New Leaf - Lyrics - Back To The Known - Bad Religion

Title: New Leaf
Album: Back To The Known
Artist: Bad Religion
Composer(s): Gregory W Graffin

Lyric:
When everybody dies around you, from someone else's gun
It really makes you stop and think about the years to come
Something good had to happen to the human race
We all had better stop hoping and set our heads on straight

You've gotta turn over a new leaf
(Turn over a new leaf)
'Cause that old one's turning on you
(Aaa aaa aaa)
We've gotta turn over a new leaf
(Turn over a new leaf)
If the future's only hoped for, we are doomed

Today is over, it's already shot, so we can think about ourselves
They keep on working on our nature, they're saying that can only help
Start throwing out your pockets, keep what you really only need
Save life and earth and water, there can't be any other need

You've gotta turn over a new leaf
(Turn over a new leaf)
'Cause that old one's turning on you
(Aaa aaa aaa)
We've gotta turn over a new leaf
(Turn over a new leaf)
If the future's only hoped for, we are doomed

You've gotta turn over a new leaf
(Turn over a new leaf)
'Cause that old one's turning on you
(Aaa aaa aaa)
You've gotta turn over a new leaf
(Turn over a new leaf)
(Turn over a new leaf)
And let your love come on through

You've gotta turn over a new leaf
(Turn over a new leaf)
'Cause that old one's turning on you
(Aaa aaa aaa)
We've gotta turn over a new leaf
(Turn over a new leaf)
A new, a new, a new

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Makin' History - Lyrics - Cliff Richard

Title: Makin' History
Artist: Cliff Richard
Composer(s): Graham Hamilton Lyle, Mark Haydn Griffiths

Lyric:
Tonight there's a magic that I can't explain

Tune up and start the show all set now ready to go
This band's gonna really rock tonight
Steppin' out upon the stage, under those lights again
We're gonna shake the place tonight

They gotta new song high in the charts you know
You must have heard them play it on the radio
When that flat top starts that picking
Hear the bass drum start that kicking

The joint is really jumpin' now
Ooh, mama it's so exiting to feel
That tension rising when they turn the house lights down
It's a strange kinda magic that never seems to age

Makin' history, makin' history
Adding a new leaf to the story that is rock and roll
Makin' history, makin' history
Playing a new beat to the glory
That is rock and roll, rock on

They gotta new song, high in the charts you know
You must have heard them play it on the radio
Hear the start and the Jumbo Gibson
You don't know what you're missing if you're not

Painting the town tonight
Ooh mama it's so exiting to feel
That tension rising when they turn the house lights down

Makin' history, makin' history
Adding a new leaf to the story that is rock'n'roll
Makin' history, makin' history
Playing a new beat to the glory
That is rock and roll

Makin' history, makin' history
Adding a new leaf to the story that is rock and roll
Makin' history, makin' history
Adding a new leaf to the story that is rock and roll

Mama, it's so exiting, oh, oh
Don't you find the beat exiting?

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Morning Gift - Lyrics - Music Through Heartsongs - Billy Gilman

Title: Morning Gift
Album: Music Through Heartsongs
Artist: Billy Gilman
Composer(s): James Thomas Slater, Mattie Stepanek

Lyric:
Don't you just love the mornings
When you go outside
And there on the ground
Is a fresh perfect green leaf

A leaf floated from the quiet
Summer trees
Just resting on the grass
And waiting to be discovered

Touch the treasure
And pick it up gently
And feel the excitement
Of a new leaf with no tears

No marks, no holes
It is the sign
Of healing and future

Don't you just love the mornings
When you're reminded
Of the special gifts of life

Don't you just love the mornings
When you go outside
And there on the ground
Is a fresh perfect green leaf

A leaf floated from the quiet
Summer trees
Just resting on the grass
And waiting to be discovered

Touch the treasure
And pick it up gently
And feel the excitement
Of a new leaf with no tears

No marks, no holes
It is the sign
Of healing and future

Don't you just love the mornings
When you're reminded
Of the special gifts of life

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Cupola - Lyrics - Zeromancer

Title: Cupola
Artist: Zeromancer
Composer(s): Kim Ljung

Lyric:
In under the skin
It filters through my mind
Rooms spinning around
Losing balance all the time

Shaking like a leaf
I treat you like you're glass
Cry, cry like a child
When all you want is
When all you want is

In under the skin
Sing cupola
Rooms spinning around
Sing cupola

Is this the dawn of a new day?
Is this the dawn of a new day?
Is this the dawn of a new day?
Is this all you have to say?

