This Is The New Shit - Lyrics - The Golden Age Of Grotesque - Marilyn Manson

Title: This Is The New Shit
Album: The Golden Age Of Grotesque
Artist: Marilyn Manson
Composer(s): Tim Skold, Brian Warner, John Lowery

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Lyric:
Everything has been said before
Nothing left to say anymore
When it's all the same
You can ask for it by name

Babble, babble, bitch, bitch
Rebel, rebel, party, party
Sex, sex, sex
And don't forget the violence
Blah, blah, blah
Got your lovey dovey sad and lonely
Stick your stupid slogan in
Everybody sing along

Babble, babble, bitch, bitch
Rebel, rebel, party, party
Sex, sex, sex
And don't forget the violence
Blah, blah, blah
Got your lovey dovey sad and lonely
Stick your stupid slogan in
Everybody sing

Are you motherfuckers ready
For the new shit?
Stand up and admit
Tomorrow's never coming
This is the new shit
Stand up and admit
Do we get it?
(No)
Do we want it?
(Yea)
This is the new shit
Stand up and admit

Babble, babble, bitch, bitch
Rebel, rebel, party, party
Sex, sex, sex
And don't forget the violence
Blah, blah, blah
Got your lovey dovey sad and lonely
Stick your stupid slogan in
Everybody sing along

Everything has been said before
Nothing left to say anymore
When it's all the same
You can ask for it by name

Are you motherfuckers ready
For the new shit?
Stand up and admit
Tomorrow's never coming
This is the new shit
Stand up and admit
Do we get it?
(No)
Do we want it?
(Yea)
This is the new shit
Stand up and admit

Now it's you know who
I got the you know what
I stick it you know where
You know why, you don't care

Now it's you know who
I got the you know what
I stick it you know where
You know why, you don't care

Now it's you know who
I got the you know what
I stick it you know where
You know why, you don't care

Now it's you know who
I got the you know what
I stick it you know where
You know why, you don't care

Babble, babble, bitch, bitch
Rebel, rebel, party, party
Sex, sex, sex
And don't forget the violence
Blah, blah, blah
Got your lovey dovey sad and lonely
Stick your stupid slogan in
Everybody sing

Are you motherfuckers ready
For the new shit?
Stand up and admit
Tomorrow's never coming
This is the new shit
Stand up and admit
Do we get it?
(No)
Do we want it?
(Yea)
This is the new shit
Stand up and admit

So let us entertain you
So let us entertain you
(Babble, babble, bitch, bitch)
(Rebel, rebel, party, party)
(Sex, sex, sex)
(And don't forget the violence)
(Blah, blah, blah)
(Got your lovey dovey sad and lonely)
(Stick your stupid slogan in)
(Everybody sing along)
So let us entertain you
(Babble, babble, bitch, bitch)
(Rebel, rebel, party, party)
(Sex, sex, sex)
(And don't forget the violence)
(Blah, blah, blah)
(Got your lovey dovey sad and lonely)
(Stick your stupid slogan in)
(Everybody sing along)
So let us entertain you
(Babble, babble, bitch, bitch)
(Rebel, rebel, party, party)
(Sex, sex, sex)
(And don't forget the violence)
(Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah)
(Everybody sing along)

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Os - Catdiesel - Lyrics - Atlantis: Hymns for Disco - K

Title: Os - Catdiesel
Album: Atlantis: Hymns for Disco
Artist: K
Composer(s): Herbert Louis Rooney, Kevin Deron Brereton

Lyric:
Hey, recognize
I got a new name, get up on this
I got a new name, get up on this
I got a new name, get up on this
I got a new name, get up on this

I got a new name, get up on this
I got a new name, get up on this
I got a new name, get up on this
I got a new name, get up on this
I got a

I was sad, I was sad, I was sad
Until I heard her guitar
Shinning like the stars
From outside an opera bar

On the east side, the way she played it
Made me feel like I was back home
Her eyes, like two suns
Shinning down on this desert I roam

That is why I, I can't take this feeling in my heart anymore
Time for me to step and make my way through the door
If by chance I see you on this road once again
I can guarantee you that I will not pretend

Okay, so what's new? Is it really the old pursuit?
I meet the home girl on the corner of Broadview
And queen, and she was that, power to hypnotize
Strumming on the guitar and telling me no lies

Behind the dark skin was a soul of Isis
Priceless, Aquarius, Pisces I was a fish
And she was the water, heavenly daughter
With southern twang, claiming to be from Georgia

But I couldn't believe, she had to be from galaxies far beyond
And Kevin was so fond of the shape of my hands
I studied the lines in her face, wondering if they knew
What the secrets of human race is, face it

I drop the megatron bomb
Thanks to Terry and Jackie, I just stay calm
I got my heart broke, one shotgun, blow
But that's okay, I got a new name now

I got a new name, get up on this
I got a new name, get up on this
I got a new name, get up on this
I got a new name, get up on this

I got a new name, get up on this
I got a new name, get up on this
I got a new name, get up on this
I got a new name, get up on this
I got

Yo, dance to the, dance to the, dance to the, dance to the
Dance to the, dance to the, dance to the, dance to the

I can't take this feeling in my heart anymore
Time for me to step and make my way through the door
If by chance I see you on this road once again
I can guarantee you that I will not pretend

