Nights On Broadway - Lyrics - Ultimate Bee Gees (2CD+DVD) - Bee Gees

Title: Nights On Broadway
Album: Ultimate Bee Gees (2CD+DVD)
Artist: Bee Gees
Composer(s): Maurice Ernest Gibb, Robin Hugh Gibb, Barry Gibb

Lyric:
Here we are
In a room full of strangers
Standing in the dark
Where your eyes couldn't see me

Well, I have to follow you
Though you did not want me to
That won't stop my lovin' you
I can't stay away

Blamin' it all
On the nights on Broadway
Singin' them love songs
Singin' them straight to my heart songs
Blamin' it all
On the nights on Broadway
Singin' them sweet sounds
To that crazy, crazy town

And now in my place
There are so many others
Standing in the line
How long will they stand between us?

Well, I have to follow you
Though you did not want me to
But that won't stop my lovin' you
I can't stay away

Blamin' it all
On the nights on Broadway
Singin' them love songs
Singin' them straight to my heart songs
Blamin' it all
On the nights on Broadway
Singin' them sweet sounds
To that crazy, crazy town

I will wait
Even if it takes forever
Oh oh, yea yea
Even if it takes a life time
Somehow I feel inside
You never ever left my side
Make it like it was before
Even if it takes a life time, takes a life time

Blamin' it all
On the nights on Broadway
Singin' them love songs
Singin' them straight to my heart songs
Blamin' it all
On the nights on Broadway
Singin' them sweet sounds
To that crazy, crazy town

Blamin' it all
On the nights on Broadway
Singin' them love songs
Singin' them straight to my heart songs
Blamin' it all
On the nights on Broadway
Singin' them sweet sounds
To that crazy, crazy, crazy town

Blamin' it all
On the nights on Broadway
Singin' them love songs
Singin' them straight to my heart songs
Blamin' it all
On the nights on Broadway
Singin' them sweet sounds
To that crazy, crazy town

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Broadway - Lyrics - Ian Hunter

Title: Broadway
Artist: Ian Hunter
Composer(s): Ian Hunter

Lyric:
Green lights on Broadway
All the magic seems to say
Come and ride with me, baby, you know
It's got to be the greatest show on Broadway

Out here on the streets they say
You can see your life in one day
I long, I long, I long, I long
I long to hear every single street singer

Oh, what a mood that feeling brings
You can capture life in a jar
Chances are that you'll find out on Broadway
Who you really are

Sitting in a lonely room
Staring through the evening gloom
She'll never make the grade on Broadway

She'll never spend exciting nights
Surrounded by a maze of lights
And stars that line the streets on Broadway

Broadway, when the neon lights are shining bright
She knows she's going to make it some day
Broadway, you can hear the music of the night
She knows that she will

Broadway, when the neon lights are shining bright
Oh, I know she's going to make it some day
Broadway, you can hear the music of the night
I know that she will

I said, Broadway, oh, how I love you, how I love you
Broadway, how I love you, how I love you
Broadway, it's your show, I know, I know
But chances are you'll find out on Broadway
Who you really are

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This Is Your Life - Lyrics - Bee Gees

Title: This Is Your Life
Artist: Bee Gees
Composer(s): Maurice Ernest Gibb, Robin Hugh Gibb, Barry Gibb

Lyric:
Something that I hunger for, something you deny
You say I'm bad for you and, baby, so do I
Don't you know that all you gotta do
You could be a lover and, baby, this is

This is your life, don't break it, it's who you do it for
It's the pain and pleasure
This is your life, temptation, a victim of the law
We can talk about it, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
This is your life, this is your life

If you try to help someone, you get the evil eye
You say you suffocate, well, baby, so do I
Don't you know that all you gotta do
You could be a lover and, baby, this is

This is your life, don't hide it, don't try to mystify
How soft the flesh is
This is your life, get even, even if you die
Don't run for cover, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

This is your life, temptation, that's who you do it for
It's the pain and the pleasure
This is your life, temptation, a victim of the law
We can talk about it, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
This is your life

All work and no play, I won't survive
Late at night I need your company
What about me, what about you
This is your life

