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Friday, July 30, 2010

Good And Broken - Lyrics - Hannah Montana 2: Meet Miley Cyrus - Hannah Montana

Title: Good And Broken
Album: Hannah Montana 2: Meet Miley Cyrus
Artist: Hannah Montana
Composer(s): Tim James, Destiny Hope Cyrus, Antonina Armato

Lyric:
All you overloaded, candy coated?
Your life's imploding now
There's a risk worth taking, a pain worth aching
On this hollow ground

We can let go
Don't hold on to all of life's hardest parts
When we think of stopping, let's keep on rocking
To the rhythm of our hearts

We can, we can break out of here
Jump on over there where the air is clearer
We can, we can forget the pace
Win in our own race, become a broken chain, yeah
We are broken chains, yeah, good and broken

Find the magic, go and grab it
Your fate is in your hands
Come on, find a reason to believe
And just tell yourself, "We can!"

We can, we can break out of here
Jump on over there where the air is clearer
We can, we can forget the pace
Win in our own race, become a broken chain, yeah
We are broken chains, yeah, good and broken

Get off your seat, on your feet
Raise your hands, feel the beat
Let it go, lose control
Feel it in your soul

Don't you know what you can do
If you have faith in you
Let's not be invisible
There's no red light in life, just go!

We can, we can break out of here
Jump on over there where the air is clearer
We can, we can forget the pace
Win in our own race, become a broken chain, yeah
We are broken chains, yeah, good and broken
We can, we can, yeah!

Oh we can, oh we can, oh we can, oh we can
Oh we can
Oh we can, oh we can, oh we can, oh we can
Oh we can
Oh we can, oh we can, oh we can, oh we can
Oh we can
Good and broken

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Tuesday, August 3, 2010

Good And Broken - Lyrics - Miley Cyrus

Title: Good And Broken
Artist: Miley Cyrus
Composer(s): Tim James, Destiny Hope Cyrus, Antonina Armato

Lyric:
All you overloaded, candy coated?
Your life's imploding now
There's a risk worth taking, a pain worth aching
On this hollow ground

We can let go
Don't hold on to all of life's hardest parts
When we think of stopping, let's keep on rocking
To the rhythm of our hearts

We can, we can break out of here
Jump on over there where the air is clearer
We can, we can forget the pace
Win in our own race, become a broken chain, yeah
We are broken chains, yeah, good and broken

Find the magic, go and grab it
Your fate is in your hands
Come on, find a reason to believe
And just tell yourself, "We can!"

We can, we can break out of here
Jump on over there where the air is clearer
We can, we can forget the pace
Win in our own race, become a broken chain, yeah
We are broken chains, yeah, good and broken

Get off your seat, on your feet
Raise your hands, feel the beat
Let it go, lose control
Feel it in your soul

Don't you know what you can do
If you have faith in you
Let's not be invisible
There's no red light in life, just go!

We can, we can break out of here
Jump on over there where the air is clearer
We can, we can forget the pace
Win in our own race, become a broken chain, yeah
We are broken chains, yeah, good and broken
We can, we can, yeah!

Oh we can, oh we can, oh we can, oh we can
Oh we can
Oh we can, oh we can, oh we can, oh we can
Oh we can
Oh we can, oh we can, oh we can, oh we can
Oh we can
Good and broken

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Monday, August 2, 2010

Out Of Control - Lyrics - John Reuben

Title: Out Of Control
Artist: John Reuben
Composer(s): Grant Harrison, Carl Pendleton, John Reuben Zappin

Lyric:
Check it out

What I needed to hear wasn't coming in clear
And what I now know is only partial info
I speak over tempo to put words into motion
You can't stay stagnant with the future that's approaching

So where do you stand? It's either break or be broken
Forget dry land, I'd rather stand in the ocean
And let the waves of devotion roll over me
Irony, I had to suffocate before I could breathe

Now I'm in a head space, I've never been before
Ever since my feet hit the shore
I tell you boy it feels good, so give me some more
I said, it feels good

Well it's a bit passionate for your radio
But that's alright though, it's good for your soul
And it feels good to be out of control
I said it feels good to be out of control

Well it's a bit passionate for your radio
But that's alright though, it's good for your soul
And it feels good to be out of control
I said it feels good to be out of control

Now ain't that something adrenaline rushing
And I'm touching the heart of God
And adjusting rather nicely to the feeling that's inside of me
Alive in me, continually guiding me and surprising me

It's beyond my reach but it's in my grasp
I walk steadfast along a narrow path
Avoiding snares and traps and all else that seems to keep me
From who I need to be right now

I'm thinking clearly and I'm in a head space
I've never been before ever since my feet hit the shore
I tell you ha, it feels good, so give me some more
I said, it feels good

Well it's a bit passionate for your radio
But that's alright though, it's good for your soul
And it feels good to be out of control
I said it feels good to be out of control

Well it's a bit passionate for your radio
But that's alright though, it's good for your soul
And it feels good to be out of control
I said it feels good to be out of control
Out of control, out of control

And it feels good to be out of control
I said it feels good to be out of control

Well it's a bit passionate for your radio
But that's alright though, it's good for your soul
And it feels good to be out of control
I said it feels good to be out of control

Well it's a bit passionate for your radio
But that's alright though, it's good for your soul
And it feels good to be out of control
I said it feels good to be out of control

