John Brown - Lyrics - Honeydogs

Title: John Brown
Artist: Honeydogs
Composer(s): Trent Norton, Thomas Borshcheid, Noah Levy, Adam Levy

Lyric:
Can you see a king
Suspend all disbelief
Walking through the bad part of town
Can you turn the other cheek

Can you forget that you were chattel
Bones in our closet always rattle
Caught in a steel trap
Memory serves, it's never gonna pass

Old John Brown
Can we keep from goin' down
Old John Brown
Can we keep from goin' down

A zealous one, born too soon
Could he see his city on a hill ruins
Caught in a steel trap
Memory serves, it's never gonna pass

Old John Brown
Can we keep from goin' down
Old John Brown
Can we keep from goin' down

Can you pray
Can you take that walk
From Harper's Ferry to Little Rock

Old John Brown
Can we keep from goin' down
Old John Brown
Can we keep from goin' down

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Sheriff John Brown - Lyrics - The Coral

Title: Sheriff John Brown
Artist: The Coral
Composer(s): James Skelly

Lyric:
Sheriff John Brown just wandered into town
Looking for a cripple and a thief
A black man and a woman and a lonesome guy like me
Just trying to raise the stakes so we can be free

The dust balls were blowing, the sun it cracked the ground
Where could a crime like this ever be found?
Good people of the town said to sheriff John Brown
Go and shoot those invalids right down

But I said, "Sheriff no don't you be cruel
It could happen to you now"

"What exactly have they done?", said sheriff John Brown
"For me to shoot those poor old bastards down
Then out stepped the preacher with his hand upon his heart
Can't you see that I've been chosen by God"

And I tell you this for nothing, "That crowd ain't no good"
They're standing out just like a sore thumb
"But yes I do agree", said the lawyer on the left
I'd kill them now if it were up to me

But I said, "Sheriff no don't you be cruel
It could happen to you now"

Out into the wilderness the sheriff he did ride
Heading for the river bridge the laws you must abide
Two hours became three, I knew he would come for me
The day grew long and I began to tire

John Brown's face appeared from behind the fire
"Boys and girls what 'cha doing, donna be so free
The people of the town talk disapprovingly
Don't want to take you in, that's not up to me"

I said, "Sheriff no don't you be cruel
It could happen to you now"

But guilt and doubt they cloud his mind
He thought,' What exactly is the law?'
He didn't even know what it stood for
And who pays the cost for all that is lost?

Seems to me an impossibility
And who says whats right and who says what's wrong?
Who benefits? It sure ain't me
And out stepped the woman saying, "We mean you no harm
Come closer and I will read your palm"

But I said, "Sheriff no don't you be cruel
It could happen to you now"

That night he left a long road came back without a rest
Knowingly he questioned the lawyer on the left
Bet you've gone and set them sinners free
"Well yes", replied the sheriff, "They done nothing wrong"

"My God, why can't you people see?"
And the preacher shot him down and his head it hit the ground
The last you'll ever see of poor John Brown
And the moral of this tale it is simple it is plain
People always need someone to blame

But I said, "Sheriff no don't you be cruel
It could happen to you now"

But I said, "Sheriff no don't you be cruel
It could happen to you now"

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Jackie Brown - Lyrics - John Mellencamp

Title: Jackie Brown
Artist: John Mellencamp
Composer(s): John Mellencamp

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Lyric:
Is this your life, Jackie Brown?
Poorly educated and forced to live on the poor side of town
Is this your daughter, Jackie Brown?
This pretty little girl In the worn out clothes
that have been hand me down
Is this your wife, Jackie Brown?
With sad blue eyes, walking on eggshells so you don't see her frown
Is this your family, Jackie Brown?

Dream of vacationing on a mountain stream
And giving the world more than it gave you
What ugly truths freedom brings
And it hasn't been very kind to you
Is this your life, Jackie Brown?

Is this your meal, Jackie Brown?
Barely enough, I've seen people throw more than this out
Is this your home, Jackie Brown?
This three room shack with no running water and the bathroom out back
Is this your grave, Jackie Brown?
This little piece of limestone that says another desperate
Man took himself out
Is this your dream, Jackie Brown?

