High Road - Lyrics - Soul Mover - Glenn Hughes

Title: High Road
Album: Soul Mover
Artist: Glenn Hughes
Composer(s): Glenn Hughes

Lyric:
What's the matter friend
Open up your mind again
You're so frustrated
And you cannot decide

You can float away
Get upon a tidal wave
Now let it take you
To the freedom inside

Why don't you take a trip?
Don't you wanna get a grip
I just wanna
Get a message to you

We can leave today
We can motor anyway
So give it me
Let me make up your mind

And I've know
That you've been lookin' for a new direction
So leave it to me
Let me tell you what I'm gonna do

I said
"Children get out on the high road"
Every kinda people
Now don't you wanna ride with me

I won't let you down
Get yourself back on the ground
You're dehydrated
And it's so hard to breathe

You don't need a pill
Somethin' that you wanna kill
So let me take you
To the freedom inside

And I've know
That you've been lookin' for a new direction
So leave it to me
Let me tell you what I'm gonna do

I said
"Children get out on the high road
Every kinda people
Now don't you wanna ride with me"

I said
"Children get out on the high road
Every kinda people
Now don't you wanna ride with me"

And I've know
That you've been lookin' for a new direction, yeah
So leave it to me
Let me tell you what I'm gonna do

Children get out on the high road
Every kinda people
Now don't you wanna ride with me

I said
"Children get out on the high road
Every kinda people
Now don't you wanna ride with me"

I said
"Children get out on the high road
Every kinda people
Now don't you wanna ride with me"

I said
"Children get out on the high road
Every kinda people
Now don't you wanna ride with me"

Get out on the high road
Yeah yeah yeah

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Enemy - Lyrics - Loudest Common Denominator - Drowning Pool

Title: Enemy
Album: Loudest Common Denominator
Artist: Drowning Pool
Composer(s): Stephen Benton, Michael Jay Luce, Ryan Mccombs, Christian Joseph Pierce

Lyric:
The words you used were mine
You used a thousand times
Doesn't make them what I've bled
I hated you, I loathed you
Though felt, I never let the words begin to spill

Make me sick till I can't breathe
Never want to be your enemy
Silence me, so I can't be
Never want to be your enemy

I walk the high road away from you
God knows what I've been through
This is the life I have, this is the life I choose
I walked away, the high road away from you
Walk away, walk away, you made an enemy

I never, I never wanted
I never wanted to poison or burn through
Labeled malcontent, by bastards of decent
Excuse this place I stand, words are to elude you

Make me sick till I can't breathe
Never want to be your enemy
Silence me, so I can't be
Never want to be your enemy

I walk the high road away from you
God knows what I've been through
This is the life I have, this is the life I choose
I walked away, the high road away from you
Walk away, walk away, you made an enemy

Deep inside realize never want to be your enemy
Change me, rearrange me, make me your enemy
(Yeah)

Deep inside realize never want to be your enemy
(Walk away from)
Change me, rearrange me, make me your enemy
(Enemy, yeah)

Deep inside realize never want to be your enemy
(Walk away from)
Change me, rearrange me, make me your enemy, your enemy

I walk the high road away from you
God knows what I've been through
This is the life I have, this is the life I choose
I walked away, the high road away from you
Walk away, walk away, you made an enemy

The high road away from you
Walk away, walk away, you made an enemy

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The High &Amp; Mighty Road - Lyrics - John Cale

Title: The High &Amp; Mighty Road
Artist: John Cale
Composer(s): John Cale, Bob Neuwirth

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Lyric:
Before the end of the beginning
Before the finish credits role
There is a brief but brutal truth along
The high and mighty road

Faces tend to run together
Names be lost and legends told
Of the ways to be forgiven
On that high and mighty road

There is a will to test the power
There is the struggle for control
Of the basic rights of passage
Along the high and mighty road

It is a journey for the taking
It is a choice that can be made
It is the soul that may be shaken
It is the spirit to be sane

There is hypocrisy and wonder
When fortunes pale and empires
Home to an ancient way of magic
Along a high and mighty road

Money changers seeking payments
For the privileged to be so bold
To say the train is not too crowded
For a high and mighty road

And the courage may be tested
By judgment harsh and cold
From the monitors of progress
Along that high and mighty road

There are the words that have been spoken
There is the life that's been portrayed
It is a promise to be broken
It is the joy that dies in vain

Pale treasure, fragile beauty
Or the messages set in coal
We delivered as nostalgic on that
High and mighty road

Sacrifice and deprivation
Are spiteful paradoxes sold
As begrudging restitutions
Along that high and mighty road

And yet the faces, oh God the faces
They seldom change from young to old
They only seem to grow more brazen
Along the high and mighty road

It is the future we are trading
It is the prices that we pay
It is the mind that is mistaken
It is the heart we give away

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Mess Around - Lyrics - Alvin and the Chipmunks - The Chipmunks

Title: Mess Around
Album: Alvin and the Chipmunks
Artist: The Chipmunks
Composer(s): Alana Da Fonseca, Aaron Sandlofer, Ali Dee Theodore

Lyric:
Uh, yeah, come on now, Chipmunks
Bringing it back
It's been a long time
It's been a long road
But you know how we do it for you
(Come on)

Girls, we hypnotize, make them realize
Look into their eyes, it's amazing
Now we're at the top and you know we're hot
All the hits we got
Yeah, their blazing

We used to talk about it
We used to dream about it
And then we think about it
We knew we'd make it

So ladies, raise you hands and
Yeah, fellas go on in and go ahead
And plan your game and go ahead, get crazy

It's been a long time coming and we're keepin' it hot
It's been a high road, baby, but it's worth, it worth it all
When I'm out on the road, listen up
Bet you know we keep it going for you
Now I'm a gonna turn you up
'Cause you know we don't mess around

Uh, yeah, one more time
Now we don't mess around
Yeah, yeah

Baby, ladies like our sign
Fellas like our sign
We'll be here a while
Yeah, we're stayin'

