Dustman - Lyrics - Happy Mondays

Title: Dustman
Artist: Happy Mondays
Composer(s): Paul Davies, Gary Whelan, Mark Day, Shaun Ryder, Paul Ryder

Lyric:
It took three million years to meet Mr.Helpful
But now that I've meet him I'm extremely doubtful
Are you healthy? Well I just eat fruit
But I tell you man, it just don't suit

Slimy bug eyed mung worm
At the bottom of the puddle
Lay on its back, talking twaddle
The bottom of the puddle

You're that big bug eyed mung worm at the bottom of the puddle
Lay on its back and you're talking pure twaddle
It's my turn now and there's always a houseful
Saying the right thing is always a mouthful

It took three million years to meet Mr. Moonlight
To finally ask him, to put everything right
Do you know that? I bet you do
Do you need that? I am just like you

Slimy bug eyed mung worm
At the bottom of the puddle
Lay on its back, talking twaddle
The bottom of the puddle

It took three million years, now it's my turn to see, yeah
I gotta go back, I go fuck if you leavin'
Do you know that? I bet you do
Do you need it? Well I'm just like you

Slimy bug eyed mung worm
At the bottom of the puddle
Lay on its back, talking twaddle
The bottom of the puddle

You're that big bug eyed mung worm at the bottom of the puddle
Lay on its back and you're talking pure twaddle
To make you more slimy, drink olive oil
It gives me pure headaches when you're cooking with foil

Miserable

Do you know that? I bet you do
(Slimy bug eyed mung worm)
Do you need it? Well, I'm just like you
(At the bottom of the puddle)
Are you healthy? I just eat fruit
(Lay on its back, talking twaddle)
But I can tell you man, it just don't suit me
(The bottom of the puddle)

Living at the bottom
The bottom of the puddle
Mung worm at the bottom
The bottom of the puddle

Oh, do you know that? I bet you do
(Slimy bug eyed mung worm)
Do you need it? Well, I'm just like you
(At the bottom of the puddle)
Are you healthy? I just eat fruit
(Lay on its back, talking twaddle)
But I tell you man, it just don't suit me
(The bottom of the puddle)

Living at the bottom
The bottom of the puddle

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Bring It Back - Lyrics - Tha Carter - Lil' Wayne

Title: Bring It Back
Album: Tha Carter
Artist: Lil' Wayne
Composer(s): Dwayne Michael Carter, Byron Thomas

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Lyric:
Ladies and gentlemen
People with jobs, people without jobs
Middle class, upper class, high class, all that
Cats, snakes, chickens, ducks, elderly people and twerkers
I present this to you

DJ [Incomprehensible]
DJ [Incomprehensible]

Young ladies
Put ya hands on ya knees and bend ya rump
Put ya back in, back out, do the hump
Put ya hands on ya knees and bend ya rump
Put ya back in, back out, do the hump

Well, I'm fly as son of a gun, son of a Stunner
Get high as a 757 goin' to heaven, no
Whizzy F, yo reverend, preach about me
I'm the God 1-7 Apple and E

I'm the cash, money, Makaveli y'all ain't ready
Break fast like Tom Petty, y'all just petty
82' I was born ready, I'm too ready
Y'all Betty Crocker balla blockas, I'm too heavy

Meatball, Lamborghini, top spaghetti
Seats, Ragu, up 20 inch shoes
Oh, me and you got plenty to do
I don't need no pool, I'm swimmin' in you

And I sleep with the sharks, shorty on the water, water
And I be ma 8 20- 40 mama, shake sumthin' for me
And it don't make sense if it don't make that money
I'ma take that money, I'm strung for cash

Young ladies
Put ya hands on ya knees and bend ya rump
Put ya back in, back out, do the hump
Put ya hands on ya knees and bend ya rump
Put ya back in, back out, do the hump

I bring it back to the bottom of the map
I bring it back to the bottom of the map
I bring it back to the bottom of the map
I bring it back to the bottom of the map

I take off my brim
Moment of silence for the homeboy so slim, yeah
Frontin' 'round here will get ya back chopped off
We do our own thing, we don't act like y'all

I say black white walls with the back swiped off
Ah, y'all little bustas just a tax write off
I'm a stand up guy, not the type that fall
We don't breed them kind but they bleed just fine

Yup, Whizzy the down, only read between the line
If you can't boy, read ma nine
I'm goin' hard in the paint like diesel time
Either I'm the illest cat doin' it or these cats is losin' it

I'll be easy, fall back and be cool with it
If Paul Barrer is movin' it, dead float, I'm through with it
I'm the shh, na, na, I'm sewerage
Whizzy F, baby, I do this here

Young ladies
Put ya hands on ya knees and bend ya rump
Put ya back in, back out, do the hump
Put ya hands on ya knees and bend ya rump
Put ya back in, back out, do the hump

I bring it back to the bottom of the map
I bring it back to the bottom of the map
I bring it back to the bottom of the map
I bring it back to the bottom of the map

I get my old school gangsta' map like the 80's
I look like Cita and act like Baby Gal
You play with me, I'll react like the navy
Ya betta get the army, y'all gone need them for me

And ya head is a bleepin' target
Y'all want me to see you with my peekin' tourmis
Wizzle fizzle, I keep in New Orleans
Sleepin' with women that sleep with the Hornets

A country boy is sumthin' foreign
'Bout a hundred thousand more than what you're in
You're not 'bout it, you freeze up like popsicles
Pop up on bicycles, pop y'all like spot pimples

