The Bird And The Worm - Lyrics - Lies for the Liars - The Used

Title: The Bird And The Worm
Album: Lies for the Liars
Artist: The Used
Composer(s): Jeph Howard, Quinn Allman, Robert C. Mccracken

Lyric:
He wears his heart safety-pinned to his backpack
His backpack is all that he knows
Shot down by strangers whose glances can cripple
The heart and devour the soul

All alone he turns to stone
While holding his breath half to death
Terrified of what's inside to save his life
He crawls like a worm from a bird
Crawls like a worm from a bird

Out of his mind, the way pushes him whispering
Must have been out of his mind
Midday delusions of pushing this out of his head
Make him out of his mind

All alone he turns to stone
While holding his breath half to death
Terrified of what's inside to save his life
He crawls like a worm
Crawls like a worm from a bird

(All alone)
Crawls like a worm from a bird
(All alone)
Crawls like a worm from a bird
(All alone)
Crawls like a worm
Crawls like a worm from a bird

All he knows
If he can't relieve it it grows
And so it goes
He crawls like a worm
Crawls like a worm from a bird

And he crawls like a worm
He crawls like a worm
He crawls like a worm
Crawls like a

Out of his mind, the way pushes him whispering
Must have been out of his mind

All alone he turns to stone
While holding his breath half to death
Terrified at what's inside to save his life
He crawls like a worm from a bird

All alone
He's holding his breath half to death
(Holding his breath half to death)
Terrified to save his life
He crawls like a worm
(Crawls like a worm)
Crawls like a worm from a bird
(Crawls like a worm)

(All alone)
Crawls like a worm from a bird
(All alone)
Crawls like a worm from a bird
(All alone)
Crawls like a worm
(Worm!)
Crawls like a worm
(Worm!)
Crawls like a worm from a bird

(All alone)
(All alone)
(All alone)
(All alone)

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Blood From A Stone - Lyrics - Still Climbing - Cinderella

Title: Blood From A Stone
Album: Still Climbing
Artist: Cinderella
Composer(s): Thomas Carl Keifer

Lyric:
Well I've been walkin' down a one way dirty street
Tryin' to find the answers
And I've been hopin' for a chance to meet
The rat that spread the cancer

And the lies they've been spinnin' and the smiles they've been grinnin'
There sure has been some sinnin' but nobody's winnin'
When the walls start to crumblin' you feel like you're stumblin'
And nobody wants you when you're down

They took the boy from the city but they can't take the city from the
Boy's lookin' pretty now he's lookin' like a pity
Cut the flesh down to the bone but you can't get
You can't get blood from a stone, no
You can't get blood from a stone

Well I'm a rollin' but my trains gone off the tracks
And my wheels are spinnin' and I'm a walkin'
Down a one way dirty street but my heart's not sinkin'

From the love they've been buyin' and the blues they've been cryin'
Now the time keeps a flyin' but nobody's tryin'
'Cause the love of the money didn't turn out so sunny
When the well's dry, no one comes around

They took the boy from the city but they can't take the city from the
Boy's lookin' pretty now he's lookin' like a pity
Cut the flesh down to the bone but you can't get
You can't get blood from a stone
You can try but I still got the fight in my eyes
Suck it dry 'cause I've had about enough of your lies

They took the boy from the city but they can't take the city from the
Boy's lookin' pretty now he's lookin' like a pity
Cut the flesh down to the bone but you can't get blood from a stone

They took the boy from the city but they can't take the city from the
Boy's lookin' pretty now he's lookin' like a pity
Cut the flesh down to the bone but you can't get
You can't get blood from a stone, no

You can't get blood from a stone
You can't get blood from a stone
You can't get blood from a stone
You can't get blood from a stone
You can't get blood from a stone

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Blood From A Clone - Lyrics - George Harrison

Title: Blood From A Clone
Artist: George Harrison
Composer(s): George Harrison

Lyric:
They say they like it but now in the market
It may not go well as it's too laid back
You need some oomph, papa, nothing like Frank Zappa
And not new wave, they don't play that crap

Try beating your head on a brick wall
Hard like a stone
Don't have time for the music
They want the blood from a clone

I hear a clock ticking, I feel the nitpicking
I almost quit kicking at the wall
There seems a confusion under the illusion
That they know just what will suit you all

Beating my head on a brick wall
Hard like a stone
Ain't got time for the music
They want the blood from a clone

There is no sense to it, pure pounds and pence to it
They're so intense too, makes me amazed
Don't want no music but they're making you sick with
Some awful noises that may get played

By beating their heads on a brick wall
Hard like a stone
Ain't no messing 'round with music
Give them the blood from a clone

Beating my head on a brick wall
Hard like a stone
Ain't got time for the music
They want the blood from a clone

Where will it all lead us? I thought we had freed us
From the mundane, seems I'm wrong again
Could be they lack roots, they're still wearing Jack boots
And marching somewhere in the pouring rain

Beating my head on a brick wall
Hard like a stone
Don't have time for the music
They want the blood from a clone

By beating their heads on a brick wall
Hard like a stone
Ain't no messing 'round with music
Give them the blood from a clone

Beating my head on a brick wall
Hard like a stone
Ain't got time for the music
They want the blood from a clone

