No Sign Of Yesterday - Lyrics - Men At Work

Title: No Sign Of Yesterday
Artist: Men At Work
Composer(s): Colin Hay

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Lyric:
Pull out the stop plugs, drain all the waste
Who needs it anyway
Fill all the big holes, leave no trace
No sign of yesterday

Wash all the dishes and I clean up my place
No sign of yesterday
I stare at the photographs of your dark face
No sign of yesterday

Out in the yard, was such a, a lovely place
It's where we used to play
Inside, outside you can feel and taste
No sign of yesterday

And I can't hear you calling
I can't hear you calling
I can't hear you anymore
Metal ships are falling
This old car keeps stalling
Always seems to be the way

Pick up the pieces and go dig out the dead
Then you can go to bed
This night is the stealer and time is the test
No sign of yesterday

Pull out the stop plugs, drain all the waste
Who needs it anyway
Fill all the big holes, leave no trace
No sign of yesterday

And I can't hear you calling
I can't hear you calling
I can't hear you anymore
Metal ships are falling
This old car keeps stalling
Always seems to be the way

I can't hear you calling
This old car keeps stalling
I can't hear you
I can't hear you anymore

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Gone With The Wind - Lyrics - Great White

Title: Gone With The Wind
Artist: Great White
Composer(s): Michael Lardie, Alan Niven

Lyric:
My heart is empty like cold open ground
Where ghosts and memories follow you round

Replacing old friends no more to be found
All gone their ways with the new stars in town
All of their laughter has drifted away

Gone with the wind like yesterday's song
Gone with the wind like yesterday's song
Gone, gone with the wind, oh

There's no sign of the lover who pins butterflies
No sign of fair-weather, no sweet soundin' lies

Now I'm a stranger, my eyes are set free
Like a man on a mountain, oh how I can see?

All the ways illusions deceive
In a city of prayers where no one believes
When all of your dreams have scattered away

Gone with the wind like yesterday's song
Gone with the wind like yesterday's songs
Gone, gone with the wind

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Sittin' Here - Lyrics - Boy in Da Corner - Dizzee Rascal

Title: Sittin' Here
Album: Boy in Da Corner
Artist: Dizzee Rascal
Composer(s): Dylan Kwabena Mills

Lyric:
I'm just sitting here, I ain't saying much I just think
And my eyes don't move left or right they just blink
I think too deep, and I think too long
Plus I think I'm getting weak cos my thoughts are too strong
I'm just sitting here, I aint saying much I just gaze
I'm looking in to space while my CD plays
I gaze quite a lot, in fact I gaze always
And if I blaze, then I just gaze always my days

Cos it's the same old story, shutters, runners, cats and money stacks
And it's the same old story, ninja bikes, gun fights and scary nights
And it's the same old story, window tints and gloves for finger prints
Yeah it's the same old story, police investigate around the area
Cos it was only yesterday we was playing football in the streets
It was only yesterday none of us could ever come to harm
It was only yesterday life was a touch more sweet
Now I'm sitting here thinking wagwan. (Get me wagwan)

I'm just sitting here, I'm just sitting here, Yo
I'm just sitting here, yeah I'm just sitting here, yeah

I'm just sitting here, I aint saying much I just watch
I really don't feel like moving so I cotch
I watch all around, I watch every detail
I watch so hard I'm scared my eyes might fail
I'm just sitting here, I aint saying much I just smile
It's funny cos I haven't bust a smile for a while
I'll smile for a minute, and I'm smiling for an hour
I'm scared cos it's sweet, but it could turn sour

Cos it's the same old story, chung intelligent yaps in hospie flats
And it's the same old story, benefit claims and cheques in false names
And it's the same old story, students truent, learn the streets fluent
Yeah it's the same old story, strange, there's no sign of positive change
Cos it was only yesterday, we was standing firmly on our feet
It was only yesterday, girls were innocent they kept us calm
It was only yesterday, there was less bobbies on the beat
Now I'm sitting here thinking wagwan. (Wagwan, wagwan)

I'm just sitting here, I'm just sitting here, Yo
I'm just sitting here, yeah I'm just sitting here, yeah

I'm just sitting here I aint saying much I'm just vex (shame)
I seen a lot of bullshit, wondering what's next
I'm vex at humanity, vex at the earth
I keep getting vex, till I think what's the worth?
I'm just sitting here, I aint saying much I feel to cry
I'm sitting here depressed and I don't know why
I try to pull myself together, tell myself fix up
And I keep myself from bawling but my eyes they erupt

Cos it's the same old story, crazy boys keep getting on my nerves
And it's the same old story, police don't give me no peace
Yeah, it's the same old story, friends slowly drifting from the ends
Yeah, it's the same old story, I've sussed, there's nobody I can trust
Cos it was only yesterday after school we'd come outside and meet
It was only yesterday, it was all love back then
It was only yesterday, every sunny day was a treat
Now I'm sitting here thinking wagwan. (wagwan wagwan)

I'm just sitting here, I'm just sitting here, Yo
I'm just sitting here, yeah I'm just sitting here, yeah

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Wake Up Yesterday - Lyrics - The Hard Way - Clint Black

Title: Wake Up Yesterday
Album: The Hard Way
Artist: Clint Black
Composer(s): Hayden Nicholas, Clint Black

Lyric:
All in just a moment, my whole life passed before me
In just that time it left me cold and numb
Lying in the darkness like there's nowhere else to be
Wondering if there's nothing more to come

Curiosity compels me and I open up my eyes
Like another day, the night is gone again
The natural conclusion I'm about to realize
This is the beginning or the end

There's a light at the end of the tunnel I can see
Now I'm not so sure that's the way
I still might find a way to change where I'll be bound tomorrow
But I'm never gonna wake up yesterday

There's no uneasy feeling and no disbelieving
This is something good, there's got to be a sign
Back there in the darkness I see nothing I'd be leaving
Why don't I look back on anything as mine?

