All Night - Lyrics - Swollen Members

Title: All Night
Artist: Swollen Members
Composer(s): Kiley Hendricks, Shane Bunting, Daniel James Denton, Christian Olde Woblers

Lyric:
Yeah, this is swollen members
Come on, another battle axe banger
Breakin' out the heat, showin' you what's really goin' on
Come on

Don't stop
Make it last all night
Hey ma' what's really good?
Shake ya' ass all night
Come on, get in the ride
Drive fast all night
But you already got a girl
That's alright

Don't stop
Make it last all night
Hey ma' what's really good?
Shake ya' ass all night
Come on, get in the ride
Drive fast all night
But you already got a girl
That's alright

What up ma', you wanna hang with a rock star
Hop into my truck, get stopped by a cop car
Hot as it supposed to get
Seem like the police, they don't like my associates

We some monsters in concert
Drunk in the middle of the club like who wants it
Mass appeal with massive wheels, bling-bling
Chocolate belt buckle, I'm the motorcycle ring king

Brand new breed, creek of vengeance
Bad muscle car with TV's and chromed out engines
Fuckin' models and smashin' glass bottles
Full blown, no helmet, full throttle

Rhinestone cowboy, desperado
Underground to winnin' the rap lotto
Now mad child's talkin' 'bout cash, son of a bitch
I was just broke before, it's more fun bein' rich

Don't stop
Make it last all night
Hey ma' what's really good?
Shake ya' ass all night
Come on, get in the ride
Drive fast all night
But you already got a girl
That's alright

Don't stop
Make it last all night
Hey ma' what's really good?
Shake ya' ass all night
Come on, get in the ride
Drive fast all night
But you already got a girl
That's alright

Yo' ma', you're so raw, hotter than solar
I like you so far, dancin' with no bra
Show me where them hands are, reachin' for my keys
It's cool we can roll, we do everything in three's

Four go with them, two come with me
Pound it like a drum, see how fun it can be
Now pull like a monster truck, at the crib
Who wants to fuck, this is life, live it up

Case closed, but there's more for later
Pushin' the buttons like space invaders
My whole pack is tattooed and black like villains
We can bounce tonight, but tomorrow don't catch feelin's

Don't stop
Make it last all night
Hey ma' what's really good?
Shake ya' ass all night
Come on, get in the ride
Drive fast all night
But you already got a girl
That's alright

Bouce, rock, drink, smoke, do whatever
Can't stop get more of this cheddar
Don't you love it when the plan comes together?
We doin' big things spend more of this cheddar

I hear them say glorious, how it must feel
We comin' through rollin' on rims bigger than bus wheels
And plus skill, that's a total package
You scared like airplanes and explode 'em package

That's the size of the damage we do, no amateur crew
We takin' care of business like a manager do, hey
Rhymes knowin' how I'm so fantastic
When I bend it and smack it, just ask the last chick

The beat knockin' like a brick to the head
It's moka o, and if you don't know I'm sick in the head, come on
Rippin' it, that's why I'm flippin' the bread
I got your neck nodding like a bitch addicted to head, ya' know

Don't stop
Make it last all night
Hey ma' what's really good?
Shake ya' ass all night
Come on, get in the ride
Drive fast all night
But you already got a girl
That's alright

Don't stop
Make it last all night
Hey ma' what's really good?
Shake ya' ass all night
Come on, get in the ride
Drive fast all night
But you already got a girl
That's alright

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All My Tears - Lyrics - Good Monsters - Jars Of Clay

Title: All My Tears
Album: Good Monsters
Artist: Jars Of Clay
Composer(s): Julie Miller

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Lyric:
When I go, don't cry for me
In my Father's arms, I'll be
And wounds this world left on my soul
Will all be healed and I'll be whole

Sun and moon will be replaced
With the light of Jesus' face
And I will be not be ashamed
For my Savior knows my name

It don't matter where you bury me
I'll be home and I'll be free
It don't matter where I lay
All my tears, be washed away

Gold and silver blind the eye
Temporary riches lie
Come and eat from Heaven's store
Come and drink and thirst no more

'Cos it don't matter where you bury me
I'll be home and I'll be free
It don't matter where I lay
All my tears, be washed away

So weep not from me, my friends
When my time below does end
For my life belongs to Him
Who will raise the dead again

It don't matter where you bury me
'Cos I'll be home and I'll be free
It don't matter where I lay
All my tears, be washed away

It don't matter
It don't matter
It don't matter
It don't matter

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Take Me Higher - Lyrics - Good Monsters - Jars Of Clay

Title: Take Me Higher
Album: Good Monsters
Artist: Jars Of Clay
Composer(s): Ron Aniello, Dan Haseltine, Charlie Lowell, Steve Mason, Matt Odmark

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Lyric:
It took a lot to turn away
Blood and water from one side
It took Your eyes to stare me down
It took the truth to set me free
To set me free

Looking for a place to hide
Waiting for the wind to rise
My soul is waiting
Looking for a place to hide
I need a little peace tonight

Take me higher than the sun
Yeah, You are the only one
Take me higher than the sun
Yeah, yeah

Around the ceiling of the heart
Is where we feel the things
That send us away
To where the blind can see the stars
So do you see the stars
Do you see the stars?