Going nowhere and nowhere fast
We shame ourselves to watch people like this live
But who gives a damn about Jackie Brown?
Just another lazy man who couldn't take what was his
One helluva life Jackie Brown, forevermore, Jackie Brown
Amen and Amen, Jackie Brown

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John Brown - Lyrics - Bob Dylan

Title: John Brown
Artist: Bob Dylan
Composer(s): Bob Dylan

Lyric:
John Brown went off to war to fight on a foreign shore
His mama sure was proud of him
He stood so straight and tall in his uniform and all
His mama's face broke out into a grin

"Oh, son, you look so fine, I'm glad you're a son of mine
Make me proud to know you own a gun
Do what the captain says, lot of medals you will get
We'll put them on the wall when you get home"

That old train pulled out, John's ma began to shout
Tellin' ev'ryone in the neighborhood
"That's my son that's about to go, he's a soldier now, you know"
She made well sure her neighbors understood

She got a letter once in a while, her face broke into a smile
She showed them to the people from next door
They bragged about her son with his uniform and gun
And these things you called a good old fashioned war

Then the letters ceased to come, for a long time they did not come
Ceased to come for about ten months or more
Then when letter finally came saying, "Go down and meet the train
Your son is coming back from the war"

She smiled and she went right down, she looked up and all around
She did not see her soldier son in sight
When all the people passed, she saw her son at last
When she did she could not believe her eyes

Oh, his face was all shot up and his hand were blown away
And he wore a metal brace around his waist
He whispered kind of slow, in a voice she didn't know
And she couldn't even recognize his face

"Oh, tell me, my darling son, tell me what they've done
How is it that you come to be this way?"
He tried his best to talk but his mouth could hardly move
And his mother had to turn her face away

"Don't you remember, ma, when I went off to war
You thought it was the best thing I could do?
I was on the battleground, you were home, acting proud
You weren't there standing in my shoes

And I thought when I was there, Lord, what am I doing here?
Tryin' to kill somebody or die tryin'
But the thing that scared me most, when my enemy came close
I can see that his face looked just like mine"

And I couldn't help but think, through the thunder rolling and stink
I was just a puppet in a play
And through the roar and smoke, this string, it finally broke
And a cannon ball blew my eyes away"

As he turned away to go, his mother was acting slow
Seein' the metal brace that helped him stand
But as he turned to leave, he called his mother close
And he dropped his medals down into her hand

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Captain Fantastic And The Brown Dirt Cowboy - Lyrics - Captain Fantastic - Elton John

Title: Captain Fantastic And The Brown Dirt Cowboy
Album: Captain Fantastic
Artist: Elton John
Composer(s): Elton John, Bernie Taupin

Lyric:
Captain fantastic raised and regimented, hardly a hero
Just someone his mother might know
Very clearly a case for corn flakes and classics
"Two teas both with sugar please"
In the back of an alley

While little dirt cowboys turned brown in their saddles
Sweet chocolate biscuits and red rosy apples in summer
For it's hay make and "Hey mom, do the papers say anything good
Are there chances in life for little dirt cowboys
Should I make my way out of my home in the woods"

Brown dirt cowboy, still green and growing
City slick captain
Fantastic the feedback
The honey the hive could be holding
For there's weak winged young sparrows that starve in the winter
Broken young children on the wheels of the winners
And the sixty-eight summer festival wallflowers are thinning

For cheap easy meals and hardly a home on the range
Too hot for the band with a desperate desire for change
We've thrown in the towel too many times
Out for the count and when we're down
Captain fantastic and the brown dirt cowboy
From the end of the world to your town

And all this talk of Jesus, coming back to see us
Couldn't fool us
For we were spinning out our lines, walking on the wire
Hand in hand went music and the rhyme
The captain and the kid stepping in the ring
From here on sonny sonny sonny, it's a long and lonely climb

The cheap easy meals and hardly a home on the range
Too hot for the band with a desperate desire for change
We've thrown in the towel too many times
Out for the count and when we're down
Captain fantastic and the brown dirt cowboy
From the end of the world to your town

We've thrown in the towel too many times
Out for the count and when we're down
Captain fantastic and the brown dirt cowboy
From the end of the world to your town

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Golden Brown - Lyrics - Yank Crime - Drive Like Jehu

Title: Golden Brown
Album: Yank Crime
Artist: Drive Like Jehu
Composer(s): Rick Froberg, Michael Rockwell Kennedy, John A Reis, Mark Allen Trombino

Lyric:
I got a shingle and I'll guard it with my life
I'm just keepin' off the flies
Yeah, I drank from the tap
Should-a left it in the pipes

This is my cause and my excuse
I'll take the loss but I'll get what I got due

Yeah, I ain't burnt
Golden brown
Yeah, I ain't burnt
Just golden brown

I got a shingle and I'll guard it with my life
I'm just keepin' off the flies
Yeah, I drank from the tap
Should-a left it in the pipes

