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 Way - Lyrics - Bridge - Blues Traveler

Title: The Way
Album: Bridge
Artist: Blues Traveler
Composer(s): John Popper

Lyric:
Nobody told me it would be good
But I still wanted it to be
Do your homework like you should
Hoping something sets you free, what'll it be

Afraid of ultimate decay
Never stopping but to rust
Eager to get it underway
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, if you must

And if you want to worship truth
Be it medicine, meditation
Or God on the evening news
Or a fairy tale I might sing to you

But as you learn you will increase
You will affect your own release
A million ways to hear its voice
And in the end you've got no choice

You will finally feel aware
Of what you're part of everywhere
And there's an answer when you pray
The way of things, there is a way
The way of things, there is a way

You tell me god is dead
Well, I say God always was life and death
Living and dying all at once
That's all it ever does

Could be god is our idea
And ideas never die
Created in its image
We seek its light from up on high, give it a try

And if you want to worship truth
Be it medicine, meditation
Or God on the evening news
Or a fairy tale I might sing to you

But as you learn you will increase
You will affect your own release
A million ways to hear its voice
And in the end you've got no choice

You will finally feel aware
Of what you're part of everywhere
And there's an answer when you pray
The way of things, there is a way
The way of things, there is a way

I wanna try to play the way
Like R2-D2 squeaks and beeps and tells me everything
You know there's so much else to say
That the only way to even try is to just to start your riffing

Is it the chicken or the egg
It's the very notion to even try to figure out which one came first
I hate to see somebody beg
The infinite eternal chase, the quenching of the thirst

And if you want to worship truth
Be it medicine, meditation
Or God on the evening news
Or a fairy tale I might sing to you

But as you learn you will increase
You will affect your own release
A million ways to hear its voice
And in the end you've got no choice

You will finally feel aware
Of what you're part of everywhere
And there's an answer when you pray
The way of things, there is a way
The way of things, there is a way

There is a way
There is a way
There is a way

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Lo - Evening News - Lyrics - Cee-Lo Green Is The Soul Machine - Cee

Title: Lo - Evening News
Album: Cee-Lo Green Is The Soul Machine
Artist: Cee
Composer(s): Christopher E Martin, Johnny Dankworth, Thomas Decarlo Callaway

Lyric:
And now, the night time

Late in the evening, there is the thieving and the trickin'
And the trappin' and they ain't actin'
We make it happen, we'll get the guns on anyone's
And get to clappin' even for rappin'

Does it surprise ya? We'll readjust
And reconcile and recognize up that I'm a writer
Oh yes I write up, now open wide
And let me put the night inside ya

This is music usually confused with major motion picture
No one is stricter about it being status for scripture
No put on your gut is goin', you're wearin' what don't fit ya
You better run little one, 'cause the rhythm's gonna getcha

And when it hits ya, it usually hits somebody with ya
Make 'em risk a total eclipse of sun to get richer
Baby, a little time and something fine that'll fix ya
With shield love you forgot to remember to miss the

The nightlife, the dark side of the city
Gon' be on 24 inches, and be defenseless
The nightlife, the dark side of my heart
Where no one really knows you and no one supposed you

The nightlife, the dark side of my soul
Where if somebody crossed you, kill 'em up off you
The nightlife, the dark side of the moon
Where the sun is scared to come, give me some

Take me where the darkness is still beautiful
Wanna go, wanna go, wanna go
Wanna know, wanna go, wanna go
Wanna go, wanna go, wanna go
Wanna know, wanna go, wanna go

Give me the night
The night is gonna getcha, ahh it's gonna getcha
The night is gonna getcha, ahh it's gonna getcha
Give me the night
The night is gonna getcha, ahh it's gonna getcha
The night is gonna getcha, ahh it's gonna getcha

Give me the night
The night is gonna getcha, ahh it's gonna getcha
The night is gonna getcha, hey it's gonna getcha
Give me the night
The night is gonna getcha, ahh it's gonna getcha

I'll be your lady, farewell the friend
I'll be honest and I'll pretend
I'll act like I love ya, I'll act like I love ya
You gotta listen to me now