'Cause we know how to rock
Know how to keep it hot
We'll give it all you got
There's no playin'

That's why we keep on singing
That's why the funky feeling
That why we wont stop dreaming
That's why you're swaying

So ladies raise your hands
And, yeah, fellas go on in and
Go ahead and plan your game
And go ahead get crazy

It's been a long time coming and were keepin' it hot
Its been a high road, baby, but its worth it, worth it all
When I'm out on the road, listen up
Bet you know we keep it going for you
Now, I'm a gonna turn you up
'Cause you know we don't mess around

Uh, yeah, what cha say now?
Now, we don't mess around
Uh, uh, yeah

Come on, girl, take it to the bridge

Chipmunks, go fly
Keep on rockin' us every night
Chipmunks so hot, keep on
Keepin' on never gonna stop

It's been a long time coming and were keepin' it hot
Its been a high road, baby, but it's worth it, worth it all
When I'm out on the road, listen up
Bet you know we keep it going for you
Now, I'm a gonna turn you up
'Cause you know we don't mess around

Its been a long time coming, baby, we cant lie
From the the hood in the west Cali-fo-i
A to the L, V to the I
N to never quitin', yo, we keepin' it live
Yeah

Chipmunks, go fly
Keep on rockin' us every night
Chipmunks so hot, keep on
Keepin' on never gonna stop

It's been a long time coming and we're keepin' it hot
It's been a high road, baby, but its worth it worth it all
When I'm out on the road, listen up
Bet you know we keep it going for you
Now, I'm a gonna turn you up
'Cause you know we don't mess around

Aha, aha
(come on)
Now we don't mess around
(wooo, yeah)

Now, we don't mess around
Ya'll hear that
(One time)
Now, we don't mess around

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High Road - Lyrics - The Rising Tied - Fort Minor

Title: High Road
Album: The Rising Tied
Artist: Fort Minor
Composer(s): Mike Shinoda

Lyric:
Let's go, y'all

These people are runnin' off at the mouth
Tryin' to convince me that I'm runnin' on empty
Tryin' to convince themselves, that the record with Jay was a fluke
That the record that I'm makin' is a mistake, and I can't take this

Lemme, tell you where I'm at with this
You bastards, are gonna have to take back that shit
I'm not plastic and fake
When I make tracks, I take facts and lay 'em out for the masses

You assholes are gonna see soon that I'm not playin'
Start askin' me the names that I'm not sayin'
But I'm tryin' to be bigger than the bickerin'
Bigger than the petty name calling under the breath talking

Rumors and labels and categorization
I'm like a struggling doctor, no patients
But you can say, what you want about me
Keep talking, while I'm walking away

You can say, what you have to say
'Cuz my mind's made up anyway
I'm takin' the high road going above you
This is the last time that I'm gonna trust you

You can say, what you have to say
'Cuz my mind's made up anyway
All that bullshit you talk might work a lot
But it's not gonna work today, not gonna work today

You people are runnin' off at the mouth
Tryin' to make me take myself off safety
Tryin' to make my friends turn their backs on the team we built
Buildin' up some mistaken information and I can't take this

Lemme, spell it out plain for you
Angry groups complain about the things we do
I'm not changin' direction, I'm steppin' my game up
Maintaining my name, the same way I came up

You're gonna see that I'm not playing
Start askin' the names, that I'm not sayin'
But I'm trying not to mention the names of people
Who wanna sight and attention

You like the hype but pretendin' you're part of the picture won't pass
You're like a high school dropout, no class
And you can say, what you want about me
Keep talking, while I'm walking away, bitch

You can say, what you have to say
'Cuz my mind's made up anyway
I'm taking the high road going above you
This is the last time that I'm gonna trust you

You can say, what you have to say
'Cuz my mind's made up anyway
All that bullshit you talk might work a lot
But it's not gonna work today, not gonna work today

Why does it always have to be
Somebody's always watching me
All I really need is some room to
Breathe, breathe, breathe
Is anybody out there listening?
'Cuz I can't stand to keep this in
All I really want, I'll say it again, again

You can say, what you have to say
'Cuz my mind's made up anyway
I'm taking the high road going above you
This is the last time that I'm gonna trust you

You can say, what you have to say
'Cuz my mind's made up anyway
All that bullshit you talk might work a lot
But it's not gonna work today, not gonna work today

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The Roman Road - Lyrics - Super Furry Animals

Title: The Roman Road
Artist: Super Furry Animals
Composer(s): Huw Bunford, Guto Pryce, Dafydd Ieuan, Gruff Rhys, Cian Ciaran

Lyric:
I was raised on a roman road
You could argue that a film we saw
Where the plane was a child to the
Rich above her cuts away her soul

See where the falcons fly, with the
Low flying jets with the heads held high
Looking at the valley below
All the cars and the trucks they just go go go

Roman road, it's a little pit stop on the road to Rome
Roman road, it's a line to the past and a road to Rome
Roman road, it's a little pit stop on the road to Rome
Roman road, all the cars and the trucks they just go go go

You could talk to the molten gold
So I could tell they'll be understood
That the universe is flat
And trees are made of wood

Staring at the nebula
I plant my root to a distant fruit
Flying my caterpry
To stop those fuckers flying by

Roman road, it's a little pit stop on the road to Rome
Roman road, it's a line to the past and a road to Rome
Roman road, it's a little pit stop on the road to Rome
Roman road, it's a line to the past they just go go go

Roman road, it's a little pit stop on the road to Rome
Roman road, it's a line to the past they just go go go
Roman road, it's a little pit stop on the road to Rome
Roman road, all the cars and the trucks they just go go go

On the Roman road
Scheming and a-dreaming there be reason to be living
On the Roman road
Scheming and a-dreaming there be reason to be living

On the Roman road
Scheming and a-dreaming there be reason to be living
On the Roman road
Scheming and a-dreaming there be reason to be living

Scheming and a-dreaming there be reason to be living
Scheming and a-dreaming there be reason to be living
Scheming and a-dreaming there be reason to be living
Scheming and a-dreaming there be reason to be living