This is my cause and my excuse
I'll take the loss but I'll get what I got due

Yeah, I ain't burnt
Golden brown
Yeah, I ain't burnt
Just golden brown

This is my cause and my excuse
I'll take the loss but I'll get what I got due

Yeah, I ain't burnt
Golden brown
Yeah, I ain't burnt
Just golden brown

Yeah, I ain't burnt
Golden brown
Yeah, I ain't burnt
Golden brown

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Brown Eyed Girl - Lyrics - John Anderson

Title: Brown Eyed Girl
Artist: John Anderson
Composer(s): Van Morrison

Lyric:
Hey where did we go, days when the rains came?
Down in the hollow playin' a new game
Laughin' and runnin', hey, hey skippin' and jumpin'
In the misty morning fog oh our hearts are thumpin' and you
My brown eyed girl, you my brown eyed girl

Whatever happened Tuesday is so slow
Goin' down the old man with a transistor radio
Standin' in the sunlight laughin' hidin' 'hind the rainbow's wall
Slippin' and a slidin' all off the waterfall with you
My brown eyed girl you my brown eyed girl
Do you remember when we used to sing?

Sha la la la la la la la la la la ti da, just like that
Sha la la la la la la la la la la ti da, la ti da

So hard to find my way now that I'm all on my own
I saw you just the other day my how you have grown
Cast my memory back there Lord sometimes I'm overcome thinkin' about it
Laughin' and a runnin', hey, hey behind the stadium with you
My brown eyed girl, you my brown eyed girl
Do you remember when we used to sing

Sha la la la la la la la la la la ti da
Sha la la la la la la la la la la ti da

Sha la la la la la la la la la la ti da
Sha la la la la la la la la la la ti da

Sha la la la la la la la la la la ti da
Sha la la la la la la la la la la ti da, la ti da

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Crossing Muddy Waters - Lyrics - John Hiatt

Title: Crossing Muddy Waters
Artist: John Hiatt
Composer(s): John Hiatt

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Lyric:
Baby's gone and I don't know why
She let out this morning
Like a rusty shot in a hollow sky
She left me without warning

Sooner than the dogs could bark
Faster than the sun rose
Down to the banks on an old mule car
She took a flatboat 'cross the shallow

Left me in my tears to drown
She left a baby daughter
Now the river's wide and deep and brown
She's crossing muddy waters

Tobacco standing in the fields
Be rotten, come November
And a bitter heart will not reveal
A spring that love remembers

When that sweet brown girl of mine
Hair, black eyes are raven
We broke the bread and drank the wine
From a jug that she'd been saving

Left me in my tears to drown
She left a baby daughter
Now the river's wide and deep and brown
And she's crossing muddy waters

Baby's crying and the daylight's gone
That big oak tree is groaning
In a rush of wind and a river of song
I can hear my true love moaning

Crying for her baby child
Or crying for her husband
Crying for that rivers wild
To take her from her loved ones

Left me in my tears to drown
She left a baby daughter
Now the river's wide and deep and brown
And she's crossing muddy waters

Now the river's wide and deep and brown
And she's crossing muddy waters

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Playboys Of The Southwestern World - Lyrics - The Dreamer - Blake Shelton

Title: Playboys Of The Southwestern World
Album: The Dreamer
Artist: Blake Shelton
Composer(s): Neal Coty, Randy Van Warmer

Lyric:
This is a song about best friends

John Roy was a boy I knew
Since he was three and I was two
Grew up two little houses down from me

The only two bad apples on our family tree
Kind of ripened and rotted in our puberty
Two kindred spirits bound by destiny

Well now I was smart but I lacked ambition
Johnny was wild with no inhibition
Was about like mixin' fire and gasoline
And he'd say

"Hey Romeo let's go down to Mexico
Chase senoritas drink ourselves silly
Show them Mexican girls a couple of real hillbillies"

Got a pocket full of cash and that old Ford truck
Fuzzy cat hangin' from the mirror for luck
Said "Don't you know all those little brown-eyed girls?"
Want playboys of the south-western world

Long around our eighteenth year
We found two airplane tickets the hell out of here
Got scholarships to some small town school in Texas

We learned to drink Sangria till the dawns early light
Eat eggs Ranchero and throw up all night
And tell those daddy's girls we were majoring in a rodeo

Oh but my favorite memory at school that fall
Was the night John Roy came runnin down the hall
Wearin' nothin' but cowboy boots and a big sombrero
And he was yellin'

"Hey Romeo let's go down to Mexico
Chase senoritas drink ourselves silly
Show them Mexican girls a couple of real hillbillies"

