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Saturday, August 14, 2010

Three Cool Cats - Lyrics - Beatles

Title: Three Cool Cats
Artist: Beatles
Composer(s): Jerry Leiber, Mike Stoller

Lyric:
Three cool cats
Three cool cats
A-hung on the corner in a beat up car
Splitting up a nip of candy bar
Talking all about how sharp they are
These three cool cats

Three cool chicks
Are walking down the street swinging their hips
Splitting up a bag of potato chips
And three cool cats did three big flips for
Three cool chicks
Yeah, three cool chicks

Well up popped that first cool cat
He said, "Man, look at that!
Man, do you see what I see??
?Well, I want that middle chick!"
"I want that little chick!"
"Hey, man save one chick for me!"

Well, three cool chicks
Three cool chicks
Well, they looked like angels from up above
And three cool cats really fell in love
But three cool chicks made three fools of
Those three cool cats
Three cool cats

Well, up popped that first cool cat
He said "Man look at that!
Man, do you see what I see??
?Well, now I want that middle chick!"
"I want that little chick!"
"Hey, man save one chick for me!"

Three cool chicks
Three cool chicks
They looked like angels from up above
And three cool cats really fell in love
But three cool chicks made three fools of
These three cool cats
Three cool cats
Three cool cats
Three cool cats

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Friday, August 13, 2010

Three Angels - Lyrics - New Morning - Bob Dylan

Title: Three Angels
Album: New Morning
Artist: Bob Dylan
Composer(s): Bob Dylan

Lyric:
Three angels up above the street
Each one playing a horn
Dressed in green robes with wings that stick out
They're been there since Christmas morn'

The wildest cat from Montana passes by in a flash
Then a lady in a bright orange dress
One u-haul trailer a truck with no wheels
The tenth avenue bus goin' west

The dogs and pigeons fly up and they flutter around
A man with a badge skips by
Three fellows crawling on their way back to work
Nobody stops to ask why?

The bakery truck stops outside of that fence
Where the angels stand high on their poles
The driver peeks out tryin' to find one face
In this concrete world full of souls

The angels play on their horns all day
The whole earth in progressions seems to pass by
But does anyone hear the music they play?
Does anyone even try?

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Monday, August 16, 2010

Three Angels - Lyrics - Headstones

Title: Three Angels
Artist: Headstones
Composer(s): Trent Carr, Hugh Rush Dillon, Mark Malcolm Gibson

Lyric:
Three angels set the table for me tonight
They know my face, they set a place and it's for me tonight
Well, I can't disappoint 'em, I guess I'll join 'em

They've been waitin' on me forever
And I've been down on earth and in this town
And I swear there's got to be somethin' better

New suit and a new tie
A real nice service for me when I die
New suit, cuff links and a new tie
A real nice service for me when I die

Well, that's the thing about leavin'
When you get there, you're seldom forgiven
And all your best friends are people that you've just met

You can take 'em or leave 'em
Well, they're sittin' in this barroom
And I guess it beats the hell out of loneliness
Sweet loneliness, sweet loneliness

You say, you gave it, gave it all away
You've got nothin', nothin' left to trade
I hear you say, you gave it, gave it all away
You've got nothin', nothin' left to trade

We're the type, we live and learn
Scatter my ashes then you smash the urn
Into a broken room with 25 doors that you can't open
And each time you open one the other 24 they're explodin', explodin'

That's the thing about leavin'
You get there, you take what you're given
All your best friends are people you've just met

You can take 'em or leave 'em
Well, they're sittin' in this barroom
I guess it beats the hell out of loneliness for you
Loneliness for you, loneliness for you, alright

New suit, a new tie
A real nice service for me when I die

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Thursday, August 5, 2010

Angels Around Me - Lyrics - Dj Kayslay

Title: Angels Around Me
Artist: Dj Kayslay
Composer(s): Raymond Grant, Richard Grant, Curtis Jackson

Lyric:
G-Unit, haha, haha

If some shots should happen to go off tonight
Don't worry about me, I'll be aight
Niggaz can waste ten while firin' at me
'Cause I'm God's child, there's angels around me

If some shots should happen to go off tonight
Don't worry about me, I'll be aight
Niggaz can waste ten while firin' at me
'Cause I'm God's child, there's angels around me

Life's a bitch and then you die, this couldn't be worse
I either don't eat this week, or snatch this purse
Clip hangin' out the side of my car
Commin' outta my eyes is bloodshot red, I'm high but let's ride