Define ourselves as something in space
Not enough for everyone, everyone
And as we speak, the enemy is the mind
I see the future coming for you

All the lonely days and the lonely nights
You've been searching for a love so right
It's a tragedy, just stayin' alive, stayin' alive
And all that

Jive talking, what you doing on your back
Jive talking, more rap, less crap
Times are bad, money is tight
Ain't too much heaven on a Saturday night

Tell me now how deep is your love
The heart is soft but the brain is tough
The enemy is the mind, don't let the future fall apart
This is my world too, just run to me

If you ever wanna mend that broken heart
I have seen those nights on Broadway too
Blaming it all, what about you
This is your life

This is your life, don't break it, it's who you do it for
It's the pain and pleasure
This is your life, don't hide it, don't try to mystify
How soft the flesh is

This is your life, temptation
This is your life

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Can'T Have Nuttin' - Lyrics - Das Efx

Title: Can'T Have Nuttin'
Artist: Das Efx
Composer(s): Andre Weston, Willie Hines, Gerald Stevens

Lyric:
Niggas just can't have nuttin' (have nuttin')
Niggas just can't have nuttin' (have nuttin')
Niggas just can't have nuttin' (Nowadays yo)
Niggas just can't have (niggas just can't have)
Niggas just can't have (niggas just can't have)
Niggas just can't have nuttin' (niggas just can't have nuttin')
Niggas just can't have nuttin' (niggas just can't have nuttin')
Niggas niggas nowadays yo

Well yo, they used to say that Dray was a motherfuckin bum
Cos when it came to profit, son I really wasn't gettin none
The wildest motherfucker that you ever saw
They used to call me Petey Wheezthrow, the devil's son-in-law
Now I'm in the shit, like a fly I was buggin
From robbing to stealin to dealin, yo, and even muggin
Sellin cocaine in the high school halls
Playin it slick I kept the balms up in some tennis balls
I used to run across the bridge with my peeps
I packed a tray-8, in dem days I was playin for keeps
I used to roll around my hat and all day
Lookin for a prey that we could rob on Broadway
Stickin niggas for their jewels if they're worthy

Made a couple of hits and then we jetted back to Jersey
'86 And '87 was the year
Had the Gucci hat, rock the raccoon fur coat yeah
Keep em in disguise and nigga don't ya blink
See yeah Saturday, we robbed another nigga at the rink
The beats was always showin up at my rest
Askin "Does a certain Drayzie live at this address? Yes?"
The spot was hotter than the sun, without a doubt
I had the choice to go to school and get the fuck out
I hit the South just like a bandit cos I was stranded
Virginia State in '88, you know that's where I landed
I couldn't stand it, shit was feelin strange
I made it outta range but yo, my shit was just about the dough

Aiyo, niggas just can't have nuttin ( Yo niggas just can't have nuttin)
Niggas just can't have nuttin (niggas just can't have nuttin)
Niggas just can't have nuttin (niggas just can't have nuttin)
Niggas just can't have nuttin (Nowadays yo)

Aiyo, niggas just can't have nuttin ( Yo niggas just can't have nuttin)
Niggas just can't have nuttin (niggas just can't have nuttin)
Niggas just can't have nuttin (niggas just can't have nuttin)
Niggas just can't have nuttin (Nowadays yo)

Yo bust a move, peep the flav
Cos I'm a take you back to the days of brown envelope trays
Twenty-something years ago as I proceed to recollect
A newborn shorty had to 'ford cheques off Bushwick
Bless the days, Pops shot to get forth the and fifth
Damn, fam got to shift
From the tenth flo' down four flights to the sixth
This was around the time smokin reefer was the shit
But now the crib a little bigger
I was the first man in the fam so it's plans for a nigga
Had my clan from my building and my man from 8-11
Wit me when we hit the jams behind 2-57
Mom's babysittin, Pop's on the hustle
54 Block was on lock, bust a knuckle