Better recognize C A N A D A
Eh, eh, what we say, eh, recognize
Better recognize C A N A D A
Eh, eh, eh, recognize
Shame on a, that tries to run game on a
Recognize
Recognize C A N A

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The New Girl In Town - Lyrics - Hairspray - Various Artists

Title: The New Girl In Town
Album: Hairspray
Artist: Various Artists
Composer(s): Scott Wittman, Marc Shaiman

Lyric:
Hey look out for that movin' van
Drivin' down our streets
You better lock up your man
Before he meets

The new girl in town
Who just came on the scene
The new girl in town
Can't be more than sixteen

And she's got a way of makin'
A boy act like a clown
Woah, woah, woah, woah
We don't know what to do
'Bout the new girl in town

The new girl in town
Seems to dance on air
The new girl in town
She's got the coolest hair

You better tell the home coming queen
To hold on to her crown
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Or she's gonna lose it to
The new girl in town

She's hip, so cool
I'm gonna get her after school
And yet we'd like to be like her
'Cause she's the kitten that the cats prefer

Ladies, step aside

The new girl in town
He's my guy on a string
The new girl in town
Hey look, she's wearin' his ring

I can't stop crying and so
In my own tears I'm gonna drown
Woah, woah, woah, woah
'Cause he wants to rendezvous
With the new girl

We kinda sad and blue
Yes, it's true girl
We'd like to say
To the new girl in town
The new girl in town
Woah, woah, woah, woah

From out of the blue girl
This town's in a stew girl
What a hullabloo girl
She ain't just passing through girl

She's stickin' like glue girl
To the man I thought I knew girl
Woah, woah, woah, woah

Hey look out for that movin' van
Look out, look out, look out, look out
She was a new girl in town

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New Time And Age - Lyrics - Ziggy Marley

Title: New Time And Age
Artist: Ziggy Marley
Composer(s): Daniel Marley, David Marley

Lyric:
People put yourself together now, yu nuh
Mek life a lickle betta, prosper
Come in, new time and age this
Not time for loafing, watch it

People did you hear, new time and age
New time and day
And the children too, new time and age
New time and day

So put away all your mistakes of yesterday
Come again, try and make new friend
We're going forward 'til you top, you top, you never stop
Going forward, me say you feel the beat
You feel it drop

Ne time and age
Liberate my people now
New time and day
New time and age
New time and day

The sixties was rough, the seventies was tough
The eighties were corrupt
The nineties must be the time of change
Get your mind together, don't watch the weather
It's not the end, tell you people got to do
A lot of other things yeah

New time and age
Live it up, live it up, live it up
New time and day
New time and age
The struggle go on
New time and day

Struggle for you, struggle for you
Struggle for you, independence
Struggle for you, struggle for you
Struggle for you freedom
Struggle for you, struggle for you
Struggle for you spread along now
Struggle for you

Well it's a new time and age
Fulfill prophecy, new time and day
New time and age
A mean no wait no more
New time and day

Today everything is so copacetic
Tomorrow you sad and blue
Tell me what does it profit people
To speak of and not do

New time and age
Hey, tell it to the people
New time and day
And the children too, new time and age
Everyone got something to do
New time and day

New time and age
Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock, tick tock
New time, new time
New time, new time and age
New time, new time
New time, new time and day

New time and age
New time and day
New time and age
New time and day

New time, new time
New time, new time and age
New time, new time
New time, new time and day

New time and age
New time and day
New time and day

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The New Boy - Lyrics - Ode to Ochrasy - Mando Diao

Title: The New Boy
Album: Ode to Ochrasy
Artist: Mando Diao
Composer(s): Bjorn Dixgard, Gustaf Noren

Lyric:
She was only twenty-one
But so much older than she's now
Now she passed the twenty-four
I guess it's time to say goodbye

Here's the new, here's the real
Here's the life you like to live
Now here's the new boy
Taking on the world tonight

When we met, she smelled like honey
When we kissed she tasted tears
Then for fourteen thousand seconds
We made love behind old fears

Here's the new, here's the real
Here's the life you wished you lived
Now here's the new boy
Taking on the world tonight

Take the words on your way
I don't waste the things I say
When in doubt, fuck the world
Forget all the things you've heard
Now here's the new boy
Taking on the world tonight, no

Why so sad? Don't you like my way of life?
I don't last forever, neither do the things we love
You are wise, this is now this is all the things I want
Everything around us is moving except time

She was only twenty-four
But so much younger than the past
We've laid all our troubles down
And now it's us against the rest

Here's the new, here's the real
Here's the life you like to live
Now here's the new boy
Taking on the world tonight

Take the words on your way
I don't waste the things I say
When in doubt, fuck the world
Forget all the things you've heard
Now here's the new boy
Taking on the world tonight, no

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Tangerine - Lyrics - Polythene - Feeder

Title: Tangerine
Album: Polythene
Artist: Feeder
Composer(s): Grant Nicholas, Taka Hirose, Jon Lee

Lyric:
Tangerine turning green
Cellophane window pane
Socialize paralysed
Plastic faces suck me dry

Tangerine
Tangerine
Tangerine
Tangerine

I know it's sad
Life's just a piece of fruit
Touch down, new ground
Stop livin' on the moon
I know it's sad
Life's just a piece of fruit
Touch down, new ground
Stop livin' on the moon