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Thursday, July 29, 2010

Broken Hearts Parade - Lyrics - Good Morning Revival - Good Charlotte

Title: Broken Hearts Parade
Album: Good Morning Revival
Artist: Good Charlotte
Composer(s): Don Gilmore, Joel Madden, Benji Madden

Lyric:
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
(Here we go)
Oh oh oh

Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh

We got problems, we don't know how to solve them
Everywhere we go, we got some skeletons to follow
We got baggage, you know we're gonna drag it
Everywhere we go, for everyone to see in the

Broken hearts parade
And I'm putting my heart out on display
There's no masquerade
Just a funeral march for love today

The band strikes up and they're playing a song
Dressed in black and we're singing along to the
Broken hearts parade
I've never been better than I am today

Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh

You got a question
How do we get it started?
I got an answer, let go of your heart and

Love it, live it, leave it and get into it
If you wanna start it
This is how you do it, in the

Broken hearts parade
And I'm putting my heart out on display
There's no masquerade
Just a funeral march for love today

The band strikes up and they're playing a song
Dressed in black and we're singing along to the
Broken hearts parade
And I've never been better than I am today

I used to lie awake at night and
Wonder when she's coming home
It used to be so hard to wake up everyday

The broken hearts parade
And we're putting our hearts out on display
There's no masquerade
Just a funeral march for love today

The band strikes up and they're playing a song
Dressed in black and we're singing along to the
Broken hearts parade
And I've never been better than I am today

March on to the sound
The beating of a broken heart
Step with the rhythm you found
To the beating of the broken heart

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Sunday, August 1, 2010

Soon As I Get Home - Lyrics - Special Occasion - Bobby Valentino

Title: Soon As I Get Home
Album: Special Occasion
Artist: Bobby Valentino
Composer(s): Kenneth B Edmonds

Lyric:
Hey baby, come here, come here for a second
I don't like the way he treats you
He don't deserve you for real
He really don't, check this out

What kind of man
Would leave you standing in the cold?
Must have been a silly one
To sacrifice a pot of gold

Your the kind of woman
Who needs a man that's always there
It's not that you require a lot
Just need some tender love and care, care

I give good love
I'll buy your clothes
I'll cook your dinner too
Yeah, soon as I get home from work

I'll pay your rent
Your faithful lover
Oh, baby, soon as I get home
Soon as I get home from work

Girl I'll treat you right
And I'll never lie
For all that it's worth
I'll give good love
(Good love, good love, good love, good love)

It doesn't make sense
That you should have a broken heart
Well, if I were the only one
I?d never let you fall apart

Your the kind of woman
That needs a man with lots of cash
With a stack of major credit cards
And with me, you don't have to ask, ask

I give good love
I'll buy your clothes
I'll cook your dinner too
Oh, baby, soon as I get home from work

I'll pay your rent
Your faithful love, baby
Soon as I get home
Soon as I get home from work

Girl, I'll treat you right
And I'll never lie or flirt
Soon as I get home
Soon as I get home from work

Girl, I'll treat you right
And I'll never lie for all that it's worth
I give good love, oh, baby, good love
(Good love, good love, good love, good love)
Oh, I give good love, oh, baby good love, oh, no, no, oh
(Good love, good love, good love, good love)

I give good love
I'll buy your clothes
I'll cook your dinner too
Soon as I get home from work

I'll pay your rent
Your faithful love
Soon as I get home
Soon as I get home from work

Girl, I'll treat you right
And I'll never lie or flirt
Soon as I get home
Soon as I get home from work

Girl, I'll treat you right
And I'll never lie
For all that it's worth
I give good love
(Good love, good love, good love, good love)
I give good love, love, give, give, give
(Good love, good love, good love, good love)

Good love, good love, good love, good love
Good love, good love, good love, good love
Good love, good love, good love, good love

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Friday, August 6, 2010

Good Time - Lyrics - Angela Via

Title: Good Time
Artist: Angela Via
Composer(s): Dwyane Armstrong, Angela Trullinger

Lyric:
Oh, oh, oh, baby, oh, baby
I'm gonna have a good time

So you don't wanna be with me
You wanna be, you wanna be free
Well, baby, I'll let you go away
Just do your thing and let me be
'Cuz, honey, I know I'll be okay

I'm sure you're thinking
It must be killin' me inside
That I am up in my room
Waiting 'til the tears have stopped

But there is something
That I think you should know about me
It doesn't take me long
To get over what's history

I'm not gonna hang around and cry
I'm gonna have me a good time
I'm not gonna sit and wonder why
I'm gonna have me a good time

Soon you will be out of your mind
And I'll be with a better guy
Don't worry, baby, I'll be fine
I'm gonna have me a good time

So I heard you've been up past 3
On your own little pimpin' spree
Callin' every girl you meet on the phone
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Baby, that's okay with me
'Cuz when you look me
Way you'll see that I've been havin'
A fiesta of my own

I bet you're thinking that
I'm just disguising a broken heart
When you see with somebody new
I know that you will be torn apart

I'm not gonna hang around and cry
I'm gonna have me a good time
I'm not gonna sit and wonder why
I'm gonna have me a good time

Soon you will be out of your mind
And I'll be with a better guy
Don't worry, baby, I'll be fine
I'm gonna have me a good time