Got a pocket full of cash and that old Ford truck
Fuzzy cat hangin' from the mirror for luck
Said "Don't you know all those little brown-eyed girls?
Want playboys of the south-western world"

And I said we had a little change in plans
Like when Paul McCartney got busted in Japan
And I said we got waylaid when we set foot on Mexican soil

See the boarder guard with the Fu Manchu mustache
Kind of stumbled on John's pocket full of American cash
He said "Doin' a little funny business in Mexico Amigo"

But all I could think about was savin my own tail
When he mentioned ten years in a Mexican jail
So I pointed to John Roy and said "It's all his
Now please let me go"

Well it was your idea genius
I was just layin' there in bed
When you said

"Hey Romeo let's go down to Mexico
Chase senoritas drink ourselves silly
Show them Mexican girls a couple of real hillbillies"

Got a pocket full of cash and that old Ford truck
Fuzzy cat hangin' from the mirror for luck
Said "Don't you know all those little brown-eyed girls?
Want playboys of the south, real playboys from the south-western world"

Now we're still best friends
Temporary cell mates

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Beautiful - Lyrics - Marillion

Title: Beautiful
Artist: Marillion
Composer(s): Peter John Trewavas, Mark Colbert Kelly, Ian Francesko Mosley, Steve Hogarth, Steven Thomas Rothery

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Lyric:
Everybody knows, we live in a world
Where they give bad names to beautiful things
Everybody knows, we live in a world
Where we don't give beautiful things a second glance

Heaven only knows, we live in a world
Where what we call beautiful is just somethin' out on sale
People laughin' behind their hands
While the fragile and the sensitive are given no chance

And the leaves turn from red to brown
To be trodden down, to be trodden down
And the leaves turn from red to brown
To fall to the ground, to fall to the ground

We don't have to live in a world
Where we give bad names to beautiful things
Now, we should live in a beautiful world
We should give beautiful, a second chance

And the leaves fall from red to brown
To be trodden down, trodden down
And the leaves turn green to red to brown
They fall to the ground and get kicked around

You strong enough to beat
Have you the faith to be?
You're sane enough to be
Honest enough to stay

Don't have to be the same
Don't have to be this way
C'mon and sign your name
Your wild enough to remain beautiful
Beautiful

All the leaves turn from red to brown
To be trodden down, trodden down
And we fall, green to red to brown
Fall to the ground, we can turn it around

You're strong enough to be
Why don't you stand up and say?
Give yourself a break
They laugh at you anyway
So why don't you stand up and be
Beautiful, beautiful

Let, let, let go the rope
Stickin' this rope
Nowhere to go
Nowhere to go
Nowhere to go

What are you so afraid of?
Show us what you're made of
Do you so beautiful
You're strong enough to be
Beautiful

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The Scatman - Lyrics - John Scatman

Title: The Scatman
Artist: John Scatman
Composer(s): Antonio Catania, John Larkin

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Lyric:
I'm calling out from Scatland
I'm calling out from Scatman's world
If you wanna break free you better listen to me
You got to learn how to see in your fantasy

I'm calling out from Scatland
I'm calling out from Scatman's world
If you wanna break free you better listen to me
You got to learn how to see in your fantasy

Everybody's talkin' something very shockin' just to
Keep on blockin' what they're feelin' inside but
Listen to me brother, you just keep on walkin' 'cause
You and me and sister ain't got nothin' to hide

Scatman, fat man, black and white and brown man
Tell me 'bout the colour of your soul
If part of your solution isn't ending the pollution
Then I don't want to hear your stories told
I want to welcome you to Scatman's world
(Scatting by Scatman John)

I'm calling out from Scatland
I'm calling out from Scatman's world
If you wanna break free you better listen to me
You got to learn how to see in your fantasy

Everybody's born to compete as he chooses
But how can someone win if winning means that someone loses.
I sit and see and wonder what it's like to be in touch
No wonder all my brothers and my sisters need a crutch

I want to be a human being not a human doing
I couldn't keep that pace up if I tried
The source of my intention really isn't crime prevention
My intention is prevention of the lie yeah
Welcome to the Scatman's world
(Scatting by Scatman John)

I'm calling out from Scatland
I'm calling out from Scatman's world
If you wanna break free you better listen to me
You got to learn how to see in your fantasy
(Scatting by Scatman John)

I'm calling out from Scatland
I'm calling out from Scatman's world
If you wanna break free you better listen to me
You got to learn how to see in your fantasy

I'm calling out from Scatland
I'm calling out from Scatman's world
If you wanna break free you better listen to me
You got to learn how to see in your fantasy