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Like A Rolling Stone - Lyrics - Michael Bolton

Title: Like A Rolling Stone
Artist: Michael Bolton
Composer(s): Bob Dylan

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Lyric:
Once upon a time you dressed so fine
Threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you?
People called said, ?Beware doll, you're bound to fall?
But you thought they were all just kidding you

You used to laugh about everybody that was hanging out
And now you don't talk so loud
Now you don't seem so proud
About having to be scrounging for your next meal

How does it feel? How does it feel?
To be on your own, with no direction home
Like a complete unknown, just like a rolling stone

Oh, you never turned around to see the frowns
On the jugglers and the clowns when they did their tricks for you
You never understood it ain't no good
Shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you, oh

You used to ride on a chrome horse with a diplomat
Carried on his shoulder, siamese cat
Ain't it hard when you discovered that he really wasn't where it's at
After he took from you everything he could steal

How does it feel? How does it feel?
To be on your own, with no direction home
Like a complete unknown, just like a rolling stone

Princess on the steeple, all the pretty people
Drinking, thinking that they've got it made
Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts and things
Better lift your diamond ring, you better pawn it babe

You used to be so amused
Napoleon in rags and the language that he used
Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse
When you ain't got nothing, you got nothing to loose
You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal

How does it feel? How does it feel?
To be on your own and no direction home
Like a complete unknown, just like a rolling stone

Just like a rolling stone
(Oh, how does it feel?)
Just like a rolling stone
(Oh, how does it feel?)

How does it feel?
(Oh, how does it feel?)
Rolling stone
(Oh, how does it feel?)

How does it feel?
(Oh, how does it feel?)
How does it feel?
(Oh, how does it feel?)

(Oh, how does it feel?)
(Oh, how does it feel?)

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Like A Rolling Stone - Lyrics - Selfportrait - Bob Dylan

Title: Like A Rolling Stone
Album: Selfportrait
Artist: Bob Dylan
Composer(s): Bob Dylan

Lyric:
Once upon a time you dressed so fine
You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you?
People'd call, say, "Beware doll, you're bound to fall"
You thought they were all kiddin' you

You used to laugh about
Everybody that was hangin' out
Now, you don't talk so loud, now, you don't seem so proud
About havin' to be scrounging around for your next meal

How does it feel, how does it feel?
To be without a home
With no direction home, like a complete unknown
Just like a rolling stone?

You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss. Lonely
But you know you only used to get juiced in it
Nobody's ever taught you how to live out on the street
And you find out now you're gonna have to get used to it

You said you'd never compromise
With the mystery tramp, but now you realize
He's not sellin' any alibis, as you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
And say, " Would you like to make a deal?"

How does it feel, how does it feel?
To be without a home
With no direction home, like a complete unknown
Just like a rolling stone?

You never turned around to see the frowns
On the jugglers and the clowns
When they all came down to do tricks for you
You never understood that it ain't no good
You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you

Used to ride the chrome horse with your diplomat
Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat
Ain't it hard when you discover that he really wasn't where it's at
After he's taken everything he could steal

How does it feel, how does it feel?
To be without a home
With no direction home, like a complete unknown
Just like a rolling stone?

Princess on the steeple and all pretty people
They're all drinkin', thinkin' that they got it made
Exchanging all precious gifts and things
But you'd better take your diamond ring, down and pawn it, babe

You used to be so amused
At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used
Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse
When you ain't got nothing, you got nothing to lose
You're invisible, you got no secrets to conceal

How does it feel, how does it feel?
To be without a home
With no direction home, like a complete unknown
Just like a rolling stone?

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Like A Rolling Stone - Lyrics - Jimi Hendrix

Title: Like A Rolling Stone
Artist: Jimi Hendrix
Composer(s): Bob Dylan

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Lyric:
Once upon a time, you dressed so fine
Threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you?
People'd call, say, "Beware doll, you're bound to fall"
You thought they were all kiddin' you

You used to laugh about everybody that was hangin' out
Now you don't talk so loud, now you don't seem so proud
About having to be scrounging around for your next meal

How does it feel, how does it feel
To be on your own with no direction home?
Like a complete unknown, like a rolling stone

You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely
Don't you know you only used to get juiced in it?
Nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street
Now you find out you're gonna have to get used to it

You said you'd never compromise
With the mystery tramp but now you realize
He's not selling any alibis
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
And say,"Do you want to make a deal?"

How does it feel, how does it feel
To be without a home, with no direction home?
Like a complete unknown, like a rolling stone

You never turned around to see the frowns
On the jugglers and the clowns
When they all came down and did tricks for you
You never understood that it ain't no good
You should never let other people get your kicks for you

You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat
Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat
Ain't it hard when you discover that
He really wasn't where it's at?
After he's taken everything he could steal

How does it feel, how does it feel
To be without a home, with no direction home?
Like a complete unknown, like a rolling stone

Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people
Drinkin', thinkin' that they got it made
Exchanging all precious gifts and things
But take your diamond ring down and pawn it, babe

You used to be so amused
At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used
Go to him now, he calls you, and you can't refuse
When you ain't got nothing, you got nothing to lose
You're invisible, you got no secrets to conceal

How does it feel, how does it feel
To be without a home, with no direction home?
Like a complete unknown, like a rolling stone

