Brave Faces - Lyrics - Midnight Oil

Title: Brave Faces
Artist: Midnight Oil
Composer(s): Peter Garrett, James Moginie

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Lyric:
I've seen faces in the window
I've seen faces in the street
They walk and talk of nothing
I've known many restless summers

The sand dunes I imagine
A place without a postcard
Flower people were so beautiful
But straight and loud's the way

Good luck the beatnik spirit
The talk of politicians
The sentences of cynics
Are the sentences of childhood

They're all talking shit to me
Out-talked by the mass media to pay the bills it lies
And the lies we eat for breakfast
Brave faces face the boardroom

The oak stained walls fall silent
They leave lined with defeat
And they got those tears in their eyes
Well, it makes no sense to me

Why don't they understand? We're so ordinary too
I saw the exits closing now
Pain and passion's my point of view
Well there's nothing like the truth

I've seen men that have been marked out
Ruled out by grim assassins
They fell hard on instant replay
And I'm never going there

Well, the place I see so much better
'Cos it makes no sense to me
I saw the exits closing now
Burning mountains, burning paper
Burning all around and later

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People Are Strange - Lyrics - Brave Combo

Title: People Are Strange
Artist: Brave Combo
Composer(s): Robbie Kreiger, John Densmore, Jim Morrison, Ray Manzarek

Lyric:
People are strange is when you're a stranger
Faces look ugly when you're alone
Women seem wicked when you're unwanted
Streets are uneven when you're down

When you're strange
Faces come out of the rain
When you're strange
No one remembers your name

When you're strange
When you're strange
When you're strange

People are strange is when you're a stranger
Faces look ugly when you're alone
Women seem wicked when you're unwanted
Streets are uneven when you're down

When you're strange
Faces come out of the rain
When you're strange
No one remembers your name

When you're strange
When you're strange
When you're strange
Yeah

People are strange is when you're a stranger
Faces look ugly when you're alone
Women seem wicked when you're unwanted
Streets are uneven when you're down

When you're strange
Faces come out of the rain
When you're strange
No one remembers your name

When you're strange
When you're strange
When you're strange

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Sunrise - Lyrics - Icehouse

Title: Sunrise
Artist: Icehouse
Composer(s): R Kretschmer, I Davies

Lyric:
On the edge of the bay
A day just like the next
They gather their nets
And face their boats around

Over the rooftops
Hear the hum of wings
In seventeen seconds
The world explodes

And it buries the night, a brave new sunrise
With a sweep of the sword, a blood red sunrise

You'll never see the faces
Of the fishermen
But you may see their shadows
Burned against the wall

And in the temple grounds
New bamboo grows again
As if the heat of the flame
Had left no trace at all

And there's a light in the eastern sky, sunrise
And there's no place a man can hide, the sunrise
Well, it buries the night, a brave new sunrise
With a sweep of the sword, a blood red sunrise

But in the cool of the evening
When the children sleep
The old mountain remembers
And hangs his head in clouds

And there's a light in the eastern sky, yeah, sunrise
And there's no place a man can hide, the sunrise
Well, it buries the night, a brave new sunrise
With a sweep of the sword, a blood red sunrise

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Born To Run - Lyrics - Marillion

Title: Born To Run
Artist: Marillion
Composer(s): Steve Hogarth, Mark Kelly, Ian Mosley, Steve Rothery, Pete Trewavas

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Lyric:
It's a quiet sadness
Of the people of the north
Echoes silently
Around cold grey places

Ecstasies undared, tremble upon them
Edge of the tightly, respectably unfulfilled
Who drink to excess
In order to forget what never happened

Brave faces
Well dressed, ordered minds on suicide's edge
Reflected in the rain skimmed
Slate grey, battleship grey, hardship grey

And further South and homeless
Here I am, globally altered and dishevelled
Oh, darlin', I've done it all
An antithesis of sorts

And get bound together
And hopelessly in love
With the inevitable loss and the end
How can we run from ourselves?

