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Monday, August 16, 2010

To France - Lyrics - Mike Oldfield

Title: To France
Artist: Mike Oldfield
Composer(s): Mike Oldfield

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Lyric:
Taking on water, sailing a restless sea
From a memory, a fantasy
The wind carries into white water
Far from the islands don't you know you're

Never going to get to France
Mary Queen of chance, will they find you?
Never going to get to France
Could a new romance ever bind you?

Walking on foreign ground, like a shadow
Roaming in far off territory
Over your shoulder stories unfold
You're searching for sanctuary, you know you're

Never going to get to France
Mary Queen of chance, will they find you?
Never going to get to France
Could a new romance ever bind you?

I see a picture
By the lamp's flicker
Isn't it strange how
Dreams fade and shimmer?

Never going to get to France
Mary Queen of chance, will they find you?
Never going to get to France
Could a new romance ever bind you?

I see a picture
By the lamp's flicker
Isn't it strange how
Dreams fade and shimmer?

Never going to get to France
Mary Queen of chance, will they find you?
Never going to get to France
Could a new romance ever bind you?

Never going to get to France
Never going to
Never going to get to France
Never going to
Never going to get to France
Never going to

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Saturday, August 14, 2010

To France - Lyrics - The Forgotten Tales - Blind Guardian

Title: To France
Album: The Forgotten Tales
Artist: Blind Guardian
Composer(s): Mike Oldfield

Lyric:
Taking on water
Sailing a restless sea
From a memory
A fantasy

The wind carries
Into white water
Far from the islands
Don't you know you're

Never going to get to France
Mary Queen of chance, will they find you
Never going to get to France
Could a new romance ever bind you

Walking on foreign ground
Like a shadow
Roaming in far off
Territory

Over your shoulder
Stories unfold you're
Searching for sanctuary
You know you're

Never going to get to France
Mary Queen of chance, will they find you
Never going to get to France
Could a new romance ever bind you

I see a picture
By the lamp's flicker
Isn't it strange
How dreams fade and shimmer

Never going to get to France
Mary Queen of chance, will they find you
Never going to get to France
Could a new romance ever bind you

I see a picture
By the lamp's flicker
Isn't it strange
How dreams fade and shimmer

Never going to get to France
Mary Queen of chance, will they find you
Never going to get to France
Could a new romance ever bind you

Never going to get to France
Never going to
Never going to get to France
Never going to

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Tuesday, August 17, 2010

Lost In France - Lyrics - Bonnie Tyler

Title: Lost In France
Artist: Bonnie Tyler
Composer(s): Ronnie Scott, Steve Wolfe

Lyric:
I was lost in France
In the fields the birds were singing
I was lost in France
And the day was just beginning

As I stood there in the morning rain
I had a feeling I can't explain
I was lost in France in love

I was lost in France
In the street a band was playing
And the crowd all danced
Didn't catch what they were saying

When I looked up he was standing there
I knew I shouldn't but I didn't care
I was lost in France in love

Ooh la la la, ooh la la la dance
Ooh la la la dancing
Ooh la la la, ooh la la la dance
Ooh la la la dancing
Ooh la la la, ooh la la la dance
Ooh la la la dancing

I was lost in France
And the vines were over flowing
I was lost in France
And a million stars were glowing

And I looked round for a telephone
To say, baby I won't be home
I was lost in France in love

Ooh la la la, ooh la la la dance
Ooh la la la dancing
Ooh la la la, ooh la la la dance
Ooh la la la dancing
Ooh la la la, ooh la la la dance
Ooh la la la dancing

And I looked round for a telephone
To say, baby I won't be home
I was lost in France in love

Ooh la la la, ooh la la la dance
Ooh la la la dancing
Ooh la la la, ooh la la la dance
Ooh la la la dancing
Ooh la la la, ooh la la la dance
Ooh la la la dancing

Ooh la la la, ooh la la la dance
Ooh la la la dancing
Ooh la la la, ooh la la la dance
Ooh la la la dancing

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Tuesday, August 3, 2010

The Wines Of Madeira - Lyrics - Kingston Trio

Title: The Wines Of Madeira
Artist: Kingston Trio
Composer(s): Jane Bowers, Dave Guard

Lyric:
I've tasted the wines of France
And I've tasted the wines of Spain
And though many a wine is the same
There are none like the wines of Madeira

I've courted the girls of France
And I've courted the girls of Spain
And though most pretty girls are the same
There are none like the girls of Madeira.