Hit me, hit me, hit me
Hit my nerves
Hit me, hit me, hit me
Hit my nerves
Hit me, hit me, hit me
Hit my nerves

(Is this the dawn of a new day?)
Hit me, hit me, hit me
Hit my nerves

(Is this the dawn of a new day?)
Hit me, hit me, hit me
Hit my nerves

(Is this the dawn of a new day?)
Hit me, hit me, hit me
Hit my nerves

(Is this the dawn of a new day?)
Hit me, hit me, hit me
Hit my nerves

Is this the dawn of a new day?
Is this the dawn of a new day?
Is this the dawn of a new day?
Is this all you have to say?

Hit me, hit me, hit me
Hit my nerves
Hit me, hit me, hit me
Hit my nerves

Hit me, hit me, hit me
Hit my nerves
Hit me, hit me, hit me
Hit my nerves

Hit me, hit me, hit me
Hit my nerves
Hit me, hit me, hit me
Hit my nerves

Hit me, hit me, hit me
Hit my nerves
Hit me, hit me, hit me
Hit my nerves

Hit me, hit me, hit me
Hit my nerves
Hit me, hit me, hit me
Hit my nerves

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Omaha - Lyrics - August And Everything After - Counting Crows

Title: Omaha
Album: August And Everything After
Artist: Counting Crows
Composer(s): Matt Malley, Charlie Gillingham, Steve Bowman, Dave Immergluck, Adam Duritz, David Bryson

Lyric:
Start tearin' the old man down
Run past the heather and down to the old road
Start turnin' the grain into the ground
Roll a new leaf over

In the middle of the night
There's an old man shreddin' around in the gatherin' rain
Hey mister, if you're gonna walk on water
Oh, could you drop a line my way?

Omaha, somewhere in middle America
If you're right to the heart of matters
It's the heart that matters more
I think you better turn your ticket in
And get your money back at the door
Oh yeah

Start threadin' a needle
Brush past the shuttle that slides through the cold room
Start turnin' the wool across the wire
Roll a new life over

In the middle of the night
There's an old man threadin' his toes through a bucket of rain
Hey mister, you don't want to walk on water
'Cause you're only gonna to walk all over me

Omaha, somewhere in middle America
If you're right to the heart of the matters
It's the heart that matters more
I think you better turn your ticket in
And get your money back at the door

Start runnin' the banner down
Drop past the color, come up through the summer rain
Start turnin' the girl into the ground
Roll a new love over

In the middle of the day
There's a young man rollin' around in the earth and rain
Hey mister, if you're gonna to walk on water
You know you're only gonna to walk all over me

Omaha, somewhere in middle America
If you're right to the heart of matters
It's the heart that matters more
I think you better turn your ticket in
And get your money back at the door

Omaha, oh, somewhere in middle America
If you're right to the heart that matters, oh
It's the heart that matters more
I think you better turn your ticket in
And get your money back at the door

Oh, said Omaha
Sunday mornin'
I'm comin' home today

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Head Over Heels - Lyrics - From the Screen to Your Stereo Part II - New Found Glory

Title: Head Over Heels
Album: From the Screen to Your Stereo Part II
Artist: New Found Glory
Composer(s): Smith Orzaba

Lyric:
I wanted to be with you alone
And talk about the weather
But traditions I can trace against the child in your face
Won't escape my attention

Oh, you keep your distance with a system of touch
And gentle persuasion, I'm lost in admiration
Could I need you this much?
Oh, you're wasting my time, you're just, just, just wasting time

Something happens and I'm head over heels
I never find out till I'm head over heels
Something happens and I'm head over heels

Ah, don't take my heart, don't break my heart
Don't, don't, don't throw it away
Throw it away, throw it away

I made a fire, watching burn
Thought of your future, with one foot in the past
Now just how long will it last?
No, no, no, you have no ambition

My mother and my brothers used to breathe in clean air
And dreaming I'm a doctor
It's hard to be a man when there's a gun in your hand
Oh, I feel so

Something happens and I'm head over heels
I never find out till I'm head over heels
Something happens and I'm head over heels

Ah, don't take my heart, don't break my heart
Don't, don't, don't throw it away
Don't throw it away

And this is my four leaf clover
I'm on the line, one open mind
This is my four leaf clover

And this is my four leaf clover
This is my four leaf clover
This is my

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Smoke - Lyrics - Whatever And Ever Amen - Ben Folds Five

Title: Smoke
Album: Whatever And Ever Amen
Artist: Ben Folds Five
Composer(s): Ben Folds, Anna Goodman

