Looking For A Fox - Lyrics - Blues Brothers

Title: Looking For A Fox
Artist: Blues Brothers
Composer(s): Wilbur Terrell, Marcus Lewis Daniel, Rick Hall, Clarence Carter

Lyric:
I'm all alone and fancy free
Oh, but that ain't the way I want be
Now girls get your game up tight
We're gonna have a wing, ding doodle tonight

But right now
I'm looking for a fox
I'm looking for a fox
I'm looking for a fox

Tonight the sky's the limit
I got some money and I wanna spend it
It's Saturday night and I wanna play
I'm gonna groove till the break of day

Now look a here
I'm looking for a fox
I'm looking for a fox
I'm looking for a fox

Got a brand new pin stripe suit of clothes
Big wide polka-dot tie
Cuff links as big as J-bird eggs
And look at that shoes made out of alligator hide

Well say something else here
I'm ripe and ready and hot to trot
Boy you on fire
Girl you can get everything I got
He'll take it too

I got got the money if got the time
we open all night
All you gotta do is gimme a sign
Look a hear

I'm looking for a fox
I'm looking for a fox
I'm looking for a fox

I'm looking for a fox
I'm looking for a fox
I'm looking for a fox

I'm looking for a fox
I'm looking for a fox
I'm looking for a fox

I'm looking for a fox
Hey Mac, you know something?
You can sing man

Looking for a fox
Looking for a fox
Looking for a fox

Looking for a fox
Looking for a fox
Looking for a fox

Looking for a fox
Looking for a fox
Looking for a fox

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Keepin The Faith - Lyrics - De La Soul Is Dead - De La Soul

Title: Keepin The Faith
Album: De La Soul Is Dead
Artist: De La Soul
Composer(s): S Young, V Mason, M /Lockett, T Adams, S/ Turner, R Arrington, M / Webster, D Hicks, Bob Marley, K Mercer, Paul Huston, D Jolicouer, Rod Temperton

Lyric:
Jody got a cat but she won't let it out
Oh, tough luck, 'cause it makes Jack pout
Waiting on the wins he moves to the next
Searching for the cheese, looking for the text

In the Big Blue, in search of the skins
Grinning and laughing, laughing and grinning
Padlock Jody got the whole scene played
No knockin' boots till she's 14K'd

Diamond in the back, sunroof top
Waiting for the credit card so she can go and shop
Jack plays the back, just knockin' other socks
'Cause now in the hood he's 'Johnny The Fox'

Till one ring came, Jody blew a spark
Found about Jody round the corner in the park
Flipping like a dipstick, hip to the news
Practicing the range, bellowing the blues

Jack rolls the carpet in, swift like a skate
Yo, Jody, yo, gotta go, got a date
Padlock Jody's screaming, "Wait, wait, wait"
"Don't worry, hon," he replies, "I'm keepin' the faith"

I'll never do the baseball with you again
Yo, I'll never do the baseball with you
'Cause your hoochie-coo was so smooth
Was it such a sin to let, let me in?

Hooked by your ever-so-shyness
Want that bush, heard you're from Flatbush
Ran after ya, caught ya
Brought ya to Long Island, stylin' for a while

In my hut, I was on a cut for a peck, a silly Greg Peck
You tried to play me new, Plug One you disconnect
I'd try to touch your hair, you would say no
Yo, I'd try to touch your hair, you would say no

Is it 'cause you want my financial flaunt?
First you gotta please me, nice and easy
But I guess you want that in reverse
So I stand Plug First can see

We got a serious block
Turn the other way, ooh, what do I spot?
A hoopin' Hey Love whose scent left a trace
Had a stash in her pocket with a body that's safe

Ball to the eight, now you wanna swing?
Forget the rap, yo, Black Sheep, sing

You're banned, you're banned
You're banned, honey dip, you're banned
You're banned, you're banned

Ya banned by the preacher man
You played yourself a stew
Now to me you step, never mind love
The faith is being kept

Now remember 'bout Padlock Jody, here's the fact
Jack little wick but she was acting wack
Jack wanna lay but laying ain't exact
For the past four or five she was banned by the pack

Hip to the witness, putting on a plan
No money, no more Puddy Tat for the man
Jack knows that honey means playing a game
Only wanna bowl, got nabbed for the fame, goddamn

Sam was the man that you planned to command
Nothing new about a neighborhood
You know what? Padlock Jody wanna cut
Jack's thinking cap, make mine into a pack

Yo, here's twenty, forty, sixty, pay me back
Conscience appears, "Yo Jack, what you doing?"
You play the cold while honey here's cooling?
You don't have to if you don't want to
You don't have to if you don't want to"

So he begins with the ring, ring, ring
"Hey, Judy girl, how ya doin'
Seen you with another man, what you doing, screwing?
Ooh, shame on you, what, you can't wait
For the big bait, well, I'm ma tell you straight
Honey child, I'm keepin' the faith"

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Trapped On The Dance Floor - Lyrics - Will Smith

Title: Trapped On The Dance Floor
Artist: Will Smith
Composer(s): Marston E. Freeman, J Mccall, C Abrahms, Willard C. Smith, Don Abrams, Jeffrey Townes, S Crudup

