Dancing Through Sunday - Lyrics - Sing the Sorrow - Afi

Title: Dancing Through Sunday
Album: Sing the Sorrow
Artist: Afi
Composer(s): Jade Puget, Adam Carson, David Marchand, Hunter Burgan

Lyric:
Will you join me in this dance, dance of misery
Cradled in imposs impossibility?
Swooning, I am swept away
Swept off my feet, with step by step by step
We take the lead as drop by drop, start to bleed

(Oh, we dance in misery)
And we dance on and we dance on
(Oh, we dance in misery)
All lost in the arms of our misery, oh
(Oh, we dance in misery)
And we dance on and we dance on
Swept off our feet by our misery, we're swept into shadows

Will you lend yourself to beauty that will horrify?
Let me hide within your black, the still inside your eyes
Deafened, caught within a cry
So sensual as step by step by step I seperate
As breath to breath, as I suffocate

(Oh, we dance in misery)
And we dance on, and we dance on
(Oh, we dance in misery)
All lost in the arms of our misery, oh
(Oh, we dance in misery)
And we dance on, and we dance on
Swept off our feet by our misery, we're swept into shadows

An' so who will follow? Who is the lead?
I know I'll leave a stain because I bleed
As we dance, we all dance
We all have no chance in this horrid romance

I quit
(Oh, we dance in misery)
And we dance on and we dance on
(Oh, we dance in misery)
All lost in the arms of our misery, oh
(Oh, we dance in misery)
And we dance on and we dance on
Swept off our feet by our misery, we're swept into shadows
Swept off our feet by our misery, we're swept into shadows
Yeah!

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Juliet - Lyrics - Modern Talking

Title: Juliet
Artist: Modern Talking
Composer(s): Dieter Bohlen

Lyric:
In the disco light, in the disco light

Oh, I walked through the party in the disco light
Saturday is calling and I'm feeling alright
And I get tired of being alone
She has my heart but she has no home

And I tried, tried, tried it again
Buy her a drink, wanna be her man
Heijo, oh, high and low
Oh, my baby, come, let's go

Oh, Ju-Juliet, all the things you do
They drive me mad, Ju-Ju-Juliet
Baby, I can't get you out of my head

I love the nightlife, the crazy nightlife
In the disco light, baby
I love the nightlife, the crazy nightlife
Oh, keep on dancing, lady

And we walked to my house, it was late at night
Sunday was calling, see the morning light
Tired of being with this girl
She's so complicated, doesn't fit in my world

And I try, try to send her home
Called her a taxi, wanna be alone
Heijo, oh, high and low
Oh, my baby, oh, please go

Oh, Ju-Juliet, all the things you do
They drive me mad, Ju-Ju-Juliet
Baby, I can't get you out of my head

I love the nightlife, the crazy nightlife
In the disco light, baby
I love the nightlife, the crazy nightlife
Oh, keep on dancing, lady

Keep on dancing, lady
In the wake of light, disco light
In the disco light keep on dancing, lady
Get going, right

I love the nightlife, the crazy nightlife
In the disco light
I love the nightlife, the crazy nightlife
Oh, keep on dancing, lady

I love the nightlife, the crazy nightlife
In the disco light, baby
I love the nightlife, the crazy nightlife
Oh, keep on dancing, lady

I love the nightlife, the crazy nightlife
In the disco light
I love the nightlife, the crazy nightlife
Oh, keep on dancing, lady

Discolight, in the disco light, baby
In the disco light

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Good Man - Lyrics - Burlap To Cashmere

Title: Good Man
Artist: Burlap To Cashmere
Composer(s): Johnny Philippidis, Jameson Ernest, Steven Delopoulos

Lyric:
He was walking down the highway
And you saw him straggling along
And you reached out
Opened up your door
And you gave him a ride
To your heavenly home

God his mother, she won't listen
And his father hated his old man
But you listened to his feelings
And your eyes consistently understand
Yes, your eyes consistently understand

