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Friday, August 13, 2010

Trying Times - Lyrics - II - Boyz Ii Men

Title: Trying Times
Album: II
Artist: Boyz Ii Men
Composer(s): Tim Kelley, Wanya Morris, Bob Robinson

Lyric:
Baby, I'm so glad you're here
'Cause I have so many things to tell you
So many things to talk to you about
'Cause you're the strength that I hold on to
And I hope I'm the strength that you hold on to
So we can strive together and be perfect
'Til death do us part

The night's gone, the morning's here
And soon it's time to talk about
Where we stand and where we plan
To be in life long years I need to know

I keep cryin' tears of joy
I guess that's what you're put here for
To change these tears of pain
To tears of happiness

Though the trying times
Trying to get the best of me
I'm still findin' time to show I care
With my crying eyes
I see contentment because of you

Trials and tribulations build up walls
In front of faces made of stone
Yet we stand strong enough
To break the walls down to journey on

But I know if we just bond our hearts
There will be nothin' that will stand in our way
And we'll be together forever, everyday

Though the trying times
Trying to get the best of me
I'm still findin' time to show I care
With my crying eyes
I see contentment because of you

Though the trying times
Trying to get the best of me
I'm still findin' time to show I care
With my crying eyes
I see contentment because of you

Though the trying times
Trying to get the best of me
I'm still findin' time to show I care
With my crying eyes
I see contentment because of you

Though the trying times
Trying to get the best of me
I'm still findin' time to show I care
With my crying eyes
I see contentment because of you

Though the trying times
Trying to get the best of me
I'm still findin' time to show I care
With my crying eyes
I see contentment because of you

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Tuesday, August 17, 2010

Loving You'S A Dirty Job But Somebody'S Gotta Do It - Lyrics - Bonnie Tyler

Title: Loving You'S A Dirty Job But Somebody'S Gotta Do It
Artist: Bonnie Tyler
Composer(s): Jim Steinman

Lyric:
When the sky is falling and you're looking round for somewhere to hide
Did you ever call out to someone, did you ever call out to me

I've never been gone, I've been right here by your side
There ain't nothin' but clouds, there ain't nothin' but clouds in your eyes

Why don't you believe it when you finally found the truth
You've been drinking poison water from the fountain of youth

Why don't you stop tearing up everyone you need the most
You're so busy trying to get even, you never even try to get close

I can't explain it away, it doesn't make any sense
To know what it's like, I guess you gotta go through it
I guess you gotta go through it, I guess you gotta go through it
It doesn't matter, baby

Loving you's a dirty job
But somebody's gotta do it

There were times when we'd never fake it
There were times when we'd always make it
There were times when we'd take it to the limit
And we'd never, never, ever leave each other alone

We were flesh and blood and bone
There were times we had it all
There were times we had it all

There were times when we took our chances
There were times when we were damn good dancers
There were times when we heard all the answers
In the beating of the drummer and the riches of the rock and the roll

I can see right through your soul
There were times we had it all
There were times we had it all

If your fears could only be forgotten, we could pull all of the barriers down
Would you follow your dreams' desire
Would you follow your secret dreams and forbidden fire
Let's just peel out of this town

It's been nothing but dreams
It's been nothing but dreams until now

You're never gonna see it
You got your head stuck in the sand
It's the land of the free and easy Street
It's the home of the damned

You're never gonna see it
You better open up your eyes
You're the only one who's left
Who's gonna believe all your lies

I can't explain it away, it doesn't make any sense
To know what it's like, I guess you gotta go through it
I guess you gotta go through it, I guess you gotta go through it
It doesn't matter, baby

Loving you's a dirty job
But somebody's gotta do it

There were times when our bodies glistened
There were times that we can't stop missing
There were times that we'd lay in bed and listen
To the pounding, pounding chorus of our desperate hearts

Nothing could have torn us apart
There were times we had it all
There were times we had it all

There were times when we fought like tigers
There were times we were damn good liars
There were times we extinguished every fire
That was burning, burning, burning up each other alive

From the heavens on down to the dives
There were times we lost it all
There were times we lost it all

There were times when we fought like tigers
There were times we were damn good liars

There were times when our bodies glistened
There were times that we can't stop missing
There were times that we'd lay in bed and listen
To the pounding, pounding chorus of our desperate hearts

Nothing could have torn us apart
There were times we had it all
There were times we had it all

It's a dirty job, loving you, baby
Somebody's gotta do it

It's a dirty job, loving you, baby
Somebody's gotta do it

It's a dirty job, loving you, baby
Somebody's gotta do it
...