Am I looking at tomorrow or is it back the other way
Or is where I am where I'm supposed to be?
A voice of reassurance says it's just another day
But the voice inside my head don't sound like me

There's a light at the end of the tunnel I can see
Now I'm not so sure that's the way
I still might find a way to change where I'll be bound tomorrow
But I'm never gonna wake up yesterday

There's a light at the end of the tunnel I can see
That I'm never gonna wake up yesterday
No, I'm never gonna wake up yesterday
No, I'm never gonna wake up

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There Only Was One Choice - Lyrics - Harry Chapin

Title: There Only Was One Choice
Artist: Harry Chapin
Composer(s): Harry F. Chapin

Lyric:
There's a kid out on my corner hear him strumming like a fool
Shivering in his dungarees but still he's going to school
His cheeks are made of peach fuzz, his hopes may be the same
But he's signed up as a soldier out to play the music game

There are fake patches on his jacket
He's used bleach to fade his jeans
With a brand new stay pressed shirt
And some creased and wrinkled dreams
His face a blemish garden but his eyes are virgin clear
His voice is Chicken Little's, but he's hearing Paul Revere

When he catches himself giggling
He forces up a sneer
Though he'd rather have a milk shake
He keeps forcing down the beer
Just another folkie, late in coming down the pike
Riding his guitar, he left Kid brother with his bike

And he's got Guthrie running in his bones
He's the hobo kid who's left his home
And his Beatles records and the Rolling Stones
This boy is staying acoustic

There's Seeger singing in his heart
He hopes his songs will somehow start
To heal the cracks that split apart
America gone plastic

And now there's Dylan dripping from his mouth
He's hitching himself way down south
To learn a little black and blues
From old street men who paid their dues
'Cause they knew they had nothing to lose
They knew it, so they just got to it

With cracked old Gibsons and red clay shoes
Playing 1 4 5 chords like good news
And cursed with skin that calls for blood
They put their face and feet in mud
But oh, they learned the music from way down there
The real ones learn it somewhere

Strum your guitar, sing it kid
Just write about your feelings, not the things you never did
Inexperience, it once had cursed me
But your youth is no handicap, it's what makes you thirsty

Hey kid, you know you can hear your footsteps
As you're kicking up the dust
And the rustling in the shadows tells you secrets you can trust
The capturing of whispers is the way to write a song
It's when you get to microphones, the music can go wrong

You can't see the audience with spotlights in your eyes
Your feet can't feel the highway from where the Lear jet flies
When you glide in silent splendor in your padded limousines
Only you are crying there behind the silver screen

Now you battle dragons, but they'll all turn into frogs
When you grab the wheel of fortune, you get caught up in the cog

First your art turns into craft then the yahoos start to laugh
Then you'll hear the jackals howl 'cause they love to watch the fall
They're the lost ones out there feeding
On the wounded and the bleeding
They always are the first to see the cracks upon the walls

When I started this song I was still thirty-three
The age that Mozart died and sweet Jesus was set free
Keats and Shelley too soon finished, Charley Parker would be
And I fantasized some tragedy'd be soon curtailing me

Well just today I had my birthday, I made it thirty-four
Mere mortal, not immortal, not star-crossed anymore
I've got this problem with my aging, I no longer can ignore
A tame and toothless tabby can't produce a lion's roar

And I can't help being frightened on these midnight afternoons
When I ask the loaded questions
"Why does winter come so soon?"
And where are all the golden girls that I was singing for
The daybreak chorus of my dreams serenades no more

Yeah the minute man is going soft, the mirror's on the shelf
Only when the truth's up there can you fool yourself?
I am the aged jester who won't gracefully retire
A clumsy clown without a net caught staggering on the high wire

Yesterday's a collar that has settled round my waist
Today keeps slipping by me, it leaves no aftertaste
Tomorrow is a daydream, the future's never true
Am I just a fading fire or a breeze passing through?

Hello my Country, I once came to tell everyone your story
Your passion was my poetry
And your past, my most potent glory
Your promise was my prayer
Your hypocrisy my nightmare
And your problems fill my present
Are we both going somewhere?

Step right up young lady
Your two hundred birthdays make you old if not senile
And we see the symptoms there in your rigor mortise smile
With your old folks eating dog food and your children eating paint
While the pirates own the flag and sell us sermons on restraint

And while blood's the only language
That your deaf old ears can hear
And still you will not answer with that message coming clear
Does it mean there's no more ripples in your tired old glory stream
And the buzzards own the carcass of your dream?