Oh, the girls who tend the vineyards
In the provinces of France
Are the gayest girls for courting
And they love to sing and dance

And they're happy in their vineyards
And they smile upon romance
And indeed, I would defend for you
The provinces of France

But there's not a vineyard anywhere
That can compare with what I know
Why? I'll tell you why or better yet
Come and we'll go

Oh, the girls who tend the vineyards
In the provinces of Spain
They are spirited and fiery
Whether beautiful or plain

They are splendid in their vineyards
In their languorous refrain
And indeed, I would defend for you
The provinces of Spain

But there's not a vineyard anywhere
That can compare with what I know
Why? I'll tell you why or better yet
Come and we'll go

You boast of the wines in France
And you boast of the wines in Spain
But your boast makes it very plain
That you not had the wines of Madeira

You boast of the girls in France
And you boast of the girls in Spain
But your boast makes it very plain
That you've not seen the girls of Madeira

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To An Air Hostess - Lyrics - Clifford T Ward

Title: To An Air Hostess
Artist: Clifford T Ward
Composer(s): Clifford Thomas Ward

Lyric:
The engines roared, the aeroplane soared
And I waited with baited breath for the worst
But everything connected, there was nothing unexpected
Until she appeared looking calm and collected.

I fell in love with an air hostess
Together we flew the skies with, Air France
I wanted to give her a copy of my record
But I did not have the self confidence

I fell from such a great height
And wonder if I will ever land?

I fell in love with an air hostess
Together we flew the skies with, Air France
I wanted to give her a copy of my record
But I did not have the self confidence

I fell from such a great height
And wonder if I will ever land?

He fell in love with an air hostess
Together they flew the skies with, Air France
He wanted to give her a copy of his record
But he did not have the self confidence

He fell in love with an air hostess
Together they flew the skies with, Air France
He wanted to give her a copy of his record
But he did not have the self confidence

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Thursday, August 19, 2010

Superstar In France - Lyrics - Lambchop

Title: Superstar In France
Artist: Lambchop
Composer(s): F M Cornog

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Lyric:
You're a superstar in France
You've got everything I want
You've got all those quirky girls
I was born to change the station

Pretty soon the dream is over
Pretty soon the dream is over
Pretty soon the dream is over
Pretty soon

You're a superstar in France
And I was born to take vacations
Don't you ever want to die?
Don't you think we should be together?

Pretty soon the dream is over
Pretty soon the dream is over
Pretty soon the dream is over
Pretty soon

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Thursday, August 12, 2010

France - Lyrics - Shakedown Street - Grateful Dead

Title: France
Album: Shakedown Street
Artist: Grateful Dead
Composer(s): Michael S Hart, Robert Hall Weir, Robert C Christie Hunter

Lyric:
Way down in the south of france all the ladies love to dance
Kick their heels up in the air snap their fingers for romance
While the gentlemen compare blonde or black or auburn hair
Check the motion and the style oh, you know they take their while
Hey, to make the motion more complete, yeah, to make it more a treat
Club d'jour is where to go come on down and see the show

When the rhythm's really right you can burn it down tonight
When the singing's really fine sweet as spanish sherry wine

When the club can't contain the beat it just rolls out in the street
Spills on down the avenue bringing dancers to their feet
When it's good as it can be it gets better wait and see
Oh, these folks don't ever sleep till they're passed out in the street

Way down in the south of france all the ladies love to dance
Clap their hands and walk on air, yeah, the feeling's really there
Won't you take a little taste raise it to your charming face?

