Title: Water On The Ground
Artist: Eric Clapton
Composer(s): Eric Patrick Clapton
Lyric:
Water on the ground, cloud on the sun
Moon on the rise and the wind on the run
But you know it's only water
Water on the ground
Snow is falling, weather is cold
Maybe I'm just getting old
And I think it's only water
Water on the ground
Back to the rivers, back to the sea
Keeps on running, just like me
But you know it's only water
Water on the ground
Title: Diamonds
Artist: John Farnham
Composer(s): John Farnham, Ross Fraser, Russell Morris
Lyric:
I looked there across to the horizon
The moon was bright and high up in the east
I stretched out to touch what I was seeing
And then I looked up and found it out of reach
Diamonds on the water
I saw star fire on the sea
There were diamonds on the water
You don't need to sleep to have a dream
I believe that certain things can happen
To change the very nature of the beast
And I have been a witness to survival
And nothing really has to rest in peace
Diamonds on the water
I saw star fire on the sea
There were diamonds on the water
You don't need to sleep to have a dream
Here I am, I'm standing on the edge of here and now
Here I am, my time is coming round
Here I am, dust to dust I carry ancient ground
I am in a perfect situation
But thoughts intrude on me just like a thief
They steal me back to all that I would run from
Back from where I really want to be
Diamonds on the water
I saw star fire on the sea
There were diamonds on the water
You don't need to sleep
Diamonds on the water
I saw star fire on the sea
Diamonds on the water
You don't need to sleep
Diamonds on the water
I saw star fire on the sea
Diamonds on the water
You don't need to sleep
Diamonds on the water
I saw star fire on the sea
Diamonds on the water
Title: Barren Ground
Artist: Bruce Hornsby
Composer(s): John Hornsby, Bruce Hornsby
Lyric:
Good seed don't grow on the barren ground
There were people living in a green valley
Found a way to make a lot of money
Made the green turn gradually gray
They figured they could do whatever they wanted
Everything would be alright
But scars don't always heal away
And the sons and the daughters
Got diamonds and gold
But they were given a land where
Strong roots never take hold
Good seed don't grow on the barren ground
Good things don't come along
As you just sit dreaming on
Good seed don't grow on the barren ground
Say everything fades away, there you are still around
What'll you do? woah, where will you go?
There was a ship along the coast
Carrying a hold of black money
In the sound near the northern lights
When the ship set sail
The crew looked for guidance
In the bottom of an empty glass
Then the captain said
"Pour me another rye"
Then the water turned black
As that cold winter's night
Good seed don't grow on the barren ground
Good things don't come along
As you just sit dreaming on
Good seed don't grow on the barren ground
Say everything fades away, there you are still around
Oh, what'll you do? Oh, where will you go?
And the sons and the daughters
Got diamonds and gold
They were given a land where
Strong roots never take hold
Good seed don't grow on the barren ground
Good things don't come along
As you just sit dreaming on
Good seed don't grow on the barren ground
Say everything fades away, there you are still around
Good seed don't grow on the barren ground
Things don't come along
As you just sit dreaming on
Good seed don't grow on the barren ground
Good seed don't grow on the barren ground
Good seed don't grow on the barren ground
Good seed don't grow on the barren ground
Title: Smoke On The Water
Album: Machine Head
Artist: Deep Purple
Composer(s): Ritchie Blackmore, Ian Gillan, Roger Glover, Jon Lord, Ian Paice
Lyric:
We all came out to Montreux
On the Lake Geneva shoreline
To make records with a mobile
We didn't have much time
Frank Zappa and the Mothers
Were at the best place around
But some stupid with a flare gun
Burned the place to the ground, now
Smoke on the water
A fire in the sky
Smoke on the water
But burning down
You know, they burned down the gambling house
It died with an awful sound
Funky Claude was running in and out
He was pulling kids out the ground
When it all was over
We had to find another place
Swiss time was running out
It seemed that we would lose the race, now
Smoke on the water
A fire in the sky, burning, burning
Smoke on the water
Down to the ground
Hear you play
You know now, we ended up at the Grand Hotel
It was empty cold and bare
With the Rolling truck Stones thing just outside
Making our music there
Few red lights and a few old beds
We made a place to sweat
No matter what we get out of this
I know, I know we'll never forget, now
Smoke on the water
A fire in the sky
Smoke on the water
Everywhere, everywhere
See me burn, alright now
It was tumblin' down
Burn, burn, burn, yeah
It's burning down, oh baby
It's burning down
It's burning down
Burning down
Title: Pass It On Down
Artist: Alabama
Composer(s): Randy Owen, Ronnie Rogers, Teddy Gentry, Will Robinson
Lyric:
We live in the land of plenty
But many things aren't plenty anymore
Like the water from our sink they say it's not safe to drink
You gotta go and buy it at the store
Now we're told there's a hole in the ozone
Look what's washing on the beach
And Lord, I believe from the heavens to the seas
We're bringing mother nature to her knees
So let's leave some blue up above us
Let's leave some green on the ground
It's only ours to borrow let's save some for tomorrow
Leave it and pass it on down
Well there's a change taking place way on the mountains
Acid rain is falling on the leaves
And down in Brazil the fires are burning still
How we gonna breathe without them trees?