Yup, wizzle fizzle, original hot bizzle
Still Lil' Wayne but da dividend's not little
Yeah, don't be suprised how the chrome feel
Get down, get down, man, I'm [Incomprehensible]

Young ladies
Put ya hands on ya knees and bend ya rump
Put ya back in, back out, do the hump
Put ya hands on ya knees and bend ya rump
Put ya back in, back out, do the hump

I bring it back to the bottom of the map
I bring it back to the bottom of the map
I bring it back to the bottom of the map
I bring it back to the bottom of the map

[Incomprehensible] the best rapper alive
Since the best rapper retired
The best rapper alive
Since the best rapper retired

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Forgotten - Lyrics - Hybrid Theory - Linkin Park

Title: Forgotten
Album: Hybrid Theory
Artist: Linkin Park
Composer(s): Chester Bennington, Dave Farrell, Mike Shinoda, Rob Bourdon, Brad Delson, Joseph Hahn, Mark Wakefield

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Lyric:
From the top to the bottom, bottom to top, I stop
At the core I?ve forgotten, in the middle of my thoughts
Taken far from my safety, the picture's there
The memory won't escape me, but why should I care?

From the top to the bottom, bottom to top, I stop
At the core I?ve forgotten, in the middle of my thoughts
Taken far from my safety, the picture's there
The memory won't escape me, but why should I care?

Theres a place so dark you can't see the end
Skies cock back and shock that which can't defend
The rain then sends dripping, acidic questions, forcefully
The power of suggestion, then with the eyes shut

Looking through the rust and rot and dust
A small spot of light floods the floor
And pours over the rusted world of pretend
And the eyes ease open and it's dark again

From the top to the bottom, bottom to top, I stop
At the core I?ve forgotten, in the middle of my thoughts
Taken far from my safety, the picture's there
The memory won't escape me, but why should I care?

In the memory you'll find me, eyes burning up
The darkness holding me tightly, until the sun rises up

Moving all around, screaming of the ups and downs
Pollution manifested in perpetual sound the wheels go round
And the sunset creeps behind street lamps
Chain link and concrete

A little piece of paper with a picture drawn
Floats on down the street till the wind is gone
And the memory now is like the picture was then
When the paper's crumpled up, it can?t be perfect again

From the top to the bottom, bottom to top, I stop
At the core I?ve forgotten, in the middle of my thoughts
Taken far from my safety, the picture's there
The memory won't escape me, but why should I care?

From the top to the bottom, bottom to top, I stop
At the core I?ve forgotten, in the middle of my thoughts
Taken far from my safety, the picture's there
The memory won't escape me, but why should I care?

In the memory you'll find me, eyes burning up
The darkness holding me tightly, until the sun rises up

Now you got me caught in the act, you bring the thought back
I'm telling you that, I see it right through you

Now you got me caught in the act, you bring the thought back
I'm telling you that, I see it right through you
Now you got me caught in the act, you bring the thought back
I'm telling you that, I see it right through you

Now you got me caught in the act, you bring the thought back
I'm telling you that, I see it right through you
Now you got me caught in the act, you bring the thought back
I'm telling you that, I see it right through you

Now you got me caught in the act, you bring the thought back
I'm telling you that, I see it right through you
Now you got me caught in the act, you bring the thought back
I'm telling you that, I see it right through you

In the memory you'll find me, eyes burning up
The darkness holding me tightly, until the sun rises up
In the memory, you will find me, eyes burning up
The darkness holding me tightly, until the sun rises up

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Sink To The Bottom - Lyrics - Fountains Of Wayne - Fountains Of Wayne

Title: Sink To The Bottom
Album: Fountains Of Wayne
Artist: Fountains Of Wayne
Composer(s): Chris Collingwood, Adam Schlesinger

Lyric:
I wanna sink to the bottom with you
I wanna sink to the bottom with you
The ocean is big and blue
I just wanna sink to the bottom with you

Cars on the highway, planes in the air
Everyone else is going somewhere
But I'm going nowhere, getting there soon
I might as well just sink down with you

I wanna sink to the bottom with you
I wanna sink to the bottom with you
The ocean is big and blue
I just wanna sink to the bottom with you
Well, I just wanna

Out on the highway, up in the air
Everyone else is going somewhere
They're going nowhere and I'll be there too
I might as well go under with you

I wanna sink to the bottom with you
I wanna sink to the bottom with you
The ocean is big and blue
I just wanna sink to the bottom with you

I just wanna sink to the bottom with you
I wanna sink to the bottom with you
The ocean is big and blue
I just wanna sink to the bottom with you

I just wanna
I just wanna
I just wanna
I just wanna

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The Bottom Line - Lyrics - Rick Astley

Title: The Bottom Line
Artist: Rick Astley
Composer(s): Rick Astley

Lyric:
When we were out dancing the other night
You almost got me into another fight
You always want to prove you've got the touch, baby
To make all the other guys want you so much

But if you ever do that to me
Just one more time
I swear to you that I will blow
And baby that's

The bottom line
The bottom line

If you really love me like you say
Wouldn't keep on hurting me this way
You always turn away when I call your name
And baby things just stay the same

So if you ever do that to me
Just one more time
I swear to you that I will blow
And baby that's

The bottom line
The bottom line
Here we go

You've got to believe it's over
You've got to believe it's true
You've got to believe it's over
And we're through

You've got to believe it's over
You've got to believe it's true
You've got to believe it's over
And we're through

The bottom line
The bottom line
The bottom line

All that you have ever done for me
Is show just how rotten life can be
But this has taught me one thing that's for sure, yeah
I'll never let that girl back through my door

And if she ever does that to me
Just one more time
I swear to you that I will blow
And baby that's

The bottom line
The bottom line

The bottom line
The bottom line
The bottom line
...