Twentyeight suffocate
Take a ride see me fly
Detonate, feel it break
See myself disintegrate

Tangerine
Tangerine
Tangerine
Tangerine

I know it's sad
Life's just a piece of fruit
Touch down, new ground
Stop livin' on the moon
I know it's sad
Life's just a piece of fruit
Touch down, new ground
Stop livin' on the moon

See it as I climb
The rain burns in my eyes
So catch me as I fall away

Tangerine
Tangerine
Tangerine
Tangerine

I know it's sad
Life's just a piece of fruit
Touch down, new ground
Stop livin' on the moon
I know it's sad
Life's just a piece of fruit
Touch down, new ground
Stop livin' on the moon

I know it's sad
Life's just a piece of fruit
Touch down, new ground
Stop livin' on the moon
I know it's sad
Life's just a piece of fruit
Touch down, new ground
Stop livin' on the moon
I know it's sad

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What Would You Have Me Do? - Lyrics - Here Comes The Zoo - Local H

Title: What Would You Have Me Do?
Album: Here Comes The Zoo
Artist: Local H
Composer(s): David Scott Lucas, Brian St. Clair

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Lyric:
Can you just go home defeated, take your pride and eat it?
Crawl back beaten, sources are depleted
Can you take the final hit
And admit that you were wrong?

Don't even call it even, bleedin' is believin'
Former well being, we're closing for the season
Can you take the final hit
And admit that you don't belong?

Beatin' six ways till Sunday
Beatin' six ways till Sunday now
You're gonna have to leave it
You know you'll never need it
Wait till you see what we've planned for you

And it's heinous, so come on, come on, comeupance
You really are the star of the show right now
It's sad and strange but kinda strange
When cliches are true

Beatin' six ways till Sunday
Beatin' six ways till Sunday now
And I am sorry to enjoy this
But what would you have me do?
What would you have me do?

Can you just go home, hated, half intoxicated
Hopelessly outdated and not appreciated?
Can you take the final blow
And know that you fucked up?

Go state the overstated, keep it complicated
The over educated that hope you'll never make it
Can you take the final blow
And know, they won't be shutting up?

Beatin' six ways till Sunday
Beatin' six ways till Sunday now
You're gonna have to leave it
You know you'll never need it
Wait till you see what we've planned for you

And it's heinous, so come on, come on, comeupance
You really are the star of the show right now
It's sad and strange but kinda strange
When cliches are true

Beatin' six ways till Sunday
Beatin' six ways till Sunday now
And I am sorry to enjoy this
But what would you have me do?

Baby's outta town but I see the light on
What are you up to now?
Headin' for the gun, I can see rock bottom
No one will help you now

Beatin' six ways till Sunday
Beatin' six ways till Sunday now
Gonna have to leave it
You know you'll never need it
Everything has been cut and dried for you

And it's heinous, so come on, come on, comeupance
You really are the star of the show right now
It's sad and strange but kinda strange
When cliches are true, yeah

Beatin' six ways till Sunday
Beatin' six ways till Sunday now
And I am sorry to enjoy this
But what would you have me do?

What would you have me do?
What would you have me do?
What would you have me do?
What would you have me do?
What would you have me do?

Beatin' six ways till Sunday
Beatin' six ways till Sunday
Beatin' six ways till Sunday

Beatin' six ways till Sunday
Beatin' six ways till Sunday
Beatin' six ways till Sunday

Hold tight, it's New Year's Eve
It will be cold tonight, kill the heat
And shut out all the lights
Cut the phone line too

Alright, we don't need nothing but cyanide
Pulled out teeth won't be identified
What would you have me do?
You got it

Hold tight, it's New Year's Eve
It will be cold tonight, kill the heat
And shut out all the lights
Cut the phone line too
You got it

Alright, we don't need nothing but cyanide
Pulled out teeth won't be identified
What would you have me do?

Hold tight, it's New Year's Eve
It will be cold tonight, kill the heat
And shut out all the lights
Cut the phone line too

Alright, we don't need nothing but cyanide
Pulled out teeth won't be identified
What would you have me do?

Hold tight, it's New Year's Eve
It will be cold tonight, kill the heat
And shut out all the lights
Cut the phone line too

Alright, we don't need nothing but cyanide
Pulled out teeth won't be identified
What would you have me do?
What would you have me do?

Hold tight, it's New Year's Eve
It will be cold tonight, kill the heat
And shut out all the lights
Cut the phone line too

Alright, we don't need nothing but cyanide
Pulled out teeth won't be identified
What would you have me do?
What would you have me do?

Hold tight, it's New Year's Eve
It will be cold tonight, kill the heat
And shut out all the lights
Cut the phone line too
What would you have me do?

Alright, we don't need nothing but cyanide
Pulled out teeth won't be identified
What would you have me do?
What would you have me do?

Hold tight, it's New Year's Eve
It will be cold tonight, kill the heat
And shut out all the lights
Cut the phone line too
What would you have me do?

Alright, we don't need nothing but cyanide
Pulled out teeth won't be identified
What would you have me do?

Alright, we don't need nothing but cyanide
Pulled out teeth won't be identified
What would you have me do?

Hold tight, it's New Year's Eve
It will be cold tonight, kill the heat
And shut out all the lights
What would you have me do?

What would you have me do?
What would you have me do?
What would you have me do?