Looking for a place to hide
I need a little peace tonight

Take me higher than the sun
Yeah, You are the only one
Take me higher than the sun
Yeah, yeah

Take me higher than the sun
Yeah, You are the only one
And You are the only one

Take me higher than the sun, yeah
Take me higher than the sun
Take me higher than the sun
Yeah, You are the only one

You are the only one
You are the only one
Higher than the sun

Take me higher than the sun
You are the only one
Take me higher than the sun
You are the only one

You are the only one
You are the only one
You are the only one

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There Is A River - Lyrics - Good Monsters - Jars Of Clay

Title: There Is A River
Album: Good Monsters
Artist: Jars Of Clay
Composer(s): Ron Aniello, Dan Haseltine, Charlie Lowell, Steve Mason, Matt Odmark

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Lyric:
There is a river that washes you clean
There is a tree that marks the places you've been
Blood that was spilled, although not your own

For all of your tears
Are the wages for things you've done
And all of those nights
Spent alone in the darkness of your mind

Give it up, let go
These are the things
You were never meant to shoulder

There is a river that washes you clean
There is a tree that marks the places you've been
Blood that was spilled, although not your own
For all of your tears, love will atone

So give up the right
To control the waves that empty at your life
Above wild skies
Are the rays that break the shadows we design

Give it up, let go
These are the things
You were never meant to shoulder
Give it up, let go

There is a river that washes you clean
There is a tree that marks the places you've been
Blood that was spilled, although not your own
For all of these things, love will atone

I know the world can turn in different ways
Most of the time we're simply hanging on
And under the signs of how we all behave
We might find the place where we belong

There is a river that washes you clean
And there is a tree that marks the places you've been
Blood that was spilled, although not your own
For all of these things, love will atone
For all of those nights, you cried all alone
For all of your tears, love will atone

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Let There Be Light - Lyrics - Hip Hop Is Dead - Nas

Title: Let There Be Light
Album: Hip Hop Is Dead
Artist: Nas
Composer(s): P Cho, T Williams, Nasir Jones, Kanye Omari West, Devon Harris

Lyric:
Yeah, check check, testing
It's clear out there? Yeah
It's like I'm hang gliding over the hood
Never worry, no, no, oh, no

Check, let there be light
No gang banging in New York tonight
Just murals of Biggie Smalls, bigger than life
Turn up the kid mic 'cuz ya'll ain't listening right

What's all this talk that Nas got bought?
I'd rather outline my body in white chalk
Ain't nobody been where I been, they at a stand still
This is all overseen by my man Will

As I walk through the valley, shadow of death
I know that I ain't got much time left
And they don't really wanna see the good in me
Ain't satisfied until they see the fool in me

And I, I know my business, so my sins great
And I, I thank the hood for all the love they gave
And I forgive 'em all, they did they best to hate
Oh, let there be light

This ain't the glorified, just painting the street picture
There's no God in sir Bibles, just blunt and switches
Gillette's cut pain in kitchen, now every rapper wanna claim
He hang with Kenneth "Supreme" Griffith

It's like the same difference 'cept when **** get arraigned
They don't want the same sentence, **** get to snitchin'
If I could reverse the monsters and turn forward the razas
And bring back the **** who was livest

Old hustlers, reminiscing on better days
They home, doing nothing, might as well be in a cage
Hating on young brothers, one foot in the grave
They used to love us till we found our own way thru the maze

New York, set trippin' and flaggin'
Got the West Coast laughing, now Esco's asking
What happened? My homegirl from upper Manhattan
She remembers the quarters that's Latin, a lotta rat-a-tat-tatting

As I walk through the valley, shadow of death
I know that I ain't got much time left
And they don't really wanna see the good in me
Ain't satisfied until they see the fool in me

And I, I know my business, so my sins great
And I, I thank the hood for all the love they gave
And I forgive 'em all, they did they best to hate
Oh, let there be light

The son of the audio cassette era, tech wearer
Bullets and begets, Binzbo's speaker terror
Till man I get mine till I'm dead, so I can drive sumpthin' red
Like that horse standing on it's hind legs

Since Arnold and Willis in they bunk beds, I wanted bread like Wonder
Not manned-a-wanno like the parents of Lionel
Nas is the Ghetto American Idol
No matter what you do you're never getting my title

I can't sound smart' cuz ya'll'll run away
They say I ain't hungry no more and I don't talk about 'ye
Like there's no other way for a ex-hustler
Cake ya, the X-ray splitter to touch ya, I beg to differ

When you're four years into the game, we can have a conversation
Eight years in the game, I invite you on vacation
Ten years in the game, after I've enjoyed my fame
Only then I let ya pick my brain

And I, right about now
And I, they don't really know
And I, they don't really see, I don't even deal with all that garbage
No, no, no, we getting real right, ya know?