Lyric:
You're trapped on the dance floor
It's locked, there's no escape
There's no eat, no drink, can't take a break
No seat to sit down, you gotta stand up

The record on the wheel reacts like a handcuff
You're in a cage and this groove will bound you
People in the club like bars around you
The doors open up and the people are boarding

Here are the prisoners, the DJ is the warden
Your mind is useless, instinct takes control
Jam to techno, groove to soul to soul
You been arrested, now you're being tested

The beat is a sex fiend, you're being molested
Stead drum kicks like pistol in spinal
You gotta dance and get round like a Rhino
The DJ cuts with a knife like a surgery

Sayin' that the slice ain't nice that's perjury
The music infiltrates you, mutates you
Grabs you, holds you, moulds you and let you
Do things you wouldn't-a otherwise done

Like shake, rattle, roll, pump, twist and then some
Ain't no law here, you can't protest this
Stop looking around, it ain't no oasis
You can't leave till the man pulls the needle

Take that as a warning
Take heed or I'll quicken the pitch and make you dance faster
The drum is the whip, bass line is the master
The temperature's a 100 and yet you still want more
You're a slave and you're trapped on the dance floor

Oh oh I'm trapped like a [unverified]
I can't get out
Can't you see I'm trapped?
Can't you see I'm so confused?
I can't get out

Now you're wondering lost in a jungle
You came in hyped up but now you're humble
Bringing out sweat in your silky wet clothes
You scream for help, blend in with the [unverified] and hoes

You try to sit but there ain't no spaces
The floor is a desert, a party oasis
I know you're on the tip for the rhyme I just did
And here's a little taste of my homeboy, El Sid

Ay a Prince it's the El Sid's version
I'm a raid on the track, I'm a hip-hop surgeon
The floor is jam-packed get away from the bar scene
The strum of the drum has you trapped like a sardine

You try to move no form of escape
The heat brings on sweat, stick on like tape
Party's like a [unverified]
Girls slim and trim on the floor, don't try to shoot for the door

This ain't the gym
The party goers every night had a scene
This mic try to respond but still trapped like in Venus
Ain't a spiff or a spoof, boy you better not goof
You about to cave in although you ain't on a roof

The rhythm track from offside's to angles
Playing the wimp fight resist strangle
You can't escape until the DJ's fingers up
So play like a phone or coat and just hang it up

The speakers pumping out sounds and hip words
Lines between the rhythm designed to equip nerds
You better jam we don't care if you hardcore
'Cause we got you trapped on the dance floor

Oh oh I'm trapped like a [unverified]
I can't get out
Can't you see I'm trapped?
Can't you see I'm so confused?
I can't get out

Oh oh I'm trapped like a [unverified]
I can't get out
Can't you see I'm trapped?
Can't you see I'm so confused?
I can't get out

Me and Prince got together just to kick our lines
No trouble at the party 'cause we're strapped with nines
Dance floor secure, don't bother tryin' to get out
You looking for the late AM this man pull red out

Nobody cause killing is mean
Got ya dancin' in the dark and dressed like Springsteen
Razzamatazz a pasazz about to rip the flesh is my man Jazz Fresh
Soon as I worked through the door I got trapped on the dance floor

See this girlie that I never saw, she was looking raw
Came a little closer then I opposed her
Then I drop the fox trot so hot that I roast her
[Unverified] planes in the damn chain, hard to explain

I did it up like I was straight outta Soul Train
Listen as I discuss this yo bust this
Like a hammer before me you can't touch this
Trapped on the floor like a vulture, part of my culture

You may even thought I was drived to faulter
Get live like a [unverified] jack that fives you the window main [unverified]
Add a little mic and Janet you can't understand it
'Cause [unverified] thought I was from another planet

Way of whipping and dipping
And sliding [unverified] of what I'm providin'
Other dancers go and hide
Like Charles [unverified] I'm prancin'

I keep the dance all night until, the party's over, the party's over
Like a cowboy at a rodeo
From mister mister dosie doe around the dance floor
Steppin' the new hardcore, I'm Jazz Fresh and I'm trapped

Oh oh I'm trapped like a [unverified]
I can't get out
Can't you see I'm trapped?
Can't you see I'm so confused?
I can't get out

Max up to step up just to keep this rap up
The time that he possesses the best in a contest
Jeff with his right and left like Jazz Fresh
No other than the brother the lover Jazzy Jeff

I'm the one dance floor at the station
[Unverified] time around quarter to ten
Times work hard, the customers scarred
Your tickets to freedom, yo you ain't gonna need 'em

Your sentence is 25 years to life
A [unverified] is your husband and wife
Trapped behind the steel, the steel of the wheels
Don't come to the party if you don't wanna know how business feels

I walk strong carry a big stick
Sell myself all packed and thick
When they sound the drum you know it's time to roll
Might as well have fun there's no parol

I set a trap and caught you like a mouse
For times ahead no chance for a halfway house
Pump the bass in all sections
Prince, Sid, and jazz my officers of correction