Game rip, some niggas slipped and got greedy
Believe me, another "rest in peace" in graffiti
But I couldn't resist a few fights and petty heists
Cos now I'm 'cross town in the Heights
My nights are a little quieter but still amongst the schemes for the fun
Where sons run guns and blow slums with the bums
And motherfuckers don't care
I love the street game so I stashed the green leaf by the air
You couldn't tell me shit, evil was more eager than a beaver
Kept it fresh, double-parked in the Caesar
But I got deceased with this behavior-type flavor
And do Moms a favor, go to school and get this fuckin paper
So what's the caper cos now I'm all in
At Virginia State, now let the bullshit begin

Nowadays niggas just can't have nuttin' (niggas just can't have nuttin')
Niggas just can't have nuttin' (Yo niggas just can't have nuttin')
Niggas just can't have nuttin' (niggas just can't have nuttin')
Niggas just can't have nuttin' (niggas just can't have nuttin' yo)
Niggas just can't have nuttin' (niggas just can't have nuttin' yo)
Niggas just can't have nuttin' (niggas just can't have nuttin')
Niggas just can't have nuttin' (nuttin', nuttin', nuttin', nuttin')
Nowadays niggas (niggas just can't have nuttin')

It was '89 and yo, I'm stayin out of fights
I'm runnin with this nigga named Books from Crown Heights
Gettin toe-up from the flow-up, we're drinkin til we throw up
We're thinkin we can blow up so to class we wouldn't show up
Well nigga so what? You fucked the holdup and went whatever's
Then bucked the leathers, son I got to get my shit together
Gettin drunk, gettin flunked in class is what's the function
Smokin blunts-in, son we need to stop frontin
We're goin huntin, Virginia didn't have shit for us
That's why we broke out with Dice and blitzed into blue chorus
Gettin busy, flippin rhymes on the weekend
The deal we was seekin from styles we was freakin

But yo, now it's '91 and me and son we got to scram
(Aiyo it was a rap contest, nuttin we couldn't handle)
And yo, something got ta happen or I'm a get the pappin
We got the blueprints to this new style of rappin
Packin skills from the sewer, I knew we had a shot
Gotta go and blow the spot and show them niggas how we rock, what?
If PMD is judgin it, yeah the cautious crew
Makin all that money on that business as usual
(Tip tip tip) Tip, we flip the tongue and started wilin
They hit us with the digits to the cribs in Long Island
So, we packed the Henny and my men we got swayz
And never lookin back, that's how we thinkin nowadays

Cos yo niggas just can't have nuttin' (niggas just can't have nuttin' yo)
Word up niggas just can't have nuttin' (niggas just can't have nuttin')
Nah niggas just can't have nuttin' (niggas just can't have nuttin')
(Yo that's why they got me rockin on the microphone)
Niggas just can't have nuttin' (Yo niggas just can't have nuttin')
Niggas just can't have nuttin' (have nuttin', just nuttin')
Nowadays niggas didn't have nuttin' (niggas just can't have nuttin')
Niggas just can't have nuttin' (niggas just can't have nuttin')
(Well now they got me rockin on the microphone)
(Niggas just can't have nuttin')
Niggas just ain't (got a motherfuckin thing)
Nowadays (word up) niggas ain't got nuthin'

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Commercial Affection - Lyrics - Mel Tillis

Title: Commercial Affection
Artist: Mel Tillis
Composer(s): Mel Tillis

Lyric:
I was lonely I guess, the night that we met
In a tavern down on old Broadway
And there were tears in her eyes
And she whispered a sigh
Stranger, please take me out of here

But it was only commercial affection
'Cause a fool and his money will part
Yes it was only commercial affection
But she walked away with my heart

I stood in disbelief as she hurried off
To meet another fool down on Broadway
Now many nights have come and gone
Still the echo lingers on
Stranger, please take me out of here

But it was only commercial affection
'Cause a fool and his money will part
Yes it was only commercial affection
But she walked away with my heart

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Tokyo Storm Warning - Lyrics - Rock & Roll Music - Elvis Costello

Title: Tokyo Storm Warning
Album: Rock & Roll Music
Artist: Elvis Costello
Composer(s): Cait O'Riordan, Declan Mcmanus

Lyric:
The sky fell over cheap Korean monster-movie scenery
And spilled into the mezzanine of the crushed capsule hotel
Between the Disney abattoir and the chemical refinery
And I knew I was in trouble but I thought I was in hell