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There'Ll Be Sad Songs (To Make You Cry) - Lyrics - Billy Ocean

Title: There'Ll Be Sad Songs (To Make You Cry)
Artist: Billy Ocean
Composer(s): B Eastmond, Billy Ocean, W Braithwaite

Lyric:
Sometimes, I wonder by the look in your eyes
When I'm standing beside you
There's a fever burning deep inside
Is there another in your memory?
Do you think of that someone
When you hear that special melody?

I always stop and think of you especially
When the words of a love song
Touch the very heart of me

There'll be sad songs to make you cry
Love songs often do
They can touch the heart of someone new
Saying I love you

I often wonder, how it could be
You loving me
Two hearts in perfect harmony
I count the hours until that day
A rhapsody plays
A melody for you and me

Until the moment when you give your love to me
You're the one, I care for
The one, that I will wait for

There'll be sad songs to make you cry
Love songs often do
They can touch the heart of someone new
Saying I love you

There'll be sad songs to make you cry
Love songs often do
They can touch the heart of someone new
Saying I love you

You're my desire
You take me higher
My love is like a river running so deep

I always stop and think of you especially
When the words of a love song
Touch the very heart of me

There'll be sad songs to make you cry
Love songs often do
They can touch the heart of someone new
Saying I love you

There'll be sad songs to make you cry
Love songs often do
They can touch the heart of someone new
Saying I love you

Saying I love you
I love you

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Shutupayouface - Lyrics - The Sneak Attack - Krs One

Title: Shutupayouface
Album: The Sneak Attack
Artist: Krs One
Composer(s): Burt Bonaldi, Lawrence Parker, Fred Nassar

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Lyric:
Yeah, whassup? Whassamatta you?
(You)
Why you lookin' so sad?
(So sad)
KRS is back, but you don't look so glad
(He's back)

Ahh, shutupayouface, look at this place
Why was I chosen to pick up the race?
And carry the flame, the torch, the name?
Millennium games, it's all the same
Sinners repent, many for fear
End of the year, everyone cheers
Only a few hear my voice in they ears

Everyone else well they really don't care
But what if I told you I could read the future
And in the future, they the losers
We the winners, cause they the sinners
Well it's all mathematics, can I eat my dinner

And think why was I made to link
(Think)
Between them and the universe, battle, who the first?
I don't really care 'cause I'm really not here
I'm showin' you skill, but you still sayin', "Where?"

Whassamatta you? Why you lookin' so sad?
(You)
(So sad)
KRS is back but you don't look so glad
(He's back)
Ahh, shutupayouface

Every race, walkin' around with they head up in space
They cannot see that we all really one
In any battle I already won
Thank the creator, it's already done
KRS-One? Leavin' 'em stunned

Dunn duh-duh dunn dunn done it again
Me and Will and my brother named Ken
Now let me tell you
The bass in your face, the highs in your eyes
Will make you realize
If you down with the temple of Hip-Hop

You not no average guy, or girl
C'mon take a critical look in my world
See the metaphysical books that I twirl and twist
Forces the ventriloquist
I'm just a dummy gettin' money at this name Kris

Whassamatta you? Why you lookin' so sad
(You)
(So sad)
KRS is back, but you don't look so glad
(He's back)
Ahh shutupayouface

KRS-One, Knowledge Reigns Supreme Over Nearly Everyone
Look, I be chillin' readin' a book
While the hip-hop nation repeats my hooks
All I wanna see is y'all healthy and wealthy
Yeah, we already did it, really what can they tell me
About the pimps and the hoes, players and the clothes

You gets no money if you got no flow, no skill
C'mon y'all it's time to build
If you got no skill, how you gon' build?
Build, c'mon y'all it's time to build
If you got no skill, how you gon' build?

Whassamatta you? Why you lookin' so sad
(You)
(So sad)
KRS is back, but you don't look so glad
(He's back)
Ahh shutupayouface, negative ass
We bring the light

North Carolina, they got me
Florida, they got me
Texas, yeah, they rock me
In New York City they got me

L.A., ha hah, they got me
Canada, up North they rock me
D.C. Atlanta, they got me
Ha hah, none of y'all can't stop me

Whassamatta you? Why you lookin' so sad
(You)
(So sad)
KRS is back, but you don't look so glad
(He's back)
Ahh shutupayouface! Give it to 'em

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The Patriot'S Dream - Lyrics - Gordon Lightfoot

Title: The Patriot'S Dream
Artist: Gordon Lightfoot
Composer(s): Gordon Lightfoot

Lyric:
The songs of the wars are as old as the hills
They cling like the rust on the cold steel that kills
They tell of the boys who went down to the tracks
In a patriotic manner with the cold steel on their backs

The patriot's dream is as old as the sky
It lives in the lust of a cold callous lie
Let's drink to the men who got caught by the chill
Of the patriotic fever and the cold steel that kills

The train pulled away on that glorious night
The drummer got drunk and the bugler got tight
While the boys in the back sang a song of good cheer
While riding off to glory in the spring of their years

The patriot's dream still lives on today
It makes mothers weep and it makes lovers pray
Let's drink to the men who got caught by the chill
Of the patriotic fever and the cold steel that kills

Well, there was a sad, sad lady
Weeping all night long
She received a sad, sad message
From a voice on the telephone