I'm calling out from Scatland
I'm calling out from Scatman's world
If you wanna break free you better listen to me
You got to learn how to see in your fantasy

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The Ballad Of John Yoko - Lyrics - John Lennon

Title: The Ballad Of John Yoko
Artist: John Lennon
Composer(s): Paul Mccartney, John Lennon

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Lyric:
Standing in the dock at Southampton
Trying to get to Holland or France
The man in the mac said, ?You've got to go back?
You know they didn't even give us a chance

Christ! You know it ain't easy
You know how hard it can be
The way things are going
They're going to crucify me

Finally made the plane into Paris
Honeymooning down by the Seine
Peter Brown called to say, ?You can make it O.K.
You can get married in Gibraltar near Spain?

Christ! You know it ain't easy
You know how hard it can be
The way things are going
They're going to crucify me

Drove from Paris to the Amsterdam Hilton
Talking in our beds for a week
The news people said, ?Say, what're you doing in bed??
I said, ?We're only trying to get us some peace!?

Christ! You know it ain't easy
You know how hard it can be
The way things are going
They're going to crucify me

Saving up your money for a rainy day
Giving all your clothes to charity
Last night the wife said, ?Oh boy, when you're dead
You don't take nothing with you but your soul, think!?

Made a lightning trip to Vienna
Eating chocolate cake in a bag
The newspapers said, ?She's gone to his head
They look just like two gurus in drag?

Christ! You know it ain't easy
You know how hard it can be
The way things are going
They're going to crucify me

Caught the early plane back to London
Fifty acorns tied in a sack
The men from the press said, ?We wish you success
It's good to have the both of you back?

Christ! You know it ain't easy
You know how hard it can be
The way things are going
They're going to crucify me
The way things are going
They're going to crucify me

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Centerfield - Lyrics - The Long Road Home: Ultimate John Fogerty Creedence Collection - John Fogerty

Title: Centerfield
Album: The Long Road Home: Ultimate John Fogerty Creedence Collection
Artist: John Fogerty
Composer(s): John Fogerty

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Lyric:
Well, I beat the drum and hold the phone, the sun came out today
We're born again, there's new grass on the field
Just a-roundin' third and headed for home, it's a brown-eyed handsome man
Anyone can understand the way I feel

Oh, put me in, Coach, I'm ready to play, today
Put me in, Coach, I'm ready to play, today
Look at me, I can be Center field

Well, I spent some time with the Mudville Nine, watchin' it from the bench
You know I took my lumps when the Mighty case struck out
So say "Hey Willie, tell Ty Cobb and Joe Di Maggio"
Don't say "It ain't so", you know the time is now

Oh, put me in, Coach, I'm ready to play, today
Put me in, Coach, I'm ready to play, today
Look at me, I gotta be Center field

Got a beat-up glove, a homemade bat, and brand-new pair of shoes
You know I think it's time to give this game a ride
Just to hit the ball and touch 'em all, a moment in the sun
It's gone and you can tell that one goodbye!

Oh, put me in, Coach, I'm ready to play, today
Put me in, Coach, I'm ready to play, today
Look at me, gotta be

Oh, put me in, Coach, I'm ready to play, today
Put me in, Coach, I'm ready to play, today
Look at me, I gotta be Center field
Yeah!

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Broken Silence - Lyrics - Broken Silence - Foxy Brown

Title: Broken Silence
Album: Broken Silence
Artist: Foxy Brown
Composer(s): Gavin Marchand, John Lang, Inga Marchand, Richard Page, Steve George, Lamont Porter, R Casey, R Thybulle

Lyric:
{"Rapper Foxy Brown was arrested today in Raleigh
North Carolina on misdemeaner charges
For an alledged altercation with a hotel employee
She was arrested and released on a thousand dollar bond
But if found guilty of the charge
She could face up to sixty days in prison"}

{"Gun fire erupted today outside a Greenwich Village radio station
The gunplay allegedly stems from an ungoing feud
Both artists claim no involvement in the incident
No arrests have yet been made in connection with the shooting"}

{"In other news, rap artist Foxy Brown
Was hospitalized yesterday after an apparent overdose
On a common prescription drug
While the overdose was allegedly an attempt at her own life
No one from the hospital nor Foxy's family were available for comment
Stay tuned for more news"}

{"Inga Marchand, also known as rapper Foxy Brown
Was taken to a local hospital today
When the Range Rover she was driving spun out of
Control at a Brooklyn sidestreet
Although she was not seriously injured
Marchand was later arrested for driving with a suspended license
This is just another in a long list of offences that have
Plagued this Brooklyn rap star"}

