(You Want To) Make A Memory (Pop Version) - Lyrics - (You Want to) Make a Memory - Bon Jovi

Title: (You Want To) Make A Memory (Pop Version)
Album: (You Want to) Make a Memory
Artist: Bon Jovi
Composer(s): Jon Bon Jovi, Richard S. Sambora, Desmond Child

Lyric:
Hello again, it's you and me
Kinda always like it used to be
Sippin' wine, killin' time
Tryin' to solve life's mysteries

How's your life? It's been a while
God it's good to see you smile
I see you reachin' for your keys
Lookin' for a reason not to leave

If you don't know if you should stay
If you don't say what's on your mind
Baby just breathe
There's nowhere else tonight we should be

You wanna make a memory?

I dug up this old photograph
Look at all that hair we had
It's bittersweet to hear you laugh
Your phone is ringin' I don't wanna ask

If you go now I'll understand
If you stay, hey, I got a plan

You wanna make a memory?
You wanna steal a piece of time?
You can sing the melody to me
And I could write a couple lines
You wanna make a memory?

If you don't know if you should stay
And you don't say what's on your mind
Baby just breathe
There's nowhere else tonight we should be
We should be

You wanna make a memory?
You wanna steal a piece of time?
You can sing the melody to me
And I can write a couple lines

You wanna make a memory?
You wanna make a memory?

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(You Want To) Make A Memory - Lyrics - Lost Highway - Bon Jovi

Title: (You Want To) Make A Memory
Album: Lost Highway
Artist: Bon Jovi
Composer(s): Jon Bon Jovi, Richard S. Sambora, Desmond Child

Lyric:
Hello again, it's you and me
Kinda always like it used to be
Sippin' wine, killin' time
Tryin' to solve life's mysteries

How's your life? It's been a while
God it's good to see you smile
I see you reachin' for your keys
Lookin' for a reason not to leave

If you don't know if you should stay
If you don't say what's on your mind
Baby just breathe
There's nowhere else tonight we should be

You wanna make a memory?

I dug up this old photograph
Look at all that hair we had
It's bittersweet to hear you laugh
Your phone is ringin' I don't wanna ask

If you go now, I'll understand
If you stay, hey, I got a plan

You wanna make a memory?
You wanna steal a piece of time?
You can sing the melody to me
And I could write a couple lines
You wanna make a memory?

If you don't know if you should stay
And you don't say what's on your mind
Baby just breathe
There's nowhere else tonight we should be
We should be

You wanna make a memory?
You wanna steal a piece of time?
You can sing the melody to me
And I can write a couple lines

You wanna make a memory?
You wanna make a memory?

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Make A Memory - Lyrics - Bon Jovi

Title: Make A Memory
Artist: Bon Jovi
Composer(s): Jon Bon Jovi, Richard S. Sambora, Desmond Child

Lyric:
Hello again, it's you and me
Kinda always like it used to be
Sippin' wine, killin' time
Tryin' to solve life's mysteries

How's your life? It's been a while
God, it's good to see you smile
I see you reaching for your keys
Looking for a reason, not to leave

If you don't know if you should stay
If you don't say what's on your mind
Baby, just breathe
There's nowhere else tonight we should be
You wanna make a memory

I dug up this old photograph
Look at all that hair we had
It's bittersweet to hear you laugh
Your phone is ringing, I don't wanna ask

If you go now, I'll understand
If you stay, hey, I've got a plan
We're gonna make a memory
You wanna steal a piece of time
You can sing the melody to me
And I could write a couple of lines

You wanna make a memory
If you don't know if you should stay
And you don't say what's on your mind
Baby, just breathe
There's nowhere else tonight we should be, we should be
You wanna make a memory

You wanna steal a piece of time
You can sing the melody to me
And I could write a couple of lines

You wanna make a memory
You wanna make a memory

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Memory Like That - Lyrics - Adam Gregory

Title: Memory Like That
Artist: Adam Gregory
Composer(s): Kim Chadwick Tribble, Gilles Goddard, Lance Adam Gregory

Lyric:
There are moments in your life that are frozen in your mind
That will change the heart of how you feel forever
And I remember the rain, the sky was black
You were tryin' to fix a flat I knew I'd never be the same
The second I pulled over

It was me, it was you the world fell away from where we stood
And the ground around us moved we were soaked to the bone
We slipped and fell, but we both laughed
And only love can make a memory like that, a memory like that

The very first time that we kissed I felt your fingers on my skin
As they wrote the words I love you, baby
There are reasons for the rain I can still see yesterday
All I have to do is close my eyes
To picture our first memory

It was me, it was you the world fell away from where we stood
And the ground around us moved we were soaked to the bone
We slipped and fell, but we both laughed
And only love can make a memory like that, a memory like that

Right here, right now we're making new memories of you and me, yeah

It was me, it was you the world fell away from where we stood
And the ground around us moved we were soaked to the bone
We slipped and fell, but we both laughed
And only love can make a memory like that, a memory like that
Only love can make a memory like that, a memory like that

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... Let'S Make A Night To Remember - Lyrics - 18 Til I Die - Bryan Adams