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Saturday, July 31, 2010

Love Hate Relationship - Lyrics - Dave Hollister

Title: Love Hate Relationship
Artist: Dave Hollister
Composer(s): Durrell Babbs

Lyric:
Your pushin' buttons, trying to see what I'm gonna do
Fussin' and cussin', never put my hands on you
So I'm gonna leave, 'cause right now that just seems best
I'm a grab a few things now and I'll be back for the rest

I remember good times
But the bad ones don't slip by
We just been through too much
And it makes it hard on us when I

I love you so much but I hate you right now
I love you most times but I hate you some how
I love you deep down but I hate you comes out
This love hate relationship is tearing up our house

Your calling friends, tellin' them how wrong how I am
But it's pretty much over, so I really don't give a damn
I've done my share of things to make you cry
Don't forget about all that paper and maybe wonder one day why

I remember good times
But the bad ones don't slip by
We just been through too much
And it makes it hard on us when I

I love you so much but I hate you right now
I love you most times but I hate you some how
I love you deep down but I hate you comes out
This love hate relationship is tearing up our house

I love you so much but I hate you right now
I love you most times but I hate you some how
I love you deep down but I hate you comes out
This love hate relationship is tearing up our house

One wise man said it's over when the fat lady sings
She only second selection but I'm to blind to see
I'm trying to make it work 'cause it's been to many years
About love and laughs and about pain and tears

I'm trying, I'm trying, I'm trying, I'm trying
I'm so confuse 'cause I really want you to stay
But if you do we'll be right back here at the same old place

I love you so much but I hate you right now
I love you most times but I hate you some how
I love you deep down but I hate you comes out
This love hate relationship is tearing up our house

I love you so much but I hate you right now
I love you most times but I hate you some how
I love you deep down but I hate you comes out
This love hate relationship is tearing up our house

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Sunday, August 22, 2010

How Many Times - Lyrics - Based On A True Story - Lil' Mo

Title: How Many Times
Album: Based On A True Story
Artist: Lil' Mo
Composer(s): Cynthia Loving

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Lyric:
Ooh, oh, oh, yeah

Why you got to make this hard?
All the time so difficult
When I'm just trying to get you to notice me

Since I can't hold you accountable
For the feelings that I feel
I'll hold you responsible
'Cause I know that you can see

How many times I've got to say it?
How many times the DJ gotta play it?
How many letters would it take to make you understand?

How many times I have to reason?
Baby, so you'll know that I need ya
All that I say, how many times?
Baby, how can I make you realize?

Requested songs on the love line
Dedicate 'em all to you
I know that DJ's probably tired of me by now

Since I can't hold you accountable
For the feelings that I feel
I'll hold you responsible
'Cause I know that you can see, baby

How many times I've got to say it?
How many times the DJ gotta play it?
How many letters would it take to make you understand?

How many times I have to reason?
Baby, so you'll know that I need ya
All that I say, how many times?
Baby, how can I make you realize?

Baby, can't you see I love you
Everyday I try to show you, oh, yeah, oh
Baby, don't you walk away from me
'Cause I could be your everything
All of me, all love has to bring

How many times I've got to say it?
How many times the DJ gotta play it?
How many letters would it take to make you understand?

How many times I have to reason?
Baby, so you'll know that I need ya
All that I say, how many times?
Baby, how can I make you realize?

How many times I've got to say it?
How many times the DJ gotta play it?
How many letters would it take to make you understand?

How many times I have to reason?
Baby, so you'll know that I need ya
All that I say, how many times?
Baby, how can I make you realize?

How many times?
How many times?
Yeah, oh, yeah

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Tuesday, August 3, 2010

Hope In A Hopeless World - Lyrics - Widespread Panic

Title: Hope In A Hopeless World
Artist: Widespread Panic
Composer(s): Philip Roy, Jr., Bob Thiele

Lyric:
Baby born in New York city
Wrapped in a blanket all tattered and worn
Mama's doing the best that she can
It takes hope in a hopeless world

Her eldest son, he stayed in school
Listened to his mother, he never drank or used
And every job he wants he gets refused
It takes hope in a hopeless world

Looking for hope in a hopeless world
Trying to find love in these hateful times
Trying to stay strong but my mind is weak
Looking for hope in a hopeless world

Churches are full, but the prayers are not heard
Saturday's child don't wanna to go to Sunday school
Whatever happened to the golden rule
It takes hope in a hopeless world

Do you got a quarter for the homeless man
Spare some change for the soldiers who fought the war
Put a little money in those hats and those tins
Give them hope in a hopeless world

Looking for hope in a hopeless world
Trying to find love in these hateful times
Trying to stay strong but my mind is weak
Looking for hope in a hopeless world

Ooh, somebody out there gotta listen
Somebody out there got to know what pops been talking about
Raise your hand, raise your hands if you're with him
Give us hope in a hopeless world

Looking for hope in a hopeless world
Trying to find love in these hateful times
Trying to stay strong but my mind is weak
Looking for hope in a hopeless world

Looking for hope in a hopeless world
Trying to find love in these hateful times
Trying to stay strong but my mind is weak
Looking for hope in a hopeless world

Can't be standing still

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Tuesday, August 10, 2010

Keep Me Down - Lyrics - The Fix - Scarface

Title: Keep Me Down
Album: The Fix
Artist: Scarface
Composer(s): B Jordan, D Lamb

Lyric:
This song is about a nigga always trying to keep you down
You know you got to touch that

We made something from nothing and vowed to never tear it apart
We turned the street hustle into an art
That would quickly change life forever for us
No more riding bikes or catching the bus

We on the roll up, money to fold up
With cognac and cooked yola
Got the neighborhood about to blow up, but hold up
I see this van sittin?, this old cat in a fitted
Trying to get your little homey tore up

Yo bruh, we ain?t working on this corner take your ass on, dog
?Fore you make me feed your ass to my hogs you fucking fagot
I know you want to catch me with this bag so you can hide me
Or with my 44 so you can 45 me

You put this shit off in our neighborhoods and sweat us
And when you finally catch us up you give us letters
A cold thing just when a nigga reach his gold man
You hand him a case for easing out the dope game and I?m

Watching us unfold with the times
He don?t really want a nigga to climb
You?d rather separate me from my family forever
Instead of trying to keep us together
You motherfuckers would rather keep me down

So what I rap about these streets
That don?t make me be no less of a man
Than a person that do work with his hands
It?s bad enough I got to deal with all these pressures that stand
You tryin? to make me stray away from my plan
Know what I?m sayin??