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Blazing Arrow - Lyrics - Blazing Arrow - Blackalicious

Title: Blazing Arrow
Album: Blazing Arrow
Artist: Blackalicious
Composer(s): Xavier Mosley, Harry Nilsson, Tim Parker

Lyric:
Amazin' phase, your days, your hazy ways, my blazing arrow
The rays that range from Asia way to Rio De Janeiro
A craze you crave but work today's the day that in a major way
I'll make you say, oh, look he saved the day and also paved the way
Rockin' my crew like razor blades today
And days away from now okay, okay
I'm like a laser ray keepin' the stains away

And dangerous ways rappin' the phrase that pays
All things just ain't a phase but ageless ways a cagey great displays
Yo hey, this ain't a game, so stays awake
'Cause if you came to play you'll all behave insane
After we change the game, it won't reamin the same
So make your disc and play this tape in your Camaro
Amazin' phase your days, your hazy ways, my blazing arrow

In my arrow, [Incomprehensible] the narrow
In my arrow, taking the high road
In my arrow, [Incomprehensible] the narrow
In my arrow, taking the high road

The verbal God, I throw a murder all my foe and kill 'em
But learnin all and so I'm gorowing while I'm learnin' wit 'em
Infernal I'll explode returnin' out the globe about to blow
Now get up out here yo, see head on out the zones that I patrol
Rock and roll might tear you out the soul like blunts and alcohol
I knock your whole toboggan for a loop and now the doubt will flow
I'm not the pro you wanna knock 'cause on the real I got the glow
Cosmic flows as I suppose thats how it's supposed to be and got to go

How'd ya know? Intuition
I was on the old safe surface, think about your purpose, that's impossible
But logic will disturb the thought or focus what it's not is all about
The grow about the kind of onus only God can know
I rock it for the chocolate, for the awkward, for the thoughtless
In your home or at your office
I'm your early morning coffee so who got the ball?
We roll with Navajos with double barrels
Amazin' phase, your days, your hazy ways, my blazing arrow

In my arrow, [Incomprehensible] the narrow
In my arrow, taking the high road
In my arrow, [Incomprehensible] the narrow
In my arrow, taking the high road

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High Voltage (Hybrid Theory Ep Version) - Lyrics - Linkin Park

Title: High Voltage (Hybrid Theory Ep Version)
Artist: Linkin Park
Composer(s): Chester Bennington, Mike Shinoda, Brad Delson, Maxwell Dixon, Derek Murphy, Rob Bourbon, Lorenzo Dechalus, Joseph Hahn

Lyric:
Sometimes, sometimes, sometimes
Sometimes, sometimes, hybrid

I've been diggin' in the crates ever since I was livin' in space
Before the rat race, before monkeys had human traits
I mastered numerology, big band theology
Performed lobotomies with telekinetic psychology

Invented the mic so I can start blessin' it
Chin-checkin' kids to make my point like an impressionist
Many men have tried to shake us
But I twist mic chords like double helixes
To show them what I'm made of

I buckle knees like leg braces
Cast a spell of instrumentalist on all of you MC's who hate us
So, you can try on, leave you without a shoulder to cry on
From now to infinity, let icon be bygones

I fire bombs, ghostly notes haunt this
I tried threats but moved on to a promise
I stomp shit with or without an accomplice
And run the guantlett with whoever that wants this

High voltage
(This is the unforgettable sound)
High voltage
(Bringin' you up and takin' you down)
High voltage
(Comin' at you from every side)
High voltage
(Making the rythm and rhyme collide)

Akira, I've put a kink in the backbones of clones with microphones
Never satisfied my rhymes Jones
Spraying bright day over what you might say
My blood types krylon, Technicolor type A

On highways write with road rage
Cages a winning, cages a tin that bounce all around
Surround sound, devouring the scenes
Subliminal gangrene paintings, over all the same things

Sing song karaoke copy bullshit
Break bones verbally with sticks and stone tactics
Forth dimension, compact convention
Write rhymes with ease while the track stands in attention

Meant to put you away, with the pencil
Pistol, official, sixteen line, a rhyme missile
While you risk your all, I pick out at your flaws
Spin, rah, blah, blah, blah, you can say you saw

High voltage
(This is the unforgettable sound)
High voltage
(Bringin' you up and takin' you down)
High voltage
(Comin' at you from every side)
High voltage
(Making the rythm and rhyme collide)

High voltage
(This is the unforgettable sound)
High voltage
(Bringin' you up and takin' you down)
High voltage
(Comin' at you from every side)
High voltage
(Making the rythm and rhyme collide)

Who's the man, the man in your hand over your land
Roving over man's bolding, fellow when he's jammin' your plans ova?
I am Vics Clorousos, the most ferocious
When I spy my third eye, it's extremely high voltage

That's why I need ruby corks glasses
'Cause when I glance at the chest that I might blast the masses
Subliminals transmitted through piano
Integrated in flow, calculated to nano

My I U skills when I mean plea sees the rhyme
I hear when I bleed when I proceed through time
I walk through walls and inanimate obstacles
While educed to the reduction of cells and molecules

I bring the knowledge, you swallow a state, that's the Hologram
I bot your head, fat and your lip like collagen
A telepath of another verses with no postage
Fellow march, Mike Shinoda, we high voltage

High voltage
(This is the unforgettable sound)
High voltage
(Bringin' you up and takin' you down)
High voltage
(Comin' at you from every side)
High voltage
(Making the rythm and rhyme collide)

High voltage
(This is the unforgettable sound)
High voltage
(Bringin' you up and takin' you down)
High voltage
(Comin' at you from every side)
High voltage
(Making the rythm and rhyme collide)

[Incomprehensible]

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High Voltage - Lyrics - Hybrid Theory (EP) - Linkin Park

Title: High Voltage
Album: Hybrid Theory (EP)
Artist: Linkin Park
Composer(s): Chester Bennington, Mike Shinoda, Brad Delson, Maxwell Dixon, Derek Murphy, Rob Bourbon, Lorenzo Dechalus, Joseph Hahn