Oh B U Y Centennial
Sell 'em pre-canned laughter
America Perennial
Sing happy ever after

There's a dance band on the Titanic
Singing nearer my God to thee
And the iceberg's on the starboard bow
Won't you dance with me

Yes I read it in the New York Times
That was on the stands today
It said that dreams were out of fashion
We'll hear no more empty promises
There'll be no more wasted passions
To clutter up our play

It really was a good sign
The words went on to say
It shows that we are growing up
In oh, so many healthy ways
And I told myself this is exactly where I'm at
But I don't much like thinking about that

Harry, are you really so naive?
You can honestly believe
That the country's getting better
When all you do is let her alone
Harry, can you really be surprised?
When it's there before your eyes
When you hold the knife that carves her
You live the life that starves her to the bone

Good dreams don't come cheap
You've got to pay for them
If you just dream when you're asleep
There is no way for them, to come alive, to survive

It's not enough to listen, it's not enough to see
When the hurricane is coming on, it's not enough to flee
It's not enough to be in love we hide behind that word
It's not enough to be alive, when your future's been deferred

What I've run through my body, what I've run through my mind
My breath's the only rhythm and the tempo is my time
My enemy is hopelessness, my ally honest doubt
The answer is a question that I never will find out

Is music propaganda, should I boogie, rock and roll
Or just an early warning system hitched up to my soul
Am I observer or participant or huckster of belief
Making too much of a life so mercifully brief?

So I stride down sunny streets and the band plays back my song
They're applauding at my shadow, long after I am gone
Should I hold this wistful notion that the journey is worthwhile
Or tiptoe cross the chasm with a song and a smile?

Well I got up this morning, I don't need to know no more
It evaporated nightmares that had boiled the night before
With every new day's dawning, my kid climbs in my bed
And tells the cynics of the board room your language is dead

And as I wander with my music through the jungles of despair
My kid will learn guitar and find his street corner somewhere
There he'll make the silence listen to the dream behind the voice
And show his minstrel Hamlet daddy that there only was one choice

Strum your guitar, sing it kid
Just write about your feelings not the things you never did
Inexperience, it once had cursed me
But your youth is no handicap, it's what makes you thirsty, hey kid

Strum your guitar, sing it kid
Just write about your feelings not the things you never did

Dance band on the Titanic
Singing nearer my God to thee
The iceberg's on the starboard bow
Won't you dance with me

The dance band on the Titanic
Singing nearer my God to thee
And the iceberg's on the starboard bow
Won't you dance with me

Yeah the dance band on the Titanic
Singing nearer my God to thee
And the iceberg's on the starboard bow
Won't you dance with me

Come on
Yeah the dance band on the Titanic
Singing nearer my God to thee
And the iceberg's on the starboard bow

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The Maiden And The Minstrel Knight - Lyrics - A Night At The Opera - Blind Guardian

Title: The Maiden And The Minstrel Knight
Album: A Night At The Opera
Artist: Blind Guardian
Composer(s): Hans Juergen Kuersch, Andre Olbrich

Lyric:
The faithful crowd is gathered here, soon they'll appear
The high and mighty show up, the king is in doubts
Apart from this beggar here, there's no one like you, my dear
Tasting my lips, no one but you and him

'Round the fire, everyone should sing
And praise the gracious queen
'Round the fire, everyone should dance
And we praise the handsome knight

Forever and ever, we both will be one
The maiden, the fair and the young fell in love

Will you still wait for me?
Will you still cry for me?
Come and take my hand

Will you still wait for me?
Will you still cry for me?
Come and take my hand

There's a moment in life when all the years will pass by
And the eyes filled with tears we once shed
We recognize failures, the desperate cries
Of the ones who believed in our lies

Wherever I'll go, you'll be with me
My first though and my last though
We'll depart in bitterness
One day you'll understand
Carry on, beloved maiden, mine
Carry on or we have to pay the price

Will you still wait for me?
Will you still cry for me?
Come and take my hand

Will you still wait for me?
Will you still cry for me?
Come and take my hand

Yesterday's memories and melodies
Are gone with the wind so sad
Snow-white her hands and golden her hair
But she's not the one out in the emptiness

Where everything's pale
There is no sign of you, I'm alone
How I wish you should be here, I'm alone
Telling me it's alright

Come, rest your head
Come, rest your head
Come, rest your head
Come, rest your head

I'm alone and sadness reigns in my heart
As long as we live, it won't go away
We are one but torn apart

Will you still wait for me?
Will you still cry for me?
Come and take my hand

Will you still wait for me?
Will you still cry for me?
Come and take my hand

Proudly it stands
Until the worlds end
The victorious banner of love

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One Week - Lyrics - Stunt - Barenaked Ladies

Title: One Week
Album: Stunt
Artist: Barenaked Ladies
Composer(s): Ed Robertson

Lyric:
It's been one week since you looked at me
Cocked your head to the side and said I'm angry
Five days since you laughed at me saying
Get that together come back and see me
Three days since the living room
I realized it's all my fault but couldn't tell you
Yesterday, you'd forgiven me
But it'll still be two days till I say I'm sorry

Hold it now and watch the hood wink
As I make you stop think
You'll think you're looking at aqua man
I summon fish to the dish although I like the Chalet Swiss
I like the Sushi 'cause it's never touched a frying pan
Hot like Wasabe when I bust rhymes
Big like Leann Rimes
Because I'm all about value
Bert Kaempfert's got the mad hits
You try to match wits, you try to hold me but I bust through
Gonna make a break and take a fake
I'd like a stinkin' achin' shake
I like vanilla, it's the finest of the flavors
Gotta see the show 'cause then you'll know
The vertigo is gonna grow
'Cause it's so dangerous
You'll have to sign a waiver

How can I help it if I think you're funny when you're mad?
Trying hard not to smile though I feel bad
I'm the kind of guy who laughs at a funeral
Can't understand what I mean? Well, you soon will
I have a tendency to wear my mind on my sleeve
I have a history of taking off my shirt