Her children were all sleeping
As she waited out the dawn
How could she tell those children
That their father was shot down

So she took them to her side that day and she told them one by one
Your father was a good man ten thousand miles from home
He tried to do his duty and it took him straight to hell
He might be in some prison, I hope he's treated well

Well, there was a young girl watching in the early afternoon
When she heard the name of someone who said he'd be home soon
And she wondered how they got him, but the papers did not tell
There would be no sweet reunion, there would be no wedding bells

So she took herself into her room and she turned the bed sheets down
And she cried into the silken folds of her new wedding gown
He tried to do his duty and it took him straight to hell
He might be in some prison, I hope he's treated well

Well, there was an old man sitting in his mansion on the hill
And he thought of his good fortune and the time he'd yet o kill
Well, he called to his wife one day, "Come sit with me awhile"
Then turning toward the sunset, he smiled a wicked smile

"Well I'd like to say, I'm sorry for the sinful deeds I've done
But let me first remind you, I'm a patriotic son"
They tried to do their duty and it took 'em straight to hell
They might be in some prison, I hope they're treated well

The songs of the wars are as old as the hills
They cling like the rust on the cold steel that kills
They tell of the boys who went down to the tracks
In a patriotic manner with the cold steel on their backs

The train pulled away on that glorious night
The drummer got drunk and the bugler got tight
While the boys in the back sang a song of good cheer
While riding off to glory in the spring of their years

The patriot's dream still lives on today
It makes mothers weep and it makes lovers pray
Let's drink to the men who got caught by the chill
Of the patriotic fever and the cold steel that kills

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I Want It All - Lyrics - Edwin Mccain

Title: I Want It All
Artist: Edwin Mccain
Composer(s): Edwin Mccain, Pete Riley, Wendell Lee Mobley, Neil Thrasher

Lyric:
She's got an inner child
A little tame and a whole lot of wild
But as crazy as it is, it is who she is

And she smiles and she frowns
She's sunshine and she's clouds
Emotional to say the least
But that's okay with me

'Cuz when I fell, I fell hard for every part
From the beauty in her eyes to the love that's in her heart
The good, the bad, the happy and the sad
Her perfections, her every little flaw, I want it all

And she found some new laugh lines
But whenever she asks me
It's only beauty that I see

'Cuz when I fell, I fell hard for every part
From the beauty in her eyes to the love that's in her heart
The good, the bad, the happy and the sad
Her perfections, her every little flaw, I want it all

And when she falls asleep
I know she'll dream a little dream of me
And in the morning she will see
That it's easy to believe

'Cuz when I fell, I fell hard for every part
From the beauty in her eyes to the love that's in her heart
The good, the bad, the happy and the sad
Her perfections, her every little flaw, I want it all

I want it all, the good the bad, the happy and the sad
I want it all, the good the bad, the happy and the sad
I want it all, the good the bad, the happy and the sad
...

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The New Sad - Lyrics - Barenaked Ladies

Title: The New Sad
Artist: Barenaked Ladies
Composer(s): Steven Page, Ed Robertson

Lyric:
Everybody knows
That happy is the new sad
So I am gonna go
And imitate my old dad
And never crack a smile again

Everybody knows
That as we all get older
The will is first to go
And so upon my shoulder
The bluebird shall not sing again

Everybody knows
That as our hair gets grayer
We strike a bended pose
And say a little prayer
To never feel this way again

Everybody knows
It's never getting better
Everything must go
And you will have to let her
And never see her face again

Everybody's youth
Is only what they make it
We're longer in the tooth
So why do people fake it?
We'll never get it back again

I know it hurts
No one wants to die
Goodbye, goodbye
Goodbye, goodbye

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When The Night Comes Down - Lyrics - Unusual Heat - Foreigner

Title: When The Night Comes Down
Album: Unusual Heat
Artist: Foreigner
Composer(s): Terry Thomas, Johnny Edwards, Mick Jones

Lyric:
Jimmy got lost in a schoolboy phase
You see the lines got crossed at a young and tender age
He dropped out of school and with the new crowd he'd meet
He left his broken home for a new life out on the street

See the young boys laugh
They're gettin' high on a midnight run
They've got it all figured out
They don't need no help from anyone, no, no

Jimmy never knew real love in his heart
No feelings remain
Somehow he knew he'd never be a part
So alone with his pain

When the night comes down
Out there on the streets, so many sad, sad stories
When the night comes down
They're runnin' out of hope in this land of glory
They're runnin' in the night
When the night comes down

See the young boy cry, he's cryin' out, all alone
And the hurt inside, he's gotta face it all on his own
And the church bells ring and the Lord is praised
But they ain't got time for Jimmy on their holy, holy days

Jimmy never felt real love in his heart
No feelings remain
Somehow he knew he'd never be a part
So alone with his pain

When the night comes down
Out there on the streets, so many sad, sad stories
When the night comes down
They're runnin' out of hope in this land of glory
Just runnin' in the night
When the night comes down

Oh, it's a cold hearted town
Nothin' but a battleground, yeah yeah

And they're runnin' out of hope in this land of glory
When the night comes down
When the night comes down
On this battleground, yeah
So many, so many sad, sad stories
Oh, you can see it every night
When the night comes down

See the young boy cry

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Why Does Love Got To Be So Sad - Lyrics - Layla - Derek And The Dominos

Title: Why Does Love Got To Be So Sad
Album: Layla
Artist: Derek And The Dominos
Composer(s): Bobby Whitlock, Eric Patrick Clapton

Lyric:
Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh yeah

Got to find me a way to take me back to yesterday
How can I ever hope to forget you?
Show me a place where I can hide my lonely face
I know you're going to break my heart if I let you, oh yeah

Why does love got to be so sad?
Why does love got to be so sad?
Why does love got to be so sad?
Why does love got to be so sad?