I?m from the gutter, where all we had was one another
No wheat bread to butter, from one bed to the other
All uncles and no brother my mother?s at work
My grandfather was my dad and when he died it hurt

And as I hold back the tears my eye-wells swell
I been praying for heaven, I been living in hell
And these niggas in my age group is dead or either locked up
The bitches no better, they smoked out or knocked up

But I still love my hood, that?s where it started
Ain?t no hard feelings, we partners nigga, regardless
That?s why you always see me coming around
?Cause I could never turn my back on my town but still I?m

Watching us unfold with the times
He don?t really want a nigga to climb
You?d rather separate me from my family forever
Instead of trying to keep us together
You motherfuckers would rather keep me down

Watching us unfold with the times
He don?t really want a nigga to climb
You?d rather separate me from my family forever
Instead of trying to keep us together
You motherfuckers would rather keep me down

Money never changed me
Money changed the people around
Now they plot to try to keep me down
But still I rise like yeast

Your whole conversation ?bout B
Fuck a nigga talking bout me, I?m a G
The realest motherfucker ever done it
You can?t continue to pimp me and y?all eat from it

So fuck every soul who ever felt like I owed
Them a god damn dime, or a god damn rhyme
Or a god damn chance, motherfucker you sad
You a grown ass man, holding a nigga hand

Now get out on your own, stop depending on your homes
To chuck you a bone, and stop throwing stones
And that goes for everybody thinking it?s them

Fuck you, you and you her
Him and him, Tom, Dick and Kim
All of y?all stand accused saying fuck to me
And I done bought your children?s shoes I?m

Watching us unfold with the times
He don?t really want a nigga to climb
You?d rather separate me from my family forever
Instead of trying to keep us together
You motherfuckers would rather keep me down

Watching us unfold with the times
He don?t really want a nigga to climb
You?d rather separate me from my family forever
Instead of trying to keep us together
You motherfuckers would rather keep me down

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Thursday, August 12, 2010

Ghetto Child - Lyrics - Unpredictable - Mystikal

Title: Ghetto Child
Album: Unpredictable
Artist: Mystikal
Composer(s): Vyshon Miller, Michael Tyler, Mary C Brockert, Percy Miller

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Lyric:
It's crazy out here (uhhhhhhh)
Yo mama I'm tryin to keep my head strong (whats up Mystikal?)
Uhhhhhh! (uhhhhhh) I'm just a ghetto child trying to make it
Uhhhhhh! I'm just a ghetto child trying to make it

Uhhhhhh! This ghetto got me crazy
Mamma, won't you pray for your baby?
Uhhhhhh! I'm just a ghetto child trying to make it
Mamma, I'm just a ghetto child trying to make it

I feel like a bird nigga with no wings
I'm stuck in this ghetto trying to have a little change
My homies killing up each other cause we gotta eat
And I ain't tripping cause I'm running from the police
I done seen little kids in the projects starving
I done seen more hoes messing then Marvin
See in the ghetto the sun it barely shines
But so many niggas in jail and the welfare lines
And all my life I thought Bill Clinton ran the country
Until I found out Bill Gates had all the money
And the media starting east and west coast wars
I'm from the south, where they predijuce on us all
Come out of the powdered milk and eggs don't fill us up
But why the government sold us drugs and charges to clean us up
Gave us three halves and high interest student loans
Four dollar minimum wage and section eight, we call it home

Uhhhhhh! This ghetto got me crazy
Mamma, won't you pray for your baby?
Uhhhhhh! I'm just a ghetto child trying to make it
Mamma, I'm just a ghetto child trying to make it

Uhhhhhh! This ghetto got me crazy
Mamma, won't you pray for your baby?
Uhhhhhh! I'm just a ghetto child trying to make it
Mamma, I'm just a ghetto child trying to make it

It's real when you can do whatever you want to do
When you want to do it
Ain't to many niggas out there living like that
That's why the rest of you niggas aint never gone through it
How many niggas in the penn
How many niggas in the cemetary don't know why?
How many strikes y'all niggas need
How many innocent children in the ghetto got to lose thier lives?
WHYWhy you gotta make your momma cry?
HUHShe take you out of the street
Cause that's where you gonna die
But you won't listen cause your mind is one track
And your head is hard
And your getting flipped, and your talking back
Showing your ashy act, ass straight up off the wall
Lemme talk to y'all, don't think it's too hard to fall
But that's far and all
And sore and all, it's cool when it started off
Now niggas duckin bullets like dodgeballs
Niggas got me scared to plant my seeds, fear of high's gonna grow
Living in a messed up time, a messed up court
I'm telling ya, you can't do shit no more
It's bigger than us, it's out of our hands
That's why I'm praying to God
Oh heavenly father, keep my head above the water
Cause it's your world, and we your children
Your sons and your daughters
We struggling, trying to get out of the ghetto
Trying to make it to mars