So you look around the tiny room
And you wonder where the hell you are
While the K.K.K. convention
Are all stranded in the bar

They wear hoods and carry shotguns
In the main streets of Montgomery
But they're helpless here as babies
'Cause they're only here on holiday

What do we care if the world is a joke
(Tokyo storm warning)
We'll give it a big kiss, we'll give it a poke
(Tokyo storm warning)
Death wears a big hat 'cause he's a big bloke
(Tokyo storm warning)
We're only living this instant

The black sand stuck beneath her feet
In a warm Sorrento sunrise
A barefoot girl from Naples
Or was it a Barcelona hi-rise

Whistles out the tuneless theme song
On a hundred cheap suggestions
And a million false seductions
And all those eternal questions

What do we care if the world is a joke
(Tokyo storm warning)
We'll give it a big kiss, we'll give it a poke
(Tokyo storm warning)
Death wears a big hat 'cause he's a big bloke
(Tokyo storm warning)
We're only living this instant

So they flew the Super-Constellation
All the way from Rimini
And feasted them on fish and chips
From a newspaper facsimile

Now dead Italian tourists bodies
Litter up the Broadway
Some people can't be told
You know they have to learn the hard way

Holidays are dirt-cheap in the Costa del Malvinas
In the Hotel Argentina they can hardly tell between us
For Teresa is a waitress
Though she's now known as Juanita

In a tango bar in Stanley or in Puerto Margarita
She's the sweetest and the sauciest
The loveliest and the naughtiest
She's Miss Buenos Aires in a world of lacy lingerie

What do we care if the world is a joke
(Tokyo storm warning)
We'll give it a big kiss, we'll give it a poke
(Tokyo storm warning)
Death wears a big hat 'cause he's a big bloke
(Tokyo storm warning)
We're only living this instant

Japanese God, Jesus robots telling teenage fortunes
For all we know and all we care they might as well be Martians
They say gold paint on the palace gates
Comes from the teeth of pensioners

They're so tired of shooting protest singers
That they hardly mention us
While fountains fill with second-hand perfume
And sodden trading stamps
They'll hang the bullies and the louts that dampen down the day

What do we care if the world is a joke
(Tokyo storm warning)
We'll give it a big kiss, we'll give it a poke
(Tokyo storm warning)
Death wears a big hat 'cause he's a big bloke
(Tokyo storm warning)
We're only living this instant

We braved the cold November air and the undertaker's curses
Saying, "Take me to the Folies Bergere
And please don't spare the hearses"
For he always had a dream of that revolver in your purse

How you loved him 'til you hated him
And made him cry for mercy
He said, "Don't ever mention my name there
Or talk of all the nights you cried
We've always been like worlds apart
Now you're seeing two nightmares collide"

What do we care if the world is a joke
(Tokyo storm warning)
We'll give it a big kiss, we'll give it a poke
(Tokyo storm warning)
Death wears a big hat 'cause he's a big bloke
(Tokyo storm warning)
We're only living this instant

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Commercial Affection - Lyrics - Ernest Tubb

Title: Commercial Affection
Artist: Ernest Tubb
Composer(s): Mel Tillis

Lyric:
I was lonely I guess the night that we met in a tavern
Down on old Broadway
And there were tears in her eyes and she whispered with a sigh
Stranger please take me out of here

But it was only commercial affection
'Cause a fool and his money will part
Yes, it was only commercial affection
But she walked away with my heart

I stood in disbelief as she hurried off to meet another fool
Down on old Broadway
Now many nights have come and gone still the echo lingers on
Stranger please take me out of here

But it was only commercial affection
'Cause a fool and his money will part
Yes, it was only commercial affection
But she walked away with my heart

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Downtown - Lyrics - Jackson Browne

Title: Downtown
Artist: Jackson Browne
Composer(s): Jackson Browne

Lyric:
Downtown people gotta work a little harder
Working downtown
Downtown, they got to think a little quicker
'Cause they're downtown

Downtown, the breaks are harder
Downtown, the thieves are smarter

I've got this place I'm renting
It cost me next to nothing, downtown
Nobody comes around telling me
I gotta turn the sound down

