Girl, you know what you doing, gimme whatcha got

28?s on a Hummer, gimme whatcha got
'Cause you're the number 1 stunner, gimme whatcha got
You got it, gimme whatcha got
You got it, girl

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Gimmie What Ya Got - Lyrics - Chris Brown

Title: Gimmie What Ya Got
Artist: Chris Brown
Composer(s): Chris Brown, T Nash, Phalon Alexander, C Williams

Lyric:
Ladies and gentlemen
You are now tuned in to the very best
So beautiful, Jazzy Phizzle, Chris Brown, let's go

They say beauty is in the eye of the beholder
Well, I bet couldn't look more bolder
Hold her as we dip into my solar
Call me forward, baby, I explore her

It's navigated, you?re the one like Lincoln
Black Bentley, you'll look better in a pink one
She's smokin? and I'm about to steam one
Let's get and make love on Venus

Baby, the ball?s is in your court like Serena's
Make me jump over that net between us
And let nothin? get between us
We too hot, only sweat between us

Girl, you're hot like fire, gimme whatcha got
Coldest thing movin', gimme whatcha got
Heat up like summer, gimme whatcha got
Girl, you know what you doing, gimme whatcha got

28?s on a Hummer, gimme whatcha got
'Cause you're the number 1 stunner, gimme whatcha got
You got it, gimme whatcha got
You got it, girl

That's it, baby girl, put it on my zipper
We ain?t in the club but I still wanna tip her
You should be my missus, I could be your mister
Put me on deck, shawty, I could be your skipper

I'll give you a kiss for every time you make me smile
I'll give a thousand if you stay a little while
Longer and I'm gettin? stronger
Feelin? that I get with you, shawty, do what it do

Girl, you're hot like fire, gimme whatcha got
Coldest thing movin', gimme whatcha got
Heat up like summer, gimme whatcha got
Girl, you know what you doing, gimme whatcha got

28?s on a Hummer, gimme whatcha got
'Cause you're the number 1 stunner, gimme whatcha got
You got it, gimme whatcha got
You got it, girl

Exit it now, I gotta place where we can go
Back seat action, sun roof for deuce
And the windows tinted so nobody can look in
Put it in gear and burn out with me

I'll give you a kiss for every time you make me smile
I'll give a thousand if you stay a little while
Longer and I'm gettin? stronger
Feelin? that I get with you, shawty, do what it do

Girl, you're hot like fire, gimme whatcha got
Coldest thing movin', gimme whatcha got
Heat up like summer, gimme whatcha got
Girl, you know what you doing, gimme whatcha got

28?s on a Hummer, gimme whatcha got
'Cause you're the number 1 stunner, gimme whatcha got
You got it, gimme whatcha got
You got it, girl

Girl, you?re the finest thing that I've seen and I'm tryin? to get with you
Girl, girl, you are on fire and I know that you?re burnin? hot
Shawty, you?re burnin? up, can talk with you
Shawty, you?re burnin? up, [Incomprehensible]
And all I do is think about you

Girl, you're hot like fire, gimme whatcha got
Coldest thing movin', gimme whatcha got
Heat up like summer, gimme whatcha got
Girl, you know what you doing, gimme whatcha got

28?s on a Hummer, gimme whatcha got
'Cause you're the number 1 stunner, gimme whatcha got
You got it, gimme whatcha got
You got it, girl

Girl, you're hot like fire, gimme whatcha got
Coldest thing movin', gimme whatcha got
Heat up like summer, gimme whatcha got
Girl, you know what you doing, gimme whatcha got

28?s on a Hummer, gimme whatcha got
'Cause you're the number 1 stunner, gimme whatcha got
You got it, gimme whatcha got
You got it, girl

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Sun - Lyrics - The Distance To Here - Live

Title: Sun
Album: The Distance To Here
Artist: Live
Composer(s): Chad Taylor, Patrick Dahlheimer, Chad Gracey, Adam Kowalczyk

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Lyric:
Let the world be the world
Let the dream unfurl
Let it run its own game
Let it dance with itself
I didn't put it here
(Here)
Gonna let it ride
(Ride)
Gotta master
Crazy on the other side
Wakin' me up

I ain't got no brains
I can't trust my eyes
What good's a beautiful day?
(Day)
You can't see the light
I can't find my fate
(Yea)
Well I must be blind
With the force and fire of love
Takin' over my mind, yea
Wakin' me up, obligin' me to the Sun, oh
Obligin' me to the Sun