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Lyric:
Sometimes, sometimes, sometimes
Sometimes, sometimes, hybrid

I've been diggin' in the crates ever since I was livin' in space
Before the rat race, before monkeys had human traits
I mastered numerology, big band theology
Performed lobotomies with telekinetic psychology

Invented the mic so I can start blessin' it
Chin-checkin' kids to make my point like an impressionist
Many men have tried to shake us
But I twist mic chords like double helixes
To show them what I'm made of

I buckle knees like leg braces
Cast a spell of instrumentalist on all of you MC's who hate us
So, you can try on, leave you without a shoulder to cry on
From now to infinity, let icon be bygones

I fire bombs, ghostly notes haunt this
I tried threats but moved on to a promise
I stomp shit with or without an accomplice
And run the guantlett with whoever that wants this

High voltage
(This is the unforgettable sound)
High voltage
(Bringin' you up and takin' you down)
High voltage
(Comin' at you from every side)
High voltage
(Making the rythm and rhyme collide)

Akira, I've put a kink in the backbones of clones with microphones
Never satisfied my rhymes Jones
Spraying bright day over what you might say
My blood types krylon, Technicolor type A

On highways write with road rage
Cages a winning, cages a tin that bounce all around
Surround sound, devouring the scenes
Subliminal gangrene paintings, over all the same things

Sing song karaoke copy bullshit
Break bones verbally with sticks and stone tactics
Forth dimension, compact convention
Write rhymes with ease while the track stands in attention

Meant to put you away, with the pencil
Pistol, official, sixteen line, a rhyme missile
While you risk your all, I pick out at your flaws
Spin, rah, blah, blah, blah, you can say you saw

High voltage
(This is the unforgettable sound)
High voltage
(Bringin' you up and takin' you down)
High voltage
(Comin' at you from every side)
High voltage
(Making the rythm and rhyme collide)

High voltage
(This is the unforgettable sound)
High voltage
(Bringin' you up and takin' you down)
High voltage
(Comin' at you from every side)
High voltage
(Making the rythm and rhyme collide)

Who's the man, the man in your hand over your land
Roving over man's bolding, fellow when he's jammin' your plans ova?
I am Vics Clorousos, the most ferocious
When I spy my third eye, it's extremely high voltage

That's why I need ruby corks glasses
'Cause when I glance at the chest that I might blast the masses
Subliminals transmitted through piano
Integrated in flow, calculated to nano

My I U skills when I mean plea sees the rhyme
I hear when I bleed when I proceed through time
I walk through walls and inanimate obstacles
While educed to the reduction of cells and molecules

I bring the knowledge, you swallow a state, that's the Hologram
I bot your head, fat and your lip like collagen
A telepath of another verses with no postage
Fellow march, Mike Shinoda, we high voltage

High voltage
(This is the unforgettable sound)
High voltage
(Bringin' you up and takin' you down)
High voltage
(Comin' at you from every side)
High voltage
(Making the rythm and rhyme collide)

High voltage
(This is the unforgettable sound)
High voltage
(Bringin' you up and takin' you down)
High voltage
(Comin' at you from every side)
High voltage
(Making the rythm and rhyme collide)

[Incomprehensible]

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High Voltage (Remix) - Lyrics - One Step Closer - Linkin Park

Title: High Voltage (Remix)
Album: One Step Closer
Artist: Linkin Park
Composer(s): Chester Bennington, Mike Shinoda, Brad Delson, Maxwell Dixon, Derek Murphy, Rob Bourbon, Lorenzo Dechalus, Joseph Hahn

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Lyric:
Sometimes, sometimes, sometimes
Sometimes, sometimes, hybrid

I've been diggin' in the crates ever since I was livin' in space
Before the rat race, before monkeys had human traits
I mastered numerology, big band theology
Performed lobotomies with telekinetic psychology

Invented the mic so I can start blessin' it
Chin-checkin' kids to make my point like an impressionist
Many men have tried to shake us
But I twist mic chords like double helixes
To show them what I'm made of

I buckle knees like leg braces
Cast a spell of instrumentalist on all of you MC's who hate us
So, you can try on, leave you without a shoulder to cry on
From now to infinity, let icon be bygones

I fire bombs, ghostly notes haunt this
I tried threats but moved on to a promise
I stomp shit with or without an accomplice
And run the guantlett with whoever that wants this

High voltage
(This is the unforgettable sound)
High voltage
(Bringin' you up and takin' you down)
High voltage
(Comin' at you from every side)
High voltage
(Making the rythm and rhyme collide)

Akira, I've put a kink in the backbones of clones with microphones
Never satisfied my rhymes Jones
Spraying bright day over what you might say
My blood types krylon, Technicolor type A

On highways write with road rage
Cages a winning, cages a tin that bounce all around
Surround sound, devouring the scenes
Subliminal gangrene paintings, over all the same things

Sing song karaoke copy bullshit
Break bones verbally with sticks and stone tactics
Forth dimension, compact convention
Write rhymes with ease while the track stands in attention

Meant to put you away, with the pencil
Pistol, official, sixteen line, a rhyme missile
While you risk your all, I pick out at your flaws
Spin, rah, blah, blah, blah, you can say you saw

High voltage
(This is the unforgettable sound)
High voltage
(Bringin' you up and takin' you down)
High voltage
(Comin' at you from every side)
High voltage
(Making the rythm and rhyme collide)

High voltage
(This is the unforgettable sound)
High voltage
(Bringin' you up and takin' you down)
High voltage
(Comin' at you from every side)
High voltage
(Making the rythm and rhyme collide)

Who's the man, the man in your hand over your land
Roving over man's bolding, fellow when he's jammin' your plans ova?
I am Vics Clorousos, the most ferocious
When I spy my third eye, it's extremely high voltage

That's why I need ruby corks glasses
'Cause when I glance at the chest that I might blast the masses
Subliminals transmitted through piano
Integrated in flow, calculated to nano