Give me some now

Take me where the darkness is still beautiful

I've been runnin' since rock box, I've cocked locks
And locked blocks, and rocked rocks, and dropped tops
The obviously odd, five foot six inch guard in the flesh
I've been the best, I'll get in your chest and in the mess

In your vest and out your back without even getting out the 'llac
I lied about how I really handled that situation about the AK
I'll hit back if your lead was the only collateral you got I'll get back
Now get flat, say a prayer 'cause shorty want this s*** back, sit back

This chit-chat is pitch black but you can still see what I'm sayin'
And heavy is how I weigh in, niggaz love singin' sad songs
About how bad they want to stay in, either hold out on basketball playin'
Or make use of some yay' then

Lord shooo feel good to me, I promise, I promise
Not to ever, ever leave this night life alone
This me, me too, this me and me three
Have mercy

Take me where the darkness is still beautiful
Wanna go, wanna go, wanna go
Wanna know, wanna go, wanna go
Wanna go, wanna go, wanna go
Wanna know, wanna go, wanna go

Give me the night
The night is gonna getcha, ahh it's gonna getcha
The night is gonna getcha, ahh it's gonna getcha
Give me the night
The night is gonna getcha, ahh it's gonna getcha
The night is gonna getcha, ahh it's gonna getcha

Give me the night
The night is gonna getcha, ahh it's gonna getcha
The night is gonna getcha, hey it's gonna getcha
Give me the night
The night is gonna getcha, ahh it's gonna getcha
It's gonna getcha

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Doctor Jeep (Extended Version) (Bonus Track) - Lyrics - Merciful Release - Sisters Of Mercy

Title: Doctor Jeep (Extended Version) (Bonus Track)
Album: Merciful Release
Artist: Sisters Of Mercy
Composer(s): Andreas Bruhn, Andrew Eldritch

Lyric:
Everybody shouts on, "I love Lucy"
Pee Wee reads the evening news
A pre-owned song or a second-hand Uzi
Everybody got a job to lose

Here come the golden oldies
Here come the Hizbollah
Businessmen from South Miami
Humming an AOR

Meanwhile

I like Cal and his dog Napalm
I like Ike and his itty-bitty A-bomb
Everybody got one, I want mine
You can order it up on Channel Nine

Meanwhile, in the Sheraton
Doctor Jeep plays on and on and on

There was a time but it's long gone
Janie got a crush on the Viet Cong
Burning through downtown Saigon
But me, I'm sold down the Mekong

Meanwhile, in the Sheraton
Doctor Jeep plays on and on and on

Guns and cars and accidents
The threatened witness, my defence
You can sell one another for fifteen cents
Well bye-bye mother, it's common sense

Meanwhile, in the Sheraton
Doctor Jeep plays on and on and on

Everybody shouts on, "I love Lucy"
Pee Wee reads the evening news
A pre-owned song or a second-hand Uzi
Everybody got a job to lose

Here come the golden oldies
Here come the Hizbollah
Businessmen from South Miami
Humming an AOR

Meanwhile, meanwhile
Doctor Jeep plays on and on and on

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Until It Happens To You - Lyrics - Underground Network - Anti Flag

Title: Until It Happens To You
Album: Underground Network
Artist: Anti Flag
Composer(s): Christopher Mark Head, Justin Cathal Geever, Patrick Christ Bollinger, Christopher Lee Barker

Lyric:
You walk past an activist, who is talking on the street
About political prisoners, locked up in your own home state
And you think for just a minute, you think for just a second
Then you say, "That can't be true!
'Cause I live in the land of freedom where no one gets a screw!"

You turn your face, you turn your back
You say, "That can't be true!"
You stay safe lost in your prefab world
'Cause you're sure it won't happen to you
You're sure it won't happen to you
Just wait till it happens to you!