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Machine Slave - Lyrics - Front Line Assembly

Title: Machine Slave
Artist: Front Line Assembly
Composer(s): Christopher Peterson, Bill Leeb

Lyric:
Pretty faces all lined up
Strutting all their corporate stuff
Like taken puppets they dance around
Devouring this valuable sound

Star eyed people wait for a turn
Only to see it's just a burn

Spike the bass in your face
Smell the dust, grind the rust
Spike the bass in your face
Smell the dust, grind the rust

Mega dope
Mega beat

Winding down that tarnished road
Truthful stories never told
The price they pay, the seconds of fame
This game we play, the ultimate way

Man I'm getting some really strange readings in here

Spike the bass
Smell the dust

Mega dope
Mega beat
Mega fake
Mega cheap

Winding down that tarnished road
Truthful stories never told
The price they pay, the seconds of fame
This game we play, the ultimate way

Winding down that tarnished road
Truthful stories never told
The price they pay, the seconds of fame
This game we play, the ultimate way

Broken promises, fashionable hope
This big illusion, one big joke
Plastic people living the dream
Sell their soul to make the scene

Pretty faces all lined up
Strutting all their corporate stuff
Like taken puppets they dance around
Devouring this valuable sound

Winding down that tarnished road
Truthful stories never told
The price they pay, the seconds of fame
This game we play, the ultimate way

Winding down that tarnished road
Truthful stories never told
The price they pay, the seconds of fame
This game we play, the ultimate way

Spike the bass in your face
Smell the dust, grind the rust
Spike the bass in your face
Smell the dust, grind the rust

Mega dope
Mega beat
Mega fake
Mega cheap

Mega slave
Mega brave
Mega fine
Mega slime

God help us

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Killers - Lyrics - Motorhead

Title: Killers
Artist: Motorhead
Composer(s): Ian Kilmister, Philip Campbell, Michael Delaoglou

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Lyric:
The order is for murder
And we've been there before
The men in black are coming back
To serve the killing floor

No pity no surrender
We take no prisoners
We spare no brave defender
No mercy, no quarter here

The killers will show you flame and sword
We are the killers enough to make your backbone shake
The killers enough to make your stupid faces quiver
And the killers long to take your life

The sun beats down like thunder
We ride to meet the foe
The clash of the steal and leather
The only song we know

No pardon, no quarter
We own to no compassion
We glory in the slaughter
No mercy, we fetch your death

The killers we are the ones foretold
We are the killers, we do not yearn for gold
We are the killers, we know the wrath of battle
We are killers and the killers will destroy your life

Hey hey
You die

The devil rides to glory
We hasten by his side
A legendary story
Told by fireside

No quarter, let all hope fade
We glory the slaughter
Our badge the Ace of Spades
No mercy, we bring the sword

The killers, we murder you in battle
We are killers, we ride you down like cattle
We are killers, we fight our way to legend
We are killers and the killers love to see you die

Killers, we kill you till you die
We are the killers, we hold our banners high
We are the killers, we hang you out to die
We are the killers and all we bring is death to life

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Salvation Road - Lyrics - Kinks

Title: Salvation Road
Artist: Kinks
Composer(s): Ray Davies

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Lyric:
Hear me brothers, hear me sisters
Citizens and comrades hear my song
The old life's dead, the order's changing
It's time for all of us to move along

I got no time to live life with old worn out traditions
Swallowed my pride, changed my ways
And found a new religion
There you go

Sick and tired of living on loans
Driving around in a car that I don't own
Tired of looking at wealthy faces
Flying off to far out places

The workers of the world
Shall give the profits to the people
Class will disappear and we will live our lives as equals
There you go, oh there you go

And we'll all walk along
And we'll all sing a song
And we'll all mark time as we go
Yes, we'll all walk along
And we'll all sing a song
As we walk down salvation road
Walk down salvation road

