Same Old Stuff - Lyrics - Twelve Stops & Home - Feeling

Title: Same Old Stuff
Album: Twelve Stops & Home
Artist: Feeling
Composer(s): Ciaran Jeremiah, Kevin Jeremiah, Richard Jones, Daniel Sells, Paul Stewart

Lyric:
My love, look me in the eye, don't lie
What's eating you inside
I know someone said I ain't your kind
Who knows that maybe their right

Do you feel it in your bones?
And bones beneath your skin
And the blood that flows within
I thought it was obvious

My love, we're made of the same old stuff
Same old stuff, it's not hard
Just look at how close we are
Instead of how far

My love, we're made of the same old stuff
Same old stuff, it's not hard
Just look at how close we are
Instead of how far

So what tell me what you got to hide
Do we all get pulled back sometimes
You feel cold, you feel so low
Just the same as I

I feel it in my bones
And I feel it in my skin
And the blood that flows within
I thought it was obvious

My love we're made of the same old stuff
Same old stuff, it's not hard
Just look at how close we are
Instead of how far

I did it your way
Don't push it, baby
There's nothing more
Than bones and impressions now

Same old, same old, same old
There's nothing more
Same old, same old, same old
There's nothing more

My love it's time
My love
Same old, same old
Same, same old

Play the MP3 online for free!

1b4daf8a04a01f517ad001ea7b915de5

Take Me Away - Lyrics - Lindsay Lohan

Title: Take Me Away
Artist: Lindsay Lohan
Composer(s): Belinda Reid, Jessica Bennet, Andrew John Klippel, Jaclyn Pearson, Micaela Slayford, Barry Palmer

{AdsenseCode:2D080010-7055-443A-8D12-2B79DDC71256}

Lyric:
Yeah, yeah
Get up, get up, get out, move on, move on, there's no doubt
I'm all wrong, your right, it's all the same with you
I'm too thin, too fat, you ask why so why, so why, so why, so why
On and on and on and on, on and on and on and on

Don't want to grow up, I want to get out
Hey take me away, I want to shout out
Take me away, away, away, away, away

Round and round, here we again
Same old stuff, same old end
Turn my head and I turn back again
Same old stuff, never ends

Do this do that, can't deal, can't deal with that
I tune in, tune out, I've heard it all before
Hello, good bye, never asking me why, good bye, good bye, good bye
On and on and on and on, on and on and on and on

Don't want to grow up, I want to get out
Hey take me away, I want to shout out
Take me away, away, away, away, away

Don't want to grow up, I want to get out
Hey take me away, I want to shout out
Take me away, away, away, away, away

Don't want to grow up, I want to get out
Hey take me away, I want to shout out
Take me away, away, away, away, away

Round and round, here we again
Same old stuff, same old end
Turn my head and I turn back again
Same old stuff, never ends

Play the MP3 online for free!

d118f07cfc9156449a47eb83d786c8ec

Take Me Away - Lyrics - Christina Vidal

Title: Take Me Away
Artist: Christina Vidal
Composer(s): Belinda Reid, Jessica Bennet, Andrew John Klippel, Jaclyn Pearson, Micaela Slayford, Barry Palmer

Lyric:
Get up, get out
Move 'em, move 'em, there's no doubt
I'm all wrong, you're right
It's all the same with you

I'm too thin, too fat
You ask why
So why, so why?
So why, so why?

On and on
And on and on
On and on
And on and on

Don't wanna grow up
I wanna get out
Hey, take me away
I want to shout out
Take me away, away
Away, away, away

Round and round, here we go again
Same old start, same old end
Turn my head and turn back again
Same old stuff, never ends

Do this, do that
Can't deal, can't deal with that
I tune in, tune out
I've heard it all before

Hello, goodbye
Never asking me why
Goodbye, goodbye
Goodbye

On and on
And on and on
On and on
And on and on

Don't wanna grow up
I wanna get out
Hey, take me away
I want to shout out
Take me away, away
Away, away, away

Don't wanna grow up
I wanna get out
Hey, take me away
I want to shout out
Take me away, away
Away, away, away

Don't wanna grow up
I wanna get out
Hey, take me away
I want to shout out
Take me away, away
Away, away, away

Round and round, here we go again
Same old story, the same old end
Turn my head and turn back again
Same old stuff, never ends

Play the MP3 online for free!

cffb5ea7f17b21f60daeebe3788b6531

On Your Feet Or On Your Knees - Lyrics - Motorhead

Title: On Your Feet Or On Your Knees
Artist: Motorhead
Composer(s): Ian Fraser Kilmister, Micael Kiriako Delaoglou, Philip Anthony Campbell, Richard Burston Michael