Uhhhhhh! This ghetto got me crazy
Mamma, won't you pray for your baby?
Uhhhhhh! I'm just a ghetto child trying to make it
Mamma, I'm just a ghetto child trying to make it

Uhhhhhh! This ghetto got me crazy
Mamma, won't you pray for your baby?
Uhhhhhh! I'm just a ghetto child trying to make it
Mamma, I'm just a ghetto child trying to make it

Dear mama pray for your son, hoping I can make it through this game
Wishing I can change, I've been through so much
Seen so many things, couldn't find the words to explain
The only way to avoid stress is to get high, by drinking hennessey but I
But I can't get too high, cause I gotta keep my eyes on my enemies
I've seen harder times, but there gonna be some harder days
Penetentary close, but you know what? Cemetaries ain't that far away
Before I die I'm trying to make the whole world feel
Like our people scared to stand there
The way we express ourself, they think that we all some killers
But look into the eyes of a ghetto child influenced by the street
Go to sleep to gunshots, wake up from the sirens of the police
See now my life aint been the same nigga, life as a thug
If I had to draw a picture of my life
I have to paint my picture in blood
Closest homie died, before he die little cousin told me this
Get you something cause cemetaries
Packed full of niggas who had dreams to be rich
So keep your head up, to all my ghetto children it was hard
To tell my family one day I was gonna grow up to make millions
When I told them, they seemed to laugh at my so called dream
I like to scream when I came home from jail
When I was told best friend turned into a fiend
I aint gonna lie, my conscience aint clear, when I close my eyes
Of course you gotta realize, god forgive me, I'm just trying to survive
They cut welfare and health care, that shit gotta stop
I got a positive note, my auntie having a baby
Congratulations, she on rocks

Uhhhhhh! This ghetto got me crazy
Mamma, won't you pray for your baby?
Uhhhhhh! I'm just a ghetto child trying to make it
Mamma, I'm just a ghetto child trying to make it

Uhhhhhh! This ghetto got me crazy
Mamma, won't you pray for your baby?
Uhhhhhh! I'm just a ghetto child trying to make it
Mamma, I'm just a ghetto child trying to make it

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Saturday, July 31, 2010

Paradise (Lost & Found) - Lyrics - The Outer Marker - Just Jack

Title: Paradise (Lost & Found)
Album: The Outer Marker
Artist: Just Jack
Composer(s): Jack Christopher Allsopp

Lyric:
Hanging about in the sun with
Prozac Annie and the Schizo alcoholics
The sharp edged shadows and these mad electronics
The barbecue's burning with the moon ray sensations
I'm lying on my back and watching cloud formations

The barbecue's burning with the moon ray sensations
I'm lying on my back and watching cloud formations
Trying to see the beauty minus the black inside
She told me people came here to get drunk before they died

Too many problems and not enough solutions
Ms. Monroe is in the bathroom taking care of her ablutions
Hiding myself behind illusions, stand back
And watch the evolution of the secondhand lives you're using

So many fucked up souls in this locality
I need the choice of some relative banality
The raw twistings of your mind spewing forth
As you stare at me is fucking scaring me

Paradise lost and paradise found
I'm just trying to keep my feet on the ground
Paradise lost and paradise found
And I'm just trying to get lost in my sound

Paradise lost and paradise found
I'm just trying to keep my feet on the ground
I'm just trying to keep my feet on the ground

Storms rage across metallic skies
Reflecting in the multi-faceted eyes
Of lazy buzzing flies, the heavens collide
In primeval cacophonies, I contemplate my demise
And hope the gods are appeased

A long distance love affair that's alive but barely breathing
A thousand times I thought about leaving
Giving all this up and put myself at your mercy
But still scared to death about the fact you might hurt me

Instead I came here and became an agony uncle
And now I'm saddled with this freaky carbuncle
Who's stalking me forcefully and I'm begging her
Please let me go about my business peacefully

Let my days flow seamlessly
'Cause since you've been around
Everything's got so messy, you stress me
God bless me and test me daily

Paradise lost and paradise found
I'm just trying to keep my feet on the ground
Paradise lost and paradise found
And I'm just trying to get lost in my sound

Paradise lost and paradise found
I'm just trying to keep my feet on the ground
I'm just trying to keep my feet on the ground

Well, it's the original tales of the unexpected
You thought I couldn't do it now stand corrected
'Cause I'm connected to every nerve ending
Cerebral cortex messages I'm sending

There's two sides to every story black and white
The day and night, wrong and right
And the paradise lost and found
All inside this sound

Paradise lost and paradise found
I'm just trying to keep my feet on the ground
Paradise lost and paradise found
And I'm just trying to get lost in my sound

Paradise lost and paradise found
I'm just trying to keep my feet on the ground
I'm just trying to keep my feet on the ground

Paradise lost and paradise found
I'm just trying to keep my feet on the ground
Paradise lost and paradise found
And I'm just trying to get lost in my sound

Paradise lost and paradise found
I'm just trying to keep my feet on the ground
I'm just trying to keep my feet on the ground

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The Altar And The Door - Lyrics - The Altar and the Door - Casting Crowns

Title: The Altar And The Door
Album: The Altar and the Door
Artist: Casting Crowns
Composer(s): Mark Hall

Lyric:
Careless, I am reckless
I'm a wrong way traveling, slowly unraveling, shell of a man
Burn out, I'm so numb now
That the fire's just an ember way down in the corner
Of my cold, cold heart

Lord, this time, I'll make it right
Here at the altar I lay my life
Your kingdom come and my will was done
My heart is broken as I cry

Like so many times before
I flood my eyes
I try before I leave the floor
Oh Lord, I try
(I'll try)

But this time Jesus how can I be sure?
I would not lose my follow through
Between the altar and the door

Here at the altar
Oh, my world so black and white
How could I ever falter
What you've shown me to be right?