It's been one week since you looked at me
Threw your arms in the air and said you're crazy
Five days since you tackled me
I've still got the rug burns on both my knees
It's been three days since the afternoon
You realized it's not my fault not a moment too soon
Yesterday, you'd forgiven me
And now I sit back and wait till you say you're sorry

Chickity China of the Chinese chicken
You have a drumstick and your brain stops tickin'
Watchin' X files with no lights on
We're dans la maison
I hope the smoking man's in this one
Like Harrison Ford I'm getting frantic
Like Sting I'm Tantric
Like snickers guaranteed to satisfy
Like Kurasawa I make mad films
Okay, I don't make films
But if I did they'd have a Samurai
Gonna get a set of better clubs
Gonna find the kind with tiny nubs
Just so my irons aren't always flying off the back swing
Gotta get in tune with sailor moon
'Cause the cartoon has got the boom Anime Babes
That make me think the wrong thing

How can I help it if I think you're funny when you're mad?
Tryin' hard not to smile though I feel bad
I'm the kind of guy who laughs at a funeral
Can't understand what I mean?
Well, you soon will
I have a tendency to wear my mind on my sleeve
I have a history of losing my shirt

It's been one week since you looked at me
Dropped your arms to your sides and said I'm sorry
Five days since I laughed at you and said
You just did just what I thought you were gonna do
Three days since the living room
We realized we're both to blame
But what could we do?
Yesterday, you just smiled at me
'Cause it'll still be two days till we say we're sorry

It'll still be two days till we say we're sorry
It'll still be two days till we say we're sorry
Birch mount stadium, home of the Robbie

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Won'T Let You Down (Extended) - Lyrics - Chamillionaire

Title: Won'T Let You Down (Extended)
Artist: Chamillionaire
Composer(s): Kevin Cossom, Daniel Johnson, Hakeem Seriki

Lyric:
It seems that there's a deadly virus
That's sweeping through the urban community
The side-effects cannot often be seen
Because your pockets will not turn green

Some thought that there was no vaccine
But it seems that we have a cure
Chamillitary Mayne
Get off your couch and go get it

I'm up early in the morning
Thinking 'bout getting this money
All I know is I gotta get that paper
The hustlers told me, that I gotta get it, get it
Now I'm getting it the best way I know how

I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down

I'm up early than a mother
Chasing mine 'cause I'm a hustler
Then tomorrow everything is gonna rewind
Only seven days a week and 24 hours a day
That ain't enough for me so I ain't wasting time

'Cause only dreams come to sleepers
And my life ain't getting cheaper
So you know them dollar signs, they on my mind

When they ask me where I'm going?
I say you already know
I'm 'bout to hit the streets and go and get
What's mine, won't let you down

Dreams of having finer things
Riding blades and dreaming should
Make you wanna wake up and get it
In real life than see the wood

In your grip, if you slip and don't grab
What you see ain't good
Only place that you gonna be
Or ever see gonna be the hood

I'm up early in the morning
Thinking 'bout getting this money
All I know is I gotta get that paper
The hustlers told me, that I gotta get it, get it
Now I'm getting it the best way I know how

I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down

Boy that word ain't no excuse
You know what it mean to me
It means you passing over
Opportunities repeatedly

Write it on a piece of paper
Only thing I see is P
That paper, paper, paper chaser
Better thing for me to be

Now, my services ain't for free
Make that money multiply
Early in the morning I be gone
Chase with me, it ain't gonna be no tie

Try to explain and give 'em game
I don't know why I even try
You do the same if you was I
But you are you so you gonna lie

Make 'em think that you got cash
Tell them ladies you got slabs
Only thing you get is laughs
You can't even bring down half

Of the bill that's on that tab
Only thing wrong with being broke
Is staying broke and making excuses
'Bout it like there ain't no hope

I'm up early in the morning
Thinking 'bout getting this money
All I know is I gotta get that paper
The hustlers told me, that I gotta get it, get it
Now I'm getting it the best way I know how

I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down

In the hood, having no condition, I was having something
I remember it like it was yesterday
They was talking down on me and I lost a couple homies
I was getting mine while they used to play

They say I need to slow down
But I ain't slowing down for nothing
I don't wanna let the paper get away

So when I'm in the streets grinding
Ain't no need to be crying
The best way that you can help me is to pray
I won't let you down

Partners that was getting lazy
Females that was acting crazy
Them promoters that tried to play me
Mixtape labels that didn't pay me

My old homies that ain't around me
Dissing rappers that came to find me
Major labels that didn't sign me
Left all that nonsense behind me, I got paid

I'm up early in the morning
Thinking 'bout getting this money
All I know is I gotta get that paper
The hustlers told me, that I gotta get it, get it
Now I'm getting it the best way I know how

I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down

See, rich people ain't going to tell you how to get paid
And broke people act like they the richest people in the world
Always telling people with money how to get money
Always spending money that they thought they was gonna get
Buying things they can't afford, stop making excuses

If chronic smoke makes him sleepy
He's gonna tell ya he got chronic fatigue
If liquor makes him drowsy
He gonna say he got that gray goose disease

If women keep taking his money
He gonna tell ya he slipped off his sleeve
Whatever your weakness
Stop making excuses please

You should not be in couch or in house
You should be in route, if you gotta ask where?
Then that's the reason you ain't got nothing
You don't know how to listen, go get it

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Won'T Let You Down (Texas Remix) - Lyrics - Chamillionaire

Title: Won'T Let You Down (Texas Remix)
Artist: Chamillionaire
Composer(s): Kevin Cossom, Daniel Johnson, Hakeem Seriki