You made it perfectly clear that the two of us are through
That made me realize I'm better off without you
Soon I know you'll be alone and reminising wishing
That it was your lips that I was kissing

I don't wanna see your face no more
Don't you be knocking at me door
It's very simple, simple
I mean, yeah

You don't need to give me
Any sympathy
But basically what all this mean
Asta laveista, baby

And I

I'm not gonna hang around and cry
I'm gonna have me a good time
I'm not gonna sit and wonder why
I'm gonna have me a good time

Soon you will be out of your mind
And I'll be with a better guy
Don't worry, baby, I'll be fine
I'm gonna have me a good time

I'm gonna have me a good time
Come on, let's have a good time
I'm not gonna hang around and cry
I'm not gonna sit around and wonder why

A good time, a good time
Ooh, yeah, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, yeah
A good time

I'm gonna have me a good time
Come on, let's have a good time
I'm gonna have me a good time
Come on, let's have a good time

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Sunday, August 22, 2010

Good To Go - Lyrics - Jason Aldean - Jason Aldean

Title: Good To Go
Album: Jason Aldean
Artist: Jason Aldean
Composer(s): Tim Nichols, Rodney Clawson

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Lyric:
Waitin' at a stop light yesterday
As a funeral procession
Made its way through the gates
I watched it roll up a winding road
Through a field of green

With white headstones all in a row
And it made me think about where I'm at
On my not so straight and narrow path
All the generous and mostly undeserved
Blessings that I've had

I had an all-American Mom and Dad
Some of the coolest friends you could ever have
Found love I thought I'd never find
Sometimes I can't believe this life is mine

And I'm not plannin' on leavin' yet
But the truth is you just never know
And if this is as good as it gets
Man, I think I'm good to go, I'm good to go

I said a prayer for the dearly departed
And the loved ones left broken hearted
Then traffic started
And I drove away a little more able
To see the good things on my table
And for that I'm grateful

'Cause I've had my troubles and my trials
I've hit the mark and I've missed by miles
Had days that I've been fightin' mad
But the good times have more than
Outweighed the bad

Got to hold my newborn baby girl
And the hand of a man as he slipped from this world
I've laughed so hard I couldn't stop
Seen the sunrise from a mountain top

And I'm not plannin' on leavin' yet
But the truth is you just never know
And if this is as good as it gets
Man, I think I'm good to go

Yeah, I've been thinkin' bout where I'm at
On my not so straight and narrow path
And I wouldn't wanna change nothing about
This roll with the punches life I've had

Had an all-American Mom and Dad
Some of the coolest friends you could ever have
Found love I thought I'd never find
I can't believe this life is mine

And I'm not plannin' on leavin' yet
But the truth is you just never know
And if this is as good as it gets
Man, I think I'm good to go

I'm good to go
I'm good to go

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Thursday, August 12, 2010

Get Out The Map - Lyrics - Retrospective - Indigo Girls

Title: Get Out The Map
Album: Retrospective
Artist: Indigo Girls
Composer(s): Amy Elizabeth Ray, Emily Ann Saliers

Lyric:
I'm gonna clear my head
I'm gonna drink that sun

The saddest sight my eyes can see
Is that big ball of orange sinkin' slyly down the trees
Sittin' in a broken circle
While you rest upon my knee
This perfect moments will soon be leavin' me

Suzanne calls from Boston
The coffee's hot the corn is high
And that same sun that warms
Your heart will suck the good earth dry
With everything its opposite enough to keep you cryin'
Or keep this old world spinnin' with a twinkle in its eye

Get out the map
Get out the map
And lay your finger anywhere down
We'll leave the figurin' to those
We pass on our way out of town
Don't drink the water
There seems to be somethin' ailin' everyone
I'm gonna clear my head
I'm gonna drink that sun
I'm gonna love you good and strong
While our love is good and young

Joni left for South Africa a few years ago
And then Beth took a job
All the way over on the West Coast
And me, I'm still tryin' to live half a life on the road
Seems I'm heavier by the year
(Heavier by the year)
And heavier by the load
(Heavier by the load)

Why do we hurtle ourselves
Through every inch of time and space?
I must say around some corner
I can sense a restin' place
With every lesson learned
A line upon your beautiful face
We'll amuse ourselves one day
With these memories we'll trace

Get out the map
Get out the map
And lay your finger anywhere down
We'll leave the figurin' to those
We pass on our way out of town
Don't drink the water
There seems to be somethin' ailin' everyone
I'm gonna clear my head
(I'm gonna clear my head)
I'm gonna drink that sun
(I'm gonna drink that sun)
I'm gonna love you good and strong
While our love is good and young

I'm gonna clear my head
I'm gonna drink that sun
I'm gonna love you good and strong
While our love is good and young

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Sunday, August 1, 2010

Shampoo Suicide - Lyrics - Broken Social Scene

Title: Shampoo Suicide
Artist: Broken Social Scene
Composer(s): David Andrew Whiteman, Leslie Feist, Charles Spearin, Evan Whitney Cranley, Kevin Drew, Justin Peroff, Brendan Canning, John Crossingham

Lyric:
Our lives were one
Our lives were one
Our lives were one
Our lives were one
Our lives, our lives

It's a broken heart
How they need something that's so hard
If you could take this time spent
I need went on to can feel it
I'm a broken heart, in a room

Just as we took a second look
This love was never strong
Cannot kill that, never will
Know the truth, the truth
Choose someone if you die
You suffer the broken hearted, I fall in love