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Bottom Line - Lyrics - Ratt

Title: Bottom Line
Artist: Ratt
Composer(s): Warren Demartini, Robin Crosby, Stephen Pearcy, Juan Croucier, Beau Hill

Lyric:
Right here is where your arm belongs
And I knew from the start, I knew it all along
Feeling all my feelings, playing with my fire
Make the next move, kindles my desire
And I know what I'm thinkin', that you know what I know
One thing's for sure is that I'll never let you go

Some things last forever, stand the test of time
It's you and me together, that's the bottom line
Come Hell or high water, till the end of time
It's you and me forever, that's the bottom line

Was it love or a strange twist of fate
Hand in hand, heart to heart, we took it on blind faith
Turnin' back the pages and tryin' to find the facts
Our love is gettin' stronger, there's no turnin' back
No more nasty looks, you play no dirty tricks
Nothing here is broken, so there's nothing here to fix

Some things last forever, stand the test of time
It's you and me together, that's the bottom line
Never say never, till the end of time
We'll go through Hell together, that's the bottom line, ow!

If you want it, you know where to find it, it's forever
That's the bottom line
Don't forget it, you'll never regret it, we're together
That's the bottom line

Some things last forever, stand the test of time
It's you and me together, that's the bottom line
Come Hell or high water, till the end of time
It's you and me forever, that's the bottom line

Some things last forever, stand the test of time
It's you and me together, that's the bottom line
Come Hell or high water, till the end of time, yeah
No, no, never say never, that's the bottom line, yeah

Some things last forever, stand the test of time
It's you and me together, that's the bottom line

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Balls Out - Lyrics - Hefty Fine - Bloodhound Gang

Title: Balls Out
Album: Hefty Fine
Artist: Bloodhound Gang
Composer(s): M Stigliano, J Franks

Lyric:
Potent is the flow which is wicked sick
So hos of those that pounce bounce slow on the dick
Potent is the flow which is wicked sick
So hos of those that pounce bounce slow on the dick

I don't give a shit about celebrity
But motherfuckers did ya happen to see who's here? Me
The bottom feeder at the top of the food chain
Frontin' from the back of the line on some dud named

After car parts that as fast as a spark hitting gas
Starts a fire gets wired from barbs that
Cut like a jalapeno popper fart
Burnin' up an asshole that once riped apart

Punched hard but it ain't like I ever cared if I went
Too far as stitches left scars from more clowns bent
Outta shape than the cirque de soleil ever had so
Though he throws his weight around he's still in my shadow

In the dark so he doesn't know his girl remarked that I make her
Laugh on the inside but I can hear it later
With my dick as her other cunt gets screwed
In the process I got to get hot chicks nude

The payback is cum in fools' circles if it's
Those turnin' on those turnin' on the bitches
The payback is cum in fools' circles if it's
Those turnin' on those turnin' on the bitches

Balls out my life is a slut
This dick don't hit the bottom but I fuck the sides up
Balls out my life is a slut
This dick don't hit the bottom but I fuck the sides up

Potent is the flow which is wicked sick
So hos of those that pounce bounce slow on the dick
Potent is the flow which is wicked sick
So hos of those that pounce bounce slow on the dick

Thanks to you bitches I got more screams
Than David Arquette's resume what that means
Is my job involves getting' mobbed like John Gotti
Dressed to kill like I'm Gianni Versace

But I gotta be so when a gimp limps back for more
In a huff like that fat kid that had to sit out for
Every gym class due to his asthma that wore
One correctional shoe but still passed that I swore

I spotted at the smorgasbord sprintin' for seconds
That I reckon ain't as sloppy as the leftovers gettin'
Me clocked by blocked cock pissed my tryst with his missus
Got her panties in a bunch just like his is

That my face between her legs because that could be
What convinced this dick getting' hard I'm a pussy
But if that were my name I would have autographed her breasts with
Motherfuckin' dollar signs instead of S's

The payback is cum in fools' circles if it's
Those turnin' on those turnin' on the bitches
The payback is cum in fools' circles if it's
Those turnin' on those turnin' on the bitches

Balls out my life is a slut
This dick don't hit the bottom but I fuck the sides up
Balls out my life is a slut
This dick don't hit the bottom but I fuck the sides up

Balls out my life is a slut
This dick don't hit the bottom but I fuck the sides up
Balls out my life is a slut
This dick don't hit the bottom but I fuck the sides up

Balls out my life is a slut
This dick don't hit the bottom but I fuck the sides up
Balls out my life is a slut
This dick don't hit the bottom but I fuck the sides up

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The Root - Lyrics - D'Angelo

Title: The Root
Artist: D'Angelo
Composer(s): Sidney Charlie Hunter, Michael D'Angelo Archer, Luther Archer

Lyric:
She done worked a root, done worked a root
That will not be reversed, yeah, no
Then I go on, go on my role in her play
With no rehearsal

Said, I left my mojo left my mojo
In my favorite suit, yes I did, yeah
She left a stain, left a dirty stain in my heart
I can't refute, oh I can't, no I can't

She done worked a root
In the name of love and war took my shield and sword
From the pit of the bottom, that knows no floor
Like the rain to the dirt, from the vine to the wine
From the Alpha to creation, to the end of time, yeah
To the end of time