When the rhythm's really right you can burn it down tonight
When the singing's really fine sweet as spanish sherry wine

Go on take a chance, the ladies do love to dance

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Tuesday, August 24, 2010

5 Boroughs - Lyrics - Krs One

Title: 5 Boroughs
Artist: Krs One
Composer(s): Ryan Corwin, William Broady, Cameron Giles, Jeremy A Graham, Lawrence Krsone Parker, Joseph Ward Simmons, Albert Johnson, Keith Murray, Reggie Noble, Kenyatta S Blake, Walter Reed

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Lyric:
KRS-One representing Ma 6T va Crack er, Cercle Rouge KRS-One
Droppin' on 'em like this, pick it up, pick it up
You know what time it is when KRS-One comes through
Representing all true hip hop culture, you know how we do

How can they throw you in prison now for long years
If in reality the black man doesn't belong here?
Have you forgotten how we got to this place?
Why then are all the jails predominantly the black race?

If you don't teach me my culture, I don't know who I am
I don't know the difference between my enemy and my friend
So I'm robbin' and killin' I got nothing to live for
You turn my father into a boy, my mother into a whore

Now I'm hardcore on the Ave
Watching while people that got me to walk fast
After beatin' us, rapin' us and robbin' us
400 years of that's what's inside of us

Take a look at me now I'm really your creation
A technological anti-human mutation
A mutation of a better way of life
You first pulled the knife
But to heal it will take my whole life

I fought no force on this level
I listen to bass and treble
Thinking that the white man is the devil
'Cause who could be so cruel like this?
So heartless, so senseless?

But I'm taught by the devil
To grow up and be a devil
To do the same devilish things on another level
However when I act out the mission
You turn around and throw me in prison
You a sucker

If you come from France
And you like the break dance, say, oh oh
(Oh oh)
And If you come from New York
And you like the way I talk, say, yeah
(Yeah)

You can kill a man by taking him out of his land
And putting him in a land he really doesn't understand
Then teach him to respect Greek mythology like
Pythagoras, Ptolemies, Socrates, these people are thieves
They stole us astronomy, mathematics, all tactics of biology

Even the concept of democracy stolen from the King Akhanoton
Put down the book, use your brain
If you don't know who you are you are clinically insane

The board of education can't see that
Well it deserves to get beaten and robbed by black
Give me my frame of mind back, give me my culture
But you don't understand that 'cause you a sucker

If you come from France
And you like the break dance, say, oh oh
(Oh oh)
And If you come from New York
And you like the way I talk, say, yeah
(Yeah)

I see Beauval in the house, Collinet in the house
Sarcelles in the house, Cercle Rouge in the house
KRS-One rocks the mike without a doubt
Turning parties out, you know what I am about

'Cause we will be here forever I told you
Soldier floods your mind like Noah
As you get older you've got to pay attention
At how you livin' hardcore

You ain't a kid anymore grow up
To blow up the spot you're at
Learn the skill and go to the top of that
Cercle Rouge definitely rockin' in rap
KRS-One I got your back

If you come from France
And you like the break dance, say, oh oh
(Oh oh)
And If you come from New York
And you like the way I talk, say, yeah
(Yeah)

KRS-One with the freestyle rhyme
Representing Cercle Rouge in France, all the graffiti artists
We like to break dance to the MC, yes, you know that's me
KRS-One down with the BDP

From way back you know we take it like that
Kenny P and Zizwe, Will-Dee, gods of rap
We do it like this, do it like that

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Saturday, July 31, 2010

International Hustler - Lyrics - Freeway

Title: International Hustler
Artist: Freeway
Composer(s): Eriberto Serrano, Leslie Pridgen, K Roberts

Lyric:
Now I go from overseas, back to the block
Freeway, motherfucker, from the the, the Roc
Any day you wanna see my get shot of your strip
Everybody wanna be me, get paid off the block flip

Scripts move and paid off the rappin'
I'm makin' some things happen
You make an attempt to see me then it's clip boom
I'm makin' some things matchin'
I'm froze, stuffy nose, we bounce wit machinery, ahh

Choo, Free sneeze on you faggots
Here the clip drop, reload the semi-automatic
Get popped, then we seize keys like traffic
Box whip, locksmith, move keys through traffic

I'm like Boston, George and Blow
Philadelphia Freeway keep yay from blocks of soap
And y'all local, we international
Grip rounds every time I hit towns