Title: ... Let'S Make A Night To Remember
Album: 18 Til I Die
Artist: Bryan Adams
Composer(s): Bryan Adams, Robert John Lange

Lyric:
I love the way you look tonight
With your hair hangin' down on your shoulders
And I love the way ya dance your slow sweet tango
The way ya wanna do everything but talk
And how ya stare at me with those undress me eyes
Your breath on my body makes me warm inside

Let's make out, let's do something amazing
Let's do something that's all the way
'Cuz I've never touched somebody like the way I touch your body
Now I never want to let your body go

Let's make a night to remember from January to December
Let's make love to excite us, a memory to ignite us
Let's make honey baby, soft and tender
Let's make sugar darlin', sweet surrender
Let's make a night to remember all life long

I love the way you move tonight
Beads of sweat drippin' down your skin
Me lying here and you lyin' there
Our shadows on the wall and our hands everywhere

Let's make out, let's do something amazing
Let's do something that's all the way
'Cuz I've never touched somebody like the way I touch your body
Now I never want to let your body go

Let's make a night to remember from January to December
Let's make love to excite us, a memory to ignite us
Let's make honey baby, soft and tender
Let's make sugar darlin', sweet surrender
Let's make a night to remember all life long

Oh when I think about you all the time
Can't you see you drive me outta my mind?
But I'm never holdin' back again
Yeah I never want this night to end
'Cuz I've never touched somebody like the way I touch your body
Now I never want to let your body go

Let's make a night to remember from January to December
Let's make love to excite us, a memory to ignite us
Yeah let's make honey baby, soft and tender
Let's make sugar darlin', sweet surrender
Let's make a night to remember all, all life long

Let's make out, let's do something amazing
Let's do something that's all the way every day
Let's make honey, let's make sugar
Let's make a night to remember
Let's make love, slow and tender
Let's make a night to remember
Let's make love

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Memory Of Love - Lyrics - Leather Jackets - Elton John

Title: Memory Of Love
Album: Leather Jackets
Artist: Elton John
Composer(s): Elton John, Gary Osborne

Lyric:
Here am I standing by
To see if you still love me
Why conceal? You still feel
The need to push and shove me

Take love for better, take love for worse
But never ever take love for granted
Make love and promise it will always be
More than just a memory of

Love will grow, it comes and goes
Emotions can deceive you
Well, this I vow, here and now
My love will never, never, never leave you

Take love for better, take love for worse
But never ever take love for granted
Make love and promise it will always be
More than just a memory of love

Take love for better, take love for worse
But never ever take love for granted
Make love and promise it will always be
Ours for all eternity and promise it will always be
More than just a memory of love

More than just a memory
More than just a memory of love
More than just a memory
More than just a memory of love

More than just a memory
More than just a memory of love
Always in my memory
More than just a memory of love

Always in my memory
Always in my memory of love
Always in my memory
Always in my memory of love

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Make It Like A Memory - Lyrics - Barbra Streisand

Title: Make It Like A Memory
Artist: Barbra Streisand
Composer(s): Albhy Galuten, Barry Gibb

Lyric:
Didn't I like to hold you in my hand
I was doing you no harm
I made you understand
All my life I've been that way
It happened long ago

Didn't I pray to love you through the night
I was dreaming wide awake
The early morning light shine on me
A sorry state
My heart has told me so

And the storm clouds gather overhead
No shelter we can share
Lie down on my flower bed
I got no control
I would sell my soul to be there

So forever do or die
We just belong
Kiss hello , no wave goodbye
And the heat is stronger

For the moment when we touch
No wind can hold me
Come from loving you too much
And the nights are longer

Make it like a memory
Make it like a dream unreal
Make it like we never met
But I can't forget, it's how I feel

Make it like a memory
Take away the sound and the sight
There'll never be another love
With the power of you and I

Maybe I'm wrong to hold you in my hand
I believed you when you lied
I tried to understand
All my life I've been that way
It happened long ago

Make it like a memory
Make it like a dream unreal
Make it like we never ever met
But I can't forget, it's how I feel

Make it like a memory
Take away the sound and sight
There'll never be another love
With the power of you and I

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Brand New Whiskey - Lyrics - If You See Her - Brooks &Amp; Dunn

Title: Brand New Whiskey
Album: If You See Her
Artist: Brooks &Amp; Dunn
Composer(s): Gary Stewart, Mary Lou Stewart

Lyric:
Yea, they oughta make a brand new whiskey
And give it a woman's name
A man needs somethin' to hold onto
(Uh)
When a goodbye hits him like a hurricane
(Uh)

Make it sweet, as sweet as her lips
Intoxicating as her kiss
Somethin' special like champagne
Yea, they oughta make a brand new whiskey
And give it a woman's name

(Ah)
Leavin's the reason I'm drinkin'
Oh, I've never felt so alone
Night and day I stay stoned
Hopin' to forget she's gone

I never thought she'd do me so dirty
Together forever she promised me
She took her promise and left a memory
The day that woman walked down on me

Yea, they oughta make a brand new whiskey
And give it a woman's name
A man needs somethin' to hold onto
(Ooo)
When a goodbye hits him like a hurricane
(Ooo)