Lyric:
It seems that there's a deadly virus
That's sweeping through the urban community
The side-effects cannot often be seen
Because your pockets will not turn green

Some thought that there was no vaccine
But it seems that we have a cure
Chamillitary Mayne
Get off your couch and go get it

I'm up early in the morning
Thinking 'bout getting this money
All I know is I gotta get that paper
The hustlers told me, that I gotta get it, get it
Now I'm getting it the best way I know how

I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down

I'm up early than a mother
Chasing mine 'cause I'm a hustler
Then tomorrow everything is gonna rewind
Only seven days a week and 24 hours a day
That ain't enough for me so I ain't wasting time

'Cause only dreams come to sleepers
And my life ain't getting cheaper
So you know them dollar signs, they on my mind

When they ask me where I'm going?
I say you already know
I'm 'bout to hit the streets and go and get
What's mine, won't let you down

Dreams of having finer things
Riding blades and dreaming should
Make you wanna wake up and get it
In real life than see the wood

In your grip, if you slip and don't grab
What you see ain't good
Only place that you gonna be
Or ever see gonna be the hood

I'm up early in the morning
Thinking 'bout getting this money
All I know is I gotta get that paper
The hustlers told me, that I gotta get it, get it
Now I'm getting it the best way I know how

I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down

Boy that word ain't no excuse
You know what it mean to me
It means you passing over
Opportunities repeatedly

Write it on a piece of paper
Only thing I see is P
That paper, paper, paper chaser
Better thing for me to be

Now, my services ain't for free
Make that money multiply
Early in the morning I be gone
Chase with me, it ain't gonna be no tie

Try to explain and give 'em game
I don't know why I even try
You do the same if you was I
But you are you so you gonna lie

Make 'em think that you got cash
Tell them ladies you got slabs
Only thing you get is laughs
You can't even bring down half

Of the bill that's on that tab
Only thing wrong with being broke
Is staying broke and making excuses
'Bout it like there ain't no hope

I'm up early in the morning
Thinking 'bout getting this money
All I know is I gotta get that paper
The hustlers told me, that I gotta get it, get it
Now I'm getting it the best way I know how

I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down

In the hood, having no condition, I was having something
I remember it like it was yesterday
They was talking down on me and I lost a couple homies
I was getting mine while they used to play

They say I need to slow down
But I ain't slowing down for nothing
I don't wanna let the paper get away

So when I'm in the streets grinding
Ain't no need to be crying
The best way that you can help me is to pray
I won't let you down

Partners that was getting lazy
Females that was acting crazy
Them promoters that tried to play me
Mixtape labels that didn't pay me

My old homies that ain't around me
Dissing rappers that came to find me
Major labels that didn't sign me
Left all that nonsense behind me, I got paid

I'm up early in the morning
Thinking 'bout getting this money
All I know is I gotta get that paper
The hustlers told me, that I gotta get it, get it
Now I'm getting it the best way I know how

I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down

See, rich people ain't going to tell you how to get paid
And broke people act like they the richest people in the world
Always telling people with money how to get money
Always spending money that they thought they was gonna get
Buying things they can't afford, stop making excuses

If chronic smoke makes him sleepy
He's gonna tell ya he got chronic fatigue
If liquor makes him drowsy
He gonna say he got that gray goose disease

If women keep taking his money
He gonna tell ya he slipped off his sleeve
Whatever your weakness
Stop making excuses please

You should not be in couch or in house
You should be in route, if you gotta ask where?
Then that's the reason you ain't got nothing
You don't know how to listen, go get it

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Won'T Let You Down - Lyrics - The Ultimate Victory - Chamillionaire

Title: Won'T Let You Down
Album: The Ultimate Victory
Artist: Chamillionaire
Composer(s): Kevin Cossom, Daniel Johnson, Hakeem Seriki

Lyric:
It seems that there's a deadly virus
That's sweeping through the urban community
The side-effects cannot often be seen
Because your pockets will not turn green

Some thought that there was no vaccine
But it seems that we have a cure
Chamillitary Mayne
Get off your couch and go get it

I'm up early in the morning
Thinking 'bout getting this money
All I know is I gotta get that paper
The hustlers told me, that I gotta get it, get it
Now I'm getting it the best way I know how

I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down

I'm up early than a mother
Chasing mine 'cause I'm a hustler
Then tomorrow everything is gonna rewind
Only seven days a week and 24 hours a day
That ain't enough for me so I ain't wasting time

'Cause only dreams come to sleepers
And my life ain't getting cheaper
So you know them dollar signs, they on my mind

When they ask me where I'm going?
I say you already know
I'm 'bout to hit the streets and go and get
What's mine, won't let you down

Dreams of having finer things
Riding blades and dreaming should
Make you wanna wake up and get it
In real life than see the wood

In your grip, if you slip and don't grab
What you see ain't good
Only place that you gonna be
Or ever see gonna be the hood

I'm up early in the morning
Thinking 'bout getting this money
All I know is I gotta get that paper
The hustlers told me, that I gotta get it, get it
Now I'm getting it the best way I know how

I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down

Boy that word ain't no excuse
You know what it mean to me
It means you passing over
Opportunities repeatedly

Write it on a piece of paper
Only thing I see is P
That paper, paper, paper chaser
Better thing for me to be

Now, my services ain't for free
Make that money multiply
Early in the morning I be gone
Chase with me, it ain't gonna be no tie

Try to explain and give 'em game
I don't know why I even try
You do the same if you was I
But you are you so you gonna lie