And your teeth got wrapped around
Just can't speak, just sit in your house
Never felt tears of love and tears of heart
You had it, you still, all you still use shampoo
You had it all, you still use shampoo

It felt so good and you never die
She will fuck with you, victory
I'm thinking of that kiss never will
I'm sitting cold there was love
You loved him take him, trust in you

We shall be, you had it all
Yeah blue, you had it
Who's there you're talkin' to
Like you're sucking on his dick

And it tastes so good, dreams and a wish for you
I've seen the jaws and they taste so good
Saw the jaws and they taste so good
I've seen the jaws and they taste so good
Tasting the jaws and they taste so good
You've seen the jaws and they taste so good

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Thursday, August 5, 2010

Barrier Reef - Lyrics - Old 97'S

Title: Barrier Reef
Artist: Old 97'S
Composer(s): Murray Hammond, Phillip Peeples, Stewart Miller, Kendall Bethea

Lyric:
Empty bottle was half empty, tide was low, and I was thirsty
I saw her sitting at the bar, well you know how some girls are
Always making eyes, well she wasn't making eyes

So I sidled up beside her, settled down and shouted, "Hi there"
My name's Stewart Ransom Miller, I'm a serial lady-killer"
She said, "I'm already dead," that's exactly what she said

So we tripped the lights fantastic, we was both made of elastic
Midnight came and midnight went and I though I was the President
She said, "Do you have a car?" and I said, "Do I have a car?"

What's so great about the Barrier Reef?
What's so fine about art?
What's so good about a Good Times Van
When you're working on a broken, working on a broken
Working on a broken man
When you're working on a broken, working on a broken
Working on a broken man, yeah

My heart wasn't in it, not for one single minute
Oh then I went through the motions with her
Her on top, and me on liquor, didn't do no good, well I didn't think it would

What's so great about the Barrier Reef?
What's so fine about art?
What's so good about a Good Times Van
When you're working on a broken, working on a broken
Working on a broken man?
When you're working on a broken, working on a broken
Working on a broken man?
When you're working on a broken, working on a broken
Working on a broken man?

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Wednesday, August 18, 2010

Good Guys - Lyrics - Aquarius - Aqua

Title: Good Guys
Album: Aquarius
Artist: Aqua
Composer(s): Soren Rasted, Claus Norreen

Lyric:
You dream a dream
But you never wake up
You're so afraid
That the dream is over

Open your eyes and you'll see
Daydreaming won't concur me
Won't concur me
No, it won't concur me, yeah

'Cause only the good guys can get what they're coming for
And all of the dreamers must take what's apart
Only the good guys receive what they came here for
And all of you dreamers will leave with a broken heart

Reality
You better face it
Your blood is red
One bite, you'll taste it

Open your eyes and you'll see
Daydreaming won't concur me
Won't concur me
No, it won't concur me, yeah

'Cause only the good guys can get what they're coming for
And all of the dreamers must take what's apart
Only the good guys receive what they came here for
And all of you dreamers will leave with a broken heart

'Cause only the good guys can get what they're coming for
And all of the dreamers must take what's apart
Only the good guys receive what they came here for
And all of you dreamers will leave with a broken heart

Only the good guys can get what they're coming for
All of the dreamers must take what's apart
Only the good guys receive what they came here for
And all of you dreamers will leave with a broken heart

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Tuesday, August 10, 2010

American Pie - Lyrics - American Pie - Don Mclean

Title: American Pie
Album: American Pie
Artist: Don Mclean
Composer(s): Don Mclean

Lyric:
A long, long time ago, I can still remember
How that music used to make me smile
And I knew if I had my chance
That I could make those people dance
And maybe they'd be happy for a while

But February made me shiver, with every paper I'd deliver
Bad news on the doorstep, I couldn't take one more step
I can't remember if I cried, when I read about his widowed bride
But something touched me deep inside the day the music died

So bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
And them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye
Singing this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die

Did you write the book of love
And do you have faith in God above
If the Bible tells you so?
Now do you believe in rock and roll?
Can music save your mortal soul?
And can you teach me how to dance real slow?

Well, I know that you're in love with him
'Cause I saw you dancing in the gym
You both kicked off your shoes
Man, I dig those rhythm and blues

I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck
With a pink carnation and a pickup truck
But I knew I was out of luck
The day the music died

I started singing bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye
And singing this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die

Now, for ten years we've been on our own
And moss grows fat on a rolling stone
But that's not how it used to be
When the jester sang for the king and queen
In a coat he borrowed from James Dean
And a voice that came from you and me

Oh, and while the king was looking down
The jester stole his thorny crown
The courtroom was adjourned
No verdict was returned

And while Lenin read a book on Marx
The quartet practiced in the park
And we sang 'Dirges In The Dark'
The day the music died

We were singing bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye
And singing this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die

Helter skelter in a summer swelter
The birds flew off with a fallout shelter
Eight miles high and falling fast
Landed foul on the grass
The players tried for a forward pass
With the jester on the sidelines in a cast

Now the half time air was sweet perfume
While sergeants played a marching tune
We all got up to dance
Oh, but we never got the chance

'Cause the players tried to take the field
The marching band refused to yield
Do you recall what was revealed
The day the music died?