Lyric:
Leaf by leaf and page by page
Throw this book away
All the sadness, all the rage
Throw this book away

Rip out the binding and tear the glue
And all of the grief we never even knew
We had it all along, now, it's smoke

The things we've written in it
Never really happened
All the things we've written in it
Never really happened

And all of the people come and gone
Never really lived all the people come have gone
No one to forgive, smoke

We will not write a new one
There will not be a new one
Another one, another one

Here's and evening dark with shame
Throw it on the fire
Here's the time I took the blame
Throw it on the fire

Here is the time that we didn't speak
It seemed for years and years
And here's a secret no one will ever know
The reasons for the tears they are smoke, smoke, smoke

We will not write a new one
There will not be a new one
Another one, another one

Where do all the secrets live?
They travel in the air
You can smell them when they burn
They travel

Those who say the past is not dead
Can stop and smell the smoke
You keep saying the past is not dead
Well, stop and smell the smoke

You keep on saying the past
Is not even past
And you keep saying
We are, smoke, smoke, smoke

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Smoke - Lyrics - Whatever & Ever Amen - Ben Folds

Title: Smoke
Album: Whatever & Ever Amen
Artist: Ben Folds
Composer(s): Ben Folds, Anna Goodman

Lyric:
Leaf by leaf and page by page
Throw this book away
All the sadness, all the rage
Throw this book away

Rip out the binding and tear the glue
And all of the grief we never even knew
We had it all along, now, it's smoke

The things we've written in it
Never really happened
All the things we've written in it
Never really happened

And all of the people come and gone
Never really lived all the people come have gone
No one to forgive, smoke

We will not write a new one
There will not be a new one
Another one, another one

Here's and evening dark with shame
Throw it on the fire
Here's the time I took the blame
Throw it on the fire

Here is the time that we didn't speak
It seemed for years and years
And here's a secret no one will ever know
The reasons for the tears they are smoke, smoke, smoke

We will not write a new one
There will not be a new one
Another one, another one

Where do all the secrets live?
They travel in the air
You can smell them when they burn
They travel

Those who say the past is not dead
Can stop and smell the smoke
You keep saying the past is not dead
Well, stop and smell the smoke

You keep on saying the past
Is not even past
And you keep saying
We are, smoke, smoke, smoke

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Merry Muthafuckin X-Mas - Lyrics - Eazy E

Title: Merry Muthafuckin X-Mas
Artist: Eazy E
Composer(s): Henrik Milling Rasmussen, Eric Wright

Lyric:
Come on over Hunnie
And give your uncle Dolamite a kiss
Well, what you want baby?

Would you tell me a story?
You want me to tell you a story?
Hell, yeah
Me too

Yes, Hunnie I'ma tell you a story
About the bad ass Eazy-E
He was drinkin' whisky and gin at the age of three
Listen and listen well, he's a bad muthafucka

Gimme that goddamn book
Here let me read you this one, Christmas in Compton
It was a silent night, yes, a holy night
Until Mr. Claus turned into Santa muthafuckin', right?

Deck the halls with balls of holy
Fa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
'Tis the season to be jolly

Merry Christmas, muthafucka
Merry muthafuckin' Christmas and a ho, ho, ho
While I'm ridin' that cot under the missile toe
Now dashin' through the snow

In a candy right top 6-4, over the hills I go
Laughin' at this hoe, nuts on rich and rings
Makin' me feel right, oh, what fun it is to know
That I'm gonna get this pussy tonight

So ring them bells, ring them bells
She's takin' it all the way, oh what fun it is
To watch her suck my dick this way
Hey, ring them bells, ring them bells

Shes takin' it all the way, oh, what fun it is to nut
While she's suckin' my dick, oh, yay
'Tis the season to get busy, Compton crime lick
And I'm smokin' on this stick

Ho, ho, ho, come sit on my face
I'm mean lap and tell me
What you want for Christmas, ho, ho

I want a slay ride, a CD player
A fifty rum, [unverified] and I'm gonna cum
A VCR [unverified] some porno flicks
Rudolph, the red nose reindeer

[Unverified] like a everlastin' gobstopper
[Unverified] poppa, I dig a ho
Crack a dough by the nuts, oh
[Unverified] fuckin' in tha snow

I made him drop to his knees
Yeah, you know what's up
I said here's some candy canes, eat 'em up
[Unverified] bonapatite with a condom in a tree