Goodbye youth, goodbye dreams
The good times and the friends I used to know
Goodbye freedom, hello fear!
A brave new world has suddenly appeared

Got to be hard, don't look back and no more reminiscing
Times are rough, we've got to be tough
And concentrate on living
There you go, oh there you go

And we'll all join hands
And we'll all march along
And we'll all mark time as we go
Yes, we'll all walk along
And we'll all sing a song
As we walk down salvation road

Yes we'll all walk along
And we'll all sing a song
And we'll all mark time as we go
Yes, we'll all walk along
And we'll all sing a song
As we walk down salvation road

Walk down salvation road

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The Great Beautician In The Sky - Lyrics - Magazine

Title: The Great Beautician In The Sky
Artist: Magazine
Composer(s): Howard Devoto, James Mcgeoch

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Lyric:
Laughter staggers on
In between their gags
Pounding their faces
He's on his last legs

Angels twitch nervously
The brave and the bold weep
We all want to know who
We should pay tribute to

Hey, good looker
Hey, good looker
You could tell me all about it
Go on, tell me all about it

Hey, good looker
Hey, good looker
You could tell me all about it
Go on, tell me all about it

I know your secrets
I know your secrets
You could tell me all about it
Go on, tell me all about it

I know your secrets
I know your secrets
You could tell me all about it
Go on, tell me all about it

I may have lost the thread
I was supposed to pull
May l say everyone
Is irresistible

Everyone is irresistible
Now I'm not sure which way I should turn
I can say, now I've seen everything
At last there must be no more to learn

That's what you want to hear
Sadly, also it's true
And I know all your ways
And I'm still hung up on you

Oh, great beautician in the sky
Your innocence just saddens me
I shall throw it all against the wall
Take my pleasure in spite of it all

I know your secrets
I know your secrets
You could tell me all about it
Go on, tell me all about it

I know your secrets
I know your secrets
You could tell me all about it
Go on, tell me all about it

Hey, good looker
Hey, good looker
I could fall all night over you

Hey, good looker
Hey, good looker
Roses are red, violets are blue

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Home - Lyrics - Thug World Order - Bone Thugs N Harmony

Title: Home
Album: Thug World Order
Artist: Bone Thugs N Harmony
Composer(s): Phil Collins

Lyric:
I been stuck in the struggle and I been wonderin' if I'm ever gon' bubble
I'm gettin' caught up in a tussle instead of usin' my muscle
When everytime I extend my heart to my mother
Caught up in the game now I'm back up in the hustle

Sometimes I sit and I wonder if a nigga pull my number
If it wasn't for the Bone Thug fam' in this world
Where nobody don't give a damn but I'm still a man
Got us all programmed

I'ma pump my fist, I'm stayin' ready for this
And you can put this on wish, I never seen the abyss
And when I needed a ride, you wouldn't give me a lift
And now I'm poppin' my Cris, you niggas all on my dick

I wanna change the world, you wanna change ya life
I wouldn't put up a fight if I knew it was trite
They say everything happin' for a reason
Can you tell me why these niggas bleedin'?

Needin' general assistance, out here needin' public housing
Out here tryna make ends meet, tryna get on their feet
But see your brain is so cloudy

And I know what you don't know, you better get on your mission
And get down for your dough, see the real niggas ready out here
Taken control, see I'm screamin' out Mo' with my pockets on swoll

Please Mr. Postman, quit bringin' these bills to my house
Quit bringin' this stress to my spouse
'Cause I'm ready for the kill on look out, look out

If you niggas try to run up on the Bone
I'ma show you like this, I'ma pull out my chrome
I don't wanna have to send a nigga home
Lord, please take me home, come and take me home

Take, take me home 'cause I don't remember
Take, take me home 'cause I don't remember

Home, home, home, home, home
Home, home, home, home, home
Please take me home

When I'm lookin' at my money now
Thinkin' back to when I was livin' foul
I was runnin' wild, surviving 'cause I'm nine to five
And even puttin' overtime if I had to grind