Said, I went, said I went, said I went to the doctor
The man told me there ain't nothin' wrong with me
But I beg to differ, I been feelin' this pain
For much too long, oh, yeah

I feel like my soul is empty
My blood is cold and I can't feel my legs
I need someone to hold me
Bring me back to life before I'm dead
Oh, yeah

She done worked a root, root, root
In the name of love and war took my shield and sword
From the pit of the bottom, that knows no floor
Like the rain to the dirt, from the vine to the wine
From the Alpha to creation, to the end of time, time
Oh, oh, oh

I feel my soul is empty
My blood is cold and I can't feel my legs
I need someone to hold me
Bring me back to life before' I'm dead, dead, dead

She done worked a root
In the name of love and war took my shield and sword
From the pit of the bottom, that knows no floor
Like the rain to the dirt, from the vine to the wine
From the Alpha to creation, to the

In the name of love and war took my shield and sword
From the pit of the bottom, that knows no floor
Like the rain to the dirt, from the vine to the wine
From the Alpha to creation, to the

In the name of love and war took my shield and sword
From the pit of the bottom, that knows no floor
Like the rain to the dirt, from the vine to the wine
From the Alpha to creation, to the

In the name of love and war took my shield and sword
From the pit of the bottom, that knows no floor
Like the rain to the dirt, from the vine to the wine
From the Alpha to creation, to the

In the name of love and war took my shield and sword
From the pit of the bottom, that knows no floor
Like the rain to the dirt, from the vine to the wine
From the Alpha to creation, to the end of time
Like the rain to the dirt, from the vine to the wine
From the Alpha to creation, to the end of time

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Downset - Lyrics - Downset

Title: Downset
Artist: Downset
Composer(s): Chris Lee, Rogelio Hernandez Lozano, James Morris, Roger Ramirez, Roy Z Brian Neal Schwager

Lyric:
Well, I'm doing this from that place
Where the young bodies stick to the bluest of blue skies
A child grown quick kicking it with an ice-pick
Age of 8 Babyface straight-up scared to die

Seen 1 little, 2 little, 3 little homicides
Kids don't rank so they shank in front of baby eyes
Bullet-scarred, prison-barred
The one time's got my face to the ground, they want me down

Downset at the bottom! On the come up to say some
Down! Downset at the bottom! Coming up from the slum!
Down! Downset at the bottom! On the come up to say some
Down! Down! Down! Down!

Bronze complexion, converse and khakis
Enough for the fuss of a Crash to straight jack me
Brotha, brotha, brotha, how you make 'em get down?
Systematic static can't stifle the set's sound

Jack for the mic and I'll still get it going on
Making my statement with a Fatcap and Krylon
Pee-ping my voice from the L.A. underground
The plan from the man is to demand they keep me down

Downset at the bottom! On the come up to say some
Down! Downset at the bottom! Coming up from the slum!
Down! Downset at the bottom! On the come up to say some
Down! Down! Down! Down they got me, down!

Got ya, got ya, yeah, you know, I straight ya
Reveal to heal in our sectarian obstacles
Wipe the dirt off the eyes of the hate child
Damn with the program imposed since the juvenile

Shit is so thick that you don't want to deal with it
Set's got heart to consist like an activist
Ain't going to live in comfort while shit gets words
I got the voice of the voiceless and life comes first

So what you're gonna do? What you're gonna do?
What you're gonna do when the shit comes down on you?
The set's gonna be down, yeah, you know like we've always been
The ghetto survivors got no soldier extinction

The man ain't down with multi-ethic ethics
Division is wicked and Downset ain't with it
My word is my fire for life and love is the sound
You gotta kill me to silence me, fool, you can't keep me down

Downset at the bottom! On the come up to say some
Down! Downset at the bottom! Freedom in a cage
Down! Downset at the bottom! On the come up to say some
Down! Down! Down! Down!

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Bottom Line - Lyrics - Workin' Overtime - Diana Ross

Title: Bottom Line
Album: Workin' Overtime
Artist: Diana Ross
Composer(s): Preston Glass

Lyric:
You say you're steady and you're committed
But last night you weren't around when I needed you
You keep on talkin', but I need action
This divided affection just won't do

I hate to give you an ultimatum
But when I'm in love, I want it all the way

That's the bottom line
If you really wanna keep my love
Can't be givin' up what's mine

Oh, that's the bottom line
I can't settle for a part time thing
Need your lovin' all the time

No imitations, give me the real thing
Sugar-coated promises are not enough for me
'Cause if you're fakin', don't be mistaken
I'll be out the door, before you count to three

I hate to sound uncompromising
But I'm never gonna play nobody's fool

Oh, that's the bottom line
If you really wanna keep my love
Can't be givin' up what's mine

Oh, that's the bottom line
I can't settle for a part-time thing
Need your lovin' all the time

If you really wanna get my love
You gotta give me your lovin', no strings attached
If you really wanna keep my heart
You gotta jump it and do it, no turning back

And I hate to sound uncompromising
But I'm never gonna play nobody's fool

Oh, that's the bottom line
If you really wanna keep my love
Can't be givin' up what's mine

Oh, that's the bottom line
I can't settle for a part-time thing
Need your lovin' all the time

That's the bottom line
If you really wanna keep my love
Can't be givin' up what's mine

Oh, that's the bottom line
I can't settle for a part-time thing
Need your lovin' all the time

That's the bottom line
If you really wanna keep my love
Can't be givin' up what's mine

Oh, that's the bottom line
I can't settle for a part-time thing
Need your lovin' all the time