You heard it everyday, since the first day of your life
But you never stopped to think, what you heard was full of lies
You can't question for a minute, can't question for a second
'Cause you're nothing but a tool
Who's blueprints are tailored and fashioned
Each night by the evening news

You turn your face, you turn your back
You say, "That can't be true!"
You stay safe lost in your prefab world
'Cause you're sure it won't happen to you
You're sure it won't happen to you
Just wait till it happens to you!

You could stand on the street, talk 'til you're blue in the face
And they would not make you stop 'cause you have no power base
But if Dan Rather got on the Evening News
And said, "It?s time for revolution!"
The F.B.I. would fuck him up so bad
He?d wish he wasn't living!

They call it America, 'Land of the free, home of the brave'
And they call it America, 'Land of the free, home of the brave'
Yeah, they call it America, 'Land of the free, home of the brave'
More to the truth it's a murderer, it's the land of the enslaved!
Enslaved, enslaved, enslaved, enslaved, enslaved

You turn your face, you turn your back
You say, "That can't be true!"
You stay safe lost in your prefab world
'Cause you're sure it won't happen to you
You're sure it won't happen to you
You?re sure it won?t happen to
Sure it won?t happen
Sure it won?t happen to you!

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Emily - Lyrics - Adam Green

Title: Emily
Artist: Adam Green
Composer(s): Adam Green

Lyric:
I just don't care about the evening news
I never listen to the crack house blues
They say the city is the place to be
I wanna dance with Emily

Everybody come around the window shop
I guess they never seen the moves I got
I wanna be with what the people see
I wanna dance with Emily

Emily, sweet baby, won't you be my wife
Cutting me wide open with a kitchen knife
Everybody said that she is underage
Honky tried to shoot me with a 7 gage

Now I got the cookies that your momma sent
I got permission from the government
Someone should mention to the minister
Now I gotta dance with Jennifer

Jenny's got a mouse hole full of pigeon scum
On top a mountain made of bubble gum
Don't understand what all the grief is for
Now I gotta dance with Eleanor

Eleanor, I wonder if we grew too slow
Straight down the hatch beneath the streetlight's glow
Baby when I get you on that Persian rug
That's the kind of movie that I'm dreaming of

I'll tell you something that you'd think I know
I got two tickets to the sold out show
Some of the fellas like to think I'm Greek
I wanna love you maybe three days a week

Oh, I just don't care about the evening news
I never listen to the crack house blues
I wanna be with what the people see
I wanna dance with Emily, I wanna dance with Emily

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It'S All Too Much - Lyrics - Joe Jackson

Title: It'S All Too Much
Artist: Joe Jackson
Composer(s): Joe Jackson

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Lyric:
Some days I can't get started
Wondering which shoe to put on first
Or should I brush my teeth
Before or after I put on my shirt

So many big decisions
Boiled or scrambled, fried or even raw
I'm so damn open-minded
Used to think I'm lucky but I'm cursed
I'm cursed

I hate this supermarket
But I have to say it makes me think
A hundred mineral waters
Fun to guess which ones are safe to drink

Two hundreds brands of cookies
87 kinds of chocolate chip
They say that choice is freedom
I'm so free it drives me to the brink

And you know why it's all too much

It's all too much for me to bear
What kind of shampoo suits my hair
It's just too much for me to do
(Struggle through)
Especially without you
Please come home
Honey, please come home

I read the morning paper
But it all changes by the evening news
The world got so much smaller
I don't know which piece of it to choose
I'd like to fight apartheid

Wish that I could fight the guy upstairs
I'd solve a dozen cases
If only there weren't so many clues
So many clues

What shall we do this evening
Send out for some sushi and champagne
Stay in and watch TV
50 channels can't all be the same

Maybe go to a movie
50 films on 50 tiny screens
They say that choice is freedom
I'm so free it's driving me insane

And you know why it's all too much

It's all too much for me to stand
So much supply and no demand
There's just too much to struggle through
Especially without you
Please come home
Honey, please come home

I'd like to get to know
All the many people I could be
If I just had the time
I'm sure I could find out which one is me

Maybe I need religion
Or meditation 'til I disappear
They say that choice is freedom
I'm so free I'm stuck in therapy

And you know why it's all too much

It's all too much for me to take
Try to be real, feel like a fake
It's just too much to follow through
Especially without you
Please come home
Honey, please come home
Won't you please come home?