Lyric:
I was looking at the TV news
People everywhere blowing a fuse
People everywhere under the gun
Little kids dying never had no fun

Human beings ain't got no brains
Think you're better but you're all the same
Think you're clever but you're all to blame
Here we are again ain't he same old frame

Shut up, I'm talkin' to you
It's on television so it must be true
And I can't play that game no more
Wake up and play it through
Kill the many to save the few
I know what the blind man sees
On your feet or on your knees

Headline terror crime on rise
Half ain't true and the rest is lies
Same smile on the same old face
Same old horse win the same old race

I wouldn't smile if I was you
Don¹t relax 'cause it ain't so new
Watch your back, light the light outside
Somebody comin' that you just can't bribe

Shut up, I'm talkin' to you
It's on television so it can't be true
But I can't believe their lies no more
Watch out, I'm comin' through
Boogey man gonna bite you too
I know what the blind man sees
On your feet or on your knees

I was reading some magazine
That was written for human beings
Can't believe the stuff I read
Human trash for the human head

You humans don't be so proud
You humans don't talk too loud
You humans just ain't too smart
It's enough to break my human heart

Listen up, I'm talkin' to you
Pay attention 'cause I mean you too
And I will tell you something now

Your values ain't worth a dime
Human rights just human crime
I know what the blind man sees
On your feet or on your knees

Play the MP3 online for free!

20eb59f46a37175d379212e79d3daf53

On Your Feet Or On Your Knees - Lyrics - Everything Louder Than Everyone Else (Live) - MotÖRhead

Title: On Your Feet Or On Your Knees
Album: Everything Louder Than Everyone Else (Live)
Artist: MotÖRhead
Composer(s): Ian Fraser Kilmister, Micael Kiriako Delaoglou, Philip Anthony Campbell, Richard Burston Michael

{AdsenseCode:2D080010-7055-443A-8D12-2B79DDC71256}

Lyric:
I was looking at the TV news
People everywhere blowing a fuse
People everywhere under the gun
Little kids dying never had no fun

Human beings ain't got no brains
Think you're better but you're all the same
Think you're clever but you're all to blame
Here we are again ain't he same old frame

Shut up, I'm talkin' to you
It's on television so it must be true
And I can't play that game no more
Wake up and play it through
Kill the many to save the few
I know what the blind man sees
On your feet or on your knees

Headline terror crime on rise
Half ain't true and the rest is lies
Same smile on the same old face
Same old horse win the same old race

I wouldn't smile if I was you
Don¹t relax 'cause it ain't so new
Watch your back, light the light outside
Somebody comin' that you just can't bribe

Shut up, I'm talkin' to you
It's on television so it can't be true
But I can't believe their lies no more
Watch out, I'm comin' through
Boogey man gonna bite you too
I know what the blind man sees
On your feet or on your knees

I was reading some magazine
That was written for human beings
Can't believe the stuff I read
Human trash for the human head

You humans don't be so proud
You humans don't talk too loud
You humans just ain't too smart
It's enough to break my human heart

Listen up, I'm talkin' to you
Pay attention 'cause I mean you too
And I will tell you something now

Your values ain't worth a dime
Human rights just human crime
I know what the blind man sees
On your feet or on your knees

Play the MP3 online for free!

82b85518c489b91ca8a1e7a18e2b4487

I Want It All - Lyrics - Eurythmics

Title: I Want It All
Artist: Eurythmics
Composer(s): Annie Lennox, David Stewart

Lyric:
I want it all
I want it all
I don't know what it is
But I want it all

I want it all
I want it all
I don't know what it is
But I want it all

And I want it now
And I want it now
I don't know what it is
But I want it now

And I want it now
And I want it now
I don't know what it is
But I want it now

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Gimme, gimme some more
Of the same old stuff
It don't make me happy
And it's never enough

Gimme, gimme some more
Of the same old stuff
It don't make me happy
And it's never enough

Peel back my skin
So that you can see
What I really am
The true color of me

Peel back my skin
So that you can see
What I really am
The true color of me

Yeah, yeah, yeah

I want it now
I want it now
I don't know what it is
I want it now

I want it now
I want it now
I don't know what it is
But I want it now

Yeah, yeah, yeah

I don't know what it is
I don't know what it is
I don't know what it is
...

Play the MP3 online for free!