Make it sweet, as sweet as her lips
Intoxicating as her kiss
Somethin' special like champagne
Yea, they oughta make a brand new whiskey
And give it a woman's name

Yea, they oughta make a brand new whiskey
And give it a woman's name
A man needs somethin' to hold onto
(Ooo)
When a goodbye hits him like a hurricane
(Ooo)

Make it sweet, as sweet as her hips
Intoxicating as her kiss
Somethin' special like champagne
Yea, they oughta make a brand new whiskey
And give it a woman's name

Yea, they oughta make a brand new whiskey
And give it a woman's name

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She Made A Memory Out Of Me - Lyrics - Aaron Tippin

Title: She Made A Memory Out Of Me
Artist: Aaron Tippin
Composer(s): Aaron Tippin

Lyric:
You?re looking at a man that?s almost gone
Had a good woman and I went and did her wrong
Honey found out I was lovin? double time
She moved me from her heart to the back of her mind

She made a memory out of me
Just a vision of the past is all you see
Like a statue of stone a part of history
Yeah, that woman made a memory out of me

Lord, I?m so low down for what I?ve done
I don?t even make a shadow when I?m walking in the sun
I hide my face, hang my chin
Just another sad story ?bout an old has been

She made a memory out of me
Just a vision of the past is all you see
Like a statue of stone a part of history
Yeah, that woman made a memory out of me

Say Lord, that baby made a memory out of me
Just a vision of the past is all you see
Like a statue of stone a part of history
Yeah, that woman made a memory out of me

Lord, that baby made a memory out of me

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What A Memory - Lyrics - Tracy Lawrence

Title: What A Memory
Artist: Tracy Lawrence
Composer(s): Kenny Beard, Jeff Bates

Lyric:
On the day Mama died
She called Daddy to her side
And said, I'll be going soon

I know it's gonna hurt you both
But promise me before I go
You'll do what I ask of you

In a big red Forger's can
Hid behind the pots and pans
You'll find some money that I've saved

And in the back of my dresser drawer
I put away a little more
For a rainy day

Go to town and buy that new guitar
'Cause he's been workin' awful hard
To get his own to write his songs

What a memory
Woah, what a memory
And even in her final moments
Mama thought of me
What a memory

She was only thirty-five
I was fifteen, asking why
The Lord took her away

He must have known we needed her
She was an angel, here, on earth
I still miss her everyday

With all her friends and half the town
And her family gathered round
I bet she never felt so loved

And everybody's heads were bowed
I did my best to make her proud
As I stood up

And I sang 'Rock Of Ages Cleft For Me'
As I played it on that new six-string
I couldn't help but cry
As we said goodbye

What a memory
Woah, what a memory
And even in her final moments
Mama thought of me
What a memory

And even in her final moments
Mama thought of me
What a memory

What a memory

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Devil In A Midnight Mass - Lyrics - II - Billy Talent

Title: Devil In A Midnight Mass
Album: II
Artist: Billy Talent
Composer(s): Ian D'Sa, Jon Gallant, Aaron Solowoniuk, Ben Kowalewicz

Lyric:
A devil in a midnight mass
He prayed behind stained glass
A memory of Sunday class
Resurrected from the past

Hold your breath and count to four
Pinky swears don't work no more
Footsteps down the hallway floor
Getting closer to my door
I was alive but now I'm singing

Silent night for the rest of my life
Silent night for the rest of my life
Silent night at the edge of your knife
Forgive me, Father, won't make it right

Silent night for the rest of my life
Silent night at the edge of your knife
You're guilty

A devil in a midnight mass
Killed the boy inside the man
The holy water in his hands
Can never wash away his sins

Hold your breath and count to four
Pinky swears don't work no more
Put my trust in God that day
Not the man that taught His way
I was alive but now I'm singin'

Silent night for the rest of my life
Silent night for the rest of my life
Silent night at the edge of your knife
Forgive me, Father, won't make it right

Silent night for the rest of my life
Silent night at the edge of your knife
You're guilty

Whisper, whisper, don't make a sound
Your bed is made, it's in the ground
Whisper, whisper, don't make a sound
Your bed is made, it's in the ground

Whisper, whisper, don't make a sound
Your bed is made, it's in the ground
Whisper, whisper, don't make a sound
Your bed is made, it's in the ground

Whisper, whisper, don't make a sound
Your bed is made, it's in the ground
Whisper, whisper, don't make a sound
Your bed is made and it's in the ground

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Just Say No - Lyrics - Blue System

Title: Just Say No
Artist: Blue System
Composer(s): Dieter Bohlen

Lyric:
What goes on, oh baby, tell me when the sun goes down?
Eleven candles telling maybe you'll leave this town
Tell me are you really ended? Tell me like a friend
I'll help you just the way I'm helping to leave the mystic train

Just say no, baby no, you're not welcome anymore
Just say no, baby no, if you try forbidden doors

Oh, I never wake again, I've got my heartache again, again
I can make a promise here, love is not a memory
Baby, you're not from this town, oh, get away a little long
Baby, wake up from the smoke, oh my baby, just say no