Like a moth to a flame, like a song without a name
I've never been the same since I met you
Like a bird on the wing, got a brand new song to sing
I can't keep from singing about you, oh

Why does love got to be so sad?
Why does love got to be so sad?
Why does love got to be so sad?
Why does love got to be so sad?

You see what a fool you've made of me
I might have to break the law when I find you
Stop running away, I've got a better game to play
You know I can't go on living without you, oh

Why does love got to be so sad?
Why does love got to be so sad?
Why does love got to be so sad?
Why does love got to be so?
Why does love got to be so sad?

Why does love got to be so sad?
Why does love got to be so sad?
Why does love got to be so sad?
Why does love got to be so sad?

Why does love got to be so sad?
Why does love got to be so sad?
Why does love got to be so sad?
Why does love got to be so?

Why does love got to be so sad?
Why does love got to be so sad?
Why does love got to be so sad?
Why does love got to be so sad?

Why does love got to be so sad?
Why does love got to be so?
Why does love got to be so sad?
Why does love got to be so sad?

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Southern California Wants To Be Western New York - Lyrics - Dar Williams

Title: Southern California Wants To Be Western New York
Artist: Dar Williams
Composer(s): Dare Williams

Lyric:
There's a part of the country
Could drop off tomorrow in an earthquake
Yeah, it's out there on the cutting edge
The people move, the sidewalks shake

And there's another part of the country
With a land that gently creaks and thuds
Where the heavy snows make faucets leak
In bathrooms with free-standing tubs

They're in houses that are haunted
With the kids who lie awake and think about
All the generations past
Who used to use that dripping sink

Sometimes one place wants
To slip into the other just to see
What it's like to trade its demons
For the restless ghost of Mrs. Ogilvy

Used to pick the mint from her front yard
To dress the Sunday pork
Sometimes southern California wants
To be western New York

Wants to have a family business
In sheet metal or power tools
And it wants to have a diner
Where the coffee tastes like diesel fuel

And it wants to find the glory of a town
They say has hit the skids
And it wants to have a snow day
That will turn its parents into kids

And it's embarrassed, but it's lusting
After a suny student with mousy brown hair who is
Taking out the compost
Making coffee in long underwear

And southern California says
To save a place, I'll meet you there
And it tried to pack up its miata
All it could fit was a prayer

Sometimes the stakes are bogus
Sometimes the fast lane hits a fork
Sometimes southern California wants
To be western New York

Tempe, Arizona thinks the Everglades
Are greener and wetter
And Washington D.C. thinks
That Atlanta integrated better

But I think that southern California
Has more pain that we can say
'Cause it wants to travel back in time
But it just can't leave L.A.

But now I hear they've got a theme park planned
Designed to make you gasp and say
Bet that crumbling mill town
Was a booming mill town in its day

Old investors scoff at this, but the young ones
Hope they'll take a chance
And they promise it will make more dough
Than Mickey Mouse in northern France

And the planners got an opening day
A town historian will host
And the waitresses look like waitresses
Who want to leave for the West Coast

And they'll have puttering on rainy weekends
Autumn days that make you feel sad
They'll have hundred year old plumbing
And the family you never had

And a Hudson River clean-up concert
And a bundle-bearing stork
And I hear they've got a menu planned
It's tray western New York, western New York

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Blacker The Berry - Lyrics - Light Poles and Pine Trees - Field Mob

Title: Blacker The Berry
Album: Light Poles and Pine Trees
Artist: Field Mob
Composer(s): Stan Vincent, Darion Crawford, Tupac Shakur, Daryl Anderson, Kendall Johnson, Roger Troutman

Lyric:
It's ya boy Chevy P, babe
Listen

I remember as a kid back, in the days
I got picked on, kicked at, shit on, spit at
Get gone, get back, gone smoke, get away
Havin' a dark pigmentation was hard then to make friends

Felt like God didn't take his time with me
He musta made me late night, tired and sleepy
'Cause life wasn't easy, they dogged me
Said that I was so dark the bet, I could sweat coffee

And peepee sweet tea and spit oil
Say when ashy I lotion down in Armor All
Made me feel like a loser really lame
Because of my complexion, nobody would include me in games

Not even tag, never "It", nobody would touch me
Nope no girlfriends 'cause shawties thought I was ugly
Through all the jokes and laughs pokes and stabs blows and jabs
Hopin' sad, mopin' mad before the scabs nobody told me that

The blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice
I say, the darker the flesh, then the deeper the roots
The blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice
I say, the darker the flesh, then the deeper the roots

The blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice
I say, the blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice
I say, the blacker the berry, the blacker the berry
The blacker, the blacker, the blacker, the blacker

I ain't have Marvin Gaye to sing to me
And make me feel like black was the thing to be
Until Big Daddy Kane, I was so glad he came
Made me feel good about bein' black again 'cause