Sun, Sun merciful one
Sun, Sun, yea, ah ha
Sun, Sun
Won't you lay down your light on us?
Sun, Sun, haa

Let the world be the world
(Let the world be the world)
Let the girl be the girl
(Let the girl be the girl)
Let her beauty move ya
(Beauty move ya)
Let her dance be your guide
(Way to dance)
Let your hunger grow
(Grow)
To eat the fruit too low
(Too low)
Keep climbin' for the kisses on the other side, yea
Wakin' me up, obligin' me to the Sun, oh
(Yea)
Obligin' me to the Sun ohh

Sun, Sun merciful one
Sun, Sun, oh yea
Sun, Sun
Won't you lay down your light on us?
Sun, Sun
(Yea, oh)

All we need is to come into the Sun
And I've been in the dark for so long
All I need, all we need, all I need, all we need
(I've been all around the world, I'm waiting for you, I'm waiting)
Yea!

Sun, Sun merciful one
Sun, Sun, yea
Sun, Sun
Won't you lay down your light on us?
Sun, Sun, ahh
Sun, oh hoo hoo hoo yea, yea, yea
Sun, Sun, oh hoo hoo hoo
Sun

Won't you lay?
(Sun, Sun)
Hmm, won't you lay?
(Sun)
Ahh
(Sun, Sun)
Won't you lay, light on us?
(Sun)
(Sun Sun)
Oh, yea
(Sun)
(Sun Sun)

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A Gothic Romance (Red Roses For The Devil'S Whore) - Lyrics - Sodomizing The Virgin Vamps - Cradle Of Filth

Title: A Gothic Romance (Red Roses For The Devil'S Whore)
Album: Sodomizing The Virgin Vamps
Artist: Cradle Of Filth
Composer(s): Stuart Anstis, Nicholas Andrew Barker, Dani Davey, Robin Mark Eaglestone, Gregory Moffit

Lyric:
Evening minuetto in a castle by the sea
A jewel more radiant than the moon
Lowered her mask to me
The sublimest creature, the Gods, full of fire

Would marvel at making their Queen
Infusing the air with her fragant desire
And my heart reeled with grave poetry

From grace I fell in love with her scent and feline lure
And jade woodland eyes that ushered in the impurest
Erotic, laden fantasies amid this warm autumn night
She lulled me away from the rich masquerade

And together we clung in the bloodletting moonlight
Pearled luna, what spell didst thou cast on me?
Her icy kiss fervoured my neck

Like whispering waves 'pon Acheron's beach
In a wirl of sweet voices and statues
That phantomed the dying trees
This debauched seductress in black, took me

In the pale azured dawn like Ligeia reborn
I tore free of my sleep sepulchre
On the sea misted lawn where stone figures, forlorn
Lamented the spectre of her

Bewildered and weak, yet with passion replete
I hungered for past overtures
The curse of unrest and her ardent caress
Came much more than my soul could endure

I, at once endeavored to see her again
Stirring from midnight's inertia
Knowing not even her name
On a thin precipice over carnal abyss

I danced like a blind acolyte
Drunk on red wine, her dead lips on mine
Suffused with the perfume of night

For hours I scoured the surrounding grounds
In vain that we might meet
When storm clouds broke, ashened, fatigued
I sought refuge in a cemetery

Sleep, usher dreams
Taint to nightmares from a sunless nether
Mistress of the dark
I now know what thou art

Screams haunt my sleep
Dragged from nightmares thou hast wed together
Lamia and Lemures, spawned thee leche
To snare my flesh

Portrait of The Dead Countess
Deep stained pain that I had dreamt
Flaunted demise, life's punishment
Leaving little strenght to seal this wretched tomb

But poisoned nectar within me stirs
Up feverous desire and morbid purpose to search
Through cobwebbed drapery to where she swoons
Goddess of the graveyard, of the tempest and moon

In flawless fatal beauty her very visage compels
Glimpses of a heaven where ghost companies fell
To mourning the loss of god in blackest velvet
Enrobed in their downfall like a swift silhouette

Fleeting, enshadowed
Thou art privy to my sin
Secrets dead, wouldst thou inflict
The cruell daylights upon my skin?

Dost thou not want to worship me
With crimson sacrifice
So my cunt may twitch against thy kiss
And weep with new-found life?