Lord, this time
(Lord, this time)
I'll make it right
(Make it right)
Here at the altar I lay my life
Your kingdom come, but my will was done
My heart is broken as I cry

Like so many times before
But my eyes are dry before I leave the floor
Oh Lord, I try
(I'll try)

But this time Jesus how can I be sure?
I would not lose my follow through
Between the altar and the door

I'm trying so hard
To stop trying so hard
Just let you be who you are
Lord, who You are in me

Jesus, I'm trying so hard
To stop trying so hard
Just let you be who you are
Lord, who You are in me

Oh Lord, I cry
Like so many times before
But my eyes are dry before I leave the floor
Oh Lord, I try
(I'll try)

But this time Jesus how can I be sure?
I would not lose my follow through
Between the altar and the door

Cry
(My eyes are dry)
Like so many times before
(So many times)
But my eyes
Are dry before I leave the floor

Oh Lord, I try
(I'll try)
But this time Jesus how can I be sure?
I would not lose my follow through
Between the altar and the door

Try
(Trying so hard)
Like so many times before
(Try so hard)
Such [Incomprehensible]
Dry before I leave the floor

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Friday, August 6, 2010

Times Changed - Lyrics - Roger Daltrey

Title: Times Changed
Artist: Roger Daltrey
Composer(s): Roger Daltrey, Gerard Mcmahon

Lyric:
Everybody knows
That times changed
Times changed

Some boys look older
And the young ones smile in jest
Lads born to be the chosen one
While the wise man sings in the cuckoo?s nest

I walked the West End late last night
After seein? an old friend of mine
We talked about this place and the way it was
When a bloke could get a break before these

Times changed
These times changed
These times changed

I heard a DJ spin in Brixton
Some of that fresh massive attack
Here in the house of mass consumption
Where the ecstasy goes fast

On the screen in this month?s fashion
Lots of leather and a tattooed breast
Better this than some guru
Who?s trying to teach you how to live
When you know

Times changed
Times changed
You know times changed
Times changed

I saw a bastard slap his girl around
I said man have you gone mad
What?s gotten into you
That?s makin? you so bad

You think love is anything when you
Can?t get work, you think life is on TV
Then he turned up some of that speed metal
And said this is what I think

I rode the East End early yesterday
I was hit by the way it?s changed
From the days of Krays in my teenage years
When we all knew our place

Now the welfare state is a state of wealth
For some the hope is gone
And a cardboard box in Westminster is hard to
Call a home but you know

Times changed
Times changed
Times changed
Times changed

Everybody knows
Everybody knows
They know that times changed

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Monday, August 9, 2010

Ooh Aah - Lyrics - Grits

Title: Ooh Aah
Artist: Grits
Composer(s): Kevin Max Smith, Teron David Carter, Stacy Bernard Jones, Toby Mc Keehan, Michael Tait, Rick D Robbins, Otto Montgomery Jr Price

Lyric:
My life be like ooh ahh, yeah, ooh ooh
My life be like ooh ahh, ooh ahh, yeah, ooh ooh
Ooh ahh, yeah, ooh ooh
My life be like ooh ahh, ooh ahh, yeah, ooh ooh
My life be like

It's times like these that make me say
Lord if you see me please come my way
Leavin' bread crumbs for when I stray
Rely on sacrifice and the price you pay

Feel me like a fingertip
Sometimes I fall I slip
My heart felt desire be more like you
Trying not to quench your fire with the things I do

On an island by my lonesome stranded
Low key and stayin' candid, reflect on all the things I try my hand at
Search for the equations to persuasions I'm used to
Finding comfort in the zones of closet bones I get loose to

A mountainous fontaine, spinnin' and monsoonin'
Grinnin' it's high octane, explosive how I came
Rollin' down hills 'cause life's a hastle
Encircled by my folly like a moat surround a castle

Stay afloat catch a second wind, thin is the air I breathe
Teary eyed nose runnin', wipe the snot on my sleeve
I'm callin' on the savior, to be all that I need
Please forgive me, my behavior had me lost at light speed

It's times like these that make me say
Lord if you see me please come my way
Like leavin' bread crumbs for when I stray
Rely on sacrifice and the price you pay

Feel me like a fingertip
Sometimes I fall I slip
My heart felt desire be more like you
Trying not to quench your fire with the things I do

The fear of never falling in love
And the tears after losing the feelings of what you thought love was
Like the dirt still up under the rug
My life be like bad characteristics to cover in Christ's blood

The joy of new birth and the pain of growing up
The bliss between giving my all and giving up
The highs and lows, paths and roads I chose
In the cold I froze trying to ease my woes

In this world of sin, clothes to thin to fend
So to God I send words of help to win
In grumblings so deep, letters could never express
So the sound of, ooh aah, beneath my breath projects