He was a good man
He lived a good life
He was a good man
He lived a good life
But he was dancing to the bright lights
He was dying for some love

Well, you see him with his guitar
Down the highway, he would walk along
Singin' old songs, singin' Sunday blues
But his school bells were his only song
Yes his school bells were his only song

Through the fire, through the lying sun
Through the smoke and fog
Through the day that's done
There was strength there
There was hope alive
There were strings of peace
From the other side
There were strings of peace
From the other side

He was a good man
He lived a good life
He was a good man
He lived a good life
But he was dancing to the bright lights
He was dying for some love

Don't you see he's falling away
Thank God for the love that you gave
Only love can put out a fire
And only love was calling him
Higher and higher

He was a good man
He lived a good life
He was a good man
He lived a good life
But he was dancing to the bright lights
He was dying for some love

He was a good man
He lived a good life
He was a good man
He lived a good life
And you were right there, for the hard times
You were there again and again
Again and again, again and again

He was walking
Down the highway
Give him a ride to your heavenly home
Give him the ride to your heavenly home

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The First Big Weekend - Lyrics - Arab Strap

Title: The First Big Weekend
Artist: Arab Strap
Composer(s): Malcolm Bruce Middleton, Aidan John Moffat

Lyric:
So that was the first big weekend of the summer
Starts thursday as usual with the canteen quiz and again no-one wins the big cash prize
Later I do my sound bloke routine by approaching gina's new boyfriend to say that he shouldn't feel
Hered

Then on friday night we went through to the arches
There was only one car going so some of us had to get the train. we got through quite late. then we
There was no problems getting in - we saw some others waiting down the front of the queue so we skip
It was a good night - everyone was nutted and I ended up dancing with some blonde girl
I thought she had been quite pretty until last night when matthew informed me that she had, in fact

When the club finished we wandered the streets for a while until we got to this 24-hour cafe
I didn't like the look of it so we left and got a taxi back to morag's flat
I couldn't sleep so I sat about drinking someone else's strawberry tonic wine and tried to keep ever

Then at ten o'clock in the morning we went downstairs to buy some drink. we had intended to watch th
That england had won two-nil
Then we went to get the train home and had a few in the station bar
We had some stuff left from the previous night's supplies so when we got home we decided to go down
Same story as friday - lots of hugging, lots of dancing etc. etc
I couldn't sleep again so went to the park to look at the toon, taking a detour through the playpark
To get in we had to climb over a ten foot steel fence, which resulted in severe bruising of our hand
Doubles up as a urinal for drunk teens
Then we walked through the woods to have a look at the toon. big disappointment, but the mist on the

Sunday afternoon we go up to john's with a lot of beer in time to watch the simpsons - it was a real
Quite moving at the end and to tell you the truth my eyes were a bit damp
Then we watched these young girls in swimsuits have a water fight in the street
We went up to the pub about ten
It was busy for a sunday night, lots of people we know, including my first ever girlfriend who I sti
She's probably still a bitch, anyway
Her friend gillian was there, I had a chat with her, she was still quite pleasant
At the same time I watched malcolm make some terrible attempt to try and chat up a girl we know call

I couldn't sleep again that night, thanks to some seriously disturbing nightmares matthew says I s
"Went out for the weekend, it lasted for ever, high with our friends it's officially summer."