I was stayin' up, slangin' dubs, hangin' up on the block
Duckin' and dodgin' the cops clocked on the night shift
Didn't think I'd ever make it out, out, out of the ghetto

But we finally made it, stay dedicated to the music we made, yeah
Now it's on Bone Thug, leave alone, came back the next year
Number 1 platinum song it blew up from the door

And what do you know? Eazy, rest his soul
Left us in the mess, I don't regret it but we better get up
And get it, go, everythang's gon' wrong, especially Bone

It never been right, I knew it woulda been on
We woulda been tight
We would of been in the zone ridin' so high
Up in the game five, thugs, lye

See we used to love makin' music
We was always in the studio, groovin'
We kept it movin', we was ready to do it right
But you know I'm goin' through it
And ain't feelin' this rap thing right now

They got me trippin' ready to flip
They got me trippin' ready to come get my chips
They got me trippin' loadin' the clips
They trippin', Lord, I feel like I'm losin' it right now
Right now, now, now

So take, take me home 'cause I don't remember
Take, take me home 'cause I don't remember

I'll never give in, I'll never give up, I'll let 'em live in, they sinnin'
They pretend to be tough, pretend to be blessed
They want money and women, it's never enough
They in a rush hope nobody knows just too much

You better be good, you know up in the hood it's so
We give 'em the dough, fired out, laughin' up
When niggas died, niggas brought around nasty junk
And to the grave, I been one of the brave

Not one of the slaves, one of the paid
And I'll be one of the same, stay hatin' the fake
On the television runnin' 'round
Tellin' niggas be ready for hate

Guard Leathafce and the grin right up under my face
I steady debate the pain that I bring with hate
Sweet as the cake, I take another puff and shake
The smell of right it's all about guarding, guard the weak

Lost mommy, poppy left home, I miss Wish' Uncle Charlie
Sit list in the back tellin' his selection, his date is probably
Probably my mommy, song, cryin' for the life of you gone
Just me and my destiny, let's roll, let's roll

Take, take me home 'cause I don't remember
Take, take me home 'cause I don't remember

When I lost my Uncle Charle a part of me went wrong
And it happened when the Bone was comin' up so strong
We just wanted him to see what we do
You motivated us at the shows we see too

And I really hope you live through what we spit on the song
You might have through somethin' hopin' nothin' like Bone
Like one said we'll never make it, like two, thirty mil in they faces

And I really thought it was over put us on and you left
Crossed over, back to the hood we souljahs
The music nigga make it back, scandalous
But faith kicked in and the world shows and we winnin' now

Gotta keep it comin' fool in my baby's mouth
And things have changed like relationships
Ain't did nothin', now you wanna flip

Suin' people thangs you would've never made on your own
Now I wanna stay, watch thug niggas leave the hood
Bye, think I'm home
Stick in the hood, mess with scrubs, it'll all be gone

You can really help a busta if it ain't meant to be
Wit a little ooh wee, wit a little ooh wee
I'm tired of tryin' to help these thugs
Lord, just guide em' home, guide 'em home

So take, take me home 'cause I don't remember
Take, take me home 'cause I don't remember
Oh, Lord, take, take me home 'cause I don't remember
Take, take me home 'cause I don't remember

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Priests And Paramedics - Lyrics - Pedro The Lion

Title: Priests And Paramedics
Artist: Pedro The Lion
Composer(s): David Shannon Bazan

Lyric:
Paramedics brave and strong
Up before the break of dawn
Putting poker faces on
Broken bodies all day long

The neighbors heard a fight
Someone had a knife
It must have been the wife
Husband's lost a lot of blood
He wakes up screaming "oh my God
Am I gonna die, am I gonna die?"
As they strapped his arms down to his sides
Times like these they've been taught to lie
"Buddy just calm down. You'll be alright"

Several friends came to his grave
His children were so well behaved
As the priest got up to speak
The assembly craved relief
But he himself had given up
So instead he offered them this bitter cup