And I, though I walk through the valley
That is Tre Williams ladies and gentlemen
And I, they should fear no
And I, no, no, focus on good things man, good times, alright

As I walk through the valley shadow of death
I know that I ain't got much time left
And they don't really wanna see the good in me
Ain't satisfied until they see the fool in me

And I, I know my business, so my sins great
And I, I thank the hood for all the love they gave
And I forgive 'em all, they did they best to hate
Oh, let there be light

As I walk through the valley shadow of death
I know that I ain't got much time left
And they don't really wanna see the good in me
Ain't satisfied until they see the fool in me

And I, I know my business, so my sins great
And I, I thank the hood for all the love they gave
And I forgive 'em all, they did they best to hate
Oh, let there be light

Oh, let it be, let it be, yeah, yeah
Let it be, let it be

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Out Of My Depth - Lyrics - Songs From An American Movie, Vol. 2: Good Time For A Bad Attitude - Everclear

Title: Out Of My Depth
Album: Songs From An American Movie, Vol. 2: Good Time For A Bad Attitude
Artist: Everclear
Composer(s): Greg Eklund, Craig Montoya, Art Alexakis

Lyric:
Out of my depth
Lost in the air
Falling faster
Like a broken elevator

Out of my depth
Lost in the dark
Waiting for that other shoe
To come down hard

I cannot communicate
Like I wish I could
I do not deal with my problems
Like I know I should

I am out of my depth
I am out of my league
Watching everything
Just slip away from me

Something bad is going to happen
I can feel it deep inside
There are shadows all around me
Like a bad moon on the rise

I am in over my head
I am in too deep here over my head
Yeah I guess I should keep my opinions to myself
I guess I am out of my depth

Out of my depth
Right from the start
I feel like I was born
With an invisible heart

Out of my depth
Seems like everyday
I can't find the words
To make the good things
Come my way

Yes I feel like I am faking it
I feel like I am wrong
I feel like I'm a guest
Like I just do not belong

I am out of my depth
Every single day
I just cannot find the words
To make my monsters go away

Something bad is going to happen
I can feel it deep inside
There are shadows all around me
Like a bad moon on the rise

I am in too deep here over my head
Yes I am in too deep here over my head
I should seek some professional help

Because I'm out of my depth
Yes, I'm out of my depth
And I am slowly going out of my mind

Oh, go away
Make them go away
Someday I know
I will make them go away

Make them go away
Make them go away
Someday I know, I will make
My monsters go away

I am in over my head
I should seek some professional help
I should keep my opinions to myself
Yeah I guess I am out of my depth

I am out of my depth
I am out of my depth
I am out of my

I am out of my depth, I am out of my depth
I am out of my depth, I am out of my depth
I am out of my depth, I am out of my depth
I am out of my depth, yes, I am slowly going out of my mind

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The Fine Art Of Falling Apart - Lyrics - Loser Anthems - Matthew Good Band

Title: The Fine Art Of Falling Apart
Album: Loser Anthems
Artist: Matthew Good Band
Composer(s): Matthew Good

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Lyric:
I walk alone and I
I ride alone and I
I rock myself to sleep

Baby, there ain't enough room in this world
For people like you
And horrors like me

A time of darkness
There lived a girl in a cave in the woods
Disguised as a bee

At night she would fly into the city
Sting the cause
And sting the cost
And she would hover over me

Whispering
We're surfacing
We're surfacing

I stand alone and I
I fight alone and I
Stay clean by feeling cheap

And baby, there ain't enough room in this world
For perfection's like you
And monsters like me

A time of darkness
You will look absurd and you will feel inert
And you will go looking to blame somebody

You see I used to think
That I'd get over everything
But everything just got over me

I'm some of it
You're some of it
We're some of it
I'm certain of it

I walk alone and I
I ride alone and you know
That's all right by me

See baby 'cause
Here ain't enough room in this world
For a great, great many things

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No Remedy - Lyrics - The Jelly Jam

Title: No Remedy
Artist: The Jelly Jam
Composer(s): T Tabor, J Myung, R Morgenstein

Lyric:
I read directions
I read the signs
For my protection
I would resign

All around the island
I can see the crowd
Back into the middle
I could think out loud to myself

Chasing rainbow colors
Try to learn my name
I was never good at this game

No remedy, I'm not so bad
No comedy, I'm feeling bad
No felony but I've been had

I dropped a package
Began to shake
Nowhere to hide
From the rattlesnake

Deep inside the island
Wrapped in cellophane
Trying to be normal
But I can't stand the pain in myself