My I U skills when I mean plea sees the rhyme
I hear when I bleed when I proceed through time
I walk through walls and inanimate obstacles
While educed to the reduction of cells and molecules

I bring the knowledge, you swallow a state, that's the Hologram
I bot your head, fat and your lip like collagen
A telepath of another verses with no postage
Fellow march, Mike Shinoda, we high voltage

High voltage
(This is the unforgettable sound)
High voltage
(Bringin' you up and takin' you down)
High voltage
(Comin' at you from every side)
High voltage
(Making the rythm and rhyme collide)

High voltage
(This is the unforgettable sound)
High voltage
(Bringin' you up and takin' you down)
High voltage
(Comin' at you from every side)
High voltage
(Making the rythm and rhyme collide)

[Incomprehensible]

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How Many Wanna - Lyrics - Ja Rule

Title: How Many Wanna
Artist: Ja Rule
Composer(s): Irving Lorenzo, Jeffrey Atkins, Richard Wilson, R Mays

Lyric:
Yeah, yo, yo, uh
Ja Rule, huh, Murder Inc., nigga
(How many wanna die with me?)
Come on, come on
Yo, yo

I'ma ride to the end of the road, baby
This life will drive me crazy
Been gettin' high lately
Wonderin' when the Lord gon? take me

Where the fuck my gangsta's at?
(Yeah)
Where the fuck my bitches at?
(Oh)

Never gon' see shit without the Lord, they say
What's a nigga to do but kneel down and pray
Lord, forgive me
They're lookin' down on shit
Sometimes I feel I need out this shit

Spin it 'round one time
Close my eyes then click
Once I'm dead maybe I'll deserve all this
World, get off of me

Niggas hitting at Ja from what it sound like
Shit, niggas hitting at Ja don?t even sound right
Like I'm that nigga that went black and red over night
You're all welcome
Niggas know you wanna live my life

May God help ?em
I'm possessed by my sacrifice
Bitches and ice got me lovin' hell?s paradise
You feelin' me?

I'ma ride to the end of the road, baby
This life will drive me crazy
Been gettin' high lately
Wonderin' when the Lord gon? take me

Where the fuck my gangsta's at?
(Yeah)
Where the fuck my bitches at?
(Oh)

I'ma ride to the end of the road, baby
This life will drive me crazy
Been gettin' high lately
Wonderin' when the Lord gon? take me

Where the fuck my gangsta's at?
(Yeah)
Where the fuck my bitches at?
(Oh)

My life is caught up in some other shit
But I do deal with it
If it floods your heart, live it
Nigga don't die wit it

Just 'cause my soul?s trippin' outta control
Smashed up on the freeway
It?s gotta be the drug role, give me leave-way
Cock it back and undload murderers don't fold
Any actions need to be shown?

There we go, lots of holes
Always rap upon my foes
I keep niggas on they toes
Bitches know to get that dough
Niggas know fuck them hoes

We that heat, can't be froze
We that burnin' that leaves you cold
We them guns you can't unload
We that platinum, not that gold

We them niggas you just can?t touch
We them niggas that?s just too much
Y'all don't wanna fuck with us
We them niggas, murderers

I'ma ride to the end of the road, baby
This life will drive me crazy
Been gettin' high lately
Wonderin' when the Lord gon? take me

Where the fuck my gangsta's at?
(Yeah)
Where the fuck my bitches at?
(Oh)

I'ma ride to the end of the road, baby
This life will drive me crazy
Been gettin' high lately
Wonderin' when the Lord gon? take me

Where the fuck my gangsta's at?
(Yeah)
Where the fuck my bitches at?
(Oh)

How many wanna die wit me?
How many wanna die wit me?
How many wanna die wit me?
How many wanna die wit me?

How many wanna die wit me?
How many wanna die wit me?
How many wanna die wit me?
How many wanna die wit me, die wit me?

Evidently these niggas wanna out my life
If you had your way I would be dead on sight
But I shed my pain so now is my love is life
Niggas hatin' on Ja and shit ain't even half as tight

Hey, you feeling me?
Niggas don?t wanna get to close, I?m cut throat
Throw em away like bad coke
You ain't know?

Ja Rule's a killa nigga
Ain?t the one to be fucked with
Fuck around, get dealt with
Cock and slide, pull the clip
Nigga ya fearin' this

I'ma ride to the end of the road, baby
This life will drive me crazy
Been gettin' high lately
Wonderin' when the Lord gon? take me

Where the fuck my gangsta's at?
(Yeah)
Where the fuck my bitches at?
(Oh)

I'ma ride to the end of the road, baby
This life will drive me crazy
Been gettin' high lately
Wonderin' when the Lord gon? take me

Where the fuck my gangsta's at?
(Yeah)
Where the fuck my bitches at?
(Oh)

How many wanna die wit me?
How many wanna die wit me?
How many wanna die wit me?
How many wanna die wit me?

How many wanna die wit me?
How many wanna die wit me?
How many wanna die wit me?
How many wanna die wit me, die wit me?

How many wanna die wit me?
How many wanna die wit me?
How many wanna die wit me?
How many wanna die wit me?

How many wanna die wit me?
How many wanna die wit me?
How many wanna die wit me?
How many wanna die wit me, die wit me?

How many wanna die wit me?
How many wanna die wit me?
How many wanna die wit me?
How many wanna die wit me?

How many wanna die wit me?
How many wanna die wit me?
How many wanna die wit me?
How many wanna die wit me, die wit me?