6034ad6387b568d0675c2c91730dfe06

Six String Orchestra - Lyrics - Harry Chapin

Title: Six String Orchestra
Artist: Harry Chapin
Composer(s): Harry F. Chapin

Lyric:
The very day I purchased it
I christened my guitar
As my monophonic symphony
Six string orchestra
In my room I'd practice late
They'd leave me alone
My mother said, "You're nothing yet
To make the folks write home"

I'd play at all the talent nights
I'd finish, they'd applaud
Some called it muffled laughter
I just figured they were odd
So I went up for an encore
But they screamed they'd had enough
Or maybe I just need a group
To help me do my stuff

And so I'd dream a bass will join me
And fill the bottom in
And maybe now some lead guitar
So it would not sound so thin
I need some drums to set the beat
And help me keep in time
And way back in the distance
Some strings would sound so fine

And we would play together
Like fine musicians should
And it would sound like music
And the music would sound good
But in real life I'm stuck with
That same old formula
Me and my monophonic symphony
Six string orchestra

Oh, I write love songs for my favorite girl
And sing them soft and slow
But before I get to finish
She says she has to go
She's nice and says "Excuse me
I've got to find a bar
I think I need refreshment
For I hear you play guitar"

Oh I sent a demo tape I made
To the record companies
Two came back address unknown
One came back C.O.D
Of course I got form letters
All saying pleasant things
Like suggesting I should find a trade
Where I would not have to sing

And so I'd dream a bass will join me
And fill the bottom in
And maybe now some lead guitar
So it would not sound so thin
I need some drums to set the beat
And help me keep in time
And way back in the distance
Some strings would sound so fine

And we would play together
Like fine musicians should
And it would sound like music
And the music would sound good
But in real life I'm stuck with
That same old formula
Me and my monophonic symphony
Six string orchestra

I've been taking guitar lessons
But my teacher just took leave
It was something about a break down
Or needing a reprieve
I know I found my future
So I will persevere
And hold onto my dream of
Making music to their ears

And so I'd dream a bass will join me
And fill the bottom in
And maybe now some lead guitar
So it would not sound so thin
I need some drums to set the beat
And help me keep in time
And way back in the distance
Some strings would sound so fine

And we would play together
Like fine musicians should
And it would sound like music
And the music would sound good
But in real life I'm stuck with
That same old formula
Me and my monophonic symphony
Six string orchestra

Oh finger tip
Oh some day, I'm gonna be a star

Play the MP3 online for free!

0645d580403903c0142a6371bf2e05d0

All In All - Lyrics - Wayne

Title: All In All
Artist: Wayne
Composer(s): Rodney Reaves

Lyric:
Waiting at the door for some kind of life
But you never step outside
'Cause the fears you fight can turn the day to night

But only in your head
And you say you're the only one that knows
Well, I don't give in to that nobody but me stuff

I know where you go when you're down
(All in all it's the same old thing)
(Float around until you get pulled in)
That place where falling stars tear up the ground
(Gather it up and we leave it behind
(For someone else to see)
And pace around

Take it as it comes, you take it when you want
But don't waste a fight if it doesn't feel right
But dear God don't give up

Kisses on your hand
And slaps on your face is part of life
Everybody gets there share of both, love

I know where you go when you're down
(All in all it's the same old thing)
(Float around until you get pulled in)
That place where falling stars tear up the ground
(Gather it up and we leave it behind)
(For someone else to see)

I know where you go when you're down
(All in all it's the same old thing)
(Float around until you get pulled in)
That place where falling stars tear up the ground
(Gather it up and we leave it behind
(For someone else to see)
And pace around

Play the MP3 online for free!

b986c2a736bd7a8aadda0bcb91183191

Along Came Jones - Lyrics - George Jones

Title: Along Came Jones
Artist: George Jones
Composer(s): Jerry Leiber, Mike Stoller

Lyric:
Well, I plopped down in my easy chair
And turned on Channel Two
A bad gun slinger called Salty Sam
Was a chasin' poor Sweet Sue
He trapped her in the old sawmill
And he said with an evil laugh
If you don't gimme the deed to your ranch
I'll saw you all in half

And then he grabbed her
(And then)
He tied her up
(And then)
He turned on the buzz saw
(And then, and then)
Eh, eh and then along came Jones tall thin Jones
Slow walking Jones
(Deep voice)
Slow talking Jones along came long lean lanky, Jones

Well commercial came on
So I got up to get myself a snack
You should have seen what was going on
By the time I got back
Down in the old abandoned mine
Sweet Sue was a havin' fits
That villain said, "Gimme the deed to your ranch
Or I'll blow you all to bits"

And then he grabbed her
(And then)
He tied her up
(And then)
He lit the fuse to the dynamite
(And then and then)
Eh, eh and then along came Jones

Well, I got so bugged
I turned it off and turned on another show
But there was the same old
Shoot 'em up and the same old rodeo
Salty Sam was a tryin' to stuff
Sweet Sue in a burlap sack
He said, "If you don't give me the deed to your ranch
I'm gonna throw you on the railroad track"

And then he grabbed her
(And then)
He tied her up
(And then)
A train started coming
(And then and then)
Eh, eh and then along came Jones

Play the MP3 online for free!