And I hope y'all hear me in London and France
I tote wax down there when I ain't luggin' the cannon
And in Mecca I'm bowin', in Hawaii I'm landin'
On an island, smokin' and thinkin'

I hug blocks in the United States
I cop cribs in Africa, y'all can't relate
I kick box in Bancok, shark in Japan
Play my part, switch vans every time I hitman
And I, pull dimes every time I hit man

Since I'ma little ludicrous international post dude
And I, post up where you can't get man
Make hits with Jigga man, gotta respect dude
Much respect due, disrespect? You tek food

Feed you to the bullets in front of your steps
Pull it in front of your pets
Brains in their bowl, you pet food
Meanwhile I'm tryin' to make MJ moves
Which one? either I fool

Jordan or Jackson but until I get the fortune I'm snappin'
Snatchin', I'll show you how the meat eyes do
Give up weight, when you show 'em what them heaters do
Nigga wait, don't be that rude

You can take weight from anybody
If he think that he that dude
Roc-A-Fella nigga, we that crew
Shake niggas, And 1mixtape niggas, we got moves

And I hope y'all hear me in London and France
I tote wax down there when I ain't luggin' the cannon
And in Mecca I'm bowin', in Hawaii I'm landin'
On an island, smokin' and thinkin'

I hug blocks in the United States
I cop cribs in Africa, y'all can't relate
I kick box in Bancok, shark in Japan
Play my part, switch vans every time I hitman

And the flows sick damn, man
It's a man's world nigga, sit down you girl, niggas
That's why I bring pounds around you girl, niggas
'Case I gotta cock it back and clap on motherfucka, what?
Don't need a pound to sound you girl, niggas

But the pound's loud sound'll drown you mothafucka's ears
Yeah, it's Freeway young scarpper
Say my name wrong, I'll lodge a bullet in your nappy hair
Yeah, it's the flow of the decade
Studio, backwoods, 'dro and the Pepsi do it the best way
I was thirteen, cockin' the tek back, look how the tek spray

Now I dribble down, V-A motherfucka
For schizlle you'll see Free my nizzle
Oh, yeah, don't forget the Way motherfucka
Any stupid motherfucka in my way gettin' crippled

And I hope y'all hear me in London and France
I tote wax down there when I ain't luggin' the cannon
And in Mecca I'm bowin', in Hawaii I'm landin'
On an island, smokin' and thinkin'

I hug blocks in the United States
I cop cribs in Africa, y'all can't relate
I kick box in Bancok, shark in Japan
Play my part, switch vans every time I hitman

And I hope y'all hear me in London and France
I tote wax down there when I ain't luggin' the cannon
And in Mecca I'm bowin', in Hawaii I'm landin'
On an island, smokin' and thinkin'

I hug blocks in the United States
I cop cribs in Africa, y'all can't relate
I kick box in Bancok, shark in Japan
Play my part, switch vans every time I hitman

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Friday, August 20, 2010

Alcohol - Lyrics - Time Well Wasted - Brad Paisley

Title: Alcohol
Album: Time Well Wasted
Artist: Brad Paisley
Composer(s): Brad Paisley

Lyric:
I can make anybody pretty
I can make you believe any lie
I can make you pick a fight
With somebody twice your size

Well I've been known to cause a few breakups
And I've been known to cause a few births
I can make you new friends
Or get you fired from work

And since the day I left Milwaukee
Lynchburg, Bordeaux, France
Been makin' the bars lots of big money
And helpin' white people dance

I got you in trouble in high school
But college now that was a ball
You had some of the best times
You'll never remember with me
Alcohol, alcohol

I got blamed at your wedding reception
For your best man's embarrassing speech
And also for those naked pictures of you at the beach

I've influenced kings and world leaders
I helped Hemingway write like he did
And I`ll bet you a drink or two that I can make you
Put that lampshade on your head

'Cause since the day I left Milwaukee
Lynchburg, Bordeaux, France
Been makin' a fool out of folks just like you
And helpin' white people dance

I am medicine and I am poison
I can help you up or make you fall
You had some of the best times
You'll never remember with me
Alcohol, alcohol

Yes since the day I left Milwaukee
Lynchburg, Bordeaux, France
Been makin' the bars lots of big money
And helpin' white people dance

Yea I got you in trouble in high school
And college now that was a ball
You had some of the best times
You'll never remember with me
Alcohol, alcohol
(Alcohol, alcohol)
(Alcohol, alcohol)
(Alcohol, alcohol)
?