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Five Feet High And Rising - Lyrics - The Essential Johnny Cash - Johnny Cash

Title: Five Feet High And Rising
Album: The Essential Johnny Cash
Artist: Johnny Cash
Composer(s): Johnny R. Cash

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Lyric:
How high's the water, Mama?
Two feet high and risin'
How high's the water, Papa?
She said, "Two feet high and risin'"

We can make it to the road in a homemade boat
'Cause that's the only thing we got left that'll float
It's already over, all the wheat and the oats
Two feet high and risin'

How high's the water, Mama?
Three feet high and risin'
How high's the water, Papa?
She said, "It's three feet high and risin'"

Well, the hives are gone, I've lost my bees
The chickens are sleepin' in the willow trees
Cow's in water up past her knees
Three feet high and risin'

How high's the water, Mama?
Four feet high and risin'
How high's the water, Papa?
She said, "It's four feet high and risin'"

Hey, come look through the window pane
The bus is comin', gonna take us to the train
Looks like we'll be blessed with a little more rain
Four feet high and risin'

How high's the water, Mama?
Five feet high and risin'
How high's the water, Papa?
She said, "It's five feet high and risin'"

Well, the rails are washed out north of town
We gotta head for higher ground
We can't come back till the water goes down
Five feet high and risin'
Well, it's five feet high and risin'

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H! Vltg3 - Lyrics - Reanimation - Linkin Park

Title: H! Vltg3
Album: Reanimation
Artist: Linkin Park
Composer(s): Chester Bennington, Mike Shinoda, Brad Delson, Maxwell Dixon, Derek Murphy, Rob Bourbon, Lorenzo Dechalus, Joseph Hahn

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Lyric:
Sometimes, sometimes, sometimes
Sometimes, sometimes, hybrid

I've been diggin' in the crates ever since I was livin' in space
Before the rat race, before monkeys had human traits
I mastered numerology, big band theology
Performed lobotomies with telekinetic psychology

Invented the mic so I can start blessin' it
Chin-checkin' kids to make my point like an impressionist
Many men have tried to shake us
But I twist mic chords like double helixes
To show them what I'm made of

I buckle knees like leg braces
Cast a spell of instrumentalist on all of you MC's who hate us
So, you can try on, leave you without a shoulder to cry on
From now to infinity, let icon be bygones

I fire bombs, ghostly notes haunt this
I tried threats but moved on to a promise
I stomp shit with or without an accomplice
And run the guantlett with whoever that wants this

High voltage
(This is the unforgettable sound)
High voltage
(Bringin' you up and takin' you down)
High voltage
(Comin' at you from every side)
High voltage
(Making the rythm and rhyme collide)

Akira, I've put a kink in the backbones of clones with microphones
Never satisfied my rhymes Jones
Spraying bright day over what you might say
My blood types krylon, Technicolor type A

On highways write with road rage
Cages a winning, cages a tin that bounce all around
Surround sound, devouring the scenes
Subliminal gangrene paintings, over all the same things

Sing song karaoke copy bullshit
Break bones verbally with sticks and stone tactics
Forth dimension, compact convention
Write rhymes with ease while the track stands in attention

Meant to put you away, with the pencil
Pistol, official, sixteen line, a rhyme missile
While you risk your all, I pick out at your flaws
Spin, rah, blah, blah, blah, you can say you saw

High voltage
(This is the unforgettable sound)
High voltage
(Bringin' you up and takin' you down)
High voltage
(Comin' at you from every side)
High voltage
(Making the rythm and rhyme collide)

High voltage
(This is the unforgettable sound)
High voltage
(Bringin' you up and takin' you down)
High voltage
(Comin' at you from every side)
High voltage
(Making the rythm and rhyme collide)

Who's the man, the man in your hand over your land
Roving over man's bolding, fellow when he's jammin' your plans ova?
I am Vics Clorousos, the most ferocious
When I spy my third eye, it's extremely high voltage

That's why I need ruby corks glasses
'Cause when I glance at the chest that I might blast the masses
Subliminals transmitted through piano
Integrated in flow, calculated to nano

My I U skills when I mean plea sees the rhyme
I hear when I bleed when I proceed through time
I walk through walls and inanimate obstacles
While educed to the reduction of cells and molecules

I bring the knowledge, you swallow a state, that's the Hologram
I bot your head, fat and your lip like collagen
A telepath of another verses with no postage
Fellow march, Mike Shinoda, we high voltage

High voltage
(This is the unforgettable sound)
High voltage
(Bringin' you up and takin' you down)
High voltage
(Comin' at you from every side)
High voltage
(Making the rythm and rhyme collide)

High voltage
(This is the unforgettable sound)
High voltage
(Bringin' you up and takin' you down)
High voltage
(Comin' at you from every side)
High voltage
(Making the rythm and rhyme collide)

[Incomprehensible]

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H! Vltg3 (Reanimation Remix) - Lyrics - Linkin Park

Title: H! Vltg3 (Reanimation Remix)
Artist: Linkin Park
Composer(s): Chester Bennington, Mike Shinoda, Brad Delson, Maxwell Dixon, Derek Murphy, Rob Bourbon, Lorenzo Dechalus, Joseph Hahn

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Lyric:
Sometimes, sometimes, sometimes
Sometimes, sometimes, hybrid

I've been diggin' in the crates ever since I was livin' in space
Before the rat race, before monkeys had human traits
I mastered numerology, big band theology
Performed lobotomies with telekinetic psychology

Invented the mic so I can start blessin' it
Chin-checkin' kids to make my point like an impressionist
Many men have tried to shake us
But I twist mic chords like double helixes
To show them what I'm made of

I buckle knees like leg braces
Cast a spell of instrumentalist on all of you MC's who hate us
So, you can try on, leave you without a shoulder to cry on
From now to infinity, let icon be bygones

I fire bombs, ghostly notes haunt this
I tried threats but moved on to a promise
I stomp shit with or without an accomplice
And run the guantlett with whoever that wants this

High voltage
(This is the unforgettable sound)
High voltage
(Bringin' you up and takin' you down)
High voltage
(Comin' at you from every side)
High voltage
(Making the rythm and rhyme collide)

Akira, I've put a kink in the backbones of clones with microphones
Never satisfied my rhymes Jones
Spraying bright day over what you might say
My blood types krylon, Technicolor type A

On highways write with road rage
Cages a winning, cages a tin that bounce all around
Surround sound, devouring the scenes
Subliminal gangrene paintings, over all the same things