Broadway, down on the corner
The Bible screamer, the plasma donor
Buses, car horns, ghetto blasters
The shouts and cries of the human disasters

It's all music
It's all music
Downtown

It's all music
It's all music

I feel alright when I'm downtown
My feet are light when I'm downtown
I cast my hopes on the human tide
I place my bet and let it ride
I'm open wide when I'm downtown

Downtown, there's every kind of people
Walkin' 'round downtown
Downtown, there's every language
Every human sound, downtown

Downtown, the nights are longer
Downtown, the sights are stronger
Downtown, wandering all around, downtown

It's all music

Eight blocks south of city hall
The rats run free and the winos crawl
Darkness falls on the vast machine
Where the future stalks the American dream

I feel alright when I'm downtown
My head feels light when I'm downtown
It's all in sight when I'm downtown
I feel alright when I'm downtown

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A Countryboy Can Survive - Lyrics - That's How They Do It In Dixie - The Essential Collection - Hank Williams Jr.

Title: A Countryboy Can Survive
Album: That's How They Do It In Dixie - The Essential Collection
Artist: Hank Williams Jr.
Composer(s): Hank Jr. Williams

Lyric:
The preacher man says it's the end of time
And the Mississippi River, she's a going dry
The interest is up and the stock markets down
And you only get mugged if you go downtown

I live back in the woods, you see
My woman and the kids and the dogs and me
I got a shotgun and a rifle and a four wheel drive
And a countryboy can survive, country folks can survive

I can plow a field all day long, I can catch catfish from dusk 'til dawn
Make our own whiskey and our own smoke too
Ain't too many things these boys can't do
We grow good old tomatoes and homemade wine
And countryboy can survive, country folk can survive

Because you can't stomp us out and you can't make us run
'Cause we're them ol' boys raised on shotguns
We say grace and we say ma'am
And if you ain't into that, we don't give a damn

We came from the West Virginia coal mines
And the Rocky Mountains and the Western skies
And we can skin a buck, we can run a trout line
And a countryboy can survive, country folks can survive

I had a good friend in New York City
He never called me by my name just hillbilly
My Grandpa taught me how to live off the land
And his taught him to be a business man

He used to send me pictures of the Broadway Nights
And I would send him some homemade wine
But he was killed by a man with a switchblade knife
For forty three dollars, my friend lost his life

I'd love to spit some beechnut in that dudes eyes
And shoot him with my ol' forty-five
'Cause a countryboy can survive
Country folks can survive

'Cause you can't stomp us out and you can't make us run
And we're them ol' boys raised on shotgun
We say grace, we say ma'am
If you ain't into that, we don't give a damn

We're from North California and South Alabama
And little towns all around this land
We can skin a buck and run a trout line
And a countryboy can survive, country folks can survive
Countryboy can survive, country folks can survive

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New York City Rhythm - Lyrics - Barry Manilow

Title: New York City Rhythm
Artist: Barry Manilow
Composer(s): B Manilow, M Panzer

Lyric:
When my heart is torn apart by love I wish I had
Well I spend my nights in the city's lights
And things don't seem so bad
You know the movement seems to soothe me
And the tempo takes control
And I loss my blues when the New York City rhythm fills my soul

It's the New York City rhythm runnin' through my life
The poundin' beat of the city's streets that keeps my dreams alive
I'm lost, I'm found, I'm up, I'm down but somehow I survive
It's got to be the New York City rhythm in my life
It's got to be the New York City rhythm in my life
In my life

When I'm out for love or sin, oh it's good to be in town
In the funky dives on the old West Side
There's always something goin' down
Yes, I live my life with strangers and the danger's always there
But when I hit Broadway and it's time to play
And you know that I don't care

It's the New York City rhythm runnin' through my life
The poundin' beat of the city's streets that keeps my dreams alive
I'm lost, I'm found, I'm up, I'm down but some how I survive
It's got to be the New York City rhythm in my life
Oh it's got to be the New York City rhythm in my life
In my life

Oh, got to, got to, got to be New York City rhythm
Oh, got to, got to, got to be New York City rhythm
Oh, got to, got to, got to be New York City rhythm
Oh, got to, got to, got to be

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