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Thursday, August 12, 2010

France [Hidden Track] - Lyrics - The Libertines - Libertines

Title: France [Hidden Track]
Album: The Libertines
Artist: Libertines
Composer(s): Carl Barat

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Lyric:
The ideal girl, in London from France
Came over then left me, she left me entranced
Now I have to get by once again on my own
Nothing but memories

So I remember your eyes, that unique shade of brown
While these blue eyes of mine, they stay closed
I kissed you goodbye on the M-109
I choked as I watched the bus go, oh, oh

Choking and smoking to your angelic soul
Choking and smoking myself into a hole
Where the only way out is to sleep and to dream
And to cry out your name

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Wednesday, August 18, 2010

Sexecutioner - Lyrics - Scumdogs Of The Universe - Gwar

Title: Sexecutioner
Album: Scumdogs Of The Universe
Artist: Gwar
Composer(s): Michael Joseph Bishop, Kevin M Bonner, David E. Brockie, Michael Derks, Don H Drakulich, Peter Lee, David M Musel, Brad Roberts

Lyric:
Sexcuse me
But what good is all the violence in the world
Unless it is tempted with limitless sex?
Bring on the limitless sex objects

And now me, sexecutioner
To explain the seriousness of this subject
Now if you would all attend my words
To see, I'm a naughty fellow
In fact, I'm certainly not too very mellow
I come to this place to rear age you face

Sexellent
Sexcuse me

So you think that you are all very smart?
That you know many words
All you need to know for the rest of your lives

Sexecutioner
Sexecutioner
Sexecutioner
(I'm sexecutioning you)
Sexecutioner

Tinkers
Sexcuse me

After the drink, I am from France
(He is from France)
But when you are in France
You pull down your pants
(You pull down your pants)
And when you are on your knees
(When your on your knees)
You are to do as I please
(You do as he please)

Bend over, bend over
And let Satan take over
Give to me the gentle warts
Give to me the golden showers
Give to me the spikey doggy collar
Give to me the domical snow cone

Sexellent
Nothing satisfies more than sick sex
Now what is my name?

Sexecutioner
Sexecutioner
Sexecutioner
(I'm sexecutioning you)
Sexecutioner

Tinkers
Sexcuse me
Innocence
Can we repeat?

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Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Crimes Of Paris - Lyrics - Elvis Costello

Title: Crimes Of Paris
Artist: Elvis Costello
Composer(s): Declan Mcmanus

Lyric:
I thought it was you with your optimist's view of the clock
And how it's always another day, just after twelve o'clock's struck
You said, "Now I only want you so I don't have to promise"
But tiny children in grown-up clothes whispered all the crimes of Paris

You're not the girl next-door or a girl from France
Or the cigarette girl in the sizzle hot pants
All the words of love seem cruel and crass
When you're tough and transparent as armored glass
You're everywhere, girl, in an everyday mess
Who'll pay for the crimes of Paris?

I heard that she fell for the, "Hell or to Hammer smith Blues"
In the tiny torn up pieces of his mind he's irresistible too
It's hard to say now if he's only stupid or smart
As he crawled through the door
And poured out more of his creeping Jesus heart

You're not the girl next-door or a girl from France
Or the cigarette girl in the sizzle hot pants
All the words of love seem cruel and crass
When you're tough and transparent as armored glass
You're everywhere, girl, in an everyday mess
Who'll pay for the crimes of Paris?

And it's all here and now
She hit him with that paper-weight Eiffel Tower
And I tried to hold on to you but I don't know how
And I find it hard to swallow good advice
Like going down three times to only come up twice
Come up twice

She's so convenient, he's always stiff as hair-lacquer
It's hard to discover now he's in love with her
It was her way of getting her own back
You never did anything she couldn't do on her own
You're as good as your word and that's no good to her
You'd better leave that kitten alone

She's not the girl next-door or a girl from France
Or the cigarette girl in the sizzle hot pants
All the words of love seem cruel and crass
When you're tough and transparent as armored glass
You're everywhere, girl, in an everyday mess
Who'll pay for the crimes of Paris?