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Like A Rolling Stone - Lyrics - Raisin' Cain - Johnny Winter

Title: Like A Rolling Stone
Album: Raisin' Cain
Artist: Johnny Winter
Composer(s): Bob Dylan

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Lyric:
Once upon a time, you dressed so fine
Threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you?
People'd call, say, "Beware doll, you're bound to fall"
You thought they were all kiddin' you

You used to laugh about everybody that was hangin' out
Now you don't talk so loud, now you don't seem so proud
About having to be scrounging around for your next meal

How does it feel, how does it feel
To be on your own with no direction home?
Like a complete unknown, like a rolling stone

You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely
Don't you know you only used to get juiced in it?
Nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street
Now you find out you're gonna have to get used to it

You said you'd never compromise
With the mystery tramp but now you realize
He's not selling any alibis
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
And say,"Do you want to make a deal?"

How does it feel, how does it feel
To be without a home, with no direction home?
Like a complete unknown, like a rolling stone

You never turned around to see the frowns
On the jugglers and the clowns
When they all came down and did tricks for you
You never understood that it ain't no good
You should never let other people get your kicks for you

You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat
Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat
Ain't it hard when you discover that
He really wasn't where it's at?
After he's taken everything he could steal

How does it feel, how does it feel
To be without a home, with no direction home?
Like a complete unknown, like a rolling stone

Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people
Drinkin', thinkin' that they got it made
Exchanging all precious gifts and things
But take your diamond ring down and pawn it, babe

You used to be so amused
At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used
Go to him now, he calls you, and you can't refuse
When you ain't got nothing, you got nothing to lose
You're invisible, you got no secrets to conceal

How does it feel, how does it feel
To be without a home, with no direction home?
Like a complete unknown, like a rolling stone

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More Than A Woman - Lyrics - Mahogany Soul - Angie Stone

Title: More Than A Woman
Album: Mahogany Soul
Artist: Angie Stone
Composer(s): Edward O Iii Ferrell, Balewa Muhammad, Darren Lighty, Cliff Lighty, Calvin Richardson

Lyric:
Cal, yo baby I believe it's your time, ha
Uh huh, with Angie 'cause I believe in you
Listen

Lookin' back, reminiscing on
Caught up really doing bad, then you put me on
Told me not to be ashamed of what I got
Never mind I'm hatin' niggas up and down the block, babe

Had it down and bills got paid
Said go ahead baby, do the same thing
And when God blesses us, I want a Lexus
With a hideaway mansion in the Hampton

Girl you must've lost your way from heaven
Could it be for me you came so far
Nothing like the ordinary woman
You're the very beat inside my heart

Girl you're like a star I feel so common
Shining like a diamond out in space
Girl you're like my mother, my sister, my lover
Irreplaceable, nothing can take your place

You're the blood in my veins
You're the air I breathe on a hot summer day
You're like a shirt with no sleeves
What makes me a man, any fool could see
More than a woman to me

If you take that back there would be no cure
I'd sail there forever like a ship with no shore
What makes me a man any fool could see
More than a woman to me

Look at us, livin' in luxury
And I've been thinking maybe we should start a family, oh
A girl for you and a boy for me
Matching stones, set baguettes, would you marry me baby

And if you'll have me I'd gladly give my life
Today I take this vow to make you my wife
Nothing temporary no it's quite contrary
It's you and me for eternity

Boy you must've lost your way from heaven
Could it be for me you came so far
Nothing like the ordinary brother
You're the very beat inside my heart

Boy you're like a star I feel so common
Shining like a diamond out in space
Something like my father, my brother, my lover
Irreplaceable, nothing can take your place

You're the blood in my veins
You're the air I breathe on a hot summer day
You're like a shirt with no sleeves
What makes me a man, any fool could see
More than a woman to me

If you take that back there would be no cure
I'd sail there forever like a ship with no shore
What makes me a man any fool could see
More than a woman to me

You're the blood in my veins
You're the air I breathe on a hot summer day
You're like a shirt with no sleeves
What makes me a man, any fool could see
More than a woman to me

If you take that back there would be no cure
I'd sail there forever like a ship with no shore
What makes me a man any fool could see
More than a woman to me

If you're certain about it, oh yeah
Baby, you're the essence of my life
Wanna make you my wife, yeah baby
Oh Lord, baby I love you

My my my baby, my my my baby, yeah yeah
Said you're my baby, whoa yeah
I know there was something about you
Girl I love you

You're the blood in my veins
You're the air I breathe on a hot summer day
You're like a shirt with no sleeves
What makes me a man, any fool could see
More than a woman to me

If you take that back there would be no cure
I'd sail there forever like a ship with no shore
What makes me a man any fool could see
More than a woman to me

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I Want To Live - Lyrics - Josh Gracin - Josh Gracin

Title: I Want To Live
Album: Josh Gracin
Artist: Josh Gracin
Composer(s): Brett James, Melvern River Rutherford

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Lyric:
Sometimes I feel like I need to shake myself, to wake myself
I feel like I'm just sleep walkin' through my life
It's like I'm swimmin' in an ocean of emotion
But still some how slowly goin' numb inside

I don't like who I'm becomin'
I know I've gotta do somethin'
Before my life passes right by