We started singing bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye
And singing this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die

Oh, and there we were all in one place
A generation lost in space
With no time left to start again
So come on Jack be nimble, Jack be quick
Jack Flash sat on a candlestick
'Cause fire is the devil's only friend

Oh, and as I watched him on the stage
My hands were clenched in fists of rage
No angel born in hell
Could break that Satan's spell

And as the flames climbed high into the night
To light the sacrificial rite
I saw Satan laughing with delight
The day the music died

He was singing bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye
And singing this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die

I met a girl who sang the blues
And I asked her for some happy news
But she just smiled and turned away
I went down to the sacred store
Where I'd heard the music years before
But the man there said the music wouldn't play

And in the streets the children screamed
The lovers cried and the poets dreamed
But not a word was spoken
The church bells all were broken

And the three men I admire most
The Father, Son and the Holy Ghost
They caught the last train for the coast
The day the music died

And they were singing bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye
Singing this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die

They were singing, bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye
Singing this'll be the day that I die

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Sunday, August 15, 2010

Saddest Day - Lyrics - Broken Silence - Foxy Brown

Title: Saddest Day
Album: Broken Silence
Artist: Foxy Brown
Composer(s): Wycliffe Johnson, Marchand Von Charles, Cleveland Brown

Lyric:
(Oh)
(Aa hey hey)
{This one is dedicated to you}
(Ohh, umm)
(Aeye)
Foxy Brown, Wayne Wonder
Puttin it down
Whoa, oh, c'mon

But the saddest day of my life
Was when she left me with a broken heart
I was feeling the pain
(The pain, the pain)
The saddest day of my life
Was when she left me with a broken heart
I was going insane
(Yeah, yeah)

Now I'm the type of bitch that's one of a kind
(Ohh)
Y'all know, the kind of bitch that like to sip that fine wine
(Umm)
Like to be on top or get it from behind
Either way I throw the pussy like the free toll line
(Aeyeah)
Break a nigga spine, tote a Calico and dare
Any bitch if come try test mine
(Umm)
Violate, one time, I cock the nine
You, motherfuckin right I bust a bitch over mine
Shit, niggaz can cheat and put tips in bitches' waist
But when we slip up, get a gun in our face
(Oh now, oh now)
Have me missin' show dates, heart beatin' slow pace
Wonder what he doin, who the fuck he screwin'
Bitches ain't shit, know that that's your man
(Ohh)
And they still fuck around and try to suck the nigga dick
(Ohh)
And I'm a bad bitch, I don't play that bullshit
Bitch'll catch wreck, I ain't got a full deck nigga
(Shubadubadub yeah)

But the saddest day of my life
Was when she left me with a broken heart
I was feeling the pain
(The pain, the pain)
The saddest day of my life
Was when she left me with a broken heart
I was going insane
(Yeah, yeah)

Ever since I was a little girl always wanted to know
How the fuck these niggaz think, why a man move so
(Shubadubadub yeah)
Why would you jeopardize your whole life
Fuckin' one bitch for one night, blame it on the liquor
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
How would you feel if I fucked another nigga
And told you that motherfucker made me cum quicker?
(Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
You'd probably grab the gat and put two in my back
One in my face, nigga but it's one in my waist
Go 'head and slip, watch me shut down this bitch
Cheat on who?
Nigga I'll be gone before you
(Oh no no no no)
And when you with the one you love, disrespect the game
Before he drive you insane, losin' your fuckin' brain

Foxy Brown, Wayne Wonder
Puttin' it down
Whoa, oh, c'mon

But the saddest day of my life
Was when she left me with a broken heart
I was feeling the pain
(The pain, the pain)
The saddest day of my life
Was when she left me with a broken heart
I was going insane
(Yeah, yeah)

For months I used to cry, felt like I wanted to die
(Oh yeah)
Kept asking God why do I deserve this?
(Oh yeah)
We all make mistakes, ain't nobody perfect
(Oh yeah)
We're human, and through it all, I remained a good woman to you
(Oh yeah)
Prayin' for strength and losin' my faith
(Oh yeah)
How could you lay in my bed and lie in my face?
(Oh yeah)
Jumpin' out my sleep
Havin' nightmares of me tossin' and turnin', my heart still burnin'
(Hey)
Watchin' me suffer, relivin' my fears
Holdin' my pillow close while you dryin' my tears
(Oh no no no no)
Stop your blood clot cryin', need to stop lyin'
And look me in my eyes 'fore these plates start flyin'
And how the fuck could you disrespect us
(Oh)
Everything we stand for, all our love and our trust
(Oh no no no no)
Seems like I said before, you won't appreciate me
And everything we have 'til I'm out the fuckin' door
(Shubadubadub yeah)

But the saddest day of my life
Was when she left me with a broken heart
I was feeling the pain
(The pain, the pain)
The saddest day of my life
Was when she left me with a broken heart
I was going insane
(Yeah, yeah)

Try to erase all the memories
They're the ones they goin' see
If I could forget all about the past
Oh no no no no, how long will this go on?