All I want for Christmas is my two front teeth
My two front teeth, my two front teeth
All I want for Christmas is my two front teeth
Yo, where's ya rhyme, tell me Buck Wheat

Buck Wheat is a waskal, that's no Christmas
And all the toys, boys and girls, fuck ya wishes
I got happy over joy in this muthafucka
No indo under my tree, so Santa be a sucka

[Unverified] when I was young, I was the only kid
Who had enough guts to be good ole hearin' on the East
I'd stay awake just to let America know
That Santa was a fake

I used to believe in Saint Dick when Elvis was alive
But all the fuckin' bullshit got played when I was five
Years, oh, just stay young, bold datin'
Singin' 'Silent Night' Carolin' recitin'

Now all I want for Christmas is my indo wreath
I got my two front teeth, uncle Eazy be the [unverified]
Just spread me a leaf, little kids don't cry
When you find out the Santa Claus is just a fuckin' lie

On the third day of Christmas
My homeboys gave to me three pounds of indo
Two birds of cocaine
And a muthafuckin' K bitch

Eazy-E, oh, Eazy-E
Show us how you treat those bitches
I saw mommy fuckin' Eazy-E
Close the door little bitch
I'm gettin' these draws
I'm a tell my daddy if ya ass don't stop

I don't give a fuck
I'm gettin' christmas caught
Ho, ho, ho, and away I go
Oh, Saint Nick got a dick like a ho
Well, where's this [unverified]
Shut the fuck up, bitches
And go back to sleep

Yo, black, what you want for Christmas?
Yo, black I want a job [unverified] corn on the cob
But a nigga will eat them chicken
And chitlens, watermelon, corn bread and some food

Whos climbin' in my window, smokin' up indo
My carin' and high make a high know
Yo, black, what you want for Christmas?
Y, black I want some cash
So I can buy some indo, some chronic and some hash

A rump, pa, pump, pump
A rump, pa, pump, pump

Merry muthafuckin' Christmas
Merry muthafuckin' Christmas
Merry muthafuckin' Christmas
And have a fucked up new year
And have a fucked up new year
And have a fucked up new year
And have a fucked up new year

You bitch

And they all went to prison
And lived fucked up lives ever after
The end

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Merry Muthaf***In' Xmas - Lyrics - Eazy-Duz-It - Eazy E

Title: Merry Muthaf***In' Xmas
Album: Eazy-Duz-It
Artist: Eazy E
Composer(s): Henrik Milling Rasmussen, Eric Wright

Lyric:
Come on over Hunnie
And give your uncle Dolamite a kiss
Well, what you want baby?

Would you tell me a story?
You want me to tell you a story?
Hell, yeah
Me too

Yes, Hunnie I'ma tell you a story
About the bad ass Eazy-E
He was drinkin' whisky and gin at the age of three
Listen and listen well, he's a bad muthafucka

Gimme that goddamn book
Here let me read you this one, Christmas in Compton
It was a silent night, yes, a holy night
Until Mr. Claus turned into Santa muthafuckin', right?

Deck the halls with balls of holy
Fa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
'Tis the season to be jolly

Merry Christmas, muthafucka
Merry muthafuckin' Christmas and a ho, ho, ho
While I'm ridin' that cot under the missile toe
Now dashin' through the snow

In a candy right top 6-4, over the hills I go
Laughin' at this hoe, nuts on rich and rings
Makin' me feel right, oh, what fun it is to know
That I'm gonna get this pussy tonight

So ring them bells, ring them bells
She's takin' it all the way, oh what fun it is
To watch her suck my dick this way
Hey, ring them bells, ring them bells

Shes takin' it all the way, oh, what fun it is to nut
While she's suckin' my dick, oh, yay
'Tis the season to get busy, Compton crime lick
And I'm smokin' on this stick

Ho, ho, ho, come sit on my face
I'm mean lap and tell me
What you want for Christmas, ho, ho

I want a slay ride, a CD player
A fifty rum, [unverified] and I'm gonna cum
A VCR [unverified] some porno flicks
Rudolph, the red nose reindeer

[Unverified] like a everlastin' gobstopper
[Unverified] poppa, I dig a ho
Crack a dough by the nuts, oh
[Unverified] fuckin' in tha snow

I made him drop to his knees
Yeah, you know what's up
I said here's some candy canes, eat 'em up
[Unverified] bonapatite with a condom in a tree

All I want for Christmas is my two front teeth
My two front teeth, my two front teeth
All I want for Christmas is my two front teeth
Yo, where's ya rhyme, tell me Buck Wheat