0131602e99d290c8ab81cf84b66db8fa

I Love Christmas - Lyrics - Fan 3

Title: I Love Christmas
Artist: Fan 3
Composer(s): Allison J. Lurie, Paul Jason Robb

Lyric:
The first day of Christmas was pretty sweet
Got new clothes from my head to my feet
The second was even better then the first
I got a new phone with cool ring tones

On the 3rd came a cool new bag
Curtsy of my mom and my dad
The forth was tight got a cool new bike
It's crazy like 24 speeds

These 12 nights are going by so fast
Pretty soon Christmas will be in the past
'Cuz it really is my favorite time of the year
Snow on the ground and holiday cheer

Can't complain I got cool stuff this year
Santa really hooked me up
When it's gone I'm really gonna miss this
Boy do I love Christmas

Hey, hey, hey, I'm kickin' it Christmas day
Ho, ho, ho, here comes Christmas here we go
Hey, hey, hey, I'm kickin' Christmas day
Ho, ho, ho, here comes Christmas here we go

Hey big crusher I thought this was a Christmas joint
Where's the sleigh bells
Yeah, that's what I'm talking about

On the fifth Santa was super cool
Gave me and my fam a cool new pool
On the six I got some drums
Man is Christmas so much fun

7th and the 8th was okay
The 9th was plain same old same
On the tenth I got monopoly
11th and 12th spent with the family

These 12 nights are going by so fast
Pretty soon Christmas will be in the past
'Cuz it really is my favorite time of the year
Snow on the ground and holiday cheer

Can't complain I got cool stuff this year
Santa really hooked me up
When it's gone I'm really gonna miss this
Boy do I love Christmas

Hey, hey, hey, I'm kickin' it Christmas day
Ho, ho, ho, here comes Christmas here we go
Hey, hey, hey, I'm kickin' Christmas day
Ho, ho, ho, here comes Christmas here we go

So it's all about the stuff
It's not about the stuff
The love the family stuffs not enough

Hey, hey, hey, I'm kickin' it Christmas day
Ho, ho, ho, here comes Christmas here we go
Hey, hey, hey, I'm kickin' Christmas day
Ho, ho, ho, here comes Christmas here we go

Play the MP3 online for free!

f4c614cffb5c3c5499b570bf707a170c

Serve Yourself - Lyrics - John Lennon

Title: Serve Yourself
Artist: John Lennon
Composer(s): John Lennon

{AdsenseCode:2D080010-7055-443A-8D12-2B79DDC71256}

Lyric:
You say, you found Jesus Christ
He's the only one
You say, you've found Buddha
Sittin' in the sun

You say, you found Mohammed
Facin' to the East
You say, you found Krishna
Dancin' in the streets

Well there's somethin' missing in this God Almighty stew
And it's your mother
(Your mother, don't forget your mother, lad)
You got to serve yourself
Ain't nobody gonna do it for you

You got to serve yourself
Ain't nobody gonna do it for you
Well, you may believe in devils and you may believe in Lords
But if you don't go out and serve yourself, lad
Ain't no room service here

It's still the same old story
A bloody Holy War
A fight for love and glory
Ain't gonna study war no more

A fight for God and country
We're gonna set you free
We'll put you back in the stone Age
If you won't be like me, get it?

You got to serve yourself
Ain't nobody gonna do for you
You got to serve yourself
Ain't nobody gonna do for you
Well you may believe in devils and you may believe in Lords

But Christ, you're gonna have to serve yourself
And that's all there is to it
So get right back here it's in the bloody fridge
God, when I was a kid

Didn't have stuff like this
TV-fuckin' dinners and all that crap
You fuckin' kids are all the fuckin' same!
Want a fuckin' car now, lucky to have a pair of shoes!