I ain't scared, if I die it was meant to be
He might send for you, before he send for me
Gun-butt you with the back of the baretta
The three-fifty-seven or, the black mac-eleven

We drive bulletproof Coupes nigga, go on, take your shot
We used to shoot hoops nigga, now we shoot up blocks
Got them shells with them green tips just for y'all
You can run but they comin' through them concrete walls

Banks dropped me off and show me where he live at
Think he tough, I'ma put six in his six-pack
When you hear that click-clack bitch better get back quick
One to the chest make niggaz do backflips

If some shots should happen to go off tonight
Don't worry about me, I'll be aight
Niggaz can waste ten while firin' at me
'Cause I'm God's child, there's angels around me

If some shots should happen to go off tonight
Don't worry about me, I'll be aight
Niggaz can waste ten while firin' at me
'Cause I'm God's child, there's angels around me

You don't think I know you niggaz want me to get murked
Get lowered in the dirt in all black with a button-downed shirt
Cold with two to the dome, the little niggaz
Don't get to see Disneyland, they'll settle for a funeral home

You don't need hoes to know that the lead's hot
I'm prepared for anything tonight as long as it's not a headshot
The bigger the rim, the bigger the tire
Hollow tips'll make him feel like a nigga on fire

Everybody gotta go, it's the truth
So I figure while I'm waitin on my turn I'ma blow up the booth
I seen niggaz in wheelchairs, eye patches and crutches
Arm slings that came home to haze and dutches

We can go there but need I shoot
Put some holes in your Fila suit
You probably hurl when you see my Coupe
I play the hood all the time 'cause I don't give a fuck
You can shoot me down but as long as I keep gettin' up, what?

If some shots should happen to go off tonight
Don't worry about me, I'll be aight
Niggaz can waste ten while firin' at me
'Cause I'm God's child, there's angels around me

If some shots should happen to go off tonight
Don't worry about me, I'll be aight
Niggaz can waste ten while firin' at me
'Cause I'm God's child, there's angels around me

Shootout shots ricochet, dots in that nigga dere
When your time's up, your time's up, this is real shit
On my balls till my number calls, say a prayer

Hopin' God hear - look, I don't fear man
Wanna bang out let's bang out, I don't care man
A eye for an eye, my perfect to perfections
They have me sprayin' automatics in every direction

Call me Louie Loco, nut case, oh no
I'm more like the kid that put the game in a chokehold
You stunt and I stop it, I'm makin' a profit
Every time you hear my vocals comin' out them lo-lo's
From LA to NY, on the red-eye

Teflon in my luggage, you gotta love it, I'm thuggin'
My street slang, my penitentiary posture
Got me out sellin' niggaz whole fuckin' rosters
I'm big in New York, like B.I.G. plus I runs with D R E

If some shots should happen to go off tonight
Don't worry about me, I'll be aight
Niggaz can waste ten while firin' at me
'Cause I'm God's child, there's angels around me

If some shots should happen to go off tonight
Don't worry about me, I'll be aight
Niggaz can waste ten while firin' at me
'Cause I'm God's child, there's angels around me

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Thursday, August 12, 2010

Fangs Of Love - Lyrics - A Crime For All Seasons - My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult

Title: Fangs Of Love
Album: A Crime For All Seasons
Artist: My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult
Composer(s): Frank Nardiello, Marston Daley

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Lyric:
Acid angels come to the fangs of love
Swine brother beware
Stare deeper blank mirror hating a vacant heart
You're goin' down

Who has a hold of you
Touching and molding you?
Tell us why you?re all to blame
Acid angels come to the fangs of love

Acid angel, teenage time bomb
Acid angel, teenage time bomb
Acid angel, acid angel
Acid angels come to the fangs of love

Acid angels come to the fangs of love
Swine brother beware
Stare deeper blank mirror hating a vacant heart
You're goin' down

Who has a hold of you
Touching and molding you?
Tell us why you?re all to blame
Acid angels come to the fangs of love

Swine brother beware, you?re goin' down
Swine brother beware, you?re goin' down
Swine brother beware, you?re goin' down
Swine brother beware, you?re goin' down

Acid angel, teenage time bomb
Acid angel, teenage time bomb
Acid angel, acid angel
Acid angels come to the fangs of love

Playing baby, you belong lost
Playing baby, playing baby
When life is dark, breakdown in three parts
Playing too sweet to die

Who?s got a hold of you?
Melting, controlling you
You cry in the streets, riddled with freaks
Acid angels come to the fangs of love