We was at the bottom of the market
Al B. made sure it was a problem to be dark skinned
Until Wesley sniped him
In with the darkies, out with the light skinned

Now we got Tyrese Taye and Tyson
Mekhi Phife in every movie ya likin'
Blade he remind me of a modern day Panther
While Batman hides behind a mask like a Klansman

We have to achieve, 'Caine's killin' us
Like it killed the second son of Adam and Eve
Ya palm is white and spreaded fist still black and tightly now
Slappin' five was cool but rather ya ball ya fist and give me pound 'cause

The blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice
I say, the darker the flesh, then the deeper the roots
The blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice
I say, the darker the flesh, then the deeper the roots

The blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice
I say, the blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice
I say, the blacker the berry, the blacker the berry
The blacker, the blacker, the blacker, the blacker

Tiger Woods say he ain't black, whatever
They say Michael Jackson ain't white, whatever
And Venus and Serena done beat mo' white girls
Than O.J. and Rick James put together

Now Michael Vick's the new black hero
Bet John Madden ain't see it comin', saw a quarterback as a negro
Jordan he can't hide it he look like an African Tribal leader
If you can lighten him then you can brighten me up

Now don't get me wrong and think I'm prejudiced
Listenin' to this song, I'm not racist
As a matter of fact, shout out to Jamie Lori and Chad
My white friends from Lee County to Bladecliff

Just bein' dark is it what's like bein' white in the audience
At a black comedy show I
Was guaranteed to get cracked on and joked out
Now this ugly duckling is a swan, I know now

The blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice
I say, the darker the flesh, then the deeper the roots
The blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice
I say, the darker the flesh, then the deeper the roots

The blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice
I say, the blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice
I say, the blacker the berry, the blacker the berry
The blacker, the blacker, the blacker, the blacker

It's the F.B.I.

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Smilin' - Lyrics - Light Poles and Pine Trees - Field Mob

Title: Smilin'
Album: Light Poles and Pine Trees
Artist: Field Mob
Composer(s): James Brown, Shawn Johnson, Christopher Bridges, Darion Crawford, E Howard Anderson, Betty Newsome

Lyric:
[Incomprehensible]
Chevy Pender-grass

You be smilin' when I'm frownin'
You be frownin' when I'm smilin'
You be happy when I'm sad
But when I'm glad you get mad

You be smilin' when I'm frownin'
You be frownin' when I'm smilin'
You be happy when I'm sad
But when I'm glad you get mad, yeah

I was young, sixteen, put the city on my back
Said I'll do it I did it, Albany on the map
Been stickin' to the script y'all really wanna act
Like I ain't the real reason y'all really wanna rap

They jealous they wanna step in my spot but you can sneeze
The rest of ya life and won't get the blessings I got
I sold butter made bread plus I roll wit toast
My brother call me nearsighted say my foes is close

No friends, it's just a waste of time I know ya bogus
Crooked behind my back ya like a spine wit scoliosis
I'm focused like the Ford car, private like a G4
Try me get shells in ya waves like a seashore

See I don't be on what he on we grown he wrong
He gon' keep on he gon' be gone
Two-faced like Geminis, I came up wit you man
I'll speak but I don't mess wit you man

You be smilin' when I'm frownin'
You be frownin' when I'm smilin'
You be happy when I'm sad
But when I'm glad you get mad

You be smilin' when I'm frownin'
You be frownin' when I'm smilin'
You be happy when I'm sad
But when I'm glad you get mad, yeah

Why is it when my frown is down side up ya smile is upside down?
Is it because of my fly style or is it my nice house?
Is it 'cause I'm iced out and livin' a life now that
I'm 'bout through strugglin' everything is alright now?

You see the jag on them flats pass
Don't get mad, get glad like the trashbags
You just pray and pray on my downfall
When I'm up ya down me when I'm down ya clown me

Claimin' to be my friend but really softer than the spot
In my back to ease his knife in
He ain't got love for me, I wrote a rhyme about it
That hole ya dug for me you tryna climb up out it

Ya bust ya head at the bottom now ya cryin' about it
Well, when around came right back around and got him
The more paper the more haters, I need more cheese
'Cause the haters I got they startin' to bore me

You be smilin' when I'm frownin'
You be frownin' when I'm smilin'
You be happy when I'm sad
But when I'm glad you get mad

You be smilin' when I'm frownin'
You be frownin' when I'm smilin'
You be happy when I'm sad
But when I'm glad you get mad, yeah

From the tip o' ya nose to the tip o' ya toes
Y'all ain't nothin' but some hatin'
Smilin' in my face everyday like "What up Luda"
I'm just waitin' for the day to put a slug up to ya

Ol' fake kissers walk past diss ya
Breathe you a wannabe me, why?
'Cause I got new whips and wreck 'em or
'Cause I got flows that make, bend it like Beckham

Is it 'cause a lot of money stay close to me?
Or is it cause you should have been where I'm supposed to be?
Well, everyday I stay fresh whole fam got cheese
So I could care less what you think about me

I thank my enemies and I truly adore 'em
Best way to get back at somebody is to ignore 'em
I'm the heavyweight champ, we'll see who gon' drop
'Cause everybody in the bottom know who on top, Luda