Cant' escape the floor cut the crime out
[Unverified] wall ain't no use tryin' to climb out
'Cause I'm running this show and it's live in here
You try to escape another five years

I got you trapped and I'm your savior
You dance real hard you might get out on good behavior
But if you don't I give you more
'Cause DJ Jazzy Jeff got you trapped on the dance floor

Oh oh I'm trapped like a [unverified]
I can't get out
Can't you see I'm trapped?
Can't you see I'm so confused?
I can't get out

Oh oh I'm trapped like a [unverified]
I can't get out
Can't you see I'm trapped?
Can't you see I'm so confused?
I can't get out

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Too Much For Me - Lyrics - Dj Kayslay

Title: Too Much For Me
Artist: Dj Kayslay
Composer(s): Mark Curry, Bernard Edwards, Nasir Jones, Inga Marchand, Nile Rodgers, Amerie Mi Marie Rogers, Bryan Williams, Joe Woolfolk

Lyric:
Check, check it out
Kayslay, what up, baby?
(Yeah)
Uh, Ame'
(Check it out)
Haha, Bravehearts, c'mon

Said it ain't too much for me
To have you next to me
I can't believe it, all the things I do
To keep you loving me

And it's just too much for me
To not have you by my side
'Cause no matter what you're going through
You know that I'm gon' ride, yeah

You a brave girl? I'm a Braveheart
In carhartand Champion Hoodies
You in the Benz Buggy with the fullies
I ride beside ya, we about to pull a all nighter

I'm 'Super Freak' like Rick James
Sex in rangers, parked on dangerous blocks
You like it when the strangers watch
I'm looking out for cops, you a girl with no fear

People put ya hands in the air for the GQ man of the year
That Bentley or polstry leather
The leather that be up in the coats I wear
Wherever I go so there ya have it

Cashmere fabrics, never caught in last year's garments
Holsters under armpits, chauffeurs and the charms lit
And a coat is holding on the Don's wrist
She got the ill Will chain on
Turquoise boots saying 'God's Son', this the theme song

Said it ain't too much for me
To have you next to me
I can't believe it, all the things I do
To keep you loving me

And it's just too much for me
To not have you by my side
'Cause no matter what you're going through
You know that I'm gon' ride, yeah

You know the size of this shit, I flips it quickly
Lose this trouble 'fore these people get with me
Holla at my hoes 'cause I dip my bitches
From gold to platinum from rag to riches

I'm the boss of the boss, the pimp shotcaller
Worldwide Rider in a Benz with a spoiler
In your city, tear yo mall up
Pimp fly bitches and tear their walls up

Dress nice, I'm super neat
Ice on white wit' 3's on her feat
Worldwide rider, I'm coast to coast
From Europe, Japan, I gets that dough

Send out 2, I get back 4
Yo, broad around me, I'm a lace that hoe
Smoke 'dro, redo my whips
Redo my chips this, the bird man bitch

Said it ain't too much for me
To have you next to me
I can't believe it, all the things I do
To keep you loving me

And it's just too much for me
To not have you by my side
'Cause no matter what you're goin' through
You know that I'm gon' ride, yeah

BK, I throw it up, feet stay manoloed up
Cris air canary, all these niggaz hear me
Lou Vuitton, Lou Batten
Bring fever, cock sucker when Foxy throw it on

I speak how I feel, I'm a Fox 5 General
Y'all rap bitches is all so subliminal
That's why I ones them every time I pass 'em
Frontin' wit' young G, the Fox 5 Captain

So which hoe wanna fuck wit' huns?
So come we dun ta push a dem one by one, whoa
Now make me bust off mi big Magnum
Spray off in the lobby, call us the Shower Posse

The Don Gogen, come through stylin' hard
But 2 goons from the Sherlock Squadron
It be a bachelor that Fox them sparrin'
And leave y'all niggaz on the sideline starvin'

Said it ain't too much for me
To have you next to me
I can't believe it, all the things I do
To keep you loving me

And it's just too much for me
To not have you by my side
'Cause no matter what you're going through
You know that I'm gon' ride, yeah

I, I, I wanna get to know you
I, I, I want you with me
I, I, I just want to show you
You belong to me

I, I, I wanna get to know you
I, I, I want you with me
I, I, I just want to show you
You belong to me

Said it ain't too much for me
To have you next to me
I can't believe it, all the things I do
To keep you loving me

And it's just too much for me
To not have you by my side
'Cause no matter what you're going through
You know that I'm gon' ride, yeah

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Too Much For Me (Remix) - Lyrics - Dj Kayslay

Title: Too Much For Me (Remix)
Artist: Dj Kayslay
Composer(s): Mark Curry, Bernard Edwards, Nasir Jones, Inga Marchand, Nile Rodgers, Amerie Mi Marie Rogers, Bryan Williams, Joe Woolfolk

Lyric:
Check, check it out
Kayslay, what up, baby?
(Yeah)
Uh, Ame'
(Check it out)
Haha, Bravehearts, c'mon

Said it ain't too much for me
To have you next to me
I can't believe it, all the things I do
To keep you loving me

And it's just too much for me
To not have you by my side
'Cause no matter what you're going through
You know that I'm gon' ride, yeah