Sing song karaoke copy bullshit
Break bones verbally with sticks and stone tactics
Forth dimension, compact convention
Write rhymes with ease while the track stands in attention

Meant to put you away, with the pencil
Pistol, official, sixteen line, a rhyme missile
While you risk your all, I pick out at your flaws
Spin, rah, blah, blah, blah, you can say you saw

High voltage
(This is the unforgettable sound)
High voltage
(Bringin' you up and takin' you down)
High voltage
(Comin' at you from every side)
High voltage
(Making the rythm and rhyme collide)

High voltage
(This is the unforgettable sound)
High voltage
(Bringin' you up and takin' you down)
High voltage
(Comin' at you from every side)
High voltage
(Making the rythm and rhyme collide)

Who's the man, the man in your hand over your land
Roving over man's bolding, fellow when he's jammin' your plans ova?
I am Vics Clorousos, the most ferocious
When I spy my third eye, it's extremely high voltage

That's why I need ruby corks glasses
'Cause when I glance at the chest that I might blast the masses
Subliminals transmitted through piano
Integrated in flow, calculated to nano

My I U skills when I mean plea sees the rhyme
I hear when I bleed when I proceed through time
I walk through walls and inanimate obstacles
While educed to the reduction of cells and molecules

I bring the knowledge, you swallow a state, that's the Hologram
I bot your head, fat and your lip like collagen
A telepath of another verses with no postage
Fellow march, Mike Shinoda, we high voltage

High voltage
(This is the unforgettable sound)
High voltage
(Bringin' you up and takin' you down)
High voltage
(Comin' at you from every side)
High voltage
(Making the rythm and rhyme collide)

High voltage
(This is the unforgettable sound)
High voltage
(Bringin' you up and takin' you down)
High voltage
(Comin' at you from every side)
High voltage
(Making the rythm and rhyme collide)

[Incomprehensible]

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Life On The Road - Lyrics - Kinks

Title: Life On The Road
Artist: Kinks
Composer(s): Ray Davies

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Lyric:
Ever since I was a child
I loved to wander wild
Through the bright city lights
And find myself a life I could call my own

It was always my ambition
To see Piccadilly
Ramble and roam around Soho
Pimlico and Savile Row

And walk down the Abbey Road
So I saved all my money
And packed up my clothes
And I said good-bye to my friends and my folks back home

And I left for a life of my own
I left for a life on the road

I'm a real hungry tyke
And I know what I like
And I know where I'm goin'
To those bright city lights

Oh yeah, oh yeah
This time I'm gonna get there

I'm bound for a life on the road
Give me life on the road
I said life on the road

When I arrived in Euston
I was little more than a child
And I didn't know then that the dives and the dens
Would be so vulgar and wicked and wild

Mama always told me
The city ladies were bawdy and bold
And so I searched night and day to catch a kissable lady
But all that I caught was a cold

'Cause those stuck-up city ladies
Didn't notice me walk by
Now I've got holes in my shoes
'Cause I've been walkin' the streets all night

And I'm livin' the life that I chose
Livin' my life on the road
I said life on the road
I want life on the road
Life on the road

I was standing with the punks in Praed Street
When a muscle man came my way
He said, "Hey, are you gay? Can you come out and play?"
And like a fool, I went and said, "Okay"

Ever since I was knee high
I thought the city was paved with gold
But I've seen so many losers and down and out boozers
Who were tired of bein' bought and sold

City women are a tease
But I'd really love to please
Now I've got blood shot eyes
'Cause I've been walkin' the streets all night

And it sure knocks you out on the road
And I'm livin' my life on the road
I said life on the road
Life on the road
I want life on the road

One of these days
I wanna go home
Visit my friends
And see all the places that I used to know

And say good-bye
To a world that's too real
Good-bye to a world
That's forgotten how to feel

And it's slowly usin' me
And there's no security
Sometimes I hate the road
But it's the only life I know

But I'm livin' the life that I chose
So I'll live out my life on the road

Give me life on the road
I said life on the road
I said life on the road
Give me life on the road

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Bhindi Bhagee - Lyrics - Joe Strummer And The Mescaleros

Title: Bhindi Bhagee
Artist: Joe Strummer And The Mescaleros
Composer(s): Tymon Dogg, Pablo Cook, Scott Shields, John Mellor, Martin Slattery

Lyric:
Well, I was walking down the high road
And this guy stops me
He'd just got in from New Zealand
And he was looking for mushy peas
I said, no, we hadn't really got 'em round here
I said, but we do got

Balti, bhindi, strictly Hindi
Dall, halal and I'm walking down the road
We got rocksoul, okra, Bombay duck ra
Shrimp beansprout, comes with it or without, with it or without

Bagels soft or simply harder
Exotic avocado or toxic empenada
We got akee, lassi, somali waccy baccy
I'm sure back home you know
What tikka's all about, what tikka's all about

Welcome stranger to the humble neighborhoods
You can get inspiration along the highroad

Hommus, cous, cous in the jus of octopus
Pastrami and salami and lasagne on the go
Welcome stranger, there's no danger
Welcome to this humble neighborhood

There's balti, bhindi, strictly Hindi
Dall, halal and I'm walking down the road
Rocksoul, okra, Bombay duck ra
Shrimp beansprout, comes with it or without

So anyway, I told him I was in a band
He said, "Oh yeah, oh yeah, what's your music like?"
I said, "It's um, um, well, it's kinda like
You know, it's got a bit of, um, you know"

Ragga, bhangra, two step tanga
Mini-cab radio, music on the go
Um, surfbeat, backbeat, frontbeat, backseat
There's a bunch of players and they're really letting go

We got, Brit pop, hip-hop, rockabilly, lindy hop
Gaelic heavy metal fans, fighting in the road
Ah, Sunday boozers, for chewing gum users
They got a crazy DJ and she's really letting go

Oh, welcome stranger
Welcome stranger to the humble neighborhoods

Well, I said, "There's plenty of places to eat"
He said, "Oh yeah, I'm pretty choosy"

You got balti, bhindi, strictly Hindi
Dall, halal, walking down the road
Rocksoul, okra, Bombay duck ra
Shrimp beansprout, comes with it or without
Just check it out

Welcome stranger to the humble neighborhoods
Neighborhoods, check out all that

Por da sol, por da sol
Walking down the high road

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My Closest Roaddogz - Lyrics - Until The End Of Time - 2pac

Title: My Closest Roaddogz
Album: Until The End Of Time
Artist: 2pac
Composer(s): Johnny Jackson, Tupac Shakur, Tyrus Himes

Lyric:
Me and my closest road dogz

To my dog named Mussolini, Big Syke, Thug Life baby
The return of the mashers, you know how we do it
Ha ha ha!