Swine brother beware, you?re goin' down
Swine brother beware, you?re goin' down
Swine brother beware, you?re goin' down
Swine brother beware, you?re goin' down

You?re goin' down, you?re goin' down
You?re goin' down, you?re goin' down
You?re goin' down, you?re goin' down
You?re goin' down, you?re goin' down

You?re goin' down
You?re goin' down

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Monday, August 9, 2010

Rolling Sevens - Lyrics - Abc

Title: Rolling Sevens
Artist: Abc
Composer(s): Martin Fry, Keith Lowndes, Glenn Peter Gregory

Lyric:
I was tired of letting her
Taking me for what she could get
Smoking me down
Like her last cigarette

See luck's a dime in dozen
In a thousand different places
Every country cousin's
Holding five sweet aces
All of a sudden
Love shines down on me

Kissing you is like the angels kissing heaven
When I roll those dice, I swear I'm rolling sevens
I'll do whatever you want, whatever you say
Everything's going our way

Poets and philosophers
Can say what they like
But they've never been to your place
After the clock strikes midnight

Zooming in on you
Pulled me into focus
All the wild cards
Start turning into jokers
All of a sudden
Love shines down on me

Kissing you is like the angels kissing heaven
When I roll those dice, I swear I'm rolling sevens, sevens
I'll do whatever you want, whatever you say
Everything's going our way, yeah

Kissing you is like the angels kissing heaven
When I roll those dice, I swear I'm rolling sevens
I'll do whatever you want, whatever you say
Everything's going our way, yeah

Rolling sevens, rolling sevens, rolling sevens
Our way, yeah, rolling sevens, rolling sevens, yeah

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, seven
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, seven
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, seven
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, seven, seven

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Monday, August 23, 2010

Fear Not Of Man - Lyrics - Black On Both Sides - Mos Def

Title: Fear Not Of Man
Album: Black On Both Sides
Artist: Mos Def
Composer(s): Dante Beze

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Lyric:
Bismillah ir Rahman ir Raheem

If you can hear me, Ladies and Gentlemen
Then I'm very happy that you came here

Ooh ooh, ooh ooh, we
That was for Brooklyn
Ha ha, we get it every time
You got me on? Ohh

Shout out to all of my crew, East-West, North-South
All the continent, Europe, all abroad international
Bring it in, bring it in, bring it in, bring it in
It's a lot of things goin' on y'all

21st century is comin', 20th century almost done
A lot of things have changed, a lot of things have not, mainly us
We gon' get it together right? I believe that
Listen, people be askin' me all the time

Yo Mos, what's gettin' ready to happen with Hip-Hop?
(Where do you think Hip-Hop is goin'?)
I tell 'em, "You know what's gonna happen with Hip-Hop?
Whatever's happening with us"

If we smoked out, Hip-Hop is gonna be smoked out
If we doin' alright, Hip-Hop is gonna be doin' alright
People talk about Hip-Hop like it's some giant livin' in the hillside
Comin' down to visit the townspeople, we are Hip-Hop

Me, you, everybody, we are Hip-Hop
So Hip-Hop is goin', where we goin'
So the next time you ask yourself where Hip-Hop is goin'
Ask yourself, where am I goin'? How am I doin'?

'Til you get a clear idea
So, if Hip-Hop is about the people
And the Hip-Hop won't get better until the people get better
Then how do people get better?

Well, from my understanding people get better
When they start to understand that, they are valuable
And they not valuable because they got a whole lot of money
Or 'cause somebody, think they sexy

But they valuable 'cause they been created by God
And God, makes you valuable
And whether or not you, recognize that value is one thing
You got a lot of societies and governments

Tryin' to be God, wishin' that they were God
They wanna create satellites and cameras everywhere
And make you think they got the all-seein' eye
Eh, I guess the last poets wasn't, too far off

When they said that certain people got a God Complex
I believe it's true
I don't get phased out by none of that, none of that
Helicopters, the TV screens, the newscasters, the

Satellite dishes, they just, wishin'
They can't really never do that
When they tell me to fear they law
When they tell me to try to

Have some fear in my heart behind the things that they do
This is what I think in my mind
And this is what I say to them
And this is what I'm sayin', to you check it

All over the world hearts pound with the rhythm
Fear not of men because men must die
Mind over matter and soul before flesh
Angels for the pain keep a record in time

Which is passin' and runnin' like a caravan freighter
The world is overrun with the wealthy and the wicked
But God is sufficient in disposin' of affairs
Gunmen and stockholders try to merit my fear