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Don'T Blink - Lyrics - Just Who I Am: Poets & Pirates - Kenny Chesney

Title: Don'T Blink
Album: Just Who I Am: Poets & Pirates
Artist: Kenny Chesney
Composer(s): Casey Michael Beathard, Chris Allen Wallin

Lyric:
I turned on the evening news
Saw an old man being interviewed
Turning a hundred and two today

Asked him what's the secret to life?
He looked up from his old pipe
Laughed and said, "All I can say is

Don't blink, just like that you're six years old
And you take a nap
And you wake up and you're twenty-five
And your high school sweetheart becomes your wife

Don't blink, you just might miss
Your babies growing like mine did
Turning into moms and dads
Next thing you know your better half

Of fifty years is there in bed
And you're praying God takes you instead
Trust me friend a hundred years
Goes faster than you think, so don't blink

I was glued to my TV, when it looked
Like he looked at me and said
"Best start putting first things first"

'Cause when your hourglass runs out of sand
You can't flip it over and start again
Take every breathe God gives you for what it's worth

Don't blink, 'cause just like that you're six years old
And you take a nap
And you wake up and you're twenty-five
And your high school sweetheart becomes your wife

Don't blink, you just might miss
Your babies growing like mine did
Turning into moms and dads
Next thing you know your better half

Of fifty years is there in bed
And you're praying God takes you instead
Trust me friend a hundred years
Goes faster than you think, so don't blink

So I've been trying to slow it down
I've been trying to take it in
In this 'here today, gone tomorrow' world we're living in

So don't blink, 'cause just like that you're six years old
And you take a nap
And you wake up and you're twenty-five
And your high school sweetheart becomes your wife

Don't blink, you just might miss
Your babies growing like mine did
Turning into moms and dads
Next thing you know your better half

Of fifty years is there in bed
And you're praying God takes you instead
Trust me friend a hundred years
Goes faster than you think, so don't blink

No, don't blink
Don't blink
Life goes faster than you think
So don't blink

Life goes faster than you think
Don't blink
Don't blink
Life goes faster than you think

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Why Can'T We All Just Get A Long Neck - Lyrics - Hank Williams Jr.

Title: Why Can'T We All Just Get A Long Neck
Artist: Hank Williams Jr.
Composer(s): Chris Clark, Richard Fagan, Micheal Smotherman

Lyric:
There's crime in the city streets
Always trouble in the Middle East
How?d they let things get so out of hand?
Just watchin' the evening news
That would give anybody the blues
The more I know, I think the less I understand

Oh, why can?t we all just get a long neck
And make a toast to peace and harmony?
Why, why can?t we all just get a long neck
And see how good getting along might be?

I?d like buy the world a round
In a honky tonk on neutral ground
Where we can see, inside we?re all the same
Pop a top and let the good times pour
'Til we forget what we was fightin' for
I?ll ask again, can someone please explain?

Why can?t we all just get a long neck
And make a toast to peace and harmony?
Why, why can?t we all just get a long neck
And see how good getting along might be?

As different as we may be
We?re all one big family
If we just agree
We?re gonna disagree

Why can?t we all just get a long neck
And make a toast to peace and harmony?
Why, why can?t we all just get a long neck
And see how good getting along can be?
And see how good getting along could be?

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Reggae Radio Station - Lyrics - Third World

Title: Reggae Radio Station
Artist: Third World
Composer(s): W Stewart, W Clarke, M Cooper, S Coore, R Daley

Lyric:
You're tuned to the sound of
R E G G A E, hey

Reggae radio station
Rockin' through the nation
Reggae radio station
Rockin' through the nation

Hey, hey, radio station, play one for me
Nice of my feelings
Hey radio station, play one for me

'Cause the sound of the people in my home town
Is on every airwave at the heart of every sound
In all major capitals of the world
It's all around, everyone's lovin' it
And I'm lovin' it I hope you tune into