You tell me, you found Jesus Christ
Well that's great and he's the only one
You say, you just found Buddha
Sittin' on his ass in the sun

You say, you found Mohammed
Kneeling on a bloody carpet facin' the East
You say, you found Krishna
With a bald head dancin' in the street
(Well, Christ, now you're being heard)

You got to serve yourself
Ain't nobody gonna do for you
You got to serve yourself
Ain't nobody gonna do for you
(That's right, lad, you better get that straight into your fuckin' head)
You got to serve yourself
(You know that, who else is gonna do it for you, it ain't me, I tell you that)

Well, you may believe in Jesus and you may believe in Marx
And you may believe in Marks and Spencer's
And you may believe in bloody Woolworths
But there's something missing in this whole bloody stew

And it's your mother, your poor bloody mother
(She what bore you in the back bedroom
Full of piss and shit and fuckin' midwives
God, you can't forget that awful moment
You know, you should have been in the bloody war, lad
And you would know all about it, well, I'll tell you something)

It's still the same old story
A Holy bloody War, you know with the Pope and all that stuff
A fight for love and glory
Ain't gonna study no more war

A fight for God and country and the Queen and all that
We're gonna set you free
Bomb you back into the fuckin' Stone Age
If you won't be like me, you know, get down on your knees and pray

Well there's somethin' missing in this God Almighty stew
And it's your goddamn mother you dirty little git
Now get in there and wash yer ears!

Play the MP3 online for free!

7407aceba5da40150945731d6594779f

I'M Tired Of Your Stuff - Lyrics - John Hiatt

Title: I'M Tired Of Your Stuff
Artist: John Hiatt
Composer(s): John Hiatt

{AdsenseCode:2D080010-7055-443A-8D12-2B79DDC71256}

Lyric:
You been slippin' around a bit
You been sayin' things that just don't fit

You been handin' me the same old line
About the proper place and the proper time

You been tellin' me a bunch of lies
I bet you thought that I was hypnotized

Well, my eyes is wide open and I can see
You been tryin' to make a fool of me

I'm gettin' sick, I've had enough
I'm tired of your stuff

I know you think that you're a movie queen
Well, I'm fed up with all your Hollywood dreams

You're just an actress full of double talk
An angel's smile and a devil's walk

I know you think I can't walk out the door
But honey, I've seen this movie before

Well, my eyes is wide open and I can see
You been tryin' to make a fool of me

I'm gettin' sick, I've had enough
I'm tired of your stuff

Now I'm tryin' to get some sleep, but I can't get no rest
You got my head all in a mess

I'd count the sheep but they all leavin' town
And you're the wolf that run my dreams around

But, I'll be sleepin' for a week or two
Just as soon as I get rid of you

Well, my eyes is wide open and I can see
You been tryin' to make a fool of me

I'm gettin' sick, I've had enough
I'm tired of your stuff

Play the MP3 online for free!

7ff8aef13cc2ff255c44ee765d4f950c

Right In The Middle - Lyrics - Dance With My Father - Luther Vandross

Title: Right In The Middle
Album: Dance With My Father
Artist: Luther Vandross
Composer(s): Reed Philip Vertelney, Luther Vandross

{AdsenseCode:2D080010-7055-443A-8D12-2B79DDC71256}

Lyric:
If you always do what you?ve always done
You?ll always get the same old stuff
Life can treat you good, then turn as cold as ice
And believe me when I tell you
This thing called love, for sure is like most things in life

Not all bad, not all good
(It?s just something that I believe)
Not all cold, not all hot
(Yeah, I like that, not all hot)

Not all bitter, not all sweet
(Sounds all right to me)
So don?t miss all the good, waiting for the best
There?s still happiness, right in the middle

Perfect love sounds real nice
But that never seemed to happen
With any relationship of mine
It was always up and down, in then out

And after the last goodbye
I still didn?t know what it was all about
You get disappointed if it ain?t bliss all the time
And you get so annoyed
It can?t feel the same every night, love it

Not all bad, not all good
(I?m tryin? to tell you that it?s)
Not all high, not all low
(Not all high and not all low)

Not all heaven, not all hell
And as far as I, as far as I can tell
It?s not some prize you win
You don?t have a thing to prove
Just enjoy the groove right in the middle

?Cause I?ve learned when it comes to love
It?s the exact same reality
That?s why they say, ?Que sera, sera?
Which means, whatever?s gonna be is gonna be
Whatever?s gonna be is gonna be
Whatever?s gonna be is gonna be

Not all bad, not all good
(I need somebody to understand)
Not all sunshine, not all rain
(You know that too much of a good thing is really no good)

Not all laughter, not all tears
(I?m only trying to tell you)
To let your good times roll, keep your self control
And there?s a lotta soul, right in the middle

Right in the middle
In the middle, in the middle
Right in the middle
Right in the middle

It's right in there, baby
Don't you know?
Don't you know?
Right in the middle

In the middle, in the middle, in the middle
Right in the middle
Right in the middle

Middle, middle, middle
Right in the middle

Play the MP3 online for free!