But God is sufficient over plans they prepared
Mos Def in the flesh, where you at, right here
On this place called Earth, holdin' down my square
'Bout to do it for y'all, and y'all at the fair

So just bounce, come on bounce
B-b-bounce, b-bounce, b-bounce-bounce
And just, just step two three
Just step two three and

Step two, two three and
One two three and four
One two three and four
Once again

All over the world hearts pound with the rhythm
Fear not of men because men must die
Mind over matter and soul before flesh
Angels for the pain keep a record in time

which is passin' and runnin' like a caravan freighter
The world is overrun with the wealthy and the wicked
But God is sufficient in disposin' of affairs
Gunmen and stockholders try to merit your fear

But God is sufficient over plans they prepared
Mos Def in the flesh, where you at, right here
On this place called Earth, holdin' down my square
'Bout to represent in your whole atmosphere

'Bout to represent in your whole atmosphere
To your atmosphere, to your atmosphere
Oh ooh
That was for you and Brooklyn too

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Saturday, July 31, 2010

Punk The Halls - Lyrics - Stellar Kart

Title: Punk The Halls
Artist: Stellar Kart
Composer(s): Adam Agee, Jordan Messer

Lyric:
It's a silent night, the snow is falling down
Friends and family all gather 'round
Christmas tree with presents underneath
I thought I hear the voices caroling

But something's different on this midnight clear
The sound of angels
Let's get Rudolph and Santa's sleigh
And all our fans, we're on our way

Punk the halls, three cheers for Christmas
Hey, hey, hey and a ho, ho, ho
It's a holiday, no one can stop us
Welcome to the punk rock Christmas show

So come all you fans pulsing this Christmas song
And dance to the Drummer Boy playing along
It's the most wonderful time of the year
I'll be home for Christmas but while I'm here

Punk the halls, three cheers for Christmas
Hey, hey, hey and a ho, ho, ho
It's a holiday, no one can stop us
Welcome to the punk rock Christmas show

Oh, come let us adore Him
Oh, come let us adore Him
Oh, come let us adore Him
Christ the Lord

Punk the halls, three cheers for Christmas
Hey, hey, hey and a ho, ho, ho
It's a holiday, no one can stop us
Welcome to the punk rock Christmas

Punk the halls, three cheers for Christmas
Hey, hey, hey and a ho, ho, ho
It's a holiday, no one can stop us
Welcome to the punk rock Christmas show

Welcome to the punk rock Christmas show

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Thursday, August 12, 2010

Graves To Dig - Lyrics - Eat at Whitey's - Everlast

Title: Graves To Dig
Album: Eat at Whitey's
Artist: Everlast
Composer(s): Erik Schrody

Lyric:
They go one for the Prophet, two for Islam
Three for the Khutbah from the Imam
Four for the mother that birthed my frame
Five for the father 'cause he taught me game

Been 'round the world, songs are all the same
Sometimes when I'm asleep I still call your name
Back when I was young I used to dream of fame
Now they all point they fingers sayin' who's to blame

Mothers put their girls into pigtail curls
Fathers teach their sons how to shoot their guns
They say, "Boy don't never cry control your emotions
Just take it like a man, make your stand"

They say, "Sex and violence go hand in hand"
For every man blessed there got to be ten damned
Expand through the depths of space and time
Standin' three eyes blind on the firing line

Word to my man divine, come too far, singin'
"La ilaha illa Allah"
Twelve rakats short on my full day's prayer
Just hoping that the lord got some mercy to spare
They go one for the Ummah, two for the deen

Three for the angels, four for the alamin'
Somewhere between totally obscene
And perfectly clean, got a Babylon feelin'
Wounds that need healin', truth need revealin'

Hands need washin' from all the dirty dealin'
From the floor to the ceilin', from the stage to the door
From the kings and the queens and the slaves and the whores
For every lost cause where the martyrs are found

That funky little sound, that make you want to get down
Somebody told me once, love makes the world go round
Now kids they carry pistols out on the playground
That profound, gone too far, praying to the light from a burned out star

Put your lights on, put down your crosses
It's time to tally up your wins and your losses
They go one for Scott La Rock, two for Pac and B.I.G.
And three for all the mothers who got graves to dig

For all the mothers who got graves to dig
For all the mothers who got graves to dig

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Sunday, August 15, 2010

Say Hello To The Angels - Lyrics - Turn On the Bright Lights - Interpol

Title: Say Hello To The Angels
Album: Turn On the Bright Lights
Artist: Interpol
Composer(s): Samuel Fogarino