Reggae radio station
Rockin' through the nation
Reggae radio station
Rockin' through the nation

Now, hey, brother DJ
Play one for me
You're my selection
Spin one for me

And, what are we seeing
On the evening news
Is we reggae children
We've got the positive views

So, reggae rub, rub, rub, rub
Mek we dub, dub, dub, dub
'Cause this we know
And we don't play no war, hunger
On our baseland shore

Music and electricity
This is the blood of you and me
Tune in, brother, lend an ear
This is reggae music on the air

Every hour on the hour
Flashing from the country tower
Super kilo megawatt
Limited music power

Children sing with me
Children sing with me
Won't you stay tuned to

Reggae radio station
Rockin' through the nation
Reggae radio station
Rockin' through the nation

Reggae radio station
Rockin' through the nation
Reggae radio station
Rockin' through the nation

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Get Out Of My Mind - Lyrics - Looking For Lucky - Hootie &Amp; The Blowfish

Title: Get Out Of My Mind
Album: Looking For Lucky
Artist: Hootie &Amp; The Blowfish
Composer(s): Nicolas C Brophy, Darius Rucker

Lyric:
Last night had a crazy dream
You were everywhere it seemed
You were filling up my soul
Doin' everything to make me whole

Read about you in the Sunday paper
I saw your face on the Evening News
Now, when I woke everything was gone
And I remembered we were through
Don't come 'round here no more

Hey, get out of my mind
Then you tell me we got things to say
You come around here looking so fine
Makes it so hard to walk away

Oh, get out of my head
Because that look, they could leave me dead
And then you tell me that you love me

Remember, you were the one to leave?
I came back home and I couldn't believe
I know I would have given anything
You took it all and you made me think

Why would you leave for another man?
What does he have, Lord, that I don't have?
I see you stayin' in his fancy home
I put on Lauren and I drink alone and say
Don't come 'round here no more

Hey, get out of my mind
Then you tell me we got things to say
You come around here looking so fine
Makes it so hard to walk away

Oh, get out of my head
Because that look, they could leave me dead
And then you tell me that you love me

I'll be there for you
I remember when I said that I would
Always love you too, I lied
Don't come around no more

Hey, get out of my mind
Then you tell me we got things to say
You come around here looking so fine
Makes it so hard to walk away

Oh, get out of my head
Because that look, they might beat me dead
And then you tell me and you tell me

Hey, get out of my mind
Then you tell me we got things to say
You come around here looking so fine
Makes it so hard to walk away

Oh, get out of my head
Because that look, they could leave me dead
And then you tell me that you love me

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Southern Thing - Lyrics - Before the Robots - Better Than Ezra

Title: Southern Thing
Album: Before the Robots
Artist: Better Than Ezra
Composer(s): Kevin Griffin

Lyric:
Kelly was a blackjack dealer
Living on the Gulf of Mexico
Kelly had a taste for guns and pills
He was looking for a mark to roll

Sarah was a Kappa from Tulane
She was looking for a little change of pace
When a cop pulled 'em over on the interstate
Kelly blew that car away
(I heard him singin')

Gulf breeze on the porch
Me and my honey rockin' back and forth
Ridin' up again with my kin and friends
Underneath the yellow moon
(It's a Gas)

Sweet dream, New Orleans
Mississippi River running over me
Pretty mama come and take me by the hand
Don't mock what you don't understand, it's a southern thing
(It's a southern thing)

Now when they held up the bank in Mobile
They finally made it on the evening news
She's a Georgia peach, never within reach
He's a felon from Baton Rouge

I heard Robert Johnson playing on the steel guitar
In the heat of the Delta sun
And Kelly drove 'em back up to Memphis
To finish what the king had once begun
(Come on and sing it now)

Gulf breeze on the porch
Me and my honey rockin' back and forth
Ridin' up again with my kin and friends
Underneath the yellow moon
(It's a Gas)

Sweet dream, New Orleans
Mississippi River running over me
Pretty mama come and take me by the hand
Don't mock what you don't understand, it's a southern thing