I got some sleep eventually on monday afternoon
It was a beautiful day, and later that evening malcolm introduced me to the power of merrydown - ?1
Judith and laura came round later and we sat in my back garden and drank
Then matthew came round and we went up the town
It's officially summer

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Emergency - Lyrics - Kool &Amp; The Gang

Title: Emergency
Artist: Kool &Amp; The Gang
Composer(s): George Brown, Robert Spike Mickens, Claydes Smith, Robert Bell, Ronald Bell, Curtis Williams, James L. Bonnefond, Dennis Thomas, Michael Ray, James Taylor, Clifford Alanza Adams

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Lyric:
I need a taxi, she's so hot fresh
In the serious love reaction
Give it to me 'cause I need your love
Woman heal me, feel my heart beat

Keep this body from a dangerous over heat
Give it to me 'cause I need your love
Emergency, emergency
I need love, I need you, I need a cure, what should I do?
Give it to me, urgent, your love, emergency

Sunday, I'm growing so strong
With every touch, baby
Of your electric body
You rescued me from the fire of heart-break

And you knew just what I should take
Thank you girl for my survival
And a love so strong, you feel so good
It's so much more than physical

Everything is, oh, so beautiful
Girl, I need deep in my system

Love your cool and so a dripping
Give it to me, urgent
'Cause I need your love
Emergency, emergency
Sweet sensations dancing through us
As we're making love

Give it to me, urgent, I need your love, baby
Emergency, emergency
You energize me, standing beside me

Love and affection, give satisfaction
Give it to me, emergency, emergency

Sunday, I'm growing so strong
You energize me, standing beside me

Love and affection give satisfaction
Give it to me, urgent, I need your love, baby
Emergency, emergency

Emergency, urgent
Emergency, as we're making love
Give it to me, urgent 'cause I need your love
Emergency, emergency
You energize me, standing beside me

Love and affection give satisfaction

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The Last Jesus - Lyrics - Fight of My Life - Kirk Franklin

Title: The Last Jesus
Album: Fight of My Life
Artist: Kirk Franklin
Composer(s): Kirk Franklin

Lyric:
I see You, I need You but I don't know Your name
I touch You, say I love You, but that's all You get for today
It's easy, so easy to tell You it's gon? be okay
When I don't walk in His shoes, haven't been through
What You've been through, instead I push You away

Sunday everyone looks like You
But if our lives are cold inside tell me what's the use

If I say I love Jesus, but You can't see my Jesus
My words are empty, if they can't see Jesus in me
No more excuses, I give myself away
Because I may be the only Jesus they see

Too busy, forgive me, I've got problems of my own
It's easier to say Your help is on the way
But I was Your help all along
We're shouting, we're dancing, but can the world see a change

Am I just too selfish to see
The love they need You put it inside of me?

If I say I love Jesus, but You can't see my Jesus
My words are empty, if they can't see Jesus in me
No more excuses, I give myself away
Because I may be the only Jesus they see

If we say we love Jesus, but they can't see our Jesus
Tell me what's the use if they can't see Jesus in you and me
No more excuses, we give it all away
Because we may be the only Jesus they see

If I am Your hands and Your feet
And if Your church is built inside of me
Where did we go wrong? We been here too long
We can't see Your face anymore, it's not the same anymore

Have mercy on us, Jesus, please forgive us, Jesus
I lost my purpose, if they can't see You in me
See I lied too long and I change it all today
Because I maybe, because I maybe

If we say we love Jesus, but they can't see our Jesus
Tell me what's the use if they can't see Jesus in you and me
No more excuses, we give it all away
Because we may be the only Jesus they see

The only Jesus they see
The only Jesus they see
The only Jesus they see

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Los Angeles - Lyrics - Saturday Nights and Sunday Mornings - Counting Crows

Title: Los Angeles
Album: Saturday Nights and Sunday Mornings
Artist: Counting Crows
Composer(s): Adam Fredric Duritz

Lyric:
Dancing like the nights are down in Nashville
But I seem to know the ghosts who like to run
I got a call to go to a late night picture show
So I traded in the darkness and I'm already glad, I'm already there
And I'm trying to make some friends

So if you see that movie star and me
If you see my picture in a magazine
Or if you fall asleep by the bedroom TV
Well honey, I'm just trying to make some sense outta me

I left a lot of ghosts in San Francisco
And now you wanna say you see through me
But what you wanna see ain't your memories of me
So why you turn around tonight but I'm already there, I'm already there
And I'm just trying to make some friends