Lyric:
I want your silent parts
The parts the birds love, I know there's such a place
I had my back turned
You didn't realize, I'm lonely

You lack the things to which I relate
But I see no harm
Come wait, come wait, come wait, it's over
Yeah, one, two, three, do me

When I'm feeling lazy, it's probably because
I'm saving all my energy to pick up
When you move into my airspace
Move into my airspace

And something's coming over me, I see you in the doorway
I can't control the part of me that swells up
When you move into my airspace
Move into my airspace

But each night, I bury my love around you
Oh each night, I bury my love around you, you're linked to my innocence

This is a concept, this is a bracelet
This isn't no intervention
This is a concept, this is a bracelet
This isn't no intervention

This isn't you yet
What you thought was such a conquest
You're hair is so pretty and red
Baby, baby you're really the best

Can I get there this way? Yeah I think so
Can I get there this way? I think so
Can I get there this way? Can I get there this way?
Can I get there this way? Can I get there this way?

We should take a trip now to see new places
I'm sick of this town, I see my face has changed
We should take a trip now to see new places
I'm sick of this town, I see my face has changed

Say hello, say hello, to the angels
Say hello, say hello, to the angels

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Saturday, August 21, 2010

Jesus, Oh What A Wonderful Child - Lyrics - Merry Christmas - Mariah Carey

Title: Jesus, Oh What A Wonderful Child
Album: Merry Christmas
Artist: Mariah Carey
Composer(s): Traditional W (Arr) Afanasieff, Mariah (Arr) Carey, L (Arr) Holland

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Lyric:
Jesus, Jesus
Oh what a wonderful child
Jesus, Jesus
So lowly meek and mild
New life, new hope, new joy He brings
Won't you listen to the angels sing
Glory, glory, glory
To the new born King

Jesus, Jesus
Oh what a wonderful child
Jesus, Jesus
So lowly meek and mild
New life, new hope, new joy He brings
Won't you listen to the angels sing
Glory, glory, glory
To the new born King

He was herald by the angels
Born in a lowly manger
The virgin Mary was His mother
And Joseph was his earthly father
Three wise men came from afar
They were guided by a shining star
To see King Jesus where He lay
In a manger filled with hay

Jesus, Jesus
Oh what a wonderful child
Jesus, Jesus
So lowly meek and mild
Oh new joy He brings
Won't you listen to the angels sing
Glory
To the new born King

Oh Jesus
Jesus
Mary's baby
Lamb of God
Heavenly Child
Jesus
Jesus
I Love Him
Oh Jesus
All Mighty God
King of kings
Oh Jesus
Oh Jesus
Oh, oh, oh, Jesus
Wonderful, wonderful one
Oh, oh
Oh Jesus
Oh Jesus
Son of God
Oh Jesus
Glory
To the new born King, yeah

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Thursday, August 12, 2010

Hard Hitters - Lyrics - Dilated Peoples

Title: Hard Hitters
Artist: Dilated Peoples
Composer(s): Chris Oroc, Michael Perretta, Ronnie Williams, David Porter, Rakaa Taylor, Tarik Collins

Lyric:
You heard stories 'bout the angels of brotherly love
This is for the sisters and brothers we love
We care enough to give it uncut, straight up
With no chaser 'cause time don't wait up

It's that's why we're sending cats back to the lab worldwide
The microphone's up for grabs
That's why we're sending cats back to the lab, Evidence
The microphone's up for grabs

Yo, hunters and gatherers, Nomads in Attica
Radical terrorists and those who tally up the data
What matters most is they can boast
But scatter when toast is close
Burners pressed to your throat, you ghost

Of course, you could chose to go against the force
I'll fire straight ahead, there'll be no mission abort
We can take it to the streets or take it to court
Supreme shit get hit over your fort, open the door

We've opened up for different artists on tour
Sixty percent love, Forty percent war
Let's settle the score, most things are rot at the core
Not what they seem
Watch the two worlds you're stuck in between

Or pay the penalty, Zero strikes, Zero Felonies
Lay low hakido master, redirecting energy
I use words similar but none sound fresher than
Three of us who rap together

You heard stories 'bout the angels of brotherly love
This is for the sisters and brothers we love
We care enough to give it uncut, straight up
With no chaser 'cause time don't wait up

That's why we're sending cats back to the lab, worldwide
The microphone's up for grabs
That's why we're sending cats back to the lab, Iriscience
The microphone's up for grabs