You be smilin' when I'm frownin'
You be frownin' when I'm smilin'
You be happy when I'm sad
But when I'm glad you get mad

You be smilin' when I'm frownin'
You be frownin' when I'm smilin'
You be happy when I'm sad
But when I'm glad you get mad, yeah

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Fantasy - Lyrics - Levellers

Title: Fantasy
Artist: Levellers
Composer(s): Jonathan Sevink, Mark Chadwick, Jeremy Cunningham, Charles Heather

Lyric:
He thought he was drunk as can be
New white skinny rebel was he
Because he knew what mattered
It's all in a clatter of the bands he'd seen

Now, his words of wisdom would shock
Whether he meant them or not
He'd save the world, all the boys and the girls
But another single's all he'd be

That's sad, that's right
Another night of someone else's fantasy
That's sad, that's right
Another night of someone else's fantasy

He thought he was cool with his tunes
He practiced the knack in his room
And in the evenings, he'd DJ with the slider at plus eight
Believing at his feet we swoon

Now he's always there in the queue
While down on the dance floor it's you
And when he starts playing, he's up there playing
You don't notice that they're not his tunes

That's sad, that's right
Another night of someone else's fantasy
That's sad, that's right
Another night of someone else's fantasy

That's sad, that's right
Another night of someone else's fantasy
That's sad, that's right
Another night of someone else's fantasy

He thought he could measure the world
Because he loved the flag when unfurled
First he's a lawyer, excellent debater
You should have heard the mud he hurled

Now you've seen his face on TV
Leading parliamentary
When he makes decisions that meet your derision
He reminds us all that we're free

That's sad, that's right
Another night of someone else's fantasy
That's sad, that's right
Another night of someone else's fantasy

That's sad, that's right
Another night of someone else's fantasy
That's sad, that's right
Another night of someone else's fantasy, fantasy

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A New England - Lyrics - Kirsty Maccoll

Title: A New England
Artist: Kirsty Maccoll
Composer(s): Billy Bragg

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Lyric:
I was twenty-one years when I wrote this song
I'm twenty-two now, but I won't be for long
People ask me when will I grow up to understand
Why the girls I knew at school are already pushing prams

I loved you then as I love you still
Though I put you on a pedestal, you put me on the pill
I don't feel bad about letting you go
I just feel sad about letting you know

I don't want to change the world
I'm not looking for a new England
Are you looking for another girl?

I don't want to change the world
I'm not looking for a new England
Are you looking for another girl?

I loved the words you wrote to me
But that was bloody yesterday
I can't survive on what you send
Every time you need a friend

I saw two shooting stars last night
I wished on them, but they were only satellites
It's wrong to wish on space hardware
I wish, I wish, I wish you'd care

I don't want to change the world
I'm not looking for a new England
Are you looking for another girl?

I don't want to change the world
I'm not looking for a new England
Are you looking for another girl?

My dreams were full of strange ideas
My mind was set despite the fears
But other things got in the way
I never asked that boy to stay

Once upon a time at home
I sat beside the telephone
Waiting for someone to pull me through
When at last it didn't ring, I knew it wasn't you

I don't want to change the world
I'm not looking for a new England
Are you looking for another girl?

I don't want to change the world
I'm not looking for a new England
Are you looking for another?

I don't want to change the world
I'm not looking for a new England
Are you looking for another girl?

Looking for another girl
Looking for another girl
Looking for another girl
Girl, girl, girl

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Dear Jenny - Lyrics - No, Virginia... - The Dresden Dolls

Title: Dear Jenny
Album: No, Virginia...
Artist: The Dresden Dolls
Composer(s): Amanda Mackinnon Palmer

Lyric:
Boys wear overcoats in heat like this to keep themselves from showing
Girls fill out prescriptions for the tricks
That keep their hearts from growing
Specialists review the year in tears and call for drastic measures
Send them to resorts for boys and girls to get their wits together

Sad but true, the facts of life are bound to get you down
What's the use dear Jenny
Anyway the world is pretty
World is pretty

Ashley talks to astronauts back home by means of fax transmission
Andy gets a new tattoo each time he gets back bathroom privilege
Weary oh so drearily we wave our flags into the camera
Amber goes, the hotlines are all friends but no one ever answers

Sad but true, the truth can turn your smile to a frown
Oh, what's the use dear Jenny
Anyway the world is pretty, world is pretty
World is pretty upside down

The rates are better in the summer
The rates are better in the summer
Looks like old Jenny's doing better
Her rates are better in the summer

Back at home the broadcast warning bounces off of an empty table
Jenny asks the astronauts to sleep with her behind the stable
Christmas hasn't been the same since dad put in the central heating
Checks you before bedtime with a battery
To keep your new heart beating

And the world might turn a million times around
Before they tell you Jenny
Anyway the world is happy, world is happy
World is happy, world is happy

Sometimes they let strangers in
And other times they check their records
When they check out in the morning dad puts out the lie detectors
Jenny prays to God she's never heard of for a special warning
All the walls stay dead as Jenny's head is but she's still observing

Sad but true, the two of us might really make it through
Otherwise what's the use dear Jenny
Anyway the world is happy, world is happy
World is happy without you

The rates are better in the summer
The rates are better in the summer
Looks like old Jenny's doing better
The rates are better in the summer

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