But the saddest day of my life
Was when she left me with a broken heart
(Oh yeah)
I was feeling the pain
(The pain, the pain)
The saddest day of my life
Was when she left me with a broken heart
(Oh yeah)
I was going insane
(Oh yeah)
(Oh yeah)
(Oh yeah)
Oh no no no no
Ohh, come on

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Wednesday, August 18, 2010

Good Way - Lyrics - The Creed - Avalon

Title: Good Way
Album: The Creed
Artist: Avalon
Composer(s): Cindy Lavonne Morgan, Melissa Green, Janna Long, Damon Riley

Lyric:
Traffic noise, expensive toys
A love that never lasts
Broken homes and self-made thrones
We're livin' life too fast

That we forget the things that his love brings
Beyond what this world is
I can hear it still today, what the preacher used to say
This is how you live, you've got to

Believe in your heart, right down to your soul
And speak the true things and know that you know
'Cause this might be the day, so live like it is
Find the good way and walk in it, walk on

Saints of old and streets of gold
Will gaze upon His throne
Singin' holy, holy God of glory
We'll worship Him alone

So keep your eye on the sky, while it's all passing by
This world is not our home
'Cause someday soon, we're gonna be made new
But until' then you've got to

Believe in your heart, right down to your soul
And speak the true things and know that you know
'Cause this might be the day, so live like it is
Find the good way and walk in it

Believe in your heart, right down to your soul
And speak the true things and know that you know
'Cause this might be the day, so live like it is
Find the good way and walk in it, walk on

Take a look around, the world is falling down
Why can't we see that it's almost over?
The clouds are rollin' in
He's gonna break the sky the dead are gonna rise
Those who are alive in Him will fly, will fly

Find, find the good way
Find, find the good way

Believe in your heart, right down to your soul
And speak the true things and know that you know
'Cause this might be the day, so live like it is
Find the good way and walk in it

Believe in your heart, right down to your soul
And speak the true things and know that you know
'Cause this might be the day, so live like it is
Find the good way and walk in it, walk on

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Tuesday, August 10, 2010

A Real Good Place To Start - Lyrics - Carrying Your Love with Me - George Strait

Title: A Real Good Place To Start
Album: Carrying Your Love with Me
Artist: George Strait
Composer(s): Dean Dillon, Gary Nicholson

Lyric:
Still reelin' from a relationship that left me torn in two
Tryin' to find that first step that leads to someone new
Gettin' me back together, didn't know it could be so hard
But if I'm ever gonna mend this broken heart
You look like a real good place to start

I need a new beginning and girl you fit right in
Sometimes a new beginning is found in an old friend
If I'm ever gonna mend this broken heart
You look like a real good place to start

There've been times when you and him just couldn't get along
I'd hear your knock and let you in, be your shoulder to cry on
And now he's finally left you, and I find you in my arms
If I'm ever gonna mend this broken heart
You look like a real good place to start

I need a new beginning and girl you fit right in
Sometimes a new beginning is found in an old friend
And if I'm ever gonna mend this broken heart
You look like a real good place to start
And if I'm ever gonna mend this broken heart
You look like a real good place to start

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Saturday, August 14, 2010

Morning Is Broken - Lyrics - Lloyd Cole

Title: Morning Is Broken
Artist: Lloyd Cole
Composer(s): Lloyd Cole

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Lyric:
You used to be mean, you used to be cruel
But you were laughing then and it was no accident
Where did the mean man go? Is he chasing his shadow?
Is he unhappy to report that the gentleman he found is a terrible bore?

You know it all, you've got all the answers
But if that's the case, what's with the long face?

It's very easy to be brave
With your good foot in the grave
It's very easy to be cold
When there's no one in the world you want to know

It's very easy to be suave
When you're on your guard
Like you always are

The sun goes down and now the shadows arise
And morning is broken as you mourn your life
You smile at your neighbors as you lock your doors
You face up the mirror, mister pimp or whore

Is it hard to let go at the foot of the rainbow?
Just to be informed that the chase was your reward
Here have a crock of gold, keep it for when you're old
Like a week on Tuesday, hey wise man say

It's very easy to be brave
With your good foot in the grave
It's very easy to be cold
When there's nowhere in the world you want to go

It's very easy to be suave
When you're on your guard
Like you always are

The sun goes down and now the shadows arise
And morning is broken as you mourn your life
You smile at your neighbors as you lock your doors
You face up the mirror, mister pimp or whore

The sun goes down and now the shadows arise
And morning is broken as you mourn your life
You smile at your neighbors as you lock your doors
And morning is broken as the pimp or whore

Put me in the ground, put me in the ground
Come on, put me in the ground
The morning is broken
(The morning is broken as you mourn your life)
Come on, put me in the ground
(The sun goes down and now the shadows arise)

Come on, come on, put me in the ground
(The morning is broken as you mourn your life)
The morning is broken
The sun goes down and now the shadows arise
And morning is broken as you mourn your life

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Tuesday, August 17, 2010

Last Thoughts On Woody Guthrie - Lyrics - Bob Dylan

Title: Last Thoughts On Woody Guthrie
Artist: Bob Dylan
Composer(s): Bob Dylan

Lyric:
When yer head gets twisted and yer mind grows numb
When you think you're too old, too young, too smart or too dumb
When yer laggin' behind an' losin' yer pace
In a slow-motion crawl of life's busy race
No matter what yer doing if you start givin' up
If the wine don't come to the top of yer cup

If the wind's got you sideways with one hand holdin' on
And the other starts slipping and the feeling is gone
And yer train engine fire needs a new spark to catch it
And the wood's easy findin' but yer lazy to fetch it
And yer sidewalk starts curlin' and the street gets too long
And you start walkin' backwards though you know its wrong
And lonesome comes up as down goes the day
And tomorrow's mornin' seems so far away

And you feel the reins from yer pony are slippin'
And yer rope is a-slidin' 'cause yer hands are a-drippin'
And yer sun-decked desert and evergreen valleys
Turn to broken down slums and trash-can alleys
And yer sky cries water and yer drain pipe's a-pourin'
And the lightnin's a-flashing and the thunder's a-crashin'
And the windows are rattlin' and breakin' and the roof tops a-shakin'
And yer whole world's a-slammin' and bangin'

And yer minutes of sun turn to hours of storm
And to yourself you sometimes say
"I never knew it was gonna be this way
Why didn't they tell me the day I was born?"