I wanna cry like the rain, cry like the rain
To shine like the sun on a beautiful mornin'
Sing to the Heavens like a church bell ringin'
Fight with the Devil and go down swingin'

Fly like a bird roll like a stone
Love like I ain't afraid to be alone
Take everything that this world has to give
I wanna live

Sometimes I wonder why I work so hard, to guard my heart
Well I hardly feel anything at all
I've spent my whole life building up this ivory tower
Now that I'm in it I keep wishin' it would fall

So I could feel the ground beneath me
Really taste this air I'm breathin'
And know that I'm alive

I wanna cry like the rain, cry like the rain
To shine like the sun on a beautiful mornin'
Sing to the Heavens like a church bell ringin'
Fight with the Devil and go down swingin'

Fly like a bird roll like a stone
Love like I ain't afraid to be alone
Take everything that this world has to give
I wanna live, I wanna live

Something deep inside keeps saying
Life is like a vapor
Its gone in just a twinklin' of an eye

I wanna cry like the rain, cry like the rain
To shine like the sun on a beautiful mornin'
Sing to the Heavens like a church bell ringin'
Fight with the Devil and go down swingin'

Fly like a bird roll like a stone
Love like I ain't afraid to be alone
Take everything that this world has to give
I wanna take any breath I can get, I wanna live
Yeah yeah

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Like A Rolling Stone - Lyrics - John Mellencamp

Title: Like A Rolling Stone
Artist: John Mellencamp
Composer(s): Bob Dylan

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Lyric:
Once upon a time you dressed so fine
You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn?t you?
People?d call, say, beware doll, you?re bound to fall
You thought they were all kiddin? you

You used to laugh about everybody that was hangin? out
Now you don't talk so loud, now you don?t seem so proud
About having to be scrounging for your next meal

How does it feel? How does it feel?
To be without a home like a complete unknown
Like a Rolling Stone?

You?ve gone to the finest school all right, miss lonely
But you know you only used to get juiced in it
And nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street
And now you find out you?re gonna have to get used to it

You said, you?d never compromise with the mystery tramp
But now you realize he?s not selling any alibis
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
And ask him do you want to make a deal?

How does it feel? How does it feel?
To be on your own with no direction home
Like a complete unknown, like a Rolling Stone?

You never turned around to see the frowns
On the jugglers and the clowns
When they all come down and did tricks for you
You never understood that it ain?t no good
You shouldn?t let other people get your kicks for you

You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat
Who carried on his shoulder a siamese cat
Ain?t it hard when you discover that
He really wasn?t where it?s at
After he took from you everything he could steal.

How does it feel? How does it feel?
To be on your own with no direction home
Like a complete unknown, like a Rolling Stone?

Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people
They?re drinkin?, thinkin? that they got it made
Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts and things
But you?d better lift your diamond ring, you?d better pawn it, babe

You used to be so amused
At napoleon in rags and the language that he used
Go to him now, he calls you, you can?t refuse
When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose
You?re invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal

How does it feel? How does it feel?
To be on your own with no direction home
Like a complete unknown, like a Rolling Stone?

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Man Royal - Lyrics - Beenie Man

Title: Man Royal
Artist: Beenie Man
Composer(s): Moses Anthony Davis, Gary Lewis Jackson, Stephen John Marsden, Patrick Roberts

Lyric:
Yeh man, mi know she mek yu sick man
Yu see how she a mek yu a vomit, laugh
Yu see it a das why mi tell yu nuh Brethren
Yu see me Beenie Man mi a go tell yu something, hear mi

Mi nuh wha nuh Man Royal gal, gal
Gimmi di gal dem wid di real born serial
Gal come a dance dress up in a man material
All in a dress like she a go funeral-al

Mi nuh wha no Man Royal, gal, gal
Gimme di gal dem wid di real born serial
Gal come a dance dress up in a man material
All in a dress like, wol on

Mi nuh wha nuh Man Royal gal, gal
Gimmi di gal dem wid di real born serial
Gal come a dance dress up in a man material
All in a dress like she a go funeral-al

Mi nuh wha no Man Royal, gal, gal
Gimme di gal dem wid di real born serial
Gal come a dance dress up in a man material
All in a dress like, wol on

Gal come in a dance an all a walk an al a push
Call har patel that's exactly how she look
Gal can't even cook, she all a read out a book
Every night she an a gal gwan in a bush

Eeh, cause she a husband crook, wol on
Gal come in a dance an all a stand up an pose
A wiggle an a wine up ina people ole clothes
Yuh draw fi a lighter, an she draw fi a hose
Cause she no wha bun di clothes, so sing along

Mi nuh wha nuh Man Royal gal, gal
Gimmi di gal dem wid di real born serial
Gal come a dance dress up in a man material
All in a dress like she a go funeral-al

Mi nuh wha no Man Royal, gal, gal
Gimme di gal dem wid di real born serial
Gal come a dance dress up in a man material
All in a dress like, wol on

Mi nuh wha nuh Man Royal gal, gal
Gimmi di gal dem wid di real born serial
Gal come a dance dress up in a man material
All in a dress like she a go funeral-al

Mi nuh wha no Man Royal, gal, gal
Gimme di gal dem wid di real born serial
Gal come a dance dress up in a man material
All in a dress like, wol on