Aiyo, you could probably find Rakaa at De Rokerij
Puffin' AK, sippin' cafe au lait
In Amsterdam chillin' in the cafe all day
Bang my shit between classes in your school hallways

You're fuckin' with expansion all access
Hard journeys make you treat your mic like a cactus
Rap iconoclast that loves to sound flash
And sticky green grass with orange and brown Hash

Take your tape up and take this on
I heard anything that does not kill will make strong
And I build one of the sickest holding this still
You need a dose of eccinacea with a little golden seal

If your boots turn up my two boots
Babu slice and dice your crew and produce hits
Misunderstandings go back to the blues but
There ain't nothing like hip hop music

You heard stories 'bout the angels of brotherly love
This is for the sisters and brothers we love
We care enough to give it uncut, straight up
With no chaser 'cause time don't wait up

That's why we're sending cats back to the lab, worldwide
The microphone's up for grabs
That's why we're sending cats back to the lab, Black Thought
The microphone's up for grabs

Yo, live everyday like it's your last
'Cause one day you'd fight, my nigga
Fuck around, son, it might be tonight 'cause figure
The likeliness of you surviving this brawl is slim
It's like scuba diving with no oxygen

Monster, when I situate my slang
Leave a nigga almost brainless once and bang
Had a crowd screamin' how they don't want your thang
Keep it the sharpest one in the game it's no secret

My style is certified , Philly-Animal rough
Runnin' things, pull more strings than gamble and huff
Cannibal hustlers taught me how to handle myself
Hit man for hire, pull a hot pick from shelf and spark

The pioneer to represent Illadelph is thought
I got these weak niggas pullin' they selves apart
Y'all know the tone the one that hold the throne
That radiate your dome like a Motorola phone, nigga

From the angels of Cali to Illadelph Crack build
Hard Hitters

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Friday, July 30, 2010

Darl - Lyrics - Buffalo Tom

Title: Darl
Artist: Buffalo Tom
Composer(s): Bill Janovitz, Tom Maginnis, Chris Colbourn

Lyric:
I'm not cryin' for ya
I'll let the angels bore ya
I'm just tryin' to understand

One, two, three, four, five I'm callin'
Julie you just keep on walkin'
I can't laugh at all that matters
I can't sleep at night without a stare

But I'm not cryin' for ya
Is that a big box for ya?
I'm just tryin' to make some
Make some change

I am sick of your goldfish manners
(I am)
I am sick of being in my head
(I know)
No one talks about my problem
(No one, I know)
No one really cares if I'm not here

But I ain't cryin for ya
My greenest eyes are for ya
I'll get up and fly some
Someday

Hold my hand and hold my temper
(Hold my hand)
Hold my ticket while I go away
'Cause all the earth and all the angels
(All the angels)
All the crystal Crosses are the same
They're the same

But I ain't dying for ya
Built that big box for ya
Mom I'm tryin' to pre
To pretend
Mom, oh, momma
(Mom)

One, two, three, four, five I'm callin'
Julie you just keep on walkin'
Keep on walkin'

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Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Once Upon Our Time - Lyrics - Believe In Angels Believe In Me - Angel

Title: Once Upon Our Time
Album: Believe In Angels Believe In Me
Artist: Angel
Composer(s): Lauren Christy, Scott Spock, Kelly Levesque, Graham Edwards

Lyric:
This ain't no fairytale, this ain't no fairytale
This ain't no fairytale, this ain't no fairytale

Once upon a time, you were mine
Haven't I heard this story?
All these sugar sweet fairytales
Never come true and they bore me

I'm like Goldilocks, like it hot
Not too cold, boy, I'm starving
Wake me with a kiss, make a wish
You can be my Prince Charming

Round and round, round we go
The story's end, you never get to it
There's no place like your home
So click your heels three times and say it

I want your love, love me right now
Now is the time, I need you
Once upon my time, once upon your time
Once upon our time, this ain't no fairytale

I've waited here impatiently
You're good enough, I'll have you
Once upon my time, once upon your time
Once upon our time, this ain't no fairytale

This ain't no fairytale, this ain't no fairytale

Not so long ago, I was lost
Feeling like 'Cinderella'
Just like 'Little Red Riding Hood'
What a big tale, I tell ya

I'm not 'Snowy White', do me right
Gimme me that poison apple
Seven little men, make it ten

Round and round, round we go
The story's end, you never get to it
There's no place like your home
So click your heels three times and say it

I want your love, love me right now
Now is the time, I need you
Once upon my time, once upon your time
Once upon our time, this ain't no fairytale