You a brave girl? I'm a Braveheart
In carhartand Champion Hoodies
You in the Benz Buggy with the fullies
I ride beside ya, we about to pull a all nighter

I'm 'Super Freak' like Rick James
Sex in rangers, parked on dangerous blocks
You like it when the strangers watch
I'm looking out for cops, you a girl with no fear

People put ya hands in the air for the GQ man of the year
That Bentley or polstry leather
The leather that be up in the coats I wear
Wherever I go so there ya have it

Cashmere fabrics, never caught in last year's garments
Holsters under armpits, chauffeurs and the charms lit
And a coat is holding on the Don's wrist
She got the ill Will chain on
Turquoise boots saying 'God's Son', this the theme song

Said it ain't too much for me
To have you next to me
I can't believe it, all the things I do
To keep you loving me

And it's just too much for me
To not have you by my side
'Cause no matter what you're going through
You know that I'm gon' ride, yeah

You know the size of this shit, I flips it quickly
Lose this trouble 'fore these people get with me
Holla at my hoes 'cause I dip my bitches
From gold to platinum from rag to riches

I'm the boss of the boss, the pimp shotcaller
Worldwide Rider in a Benz with a spoiler
In your city, tear yo mall up
Pimp fly bitches and tear their walls up

Dress nice, I'm super neat
Ice on white wit' 3's on her feat
Worldwide rider, I'm coast to coast
From Europe, Japan, I gets that dough

Send out 2, I get back 4
Yo, broad around me, I'm a lace that hoe
Smoke 'dro, redo my whips
Redo my chips this, the bird man bitch

Said it ain't too much for me
To have you next to me
I can't believe it, all the things I do
To keep you loving me

And it's just too much for me
To not have you by my side
'Cause no matter what you're goin' through
You know that I'm gon' ride, yeah

BK, I throw it up, feet stay manoloed up
Cris air canary, all these niggaz hear me
Lou Vuitton, Lou Batten
Bring fever, cock sucker when Foxy throw it on

I speak how I feel, I'm a Fox 5 General
Y'all rap bitches is all so subliminal
That's why I ones them every time I pass 'em
Frontin' wit' young G, the Fox 5 Captain

So which hoe wanna fuck wit' huns?
So come we dun ta push a dem one by one, whoa
Now make me bust off mi big Magnum
Spray off in the lobby, call us the Shower Posse

The Don Gogen, come through stylin' hard
But 2 goons from the Sherlock Squadron
It be a bachelor that Fox them sparrin'
And leave y'all niggaz on the sideline starvin'

Said it ain't too much for me
To have you next to me
I can't believe it, all the things I do
To keep you loving me

And it's just too much for me
To not have you by my side
'Cause no matter what you're going through
You know that I'm gon' ride, yeah

I, I, I wanna get to know you
I, I, I want you with me
I, I, I just want to show you
You belong to me

I, I, I wanna get to know you
I, I, I want you with me
I, I, I just want to show you
You belong to me

Said it ain't too much for me
To have you next to me
I can't believe it, all the things I do
To keep you loving me

And it's just too much for me
To not have you by my side
'Cause no matter what you're going through
You know that I'm gon' ride, yeah

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Wanted (On The Run) - Lyrics - The B.Coming - Beanie Sigel

Title: Wanted (On The Run)
Album: The B.Coming
Artist: Beanie Sigel
Composer(s): John F Bongiovi, Richard S. Sambora

Lyric:
Wanted, 100 miles and runnin'
Through the rain and the sunnin', when them feed folks comin'
Keep your head up youngin', gotta keep ya heads up youngin'
The streets'll give your head up youngin'

Listen, flip your contacts, stay focused like contacts
Your head's open for a contract
Can't go where mom at, the last place you wanna bring the dram at
The first place they gonna track I promise

Can't relax, but remain the calmest
Couple rules that your play by, stay by, stay live
You keep your boots on your laces tied
And only troop on the late night if you play right, you stay right, right

You never play the day light, jakes get on your tail
Never let them see the break lights
Catch me if you can when I'm dippin' from the cops
Mr. Gingerbread never falling victim of the fox

Wanted
Dead or alive
Wanted
Dead or alive

Wanted, but you can't stop runnin'
With a price on your head, be prepared to gunnin'
Don't be scared like the Red Coats comin' nigga
Stay underground and keep runnin' like Tugman

You can't sleep, not a peep, no slumber
Man I sleeped about a 100 hours rest this summer
No stress when your dealin' with the running
Waking up in cold sweats, pissed scared of the rumblin'

Fuck it, just prepare for the trouble
Don't be shit scared nigga with your head undercovers
This not a broad threat, I got something for 'em
On the steps with two tecs, this is not a warnin'

Nigga they close like camera flash
When the hammer blast, put on your State Prop camouflage
Crack the box or the avalanche, put on your Montana mask
Get to clappin' like it's Pakistan, what every strap, cause an accident
Make a traffic jam, dodge all the traps you can, keep runnin'

Wanted
Dead or alive
Wanted
Dead or alive

All you got to say is hide me, I ride free
I be, the one to change your birth, S.S., or ID
(I got all that)
Ain't no more hangin' with the Y.G. State Prop
No Roc, private dock, in case you need an IV