How are you telling me a story and the strong survive
This guy is crying but don't worry, there's a better life
Oh, don't take me just for granted if you tell me lies
I help you if trust me baby, find your paradise

Just say no, baby no, you're not welcome anymore
Just say no, baby no if you try forbidden doors

Oh, I never wake again, I've got my heartache again, again
I can make a promise here, love is not a memory
Baby, you're not from this town, oh, get away a little long
Baby, wake up from the smoke, oh my baby, just say no

No, baby no, you're not welcome anymore
Just say no, baby no if you try forbidden doors

Oh, I never wake again, I've got my heartache again, again
I can make a promise here, love is not a memory
Baby, you're not from this town, oh, get away a little long
Baby, wake up from the smoke, oh my baby, just say no

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All Got Our Runnins - Lyrics - Streets

Title: All Got Our Runnins
Artist: Streets
Composer(s): Michael Geoffrey Skinner

Lyric:
Again I step out my yard
Head swings 'round, clocks my landlord
Start chippin? up the road 'cos I owe him three-weeks dough
The ship?s sinkin?, tele?s on the blink
An? in the pub it?s one beer to last all evening
Later on chips for feedin?

When the quids are down try sneakin? a bottle of brandy
'Round bouncers into the Ministry Of Sound
Scored, Moffat, back indoors with a profit
?Cos they do say that havin? no money forces one to make
The right choices on life each day
If you can?t pay you can?t play

Success hides a multitude of sins
But I ain?t successful and my piggy-bank?s still in the bin
Been there since I was a kid
Goin? 'round in circles, not being careful but say
?I get paid on Friday, can?t wait to live life my way?

?Cos on the streets I?m just a geezer
I gotta make ends meet, yeah
Gotta do what I need to
Shit, we all got our runnin?s now

On the streets I?m just a geezer
Gotta make ends meet, yeah
Gotta do what I need to
Shit, we all got our runnin?s now

On the streets I?m just a geezer
Gotta make ends meet, yeah
Gotta do what I need to
Shit, we all got our runnin?s now

On the streets I?m just a geezer
Gotta make ends meet, yeah
Gotta do what I need to
Shit, we all got our runnin?s now

Brut pocket I?m back in the Burassic seat again
After spending sixty pound last week on beers with friends
Brought it all on myself see, granted
Now I?m scorin? draw for everyone to get my next spliff sorted
Hang 'round mum?s house to get smothered
Got no tins in the cupboard this week

Hold on to your seat ?cos it?s all gone a bit Pete
Live for the moment said he, "Wrong"
Downin? beers out of my tree, now the moment?s passed
The cash is a distant memory

You know things are bleak when you?re tellin? the birds you asked out
Last week that things are busy
When really you?ve got no dough in the piggy
Two days after pay day?s clocked
And it?s back at The Black Dog stuffin? them socks
Into pool table pockets

?Cos on the streets I?m just a geezer
I gotta make ends meet, yeah
Gotta do what I need to
Shit, we all got our runnin?s now

On the streets I?m just a geezer
Gotta make ends meet, yeah
Gotta do what I need to
Shit, we all got our runnin?s now

On the streets I?m just a geezer
Gotta make ends meet, yeah
Gotta do what I need to
Shit, we all got our runnin?s now

On the streets I?m just a geezer
Gotta make ends meet, yeah
Gotta do what I need to
Shit, we all got our runnin?s now

I?m skint, got no moolah
Need to get some colour in my cheeks says mum
That?ll be my English inner city tan
I?m skinny like a woman, need to get some punan? through the door
"Please Sir, can I have some more?"
Oi, oi, lend me a tenner so I can go to the chip-shop
Twenty-four garage and then for a quick top
This time opting for the reassuringly cheap option

When the quids are down
my Schott hoodie?s my ball gown
My essential accessory is my bad day frown ?cos
Life in the third-class carriage can be evil
When your only ticket to freedom is a permit to travel
So, Uncle Shiner, you best go get the spade and dig me a grave
?Cos I can?t pay the rent but I got
Hundred-and-nine pound pair o? trainers on

'Cos on the streets I?m just a geezer
I gotta make ends meet, yeah
Gotta do what I need to
Shit, we all got our runnin?s now

On the streets I?m just a geezer
Gotta make ends meet, yeah
Gotta do what I need to
Shit, we all got our runnin?s now

On the streets I?m just a geezer
Gotta make ends meet, yeah
Gotta do what I need to
Shit, we all got our runnin?s now

On the streets I?m just a geezer
Gotta make ends meet, yeah
Gotta do what I need to
Shit, we all got our runnin?s now

La la la
And then this geezer turned 'round to me and said
?What are you doing, you twat? and I was like
?What the fuck, is this, what are you saying, you div??
Oi, that?s it

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Life Don'T Have To Mean Nothin' At All - Lyrics - Man with a Memory - Joe Nichols

Title: Life Don'T Have To Mean Nothin' At All
Album: Man with a Memory
Artist: Joe Nichols
Composer(s): Tom T. Hall

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Lyric:
Now if you want to be happy, let me tell you how to do it
You get up in the morning and you get right to it
You bring home the bacon and you make a little bread
You get a little sleepy and you go back to bed
Life don't have to mean nothin' at all