I've waited here impatiently
You're good enough, I'll have you
Once upon my time, once upon your time
Once upon our time, this ain't no fairytale

Once, once upon a time, time for you to see
See that I am real
Once, once upon a time, time for you to see
See that I am real, the fairy tale is me

Round and round, round we go
The story's end, you never get to it
There's no place like your home
So click your heels three times and say it

I want your love, love me right now
Now is the time, I need you
Once upon my time, once upon your time
Once upon our time

I've waited here impatiently
You're good enough, I'll have you
Once upon my time, once upon your time
Once upon our time

I want your love, love me right now
Now is the time, I need you
Once upon my time, once upon your time
Once upon our time, ain't no fairytale

I've waited here impatiently
You're good enough, I'll have you
Once upon my time, once upon your time
Once upon our time

I want your love, love me right now
Now is the time, I need you
Once upon my time, once upon your time
Once upon our time, this ain't no fairytale

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Wednesday, August 18, 2010

The Clothes Don'T Make The Man - Lyrics - Three Chord Country and American Rock & Roll - Keith Anderson

Title: The Clothes Don'T Make The Man
Album: Three Chord Country and American Rock & Roll
Artist: Keith Anderson
Composer(s): Arlis Albritton, Keith Anderson

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Lyric:
My brother's got a black an' white picture
With numbers 'cross his chest
An' he'll do 15 years
If his behavior stays at it's best

He took the blame to save his best friend's name
When a job that went bad down in Birmingham
Yeah, but he don't mind that orange suit 'cause he knows
That clothes don't make the man

Two cells down from where my brother lays his head
The walls that go, 'Amazing Grace' an' quotes of scriptures
That man once read

When he prayed upon the little souls of all those boys
That did not nderstand
But you can wear a robe that's laced with gold
But the clothes don't make the man

Designer names, rips and stains
Shouldn't tell you who I am
'Cause sometimes angels hide their wings
An' the Devil's dressed like a lamb
Yeah, the clothes don't make the man

They all laughed an called him names
When he said that he was sent to be their king
You don't even own a home
You got simple clothes an' sandals on your feet

Stripped of his pride, he was crucified
On a cross with nails of haterd in his hands
But he rose from the grave in 3 days
Yeah, the clothes don't make the man

Designer names, rips and stains
Shouldn't tell you who I am
'Cause sometimes Angels hide their wings
An' the Devil's dressed like a lamb
Yeah, the clothes don't make the man

Designer names, rips and stains
Shouldn't tell you who I am
'Cause sometimes Angels hide their wings
An' the Devil's dressed like a lamb
Yeah, the clothes don't make the man

They don't make the man
They don't make the man
They don't make the man, yeah
Oh don't make the man
Don't make the man, oh yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

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Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Can'T Keep A Good Man Down - Lyrics - Lil' Rob

Title: Can'T Keep A Good Man Down
Artist: Lil' Rob
Composer(s): Russ Lee, Leonard Ahlstrom, Eddie Carswell

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Lyric:
He said goodbye to the angels of Heaven
And He came to earth as a common man
He taught us how we could love one another
There was healing in His hands
There were those who believed and followed Him
And there were those who wanted Him dead
They thought the grave would silence Him forever
But they found out instead

You can close your eyes, you can say it's a lie
You can stick your head in the sand
You can turn away, even try to explain
He was just another man
When they nailed Him to the cross by His hands and feet
And they put Him in the ground
Three days later everybody found out that you can't
No, you can't keep a good man down, no
No, you can't keep a good man down

I hear you say that it all sounds crazy
It's a good story but it can't be true
How could a man who was dead and buried
Mean a thing to me and you
Here we are two thousand years later
And still the choice is just the same
You can say that you don't believe it
But it doesn't change a thing

You can close your eyes, you can say it's a lie
You can stick your head in the sand
You can turn away, even try to explain
He was just another man
When they nailed Him to the cross by His hands and feet
And they put Him in the ground
Three days later everybody found out that you can't
No, you can't keep a good man down, no
No, you can't keep a good man down
No, you can't keep, can't keep a good man down

I can take you to the hill where they hung Him on the cross
I can take you to the empty tomb
I can tell you He's alive 'cause He lives in me
But the rest is up to you

You can close your eyes, you can say it's a lie
You can stick your head in the sand
You can turn away, even try to explain
He was just another man
When they nailed Him to the cross by His hands and feet
And they put Him in the ground
Three days later everybody found out that you can't
No, you can't keep a good man down, no
No, you can't keep a good man down