Who'll pay for the crimes of Paris?
Whose gonna pay for the crimes of Paris?
Who'll pay for the crimes of Paris?
I'm gonna pay for the crimes of Paris?
Whose gonna pay for the crimes of Paris?

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Saturday, August 7, 2010

Air Hostess - Lyrics - Present For Everyone - Busted

Title: Air Hostess
Album: Present For Everyone
Artist: Busted
Composer(s): Matthew James Sargeant, Willis James Elliot Bourne, Thomas Michael Fletcher, Charles Robert Simpson

Lyric:
Let's go
Yeah
Alright

Walking through the terminal
I saw something beautiful
You left, for your duty call
Next I'm getting on the plane
That's when I see you again
I can't get you off my brain, let's go

That uniform you're wearing
So hot, I can't stop staring
You're putting on an awesome show
The cabin pressure's rising
My coke has got no ice in now

Air hostess, I like the way you dress
You know I hate to fly but I feel much better
Occupied my mind writing you a love letter
I messed my pants when we flew over France
Will I see you soon in my hotel room?
For a holiday romance, air hostess

Throwing peanuts down the aisle
Stupid, but it made you smile
You came over for a while
Then you whispered in my ear
The words that I longed to hear
I want you to feel me here

You can't because you're working
The paparazzi's lurking
You didn't know I'm in a band
In England people know me
One photo's worth a hundred grand

Air hostess, I like the way you dress
You know I hate to fly but I feel much better
Occupied my mind writing you a love letter
I messed my pants when we flew over France
Will I see you soon in my hotel room?
For a holiday romance, air hostess

That uniform you're wearing
So hot, I can't stop staring
You're putting on an awesome show
The plane is almost landed
So tell me where I'm standing now

Air hostess, I like the way you dress
You know I hate to fly but I feel much better
Occupied my mind writing you a love letter
I messed my pants when we flew over France
Will I see you soon in my hotel room?
For a holiday romance, air hostess

'Cause you're my air hostess
I like the way you dress
My air hostess
'Cause you're my air hostess
I like the way you dress
My air hostess

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Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Black Velveteen - Lyrics - Lenny Kravitz Greatest Hits - Lenny Kravitz

Title: Black Velveteen
Album: Lenny Kravitz Greatest Hits
Artist: Lenny Kravitz
Composer(s): Lenny Kravitz

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Lyric:
Black velveteen, simple and clean
Oh what a bad machine
Black velveteen, supple and lean
The 21st century dream

Ready to please, free from disease
She's waiting on her knees
It's not a sin, titanium skin
Just take her for a spin

Black velveteen, simple and clean
Oh what a bad machine
Black velveteen, supple and lean
The 21st century dream

Nice piece of kit, electronic clit
Just sit down for a fit
Ready to trip, a guarantee hit
She's all you ever wished

Black velveteen don't give a damn she'll do dishes
Black velveteen knows all the night spots in France
Black velveteen's cat smells like strawberry kittens
Black velveteen always is ready to dance
She's ready to

Black velveteen, simple and clean
Oh what a bad machine
Black velveteen, supple and lean
The 21st century dream

Black velveteen don't give a damn she'll do dishes
Black velveteen knows all the night spots in France
Black velveteen's cat smells like strawberry kittens
Black velveteen always is ready to dance
She's ready to

Black velveteen don't give a damn she'll do dishes
Black velveteen knows all the night spots in France
Black velveteen's cat smells like strawberry kittens
Black velveteen always is ready to dance
She's ready to

Black velveteen, simple and clean
Oh what a bad machine
Black velveteen, supple and lean
The 21st century dream

Black velveteen, simple and clean
Oh what a bad machine
Black velveteen, supple and lean
The 21st century dream

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Wednesday, August 4, 2010

Pay Attention - Lyrics - Dilated Peoples

Title: Pay Attention
Artist: Dilated Peoples
Composer(s): Chris Oroc, Rakaa Taylor