822d249d1853c287f6c2afc3a8692e9e

Respect For The Sleepers (Demo) - Lyrics - Alice Cooper

Title: Respect For The Sleepers (Demo)
Artist: Alice Cooper
Composer(s): Alice Cooper, Michael Bruce

Lyric:
Well I don't really know my self
'Cause I ain't I really tried
Rutting leaning on that crazy stuff
Too many friends have died

Got respect for the sleepers
But the sleepers

I'll be buried in the same old way
But probably not for years
Yeah, I'll be buried in the same old way
From TV whiskey and beer

Got respect for the sleepers
But the sleepers are dead

Well I don't really know my self
'Cause I ain't I really tried
But falling on that crazy stuff
Too many friends have died

Got respect for the sleepers
All the sleepers are dead
Yeah, they're dead

Play the MP3 online for free!

77869de120d69bf14e757c30f937dd62

Tales Of Glory - Lyrics - Motorhead

Title: Tales Of Glory
Artist: Motorhead
Composer(s): Ian Kilmister, Clarke Brian Robertson

{AdsenseCode:2D080010-7055-443A-8D12-2B79DDC71256}

Lyric:
I can't believe the tales you tell me
I ain't buying the stuff you sell me
Listen baby, I'm telling you what
You think I'm sold but maybe I'm not

You tell me tales of glory
But I know, whoa, babe, it's the same old story

You think I'm gonna fall for you
You reckon that I'm going right through
But I ain't no adolescent
I'm just gonna keep you guessing

You ain't gonna stitch me up
You'll find that I'm real bad luck
I'm gonna leave you, babe
But think of the money you'll save

You tell me tales of glory
But I know, whoa babe, it's the same old story

Leave me out, leave me out
Sick and tired without a doubt
Get me out, get me out
Let me out of here

Leave me out, leave me out
Sick and tired without a doubt
Get me out, get me out
Let me out of here

Endlessly, endlessly
Your mouth won't set me free
Endlessly, endlessly
Rabbit in my ear

Play the MP3 online for free!

10b529a5525554d89f5edb77801eef95

Girlfriend - Lyrics - Jesus And Mary Chain

Title: Girlfriend
Artist: Jesus And Mary Chain
Composer(s): William Reid

Lyric:
Don't wanna hear 'bout your sins
Dirty little stories about needles and skin
Don't wanna hear 'bout how you scored
The guys who tripped, how you're dress got torn

Don't wanna speak in the same old tongue
Don't wanna bite and I don't want burned
Don't wanna live in the same old place
Got new ideas and I got new taste

Come on, you are my friend
Some things will never end
We done our time and we had some fun
I want to get things done

Don't wanna hear 'bout your sins
Dirty little stories 'bout needles and skin
Don't wanna hear 'bout that stuff
You've done too much but it's not enough

One more kiss turns to one more hit
Well, I don't feel like kissing on it
One more hit turns to one more crash
You move too slow but it's much too fast

Come on, you are my friend
Some things will never end
We done our time and we had some fun
My life has just begun

Play the MP3 online for free!

5f4ab8cc004f9071fd2b859d24c7ac14

Just Another Day - Lyrics - Get In Where You Fit In - Too $Hort

Title: Just Another Day
Album: Get In Where You Fit In
Artist: Too $Hort
Composer(s): Quincy Jones, Vaughn Mason, Todd Shaw

Lyric:
I woke up one day in Vacaville
Round the corner from the pen
Fat house on the hill
All the homies in the pen straigt locked down
But I gotta get dressed and hit the oaktown
I called Randy Olson on the telephone
Early in the mornin but he still ain't home
So I called Ant Banks to see what's up
He said meet me at the studio at two o'clock
I got dressed, smokin on some serious dank
Grabbed my keys off the table and a bid ol bank
I hit interstate 80 and I'm rollin
Joint's still burnin and I'm smokin'
I was on my way to San Jose
To the stero shop that make my music play
Cause one amp shut down and the bass ain't playin
Didn't take long, for Joel and Janks to have me slumpin'
So I called up Boo, what's up nigga what you bout to do
He said, just kickin' back waitin on the fellas
Bout to go eat at Della's
I said it sure sounds good to me
I can't go tho, gotta hit Myrtle Street
Passed the acorns on my way, bitch. it's just anotha day