Buck Wheat is a waskal, that's no Christmas
And all the toys, boys and girls, fuck ya wishes
I got happy over joy in this muthafucka
No indo under my tree, so Santa be a sucka

[Unverified] when I was young, I was the only kid
Who had enough guts to be good ole hearin' on the East
I'd stay awake just to let America know
That Santa was a fake

I used to believe in Saint Dick when Elvis was alive
But all the fuckin' bullshit got played when I was five
Years, oh, just stay young, bold datin'
Singin' 'Silent Night' Carolin' recitin'

Now all I want for Christmas is my indo wreath
I got my two front teeth, uncle Eazy be the [unverified]
Just spread me a leaf, little kids don't cry
When you find out the Santa Claus is just a fuckin' lie

On the third day of Christmas
My homeboys gave to me three pounds of indo
Two birds of cocaine
And a muthafuckin' K bitch

Eazy-E, oh, Eazy-E
Show us how you treat those bitches
I saw mommy fuckin' Eazy-E
Close the door little bitch
I'm gettin' these draws
I'm a tell my daddy if ya ass don't stop

I don't give a fuck
I'm gettin' christmas caught
Ho, ho, ho, and away I go
Oh, Saint Nick got a dick like a ho
Well, where's this [unverified]
Shut the fuck up, bitches
And go back to sleep

Yo, black, what you want for Christmas?
Yo, black I want a job [unverified] corn on the cob
But a nigga will eat them chicken
And chitlens, watermelon, corn bread and some food

Whos climbin' in my window, smokin' up indo
My carin' and high make a high know
Yo, black, what you want for Christmas?
Y, black I want some cash
So I can buy some indo, some chronic and some hash

A rump, pa, pump, pump
A rump, pa, pump, pump

Merry muthafuckin' Christmas
Merry muthafuckin' Christmas
Merry muthafuckin' Christmas
And have a fucked up new year
And have a fucked up new year
And have a fucked up new year
And have a fucked up new year

You bitch

And they all went to prison
And lived fucked up lives ever after
The end

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It'S A Sin - Lyrics - Gamma Ray

Title: It'S A Sin
Artist: Gamma Ray
Composer(s): Chris Lowe, Neil Tennant

Lyric:
When I look back upon my life
It's always with a sense of shame
I've always been the one to blame

For everything I long to do
No matter where or when or who
There's one thing in common, too
It's a, it's a, it's a, it's a sin, it's a sin

Everything I've ever done
Everything I'll ever do
Every place I've ever been
Everywhere I'm going to
It's a sin

At school they taught me how to be
So pure in thought and word and deed
They didn't quite succeed, oh no

For everything I long to do
No matter where or when or who
There's one thing in common, too
It's a, it's a, it's a, it's a sin, it's a sin

Everything I've ever done
Everything I'll ever do
Every place I've ever been
Everywhere I'm going to
It's a sin

Father forgive me, I tried not to do it
Turned over a new leaf, then tore right through it
Whatever you taught me, I didn't believe it
Father, you fought me 'cause I didn't care
And I still don't understand, no

So I look back upon my life
Forever with a sense of shame
I've always been the one to blame

For everything I long to do
No matter where or when or who
There's one thing in common, too
It's a, it's a, it's a, it's a sin, it's a sin

Everything I've ever done
Everything I'll ever do
Every place I've ever been
Everywhere I'm going to
It's a sin

It's a, it's a, it's a, it's a, it's a sin
It's a sin, it's a sin
Oh yeah, it's a sin, it's a sin

Sin

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Young, Gifted And Black - Lyrics - Big Daddy Kane

Title: Young, Gifted And Black
Artist: Big Daddy Kane
Composer(s): Antonio Hardy

Lyric:
So out of the mercy of Allah
And the law written in our nature
We call an individual into existence
And when that individual, I make, no apologies
For what I'm about to say

Rough, rugged and real, you're on standstill
To obey, okay, so let the man build
Words of rapture that you have to capture
And I just slapped ya with the hand full of literature
That's dope def fresh hype choice smooth and raw
Rappers I replace, rub out, and erase
Competition you must be on freebase
Smokin' or chokin', bound to be broken

Man, get your damn hands off the mic that I'm chokin'
'Cuz I got a strangehold
You're still cold off the road for the role you stole
Rhymes that you yell out, but you did sell out
Crossed-over, lost over here, now get the hell out
I'm not a pop star, rock 'n' roller
I'm a rebel, blessed, able to hold a
Mic like a hammer, and drop grammar