A how she walk, a how she talk, a how she flex
A just di way mi hear she stay 'bout she wha look di DJ
A itch up an a wine up wid har friend dem
An di ole a dem a guy and mi hear she stay di same way

Reason why mi hate di Man Royal gal dem
All ways end up wid nuff ole bwoy friend
All six, seven, eight, nine, fifteen a dem
Eeh, wid all a one gal friend, so sing again

Mi nuh wha nuh Man Royal gal, gal
Gimmi di gal dem wid di real born serial
Gal come a dance dress up in a man material
All in a dress like she a go funeral-al

Mi nuh wha no Man Royal, gal, gal
Gimme di gal dem wid di real born serial
Gal come a dance dress up in a man material
All in a dress like, wol on

Mi nuh wha nuh Man Royal gal, gal
Gimmi di gal dem wid di real born serial
Gal come a dance dress up in a man material
All in a dress like she a go funeral-al

Mi nuh wha no Man Royal, gal, gal
Gimme di gal dem wid di real born serial
Gal come a dance dress up in a man material
All in a dress like, wol on

Wol on, wol on, wol on

Anytime mi see dem pon di street affi laugh
Some gal weh a walk wid all dem head bawl off
Strong like a samson, like a weight dem pop off
Mi haffi drw fi mi mask, wol on deh

Mi know a Man Royal gal name Jone
Feminine creature full a man harmones
Last week mi hear Patsy in har love zone, muh
Mi tell har leave mi alone, an fling a stone

Mi nuh wha nuh Man Royal gal, gal
Gimmi di gal dem wid di real born serial
Gal come a dance dress up in a man material
All in a dress like she a go funeral-al

Mi nuh wha no Man Royal, gal, gal
Gimme di gal dem wid di real born serial
Gal come a dance dress up in a man material
All in a dress like, wol on

Mi nuh wha nuh Man Royal gal, gal
Gimmi di gal dem wid di real born serial
Gal come a dance dress up in a man material
All in a dress like she a go funeral-al

Mi nuh wha no Man Royal, gal, gal
Gimme di gal dem wid di real born serial
Gal come a dance dress up in a man material
All in a dress like, wol on

Mix up, mix up, mix up, time again man

Gal come in a dance an all a walk an al a push
Call har patel that's exactly how she look
Gal can't even cook, she all a read out a book
Every night she an a gal gwan in a bush

Eeh, cause she a husband crook, wol on
Gal come in a dance an all a stand up an pose
A wiggle an a wine up ina people ole clothes
Yuh draw fi a lighter, an she draw fi a hose
Cause she no wha bun di clothes, so sing along

Mi nuh wha nuh Man Royal gal, gal
Gimmi di gal dem wid di real born serial
Gal come a dance dress up in a man material
All in a dress like she a go funeral-al

Mi nuh wha no Man Royal, gal, gal
Gimme di gal dem wid di real born serial
Gal come a dance dress up in a man material
All in a dress like, wol on

A how she walk, a how she talk, a how she flex
A just di way mi hear she stay 'bout she wha look di DJ
A itch up an a wine up wid har friend dem
An di ole a dem a guy and mi hear she stay di same way

Reason why mi hate di Man Royal gal dem
All ways end up wid nuff ole bwoy friend
All six, seven, eight, nine, fifteen a dem
Eeh, wid all a one gal friend, so sing again

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On &Amp; On - Lyrics - Baduizm - Erykah Badu

Title: On &Amp; On
Album: Baduizm
Artist: Erykah Badu
Composer(s): Erica Wright, Jahmal Cantero

Lyric:
Oh my, my, my
I'm feelin' high
My money's gone
I'm all alone

Too much to see
The world keeps turnin'
Oh what a day
Day what a day

Peace and blessin's manifest with
Every lesson learned
If your knowledge were your wealth then
It would be well earned

If we were made in his image
Then call us by our name
Most intellects do not believe in God
But they fear him just the same

Oh on and on and on and on
My cipher keeps movin? like a rollin? stone
Oh on and on and on and on
All right to the break of dawn

I go on and on and on and on
My cipher keeps movin? like a rollin? stone
Oh Lord on and on and on and on
God damn it I'm a sing my song

I was born under water
With three dollars and six dimes
Yeah, you may laugh what
'Cause you did not do your math

Like one, two, three
Damn y?all feel that over there?
Like one, two, three
Y?all feel it over them?

Like one, two
In the middle y'all feel that?
Like one, two
Y'all feel that?

Like one, two, three, hah
The world keep turnin'
Oh what a day
What a day, what a day

The man that knows somethin? knows that he
Knows nothin? at all
Does it seem colder in your summer time and
Hotter in your fall?