So if you see that movie star and me
If you should see my picture in a magazine
Or if you fall asleep while you're watching TV
Well honey, I'm just trying to make some sense in Los Angeles

Boston gets cold this time of year
It seems like each day just leaves me numb
I gotta get out of here and go walking in the sun

Well, if you see that movie star and me
If you should see my picture in a magazine
Or if you fall asleep by the bedroom TV
But honey, I'm just trying to make some sense
Honey, I'm just trying to make some friends
Well baby, I'm not trying to make amends
For coming to Los Angeles, oh, Los Angeles

No more Boston, no more Nashville, no more Oakland
Oh baby, come on out to the sea
Come on, take a walk down Sunset with me

Oh, we're gonna get drunk, find us some skinny girls
And go street walking, street walking, baby
Oh, in Los Angeles, street walking, baby

And man, it's a really good place to find yourself a taco

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Acid - Lyrics - Doubt Me Now - Lil Wyte

Title: Acid
Album: Doubt Me Now
Artist: Lil Wyte
Composer(s): Paul Beauregard, Jordan Houston, Patrick Dhane Lanshaw

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Lyric:
Well, I been trippin' for 10 hours on 3 hits of liquid microdot
(I'm on acid, acid)
Gettin' chased around the car by some midgets in the parking lot
(I'm on acid, acid)

Eatin' doritos through a tree, a million spiders after me
(I'm on acid, acid)
I'm runnin' around havin' a fit on myself, I'm about ta shit
(I'm on acid, acid)

Can you imagine feelin' all calm
Then all of the sudden, your fingers get numb?
Knees start freezin', what is the season?
Where we at? And why we leavin'?

Trees are shrinkin', turnin' plants ta roots
And roots back inta seeds
And clowns are changin', comin' at me
Different directions, now I'm freakin'

Hoe's are rakin', body shakin', Mane, I thought it was some crack
Called the fire department, told 'em I had a flame upon my back
This shit's crazy, plus enable, raisans dancing on the table
There's the horse, we got a horse, yeah we do and I seen the stable

Quit yo flaugin', I ain't flaugin', got a beat in who ya talkin' to
I'm talkin' to you, talkin' to me
Listenin' 'cause I have you and I have to
Be kinda smart to even catch that

I might be trippin' but the pimpin' grippin' gatta spit that
With no expectancy I made a party from a rivalry
Accidently, kicked then tripped the beef when he had ran by me
Fuck police, we gon' sanish this trick too well
As the 50 shot of purple microdot, you will be gone a week

20-20 vision blur and can't even feel the syrup
(I'm on acid, acid)
I can smoke a pound of dro, drink myself unda the flo'
(I'm on acid, acid)

Put the straw up ta your nose, take the blow straight ta your dome
(I'm on acid, acid)
You passin' out in my front yard, throwin' up on Xanax bars
(I'm on acid, acid)

Well, I wishin' I was sober, feel the shit from head ta shoulders
This ain't even halfway over, it's the part, I'm waitin' ta show ya
Laughin' long time like hyenas, laughed a long time at vienas
In the can or out the can, they still look like a can a penis

I'm the meanest, acid-takin', down-south-cracka on the mic
Change start crankin', gotcha thinkin', good trip gon' turn ta a fright
Bubble poppin', trails are watchin'', foes done cross the fuckin' room
My dogs came in the den and made a mess
And then that's for the broom

Now I'm 'bouta hit the sack 'cause I can't take this shit no more
Relax my mind, take a deep breath and let my head sink in pillow
Take a seven hour nap, wake up seven minutes later
This the greatest drug the seventies is ever fucking gave us

Yes, it's major don't be playin', when you drop it will hit ya
If it's gel caps or liquid, microdots yes, I'm wit'cha
And I'm flippin' cross the roll, visual contact lightning globe
The space ship I'm flying landed in the Bay, I have ta go