Big Banks came through and started mixin
Sittin in the studio kick back listenin
To some funky ass shit from the dangerous crew
Debbie D came through, with FM Blue
Shorty B rolled up smokin' fat ones
Pee-Wee had a crew in the back room
Goldie had the tramps givin head breakin off
Rap and rhyme that diddley-dog
Twin one and two is tellin stories
Bout beatin down niggas for the glory
Had to catch a plane that night and roll out of town
Everybody gettin high tryin hard to clown
I had to go shop fo its time to leave
I dipped to the mall, flipped me some jeans
Rolled on out like a playa
Hot ass day, bitches everywhere
I'm leanin' hard to the left like a big shot
Checkin out the hoes seein who'll get knocked
Cause when you fuck with $hort you get fucked quick
I rub some cum on ya ass and make ya suck dick
Ride through the old scene beamin it slow
Talkin that shit five niggas on the four
Drive crazy, tryin to tear up shit
It's just anotha day in Oakland bitch

It was me, Jaque, Beamin and Tilo
Boo-kicke slow-motion and PO
Spud, Ju-Ju, Frog and Big-E
Gettin high on our street
Bug, Joe-A, Ce-Ce and Mark
Rollin four deep from SobranI Park
Howard came through from the B-Town
Motherfuckas gettin high it's goin down
It's the same everyday everyday it's the same
But that night we hit the hoop game
Who was playin Seattle versus Golden State
Hollered at the home boy Gary Payton
After the game, we went to his house
NBA Jams, turned us out
Niggas talkin bout slammin bones
Any kinda way to get your gamble on
Bet, all you kept hearin was bet
Dice game on the pool table fuck that shit
I ain't goin outa town broke
I gotta have a bank get some dank to smoke
Think I'm gamblin, you must be insane
It started gettin late I had to catch that plane
So I cut to the airport
Just anotha day for Too Short

I was high as fuck on the airplane
Thinkin to myself about a street gang
How a black man'll do you in a minute
Walk around the corner see some shit and get in it
How the police always tryin to catch us
Fell asleep and woke up in Houston, Texas
Gangtas ass niggas from the fifth and the third
Take yo ass there nigga fuck what ya heard
Next night we did a show, in New Orleans
Same gangstas same old scene
Yellin at seventh at ninth ward
I see my homies from the third and the fourth
It was me Big Dog and the eight guard posse
Havin fun and you just can't stop me
I did a show in Birmingham, Alabama
Then caught a plane in Atlanta
I heard about the motherfuckin freaknick
Popped that pussy hole fuck that weak shit
You shoulda seen all the bitches on the street
Niggas from Detroit was deep
All my patnas from the 'O' flew up
And they was slangin that danky stuff
Gettin high with some brothers from MiamI and Cleveland
Kickin back talkin bout we ain't leavin

Play the MP3 online for free!

418e34060dfaa999d1e813a1b411ccb9

Shut Up - Lyrics - Elephunk - Black Eyed Peas

Title: Shut Up
Album: Elephunk
Artist: Black Eyed Peas
Composer(s): William Adams, Jaime Luis Gomez, George Jr Pajon

Lyric:
Shut up, just shut up, shut up
Shut up, just shut up, shut up
Shut up, just shut up, shut up
Shut it up, just shut up, shut up

Shut up, just shut up, shut up
Shut up, just shut up, shut up
Shut up, just shut up, shut up
Shut it up, just shut up, shut up

We try to take it slow
But we're still losin' control
And we try to make it work
But it still ends up the worst
And I'm crazy for tryin' to be your lady
I think I'm going crazy

Girl, me and you were just fine, you know
We wined and dined
Did them things that couples do when in love, you know
Walks on the beach and stuff, you know

Things that lovers say and do
I love you boo, I love you too
I miss you a lot, I miss you even more
That's why I flew you out when we was on tour

But then something got out of hand
You start yellin' when I would bring friends
Even though I had legitimate reasons, bull shit
You know I have to make them dividends, bull shit

How could you trust your private eyes girl?
That's why you don't believe my lies and quick to say
Shut up, just shut up, shut up
Shut it up, just shut up, shut up

We try to take it slow
But we're still losin' control
And we try to make it work
But it still ends up the worst
And I'm crazy for tryin' to be your lady
I think I'm going crazy

Why does emotion gotta move so fast?
Love is progress if you could make it last
Why is it that you just lose control
Every time you agree on takin' it slow?