It's times like these that make me say
Lord if you see me please come my way
Like leavin' bread crumbs for when I stray
Rely on sacrifice and the price you pay

Feel me like a fingertip
Sometimes I fall I slip
My heart felt desire be more like you
Trying not to quench your fire with the things I do

My life be like, ooh aah ooh
Come young diti, here comes that boy from the capital city
Last up on the Grits new diti
But eight bars of the truth will do, eh

I beleive there's a bride that's stunning
And, I believe in the kingdom coming
I believe if you seek the truth
You don't need to look far 'cuz it's gonna find you

It's times like these that make me say
Lord if you see me please come my way
Like leavin' bread crumbs for when I stray
Rely on sacrifice and the price you pay

Feel me like a fingertip
Sometimes I fall I slip
My heart felt desire be more like you
Trying not to quench your fire with the things I do

It's times like these that make me say
Lord if you see me please come my way
Like leavin' bread crumbs for when I stray
Rely on sacrifice and the price you pay

Feel me like a fingertip
Sometimes I fall I slip
My heart felt desire be more like you
Trying not to quench your fire with the things I do

Fingertip, fingertip, fingertip, fingertip
My life be like
Fingertip, fingertip, fingertip, fingertip
My life be like

Fingertip, fingertip, fingertip, fingertip
My life be like
Fingertip, fingertip, fingertip, fingertip
My life be like

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Friday, July 30, 2010

Hard Times - Lyrics - Arlo Guthrie

Title: Hard Times
Artist: Arlo Guthrie
Composer(s): Arlo Guthrie

Lyric:
I ain't got a nickel to call mine
The government has made me pay my tax on time
They've taken all my bread and left me here for dead
I ain't even got a lousy dime

Who the hell wants money
When there ain't none to be had
It don't make the good times better
It don't make the bad times bad

Well, you find out who your friends are
When you ain't got a dime
Just trying to make the best of these hard times

I've got fifteen cars and I can't afford the gas
We've got a horse but how long can she last
My managers enraged, my banker stands there days
Funny how the money goes so fast

Who the hell wants money
When there ain't none to be had
It don't make the good times better
It don't make the bad times bad

Well, you find out who your friends are
When you ain't got a dime
Just trying to make the best of these hard times

We are broke but we've been broke before
But being broke don't scare us anymore
My daddy's broke and grandpa too
But I'm still here to sing for you
We are going to make it through for sure

Well, you find out who your friends are
When you ain't got a dime
Just trying to make the best of these hard times

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Friday, August 13, 2010

It'S Ok, But Just This Once! - Lyrics - As Cruel as School Children - Gym Class Heroes

Title: It'S Ok, But Just This Once!
Album: As Cruel as School Children
Artist: Gym Class Heroes
Composer(s): Disashi Lumumba-Kasongo, Sam Hollander, Travis Mccoy, Matthew Mcginley, Dave Katz

Lyric:
We put the F U back in fun, serve it up with a smile
You ain't heard this type of stuff in a while
I want your ears right now, ante up, buck stops here
Put your hands up like you plan to volunteer

Ollie ollie Oxy Free, fresh outta detox
Can't afford the doctor's fee so floor it towards the weed spot
A whole city waitin' for me to fall
Because I made a pretty penny outta nothin' at all

It's that circle, circle, dot, dot, Cootie shot shit, you know
Everybody lovin' it, but ain't nobody touchin' it, yeah
Decadence takin' over this year
I feel like dancin' baby, hold my fears
(So sexy)

And it's ok to get a little risky
(Ahh, the good times)
Forget work it's all play at the end of the day
(Ahh, the good times)
Just be sure to send the females my way
(Ahh, the good times)

Oh look at how cute, we made a mess on the dance floor
So let me get a soul clap, that's what we got hands for

Exactly what I've been trying to tell you, Pete, look at 'em
I know you seen 'em as soon as we came in
Pick your jaw up man, it's alright we havin' a good time, stupid

Mission accomplished, operation spike punch successful
Now back to tellin' girls I'm only nineteen, wowzers
Bob's parents ain't back for another six hours
So it's just enough time to kill the keg that's in the shower

Curse you aqua scum, follow the leader
Made today's big fish outta yesterday's bottom feeders
Until I'm belly up, it's all good times from here on out
From the beginning 'til we clear on out

It's like this year, my year, you here, who cares?
Focus you cant handle it, we kill 'em like crush management, please
I got no time to player hate
I'm the type to crash your party with Teddy Ruxpin and a Slayer tape

And it's ok to get a little risky
(Ahh, the good times)
Forget work it's all play at the end of the day
(Ahh, the good times)
Just be sure to send the females my way
(Ahh, the good times)

Oh look at how cute, we made a mess on the dance floor
So let me get a soul clap, that's what we got hands for

Seriously, for one if I gave a fuck my eyes would be locked onto yours
And not to nothin' that's goin' on behind your back, homey
For two, I'm sorry, I forgot, what were you sayin' again? Exactly
Ignorance is bliss homey, you my dear make it fact

I'm just curious as to why you take yourself so serious
You missed the joke a year back, man
The punchline just hit you in the mouth

And it's ok to get a little risky
(Ahh, the good times)
Forget work it's all play at the end of the day
(Ahh, the good times)
Just be sure to send the females my way
(Ahh, the good times)