Treat a rapper like a wrestler, and body slam him
Those who dispute get treated just like a prostitute
They get the boot and played like a flute
So just play mute, don't even whisper
Open your mouth to speak and I'm diss ya
Ragtag and dog, put you in the morgue
Because you're petty confetti and not ready to rock steady
In other words, you're half-steppin'

Tiptoein', get goin', because my weapon
Is not a nine, an uzi or a shotgun
But when it come to hype rhymes I got one
Just like the album is still the same
Long live the Kane, ain't a damn thing changed
I still get ill and kill at will and build the skill
To fill your grill so don't tell me you're real
We sample beats, you sue and try to fight us

Man, you still be home with arthritis
If we didn't revive em, bring back alive
Old beats that we appreciated, you wouldn't survive
You'd be another memory to us
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
So understand, the way that I live
That's positive and the message I got to give
It's a benefit for you and me, I'm talkin' 'bout P.E.A.C.E.

The chosen one that has turned a new leaf
I got gold teeth, and they don't chew beef
No pork on my fork, strictly fish on my dish
The Kane fallin' victim? Sucker, you wish
I flow like water, slaughter, put you out of order, floored ya
Rappers are raggin' and taggin' and snaggin' and braggin'
To be on the bandwagon, but I'm the Last Dragon
With the knack to attract the pack
So just get back, I'm young, gifted and black

And just go with the flow you know
In the place to be with my man Marley Marl
Sendin' this out to Divine Force
Can't forget my main man Heavy D
And to my good brothers EPMD
And to my man Ice-T over on the West Coast
Can't forget Kool Moe Dee, Busy Bee, MC Lyte, the Audio Two
I say, peace

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Fear - Lyrics - Keep The Faith - Bon Jovi

Title: Fear
Album: Keep The Faith
Artist: Bon Jovi
Composer(s): Jon Bongiovi

Lyric:
I see you lookin' over your shoulder
Tell me who do you think is out there
You're reachin' for your four leaf clover
But baby there ain't no luck down there

I swear that there's no heart in this city
It's here the slogan reads "Do your time"
Everybody's doin' their sentence
It's just there ain't nobody here
Who knows just what's the crime

I watched my father live a lie here
I'd rather die than fade away
I read the rules and yeah I know them
You ain't ever gonna
Make me play the game of

Fear
Fear
Fear
Of a new thing

Running with the rats through the city
Makes you feel like you're a partner in crime
Girl, once you were young and pretty
Now won't you stop to watch that little girl did

Hey baby, won't you stop and hear me
Just bein' here we're breathing heart attacks yeah
We can run and chase the setting sun baby
We can run and we won't ever look back now

Take my hand I know we'll make it
I'll let nothin' slow us down
I know you want to curse
This place there's only one thing
That's stopping us now is

Fear, fear, fear
Of a new thing
Fear, fear, fear
Of the brass ring

You ain't one for takin' chances
You work and you live and you breathe 9 to 5
Still that's what you call livin'
Man, that's surviving to me, surviving is livin' to die in

Fear, fear, fear
Of a new thing
Fear, fear, fear
Of the brass ring

Fear, fear, fear
Fear, fear, fear
Fear, fear, fear
...

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Don'T Go Home - Lyrics - Kirsty Maccoll

Title: Don'T Go Home
Artist: Kirsty Maccoll
Composer(s): Mark E Nevin, Kirsty Mac Coll

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Lyric:
I had a dream, you walked away
You couldn't hear what I wanted to say
I had a dream, I was alone
Nowhere was mine, no one was home

Sunshine don't you wake me
Darkness come and take me
You light my life darling
You light the night, darling don't go

I closed my eyes, you came to me
I was in love, I held a dream
Fragile and brief a wonderful thing
Like a new leaf but only a dream

Sunshine don't you wake me
Nighttime don't forsake me
You light my life darling
You light the night, darling don't go

I had a dream, whispers and sighs
Walk in the stream, look in my eyes

Sunshine don't you wake me
Darkness come and take me
You light my life darling
You light the night, darling don't go home

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Why Can'T You Behave? - Lyrics - Ella Fitzgerald

Title: Why Can'T You Behave?
Artist: Ella Fitzgerald
Composer(s): Cole Porter

Lyric:
Why can't you behave?
Oh, why can't you behave?
After all the things you told me
And the promises that you gave
Oh, why can't you behave?

Why can't you be good
And do just as you should?
Won't you turn that new leaf over
So your baby can be your slave?
Oh, why can't you behave?