Chasing rainbow colors
Try to learn my name
I was never good at this game

No remedy, I'm not so bad
No comedy, I'm feeling bad
No felony but I've been had

I don't know any monsters, no conspiracy
Even with the surface feeling slippery
And I think that I know you
At least to some degree in myself

Chasing rainbow colors
Try to learn my name
I was never good at this game

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Freedom Fighter - Lyrics - Big Head Todd And The Monsters

Title: Freedom Fighter
Artist: Big Head Todd And The Monsters
Composer(s): Todd Park Mohr

Lyric:
Dance under the missile glow
Over the eastern sea
Gunshot by the side of the road
Highway scenery

Revolution got no goals
Except keepin' the family together

Dang chains ain't sweet on you
Freedom fighter, don't let 'em get you alive
You won't change a damn thing, this is true
Freedom fighter, keep your head on tonight, keep it on now

Take me on with you now
Take me along with you tonight

She came late for the tank parade
With emancipation song
Plugged in a guitar and played
And sang of Spanish bombs

Jackknifed inside and prayed
The world has come undone, yeah, whatever

Dang chains'll look good on you
Freedom fighter, don't let 'em get you alive
You won't change a damn thing, this is true
Freedom fighter, keep your head on tonight, keep it on now

Take me on with you now
Take me along with you tonight

Dang chains'll look good on you
Freedom fighter, don't let 'em get you alive
You won't change a damn thing, this is true
Freedom fighter, keep your head on tonight, keep it on now

Take me on with you now
Take me along with you tonight

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Greyhound - Lyrics - Big Head Todd And The Monsters

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

Lyric:
As I was walking by the muddy river
I was touched by a hand
I was laid over in a strange land

As I looked to take myself a silver
By the moonlight still lay a-bare
Barely unnoticed, bury my head in her soft hair

Greyhound roll on, get on and get me a ride

Roll on

You made me feel good outside
You were a good public affair
Everybody knew there was nothin' goin' on

Greyhound roll on, get on and get me a ride

Roll on

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End Of A Century - Lyrics - Live At The Budokan (Live) - Blur

Title: End Of A Century
Album: Live At The Budokan (Live)
Artist: Blur
Composer(s): Dave Rowntree, Steven Alexander James, Damon Albarn, Graham Coxon

Lyric:
She says, "There's ants in the carpet"
The dirty little monsters, eating all the morsels
Just pickin' up the rubbish
Give her effervescence, she needs a little sparkle
Good morning TV, you're looking so healthy

We all say, "Don't want to be alone"
We wear the same clothes 'cause we feel the same
Kiss with dry lips, when we say goodnight
End of a century, oh it's nothin' special

Sex on the TV, everybody's at it
And the mind gets dirty as you get closer to thirty
Gives her a cuddle, and they're glowing in a huddle
Good night TV, you're all made up
And you're looking like me

We all say, "Don't want to be alone"
We wear the same clothes 'cause we feel the same
Kiss with dry lips, when we say goodnight
End of a century, oh it's nothin' special

Can you eat her?
Yes you can

We all say, "Don't want to be alone"
We wear the same clothes 'cause we feel the same
Kiss with dry lips, when we say goodnight
End of a century, oh it's nothing special

We all say, "We want to be alone"
We wear the same clothes 'cause we feel the same
Kiss with dry lips, when we say goodnight
End of a century, oh it's nothing special

Oh end of a century, oh it's nothing special

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Dinner With Ivan - Lyrics - Big Head Todd And The Monsters

Title: Dinner With Ivan
Artist: Big Head Todd And The Monsters
Composer(s): Todd Park Mohr

Lyric:
I took dinner at seven
With a tablecloth and wine
My poor brother Ivan
Who could laugh but couldn't smile

Stories filled the evening
Of his job and of his wife
How they somehow cheated him
How they took his life

Welcome to the wild world brother
Sometimes it's gonna rain on you
It rains all over the world, brother
Sometimes it's gonna rain
Sometimes it's gonna rain
Sometimes it's gonna rain on you

The evening went on and on
Was it time to say goodbye
To all the big decisions
And dirty dishes in his life

Yeah, get in my car, brother
Have yourself a good time
But ain't I just too lazy
To wipe the tears from my eyes

Welcome to the wild world brother
Sometimes it's gonna rain on you
It rains all over the world, brother
Sometimes it's gonna rain
Sometimes it's gonna rain
Sometimes it's gonna rain on you

The evening went on and on
Was it time to say goodbye
To all the big decisions
And dirty dishes in his life

Yeah, get in my car, brother
I'll turn the key and take a drive
But ain't I just too lazy
To wipe the tears from my eyes