If we were made in his image then
Call us by our names
Most intellects do not believe in God but
They fear us just the same

Somebody said, "On and on and on and on"
My cipher keeps movin? like a rollin? stone
Oh Lord on and on and on and on
All right to the vultures swarm

On, on, on
My cipher keeps movin? like a rollin? stone
On, on, on
Mad props to the God jah born

I?m feelin? kind of hungry
'Cause my high is comin? down
Don?t feed me yours
'Cause food your does not endure

I think I need a cup of tea
The world keeps burnin'
Oh what a day

The mothership can?t save you
So your ass is gon' get left

If we were made in his image
Then call us by our names
Most intellects do not believe in God
But they fear us just the same a cup of tea

On and on and on and on
My cipher keeps moving like a rollin? stone
And go on on and on on and on on on why?
'Cause you did not do your math

Oh Lord on and on and on and on mash
My cipher keeps moving like a rollin? stone
I go on, on, hah, on
And on and on

I think it's time to take the jam deep into the hype
Hard core cold hypin' the mic
I just so happen to be tough with a capital T
Ain't no weak ass trick MC keep up rough wit me

Hard on the mic, silly smooth with rhyme
You can read about Badu in your hip hop Time
You know I'm good to go since I'm up the part
Yeah I'm throw up the rope, they wanna play tug of war
Jealousy appears between both your ears
'Cause I been doin' this shit for years, hah

Never goin' out whack, I'm a female Mac
So sax get back, while my dollars stack
Potential buy knockin' freedom, but still hard to handle
Got it up top, don't watch the blank channel
Got soul, 'cause a monkey take a whiff of the jam

You're on with the song
Just say, "Thank you mam"

Cipher movin'

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I Should'Ve Known Better - Lyrics - Carrie Newcomer

Title: I Should'Ve Known Better
Artist: Carrie Newcomer
Composer(s): Carrie Newcomer

Lyric:
Been a long time comin' and the cards were stacked
It's been a long hard road to hell and back
Your love meant trouble from the day we met
You won every hand, I lost every bet

Now you'd think that I should've known better
Now I think that I, I would've seen it come
My heart sank when I read that letter
Sank like a stone, it sank like a stone

A cup of cold coffee, yesterday's mail
A bad love like this is always bound to fail
Your love meant trouble from the day we met
If you want your things, they're on the front step

An' now you'd think that I should've known better
Now I think that I should've seen it come
My heart sank when I read that letter
It sank like a stone, it sank like a stone

All alone in my kitchen, all alone in my head
Somethings you can't take back, once they've been said
I don't know what this love is for
All I know is I don't want it anymore

Now you'd think that I should've known better
I should've seen it come
My heart sank when I read that letter
It sank like a stone, it sank like a stone

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It Gets No Rougher - Lyrics - Ll Cool J

Title: It Gets No Rougher
Artist: Ll Cool J
Composer(s): Eric Sadler, H Shocklee, K Shocklee, James Todd Smith

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Lyric:
Let me tell you somethin' about an A-B-C style
The A, the B, the C, the D, the E, the F, the G, the H, the I, the J, the K
The L, the M, the N, the O, the P, the Q, the R, the S, the T, the U
The V, W, X, Y, Z, it's bullshit to me

Rhyme to the rhythm of a or should I give a brother time
And move on, you better get another week to work with or quit
'Cause I'm on some ol' l shit, capable of murder but I never committed
Takin' no shorts so you better forget it

Tracklin' the world on my tone deafen station, taught her
Supercalifalistic emcee executioner
Wicked witch, diggin' your ditch
Givin' ya stitch by stitch, ain't this a bitch

Sweeter than lemonade, stronger than a hand-grenade
Rhymes are laid, go deeper than a mermaid
Louder than a siren, I'm not retirin'
Despirin', admirin' the way I'm gettin' fly
And I sees ecleptoes and I resent those
Brothers who slept on, when they shoulda kept on

Rollin' with rush it don't get no rougher
I stopper, huffer and puffer, a buffer, suffer
I was holdin' back the man superior, right?
You wanna take my title, yo, you'll be aight

You stand below the plateau I stand on
You want my faction to put the man on
I shake and bake and break the laws of gravity
And if you chew on, you'll get a cavity

'Cause I'ma giant, and you're a pee-wee
And all that LL shit, you can't see me
You're cheap and weak, incomplete and off-peak
'Cause it gets no rougher, it gets no rougher

Yo man, you know how we take the order A-B-C emcee's
You know what I'm sayin'?
Yo, cuttin' ain't no joke, yo L, release the juice on 'em

I release the juice smack dab in your face
Do damage, I'm pickin' up the pace
My mics' like a torch when I'm walkin' at nighttime
Straight to the dome, it's like a pipe-line

High speed, stronger than Thai-weed
Before you pick up the mic to get fly
You need all the dope khaki's that you can feature
So I can serve you, you know the procedure

Listen to the man intellectualize, visualize
Your whole posse gettin' paralyzed
I don't wanna hear no alibi's, don't apologize
I'll put the highs' in your eyes!

The bass in your face, like you ditch the attorney, I'm on the case
With rhymes that'll hit ya, get ya and sit ya down
The competition is booty get the picture now?
Skip the record, my road, to get me-a-go

I'm figurin' yo, nigga you know
I won't allow, not now, no way, no how
Any form of disrespect, you better bow
Time gets rough to swamp I do it pump
In between my jaws adversaries got chomped

The cordless mic is my only utensil
Lyrics you be runnin', I break 'em like a pencil
'Cause I'm massive and you're a small fry
You're all in, a stunt, a fall-guy
Outta order I smolder blacks to make you suffer
'Cause it gets no rougher, it gets no rougher

Shut up, the alley cats' got attention to get
And drop these l dope lyrics on ya, the beat is pumpin'
You know what I'm sayin'?