Yeah, I know it's been a long time since y'all heard my voice
Maybe what, 2, 3, years or somethin'
Been up and down, been high and low
Even been at the point of no return, but no hope
Just want to let my fans know that I'm still here
Y'all holla back

The sound was broken, too many years being political
It's kinda hard to do when everything your seein' is critical
It's all my fault what they said in the news
But it's funny, how the public seems to get it confused
They act like they ain't got nothin' better to do
All they want is a statement, the hatin' is blatin'
But we never paid attention to those who hate us
'Til my face was on the cover of all the local papers

But still un-phased, I kept my cool
Plottin', carefully, every step I choose
And my, cool-whit poin, and my write finery
Everybody wanna know my side of the story
Well here it is, the whole truth, plain and simple
This'll finally explain, all the pain I've been through
And in no way shape or form of my provoken violence
Please try to understand my broken silence

See black, everybody is on my back
See black, everybody is on my back

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Grace Kelly - Lyrics - Life in Cartoon Motion - Mika

Title: Grace Kelly
Album: Life in Cartoon Motion
Artist: Mika
Composer(s): John Merchant, Jodi Marr, Michael Penniman, Dan Warner

Lyric:
I wanna talk to you
{The last time we talked Mr. Smith you reduced me to tears
I promise you that won't happen again}

Do I attract you?
Do I repulse you with my queasy smile?
Am I too dirty? Am I too flirty?
Do I like what you like?

Yeah, I could be wholesome
I could be loathsome
I guess I'm a little bit shy
Why don't you like me?
Why don't you like me without making me try?

I try to be like Grace Kelly
But all her looks were too sad
So I tried a little Freddie
I've gone identity mad!

I could be brown, I could be blue
I could be violet sky
I could be hurtful, I could be purple
I could be anything you like

Gotta be green, gotta be mean
Gotta be everything more
Why don't you like me?
Why don't you like me?
Why don't you walk out the door!

{Getting angry doesn't solve anything}

How can I help it? How can I help it?
How can I help what you think?
Hello my baby, hello my baby
Putting my life on the brink

Why don't you like me?
Why don't you like me?
Why don't you like yourself?
Should I bend over?
Should I look older just to be put on your shelf?

I try to be like Grace Kelly
But all her looks were too sad
So I tried a little Freddie
I've gone identity mad!

I could be brown, I could be blue
I could be violet sky
I could be hurtful, I could be purple
I could be anything you like

Gotta be green, gotta be mean
Gotta be everything more
Why don't you like me?
Why don't you like me?
Walk out the door!

Say what you want to satisfy yourself, hey!
But you only want what everybody else
Says you should want, you should want

I could be brown, I could be blue
I could be violet sky
I could be hurtful, I could be purple
I could be anything you like

Gotta be green, gotta be mean
Gotta be everything more
Why don't you like me?
Why don't you like me?
Walk out the door!

I could be brown, I could be blue
I could be violet sky
I could be hurtful, I could be purple
I could be anything you like

Gotta be green, gotta be mean
Gotta be everything more
Why don't you like me?
Why don't you like me?
Walk out the door!

{Humphry, we're leaving}
Kaching

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Charlie Brown'S Parents - Lyrics - Pet Your Friends - Dishwalla

Title: Charlie Brown'S Parents
Album: Pet Your Friends
Artist: Dishwalla
Composer(s): John Richards, Kolanek Rodney Browning, Scot Alexander, George Pendergast

Lyric:
And I can't hear
What you're saying, what you're doing to me
And can't you see
It would take the jaws of life to pry open your words
So pry open your words

I don't want to talk about Elvis
No I don't want to go on pretending, no
Because if feels like I'm talking to
I'm talking to Charlie Brown's parents
It feels like I'm talking to
A lonely man without a vision
Stuffed his mouth with indecision

Why he's a lonely man without a vision?
Stuffed his mouth with indecision

'Cause I can't hear
What you're saying and what you're doing to me
And can't you see
It would take the jaws of life to pry open your words

I don't want to talk about Jesus
And I don't want to go on converting, no
Because it feels like I'm talking to
I'm talking to Charlie Brown's parents
It feels like I'm talking to
A lonely man without a vision
Stuffed his mouth with indecision

Why he's a lonely man without a vision?
Stuffed his mouth with indecision

'Cause I can't hear
What you're saying and what you're doing to me
And can't you see
It would take the jaws of life to pry open your words