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Big Blue Sea - Lyrics - Bob Schneider

Title: Big Blue Sea
Artist: Bob Schneider
Composer(s): Bob Schneider

Lyric:
Woke up in a stupor
Guess it's time to face the pooper
Sometimes I feel like superman
Sometimes I'm just recuperating, yeah

My head is twisting in it's cage
My mind feels like a twenty gage
I hope it's just a passing stage
My heart's not red, it's Beige

And it's days like this that burn me
Turn me inside out and learn me
Not to tell you anything I think I know
But I think I'll tell you all that I know

Try to tell you all about it
Thought you might've, Lord, I doubt it
Everyday's a waste, I know
And everyday's a funeral

Cutting out I'm feeling lost
Lost my mind I'm Mr. Frost
Collected all the evidence
I'm off the edge, I'm on the fence

And it's days like this that burn me
Turn me inside out and learn me
Not to tell you anything I think I know
Well, I think I'll tell you all that I know

I don't want to be alone, I want to be a stone
I wanna sink to the bottom of the ocean
And lie there with you 'til I'm gone

At the bottom of the big blue sea, just you and me
At the bottom of the big blue sea
The bottom of the big blue sea, just you and me
At the bottom of the big blue sea

I know I'll never know nobody
Better than I know myself
But I can't even figure out
Just what the fuck I'm all about

I'm sinking, I'm swimming, no wait a minute
I'm drowning, no I ain't kidding around
Sometimes I think I'm gonna make it
Sometimes I fake it

And it's days like this that burn me
Turn me inside out and learn me
Not to tell you anything I think I know
Well, I think I'll tell you all that I know

Anywhere and everywhere
Made up my mind it's getting weird
It's queer to think it might not
Get much better than today I fear

Won't know true happiness
I tried so hard, I did my best
My best wasn't good enough
Oh God, I hate this stuff

And it's days like this that burn me
Turn me inside out and learn me
Not to tell you anything I think I know
Well, I think I'll tell you all that I know

I don't want to be alone, I want to be a stone
I wanna sink to the bottom of the ocean
And lie there, laugh there with you
Laugh there with you till I'm gone

At the bottom of the big blue sea, just you and me
At the bottom of the big blue sea
The bottom of the big blue sea, just you and me
At the bottom of the big blue sea

And it's days like this that burn me
Turn me inside out and learn me
I said, it's days like this that burn me
Turn me inside out and learn me

And it's days like this that burn me
Turn me inside out and learn me
And not to tell you anything I think I know

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Looking At The World From The Bottom Of A Well - Lyrics - Haughty Melodic - Mike Doughty

Title: Looking At The World From The Bottom Of A Well
Album: Haughty Melodic
Artist: Mike Doughty
Composer(s): Mike Doughty, Dan Wilson

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Lyric:
That Cuban girl that brought me low
She had that skin so fine and red lips rose-like now
Her mouth was wide and sweet as well
And now relentless hours of dreaming up her smell

I feel as if I am looking at the world from the bottom of a well
I feel as if I am looking at the world from the bottom of a well

Lonely and the only way to beat it is to bat it down
And the only way to beat it is to bat it down
And the only way to beat it is to bat it down, beat it

Lonely and the only way to beat it is to bat it down
And the only way to beat it is to bat it down
And the only way to beat it is to bat it down
And the only way to beat it is to

Oh all the days that I have run
I sought to lose that cloud that?s blacking out the sun
My train will come, some one day soon
And when it comes I?ll ride it bound from night to noon

I feel as if I am looking at the world from the bottom of a well
I feel as if I am looking at the world from the bottom of a well

Aimless days, uncool ways of decathecting
Painless phase, blacked out thoughts, you'll be rejecting

Lonely and the only way to beat it is to bat it down
And the only way to beat it is to bat it down
And the only way to beat it is to bat it down, beat it

Lonely and the only way to beat it is to bat it down
And the only way to beat it is to bat it down
And the only way to beat it is to bat it down
And the only way to beat it is to

Let's get down to business now

I feel as if I am looking at the world from the bottom of a well
I feel as if I am looking at the world from the bottom of a well, beat it

Lonely and the only way to beat it is to bat it down
And the only way to beat it is to bat it down
And the only way to beat it is to bat it down, beat it

Lonely and the only way to beat it is to bat it down
And the only way to beat it is to bat it down
And the only way to beat it is to bat it down
And the only way to beat it is to

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From The Bottom Of My Broken Heart - Lyrics - ...Baby One More Time - Britney Spears

Title: From The Bottom Of My Broken Heart
Album: ...Baby One More Time
Artist: Britney Spears
Composer(s): Eric Foster White

Lyric:
"Never look back", We said
How was I to know I'd miss you so?
Loneliness up ahead, emptiness behind
Where do I go?

And you didn't hear all my joy through my tears
All my hopes through my fears
Did you know?
Still I miss you somehow

From the bottom of my broken heart
There's just a thing or two I'd like you to know
You were my first love, you were my true love
From the first kisses to the very last rose

From the bottom of my broken heart
Even though time may find me somebody new
You were my real love, I never knew love 'til there was you
From the bottom of my broken heart

"Baby," I said, "Please stay"
Give our love a chance for one more day, oh
We could have worked things out
Taking time is what love's all about

But you put a dart
Through my dreams, through my heart
And I'm back where I started again, yeah
Never thought it would end

From the bottom of my broken heart
There's just a thing or two I'd like you to know
You were my first love, you were my true love
From the first kisses to the very last rose

From the bottom of my broken heart
Even though time may find me somebody new
You were my real love, I never knew love 'til there was you
From the bottom of my broken heart

You promised yourself but to somebody else
And you made it so perfectly clear
Still I wish you were here now

From the bottom of my broken heart
There's just a thing or two I'd like you to know
You were my first love, you were my true love
From the first kisses to the very last rose

From the bottom of my broken heart
Even though time may find me somebody new
You were my real love, I never knew love 'til there was you
From the bottom of my broken heart

"Never look back," We said
How was I to know I'd miss you so?