Welcome to the wild world brother
Sometimes it's gonna rain on you
It rains all over the world, brother
Sometimes it's gonna rain
Sometimes it's gonna rain
Sometimes it's gonna rain on you

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Mac Man - Lyrics - The Truth - Beanie Sigel

Title: Mac Man
Album: The Truth
Artist: Beanie Sigel
Composer(s): Robert Kirkland, Dwight Grant

Lyric:
This shit is not a fuckin' game

Pac Man, y'all niggas know my name
It'll take a quarter key to survive in my game
They call me Pac Man, and ain't a damn thing change
Even though I got signed, I'ma still slang thangs

Pac Man, y'all niggas know my name
It'll take a quarter key to survive in my game
They call me Pac Man, and ain't a damn thing change
Even though I got signed, I'ma still slang thangs

Ay, yo I cop power pellets and y'all call 'em bricks
I make little dots and y'all chop rocks to flip
Before junior, they had me out on a chase
Running from these ghost monsters y'all calling the jakes
All I do is stack loot, run around and eat fruit

And harass these lady cops named Pinky and Sue
My whole life been a maze in a chase
Can't keep still without these monsters on my back invadin' my space
I got two hitmen that'll bury you brothers
They rule the underworld

You know 'em as the Mario Brothers
Straight cannons
And won't hesitate to shoot you
And they stay goin' to war wit that latin' King Koopa
I got a worker named Frogger

When I say jump he leap
A highway boy who be runin' the streets
Wit that package
Dodgin through traffic that's narrow
And my nigga Donkey Kong bringin' weed in by the barrels

Pac Man, y'all niggas know my name
It'll take a quarter key to survive in my game
They call me Pac Man, and ain't a damn thing change
Even though I got signed, I'ma still slang thangs

Pac Man, y'all niggas know my name
It'll take a quarter key to survive in my game
They call me Pac Man, and ain't a damn thing change
Even though I got signed, I'ma still slang thangs

I take over blocks section by section
Shake under cover cops and make 'em change direction
They best bet is to relax and chill
Sonic couldn't catch me I'm good at track and field
I might run up in your spot, when I'm runnin' from the cops
Sling work a dime a dot, a hundred a rock
I give out cooked, yeah but I only get raw
And I keep a nice stash in case I have a pitfall

I got a worker named Turtle that be movin' my snow
He bring strait dough, he just move it too slow
I'll fuck with them crabs I had to blast those boys
Caught them breakin' down my rocks like Asteroids
Met Ms Pac told she could go on a mission
But first she got to let me put in pole position
I wish I woulda knew then what I now know sooner
Cause 10 towns later here come Pac Jr

Pac Man, y'all niggas know my name
It'll take a quarter key to survive in my game
They call me Pac Man, and ain't a damn thing change
Even though I got signed, I'ma still slang thangs

Pac Man, y'all niggas know my name
It'll take a quarter key to survive in my game
They call me Pac Man, and ain't a damn thing change
Even though I got signed, I'ma still slang thangs

I got drugs for every race, color, and creed
I sling mushrooms to white boys in club centipede
Donkey Kong was gettin' money from slinging weed
I don't know why he wanna start a pie factory
We can be partners, that's murda, us connecting
Wit the right blow and burger time doing the cheffin'
We can get doe can't let the cops catch us
And if it move slow still stack blocks like Tetris

Whoever don't wanna get down, they stupid
Not the one to jump around these blocks like Q bit
Ain't nobody out there making no noise
Wit they own route but that nigga paper boy
We can take his stuff, he ain't tough he a nut
He always letting dig dug pump 'em up
I pull a plug on 'em niggas if they don't wanna set it
Game over niggas, I'll see you next credit

Pac Man, y'all niggas know my name
It'll take a quarter key to survive in my game
They call me Pac Man, and ain't a damn thing change
Even though I got signed, I'ma still slang thangs

Pac Man, y'all niggas know my name
It'll take a quarter key to survive in my game
They call me Pac Man, and ain't a damn thing change
Even though I got signed, I'ma still slang thangs

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From The Inside - Lyrics - The Best Of Alice Cooper: Mascara & Monsters - Alice Cooper

Title: From The Inside
Album: The Best Of Alice Cooper: Mascara & Monsters
Artist: Alice Cooper
Composer(s): David Foster, Alice Cooper, Dick Wagner, Bernie Taupin

Lyric:
I got lost on the road somewhere
Was it Texas or was it Canada?
Drinking whiskey in the morning light
And I work the stage all night long

At first we laughed about it
My long haired drunken friends
Proposed a toast to Jimmy's ghost
I never dreamed that I would wind up on the losing end

I'm stuck here on the inside looking out
I'm just another case
Where's my makeup, where's my face on the inside?