Why he's a lonely man without a vision?
Stuffed his mouth with indecision
Why he's a lonely man without a vision?
Stuffed his mouth with indecision

'Cause I can't hear
What you're saying and what you're doing to me
And can't you see
It would take the jaws of life to pry open your words

Pry open your words, pry open
And pry open, and pry open your words
Yeah pry open your words
Pry, pry open your words, pry open your words
And pry open your words

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Grace Kelly (Linus Loves Remix Radio Edit) - Lyrics - Grace Kelly - Mika

Title: Grace Kelly (Linus Loves Remix Radio Edit)
Album: Grace Kelly
Artist: Mika
Composer(s): John Merchant, Jodi Marr, Michael Penniman, Dan Warner

Lyric:
I wanna talk to you
{The last time we talked Mr. Smith you reduced me to tears
I promise you that won't happen again}

Do I attract you?
Do I repulse you with my queasy smile?
Am I too dirty? Am I too flirty?
Do I like what you like?

Yeah, I could be wholesome
I could be loathsome
I guess I'm a little bit shy
Why don't you like me?
Why don't you like me without making me try?

I try to be like Grace Kelly
But all her looks were too sad
So I tried a little Freddie
I've gone identity mad!

I could be brown, I could be blue
I could be violet sky
I could be hurtful, I could be purple
I could be anything you like

Gotta be green, gotta be mean
Gotta be everything more
Why don't you like me?
Why don't you like me?
Why don't you walk out the door!

{Getting angry doesn't solve anything}

How can I help it? How can I help it?
How can I help what you think?
Hello my baby, hello my baby
Putting my life on the brink

Why don't you like me?
Why don't you like me?
Why don't you like yourself?
Should I bend over?
Should I look older just to be put on your shelf?

I try to be like Grace Kelly
But all her looks were too sad
So I tried a little Freddie
I've gone identity mad!

I could be brown, I could be blue
I could be violet sky
I could be hurtful, I could be purple
I could be anything you like

Gotta be green, gotta be mean
Gotta be everything more
Why don't you like me?
Why don't you like me?
Walk out the door!

Say what you want to satisfy yourself, hey!
But you only want what everybody else
Says you should want, you should want

I could be brown, I could be blue
I could be violet sky
I could be hurtful, I could be purple
I could be anything you like

Gotta be green, gotta be mean
Gotta be everything more
Why don't you like me?
Why don't you like me?
Walk out the door!

I could be brown, I could be blue
I could be violet sky
I could be hurtful, I could be purple
I could be anything you like

Gotta be green, gotta be mean
Gotta be everything more
Why don't you like me?
Why don't you like me?
Walk out the door!

{Humphry, we're leaving}
Kaching

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Please Don'T Go - Lyrics - Brown Boy

Title: Please Don'T Go
Artist: Brown Boy
Composer(s): Dario Nazario Perez, John Stary

Lyric:
Brown Boy, rock on, uhh
Finger Dally, rock, rock on, uhh
Baby girl, rock, rock on, uhh
Soul Radio
(P-p-please don't go away)

I don't want you to go
Can't you stay right here by my side?
(Please don't go away)

Doesn't matter what you do
All the money and the fame
Baby, hear me when I say
(Please don't go away)

I don't want you to go
Can't you stay right here by my side?
(Please don't go away)

Doesn't matter what you do
All the money and the fame
Baby, hear me when I say
(Please don't go away)

Now I know that you know I'm always on the road
I'm always in the studio, I know what you thinking
I'm messing with these hoes but I ain't got time
The truth about it, baby, I'm just trying to get dough

So we can have a better life, girl
In the end, it's gonna be alright
If we can make it through the struggles
We can make it through the fights
You gotta keep your head up and listen
When I say, listen, please don't go away

'Coz I need you to stay, I need you to believe
And put your trust in me, forget about the past
Just ride with me, I don't want you to go
So hold me tight and don't let go

I don't want you to go
Can't you stay right here by my side?
(Please don't go away)

Doesn't matter what you do
All the money and the fame
Baby, hear me when I say
(Please don't go away)

I don't want you to go
Can't you stay right here by my side?
(Please don't go away)

Doesn't matter what you do
All the money and the fame
Baby, hear me when I say
(Please don't go away)

You ain't gotta be scared, I ain't going nowhere
So for the rest of my life, I'll be here with you
Just listen to this song, it's dedicated to you
For everything you've done and everything you do

You're working 9 to 5 so you could provide
You did what you had to do so we could survive
I give you all the credit, girl 'coz you keep me alive
So listen when I say, listen, please don't go away