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The Message In The Middle Of The Bottom - Lyrics - Chaka Khan

Title: The Message In The Middle Of The Bottom
Artist: Chaka Khan
Composer(s): Lalomie M. Mari Washburn

Lyric:
I never meant a single thing when you tried it
You know it, I felt it, I liked it, I did it
I never meant to put it there but somewhere In despair
It got moved into view, then I liked it

I never meant a single word when I said I could love you
I thought it, I heard it, I used it
I never meant a single beat of my heart to be yours
'Cause I knew, if you knew, you'd abuse it

There's a message in the middle of the bottom
You see 'em, you love 'em, you got 'em
There's a proper time to pick 'em when they're fallen
Just listen, you'll hear 'em a callin'

There's a special way to know you got his lovin'
Can't you feel it, you ought to, you taught him
There's a special time for lovin' and another time
For huggin' and a lot of time to leave him alone

I have a feelin' deep inside that I've got you
I'll keep you, why not? It'll make me feel better
If there's a woman on this earth who should love you
It's me boy, don't fight it, admit it, you love it

If you think there's someone else who can move you
I'll lose you, no problem, you're free to go get her
I just refuse to let a lady step in on my show
If you choose, do it now or forget it

There's a message in the middle of the bottom
You see 'em, you love 'em, you got 'em
There's a proper time to pick 'em when they're fallen
Just listen, you'll hear 'em a callin'

There's a special way to know you got his lovin'
Can't you feel it, you ought to, you taught him
There's a special time for lovin' and another time
For huggin' and a lot of time to leave him alone

I never meant a single thing when you tried it
You know it, I felt it, I liked it, I did it
I never meant to put it there but somewhere In despair
It got moved into view, then I liked it

I never meant a single word when I said I could love you
I thought it, I heard it, I used it
I never meant a single beat of my heart to be yours
'Cause I knew, if you knew, you'd abuse it

There's a message in the middle of the bottom
You see 'em, you love 'em, you got 'em
There's a proper time to pick 'em when they're fallen
Just listen, you'll hear 'em a callin'

There's a special way to know you got his lovin'
Can't you feel it, you ought to, you taught him
There's a special time for lovin' and another time
For huggin' and a lot of time to leave him alone

There's a special time for lovin' and another time
For huggin' and a lot of time to leave him alone

Message in the middle of the bottom
Message in the middle of the bottom
Message in the middle of the bottom
Message in the middle of the bottom
Message in the middle of the bottom

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40 - From The Ground Up - Lyrics - E

Title: 40 - From The Ground Up
Artist: E
Composer(s): Len Ron Hanks, Arnold Mcculler, Cedric R Hailey, Joel Lamonte Hailey, Todd Shaw, Anthony Banks, Zane Grey, Earl T Stevens

Lyric:
Testin', testin'
It's game orienfested, size sixes vested
K-Cizee, JoJo, that boy Too Sheezee, Todd Shaw
And Earl Stevens, AKA, Charlie Hustle
Hey Todd, you on? Am I on?

The foundation was laid several years ago
I built a whole empire in your stereo
Got a four leaf clover representin' the Bay
Oakland, Frisco, Vallejo, and EPA

We keep the shit together, let's keep it that way
From Sacramento all the way to San Jose
We in a new era for ten years you made hits
So what's up E-Feezi? We still the shit, beotch

How you think I got this pot belly, overnight?
Shet a nigga was hungry, I had an appetite
Just like a lie to my people that's caught up in the struggle
Motherfuckers tryin' to bubble, niggaz tired of slangin'

Barney Rubble, gettin' in trouble and fuckin' up
Parole got me makin' my kids piss in a cup
It's cold, that's why I got a few bucks, I put up
From sellin' greens, investing in some vending machines
From the ground up

We started with nothing from nothing we made something
Nobody really gave a damn about us from the bottom we started
We started with nothing from nothing we made something
Nobody really gave a damn about us from the ground on up

From the ground up, here go some details
This verse right here was made, said strictly for the females
Don't y'all know it's time for y'all to blow up like Napalm
Instead of sellin' Tupperware and Avon

Get your business license, go on and put the peas in the pot
Tell your baby to get your baby daddy to buy you a nail shop
Or a beauty saloon, since he come to be the biggest tycoon
With methamphetamine laughs and heroin balloons

Six police pulled me over laid a nigga on the ground
Searched my car real good I know you know what they found
I had the trunk, full of that junk, X-Rated lyrics, laced with the funk

No doubt, I was just about to flood the streets
Big boxes full of tapes with them dope fiend beats
Two white boy groupies, mad as hell
Black men makin' mail, couldn't take him to jail

We started with nothing from nothing we made something
Nobody really gave a damn about us from the bottom we started
We started with nothing from nothing we made something
Nobody really gave a damn about us from the ground on up

I spent sixteen hundred makin' born to mack
Used my niggaz gold ropes and his Cadillac
I was broke to start with, didn't give a fuck
Couldn't tell me Short Dawg wasn't comin' up