Lyric:
Let me tell you somethin'
I'm 'bout to set it off, society watch me while I do it

Yo, yo, I buck shots, lick shots, take shots, give shots
Headliners know, this year we switch spots
Check it, I spit it for the righteous and the wretched
First came the live show, next came the records

With wax collectors with rap perfectors
With scratch, with dance, with graf protectors
Worldwide travelers in your sector
DJ Babu, come down selector

I raw here, I explore here, you like that
Where that comes from there's more there
This is warfare and we score fair
We don't stop till our flag swings in your air

I rap to build or I rap to ruin
Your whole career, yo, watch what you doin'

Let me tell you somethin'
I'm 'bout to set it off, society, watch me while I do it
(Pay attention)
I'm 'bout to set it off, society, watch me while I do it
(Watch and observe)

I'm 'bout to set it off, society, watch me while I do it
(Pay attention)
Watch me while I do it, watch me while I do it
(Watch and observe)

Let me tell you somethin'
I'm 'bout to set it off, society, watch me while I do it

Yo, yo, I'm a poet with the warrior spirit inside
Chokin' rappers out like hicks on and pride
We all share the same sun givin' us light
But remember, sink or swim, time winnin's a fight

Expansion team takes rows, takes oceans, takes flight
Then takes over the stage till the morning breaks night
Word of mouth crew, make sure we pay right
Then Hendrix takes over my body, I blaze mics

Spray 3-D outlines and highlights
I know lowlifes that are livin' the high life
At great heights, I exercise my rights
So much smoke, when I'm this high, I sky-write

Raaka raps to build or raps to ruin
Your whole career, yo, watch what you're doin'

Let me tell you somethin'
I'm 'bout to set it off, society, watch me while I do it
(Pay attention)
I'm 'bout to set it off, society, watch me while I do it
(Watch and observe)

I'm 'bout to set it off, society, watch me while I do it
(Pay attention)
Watch me while I do it, watch me while I do it
(Watch and observe)

Let me tell you somethin'
I'm 'bout to set it off, society, watch me while I do it

I rock hills and valleys, rap shows and rallys
Record stores and schools, live shit from Cali
Take it to the people, cut out the middle men
Like Chuck said, "I don't rhyme for the sake of riddlin"

I rap to build or I rap to ruin
Your whole career, yo, watch what you're doin'

Let me tell you somethin'
I'm 'bout to set it off, society, watch me while I do it
I'm 'bout to set it off, society, watch me while I do it
(Pay attention)

Watch me while I do it, watch me while I do it
(Watch and observe)
Let me tell you somethin'
I'm 'bout to set it off, society, watch me while I do it
(Pay attention)

U.K. y'all, U.S.A y'all
Japan y'all, Japan y'all
France y'all, France y'all

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Friday, August 6, 2010

I'D Rather Have America - Lyrics - Wynn Stewart

Title: I'D Rather Have America
Artist: Wynn Stewart
Composer(s): Penny Jay

Lyric:
From the icy cliffs of Iceland, I've traveled over the land
Through the darkness of Greenland to the islands of Japan
I've met with many people, all kinds of them you see
But I'd rather have America my homeland where I'm free

I've seen the hot Pacific, the ocean wide and deep
I've been in old Korea with its mud up to my knees
I've walked the streets of China, seen all there is to see
But I'd rather have America my homeland where I'm free

I've sailed the wide Atlantic to France and Germany
The beauty there in Paris just didn't mean a thing to me
I made my way to England and on to Italy
'Cause I'd rather have America my homeland where I'm free

And Iceland have its icy cliffs and forty-five below
And Greenland keep its darkness and the freezin' winds that blow
Don't put me off in China or Korea's muddy land
Let Paris keep her beauty and the islands of Japan

I don't want Germany or France or Italy
I'd rather have America my homeland where I'm free
I'd rather have America my homeland where I'm free

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Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Ella, Elle L'A - Lyrics - France Gall