So why does it got to be so damn tough?
'Cause fools in lust could never get enough of love
Showing the love that you be giving
Changing up your living for a loving transition

Girl, it's a mission tryin' to get you to listen
Two mad at each other has become our tradition
You yell, I yell, everybody yells
Got neighbors across the street sayin'

"Who the hell? What the hell's going down?"
Too much of the bickering, kill it with the sound and
Shut up, just shut up, shut up
Shut it up, just shut up, shut up

We try to take it slow
But we're still losin' control
And we try to make it work
But it still ends up the worst
And I'm crazy for tryin' to be your lady
I think I'm going crazy

Shut up, just shut up, shut up
Shut up, just shut up, shut up
Shut up, just shut up, shut up
Shut it up, just shut up, shut up

Shut up, just shut up, shut up
Shut up, just shut up, shut up
Shut up, just shut up, shut up
Shut it up, just shut up, shut up

Girl, our love is dying
Why did you stop trying?
I never been a quitter
But I do deserve better

Believe me, I will do better
Let's forget the past and start this new plan
Why? 'Cause it's the same old routine
And then next week I hear them scream

Girl, I know you're tired of the things they say
You're damn right, 'cause I heard them
Lame dame excuses just yesterday
That was a different thing, no it ain't
That was a different thing, no it ain't
That was a different thing

It was the same damn thing
Same ass excuses, boy you're useless, whoa

Shut up, just shut up, shut up
Shut up, just shut up, shut up
Shut up, just shut up, shut up
Shut it up, just shut up, shut up

Shut up, just shut up, shut up
Shut up, just shut up, shut up
Shut up, just shut up, shut up
Shut it up, just shut up, shut up

Stop the talking, baby or I start walking, baby
Stop the talking, baby or I start walking, baby
Stop the talking, baby or I start walking, baby
...

Is that all there is?
Is that all there is?
Is that all there is?
...

Shut up, just shut up, shut up
Shut up, just shut up, shut up
Shut up, just shut up, shut up
Shut it up, just shut up, shut up
...

Is that all there is?
Is that all there is?
Is that all there is?
Is that all there is?

Play the MP3 online for free!

01718fa230d768c10d20873a92ad5c2a

Neon Nights - Lyrics - Accept

Title: Neon Nights
Artist: Accept
Composer(s): Robert Smith-Diesel, Udo Dirkscheider, Peter Baltes, Deaffy Wolf Hoffmann, Stefan Kaufman

Lyric:
When the day is done the night rolls in
Lonely lovers come alive
Like a heartbeat in a world of sin
Cruising around hungry eyes

Like a midnight train going nowhere
Fading dreams of the city
Penthouse beds, sweet love affairs
Crimes of passion for the pretty

Man in blue on his beat
Unseen faces in the streets

Neon nights, neon nights, endless flame
Neon nights, neon nights, never change
Neon nights, neon nights, endless flame
Neon nights, neon nights

Red eye whiskey and lady luck
Have always been good friends
Their love is pain, the same old stuff
Always alone in the end

Could they be me and you
Watching how the nights move

Neon nights, neon nights, endless flame
Neon nights, neon nights, never change
Neon nights, neon nights, endless flame
Neon nights, neon nights

Neon nights, neon nights, endless flame
Neon nights, neon nights, never change
Neon nights, neon nights, endless flame
Neon nights, neon nights

Neon nights, neon nights
Neon nights, neon nights
Neon nights, neon nights
...

Play the MP3 online for free!

38559a1b2d2faf3f37de75df12dce8f2

All This Time - Lyrics - Rachael Lampa

Title: All This Time
Artist: Rachael Lampa
Composer(s): Ian Buchanan Fitchuk, Rachael Lampa, Tommy L Sims

Lyric:
It's taken me all this time to see the sun
It's taken me all these roads to learn how to run
Until' the rain has wash away the stuff I thought I knew
All that's left of me is you

I've been sweepin' around this room with a fine tooth broom
Still don't have a clue
I've been searchin' for signs of life but nothings comin' through
I've been flippin' through pages full of golden rules
A wealth of tiny truths
Trippin' over the same old things, I thought I'd long since moved

I believe in the helpin' hand, my fellow man
And the fail-safe love thy neighbor plan?
The promise, the creed, the other cheek, so help me
I need to get to you

It's taken me all this time to see the sun
It's taken me all these roads to learn how to run
Until' the rain has wash away the stuff I thought I knew
And all that's left of me is you

You've been pavin' the way, makin' it straight
The path has been cleared
I've been a little hesitant but you still find me here
You've been floodin' my thoughts
Now I'm breakin' the locks, makin' my way through
I can see to the other side and I'm so glad it's you

I believe in the one about reachin' out, livin' loud
And all my doubts I believe in
What I can't do and I believe, I believe in you

It's taken me all this time to see the sun
It's taken me all these roads to learn how to run
Until' the rain has wash away the stuff I thought I knew
And all that's left of me is you

I believe I can overcome
The things that have been left undone
I believe I have a place to go
Somehow I know, I will get to you

It's taken me all this time to see the sun
It's taken me all this time to see the sun
It's taken me all this time to see the sun
...

Play the MP3 online for free!

8fd4f2f2b9a1d7092df634f83654408c