And you start gettin' chills and yer jumping from sweat
And you're lookin' for somethin' you ain't quite found yet
And yer knee-deep in the dark water with yer hands in the air
And the whole world's a-watchin' with a window peek stare
And yer good gal leaves and she's long gone a-flying
And yer heart feels sick like fish when they're fryin'

And yer jackhammer falls from yer hand to yer feet
And you need it badly but it lays on the street
And yer bell's bangin' loudly but you can't hear it's beat
And you think yer ears might a been hurt
Or yer eyes've turned filthy from the sight-blindin' dirt
And you figured you failed in yesterdays rush
When you were faked out an' fooled white facing a four flush

And all the time you were holdin' three queens
And it's makin you mad, it's makin' you mean
Like in the middle of Life magazine
Bouncin' around a pinball machine

And there's something on yer mind you wanna be saying
That somebody someplace oughta be hearin'
But it's trapped on yer tongue and sealed in yer head
And it bothers you badly when your layin' in bed
And no matter how you try you just can't say it
And yer scared to yer soul you just might forget it
And yer eyes get swimmy from the tears in yer head
And yer pillows of feathers turn to blankets of lead

And the lion's mouth opens and yer staring at his teeth
And his jaws start closin with you underneath
And yer flat on your belly with yer hands tied behind
And you wish you'd never taken that last detour sign
And you say to yourself, "Just what am I doin'
On this road I'm walkin', on this trail I'm turnin'
On this curve I'm hanging
On this pathway I'm strolling, in the space I'm taking
In this air I'm inhaling?

Am I mixed up too much, am I mixed up too hard?
Why am I walking, where am I running?
What am I saying, what am I knowing?
On this guitar I'm playing, on this banjo I'm frailin'
On this mandolin I'm strummin', in the song I'm singin'
In the tune I'm hummin', in the words I'm thinkin'
In the words that I'm writing

In this ocean of hours I'm all the time drinkin'
Who am I helping, what am I breaking?
What am I giving, what am I taking?
But you try with your whole soul best
Never to think these thoughts and never to let
Them kind of thoughts gain ground
Or make yer heart pound
But then again you know why they're around
Just waiting for a chance to slip and drop down

"Cause sometimes you hear'em when the night times comes creeping
And you fear that they might catch you a-sleeping
And you jump from yer bed, from yer last chapter of dreamin'
And you can't remember for the best of yer thinking
If that was you in the dream that was screaming
And you know that it's something special you're needin'
And you know that there's no drug that'll do for the healin'
And no liquor in the land to stop yer brain from bleeding

You need something special, you need something special, all right
You need a fast flyin' train on a tornado track
To shoot you someplace and shoot you back
You need a cyclone wind on a stream engine howler
That's been banging and booming and blowing forever
That knows yer troubles a hundred times over

You need a Greyhound bus that don't bar no race
That won't laugh at yer looks, your voice or your face
And by any number of bets in the book
Will be rollin' long after the bubblegum craze
You need something to open up a new door
To show you something you seen before
But overlooked a hundred times or more
You need something to open your eyes

You need something to make it known
That it's you and no one else that owns
That spot that yer standing
That space that you're sitting
That the world ain't got you beat
That it ain't got you licked
It can't get you crazy no matter how many
Times you might get kicked

You need something special all right
You need something special to give you hope
But hope's just a word that maybe you said or maybe you heard
On some windy corner 'round a wide-angled curve
But that's what you need man, and you need it bad
And yer trouble is you know it too good
"Cause you look an' you start getting the chills
"Cause you can't find it on a dollar bill

And it ain't on Macy's window sill
And it ain't on no rich kid's road map
And it ain't in no fat kid's fraternity house
And it ain't made in no Hollywood wheat germ
And it ain't on that dimlit stage
With that half-wit comedian on it
Ranting and raving and taking yer money
And you thinks it's funny

No you can't find it in no night club or no yacht club
And it ain't in the seats of a supper club
And sure as hell you're bound to tell that no matter how hard you rub
You just ain't a-gonna find it on yer ticket stub
No, and it ain't in the rumors people're tellin' you
And it ain't in the pimple-lotion people are sellin' you
And it ain't in no cardboard-box house
Or down any movie star's blouse

And you can't find it on the golf course
And Uncle Remus can't tell you and neither can Santa Claus
And it ain't in the cream puff hair-do or cotton candy clothes
And it ain't in the dime store dummies or bubblegum goons
And it ain't in the marshmallow noises of the chocolate cake voices
That come knockin' and tappin' in Christmas wrappin'