Make 'em think that you got cash
Tell them ladies you got slabs
Only thing you get is laughs
You can't even bring down half

Of the bill that's on that tab
Only thing wrong with being broke
Is staying broke and making excuses
'Bout it like there ain't no hope

I'm up early in the morning
Thinking 'bout getting this money
All I know is I gotta get that paper
The hustlers told me, that I gotta get it, get it
Now I'm getting it the best way I know how

I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down

In the hood, having no condition, I was having something
I remember it like it was yesterday
They was talking down on me and I lost a couple homies
I was getting mine while they used to play

They say I need to slow down
But I ain't slowing down for nothing
I don't wanna let the paper get away

So when I'm in the streets grinding
Ain't no need to be crying
The best way that you can help me is to pray
I won't let you down

Partners that was getting lazy
Females that was acting crazy
Them promoters that tried to play me
Mixtape labels that didn't pay me

My old homies that ain't around me
Dissing rappers that came to find me
Major labels that didn't sign me
Left all that nonsense behind me, I got paid

I'm up early in the morning
Thinking 'bout getting this money
All I know is I gotta get that paper
The hustlers told me, that I gotta get it, get it
Now I'm getting it the best way I know how

I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down

See, rich people ain't going to tell you how to get paid
And broke people act like they the richest people in the world
Always telling people with money how to get money
Always spending money that they thought they was gonna get
Buying things they can't afford, stop making excuses

If chronic smoke makes him sleepy
He's gonna tell ya he got chronic fatigue
If liquor makes him drowsy
He gonna say he got that gray goose disease

If women keep taking his money
He gonna tell ya he slipped off his sleeve
Whatever your weakness
Stop making excuses please

You should not be in couch or in house
You should be in route, if you gotta ask where?
Then that's the reason you ain't got nothing
You don't know how to listen, go get it

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No Rest For The Wicked - Lyrics - IV - Godsmack

Title: No Rest For The Wicked
Album: IV
Artist: Godsmack
Composer(s): Salvatore P. Erna, Tony Rombola, Shannon Larkin, Rob Merrill

Lyric:
Walked the fine line slipped the edge under me
Rise above a suicide taking it outta me
Got a feeling it's going far away, yeah
Licking the wounds from yesterday

Gonna fly, takin' my time, strip down to nothing
Gonna try, but there's no rest for the wicked

Been through the skin of a dragon a thousand times
Yet every day I live for you, still I'm not alive
Got a feeling, I'm gonna fall away
Give me a sign one reason that I should stay

Gonna fly, takin' my time, strip down to nothing
Gonna try, but there's no rest for the wicked
Gonna fly, take my time, strip down to nothing
Gonna try, but there's no rest for the wicked

Are you ready to know just who I am?
Do you think you can make me a better man?
Crack me open, expose me to your ways?
But ignorance and arrogance are my ways, oh yeah
No rest for the wicked, baby

Gonna fly, take my time, strip down to nothing
Gonna try, but there's no rest for the wicked
Gonna fly, take my time, strip down to nothing
Gonna try, but there's no rest for the wicked

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Cemetery In My Mind - Lyrics - Midnight Oil

Title: Cemetery In My Mind
Artist: Midnight Oil
Composer(s): Robert Hirst, Peter Garrett, James Moginie

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Lyric:
Locked in the mall in a state of fright
Looking for salvation in a car headlight
But you can't have what you can't buy

Tomorrow is better than yesterday
Tomorrow is better than today
Tomorrow is better than yesterday they say

Cemetery in my mind
Cemetery in my mind
This must be my time

Wake work drink sleep retire
Tide comes up way too high
You can fall but can you rise

Cemetery in my mind
You can fall but can you rise
There's no pulse no sign of life
Cemetery in my mind

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Cloud Of Dust - Lyrics - Who Needs Pictures - Brad Paisley

Title: Cloud Of Dust
Album: Who Needs Pictures
Artist: Brad Paisley
Composer(s): Chris Dubois, Brad Paisley

Lyric:
West Texas forecast, more of the same
Sunny and mild, no chance to rain
That old John Deere tractor ain't moved in days
Oh, but he's out there climbin' back on
Because he's yet to admit that his crops are all gone

She stares out the window, fightin' back tears
And watches him wastin' his time in the fields
An' they're havin' problems payin' the bills
All she knows that it won't be long
Before the bank finally places a lien on the farm

And the tractor keeps rollin?
The dust rises high
Creating the only cloud in the sky
He?s holdin? his ground
But it?s gettin? tough
He?s keepin? his faith
In the Lord up above
Prayin? for rain
Through a cloud of dust

Yesterday somethin' in town caught his eye
The old hardware store, had a 'Help Wanted' sign
He thought about stoppin' but he drove on by
'Cause he just can't bear to let go
After all it's the only life he's ever known

And the tractor keeps rollin?
The dust rises high
Creating the only cloud in the sky
He?s holdin? his ground
But it?s gettin? tough
He?s keepin? his faith
In the Lord up above
Prayin? for rain
Through a cloud of dust

Yeah, he's holdin' his ground
But it's gettin' tough
He's keepin' his faith
In the Lord up above
Prayin' for rain
Through a cloud of dust

West Texas forecast, more of the same
Sunny and mild, no chance to rain

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Sunset Strip - Lyrics - America's Sweetheart - Courtney Love

Title: Sunset Strip
Album: America's Sweetheart
Artist: Courtney Love
Composer(s): Courtney Love, Patty Schemel, Jerry Best, Linda Perry