When motherfuckers roll by bumpin' your stuff
It makes you feel good like when you bust a nut
Now I'm a millionaire and can't get enough
Forty tell em how it is way too tough, Short Dawg

When I first started rappin', motherfuckers would cap
That nigga fake he sound like Woody Pecker on crack
Niggaz, would laugh and say, "I rap too fast way back then"
But now I be catchin' all kind of motherfuckers tryin' to sneak
My little old style in

And that's a compliment 'cause I ain't trippin' on the money
What about the money? What about the money?
Ask me, sheeit, I think there's enough money up in this bitch
For all of us, we can Sasquatch pimp the system without a doubt
All we gotta be is 'bout our paper route

We started with nothing from nothing we made something
Nobody really gave a damn about us from the bottom we started
We started with nothing from nothing we made something
Nobody really gave a damn about us from the ground on up

That's real, Too Sheezee, Ant Banks, Forty Fonzarelli
K-Ci and my nigga, JoJo
We all come from the ground up, beaotch

Right from the bottom to the top from the ground up we never stop
Right from the bottom to the top, we never stop
Right from the bottom to the top from the ground up we never stop
Right from the bottom to the top, we never stop

Never stop, no we will never stop, baby
We will never stop, we will, we will never stop
We will never stop from the ground up, from the ground up
From the ground up, no, from the ground up, from the ground up
From the bottom to the top, baby, baby baby baby baby, baby, baby

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Race You To The Bottom - Lyrics - Let Them Be Little - Billy Dean

Title: Race You To The Bottom
Album: Let Them Be Little
Artist: Billy Dean
Composer(s): Billy Dean, Ray Barnette

Lyric:
Where you see yourself going?
You think you got what it takes?
Let?s see how bad you want it
Hey, that?s how the system works
You better get used to it

How low are you willing to go
To make it to the top
You better want it badder than me
?Cause I won?t ever stop

I know what sells, I know it well
I ain't afraid of selling out
I?m all about the bottom line
?Cause ain't that what it?s all about

Power, sex, money
(Power, sex, money)
Whatever they can think of next
It?s just a game

And if you want in
I?ll race you to the bottom
Whoever dies with the most wins
I?ll race you to the bottom

In the bar, in my car
I?m workin' overtime
While you're on vacation
Or at your kid?s graduation night

Well, that?s what it takes to get a break
It?s dirty and low down
Who cares if it ain?t fair
What makes the world go round is

Power, sex, money
(Power, sex, money)
Whatever they can think of next
It?s just a game

And if you want in
I?ll race you to the bottom
Whoever dies with the most wins

Greed is good
Yeah, that?s what they say
It?s just misunderstood
Hey, don't blame me
I didn't make it that way

Whatever they can think of next
It?s just a game and if you want in
I?ll race you to the bottom
Whoever dies with the most wins
I?ll race you to the bottom

Power, sex, money
I?ll race you to the bottom
Power, sex, money
I?ll race you to the bottom

Hey, sweet cheeks
Are you willing to work a little late tonight
If you want that promotion
You gotta go around me

What you willin? to do for me
Ain't nobody gonna know
You scratch my back, I?ll scratch yours

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Only Worse - Lyrics - Randy Travis

Title: Only Worse
Artist: Randy Travis
Composer(s): John Jarrard, Kent Robbins

Lyric:
I just dropped in 'cause I could use a friend and a little bit of consolation
I'm hanging by a thread from the southern end of my rope
If you really wanna know I'll do my best to explain my situation
Maybe I can find the words if the tears don't get me first

It's kinda like fallin' from the sky when you're up a mile high
And your parachute won't open, kinda like clingin' to the bottom
Of the bottom when the bottom drops out
The only way I know to say how bad her leaving hurts
It's kinda like a heartache, only worse

It wasn't my first brush with love but this one was the deepest
Yeah, I've been blue but this time it's closer to black
Swore I'd never get hurt again but here I am in pieces
When this was broke my heart that was just the start

It's kinda like fallin' from the sky when you're up a mile high
And your parachute won't open, kinda like clingin' to the bottom
Of the bottom when the bottom drops out
The only way I know to say how bad her leaving hurts
It's kinda like a heartache, only worse

It's kinda like being cut open
Kinda like being burned at the stake
Kinda like drownin' in the ocean knowin'
Knowin' there's no help on the way

It's kinda like fallin' from the sky when you're up a mile high
And your parachute won't open, kinda like clingin' to the bottom
Of the bottom when the bottom drops out
The only way I know to say how bad her leaving hurts
It's kinda like a heartache, only worse, only worse

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Rock Bottom - Lyrics - Slim Shady LP - Eminem

Title: Rock Bottom
Album: Slim Shady LP
Artist: Eminem
Composer(s): Mark Bass, Marshall Mathers, Jeff Bass

Lyric:
Ah yeah, yo!
This song is dedicated to all the happy people
All the happy people who have real nice lives
And have no idea whats it like to be broke as fuck

I feel like I'm walking a tight rope without a circus net
I'm popping perkasets, I'm a nervous wreck
I deserve respect but I work a sweat for this worthless check
'Bout to burst this tech at somebody to reverse this debt

Minimum wage got my adrenaline caged, full of venom and rage
Especially when I'm engaged
And my daughter's down to her last diaper, that's got my ass hyper
I pray that God answers, maybe I'll ask nicer

Watching ballers while they flossing in their pathfinders
These overnight stars becoming autograph signers
We'll all goin' to blow up and leave the past behind us
Along with the small fry's and average half pinter's