No more Bent', that's Accord money, 420
Schemes can't afford money, money yous award money
Whether 90 or the first degree, any murder in the first degree
Well be the third degree, and they looking for the perjury

If you ain't Merc the G, perfectly, you'll be in surgery
Take the seed out the nursery, nurse him at the precinct
Give 'em desert, that ain't where he deserve to be
And I went through this personally, certainly

3-2 for burglary, now it was referred to me
So they play us in no way, know way
Blaze up the roadways, A.C. and O.J
Read the paper, eggs and OJ

Call CD head of the O'Jays
That's a gypsy caps, risky all the chips we had
45 flee-flicker, we niggaz, hit the gas
When the operation go stale, ain't no jail

I did my whole album on bail
(That's the truth )
I got you mac mittens, I send them a black ribbon
Attached to Mac spitten, I can't go back prison

Wanted
Dead or alive
Wanted
Dead or alive

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Child'S Play - Lyrics - Supreme Clientele - Ghostface Killah

Title: Child'S Play
Album: Supreme Clientele
Artist: Ghostface Killah
Composer(s): Dennis David Coles, Robert F. Diggs

Lyric:
Pretty little Sally sat up by the tree trunk
White miniskirt with a Betty Boom bum
She had a ass like Deborah Cox, face like Lauryn
Waist like a Coke bottles scoring
Pretty young thing loved the swings
And times she got my ding-a-ling hard
When she said push hard, she kept Vaseline
Open as she swung back, couldn't help her dress blue back

Now I'm held accountable right for my actions
Right before the Wallabee Champ was rockin' wallows
Drawin' cards, sent her rap message through a bottle
Lines from Dolomite, few tips from Goines
Birthday, gave her two 50 cent coins
Puppy love, gorgeous face, amazed by lip gloss
Cherry cent, when the princess spoked yo it bounced off
Mole like Marilyn Monroe, threw a rose in her mouth
Wherever God go will be Mrs. Coke

Girl's so pretty, kids with little niddys
Hope the years go slow, slow
Surrounded by intelligence, life through education
Healthy minds will grow, grow
Catch me on a bus-stop, dustin', cursin' out
The cops are still coming, vibe with me
Everybody's talking about Wu-Tang frontin'
But you still telling lies to me

Beautiful in light shows, having no intentions on love
But having strung eyes of oppose, here we go
It's not the way she bubbed the gum, shooked her ass
I'm not the one, double dus', waiting for the bus
The fagot Nore son, now year later
Lady 7th floor, building 7-80
Fancy fox, booties for her socks, nothing else can change me

Young Nefertiti, knowledge seed with no jewelry on
Tahitian fresh berry tree, she's a Capricorn
I really liked the girl, had dreams about her
Thinking to myself some nights she got
But hating, was Shinene and Grace and Key-lolo
Trick bitches jumped my boo at the school a few years ago
Hit me, you hit me, Grace got the last hit
Eh yo, these bitches started swinging and shit

So I jumped in
Those were the days, made faces in school plays
Paper trays, city wide test, made half a days
Shooting puppy water, might hump the pillow, dick a inch taller
Stapleton bum nigga, I pop a cherry for her
Fresh air fun, here's dunn, alphabets, berets
Jellies, bubble yum, soda tongue, too young to cum
Then engage him with them candy rings
Eh yo, I hit that shit, got jealous when she kissed Rob
I broked her chicko's sticks

Guys and girls, y'all remember those days and shit
Girls walk around in school, one ponytail with the beret
Next looking like baby powder
You know what I mean? Those were the days right there
Boston baked beans, girls come to school with mad candy
You know what I mean? You'd just come in school for half days
And all that
Just to see that little girl right there? In mind to this
Go home and think about it, you know what I mean?
May hump the bed sometimes on her, You know what I mean?

Word, those days man, those, those were the good old days right there G That shit was fun, lunchroom, see in the lunchroom
You know what I mean? Might get a little, go to the G.O
Store or something, you know what I mean?
Word, buy a little chocolate, a little shake or something
You know what I mean? A little Butter crunch joints or something
You know what I mean? That's that real shit, G I miss those shits, man
I wanna go back to school, man
That's my word, man
For real y'all, those were, those were the goddamn y'all you remember

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The Fox In The Snow - Lyrics - If You're Feeling Sinister - Belle And Sebastian

Title: The Fox In The Snow
Album: If You're Feeling Sinister
Artist: Belle And Sebastian
Composer(s): Isobel Karen Campbell, Richard William Colburn, Stephen Thomas Jackson, Stuart Lee Murdoch, Michael John Cooke, Christopher Geddes, Sarah Ann Martin

Lyric:
Fox in the snow, where do you go
To find something you could eat?
'Cause the word out on the street
Is you are starvin'

Don't let yourself grow hungry now
Don't let yourself grow cold
Fox in the snow

Girl in the snow, where do you go
To find someone who will do?
To tell someone all the truth
Before it kills you

Listen to your crazy laugh
Before you hang a right
And disappear from sight

What do they know anyway?
You'll read it in a book
What do they know anyway?
You'll read it in a book tonight

Boy on the bike, what are you like
As you cycle 'round the town?
You're going up, you're going down
You're going nowhere

It's not as if they're paying you
It's not as if it's fun
At least not anymore

When your legs are black and blue
It's time to take a break
When your legs are black and blue
It's time to take a holiday

Kid in the snow, way to go
It only happens once a year
It only happens once a lifetime
Make the most of it

Second just to being born
Second to dying to
What else would you do?
What else would you do?
What else would you do?
What else would you do?