So let's leave some blue up above us
Let's leave some green on the ground
It's only ours to borrow let's save some for tomorrow
Leave it and pass it on down
There's a place where I live called the Canyon
Where daddy taught me to swim
And that water it's so pure and I'm gonna make sure
Daddy's grandkids can swim there like him
Now we all oughta feel just a little bit guilty
When we look into the eyes of our kids
'Cause brothers it's a fact, if we take and don't put back
They'll have to pay for all we did
So let's leave some blue up above us
Let's leave some green on the ground
It's only ours to borrow let's save some for tomorrow
Leave it and pass it on down
So let's leave some blue up above us
Let's leave some green on the ground
It's only ours to borrow let's save some for tomorrow
Leave it and pass it on down
So let's leave some blue up above us
Let's leave some green on the ground
It's only ours to borrow let's save some for tomorrow
Leave it and pass it on down
So let's leave some blue up above us
Let's leave some green on the ground
It's only ours to borrow let's save some for tomorrow
Leave it and pass it on down
Leave it and pass it on down
Title: Across The Water
Artist: Linda Eder
Composer(s): Linda Eder, Jack Murphy, Frank Wildhorn
Lyric:
I started out the way most do, running on imagination
Out into a world that I was sure I knew
Add a dose of reality and a little desperation
I became a stranger in a stranger land
Wherever I go, whatever I see, I still can feel the child carry me
High on an ocean of innocence 'cause somewhere between
The truth and the dream, there is a moment in time
When you can touch what you left behind
Across the water, across the water
Across the water, on a little higher ground
And so it goes with everyone, we're not really all that different
The older that we get, it seems the less we know
We mortals all immortalize, after we apologize for
All the things we should have said or could have done
Wherever I go, whatever I see, I still can feel the child carry me
High on an ocean of innocence 'cause somewhere between
The truth and the dream, there is a moment in time
When you can touch what you left behind
Across the water, across the water
Across the water, on a little higher ground
The way we were, the dreams we had, don't ever really die
They watch us from a distance as we wave goodbye
But now and then a backward glance, reminds us that there's
Still a chance, so we fill our sails and travel on across the water
Every day in every life is open to interpretation
Thinkin' about what might have been is a waste of time
I don't need to analyze all my little contradictions
As long as I can find my way back home again
Across the water, across the water
Across the water, on a little higher ground
Title: Long Shadow
Artist: Joe Strummer And The Mescaleros
Composer(s): Gregory Hormel, Joe Strummer
Lyric:
Well, I?ll tell you one thing that I know
You don?t face your demons down
You got to grab 'em jack
And pin 'em to the ground
The Devil may care and maybe God he won?t
Better make sure, you check on the 'Do?s' and the 'Don?ts'
Crawl up the mountain
To reach where the eagles fly
Sure you can glimpse from the mountaintop
Where the soul of the muse might rise
And if you put it all together
You won't have to look around
You know you cast
A long shadow on the ground
Then one day, I could tell my tracks
By the holes in the soles of my shoes
And that the day I said
?I?m gonna make the news?