Red roses for the devil's whore
Dark angels taste my tears
And whisper haunting requiems
Softly to mine ear need-fires have lured abominations here

Nocturnal pulse
My veins spill forth their waters
Rent by lips I cherish most
Awash on her perfidious shores

Where drowning umbra o'er the stars
Ebons graves where lovers whore
Like seraphim and nahemah, nahemah

Pluck out mine eyes, hasten, attest
Blind reason against thee enchantress
For I must know, art thou not death?
My heart echoes bloodless and incensed

Doth temptation prowl night in vulvic revelry
Did not the queen of Heaven come as devil to me?
On that fatal hallow's eve when we fled company
As the music swept around us in the crisp, fated leaves

Under horned Diana where her bloodline was sewn
In a graveyard of angels rent in cool marbled stone
I am grieving the loss of life in sombre velvet
Enrobed in death's shadow like a swifter silhouette

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Rock City - Lyrics - Damn Yankees

Title: Rock City
Artist: Damn Yankees
Composer(s): Jack Blades, Ted Nugent, Tommy Shaw

Lyric:
Here comes the night time and it's knockin' at my door
Lady luck, she's come around and she wants a little more
Down on the boulevard they're screamin' like a child
If I can't play that mean guitar it's gonna drive me wild, wild

Rock City, here I come, Rock City, here I come
Rock City, U.S.A.

The sidewalk's moving, the palm trees sway
The switchblade girls, line 'em up in L.A.
Everybody came here from somewhere to play
They wear their guitars low just like jimmy page

Well, I've been to London, I've been to France
I've been to Mississippi where they taught me to dance
Lord, have mercy, I ain't never seen
Nobody going down like this beauty queen

Rock City, here I come, Rock City, here I come
Rock City, U.S.A.
Rock City, here I come, Rock City, here I come
Rock City, U.S.A.

(I'm on fire)
(I'm on fire)
I'm on fire
(I'm on fire)
Just can't get enough
(I'm on fire)

You can't stop me now
(I'm on fire)
You can't hold me down
(I'm on fire)
I said come on, come on
Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Can't stop rockin', can't stop rockin'
Can't stop rockin', can't stop rockin'
Can't stop rockin', can't stop rockin'
Can't stop rockin', can't stop rockin'

Rock City, here I come
Rock City, here I come
Rock City, U.S.A.

Rock City, here I come
(Rock City)
Rock City, here I come
(Rock City)
Rock City, U.S.A.
(Rock City)

Rock City, here I come
(Rock City)
Rock City, here I come
(Rock City)
Rock City, U.S.A.
(Rock City)

Rock City, here I come
(Rock City)
Rock City, here I come
(Rock City)
Rock City, U.S.A.
(Rock City)

Rock City, here I come
(Rock City)
Rock City, here I come
(Rock City)
Rock City, U.S.A.
(Rock City)

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A Gothic Romance - Lyrics - Cradle Of Filth

Title: A Gothic Romance
Artist: Cradle Of Filth
Composer(s): Stuart Anstis, Nicholas Andrew Barker, Dani Davey, Robin Mark Eaglestone, Gregory Moffit

Lyric:
Evening minuetto in a castle by the sea
A jewel more radiant than the moon
Lowered her mask to me

The sublimest creature the Gods, full of fire
Would marvel at making their Queen
Infusing the air with her fragrant desire
And my heart reeled with grave poetry

From grace I fell in love with her
Scent and feline lure and jade
Woodland eyes that ushered in the impurest
Erotic, laden fantasies amid this warm autumn night

She lulled me away from the rich masquerade
And together we clung in the bloodletting moonlight
Pearled luna, what spell didst thou cast on me?
Her icy kiss fervoured my neck

Like whispering waves 'pon Acheron's beach
In a whirl of sweet voices and statues
That phantomed the dying trees
This debauched seductress in black, took me

In a pale azured dawn like 'Ligeia' reborn
I tore free of my sleep sepulchre
On the sea misted lawn where stone figures, forlorn
Lamented the spectre of her

Bewildered and weak, yet with passion replete
I hungered for past overtures
The curse of unrest and her ardent caress
Came much more than my soul could endure

I, at once, endeavored to see her again
Stirring from midnight's inertia
Knowing not even her name
On a thin precipice over carnal abyss

I danced like a blind acolyte
Drunk on red wine, her dead lips on mine
Suffused with the perfume of night

For hours I scoured the surrounding grounds
In vain that we might meet
When storm clouds broke, ashened, fatigued
I sought refuge in a cemetery