(Fox in the snow)
When your legs looking black and blue
(Fox in the snow)
It's not as if they're paying you
(Fox in the snow)
When your legs looking black and blue
(Fox in the snow)
It's not as if they're paying you
(Fox in the snow)
(Fox in the snow)

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This Garden - Lyrics - Levellers

Title: This Garden
Artist: Levellers
Composer(s): Jonathan Sevink, Charles Kenton Heather, Mark Chadwick, Jeremy James Cunningham, Simon Friend

Lyric:
Blood, sweat and tears
Really don't matter
Just the things that you do
In this garden

Blood, sweat and tears
Really don't matter
Just the things that you do
In this garden

I never thought, I'd see the day
When you became what you've become
It's easy now just to look away
And leave your conscience on the run

Spend so much time not looking for an answer
But someone else's to blame
As long as you don't take the drop
To you it's all the same

Blood, sweat and tears
Really don't matter
Just the things that you do
In this garden

Blood, sweat and tears
Really don't matter
Just the things that you do
In this garden

Sometimes, I like to get away
Chase a thought and fly
The people around here will never change
They're too scared to look outside

Community spirit, neighborhood watch
Curtains twitching all the time
Got to have a look at what next door's got
'Cos your credit's on the line

Blood, sweat and tears
Really don't matter
Just the things that you do
In this garden

Blood, sweat and tears
Really don't matter
Just the things that you do
In this garden

Don't waste your time with your visions of the future
And your party line
'Cos your eyes have blinded to the people in the gutter
Who are fighting to survive

When I was out, I saw a fox
He was fighting for his life
His eyes were wide but his mind was shut
To the red coat bugle cries

When he reached his home his path was blocked
By some sportsman's clever guise
If this is as far as your culture's got and I deny it

Blood, sweat and tears
Really don't matter
Just the things that you do
In this garden

Blood, sweat and tears
Really don't matter
Just the things that you do
In this garden

Blood, sweat and tears
Really don't matter

Blood, sweat and tears
Really don't matter

Really don't matter
Really don't matter

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For Your Eyes Only - Lyrics - Denis - Best Of Blondie - Blondie

Title: For Your Eyes Only
Album: Denis - Best Of Blondie
Artist: Blondie
Composer(s): Chris Stein, Deborah Harry

Lyric:
Don't look over my shoulder, I'm trying to read
Remember these intimate moments, don't forget my privacy
We both have our orders and a trick up the sleeve
There's no use pretending you're asleep

The subject was roses, quine geology
Deliberate notice, you're taking of me
Caution and danger are not family
Don't try turning the tables on me

Too long and too lonely
For your eyes only, secretly
Enjoy the paradox, you thinking I'm the fox
Can't ya see you personally?

So many people know who you are
And they know you've been looking for your counterpart
We're chasing an echo in sonic 3-D
And if I laugh without joking, make believe

Too long and too lonely
For your eyes only, totally
I like what you're showing
For your eyes only, secretly
For your eyes only

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Welcome Home - Lyrics - Idlewild

Title: Welcome Home
Artist: Idlewild
Composer(s): Rod Pryce-Jones, Colin Newton, Allan Stewart, Roddy Woomble, Gavin Bernard Fox

Lyric:
I go outside to find the middle of nowhere
Everyone needs their own empty stage
Just like the sky with no beginning or ending
I like reading a book without a last page

Stop and turn around
And say it with your eyes closed
You don't need to welcome me home
Stop, turn around
Try looking with your eyes wide open

As we live our lives through a series of glances
And you smile without smiling for a whole another year
I think we need a little bit more understanding
I think the future is already here

So I won't ask you to stop and turn around
And see it with your eyes closed
You don't need to welcome me home
Stop and turn around
Try looking with your eyes wide open

Welcome home
Welcome home

Welcome home
Welcome home

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Forecast - Lyrics - Raekwon

Title: Forecast
Artist: Raekwon
Composer(s): Teddy Riley, Corey Woods, S Kelly, Keith Sweat

Lyric:
Turn me up
Feel me like
Let me get a feeling of who'd love me and who I love
That's what it's all about though, you understand
First you got to know how to move
Then you got to know how to make moves
Straight up
All y'all
It's eternal
What, we getting on the ninety five
Yea, I like that word
Yo
We bringing it from here
(Don't drive too close to the nigga, nigga)
Understand
Come on, let's go, let's go, let's go
Yea, that's right, right
What up, so what is it called?
You know what it's called, kid
Yo
How much I, how much I implement my thoughts to you