(Ahh, the good times)
And it's ok to get a little risky
(Ahh, the good times)
Forget work it's all play at the end of the day
(Ahh, the good times)
Just be sure to send the females my way
(Ahh, the good times)

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Tuesday, August 10, 2010

I Need Some Fine Wine And You, You Need To Be Nicer - Lyrics - Super Extra Gravity - Cardigans

Title: I Need Some Fine Wine And You, You Need To Be Nicer
Album: Super Extra Gravity
Artist: Cardigans
Composer(s): Peter Svensson, Nina Persson, Nathan Larson

Lyric:
Sit, good dog
Stay, bad dog
Down
Roll over

Well, here's a good man and a pretty young girl
Trying to play together somehow
I'm wasting my life, you're changing the world
I get drunk and watch your head grow

It's the good times that we share
And the bad times that we'll have
It's the good times
And the bad times that we had

Well it's been a long slow collision
I'm a pit bull, you're a dog
Baby you're foul in clear conditions
But you're handsome in the fog

So I need some fine wine
And you, you need to be nicer
For the good times and the bad times
That we'll have

Sometimes we talk over dinner like old friends
Till I go and kill the bottle
I go off over any old thing
Break your heart and raise a glass or ten

To the good times that we shared
And the bad times that we'll have
To the good times
And the bad time that we've had

Well, it's been a long slow collision
I'm a pit bull, you're a dog
Baby you're foul in clear conditions
But you're handsome in the fog

So I need some fine wine
And you, you need to be nicer
For the good times
And the bad times we know will come, yeah

I need some fine wine
And you, you need to be nicer
You need to be nicer, you need
For the good times
And the bad time that we had

Sit

Good times, bad times
Sweet wine, bad wine
Good cop, bad cop
Lapdog, bad dog
Sit

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Thursday, August 12, 2010

Drawing Board - Lyrics - Wasting Time - Mest

Title: Drawing Board
Album: Wasting Time
Artist: Mest
Composer(s): Tony Lovato

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Lyric:
I can recall only this one time
This kind of control the girl had on my mind
I've fallen deep, I can't get out
I've never acted this way before

I spent days and nights in my bedroom
Trying to write the perfect song to sing to you
Write a song a day, but she won't like it anyway
Back to the drawing board
With the words you've heard a million times before

Feeling alone and she's on my mind
Try to erase all the pain from that time
She's breaking up and I'm breaking down
Now I'm headed out of this fucked up town

I spent days and nights in my bedroom
Trying to write the perfect song to sing to you
Write a song a day, but the band won't like it anyway
Back to the drawing board
With the words you've heard a million times before
In your head

So love me, so I can be myself again
Now hate me, so things seem normal in my head
I'm trying to break away this ball and chain
So hate me, so things seem normal in my head
Things seem normal in my head

I spent days and nights in my bedroom
Trying to write the perfect song to sing to you

I spent days and nights in my bedroom
Trying to write the perfect song to sing to you
Write a song a day, but she won't like it anyway
Back to the drawing board
With the words you've heard a million times before
In your head, I am dead

Back to the drawing board
With the words you've heard a million times before
Back to the drawing board
With the words you've heard a million times before

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Thursday, August 19, 2010

Rock Hard Times - Lyrics - Shootenanny - Eels

Title: Rock Hard Times
Album: Shootenanny
Artist: Eels
Composer(s): Joe Gore, Mark Everett

Lyric:
They told me that I couldn't come back here again
Took me for some kind of fool
Said I was doing things that never should be done
But I don't care about their rules

As if I cared 'bout the little minds
In the little heads of the herd
There's nothing you could dream
Would be more absurd

And everybody knows
These are rock hard times
I gotta make it through
These are rock hard times

I don't know what it is they're trying to do to me
Make me into some sick joke
But no one's laughing and least of all not me
It's hard to laugh as you choke

Hollywood lies piled up to the sky
Floating your way soon
Hope you like the rotten stench of doom

And everybody knows
These are rock hard times
I gotta make it through
These are rock hard times

And everybody knows
These are rock hard times
I gotta make it through
These are rock hard times

I don't know what it is they think I'm gonna try
They don't know what they need to fear
The surest sign that the end is coming soon
Is right there in the bathroom mirror

Everybody knows
These are rock hard times
I gotta make it through
These are rock hard times
These are rock hard times

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Monday, August 2, 2010

Runnin - Lyrics - Grits

Title: Runnin
Artist: Grits
Composer(s): Teron David Carter, Stacy Bernard Jones, Rick D Robbins, Latoya Vison, Otto Montgomery Jr Price

Lyric:
Runnin', runnin'
Lookin' for that love I once knew
Runnin', I'm runnin'
Trying to find my way back to you

I've been runnin' since understandin' confiscated my globe
Stuttering since expression stole the key to my soul
Struggling since victory presumed control
Battling since the truth infiltrated my mould
Seeking to find a life in invisible hold
Traveling down the path of a difficult road
Runnin' without a clue of being laid astray
Swearing I'm getting closer but really further away

Runnin', runnin'
Lookin' for that love I once knew
Runnin', I'm runnin'
Trying to find my way back to you