"You're gonna die
We're all gonna die
Could be twenty years
Could be tonight
Lately I have been wondering why
We go to so much trouble
To postpone the unavoidable
And prolong the pain of being alive"

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For The Babies - Lyrics - Damian "Junior Gong" Marley

Title: For The Babies
Artist: Damian "Junior Gong" Marley
Composer(s): Stephen Marley, Damian Robert Nes Marley

Lyric:
This is real, this is real

Now I see them giving the woman abortion to kill another baby
Miscarriage and misfortune and premature crack baby
Strength of Rastafari, I?m hoping someday
Maybe they don?t obey their parents, maybe they will obey me

Future for the babies, hopes for the babies
Tomorrow for the babies, no sorrow for the babies
Babies having babies, raising our babies
All of these young ladies, give them thanks and praises

How long can she take it? Dreams are full of maybes
Will she ever make it? Hustles on a daily, in the club a shake it
Strip down ?til she naked, don?t ever mistake it
Much too real to fake it, need it then, she?ll take it

She?ll do it for the babies, a mother?s love is sacred
Now you don?t ever fail me

A woman needs caring, sharing, love all the time
(No, don?t you ever fail me)
A child needs loving, caring

Is there no other option than adoption for you babies
You?re raffling and jacketing and auctioning your babies
Strength of Rastafari, I?m hoping someday
Maybe they don?t obey their parents, maybe they will obey me

Cowards play the game thing, fathers do the brave thing
And that?s participating, he keeps on concentrating
There is no debating, no running away thing
A new life is awakening from his ejaculating

It?s in the oven baking, takes two for the making
He?s right there through the cravings and early morning waking
School and educating, sports and recreating
Karate and ballet thing, teenager of today thing

Fathers still relating, still communicating
And they?ll always embrace him, 'cause they cannot replace him

A woman needs caring, sharing, love all the time
(No, don?t you ever fail me)
A child needs loving, caring

And always do your best to keep a promise to your babies
And if you can?t be good, at least be honest to your babies
The strength of Rastafari, I?m hoping someday
Maybe, they don?t obey their parents, maybe they will obey me

History of the babies, beginning of the ages
You?re flipping through the pages, and up and through the 80?s
Some are gang related, drug affiliated
Some intoxicated, headed for the snake pit

And Papa?s locked in cages and Mama?s lacking wages
And this is what they?re faced with upon a daily basis
Bleaching out dem faces, running from dem races
Shooting up dem places, killing other babies

As bitter as the taste is and words cannot explain it
Just walk the narrow pavement and speak of love, not hatred

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Please Heart, You'Re Killing Me - Lyrics - Eleanor Mcevoy

Title: Please Heart, You'Re Killing Me
Artist: Eleanor Mcevoy
Composer(s): Rodney Crowell, Eleanor Mcevoy

Lyric:
Cafe windows, street lamps
Neon lights ablaze that shine all over town
In brilliant conversation, with somebody new
He?s out there showin? ?round

Please, heart, you?re killing me

I?m lost among the faces
Where a sideways glance says romance on a whim
Pretty boys with blue eyes
Smilin? stylin? just reminding me of him

Please, heart, you?re killing me
Please, heart, you?re killing me

Can?t go out at night
Can?t stay here at home
Can?t go anywhere
?Cause he?ll be there

Can?t get out of bed
Can?t get any sleep
Can?t do anything
What does he care?
Does he care?

Everywhere I turn, I see
The past jump out in front of me "hello"
Someone?s got it in for me
This whole damn town has secrets I don?t know

Please, heart, you?re killing me
Please, heart, you?re killing me

Four a.m. I brave the cold
The garbage trucks are on a roll, "surprise"
A vision through the subway steam
I see him and I can?t believe my eyes

Please, heart, you?re killing me
Please, heart, you?re killing me
You?re killing me, you?re killing me
You?re killing me, stop killing me

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