Let me ask you ask a question
Wait a minute
You could take the game of rap and rule it alone
Demonstrate many styles on the microphone
Build an empire like an African king
I had to show apu jack the ripper could swing

I'ma rappers nightmare, I crush my opponents
There's only one title I own it
Emcee's flip-flop, I bust out the workshop
They try to eve's drop, goin' to make rock

Aerodynamically, it's all automatically, the way I jiggly full of originality
Shay-shop 'em and stop 'em like a cheetah and an antelope
Then I cut 'em like a cantalope on the table
They ain't able, I'm a legend, not a fable, gotta keep it stable

Crack your back bone, harder than grim stone
Doin' your justice overseein' like a chaporone
Huh, on the hip-hop scene, I got shit sewn up like a sewin' machine
Eat a rapper like a sandwich, leave 'em in a bandit
Crack the stage and leave the audience damaged

Yeah, get funky on that cut, get funky on it
Yo, l, them lyrics is dope man you know I'm sayin'?
You better raw sick for years
This how we do it dogg
Pump that good man, let's cut us some real, real somethin'
Yo, bust this

I'm kinda like a soldier, see I told ya
When I pick up the mic I'ma hold ya
Captive, a mack-tive, I'll make sure I'll track it
L'll speak a cell a sneak as your backs' gettin' weaker

I freak the beat and get shieker
Rule over king, you're too over-eager
You're tryin' to make a move for
I'ma prove you're ridiculious

I think he was jealous and in the mood for an ass-kickin'
When you mess with, the man with the plan
Mic in his hand and a fresh skit
R-O-U-G-H-E-R, rougher, so here we are

Face to face, mic to mic, man to man
While your battle ship is sinkin' in quicksand
Strappin' to the bottom like a two-ton anchor
And break, pull the rope, point blank, I'm a sniper

Rapper like a pack, step on 'em like a mack
My DJ cut-creator scratch a record like a cat
E at my side with pride who got a bigger rep
Shh smoke the mic like a cigarette

Every puff is rough I pull, kill a bull, one toke, your crews' a joke
I run through rappers like runnin' through rubber holes is
Nigga, I'm comin' up roses
Step back I got the title bear-witness to a dope recital
I've killed many men my friend and I'ma do it again and again and again
'Cause it get no rougher

You know what I'm sayin'? I'm rulin' this game
It don't get no rougher, peace, LL Cool J

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Ten Pound Hammer - Lyrics - Aaron Tippin

Title: Ten Pound Hammer
Artist: Aaron Tippin
Composer(s): D Linde

Lyric:
If somebody would've told me
One woman could hold me
And leave me weak as a baby
I'd have told 'em they were crazy

You see, love hit me like a ten pound hammer
A ten pound hammer with a five foot swing
Love hit me like a ten pound hammer
A ten pound hammer with a five foot swing

I used to play it so cool
Lord knows that I was no fool
No chains would ever bind me
But those days are all behind me

You see, love hit me like a ten pound hammer
A ten pound hammer with a five foot swing
Love hit me like a ten pound hammer
A ten pound hammer with a five foot swing

I never saw love's power
Just the hearts and the flowers
When I fell it was frightening
It struck me down like lightning

When love hit me like a ten pound hammer
A ten pound hammer with a five foot swing
Love hit me like a ten pound hammer
A ten pound hammer with a five foot swing

I used to live like a rolling stone
Nobody had a hold on me
All it took was a kiss from you
To bring me right to my knees

Love hit me like a ten pound hammer
A ten pound hammer with a five foot swing
Love hit me like a ten pound hammer
A ten pound hammer with a five foot

Love hit me like a ten pound hammer
A ten pound hammer with a five foot swing
Love hit me like a ten pound hammer
A ten pound hammer with a five foot swing

Yeah, and that's all she wrote

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If I Had Your Name - Lyrics - Waking Up Laughing - Martina Mcbride

Title: If I Had Your Name
Album: Waking Up Laughing
Artist: Martina Mcbride
Composer(s): Hillary Lindsey, Steve Mcewan, Gordie Sampson

Lyric:
If I was a raindrop I would be fallin'
I would be fallin' by now
If I was a rocket I would be flyin'
I would be flyin' by now
If I was a wise man I would be doin'
What I should be doin' by now

'Cause you're like a new key made with the wrong cut
Stuck, tryin' to break into my home
You're like a bottle sent with a message
But you're sinkin' like a stone
If I had your name
I'd be changin' it right now

If I was a blanket I would be foldin'
I would be foldin' by now
If I was a fast train I would be speedin'
Smokin' and steamin' with a hell of a sound
If I was a gambler I'd go for the quick win
I'd cash all my chips in and get outta town

'Cause you're like a new key made with the wrong cut
Stuck, tryin' to break into my home
You're like a bottle sent with a message
But you're sinkin' like a stone
If I had your name
I'd be changin' it right now

'Cause you're like a new key made with the wrong cut
Stuck, tryin' to break into my home
You're like a bottle sent with a message
But you're sinkin' like a stone
If I had your name
I'd be changin' it right now
Oh, yeah, changin' it right now, yeah, yeah