Sayin' "Ain't I pretty and ain't I cute?
Look at my skin
Look at my skin shine, look at my skin glow
Look at my skin laugh, look at my skin cry"
When you can't even sense if they got any insides
These people so pretty in their ribbons and bows
No you'll not now or no other day
Find it on the doorsteps made out-a paper mache?
And inside it the people made of molasses
That every other day buy a new pair of sunglasses

And it ain't in the fifty-star generals and flipped-out phonies
Who'd turn yuh in for a tenth of a penny
Who breathe and burp and bend and crack
And before you can count from one to ten
Do it all over again but this time behind yer back, my friend
The ones that wheel and deal and whirl and twirl
And play games with each other in their sand-box world

And you can't find it either in the no-talent fools
That run around gallant and make all rules for the ones that got talent
And it ain't in the ones that ain't got any talent but think they do
And think they're foolin' you
The ones who jump on the wagon
Just for a while 'cause they know it's in style
To get their kicks, get out of it quick
And make all kinds of rnoney and chicks

And you yell to yourself and you throw down yer hat
Sayin', "Christ do I gotta be like that!
Ain't there no one here that knows where I'm at?
Ain't there no one here that knows how I feel?
Good God Almighty that stuff ain't real!

No but that ain't yer game, it ain't even yer race
You can't hear yer name, you can't see yer face
You gotta look some other place
And where do you look for this hope that yer seekin'?
Where do you look for this lamp that's a-burnin'?
Where do you look for this oil well gushin'?
Where do you look for this candle that's glowin'?
Where do you look for this hope that you know is there
And out there somewhere
And your feet can only walk down two kinds of roads?

Your eyes can only look through two kinds of windows
Your nose can only smell two kinds of hallways
You can touch and twist and turn two kinds of doorknobs
You can either go to the church of your choice
Or you can go to Brooklyn State Hospital
You'll find God in the church of your choice
You'll find Woody Guthrie in Brooklyn State Hospital

And though it's only my opinion
I may be right or wrong
You'll find them both
In the Grand Canyon at sundown

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Monday, August 9, 2010

Good Go Bad - Lyrics - The Day Has Come - Cheyenne Kimball

Title: Good Go Bad
Album: The Day Has Come
Artist: Cheyenne Kimball
Composer(s): Brad Smith, Cheyenne Kimball, Christopher Thorne

Lyric:
We used to be happy
What a thing to chase
My heart is all broken
Yeah, well, I'm sad better
When you look at my face

Don' tell me, "No", I'm done
Don't tell me I'm the only one

Let's break up, you seem to have enough
I'm sick and tired of watching the good go bad
Watching the good go bad

Break up, you see, I've had enough
I'm sick and tired of watching the good go bad
Watching the good go bad
And I'm not coming back

Turn out the loud static
'Cuz it's killin' my ears
Well, I'm not one to panic
So, I'm shaking it off and getting rid of these fears

Don't tell me it's the end
No, I don't wanna go through that again
I don't wanna go through that again

Let's break up, you seem to have enough
I'm sick and tired of watching the good go bad
Watching the good go bad

Break up, you see I've had enough
I'm sick and tired of watching the good go bad
Watching the good go bad
And I'm not coming back

We used to be happy
What a thing to chase
We used to be happy
What a thing to waste

Let's break up, you seem to have enough
I'm sick and tired of watching the good go bad
Watching the good go bad

Break up, you see I've had enough
I'm sick and tired of watching the good go bad
Watching the good go bad
I've got a feeling it's the end

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Sunday, August 1, 2010

Gift Of Cool - Lyrics - Rock 'N' Roll Worship Circus

Title: Gift Of Cool
Artist: Rock 'N' Roll Worship Circus
Composer(s): A Chon Carter, Eric Lemiere, Gabriel Wison, Melanie Wison

Lyric:
I remember the day
When the love of God landed in our town
He took all the silent and broken hearts
And fixed them up and gave them a sound

He had almost every different kind of kid
From every different kind of social background
Taking all the cool they had and praising God
As He spun them around, it's when God came to town

And the people in our churches, they were constantly amazed
At the kids kneeling at the altar with their different fashion flavors
You had squares and preps and skater punks, Goths and techno-ravers
And the tattooed kids with the colored hair
And they were all getting saved

You think the sixties had good vibrations?
Well check out my generation

We will run and never stop, yeah we all will stand together
Taking everything we are, and then praising Him forever
Well anyone and everyone, come on join us for a good time
We are breaking all the rules, by praising God with your gift of cool

Suddenly almost every kid in town had finally found the way
To take all the gifts and talents and beauty they had
And worship God every day, man, you had all the high school parties
And they were turning into worship raves
And the sounds of the underground in town had turned into praise

We will run and never stop, yeah we all will stand together
Taking everything we are, and then praising Him forever
Well anyone and everyone, come on join us for a good time
We are breaking all the rules, by praising God with your gift of cool

When you people sing, all of Heaven sings, so sing
Is that cool?

We will run and never stop, yeah we all will stand together
Taking everything we are, and then praising Him forever
We will run and never stop, yeah we all will stand together
Taking everything we are, and then praising Him forever

Well anyone and everyone, come on join us for a good time
We are breaking all the rules, by praising God with your gift of cool
Lift your hands into the sky, yeah we all will stand together
Taking everything we are, and then praising Him forever

We will run and never stop, yeah we all will stand

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