You all got your kicks from what you saw up there
Eight bucks even buys a folding chair
I was downing seagrams on another flight
And I worked that stage all night long

You were screaming for the villain up there
And I was much obliged
The old road sure screwed me good this time
It's hard to see where the vicious circle ends

I'm stuck here on the inside looking out
That's no big disgrace
Where's my makeup, where's my face on the inside?
On the inside

I'm stuck here on the inside looking out
I'm just another case
Where's my makeup, where's my face on the inside?

I'm stuck here on the inside looking out
That's no big disgrace
Where's my makeup, where's my face on the inside?

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End Of The Century - Lyrics - Parklife - Blur

Title: End Of The Century
Album: Parklife
Artist: Blur
Composer(s): Dave Rowntree, Steven Alexander James, Damon Albarn, Graham Coxon

Lyric:
She says, "There's ants in the carpet"
The dirty little monsters, eating all the morsels
Just pickin' up the rubbish
Give her effervescence, she needs a little sparkle
Good morning TV, you're looking so healthy

We all say, "Don't want to be alone"
We wear the same clothes 'cause we feel the same
Kiss with dry lips, when we say goodnight
End of a century, oh it's nothin' special

Sex on the TV, everybody's at it
And the mind gets dirty as you get closer to thirty
Gives her a cuddle, and they're glowing in a huddle
Good night TV, you're all made up
And you're looking like me

We all say, "Don't want to be alone"
We wear the same clothes 'cause we feel the same
Kiss with dry lips, when we say goodnight
End of a century, oh it's nothin' special

Can you eat her?
Yes you can

We all say, "Don't want to be alone"
We wear the same clothes 'cause we feel the same
Kiss with dry lips, when we say goodnight
End of a century, oh it's nothing special

We all say, "We want to be alone"
We wear the same clothes 'cause we feel the same
Kiss with dry lips, when we say goodnight
End of a century, oh it's nothing special

Oh end of a century, oh it's nothing special

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Drive - Lyrics - Bleach

Title: Drive
Artist: Bleach
Composer(s): Samuel Barnhart, David Baysinger, Brad Ford, Martt Gingerich, Todd Kirby

Lyric:
120 dBs to blast your brain
Crusin' down the strip in my Chevrolet
Ten below but I got the windows down
'Cause I want the world to hear me rockin' out
I want them to get it good

I wanna, wanna, wanna, drive, drive, drive
Saturday night and the streets alive
I wanna, wanna, wanna, drive, drive, drive
There's more I'll show you more

This is more than just a weekend thing
Out every night to where the monsters sing
Righteous sounds pumping out my stereo
It's Jesus and my four wheel Vaudeville show
I want them to get the goods

I wanna, wanna, wanna, drive, drive, drive
Saturday night and the streets alive
I wanna, wanna, wanna, drive, drive, drive
There's more I'll show you more

And I ain't afraid of rockin' out
These super sounds are gonna knock you out
I ain't afraid of turnin' it up
'Cause I wanna show my Father's love

I wanna, wanna, wanna, drive, drive, drive
Saturday night and the streets alive
I wanna, wanna, wanna, drive, drive, drive
There's more I'll show you more

I wanna, wanna, wanna, drive, drive, drive
I wanna, wanna, wanna, drive, drive, drive
I wanna, wanna, wanna, drive, drive, drive
I wanna drive

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The Devil - Tips - Lyrics - Arab Strap

Title: The Devil - Tips
Artist: Arab Strap
Composer(s): Malcolm Bruce Middleton, Aidan John Moffat

Lyric:
If I could always be eighteen
You could always be eight
We'd draw monsters on your walls
I'll keep you up too late

'Cause gettin' served in pubs
It's not always cracked up to be
I dreamt you were wee again
Arms stretched out, pinin' for me

Come here, so I can help you
Tie your brand new tie
Brush your coat and remember
No one laughs if you cry

Well, fuck me, it's windy
We picked a good day
That's the first drink I've ever, ever bought to you
And I'm sure you're startin' to sway

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Beware Of Us - Lyrics - Weapons of Mass Destruction - Xzibit

Title: Beware Of Us
Album: Weapons of Mass Destruction
Artist: Xzibit
Composer(s): Marvin Jones, K. Abdu-Rahman, Alvin Joiner

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Lyric:
Yeah, Strong Arm Steady
One gang, four guns
How the West was won, let's go

Jump if you really want it
You'll catch one in yo' stomach
When you see the Steady comin'
Y'all better beware of us

Loudmouths is always talkin'
When we come they keep on walkin'
But my dogs ain't only barkin'
Y'all better beware of us

Jump if you really want it
You'll catch one in yo' stomach
When you see the Steady comin'
Y'all better beware of us

Loudmouths is always talkin'
When we come they keep on walkin'
But my dogs ain't only barkin'
Y'all better beware of us

I'm eatin' chicken wings, mm, it's like chicken feed
Mm, I'm at the feed house smokin' all this chicken's weed
Huh, you're hardly hard, this sucker's soft as volleyball
Cold Chillin' like my name was, Big Daddy, Marley Marl