Shit half the times we flaunt cause trouble
My closest road dog it was cool 'cause I love you
Fuck what they talkin' bout
Let me take you back in time, rewind to eighty-nine
Introduced me to this life of crime, but we was blind

Little nappy-haired juveniles, livin' wild
No smiles on our faces, thirteen catchin' cases
Indeed, it was misery
Driven by my own demons, 'cause they was killin' me

How can I be sure I'll be saved soon?
Catch me dip into the light, of a stray moon
It's gettin' deeper now, let me get yo' mind right
Fuck yo' enemies, nigga grip yo' nine tight, tonight's the night

Murder murder Mr. Lucifer
Pictures of the devil duck when he shoot at cha, it's all political
Runnin' from the future, escapin' in the fog
Live yo' life like a hog nigga, me and my closest road dogz

Every ghetto street got a crosswalk
Let me get to the other side with my road dogz
All roam in the scary place called home
Take a second victim and if they all gone
My closest road dogz

Every ghetto street got a stop sign
Can I trust in you my road dogz on mine?
Even when I'm goin' through hard times
I still got my closest road dogz lookin' out for all mine

Ha ha, bring your artillery and roll with a nigga
They could never take the soul of a M.O.B. soldier nigga
Cowards get rolled up, mob on 'em Makaveli
Boy use a Boss player, that's what all the bitches tell me

Even if I died now
I live my life eternally and never lie down, why cry now?
Fooled a few but never 'came a gamer, ain't tryin' to hear it
Evil spirits hide at total strangers, yo' life's in danger

Prepare nigga be aware, 'cause we ain't scared
M.O.B., 'til I die, when we ride niggaz disappear
Fill 'em up with pistol smoke
Never forget to blow a hole in his head
For leakin' information to the feds

The burnin' bed was the tellin' sign
Two hired guns bustin' everyone, yellin' everybody die
Why the fuck they fuck around, we left 'em in the fog
Bleedin' like a stuck hog, me and my closest road dogz

Every ghetto street got a crosswalk
Let me get to the other side with my road dogz
All roam in the scary place called home
Take a second victim and if they all gone
My closest road dogz

Every ghetto street got a stop sign
Can I trust in you my road dogz on mine?
Even when I'm goin' through hard times
I still got my closest road dogz lookin' out for all mine

Fuck they feelings, that's what they get for squealin'
That's the pressures of a gangsta, dangerous this drug dealin'
See me in physical form, my niggaz swarm
Take the figure of a circle beatin' jealous niggaz 'til they purple

Simon says take they heads homies
And send them phony motherfuckers to dwell with all they dead homies
Fishin' for fake niggaz, observe and shake niggaz
The only way to see six figures, is break niggaz

Me and Mussolini set to ride we high
Big Bogart got the alibi if homicide ask us way
Labeled a Capo in the mob as big as the globe
To live and die as a millionaire, on

Set to explode, my M.O., is kill them hoes
My pistol's like a disease, my enemies and foes
Get murdered to disposed of, we in the fog
Makaveli the Don, and my closest road dogz

Every ghetto street got a crosswalk
Let me get to the other side with my road dogz
All roam in the scary place called home
Take a second victim and if they all gone
My closest road dogz

Every ghetto street got a stop sign
Can I trust in you my road dogz on mine?
Even when I'm goin' through hard times
I still got my closest road dogz lookin' out for all mine

Every ghetto street got a crosswalk
Let me get to the other side with my road dogz
All roam in the scary place called home
Take a second victim and if they all gone
My closest road dogz

Every ghetto street got a stop sign
Can I trust in you my road dogz on mine?
Even when I'm goin' through hard times
I still got my closest road dogz lookin' out for all mine

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Abba Father - Lyrics - Rebecca St. James

Title: Abba Father
Artist: Rebecca St. James
Composer(s): Tedd Tjornhom, Otto Price, Rebecca St James

Lyric:
I'm feeling like the eagle that rises
Flies above the earth and it's troubles
Oh yes he knows that there are valleys below
But under His wings there's a stronger power

Oh Father You are my strength
On You I wait upon

You make the road rise up to meet me
You make the sun shine warm upon my face
The wind is at my back and the rain falls soft
God I lift You high, You are my Abba

Running in this race till the finish line
The only road for me is the narrow
Not gonna stop or even look to the side
When I fix my eyes on You Jesus

Oh Father, You are my strength
Now more than ever

You make the road rise up to meet me
You make the sun shine warm upon my face
The wind is at my back and the rain falls soft
God I lift You high, You are my Abba

You make the road rise up to meet me
You make the sun shine warm upon my face
The wind is at my back and the rain falls soft
God I lift You high, You are my Abba

When you run to far
(And the road is long)
Can't walk another mile
(He is waiting)
Hope in Him again
(He'll renew you)
Then you will rise
Gather up your wings and fly

You make the road rise up to meet me
You make the sun shine warm upon my face
The wind is at my back and the rain falls soft
God I lift You high, You are my Abba

You make the road rise up to meet me
You make the sun shine warm upon my face
The wind is at my back and the rain falls soft
God I lift You high, You are my Abba

Do you not know?
Have you not heard?
He gives strength to the weary
To those who hope in Him
They will soar like eagles

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