Yo, hey yo, shout out New York, Philadelphia my sword talk
Praises due, the block favors you
New Jers' with the guerrillas with the most sexiest birds
Vehicles and shit shout out your word
Fox premier
My niggas in Connecticut, yea
Upstate Albany got love here
Rochester all the way down to stretcher
You large Long Island niggas definitely paint a picture
Chicago peace
Maryland take cheese
Baltimore lock it all down yo lets increase
Boston stay flossing
My eye like Steve Austin
Seeing how y'all bought Rae fortune
Texas yo
How many Lexuses y'all goin' flow?
Y'all niggas doing it is love yo
Miami and North Carolina like family, yea
Spoil a nigga like kids with cotton candy
Yo VA all the money makers generate
Shorty driving around still making ten a day
LA yep it's real when they tell me
Yep I know it's ill 'cause police tried to kill me
And oh let's politic and make dido
DC I hope y'all feel me when I ble-do
ATL Tennessee ring bells
Out in Ohio bumping twenty inch wheels
Yea San Francisco, Vegas, Illinois, Dallas
Minneapolis cats rap with us
Michigan yea rollie derm burn
Phoenix, Sacramento really care
Bitches on the air
Portland, Buffalo, Toronto
Stay brolic in the giants like the Denver broncos
Yo South Carolina bring the drama
Still in all like the way she ball
Yea she yelling she my baby Mama
Japan coma
London, Germany, China holla
Africa my brother
Russia light a Dutch up
Indiana where they all throw scramblers and they cut ya'
Jamaica yep Bahamas
And we honor everything
Homage
Looking Guyanese in Ghana
Detroit saying, "Go ahead, do your thing boy"
Puerto Rico come on through Raekwon my boy
Louisiana and Canada
St. Louis, Florida, you're on what, candid camera
He like master in Nebraska
Fleeing in white mink on God G-ing in Alaska
Laid up Brazil, play real
Got like fifty K in a briefcase, Rae'll chill
What, you know the plan
Laying up in Amsterdam
Blowing nine grand
Batting a white man

Ooo tell me it's me you want baby
Got to tell me
Why don't you tell me girl?
Tell me it's me you want baby

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Candy - Lyrics - Broken Silence - Foxy Brown

Title: Candy
Album: Broken Silence
Artist: Foxy Brown
Composer(s): Inga Marchand, P Williams, C Hugo

Lyric:
I taste just like candy, candy
I taste just like candy
So dance with me

Yo now let me paint y'all a picture
Fox pimp hard, just quiet like a whisper
Don't get it mixed up, bad little sister
Not bad meaning bad, but bad meaning girl
Damn I'm so hood

You should see me in them jeans
It's hard to describe and
Being cocky is just a part of the vibe
I might stop and holla and pop my colla

Maybe a little conceited but that's always needed
Love attention when I'm passing by
And I show a little cleavage and I catch his eye
Just the thought of him eating, I was outside soaking
Duke standing looking, mouth wide open

I walked over, licking my lips
And adjusting my and switching my hips
Shit he threw his hand on my waist
Looked in my face and said he wanna know how I taste

I taste just like candy
So dance with me
I taste just like candy
So dance with me
I taste just like candy
So dance with me
I taste just like candy
So dance with me

Now just imagine me nude, stretched out
I be all over the news if this gets out
So that they pressed my bamm
Now how bad you wanna know if I'm sweeter then candy

What would you risk? Would you put up the car?
Taste my na na in the rain on the hood of your car
Or the back of the plane
It's all out, bent over the sink with my panties in your mouth

When my dark skin complexion steps in
Won't take no questions to get him and uh
The thought of Fox give men erections
And get real stiff at the sight of my

Now we can role play
You be the pilot, I'll be the stewardess boy I ain't knew to this
When I lay on my stomach and throw my legs back
Y'all probably won't know how to act

I taste just like candy
So dance with me
I taste just like candy
So dance with me
I taste just like candy
So dance with me

I'm real sweet like a candy corn
I'm in your thoughts late night when your boys are gone
Picture me, T shirt, no panties on
Or maybe topless, homie I'm priceless boy

The kind of girl that love to talk
Especially when I'm on top the whole show stop
Even though I'm sweet ain't nothin' sweet
Let me know when you're ready to eat

I taste just like candy
So dance with me
I taste just like candy
So dance with me
I taste just like candy
So dance with me
I taste just like candy
So dance with me
I taste just like

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Dogs In The Midwinter - Lyrics - Crest Of A Knave - Jethro Tull

Title: Dogs In The Midwinter
Album: Crest Of A Knave
Artist: Jethro Tull
Composer(s): Ian Anderson

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Lyric:
You ever had a day like I had today
When things are stacked up bad? yeah
You look around and every face you see
Seems guaranteed to send you mad

And you peer into those hallowed institutions
And they bark at you from every side but the bite goes wide

I see them running with their tails hanging low
Like dogs in the midwinter
Oh, the prophets and the wise men and the hard politicos
Are all dogs in the midwinter

Let the breath from the mountain still the pain
Clear water from the fountain run sweeter than the rain