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Saturday, August 7, 2010

Angel - Lyrics - Belly

Title: Angel
Artist: Belly
Composer(s): Tanya Donelly

Lyric:
"Give it to me, please", I said to God
It's only fair
Instead, he sent three angels
To move the river

So now it flows by my house
So now it goes by my house

Angel, angel
I'd still rather have the man

I've had bad dreams
So bad I threw my pillow away
Move the river

So now it flows by my house
So now it goes by my house

Angel, angel
I'd still rather have the man

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Sunday, August 1, 2010

Natural Born Killers - Lyrics - Brides Of Destruction

Title: Natural Born Killers
Artist: Brides Of Destruction
Composer(s): London Legrand, Nikki Sixx, Tracii Guns, James Michael

Lyric:
There you are, the superstar
Caged and bound don't they look smashing
With all your camera punk ass flashing
There you are it's so bizarre
Broken down the captains shattered
Sunken ship but it don't matter
I've packed the bags under my eyes
And now I'm fine

Let me be your one and only cock star
Three five seven with my goddamn on star
Natural born killer, natural born killer

Living like a jack with my one eye open
Lost generation and were anti posing
Natural born killer, natural born killer

So there it is it's who we are
Black and blue prints for disaster
Guaranteed to kill you faster
Emperors it's time for war
Lost angels of your deconstruction
Bone out cause the cocks in motion
I got strychnine on my tongue and
I'm feeling F I N E fine

Let me be your one and only cock star
Three Five Seven with my goddamn on star
Natural born killer, natural born killer

Living like a jack with my one eye open
Lost generation and were anti posing
Natural born killer, natural born killer

Natural born killer natural born killer
Natural born killer
I'll prey on you when you're weak
Natural born killer

Let me be your one and only cock star
Three Five Seven with my goddamn on star
Natural born killer, natural born killer

Living like a jack with my one eye open
Lost generation and were anti posing
Natural born killer, natural born killer

Natural born killer
Natural born killer
Natural born killer
I'll reap away when you sleep
Natural born killer
Natural born killer

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Saturday, July 31, 2010

The Jester - Lyrics - Underclass Hero - Sum 41

Title: The Jester
Album: Underclass Hero
Artist: Sum 41
Composer(s): Deryck Jason Whibley

Lyric:
A jester of sorts, you stayed holding your court
Over minions of Capitol Hill
In a bath full of blood, I'm alone, standing still
Under God you can fire at will

Oh when the Devil?s angels come
To take your life and lead you to the flames beneath
Your headstone reads, "Here lies the dead who was
Hung by his head beneath us, laying in their graves
Damnation free-for-all"

A prodigal son can?t do what he?s done
A figurehead of capital crime
With the light shining down as you fall to your knees
To repent would be nothing but lies
One, two, three, four!

Oh when the Devil?s angels come
To take your life and lead you to the flames beneath
Your headstone reads, "Here lies the dead who was
Hung by his head beneath us, laying in their graves
Damnation free-for-all"

Dead beat, six feet, dead underground
An eye for an eye, only leaves us all blind
Going once, twice and there goes your life!

Oh when the Devil?s angels come
To take your life and lead you to the flames beneath
Your headstone reads, "Here lies the dead who was
Hung by his head beneath us, laying in their graves
Damnation free-for-all"

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Thursday, August 12, 2010

Half Three - Lyrics - I To Sky - Jj72

Title: Half Three
Album: I To Sky
Artist: Jj72
Composer(s): Mark Greaney

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Lyric:
At three in the morning
The moonlight was breaking, breaking down
Oh, the heartache it glistened
As angels want to listen as people drown

She said, ?This will not suffice, it's not enough?
She said, ?You will not suffice, you're not enough?

As I looked at the beauty
And struggled with the duty of being wrong
She said, look at my beauty
And struggle with the duty of being wrong

She said, ?This will not suffice, it's not enough?
She said, ?You will not suffice, you're not enough?

I need to touch your face, to feel your grace
It's my epiphany
I need to touch her face, to be embraced
Be my epiphany

All these words with no reasons
Effect me like millions of burning stars
And the shapes that we're seeing
The things that we're being are a step too far

She said, ?This will not suffice, it's not enough?
She said, ?You will not suffice, you're not enough?

I need to touch her face, to feel her grace
My epiphany
I need to touch her face, to be embraced
Be my epiphany

The veils of blue and fields of grain
For all the time I'll have to say

I need to touch your face, to feel your grace
My epiphany
I need to touch her face, to be embraced
Be my epiphany

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