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Stepping Stone - Lyrics - Clannad

Title: Stepping Stone
Artist: Clannad
Composer(s): Paul Hugh Brennan

Lyric:
Moving drift wood
We stopped and stared
Proved too much for me
I'm looking at an empty shell

The young girl waiting
She's waiting there
With a suitcase in her hand
She won't look back on the land

But with a change of heart
For you it might come true
It's like a stepping stone
You know it's up to you
Just like a stepping stone
You know it might come true

It's like a stepping stone
You know it's up to you
Just like a stepping stone
You know it might come true

Wants her freedom
To see with her own eyes
All the cities of the world
And the faces strange to hers
Strange in her eyes

But with a change of heart
For you it might come true
It's like a stepping stone
You know it's up to you

But with a change of heart
You have to see it through
It's like a stepping stone
You know it's up to you
Just like a stepping stone
You know it might come true

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Like A Stone - Lyrics - Audioslave - Audioslave

Title: Like A Stone
Album: Audioslave
Artist: Audioslave
Composer(s): Timothy Commerford, Chris Cornell, Tom Morello, Brad Wilk

Lyric:
On a cold wet afternoon
In a room full of emptiness
By a freeway I confess
I was lost in the pages

Of a book full of death
Reading how we'll die alone
And if we're good we'll lay to rest
Anywhere we want to go

In your house I long to be
Room by room patiently
I'll wait for you there like a stone
I'll wait for you there alone

And on my deathbed I will pray
To the Gods and the Angels
Like a pagan to anyone
Who will take me to Heaven

To a place I recall
I was there so long ago
The sky was bruised
The wine was bled
And there you lead me on

In your house I long to be
Room by room patiently
I'll wait for you there like a stone
I'll wait for you there alone, alone

And on I read
Until the day was gone
And I sat in regret
Of all the things I've done

For all that I've blessed
And all that I've wronged
In dreams until my death
I will wonder on

In your house I long to be
Room by room patiently
I'll wait for you there like a stone
I'll wait for you there alone, alone

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Soldier Of Love - Lyrics - Definitive Collection - Donny Osmond

Title: Soldier Of Love
Album: Definitive Collection
Artist: Donny Osmond
Composer(s): Evan Rogers, Carl Sturken

Lyric:
So you heard that I'm a rebel with a heart made of stone
I got a restless spirit that nobody can own
If a picture tells a story won't you listen to mine
I'm searching for the answer but it's so hard to find

You'll see much deeper when you read between the lines
'Cause there's a fire burning in my eye

Like a thief in the night who can't get enough
I am willing to fight 'cause I'm a soldier of love
Like a shot in the dark when the going gets rough
It's a state of the heart, you're a soldier of love

I'm willing to fight

Love can be so heartless when you turn out the lights
A mutual surrender in the heat of the night
Life's an empty picture when you're living alone
And maybe that's the reason every heart needs a home

Each time I fall down, I get on my feet again
I'm gonna win this battle in the end

Like a thief in the night who can't get enough
I am willing to fight 'cause I'm a soldier of love
Like a shot in the dark when the going gets rough
It's a state of the heart and you're a soldier of love

You'll see much deeper when you read between the lines
'Cause there's a fire burning in my eye

Like a thief in the night who can't get enough
I am willing to fight 'cause I'm a soldier of love
Like a shot in the dark when the going gets rough
It's a state of the heart and you're a soldier of love

Sha la, la la, la la la, when the going gets rough
Sha la, la la, la la la, I'm a soldier of love
Sha la, la la, la la la, when the going gets rough
Sha la, la la, la la la, a soldier for your love

Like a thief in the night who can't get enough
I am willing to fight 'cause I'm a soldier of love
Like a shot in the dark when the going gets rough
It's a state of the heart, you're a soldier of love

Like a thief in the night who can't get enough
'Cause I'm a soldier of love
Like a shot in the dark when the going gets rough

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Like A Rolling Stone - Lyrics - Anberlin

Title: Like A Rolling Stone
Artist: Anberlin
Composer(s): Bob Dylan

Lyric:
Once upon a time you dressed so fine
You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you?
People call, said, "Beware doll, you're bound to fall"
You thought they were all kiddin' you

You used to laugh about
Everybody that was hangin' out
Now you don't talk so loud
Now you don't seem so proud
About having to be scrounging for your next meal

How does it feel? How does it feel?
To be without a home
Like a complete unknown, like a rolling stone

You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely
But you know you only used to get juiced in it
Nobody's ever taught you how to live out on the street
And now you find out you're gonna have to get used to it

You said, you'd never compromise
With the mystery tramp, but know you realize
He's not selling any alibis
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
And say, "Do you want to make a deal?"

How does it feel? How does it feel?
To be on your own with no direction of home
Like a complete unknown, like a rolling stone

Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people
They're drinkin', thinkin' that they got it made
(That they got it made)

Exchanging all precious gifts
But you'd better take your diamond ring
Oh you'd better, you'd better pawn it babe

You used to be so amused
At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used
Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse

How does it feel? How does it feel?
To be on your own with no direction of home
Like a complete unknown

How does it feel? How does it feel?
To be on your own with no direction of home
Like a complete unknown, like a rolling stone

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