Title: Ella, Elle L'A
Artist: France Gall
Composer(s): Michel Berger

Lyric:
C'est comme une gaieté comme un sourire
Quelque chose dans la voix
Qui paraît nous dire 'viens'
Qui nous fait sentir étrangement bien

C'est comme toute l'histoire
Du peuple noir qui se balance
Entre l'amour et l'désespoir
Quelque chose qui danse en toi
Si tu l'as, tu l'as

Ella, elle l'a ce je n'sais quoi
Que d'autres n'ont pas
Qui nous met dans un drôle d'état
Ella, elle l'a, ella, elle l'a

Elle a ce tout petit supplément d'âme
Cet indéfinissable charme
Cette petite flamme
Tape sur des tonneaux

Sur des pianos
Sur tout ce que dieu peut te mettre entre les mains
Montre ton rire ou ton chagrin
Mais que tu n'aies rien, que tu sois roi

Que tu cherches encore
Les pouvoirs qui dorment en toi
Tu vois ça ne s'achète pas
Quand tu l'as tu l'as

Ella, elle l'a ce je n'sais quoi
Que d'autres n'ont pas
Qui nous met dans un drôle d'état
Ella, elle l'a, ella, elle l'a

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Sunday, August 1, 2010

I Want More - Lyrics - Linda Eder

Title: I Want More
Artist: Linda Eder
Composer(s): Jack F. Murphy, Frank Wildhorn

Lyric:
Day in and out what my life's all about
Are the things that you find far too boring
Washing and cooking and staying good-looking
While you get to do the ignoring

Will it ever be my turn to say where we're going?
Will it ever be my life that we're planning for?
I've been living this way for so long without growing
I want more

I need attention not mere condescension
But you just don't get the distinction
Pushing and shoving does not equal loving
Which seems on the brink of extinction

What became of the prince who was oh, so disarming?
What became of the sweet man at my beck-and-call?
Could it be that prince charming turned out not so
Charming after all? After all

I want magic carpets, I want true romance
I want moonlight cruises to the South of France
And I want kisses that go on for days
I want more than this is in so many ways

I want more full-filling, I want equal billing
I want champagne chilling at the door
So, in short, I'm saying if you want me
I want more

When did the 'Me' that I so long to be
Lose her natural sense of direction?
When did the 'You' that I'm turning into
Get a trifle too tense for affection?

Can we ever get over this thing about winning?
Can we ever recapture a moment that's past?
If we simply begin with a brand new beginning
Will it last? Will it last?

I want Shakespeare sonnets, I want oohs and aahhs
I want long-stem roses in a Gucci vase
And I want kisses that go on for days
I want more than this is in so many ways

I want more relating, I want less debating
I want all that I've been waiting for
So, in case you're listening, if you want me
I want more

I want to fly through that storybook sky
Where two people in love always travel
I want to be like some deep mystery
That you simply can't wait to unravel
I want to soar ten feet off the floor
When you walk through the door
Like I used to before

I want magic carpets, I want true romance
I want moonlight cruises to the South of France
And I want kisses that go on for days
I want more than this is in so many ways

I want more full-filling, I want equal billing
I want champagne chilling at the door
So, in short, I'm saying if you want me

Give me more relating, give me less debating
Give me all those things I'm waiting for
So, in case you're listening, if you want me
Really want me, if you want me
I want more

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Tuesday, August 3, 2010

Where Can I Go Without You - Lyrics - Dean Martin

Title: Where Can I Go Without You
Artist: Dean Martin
Composer(s): Peggy Lee, Victor Young

Lyric:
I went to London town
Then on to Paris for the fun I could find
I've found I couldn't leave my memories behind
Where can I go without you

Tries seeing Singapore but that wouldn't do
Went to Vienna but I found you there too
Even in Switzerland your memory came through
Where can I go without you

I want to travel, I wanted romance
I chased that rainbow across the sea
I'm tired of faces and quaint old places
If you can't be there with me

Back on that boat again and farewell to France
Farewell to London town, they haven't a chance
I'll trade the sights I've seen for one loving glance
Where can I go without you

Back on the boat again farewell to France
Farewell to London town, they haven't a chance
I'll trade the sights I've seen for one loving glance
Where can I go, where can I go?
Where can I go without you?

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