Lyric:
Sitting here on top of the world
I?ve got everything I ever need form this world
Oh, tonight
I got it right
Just one time

Cruising down the Sunset Strip
And there is nothing that?s not
That?s not within my grip
But tonight I can fly
I can fly, yeah

Look at me for the very last time
I?ve climbed so high
I?ve got no place left to climb
Man, I know no tomorrow

Oh, rock star, pop star
Everybody dies
All tomorrow?s parties
They have happened tonight
And I know that I won?t see tomorrow

Sitting on the Hollywood sign
Watching the girls get off the bus
Watching the danger in their eyes
And they leave with broken hearts
They?re shredded valentines

I came here from a dirty, dark street
There was no one there to protect me
To make the nightmares go away
It has to sparkle
It has to shine
So hollow

Look at me for the very last time
I?ve climbed so high
I?ve got no place left to climb
Man I know no tomorrow

Oh, rock star, pop star
Everybody dies
All tomorrow?s parties
They have happened tonight
And I know that I won?t see tomorrow

Turn off all the porno please
Been drowning here for days
Bad food, bad sex
Bad TV, Internet
Take all these stupid pills away

Flying down the Boulevard
I?m coming down so fast
I?m coming down so hard
And the doctor said
I can?t stop all those voices in your head

And I don?t sleep I never dream
And to shut them up
Now I just keep screaming
I run away, it?s the last time
It?s the last time

Look at me for the very last time
I?ve climbed so high
I?ve got no place left to climb
Now I know no tomorrow

Before the sparkle in my eyes turns to strychnine
While this beating heart is still a valentine
I?m gonna ride this thing until the wheels fall off
'Coz girls like me
We always get what we want
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Diamond hard promises and million dollar pills
All the nights we wasted in the Hollywood hills
'Coz we know we?re too good for tomorrow
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yesterday?s girl or tomorrow?s hot teens
Were you jerking off to her or were you jerking off to me?
And I know that I won?t know tomorrow

Yeah, you want my massive power
You want my throw-it-all-away
I?m throwing them out
It?s a wonder that you wait

Lawsuits, diamonds, guns 'n' rubies
Baby au revoir
You rock 'n' roll bitches
You can do what you want

You were made for me
And I was made for you
With the keys to the Bel-Air, the Chateau too
Your little sugar-coated world
It is rotten to the core
I didn?t know you were born without a soul

I?ve got voices screaming in my head
Are you jerking off in your bed?
It?s not punk, it?s not cool
It?s not even boring
And it?s not Eminem who?s gonna save me

It?s a real life they tried to steal my soul
I got pills when I?m famous
I got pills when you?re old
I got pills 'coz I?m blonde
I got pills 'coz you?re dead
I got pills 'coz I am the worst and best dressed

I got pills 'coz I feel more than 21
I got pills 'coz I know baby you?re not the one
I got pills for my coochie 'coz baby I?m sore
I got pills 'coz you?re fat
I got pills 'coz I?m bored

Cruising down the Sunset Strip
And there is nothing that?s not
That?s not within my grip
Oh, tonight I got it right
Just one time

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Comfort Eagle - Lyrics - Comfort Eagle - Cake

Title: Comfort Eagle
Album: Comfort Eagle
Artist: Cake
Composer(s): John Mccrea

Lyric:
We are building a religion
We are building it bigger
We are widening the corridors
And adding more lanes

We are building a religion
A limited edition
We are now accepting callers
For these pendant key chains

To resist it is useless
It is useless to resist it
His cigarette is burning
But he never seems to ash

He is grooming his poodle
He is living comfort eagle
You can meet at his location
But you better come with cash

Now his hat is on backwards
He can show you his tattoos
He is in the music business
He is calling you, "Dude!"

Now today is tomorrow
And tomorrow today
And yesterday is weaving in and out

And the fluffy white lines
That the airplane leaves behind
Are drifting right in front
Of the waning of the moon

He is handling the money
He's serving the food
He knows about your party
He is calling you, "Dude!"

Now do you believe
In the one big sign
The double wide shine
On the boot heels of your prime

Doesn't matter if you're skinny
Doesn't matter if you're fat
You can dress up like a sultan
In your onion head hat

We are building a religion
We are making a brand
We're the only ones to turn to
When your castles turn to sand

Take a bite of this apple
Mr. Corporate events
Take a walk through the jungle
Of cardboard shanties and tents

Some people drink Pepsi
Some people drink Coke
The wacky morning DJ
Says democracy's a joke

He says now do you believe
In the one big song
He's now accepting callers
Who would like to sing along

He says, do you believe
In the one true edge
By fastening your safety belts
And stepping towards the ledge

He is handling the money
He is serving the food
He is now accepting callers
He is calling me, "Dude!"