There's a farm I know near my old home town
Where we two can go and try settling down
There I'll care for you forever
'Cause you're all in the world I crave
But why can't you behave?

There's a farm I know near my old home town
Where we two can go and try settling down
There I'll care for you forever
'Cause you're all in the world I crave
But why can't you, oh why can't you?
Oh why can't you behave?

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Her Man - Lyrics - Greatest Hits - Gary Allan

Title: Her Man
Album: Greatest Hits
Artist: Gary Allan
Composer(s): Kent M Robbins

Lyric:
I'm gonna change my ways of 'doin things around here
Well I'm turning over a new leaf, gonna get myself in gear
'Cause I've got a women who's better then most and I've made a mess
Of her plans, startin' today, all I'm gonna be is her man

'Cause I've been a wild cater, and a go-go getter
Been an S O B right down to the letter, I've had misadventures
I've even got pictures, I'm even more than I can stand
But startin' today, all I'm gonna be is her man

I'm gonna give it all back, 'cause all I've done is take
Well I've put her on the back burner while I was out on the make
But I've got a woman who's good enough to give me a second chance again
And startin' today, all I'm gonna be is her man

'Cause I've been a wild cater, and a go-go getter
Been an S O B right down to the letter, I've had misadventures
I've even got pictures, I'm even more than I can stand
Startin' today, all I'm gonna be is her man

I'm a little bit late but I'm wisin' up
Now I'm takin' her by the hand
Startin' today, all I'm gonna be is her man

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Her Man - Lyrics - Waylon Jennings

Title: Her Man
Artist: Waylon Jennings
Composer(s): Kent M Robbins

Lyric:
I?m gonna change my ways of doing things around here
I?m turning over a new leaf gonna get myself in gear
?Cause I?ve got a woman who?s better than most
And I?ve made a mess of her plans
So startin? today all I?m gonna be is her man

I?ve been a wild catter and a go go getter
Been an SOB right down to the letter
I?ve had misadventures I even got pictures
Of even more than I can stand
So startin? today all I wanna be is her man

I?m gonna give it all back cause all I?ve done is take
I?ve put her on the back burner while I was out on the make
But I?ve got a woman who?s good enough to give me
A second chance again
So starting today all I?m gonna be is her man

I?ve been a wild catter and a go go getter [unverified]
Been an SOB right down to the letter
I?ve had misadventures I even got pictures
Of even more than I can stand
So startin? today all I wanna be is her man

I?m a little bit late but I?m wise enough
I?m taking her by the hand
Startin? today all I wanna be is her man

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It'S A Sin - Lyrics - Graveworm

Title: It'S A Sin
Artist: Graveworm
Composer(s): Chris Lowe, Neil Tennant

Lyric:
{Twenty seconds and counting
T-minus fifteen seconds, guidance is okay}

When I look back upon my life
It's always with a sense of shame
I've always been the one to blame
For everything I long to do
No matter when or where or who
Has one thing in common, too

It's a, it's a, it's a, it's a sin
It's a sin
Everything I've ever done
Everything I ever do
Every place, I've ever been
Everywhere I'm going to
It's a sin

At school they taught me how to be
So pure in thought and word and deed
They didn't quite succeed
For everything I long to do
No matter when or where or who
Has one thing in common, too

It's a, it's a, it's a, it's a sin
It's a sin
Everything I've ever done
Everything I ever do
Every place I've ever been
Everywhere I'm going to
It's a sin

Father, forgive me, I tried not to do it
Turned over a new leaf, then tore right through it
Whatever you taught me, I didn't believe it
Father, you fought me, 'cause I didn't care
And I still don't understand

So I look back upon my life
Forever with a sense of shame
I've always been the one to blame
For everything I long to do
No matter when or where or who
Has one thing in common, too

It's a, it's a, it's a, it's a sin
It's a sin
Everything I've ever done
Everything I ever do
Every place I've ever been
Everywhere I'm going to, it's a sin
It's a, it's a, it's a, it's a sin
It's a, it's a, it's a, it's a sin

Confiteor Deo omnipotenti vobis fratres, quia peccavi nimis cogitatione
Verbo, opere et omissione, mea culpa, mea culpa, mea maxima culpa

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Verbal Intercourse - Lyrics - Raekwon

Title: Verbal Intercourse
Artist: Raekwon
Composer(s): Ronnie Williams, Corey Woods, David Porter, Robert Diggs

Lyric:
Through the lights cameras and action, glamour, glitters and gold
I unfold the scroll, plant seeds to stampede the globe
When I?m deceased, by then the beast arise like yeast
To conquer peace leavin? savages to roam in the streets