While playa haters turn bitch like they have vaginas
'Cause we see them dollar signs and let the cash blind us
Money will brainwash you and leave your ass mindless
Snakes slither in the grass spineless

That's rock bottom
When this life makes you mad enough to kill
That's rock bottom
When you want something bad enough to steal
That's rock bottom
When you feel like you have had it up to here
'Cause you mad enough to scream but you sad enough to tear

That's rock bottom
When this life makes you mad enough to kill
That's rock bottom
When you want something bad enough to steal
That's rock bottom
When you feel like you have had it up to here
'Cause you mad enough to scream but you sad enough to tear

My life is full of empty promises and broken dreams
I'm hoping things will look up but there ain't no job openings
I feel discouraged hungry and malnourished
Living in this house with no furnace, unfurnished

And I'm sick of working dead end jobs with lame pay
I'm tired of being hired and fired the same day
But fuck it, if you know the rules to the game, play
'Cause when we die we know were all going the same way

It's cool to be player but it sucks to be the fan
When all you need is bucks to be the man plus a luxury sedan
Too comfortable and roomy in a six
But they threw me in the mix with all these gloomy lunatics

Walk around depressed and smoke a pound of ses a day
And yesterday went by so quick it seems like it was just today
My daughter wants to throw the ball but I'm too stressed to play
Live half my life and throw the rest away

That's rock bottom
When this life makes you mad enough to kill
That's rock bottom
When you want something bad enough to steal
That's rock bottom
When you feel like you have had it up to here
'Cause you mad enough to scream but you sad enough to tear

That's rock bottom
When this life makes you mad enough to kill
That's rock bottom
When you want something bad enough to steal
That's rock bottom
When you feel like you have had it up to here
'Cause you mad enough to scream but you sad enough to tear

There's people that love me and people that hate me
But it's the evil that made me this backstabbing, deceitful and shady
I want the money, the women, the fortune and fame
That means I'll end up burning in Hell scorching in flames

That means I'm stealing your checkbook and forging your name
Just lifetime bliss for eternal torture and pain
'Cause right now I feel like just hit the rock bottom
I got problems, now everybody on my blocks got 'em

I'm screaming like those two cops when Tupac shot 'em
Holding two Glocks, I hope your doors got new locks on 'em
My daughter's feet ain't got no shoes or sock's on 'em
And them rings you wearing look like they got a few rocks on 'em

And while you flaunting them I could be taking them to shops to pawn them
I got a couple of rings and a brand new watch, you want 'em?
'Cause I never went gold of one song
I'm running up on someone's lawns with guns drawn

That's rock bottom
When this life makes you mad enough to kill
That's rock bottom
When you want something bad enough to steal
That's rock bottom
When you feel like you have had it up to here
'Cause you mad enough to scream but you sad enough to tear

That's rock bottom
When this life makes you mad enough to kill
That's rock bottom
When you want something bad enough to steal
That's rock bottom
When you feel like you have had it up to here
'Cause you mad enough to scream but you sad enough to tear
That's rock bottom

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Frgt/10 - Lyrics - Reanimation - Linkin Park

Title: Frgt/10
Album: Reanimation
Artist: Linkin Park
Composer(s): Chester Charl Bennington, Robert G. Bourdon, Brad Delson, Dave Farrell, Joseph Hahn, Mike Shinoda, Mark Wakefield

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Lyric:
From the top to the bottom, bottom to top, I stop
At the core I've forgotten, in the middle of my thoughts
Taken far from my safety, the picture's there
The memory won't escape me

We're stuck in a place so dark, you can hardly see
The manner of matter that splits with the words I breathe
And as the rain drips acidic questions around me
I block out the sight of the powers that be

And duck away into the darkness, times up
I wind up in a rusted world with eyes shut
So tight that it blurs into the world of pretend
And the eyes ease open and it's dark again

From the top to the bottom, bottom to top, I stop
At the core I've forgotten, in the middle of my thoughts
Taken far from my safety, the picture's there
The memory won't escape me but why should I care?

In the memory you'll find me, eyes burning up
The darkness holding me tightly until the sun rises up

Listen to the sound, dizzy from the ups and downs
I'm nauseated by the polluted rock that's all around
Watchin' the wheels of cars that pass, I look past
To the last of the light and the long shadows it casts

A window grows, captures the eye
And cries out a yellow light as it passes me by
And a young shadowy figure sits in front of a box
Inside a building of rock with antennas on top

Now, nothing can stop in this land of the pain
The sane lose not knowing they were part of the game
And while the inside's changed, the box stays the same
And the figure inside could bear anybodys name

The memories I keep are from a time like then
I put on my paper so I could come back to them
Someday, I'm hoping to close my eyes and pretend
That this crumpled up paper can be perfect again

Yo, from the top to the bottom, bottom to top, I stop
At the core I've forgotten, in the middle of my thoughts
Taken far from my safety, the picture's there
The memory won't escape me

I'm here at this podium talking the ceremonial offerings
Dedicated to urban dysfunctional offspring
What's happening? City governments are eternally napping
Trapped in greedy covenants, causing urban collapsing

Bullets that scar souls with dark holds, get more than
Your car stole, some hearts be blacker than charcoal
For real, this society's deprivation depends
Not on our differences but the separation within

No preparation is made, limited aid and minimum wage
Living in a tenement cage where rent isn't paid
Tragedy within a parade, the darkness overspreads
Like a permanent plague, I'm the forgotten

In the memory you'll find me, eyes burning up
The darkness holding me tightly until the sun rises up

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