If everybody says you're a little to tall
Go out and get yourself a basketball
Dye your hair orange and put a ring in your ear
And you can make 47 million dollars a year
Life don't have to mean nothin' at all

If everybody says you're a little to short
Go out and get yourself a big ol' horse
You can be a jockey if you got no fear
And you can make 47 million dollars a year
Life don't have to mean nothin' at all

Life don't have to mean nothin' at all
Be good to your sister and good to your brother
Good to your poppa and good to your mother
Life don't have to mean nothin' at all

Now if you're a con man lookin' for a pigeon
Go out and start a brand new religion
Get on TV and make a money request
And they can all go to Heaven while they're starvin' to death
Life don't have to mean nothin' at all

Now if everybody says you're a little too rough
Go out and get yourself some boxing gloves
Beat somebody up around the ears
And you can make 47 million dollars a year
Life don't have to mean nothin' at all

Life don't have to mean nothin' at all
Be good to your sister and good to your brother
You might even try to be good to one another
Life don't have to mean nothin' at all

Now if everybody says you're a little to slick
Get yourself into politics
Get that office and get that power
And you can spend 47 million dollars an hour
Life don't have to mean nothin' at all

Now if you can pick a guitar and sing through your nose
Get yourself a bunch of cowboy clothes
Sing about dying and shedding them tears
And you can lose 47 million dollars a year
Life don't have to mean nothin' at all

Life don't have to mean nothin' at all
Don't trouble your mind and worry your soul
'Bout stuff you ain't supposed to know
Life don't have to mean nothin' at all
No, life don't have to mean nothin' at all

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Bless The Child - Lyrics - Century Child - Nightwish

Title: Bless The Child
Album: Century Child
Artist: Nightwish
Composer(s): Tuomas Lauri Holopainen, Riku-Jussi Niemi, Jukka Antero Nevalainen, Marko Tapani Hietala, Tero Kalle Saka Kinnunen, Veijo Tapio Laine, Erno Matti Juha Vuorinen

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Lyric:
I was born amidst the purple waterfalls
I was weak, yet not unblessed
Dead to the world, alive for the journey

One night I dreamt a white rose withering
A newborn drowning, a lifetime loneliness
I dreamt all of my future, relived my past
And witnessed the beauty of the beast

Where have all the feelings gone?
Why has all the laughter ceased?

Why am I loved only when I'm gone?
Gone back in time to bless the child

How can I ever feel again?
Given the chance would I return?

Why am I loved only when I'm gone?
Gone back in time to bless the child
Think of me long enough to make a memory
Come bless the child one more time

I've never felt so alone in my life
As I drank from a cup which was counting my time
There's a poison drop in this cup of man
To drink it is to follow the left hand path

Why am I loved only when I'm gone?
Gone back in time to bless the child
Think of me long enough to make a memory
Come bless the child one more time
Think of me long enough to make a memory
Come bless the child one more time

Where have all the feelings gone?
Why is it the deadliest sin to love as I loved you?
Now unblessed, homesick in time
Soon to be freed from care, from human pain

My tale is the most bitter truth
Time pays us but with earth and dust and a dark, silent grave
Remember my child, without innocence the cross is only iron
Hope is only an illusion, and Ocean Soul's nothing but a name
The Child bless thee and keep thee forever

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Bless The Child (Edit) - Lyrics - Nightwish

Title: Bless The Child (Edit)
Artist: Nightwish
Composer(s): Tuomas Lauri Holopainen, Riku-Jussi Niemi, Jukka Antero Nevalainen, Marko Tapani Hietala, Tero Kalle Saka Kinnunen, Veijo Tapio Laine, Erno Matti Juha Vuorinen

Lyric:
I was born amidst the purple waterfalls
I was weak, yet not unblessed
Dead to the world, alive for the journey

One night I dreamt a white rose withering
A newborn drowning, a lifetime loneliness
I dreamt all of my future, relived my past
And witnessed the beauty of the beast

Where have all the feelings gone?
Why has all the laughter ceased?

Why am I loved only when I'm gone?
Gone back in time to bless the child

How can I ever feel again?
Given the chance would I return?

Why am I loved only when I'm gone?
Gone back in time to bless the child
Think of me long enough to make a memory
Come bless the child one more time

I've never felt so alone in my life
As I drank from a cup which was counting my time
There's a poison drop in this cup of man
To drink it is to follow the left hand path

Why am I loved only when I'm gone?
Gone back in time to bless the child
Think of me long enough to make a memory
Come bless the child one more time
Think of me long enough to make a memory
Come bless the child one more time

Where have all the feelings gone?
Why is it the deadliest sin to love as I loved you?
Now unblessed, homesick in time
Soon to be freed from care, from human pain

My tale is the most bitter truth
Time pays us but with earth and dust and a dark, silent grave
Remember my child, without innocence the cross is only iron
Hope is only an illusion, and Ocean Soul's nothing but a name
The Child bless thee and keep thee forever

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Memory Lane (Sittin' In Da Park) - Lyrics - Illmatic - Nas

Title: Memory Lane (Sittin' In Da Park)
Album: Illmatic
Artist: Nas
Composer(s): N Jones, P Barsella, Reuben Lincoln Wilson, Chris Martin

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Lyric:
(Check that shit)
Aight fuck that shit, word, word
Fuck that other shit, youknowhatI'msayin'?
We gon' do a little somethin' like this, yaknahmsayin'?