'Coz I need you to stay, every night I pray
I'm hoping for the better days, praying that you'll always stay
Girl, don't you leave my side
Just give me some time so I can make it right
Let me make it right

I don't want you to go
Can't you stay right here by my side?
(Please don't go away)

Doesn't matter what you do
All the money and the fame
Baby, hear me when I say
(Please don't go away)

I don't want you to go
Can't you stay right here by my side?
(Please don't go away)

Doesn't matter what you do
All the money and the fame
Baby, hear me when I say
(Please don't go away)

I don't want you to go
I need you to stay
So listen when I say
(Please don't go away)

I don't want you to leave
I need you here with me
So listen when I say stay

You were there with for me, baby, before I made a name
Girl, for that reason my love will never change
No matter the money, no matter the fame
The way I feel about you will remain the same

Through the good and the bad
Through the thick and the thin
I'm gonna love you, baby 'til the very end
Just take my hand and follow my lead
I put it on my life, you're all that I need

I don't want you to go
Can't you stay right here by my side?
(Please don't go away)

Doesn't matter what you do
All the money and the fame
Baby, hear me when I say
(Please don't go away)

I don't want you to go
Can't you stay right here by my side?
(Please don't go away)

Doesn't matter what you do
All the money and the fame
Baby, hear me when I say
(Please don't go away)

Brown Boy, rock on, uhh
Finger Dally, rock, rock on, uhh
(Please don't go away)

Baby girl, rock, rock on, uhh
Soul Radio, rock, rock on, uhh
(Please don't go away)

Please don't go away
Please don't go away

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Corn Fed - Lyrics - Shannon Brown

Title: Corn Fed
Artist: Shannon Brown
Composer(s): John Rich, Vicky Mcgehee, Shannon Brown

Lyric:
Corn fed

We don't flip the bird, we don't cuss and scream
When the cars don't move when the light turns green
We don't lock our doors when we leave the house
There ain't nobody here that we'd keep out
That's the way we do it in our town, yeah

You never hear me apologize
For growin' up strong, growin' up right
Livin' life by the Golden Rule
Say, "Yes, Ma'am, thank you"

Green fields for miles an' miles
Ain't nothin' but country on the radio dial
I thank the good Lord I was born an' bred
Corn fed

Ain't no burnin' flags on our Court House Square
You see Old Glory flyin' everywhere
There ain't no Valley joint with five-star atmosphere
Daddy's home grown beef's what's for dinner here
An' we wash it down with a tall, cold beer, yeah

You never hear me apologize
For growin' up strong, growin' up right
Livin' life by the Golden Rule
Say, "Yes, Ma'am, thank you"

Green fields for miles an' miles
Ain't nothin' but country on the radio dial
I thank the good Lord I was born an' bred
Corn fed
Corn fed

Rooster crows, six a.m.
John Deere pulling that plow again
Spit on your face, hands in the dirt
Ain't nothin' better on God's great earth

You never hear me apologize
For growin' up strong, growin' up right
Livin' life by the Golden Rule
Say, "Yes, Ma'am, thank you"

Green fields for miles an' miles
Ain't nothin' but country on the radio dial
I thank the good Lord I was born an' bred
Well, I thank the good Lord I was born an' bred
Corn fed
Corn fed

Corn fed
Corn fed

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Real Things - Lyrics - Real Things - Joe Nichols

Title: Real Things
Album: Real Things
Artist: Joe Nichols
Composer(s): Andrew John Brown, Billy Dean

Lyric:
I love real things built to last
Hardwood floors and stone fireplaces
And lookin' back on the past

Ice cold beer, fish that fight
Wise, old bucks and old timer's
Tellin' lies and fireflies

Rainy days, I love 'em, I always have
Screened in porches, my old straw hat
Smell of dogwoods
Early signs of spring, real things

I love real things like a hard day's work
Sinkin' my hands in fresh plowed dirt
And lovin' someone so much it hurts

New strings on an old guitar
Moonshine in a mason jar
And just feelin' alive
At peace with who you are

Real things, I love 'em, I always have
Like Grandma's kitchen and Grandpa's laugh
Stealin' that first kiss
On the front porch swing, real things

It's them real things
That I come back to every year
Like Christmas Time
With those that I hold dear

When it's real things
The truth rings so loud and clear
For those with ears to hear

I want real things like an 'I love you'
Or an amen from the very last pew
And I miss you, Dad, "Son, I miss you too"

Real things, I love 'em, I always have
Like the kinfolk shoes on a welcome mat
Sunday morning, hearing my mama sing
Real things, I love those real things
Real things

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