Come on baby, now
Come on baby, now
Come on baby, now
It's a southern, it's a southern thing

Come on baby, now
Come on baby, now
Come on baby, now
It's a southern, it's a southern thing

Oo yeah

If we ever get out of here
I want you to promise me you'll go
Down to the Gulf and swim
Deep in the sea and you'll think of me
The way you used to sing that silly song to me

Sing, "M-I-crooked letter-crooked letter-humpback-humpback"
Get a little closer
"M-I-crooked letter-crooked letter-humpback-humpback"
Get a little closer

Gulf breeze on the porch
Me and my honey rockin' back and forth
Ridin' up again with my kin and friends
Underneath the yellow moon
(It's a Gas)

Sweet dream, New Orleans
Mississippi River running over me
Pretty mama come and take me by the hand
Don't mock what you don't understand, it's a southern thing

Come on baby, now
Come on baby, now
Come on baby, now
It's a southern, it's a southern thing

Come on baby, now
Come on baby, now

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Blind To The Truth - Lyrics - Dan Fogelberg

Title: Blind To The Truth
Artist: Dan Fogelberg
Composer(s): Dan Fogelberg

Lyric:
In the overcrowded cities where the nights are bright as day
You spend your weekly paycheck and turn your eyes away
From the crisis we've created with our self indulgent ways
Living like there's no tomorrow, well, that just might be the case
Now they're tearing down the forests in the jungles of Brazil
Without a second thought about the species that they kill
But extinction is forever and still the forests fall
And push it ever closer to extinction for us all

But you're so blind to the truth, blind to the truth
And you can't see nothin'
'Cause you're so blind to the truth, blind to the truth
And the Judgement Day is comin'

Now the politicians bicker on the early evening news
Pledging their allegiance to whoever they can use
And the corporate bosses snicker as they watch the profits soar
They don't care what they make next month just as long as it is more
They take our farms and marshlands, drive nature to the wall
Just so they can build another god damn shopping mall
And it doesn't seem to matter if we cannot see the stars
Just as long as they can keep on building obsolescent cars

They're so blind to the truth, blind to the truth
No they can't see nothin'
(But money, money, money, money)
'Cause you're so blind to the truth, blind to the truth
But the Judgement Day is comin'

Now you cannot drink the water and you cannot breathe the air
The sky is ripping open and you still don't seem to care
The soil is tired and toxic and unable to provide
The clock is running out and there is nowhere left to hide
Now there's laws that we must live by and they're not the laws of man
Can't you see the shadow that moves across this land?
The future is upon us and there's so much we must do
And you know I can't ignore it and, my friend, neither can you

Unless you're blind to the truth, blind to the truth
And you can't see nothin'
You're so blind to the truth, blind to the truth
But the Judgement Day is comin'

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Resignation Superman - Lyrics - Big Head Todd And The Monsters

Title: Resignation Superman
Artist: Big Head Todd And The Monsters
Composer(s): Todd Park Mohr

Lyric:
He'll come flying out of this town
Resignation Superman
And today the bad guys win
'Cause he turned his cape in, now, he says

Yes, I've turned my back on this world
Yes, I've turned my eyes from this world, oh, well

Yes, he's tired of fighting in this town
All the suffering and vice
Wants to fall in love and
Maybe settle in and live a life

Now, I've turned my back on this world
Yes, I've turned my eyes from this world

Oh, Lord, I need to believe in You now that I'm suffering
Oh, Lord, I need to receive Your hand in my heart

And he keeps an eye upon this town
Resignation Superman
And he'll keep himself amused
With the Evening News, oh, he says

And I've turned my back on this world
Yes, I've turned my eyes from this world

Now I broke my back on this world
Now I've washed my hands of this world

Oh, Lord, I need to believe in You now that I'm suffering
Oh, Lord, I need to receive Your hand in my heart

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You And I - Lyrics - Dennis Wilson

Title: You And I
Artist: Dennis Wilson
Composer(s): Gregg Jakobson, Dennis Wilson, Karen Lamm Wilson