Dogs in the midwinter
Dogs in the midwinter

The boss man and the tax man and the moneylenders growl
Like dogs in the midwinter
The weaker of the herd can feel their eyes and hear them howl
Like dogs in the midwinter

Though the fox and the rabbit are at peace
Cold doggies in the manger turn last suppers into feasts

Dogs in the midwinter
Dogs in the midwinter

You ever had a day like I had today
Dogs in the midwinter, yeah
You look around and every face you see
Dogs in the midwinter

And you peer into those hallowed institutions
And they bark at you from every side but the bite goes wide

We're all running on a tightrope, wearing slippers in the snow
We're all dogs in the midwinter
Well, the ice is ever thinner, be careful how you go
Like dogs in the midwinter

And it's hard to find true equilibrium
When you're looking at each other down the muzzle of a gun

Dogs in the midwinter
Dogs in the midwinter

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Million Ways - Lyrics - Terra Naomi

Title: Million Ways
Artist: Terra Naomi
Composer(s): Terra Naomi Englebardt, Paul Fox, Curtis Russell Schneider

Lyric:
So you made, you made a few mistakes
You're not alone, people mess up everyday
Take the knife out from your back
And send them home
You don't need them anyways

So you thought he was your friend
You told them all, now it's all that you can do
To just sit there by the phone
Wait for a call that will never come for you
It's not your fault, you're wonderful

And now you've done it again
What more can you say
Just turn and walk the other way
Sometimes, some things just fall apart
There?s a million ways to break
To break my heart, it's alright

As I look into the past
I see it all and it can't be rearranged
All the times I?ve been up against the wall
All those times that nothing changed
Looking into the past makes me want to scream

And now you've done it again
What more can you say
Just turn and walk the other way
Sometimes, some things just fall apart
There?s a million ways to break
To break my heart, it's alright

Much too late to say goodbye
Tell me why you made me cry
Even as you walk away, I wish you would stay
You're wonderful, you're beautiful

And now you've done it again
What more can you say
Just turn and walk the other way
Sometimes, some things just fall apart
There?s a million ways to break
To break my heart, it's alright

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Captain - Lyrics - Captain - Idlewild

Title: Captain
Album: Captain
Artist: Idlewild
Composer(s): Rod Pryce-Jones, Allan William Stewart, Colin Newton, Roddy Woomble, Gavin Bernard Fox

Lyric:
By the harbor
I harbor the strangest memories
Older than I could ever be
Stranded in nostalgia

So tonight I?ll try harder
But it's hard to fix this spotlight on me
In a cast that's taken places
I?m unsure of where I want to be

Stand up, stand up
And stand down
I'll climb El Captain
And jump off to cheers from the crowd

Stand up, stand up
And stand out
And I hope you take your camera
To photograph my tears as they hit the ground

No one even listens
The same way that no one ever laughs
I'm taking the car out of the snow
And wondering where the summer went to circled by your secrets

I'm hoping they don't include me
At least I'm in good company
Because there's no one else around
Except me

Stand up, stand up
And stand out
I'll climb El Captain
Just to watch the world slow itself

Stand up, stand up
And stand out
And I hope you took your camera
Silence makes the loudest sound

It seems far too easy to say the same things
I?ll choose my own way to use my life up
Finally found a new way, say the same things
In imaginary ways, I?ll use my life up

You were looking at pictures in the distance
Hoping to see the future in your pictures
Of the distance, hoping to see
The future looking at pictures in the distance

Hoping to see the future through your pictures
Of the distance hoping to see
The future looking at pictures in the distance
Hoping to see the future in your pictures

Of the distance, hoping to see
The future looking at pictures in the distance
Hoping to see the future in your pictures

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El Captain - Lyrics - Idlewild

Title: El Captain
Artist: Idlewild
Composer(s): Rod Pryce-Jones, Allan William Stewart, Colin Newton, Roddy Woomble, Gavin Bernard Fox

Lyric:
By the harbor
I harbor the strangest memories
Older than I could ever be
Stranded in nostalgia

So tonight I?ll try harder
But it's hard to fix this spotlight on me
In a cast that's taken places
I?m unsure of where I want to be

Stand up, stand up
And stand down
I'll climb El Captain
And jump off to cheers from the crowd

Stand up, stand up
And stand out
And I hope you take your camera
To photograph my tears as they hit the ground

No one even listens
The same way that no one ever laughs
I'm taking the car out of the snow
And wondering where the summer went to circled by your secrets

I'm hoping they don't include me
At least I'm in good company
Because there's no one else around
Except me

Stand up, stand up
And stand out
I'll climb El Captain
Just to watch the world slow itself

Stand up, stand up
And stand out
And I hope you took your camera
Silence makes the loudest sound

It seems far too easy to say the same things
I?ll choose my own way to use my life up
Finally found a new way, say the same things
In imaginary ways, I?ll use my life up

You were looking at pictures in the distance
Hoping to see the future in your pictures
Of the distance, hoping to see
The future looking at pictures in the distance

Hoping to see the future through your pictures
Of the distance hoping to see
The future looking at pictures in the distance
Hoping to see the future in your pictures

Of the distance, hoping to see
The future looking at pictures in the distance
Hoping to see the future in your pictures

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