(Is they up on this?)
Keep it on and on and on and on and
KnowhatI'msayin'? Big Nas, Grand Wizard, God what it is?
(What it is like?)
Hah, knowhatI'msayin'?
Yo go 'head, do that shit nigga

I rap for listeners, blunt heads, fly ladies and prisoners
Hennessey holders and old school niggaz, then I be dissin' a
Unofficial that smoke woolie thai
I dropped out of Kooley High, gassed up by a cokehead cutie pie

Jungle survivor, fuck who's the liver
My man put the battery in my back, a difference from Energizer
Sentence begins indented with formality
My duration's infinite, moneywise or physiology

Poetry, that's a part of me, retardedly bop
I drop the ancient manifested hip-hop, straight off the block
I reminisce on park jams, my man was shot for his sheep coat
Childhood lesson make me see him drop in my weed smoke

It's real, grew up in trife life, did times or white lines
The hype vice, murderous nighttimes and knife fights invite crimes
Chill on the block with Cog-nac, hold strap
With my peeps that's into drug money, market into rap

No sign of the beast in the blue Chrysler
I guess that means peace
For niggaz no sheisty vice to just snipe ya
Start off the dice-rollin mats for craps to cee-lo

With sidebets, I roll a deuce, nothin' below
(Peace God)
Peace God, now the shit is explained
I'm takin' niggaz on a trip straight through memory lane
It's like that y'all, it's like that y'all, it's like that y'all

Now let me take a trip down memory lane
Comin' outta Queensbridge
Now let me take a trip down memory lane
Comin' outta Queensbridge

Now let me take a trip down memory lane
Comin' outta Queensbridge
Now let me take a trip down memory lane
Comin' outta Queensbridge

One for the money, two for pussy and foreign cars
Three for Alize niggaz deceased or behind bars
I rap divine Gods check the prognosis, is it real or showbiz?
My window faces shootouts, drug overdoses

Live amongst no roses, only the drama, for real
A nickel-plate is my fate, my medicine is the ganja
Here's my basis, my razor embraces, many faces
Your telephone blowin', black stitches or fat shoelaces

Peoples are petrol, dramatic automatic fo'-fo' I let blow
And back down po-po when I'm vexed so
My pen taps the paper then my brain's blank
I see dark streets, hustlin' brothers who keep the same rank

Pumpin' for somethin', some uprise, plus some fail
Judges hangin' niggaz, incorrect bails, for direct sales
My intellect prevails from a hangin' cross with nails
I reinforce the frail, with lyrics that's real

Word to Christ, a disciple of streets, trifle on beats
I decipher prophecies through a mic and say peace
I hung around the older crews while they sling smack to dingbats
They spoke of Fat Cat, that nigga's name made bell rings, black

Some fiends scream, about Supreme Team
A Jamaica Queens thing
Uptown was Alpo, son, heard he was kingpin, yo
Fuck 'rap is real', watch the herbs stand still

Never talkin' to snakes 'cause the words of man kill
True in the game, as long as blood is blue in my veins
I pour my Heineken brew
To my deceased crew on memory lane

Now let me take a trip down memory lane
Comin' outta Queensbridge
Now let me take a trip down memory lane
Comin' outta Queensbridge

Now let me take a trip down memory lane
Comin' outta Queensbridge
Now let me take a trip down memory lane
Comin' outta Queensbridge

Comin' out a Queensbridge
The most dangerous MC is
Comin' outta Queensbridge

The most dangerous MC is
Comin' outta Queensbridge
The most dangerous MC is
Comin' outta Queensbridge

The most dangerous MC is
Me numba won and you know where me from

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Memory Lane - Lyrics - Nas

Title: Memory Lane
Artist: Nas
Composer(s): N Jones, P Barsella, Reuben Lincoln Wilson, Chris Martin

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Lyric:
(Check that shit)
Fuck that shit, word word
Fuck that other shit, you know what I'm sayin'?
We gon' do a little somethin' like this, ya know what I'm sayin'?
(Is they up on this?)
Keep it on and on and on and on and
Know what I'm sayin'? Big Nas, Grand Wizard, God what it is?
(What it is like?)
Hah, know what I'm sayin'?
Yo go 'head, do that shit nigga

I rap for listeners, blunt heads, fly ladies and prisoners
Hennessey holders and old school niggaz
Then I be dissin' a unofficial that smoke woolie Thai
I dropped out of Kooley High, gassed up by a cokehead cutie pie
Jungle survivor, fuck who's the liver
My man put the battery in my back, a difference from Energizer

Sentence begins indented with formality
My duration's infinite, money wise or physiology
Poetry, that's a part of me, retardedly bop
I drop the ancient manifested hip-hop, straight off the block
I reminisce on park jams, my man was shot for his sheep coat
Childhood lesson make me see him drop in my weed smoke