Don't you sometimes sit back and look at yourself
Examine things in life you hate but you've become get sick of yourself
The very images you claim lack worth
Then with uncontrolled labor pains them very images you gave birth
This topic got me ceiling walkin', I'm so beside myself
I'm lookin' at me like I'm someone else and I don't feel I'm talkin'
I'm tryin' to spit it best I can atcha
We gonna grab your attention grabbers that keep you from runnin'

Runnin', lookin' for you
Said I'm runnin'
Runnin', lookin' for you
Said I'm runnin'

In desolate times I wrestle at times
Feeling so neglected at times rejected at times
Hard to try to get out my mind hold to the soul
Believing that it's gonna be fine, he's in control
Letting go the walk in the know forgetting the how
Strong enough to wait for the when to weaken the now
Put aside the question of why, this is allowed
Running to the back of the line, looking for mine, looking for mine

Runnin', runnin'
Lookin' for that love I once knew
Runnin', I'm runnin'
Trying to find my way back to you

If dead men tell no tales, how do you account
For the platinum rappers with millions of record sales
Then tell me I ain't good 'cuz my record fails
With a standard that's set to first-quarter sales, the truth shall prevail
If I let you dictate it life would be stale
But I follow my Lord who's been proven with the scars and nails
Everybody busy funnin' number one stunnin', what else you get
From yo mama, nothin' but heartache from all the runnin'

Runnin', my desire's lead me right to
The very thing that has me runnin' back to you
Runnin', runnin'
Runnin', my desires lead me right to
The very thing that has me runnin' back to you
Runnin', runnin'

Runnin', lookin' for you
Said I'm runnin'
Runnin', lookin' for you
Said I'm runnin'
Trying to find my way back to you

Runnin', runnin'
Lookin' for that love I once knew
Runnin', I'm runnin'
Trying to find my way back to you

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Sunday, August 1, 2010

Some People - Lyrics - Authority Zero

Title: Some People
Artist: Authority Zero
Composer(s): Bill Marcks, Jim Wilcox, Jason Devore, Jeremy Wood

Lyric:
As you go, oh oh, yeah, yeah

On your way, throughout it all
Without a questioning of consequence in store
And all the things that you wanted
Made for a better way of everything they're using you for

That's when you feel like you're dying
And want to find some place to go
And then you say that you'll find a better way
Like so many times before, as you go

So many profiting, from your misfortune
And a broken intuition brought abuse
They're gloating in your face and stand so prominent
Now asking, how you never have a chance without a clue

That's when you feel like you're dyin'
And wanna find some place to go
And then you say, that you've found a better way
Like so many times before, as you go

Look at the faces that you trust
And put them up inside your head
And out of all the faces that you see
Who's gonna be there in the end?

And out of all the times that you had turned
Like so many times before
Who's gonna be the one to turn their back
Runnin' out that door?

Some people, trying on their fake-ass two faces
Sayin', they only want what's best for you
But hidden deep down within all their smiles
Was depravity arising soon

That's when you feel like you're dyin'
And wanna find some place to go
And then you say, that you've found a better way
Like so many times before, as you go

Look at the faces that you trust
And put them up inside your head
And out of all the faces that you see
Who's gonna be there in the end?

And out of all the times that you had turned
Like so many times before
Who's gonna be the one to turn their back
Runnin' out that door?

How many people want to find the time
And want to make your fantasies come true?
How many people want to tell you lies
And want to tell you what you're supposed to do?

And when are you gonna realize
It's all just in your head?
Think for you, for yourself instead

Far away, far from home
From the truth and the lies
Far away from the things that they tell you
Well, that's where you'll find

That's when you feel like you're tryin'
And then you've found some place to go
And now you say that you've found a better way
Like so many times before, as you go

Look at the faces that you trust
And put them up inside your head
And out of all the faces that you see
Who's gonna be there for you in the end?

And out of all the times that you had turned
Like so many times before
Who's gonna be the one to turn their back
Runnin' out that door?
Well out that door, well out that door, well out that door

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Thursday, August 5, 2010

Sign Of The Times - Lyrics - Night Ranger

Title: Sign Of The Times
Artist: Night Ranger
Composer(s): Jack Blades

Lyric:
I like watching sunsets
With no particular plans
I like drinking Jack and Coke
In some far away land

I like Rolling Stones records
They take their tea at three
I like making love outside
Underneath a big oak tree

I like building castles
When they're made out of sand
I like watching the waves of the ocean
Wash away the works of man

Innocent pearl, smash mouth girl
Will you share my world?

Sign of the times, sign on tomorrow
Maybe I'm already there
Light up the sky, I'm too high to follow
The sign of the times, hey hey hey

Do you like foreign movies
Like 'Water for chocolate'?
Do you like walking in the rain
With holes in your pockets?

Do you like drinking coffee
At an outdoor cafe?
And dissing all of the people
They're just trying to live their lies away

Smash their pearls
Trash their world
That's my girl

Sign of the times, sign on tomorrow
Maybe I'm already there
Light up the sky, I'm too high to follow
The sign of the times, hey hey hey

The last that I heard
Someone took my pot of gold
From the end of the rainbow

Sign of the times, sign on tomorrow
Maybe I'm already there
Light up the sky, I'm too high to follow
The sign of the times, hey hey hey

Sign yeah, sign yeah, sign yeah yeah yeah yeah
Sign of the times, hey hey hey
I'm already gone, I'm too up to follow
The sign of the times, yeah yeah yeah

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