Lyric:
I've never seen the light
That people talk about
You open up my wallet
And dust falls out

That's alright with me
Because the songs that I'll sing
Won't be blue, yeah
Cos, honey, you and I, no more lonely nights

I'll never make the headlines
Or the evening news
There won't be rags to riches
Story for me

Oh, but the songs that I sing
Won't be blue, ooh, yeah
'Cos, honey, you and I, ooh, you and I
No more lonely nights

Take me there
The truth, the faith I have in you
Yeah, yeah, yeah
It's melody

It's what we do together
My Jesus, you open up my heart
You make me laugh
When I'm feelin' down

No more lonely nights
No more lonely nights
No more lonely nights

No more lonely nights
No more lonely nights

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Meet El Presidente (7' Remix) - Lyrics - The Singles 1986-1995 [BOX SET] - Duran Duran

Title: Meet El Presidente (7' Remix)
Album: The Singles 1986-1995 [BOX SET]
Artist: Duran Duran
Composer(s): Nick Rhodes, Simon Le Bon, John Taylor

Lyric:
Miss November Tuesday
Bend your rubber rules
Take your time but don't take
Off your high heeled shoes

She's in demand at dinner time
She's on the factory wall
And when the gentlemen retire
Guess who's in control?

She blew your money
On taking a cruise
If that isn't funny
Well, watch out teacher

Ooh, ooh, when the chamber's empty
She said, "Ooh, ooh, meet El Presidente"

Dressed in flimsy clothing
Use your lipstick line
To color fear and loathing
With a pink disguise

You've never refused
When she lies back
Put a stripe on the Union
And a star in the Jack

She's on the case at dinner time
She's on the evening news
And if you dare step out of line
You're going to be abused

You may not like it
You may not be scared
But hell has no fury
Like a young girl's ego

Ooh, ooh, when the chamber's empty
She said, "Ooh, ooh, meet El Presidente"

You might adopt an attitude
Look on the moral side
But if police are after you
Where's the best place to hide?

For this production
They gave her a gun
Ain't no director
So watch out actors

Ooh, ooh, when the chamber's empty
She said, "Ooh, ooh, meet El Presidente"

Ooh, ooh, when the chamber's empty
She said, "Ooh, ooh, meet El Presidente"

Ooh, ooh, meet El Presidente
Ooh, ooh, meet El Presidente

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Life - Lyrics - Supernatural - Des'Ree

Title: Life
Album: Supernatural
Artist: Des'Ree
Composer(s): Desree Annette Weekes, Prince Sampso

Lyric:
Mmm, yeah yeah yeah
Oh yeah, yeah yeah
Oh life, oh life

I'm afraid of the dark
Especially when I'm in a park
And there's no one else around
Ooh, I get the shivers

I don't want to see a ghost
It's a sight that I fear most
I'd rather have a piece of toast
And watch the evening news

Life, oh life, oh life, oh life
Doo, doo doo doo
Life, oh life, oh life, oh life
Doo, doo doo doo

I'm a superstitious girl
I'm the worst in the world
Never walk under ladders
I keep a rabbit's tail

I'll take you up on a dare
Anytime, anywhere
Name the place, I'll be there
Bungee jumping, I don't care

Life, oh life, oh life, oh life
Doo, doo doo doo
Life, oh life, oh life, oh life
Doo, doo doo
Life, doo, doo doo
Doo, doo doo

So after all is said and done
I know I'm not the only one
Life indeed can be fun
If you really want to

Sometimes living out your dreams
Ain't as easy as it seems
You wanna fly around the world
In a beautiful balloon

Life, oh life, oh life, oh life
Doo, doo doo doo
Life, oh life, oh life, oh life
Doo, doo doo doo

Life, oh life, oh life, oh life
Doo, doo doo doo
Life, oh life, oh life, oh life
Doo, doo doo doo

Doo, doo doo doo
Doo, doo doo doo
Doo, doo doo doo
Doo, doo doo doo
Doo, doo doo doo
Oh life, oh life

Oh life, oh life, oh life, oh life
Oh life, oh life, oh life, oh life

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Tangerine - Lyrics - Buffalo Tom