By now, I'm weak in some pain and my body's feelin drained
(I'm on acid, acid)
Comin' down upon my trip and my skin's abouta rip
(I'm on acid, acid)

I'll prolly sleep till Thursday and it's only Sunday
(I'm on acid, acid)
Wakin' up on that Thursday to have another Saturday
(I'm on acid, acid)

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Acid 2004/5 - Lyrics - Phinally Phamous - Lil Wyte

Title: Acid 2004/5
Album: Phinally Phamous
Artist: Lil Wyte
Composer(s): Paul Beauregard, Jordan Houston, Patrick Dhane Lanshaw

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Lyric:
Well, I've been tripping for ten hours
On three hits of liquid microdot
I'm on acid
Man, what's this suppose to do to us anyway man?

Getting chased around the car
By some midgets in the parking lot
I'm on acid
Hey, is that midget coming over here?

Eating doritos through a tree
A million spiders after me
I'm on acid
Oh come on, I bet you can't eat just one

I'm running around having a fit
On myself I'm 'bout to shit
I'm on acid
Man, I gotta get to a toilet Dogg

Could you imagine feeling all confident
All of a sudden your fingers get

Please stop freezing
What is the season?
Where are we at?
And why are we leaving?

Trees are shrinking, turning past the roots
And roots back into season
Clouds are changing coming at me
Different directions now I'm freaking

Toes are raking, body shaking
Man I thought it was some crack
Called the fire department
Told them I had a flame up on my back

This is crazy busting able
Raisons dancing on the table
There's a horse we gotta horse
Yeah, we do and I've seen the stable

Quit your flogging, I ain't flogging
Gotta be then who you talking to?
I'm talking to you talking to me listen
'Cause if you and I have to be kinda smart to even catch
That I might be tripping but the pimpin', grippin' gotta spit that

With no expecticy I made a party from a robbery
Accidently kicked and tripped the thief when he had ran by me
Fuck police we gonna send this district into LSD

Take this shot of purple microdot
You will be gone a week

20/20 vision blurred
And can't even feel the syrup
I'm on acid
Man, I can't believe this stuff is stronger then that syrup

I can smoke a pound of dro
Drink myself under the floor
I'm on acid
I can't even feel none of these beers man my eyes ain't real

Put the straw up to your nose
Take the blow straight to your dome
I'm on acid
Don't even mess with that snort Dogg, I'm trippin'

Your passing on in my front yard
Throwing up off zanex bars
I'm on acid
Look like you took about one two many of them pills

Well, I'm wishing I was sober
Feel the shit from head to shoulders
This ain't even half way over
It's the part I'm waiting to show ya

Laughing long time like Hyenas
Laugh a long time at mienas
In the can or out the can
They still look like a can of peanuts

I'm the meanest acid taker
Down south cracker on the mike
Chainsaw crankin', gotcha thinking
Good trick gone turned to a fright

Bubble popping, trails are watching
From across the fucking room
A dog came in the den and made a mess
And then asked for the broom

Now I'm 'bout to hit the sack
'Cause I can't take this shit no more
Relax my mind, take a deep breath
And let my head sink in pillow

Take a seven hour nap, wake up seven minutes later
It's the greatest drug the 70's has ever fucking gave us
Yes it's major, don't be playing when you drop it, it will hit ya
If it's gel caps or liquid microdots, yes I'm with ya

And I'm flipping cross the row
Visual contact, lighting glow
The spaceship I'm flying landed in the bay
I have to go

By now I'm weak, in some pain
And my bodies feeling drained
I'm on acid
Man, I feel like a can even walk no more

Coming down off of my trip
And my skins about to rip
I'm on acid
I can feel my hands hurting

I'll probably sleep till Thursday
And it's only Sunday
I'm on acid
I can't wait to hit my bed man

Waking up on that Thursday
To have another Saturday
I'm on acid
Man, I can't wait till I pass some more of that shit

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