Do you believe
In the one big sign
The double wide shine
On the boot heels of your prime

There's no need to ask directions
If you ever lose your mind
We're behind you
We're behind you

And let us please remind you
We can send a car to find you
If you ever lose your way

We are building a religion
We are building it bigger

We are building a religion
A limited edition
We are now accepting callers
For these beautiful pendant key chains

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Ma Ma Ma - Lyrics - Joe Budden - Joe Budden

Title: Ma Ma Ma
Album: Joe Budden
Artist: Joe Budden
Composer(s): Yafeu Fula, Kotari Cox, Tyrone Wrice, Joe Budden, Joseph Kuleszynski, Bruce Washington, Tupac Shakur, Joseph Paquette, Rufus Cooper

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Lyric:
112, jump off
Yeah, y'know

You wanna get right, boo, headlights blue
Don't no other mami give me head like you
I get you in the club, sit right in the Rover
Now you ain't gotta pretend like you like the promoter
We could lamp in the 5 with my hand on yo' thigh
You goin' to sleep thinkin' that this can't be life
Don't mistake my talkin' modest
Still put you in the wild bedroom with the walk in closet

Bay, riverboats, if you wanna see water
Full length minks, get rid of that three quarter
Ex-man never had you feelin' that fly
Flat screens in the room with the ceiling that high
When them other cats call you, you can turn your phone off
New school your neck, take that herringbone off
Stretch 'Vee playin' Manhattan
System old school, play 'em and had 'em, we makin' it happen, oh yeah

Turn this off for a minute
We can do bigger things if you widdit
We can be me and you, I know you feel it
You can say, "La lala la, la la la la"
All you want, you can get it
You can have all my time, let's spend it
The way you do your thing, I can't forget it
Got me screamin', "Ma mama ma, ma ma ma ma"

Look, I need a wife too, feed her ice, blue
Got birds on the side, I don't treat 'em like you
I don't let 'em play with the wheel and when the check come
They already know they gotta pay for they meals
Say I'm, comin' at you with lines, think they lies
Just because I don't match your compatible sign
I'ma let the world see, other boos can't relate
Let you walk in front, make the other dudes hate

When I put it on you, you throw it right back
Who else you know gon' poke it like that?
And Ma I'm gon' show you like that, you be hollerin'
La lala la, la la la la, oh yeah, look
Private party, it's just me, you
And the new envy of ours, we won't be sorry
Scoop it, we can do the all from Harley
Y'all ask me hardly nah, I'm up to par

Turn this off for a minute
We can do bigger things if you widdit
We can be me and you, I know you feel it
You can say, "La lala la, la la la la"
All you want, you can get it
You can have all my time, let's spend it
The way you do your thing, I can't forget it
Got me screamin', "Ma mama ma, ma ma ma ma"

Look forget my miss, no let's remind miss
And I never let a clown disrespect my miss
I need dat in my life, a G might cry
But you the only one that ever get to see that side
Look, my lady fresh, we ain't gotta rush
We can take baby steps, that may be the best
Hate to repeat myself, I know I already told you
But Mom's sayin', "What's good? I'm tryin' to know you"

If you been for lookin' for the right one, well here he is
Ready to take things a little mo' serious
Ain't nervous no more, you heard it all before
Are you a Fifth Ave miss, but you workin' that velor?
Stop, I'm tired of trickin', I'm tired of pigeons
Need a house with acres to put my wife and kids in
Chefs are good when they gettin' right in the kitchen
Baby girl that's the life we'd be livin', over stand somethin'

Baby let me be with you more, hold you more
Let me get the chance, I can show you more
Let me get to know you more,
I'll be screamin' out, "La lala la, la la la la"
If I could, wife you out, ride this out
You're the only one I wouldn't ride without
I could show you what this life's about
I be screamin out, "Ma mama ma, ma ma ma ma"

Turn this off for a minute
We can do bigger things if you widdit
We can be me and you, I know you feel it
You can say, "La lala la, la la la la"
All you want, you can get it
You can have all my time, let's spend it
The way you do your thing, I can't forget it
Got me screamin, "Ma mama ma, ma ma ma ma"

Turn this off for a minute
We can do bigger things if you widdit
We can be me and you, I know you feel it
You can say, "La lala la, la la la la"
All you want, you can get it
You can have all my time, let's spend it
The way you do your thing, I can't forget it
Got me screamin, "Ma mama ma, ma ma ma ma"

This is the type of shit right here, listen
You gotta go to the car wash on this one
Hehe, you can't ride around dirty and dusty and shit
If it just went yesterday, when you wake up
Take it to the car wash, don't just get the exterior joint neither
We need the the the works, the thirty dollar joint
And we need to get the little tree to put up in the rear view
So it's smellin' nice and sexy like when they get inside

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Another Day Goes By - Lyrics - Dakota Moon

Title: Another Day Goes By
Artist: Dakota Moon
Composer(s): Andrew Logan, Mike More

Lyric:
Mr. Greene asked me yesterday
"Boy, what do you want to be?", yeah
With some work in ten years or so
You could be sitting here just like me, yeah
He said, "Your future looks crystal clear"
I just gotta get away from here

I want to be an eagle soaring high
Sign my name across the sky
I gotta break free before I die
Before another day
Before another day goes by
Oh yeah

My mother said just the other day
"Boy, get your feet on the ground", yeah
She looked at me in such a way
I said "Ma, oh please don't bring me down", no
I said "My future is crystal clear"
Just gotta get away from here

I want to be an eagle soaring high
Sign my name across the sky
I gotta break free before I die
Oh yeah
Before another day
Before another day goes by
Yeah
Goes by
Yeah yeah

Before I waste another minute
Live my life without me in it

I want to be an eagle soaring high
Sign my name across the sky
I gotta break free before I die
Before another day
Before another day goes by

I have got to be an eagle
As I am an eagle to stay, yeah
I know, I know, I got to be an eagle
Oh no, I got to be like an eagle flying through the air
I am gonna let them about destiny
See

Oh love, I got to be like an eagle flying free, yeah
I am gonna let nobody get the best of me
Oh love, I got to be like an eagle flying free, yeah
I am gonna let nobody get the best of me
Oh love, I got to be like an eagle flying free, yeah
I am gonna let nobody get the best of me

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