Title: Tangerine
Artist: Buffalo Tom
Composer(s): Bill Janovitz, Tom Maginnis, Chris Colbourn

Lyric:
Breathless from the coffee, I drop my newspaper down
Left my eyeballs to read about some other town
Your blueberry flu and message at breakfast was nice
But when you shoot your mouth off, expect to pay the price

She's a tangerine
Made in California
She's a soul fillet
Just a little haiku
To say how much I like you
And sap your sex away

Your tar paper skin and visible beatin' heart
Your words on the paper sure gave me a start
Your huckleberry flu and one plus one is you
So if I can't be me, well I might as well be with you

She's a tangerine
Made in California
Need a soul fillet
So, baby cry your eyes out
Baby, dry your eyes out
Burn your life away

When the day came to an end, you bounced right back again
Watch an evening news show, L.A. blues again
Your California sunshine sure gives me a sweat
And your tangerine nectar's a taste I won't forget

She's a tangerine
Made in California
She's a soul fillet
I've seen you cry your eyes out
Sister, dry your eyes out
Burn your life away

It's just a little haiku
To say how much I like you
It's just a little haiku
To say how much I like you
It's just a little haiku

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Testify - Lyrics - Brave And Crazy - Melissa Etheridge

Title: Testify
Album: Brave And Crazy
Artist: Melissa Etheridge
Composer(s): Melissa Etheridge, Kevin J Mccormick

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Lyric:
Morning's hard coffee's cold
Pretending that the days mean more than getting old
Stale headlines, others drenched in pride
Marching to their drum with fear standing beside

But if I close my eyes and throw back my head
I can see his face and I hear the words he said
And my memories ache and my senses burn
Did he dream too late? Will we ever learn?

I, I want to testify, my love still lives and breathes
And my soul is screaming why, the thoughts won't let me sleep
Don't let hearts break and don't let children cry
Before it gets too late, I want to testify

I take what's said as my daily dread
I turn the page and I turn my head
I pick, I choose on the evening news
Cause by cause they fight and one by one they lose

Must I live my days in these concrete ways?
Will the fire break through this smoky haze?
And I swear tonight, I'm gonna find that place
It's not the love that dies but the understanding ways

I, I want to testify, my love still lives and breathes
And my soul is screaming why, the thoughts won't let me sleep
Don't let hearts break and don't let children cry
Before it gets too late, I want to testify

Rip through the wire that screens in my window
Throw open the shade that covers my mind
I'm going to touch and I've got to believe
The bell tolls for me

I, I want to testify, my love still lives and breathes
And my soul is screaming why, the thoughts won't let me sleep
Don't let hearts break and don't let children cry
Before it gets too late, I want to testify

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Turncoat - Lyrics - The Terror State - Anti Flag

Title: Turncoat
Album: The Terror State
Artist: Anti Flag
Composer(s): Christopher Mark Head, Justin Cathal Geever, Patrick Christ Bollinger, Pat Thetic, Christopher Lee Barker

Lyric:
Turncoat, killer, liar, thief
1, 2, 1, 2, 3, 4
Turncoat, killer, liar, thief
Criminal with protection of the law, go

State lies dressed up as evening news
We're tired of lies we want the truth
Broadcast by corpses courting you
We're tired of lies we want the truth

Most people they will never know
We're tired of lies we want the truth
With you or against you?
Then I am against you because you're a

Turncoat, killer, liar, thief
Criminal with protection of the law
I can't hear you
Turncoat, killer, liar, thief
Criminal with protection of the law

In your corner, makes me wanna, oh
Douse myself in gasoline
Civil servants fall in line for you
Too brainwashed to see the truth
You use anyone you can

Woah, oh, woah, oh, woah, oh
1, 2, 3, 4

Turncoat, killer, liar, thief
Criminal with protection of the law
Turncoat, killer, liar, thief
Criminal with protection of the law, go

Liar, go
A turncoat and a thief
Criminal with protection of the law, the law
Criminal with protection of the law
Thank you

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