It's real, grew up in trife life, did times or white lines
The hype vice, murderous nighttimes and knife fights invite crimes
Chill on the block with Cog-nac, hold strap
With my peeps that's into drug money, market into rap
No sign of the beast in the blue Chrysler, I guess that means peace
For niggaz no sheisty vice to just snipe ya

Start off the dice-rollin' mats for craps to cee-lo
With sidebets, I roll a deuce, nothin' below
(Peace God)
Peace God, now the shit is explained
I'm takin' niggaz on a trip straight through memory lane
It's like that y'all, it's like that y'all, it's like that y'all

Now let me take a trip down memory lane
Comin' outta Queens bridge
Now let me take a trip down memory lane
Comin' outta Queens bridge
Now let me take a trip down memory lane
Comin' outta Queens bridge
Now let me take a trip down memory lane
Comin' outta Queens bridge

One for the money, two for pussy and foreign cars
Three for Alize niggaz deceased or behind bars
I rap divine Gods check the prognosis, is it real or showbiz?
My window faces shootouts, drug overdoses
Live amongst no roses, only the drama, for real
A nickel-plate is my fate, my medicine is the Ganja

Here's my basis, my razor embraces, many faces
Your telephone blowin', black stitches or fat shoelaces
Peoples are petrol, dramatic automatic fo'-fo' I let blow
And back down po-po when I'm vexed so
My pen taps the paper then my brain's blank
I see dark streets, hustlin' brothers who keep the same rank

Pumpin' for somethin', some uprise, plus some fail
Judges hangin' niggaz, uncorrect bails, for direct sales
My intellect prevails from a hangin' cross with nails
I reinforce the frail, with lyrics that's real
Word to Christ, a disciple of streets, trifle on beats
I decipher prophecies through a mic and say peace
I hung around the older crews while they sling smack to dingbats

They spoke of Fat Cat, that nigga's name made bell rings, black
Some fiends scream about Supreme Team, a Jamaica Queens thing
Uptown was Alpo, son, heard he was kingpin, yo
Fuck rap is real, watch the herbs stand still
Never talkin' to snakes 'cause the words of man kill
True in the game, as long as blood is blue in my veins
I pour my Heineken brew to my deceased crew on memory lane

Now let me take a trip down memory lane
Comin' outta Queens bridge
Now let me take a trip down memory lane
Comin' outta Queens bridge
Now let me take a trip down memory lane
Comin' outta Queens bridge
Now let me take a trip down memory lane
Comin' outta Queens bridge

Comin' outta, comin' outta, comin' outta Queens bridge
The most dangerous MC is
Comin' outta, comin' outta, comin' outta Queens bridge
The most dangerous MC is
Comin' outta, comin' outta, comin' outta Queens bridge
The most dangerous MC is
Comin' outta, comin' outta, comin' outta Queens bridge
The most dangerous MC is
Me numba one and you know where me from

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Houseful Of Nothing - Lyrics - Human League

Title: Houseful Of Nothing
Artist: Human League
Composer(s): Philip Oakey, Paul Beckett, Ian Stanley

Lyric:
Talking to your lover
On a non existent phone
Houseful of nothing
The joyous conversation
Of a creature quite alone
Houseful of nothing

The whir of passing traffic
The sighing of the breeze
Houseful of nothing
The awareness of a culture
That is fading by degrees
Houseful of nothing

A hint of a shadow
Or a picture by the door
Houseful of nothing
The creak of a staircase
Or the flexing of the floor
Houseful of nothing

The light spreading even
Neither glaring nor too dark
Houseful of nothing
All finished had blended
Leaving surface with no mark
Houseful of nothing

One time in a lifetime
Understand just what you own
No-one owns the sunshine
And possession is a stone

One time in a lifetime
Try to glimpse just who you are
All that learning, all those ages
Have you really come so far?

The traces of a perfume
Half-remembered from the past
Houseful of nothing
The ringing of a catchphrase
From a cherished telecast
Houseful of nothing

Nothing in the corner
Nothing on the wall
Houseful of nothing
It makes you laugh to think
That there were ever things at all
Houseful of nothing

One time in a lifetime
Will you use the things you know
Will you passing, make a difference
Will you foster, will you sow?

One time in a lifetime
Make a list of all you own
And when you are gone
What will it do for you, baby?
(Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)

You took my family
Give it back
(Give it back)
You took the heart of me
Give it back
(Give it back)

Wipe clean a memory
Give it back
(Give it back)
You took my dignity
(Give it back)

Remember society
Bring it back
(Bring it back)
Bring it back
Sense of community
Bring it back
(Bring it back)
Bring it back

Lost opportunity
Bring it back
(Bring it back)
Bring it back
Mercy and charity
Bring it back
(Bring it back)

One time in a lifetime
Understand just what you own
No-one owns the sunshine
And possession is a stone

One time
(Remember society)
In a lifetime
(Bring it back)
Try to glimpse just who you are
All that learning
(Sense of community)
All those ages
(Bring it back)
Have you really come so far?

Lost opportunity
Bring it back
Mercy and charity
Bring it back

One time in a lifetime
Try to glimpse just who you are
All that learning, all those ages
Have you really come so far?

Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it back
Mercy and charity
Bring it back
Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it back

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Follow The Leader - Lyrics - Rakim

Title: Follow The Leader
Artist: Rakim
Composer(s): Eric Barrier, William Griffin, Bob James

Lyric:
Follow the leader
Follow the leader
Follow the leader
Follow the leader

Follow me into a solo
Get in the flow and you can picture like a photo
Music mixed mellow maintains to make
Melodies for M.C.'s motivates the breaks

I'm everlastin', I can go on for days and days
With rhyme displays that engrave deep as X-rays
I can take a phrase that's rarely heard, flip it
Now, it's a daily word

I can get iller than 'nam, a killin' bomb
But no alarm, Rakim will remain calm
Self-esteem make me super, superb and supreme
But for a microphone still I fiend

This was a tape I wasn't supposed to break
I was supposed to wait, but let's motivate
I want to see who can keep followin' and swallowin'
Takin' the makin', bitin' it and borrowin'

Brothers tried and others died to get the formula
But I'ma let ya sweat, you still ain't warm
You a step away from frozen, stiff as if ya posin'
Dig into my brain as the rhyme gets chosen

So follow me and were ya thinkin' you were first?
Let's travel at magnificent speeds around the universe
What could ya say as the earth gets further and further away
Planets are small as balls of clay

Astray into the milky way, world's outasight
Far as the eye can see, not even a satellite
Now, stop and turn around and look
As ya stare in the darkness, ya knowledge is took

So keep starin' soon ya suddenly see a star
You better follow it 'cause it's the R
This is a lesson if ya guessin' and if ya borrowin'
Hurry hurry, step right up and keep followin' the leader

Follow the leader
Follow the leader
Follow the leader
Follow the leader

Follow the leader
Follow the leader
Follow the leader
Follow the leader

This is a lifetime mission, vision of prison
Aight listen
In this journey you're the journal, I'm the journalist
Am I eternal? Or an eternalist?

I'm about to flow long as I can possibly go
Keep ya movin' 'coz the crowd said so
Dance, cuts rip ya pants
Eric B on the blades, bleedin' to death, call the ambulance

Pull out my weapon and start to squeeze
A magnum as a microphone murderin' M.C's
Let's quote a rhyme from a record I wrote
(Follow the leader)
Yeah, dope

'Coz everytime I stop it seems ya stuck
Soon as ya try to step off ya self-destruct
I came to overcome before I'm gone
By showin' and provin' and lettin' knowledge be born

Then after that I'll live forever, you disagree?
You say never? Then follow me
From century to century you'll remember me
In history, not a mystery or a memory

God by nature, mind raised in Asia
Since you was tricked, I have to raise ya
From the cradle to the grave, but remember
You're not a slave

'Coz we was put here to be much more than that
But we couldn't see it because our mind was trapped
But I'm here to break away the chains, take away the pains
Remake the brains, reveal my name

I guess nobody told you a little knowledge is dangerous
It can't be mixed, diluted, it can't be changed or switched
Here's a lesson if ya guessing and borrowing
Hurry hurry, step right up and keep following the leader

Follow the leader
Follow the leader
Follow the leader
Follow the leader

Follow the leader
Follow the leader
Follow the leader
Follow the leader

A furified freestyle, lyrics of fury
My third eye makes me shine like jewelry
You're just a rent-a-rapper, your rhymes are minute-maid
I'll be here when it fade to watch you flip like a renegade

I can't wait to break and eliminate
On every traitor or snake, so stay awake
And follow and follow, because the tempo's a trail
The stage is a cage, the mic is a third rail

I'm Rakim, the fiend of a microphone
I'm not him, so leave my mic alone
Soon as the beat is felt, I'm ready to go
So fasten your seatbelt, 'coz I'm about to flow

No need to speed slow down to let the leader lead
Word to daddy, indeed
The R's a rollin' stone, so I'm rollin'
Directions is told, then the rhymes are stolen

Stop buggin', a brother said, "Dig 'em, I never dug 'em"
He couldn't follow the leader long enough so I drug 'em
Into danger zone, he should arrange his own
Face it, it's basic, erase it, change ya tone

There's one R in the alphabet
It's a one-letter word and it's about to get
More complex from one rhyme to the next
Eric B be easy on the flex

I've been from state to state, followers tailgate
Keep comin' but you came too late, but I'll wait
So back up, regroup, get a grip, come equipped
You're the next contestant, clap ya hands, you won a trip

The price is right, don't make a deal too soon
How many notes could you name this tune?
Follow the leader is the title, theme, task
Now ya know, you don't have to ask

Rap is rhythm and poetry, cuts create sound effects
You might catch up if you follow the records E.Wrecks
Until then keep eatin' and swallowin'
You better take a deep breath and keep followin' the leader

Follow the leader
Follow the leader
Follow the leader
Follow the leader

Follow the leader
Follow the leader
Follow the leader
Follow the leader

Follow the leader
Follow the leader
Follow the leader
Follow the leader

Follow the leader
Follow the leader
Follow the leader
Follow the leader

Follow the leader
Follow the leader
Follow the leader
Follow the leader

Follow the leader

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