You're not a star at all, no, you're just a sidekick, yeah
Runnin' the outside lickin' shit and ridin' dicks
Real niggaz start cliques, start shit we spark clips
The mac'll make your door lift and leave me with a sore wrist

You should be impressed, yeah, it's like my first impression
I pull representer, exposition in a session
I'm in the Expedition, expose a dark dimension
Your girl used to suck dick during detention

You got dumped, she came up by spittin'
Out nuts of every homey comin' home from prison
Yeah, the fake chicks get dick the Ferragamo fake fits
I keep they drawers drenched, no drawers, fake tits

Jump if you really want it
You'll catch one in yo' stomach
When you see the Steady comin'
Y'all better beware of us

Loudmouths is always talkin'
When we come they keep on walkin'
But my dogs ain't only barkin'
Y'all better beware of us

This the last call, total recall, my pimpin' flowin' like Niagara Falls
So you can Phil Da Agony y'all
Yeah, you get beat to the punch, rap monsters eat you for lunch
And feed you to the beat that you want

Fear keep knockin' fake fans sent to no one
Fuck them niggaz run from me I don't owe 'em
Why do things for free, you don't know 'em?
These niggaz'll load up the heat, they don't throw 'em

Hooks stay floatin' in my mind, I design 'em like
Architects workin' online, I'm on the incline
Lamp like the heavyweight champ, it took 3 months of trainin'
While it's rainin' take your brain' through boot camp

Fair facts, Nike Air Max, I'm back blunted
Yeah, that them niggaz hear that and don't want it
Triple trick niggaz get sick to they stomach
Strong Arm Steady ready act like you want it, bitch

Jump if you really want it
You'll catch one in yo' stomach
When you see the Steady comin'
Y'all better beware of us

Loudmouths is always talkin'
When we come they keep on walkin'
But my dogs ain't only barkin'
Y'all better beware of us

Every day above ground is a good day
My wordplay only contain what the hood say
Clack the black off a nigga make him see the light
My overhand right'll violate your civil rights

We get bars, big cars, cigars
12 gauge salute to your face to face God
Icon, marathon mack, where the bitches at?
Raise it back, steady game, came with a gang of gats

I hit your pressure points, we jack the motherlode
Expose your motives like a CSI episode
Output maximum level, dig deep down in the dirt
With diligence and dance with the devil, yeah

'Cause you don't know me homey, I keep the banger on me
It wasn't my aim, it came with the territory
Feet planted firm in the turf, plant you six feet deep in the earth
Gettin' slumped while the ammo dump, fucker

Jump if you really want it
You'll catch one in yo' stomach
When you see the Steady comin'
Y'all better beware of us

Loudmouths is always talkin'
When we come they keep on walkin'
But my dogs ain't only barkin'
Y'all better beware of us
Beware of us

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40 - Sinister Mob - Lyrics - E

Title: 40 - Sinister Mob
Artist: E
Composer(s): Nathan Hill, Dajaun Darvelle Cayson, Earl Stevens

Lyric:
I don't know if you don't, I know, whenever the wind blows
I be chasin' all of my cheese, think I'm lyin', silly negro, please
My niggaz is out to get rich, better watch out man 'cause they sick
Somebody better get this dick, I'm about to get sick with this shit

Although them niggaz is tight
As tight as me they never will be
So what? Some niggaz is famous man
Some niggaz is out for they G's

Some niggaz is lovin' hookers man
Some niggaz send hoes to they knees
Some niggaz will rescue a bitch
Some skanless niggaz'll let the ho bleed

If you gon' ride, nigga go'n ride
If you gon' hide, nigga go'n hide, witcho' bitch ass
If you gon' shoot, nigga go'n shoot, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo
If you gon' spook, nigga go'n spook

If you gon' ride, nigga go'n ride
If you gon' hide, nigga go'n hide, witcho' bitch ass
If you gon' shoot, nigga go'n shoot, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo
If you gon' spook, nigga go'n spook

The cherries, sirens, got me layin', po po penelopes make
Noises throughout the night, bring the yellow tape
They so lost, bodies bagged up
Streets blocked off, victims air lifted up

Lieutenants, bosses, block monsters, kingpins
Funkin', beefin', killin' they best friends
And to prevent bloodshed we used to try to reason
But right now it's a drought and ain't nobody eatin'

So therefo' there the problem right there
Ain't no jobs provided so I'ma blame the Mayor
Sinister mob throughout the town
Y'all grew up on this shit, y'all love the sound

Y'all threw up on the shit, all on the tar
Got you twisted with the shit, dang near wreck yo' momma's car
Dirty needles, welfare checks
Poverty, despair, housin' projects