Live on the run, police payin' me to give in my gun
Trick my wisdom with the system that imprisoned my son
Smoke a gold leaf, I hold heat, nonchalantly
I?m grungy, but things I do is real, it never haunts me

While, funny style niggaz roll in the pile
Rooster heads profile on a bus to riker?s isle
Holdin' weed inside they pussy with they minds on the
Pretty things in life, props is a true thug?s wife

It?s like a cycle, niggaz come home, some?ll go in
Do a bullet, come back, do the same shit again
From the womb to the tomb, presume the unpredictable
Guns salute life, rapidly, that?s the ritual

Perhaps bullets bust niggaz discuss mad money
True lies and white guys, we can see it through the eyes
Catch the most on tape, kilos disintegrate
Pyrex pots, we break, fiends lickin? plates

In the building niggaz buildin' like little children starin'
Them older niggaz ain?t carin'
Sirens circlin', fiends are lurkin' in your baggage
Oh, one?s gone now, what, smack him in his cabbage

In the woodwork, crack cells, bubble like Woolworths
In the projects, richest niggaz rockin? all the real worth
Police questionin', rooftop cats invested in
Tradin' in they Lexus? GS?s sendin' messages

Two and two makes four, Cristals crazily pour
Gun wars my crew phantom like swords
With the green leathers, hunded pound snakes and cakes
Fiends found in lakes, jealously jakes we shake

What I strive for is what I live for
Infatuated by material things and it?s wild like for war
Like somewhere over the rainbow, I see a big pot of gold
Future stacks, yo, I hold

Thousands of cracks bagged up inside the shoebox
Don?t keep jack in my lap, don?t wanna see Tupac
Got two spots, a new lot, flooded with rocks
Shoot-outs makin' me hot, crooked cops bad tony and the ball drop

In the now, I?m bangin' niggaz for slide time
Hurry up, duke, I?m next, show ?em mine
And what the fuck is you lookin' at?
By the way young blood, hit me off with that Green Bay hat

Watch your back inside the hall, new niggaz slide through
Like doors, yo, you?re starin' in the mess hall
Your adrenaline runs, cigarette niggas be swindlin'
New jacks surrenderin', come home not rememberin'

Made bail with different size kicks on, a white dress shirt
Lookin' gay in the yard, and you got hurt
Flashbacks, for the day room, mop ringer style
Your faggot ass got bashed tryin' to turn the dial

You told your boo you was whylin'
Once you heard Wu, out of the blue, your family?s from Shaolin
High class cooks, throw on vests out of phone books
Infirmary niggas are screamin', "I got drugs"

Sharpen toothbrushes, 190 mixed with baby oil and shit
Your man?s in the kitchen stashin' ice picks
Well I?ma end this with a big red cherry on top
Me, Nas and Rae got the best product on the block

Strength my whole team is eatin' off this type of shit
Good shit, nigga next time, no more whatever shit
Keep your eyes open and your wallet in your front pocket
Rza, Chef, Ghost and Nas, niggaz is the prophet

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How Are You - Lyrics - Kinks

Title: How Are You
Artist: Kinks
Composer(s): Ray Davies

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Lyric:
It's been a while, I haven't seen you for at least
A year or more, or is it less? I can't be sure
Well, anyway, you must have heard about the
Troubles that I had, but somehow I got through
I always managed to and by the way

How are you?
How is your life?
How is it going?
Are you still dreaming and making big plans?
How are the nights are they still lonely?
Are you still struggling the way that I am? Oh
How, how are you? How are you?

You always said that you would try to change
Turn a new leaf and start all over again
But I bet you're making all the same mistakes
You're a lot like me, that's why I'm still your friend
Still no offense, no more hard feelings left on silly sentiment
No harm was ever felt or ever meant
You go your way, I'm bound to see you on the street again some day
And when I do I'll always say

How are you? How are you?
How is your life? How is it going?
Are you still dreaming and making big plans?
How are the nights? Are they still lonely?
Are you still struggling the way that I am? Oh
How, how are you? How are you?

I know you're making all the same mistakes
You're a lot like me that's why I'm still your friend
I bet go, I gotta thousand little things I better do
Ah, but it was really good to talk to you
Be on my way, I'm bound to see you on the street again someday
And when I do I'll say

How are you? How are you?
How is your life? How is it going?
Are you still dreaming and making big plans?
How are the nights? Are they still lonely?
Are you still struggling the way that I am? Oh
How, how are you? How are you?

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