Sleep, usher dreams
Taint to nightmares from a sunless nether
Mistress of the dark
I now know what thou art

Screams haunt my sleep
Dragged from nightmares
Thou hast wed together Lamia and Lemurs
Spawned thee leche to snare my flesh

Portrait of the Dead Countess
Deep stained pain that I had dreamt
Flaunted demise, life's punishment
Leaving little strength to seal this wretched tomb

But poised nectar within my stirs
Up feverous desire and morbid purpose to search
Through cobwebbed drapery to where she swoons
Goddess of the graveyard, of the tempest and moon

In flawless fatal beauty her very visage compels
Glimpses of a heaven where ghost companies fell
To mourning the loss of god in blackest velvet
Enrobed in their downfall like a swift silhouette

Fleeting, unshadowed
Thou art privy to my sin
Secrets dead, wouldst thou inflict
The cruel daylights upon my skin?

Dost thou not want to worship me
With crimson sacrifice?
So my cunt may twitch against thy kiss
And weep with new-found life?

Red roses for the devil's whore
Dark angels taste my tears
And whisper haunting requiems
Softly to mine ear

Need fires have lured abominations here
Nocturnal pulse
My veins spill forth their waters
Rent by lips I cherish most

Awash on her perfidious shores
Where drowning umbra o'er the stars
Ebon's graves where lovers whore
Like seraphim and Nahemah

Pluck out mine eyes, hasten, attest
Blind reason against thee, enchantress
For I must know, art thou not death?
My heart echoes bloodless and incensed

Doth temptation prowl night in vulvic revelry
Did not the Queen of Heaven come as devil to me?
On that fatal hallow's eve when we fled company
As the music swept around us in the crisp, fated leaves

Under horned Diana, where her bloodline was sewn
In a graveyard of angels rent in cool marbled stone
I am grieving the loss of life in sombre velvet
Enrobed in death's shadow like a swifter silhouette

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The Ballad Of Lea &Amp; Paul - Lyrics - The Great Subconscious Club - K'S Choice

Title: The Ballad Of Lea &Amp; Paul
Album: The Great Subconscious Club
Artist: K'S Choice
Composer(s): Gert Bettens, Sarah Bettens

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Lyric:
Paul studied a lot, at least he pretended to
He had too much on his mind
It was too small
To see the beauty of it all

Lea loved him a lot at least she pretended to
He was always on her mind
She said, "Paul
There's a fire in the hall"

And when it finally burned the questions
For the answers he had found
He realized it ought to be
The other way around

There's a fire burning in the hall
Looks great, I don't care, let it burn
I don't care, I don't care
I don't care at all

They got married right on the spot at least I presume they did
I have too much on my mind
To tell you the fall of Lea and Paul
Out in the hall

For the moment that this song has stopped
They'll probably be dead
So it's better maybe wiser
To leave the rest unsaid

There's a fire burning in the hall
It looks great, I don't care, let it burn
I don't care, I don't care
I don't care at all

There's a fire burning in the hall
It looks great, I don't care, let it burn
I don't care, I don't care
I don't care at all

I don't care at all
I don't care at all
I don't care at all
...

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Hard Workin' Man - Lyrics - Hard Workin' Man - Brooks &Amp; Dunn

Title: Hard Workin' Man
Album: Hard Workin' Man
Artist: Brooks &Amp; Dunn
Composer(s): Ronnie Dunn

Lyric:
I'm a hard workin' man, I wear a steel hard hat
I can ride, rope, hammer and paint
Do things with my hands that most men can't
I can't get ahead no matter how hard I try
I'm gettin' really good at barely gettin' by

Got everything I own, by the sweat of my brow
From my four-wheel drive to my cowboy boots
I owe it all to my blue collar roots
I feel like I'm workin' overtime on a runaway train
I've got to bust loose from this ball and chain

I'm a hard, hard workin' man
I got it all on the line, for a peace of the promised land
And I'm burnin' my candle at both ends
'Bout the only way to keep the fire goin' is to outrun the wind

Come Friday night, I like to party hard
I carry on with the Cadillac cuties
Spend my whole week's pay on some weekend beauty
Come Monday mornin' I'm the first to arrive
I ain't nothin' but business off from nine till five

I'm a hard, hard workin' man
I got it all on the line, for a peace of the promised land
And I'm burnin' my candle at both ends
'Bout the only way to keep the fire goin' is to outrun the wind
I can't wait to get up in the mornin'
And do it all over again
Well I'm a hard livin', hard workin' man

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