If you gon' ride, nigga go'n ride
If you gon' hide, nigga go'n hide, witcho' bitch ass
If you gon' shoot, nigga go'n shoot, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo
If you gon' spook, nigga go'n spook

If you gon' ride, nigga go'n ride
If you gon' hide, nigga go'n hide, witcho' bitch ass
If you gon' shoot, nigga go'n shoot, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo
If you gon' spook, nigga go'n spook

Smeb with me and Nate Dogg
M.D. 20/20 see that them breathin' alcohol
Drinking too many to the head with me
Eightball, let your anger out, throw it up against the wall

I dropped a C-note, didn't miss it
A little skank from the other side, picked it up and kiss it like
Good luck, you deserve it and you makin' it
Even though my boyfriend, them be hatin' it

I'm a top hat, them cats is mouses
I sport ice, cost mo' than niggaz houses
I'm nothing close to bein' fake
I tried to tell them tricks a long time ago
To get in this rap game, but it's too late

I'm on my way to my, where? Studio session
Switchin' ears, tryin' to get a better reception
Changin' gears, super size
Poppin' wheelies in my brand new ride

If you gon' ride, nigga go'n ride
If you gon' hide, nigga go'n hide, witcho' bitch ass
If you gon' shoot, nigga go'n shoot, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo
If you gon' spook, nigga go'n spook

If you gon' ride, nigga go'n ride
If you gon' hide, nigga go'n hide, witcho' bitch ass
If you gon' shoot, nigga go'n shoot, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo
If you gon' spook, nigga go'n spook

Glow in the dark night vision, solar ray tinted glass
Power heated side through mirrors, brought back airbags
Off the new with the stump
My Cadillac DTS Deville, 32 valve ain't no punk

Get up outta here some ol' Jacklin and square
Hollered adjitudes and ate the gravel
I said, ?I ain't no mark ass any ol' rapper
Potnah I was built for battlin'

And about all that ol' jaw jackin'
You doin' potnah, I ain't playin'
You get your head put on flat,
Think it's a game, I got choppers

Done fucked with jelly jaws
Screwed a few bitches in my car
A temper problem, I can't hide
Issues, violence, problems deep inside?

Although them niggaz is tight
As tight as me they never will be
So what? Some niggaz is famous man
Some niggaz is out for they G's

Some niggaz is lovin' hookers man
Some niggaz send hoes to they knees
Some niggaz will rescue a bitch
Some skanless niggaz'll let the ho bleed

If you gon' ride, nigga go'n ride
If you gon' hide, nigga go'n hide, witcho' bitch ass
If you gon' shoot, nigga go'n shoot, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo
If you gon' spook, nigga go'n spook

If you gon' ride, nigga go'n ride
If you gon' hide, nigga go'n hide, witcho' bitch ass
If you gon' shoot, nigga go'n shoot, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo
If you gon' spook, nigga go'n spook

If you gon' ride, nigga go'n ride
If you gon' hide, nigga go'n hide, witcho' bitch ass
If you gon' shoot, nigga go'n shoot, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo
If you gon' spook, nigga go'n spook

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Sleep - Lyrics - Black Parade - My Chemical Romance

Title: Sleep
Album: Black Parade
Artist: My Chemical Romance
Composer(s): Frank Iero, Raymond Toro, Gerard Arthur Way, Bob Bryar, Michael Way

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Lyric:
{They?re these terrors, and it?s like
It feels like as if somebody was gripping my
They?re theses terrors and it?s like
It feels like as if somebody was gripping my throat}

{Like last night, uh, they?re not like tremors
They?re worse than tremors they?re, they?re theses terrors
Like last night, uh, they?re not like tremors
They?re worse than tremors they?re, they?re theses terrors}

{And it?s like
It feels like as if somebody was gripping my throat
And squeezing and
And it feels like as if somebody was gripping my throat}

Some say now suffer all the children and walk away a savior
Or a madman and polluted from gutter institutions
Don't you breathe for me undeserving of your sympathy
?Cause there ain't no way that I'm sorry for what I did

And through it all, how could you cry for me?
?Cause I don't feel bad about it
So shut your eyes, kiss me goodbye
And sleep, just sleep
The hardest part is letting go of your dreams

A drink for the horror that I'm in
For the good guys and the bad guys
For the monsters that I've been
Three cheers for tyranny, unapologetic apathy
?Cause there ain't no way that I'm coming back again

And through it all, how could you cry for me?
?Cause I don't feel bad about it
So shut your eyes, kiss me goodbye
And sleep, just sleep
The hardest part?s the awful things that I've seen

{Sometimes I see flames
And sometimes I see people that I love dying
And it?s always
Sometimes I see flames
And sometimes I see people that I love dying
And it?s always}

Just sleep, just sleep
Just sleep, just sleep
Just sleep, just sleep

Wake up!
Wake up!
Wake up!

{I can?t, I can?t ever wake up}

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