And falling in the garden
Of days so long ago
Somewhere in the memory
The sun shines on you boy
Playing in the Arroyos
Where the American rivers flow
From the Appalachians
Down to the Delta Roads
A man can?t think so long
His brain could well explode
There?s trains running through the junctions
A King comes down the road
And if you put it all together
You won?t have to look around
You know you cast
A long shadow on the ground
Listen to the Country 'The Night Jar and the Bell'
Listen to the Night Streamliner
Sounding like the wolves of Hell
Head for the water, the water of the cleansing spell
It was always are destination
On the express of the Ne?er Do Wells
And we rock through Madison City
And we didn?t even know she was there
And when we hit the Buffers in Memphis
And Beale street didn?t have no prayer
I hear punks talk of anarchy, I hear hobos on the railroad
I hear mutterings on the chain-gangs
It was those men who built the roads
And if you put it all together
You didn?t even once relent
You cast a long shadow
And that is your testament
Somewhere in my soul, there?s always rock and roll
Title: Traffic In The Sky
Album: On And On
Artist: Jack Johnson
Composer(s): Jack Johnson
Lyric:
There's traffic in the sky
And it doesn't seem to be getting much better
There's kids playing games on the pavement
Drawing waves on the pavement
Shadows of the planes on the pavement
It's enough to make me cry
But that don't seem like it would make it feel better
Maybe it's a dream and if I scream it will burst at the seams
Whole place will fall into pieces and then they'd say
Well how could we have known?
I'll tell them it's not so hard to tell, na na na
If you keep adding stones
Soon the water will be lost in the well
Puzzle pieces in the ground
No one ever seems to be digging
Instead they're looking up towards the Heavens
With their eyes on the Heavens
The shadows on the way to the Heavens
It's enough to make me cry
But that don't seem like it would make it feel better
The answers could be found, we could learn from digging down
But no one ever seems to be digging, instead they'll say
Well how could we have known?
I'll tell them it's not so hard to tell, na na na
If you keep adding stones
Soon the water will be lost in the well
Words of wisdom all around
But no one ever seems to listen
They're talking about the plans on the paper
Building up from the pavement
The shadows from the scrapers on the pavement
It's enough to make me sigh
But that don't seem like it would make it feel better
The words are all around but the words are only sounds
And no one ever seems to listen, instead they'll say
Well how could we have known?
I'll tell them it's really not so hard to tell, na na na
If you keep adding stones
Soon the water will be lost in the well, lost in the well
Title: The Legend Of Wooly Swamp
Artist: Charlie Daniels Band
Composer(s): T Digregorio, C Hayward, T Crain, Charlie Daniels, F Edwards, J Marshall
Lyric:
Well, if you ever go back into Wooley Swamp
Well, you better not go at night
There's things out there in the middle of them woods
That make a strong man die from fright
Things that crawl and things that fly
And things that creep around on the ground
And they say the ghost of Lucius Clay
Gets up and he walks around
But I couldn't believe it
I just had to find out for myself
And I couldn't conceive it
'Cause I never would have listened to nobody else
And I couldn't believe it
I just had to find out for myself
There's some things in this world
You just can't explain
The old man lived in the Wooley Swamp
Way back in Booger Woods
He never did do a lot of harm in the world
But he never did do no good
People didn't think too much of him
They all thought he acted funny
The old man didn't care about people anyway
All he cared about was his money
He'd stuff it all down in mason jars
And he'd bury it all around
And on certain nights if the moon was right
He'd dig it up out of the ground
He'd pour it all out on the floor of his shack
And run his fingers through it
Yeah, Lucius Clay was a greedy old man
And that's all that there was to it
But I couldn't believe it
I just had to find out for myself
And I couldn't conceive it
'Cause I never would have listened to nobody else
And I couldn't believe it
I just had to find out for myself
There's some things in this world
You just can't explain
The cable boys was white trash
They lived over on Carver's Creek
They were mean as a snake and sneaky as a cat
And belligerent when they'd speak
One night the oldest brother said
"Y'all meet me at the Wooley Swamp later
We'll take old Lucius's money
And we'll feed him to the alligators"
They found the old man out in the back
With a shovel in his hand
Thirteen rusty mason jars
Was just dug up out of the sand
And they all went crazy and they beat the old man
And they picked him up off of the ground
Threw him in the swamp and stood there and laughed
As the black water sucked him down
Then they turned around and went back to the shack
And picked up the money and ran
They hadn't gone no where when they realized
They were running in quicksand
And they struggled and they screamed
But they couldn't get away and just before they went under
They could hear that old man laughing
In a voice as loud as thunder
And that's been fifty years ago
And you can go by there yet
There's a spot in the yard in the back of that shack
Where the ground is always wet
And on summer nights, if the moon is right
Down by the that dark footpath
You can hear three young men screaming
You can hear one old man laugh.
Well, if you ever go back into Wooley Swamp
Well, you better not go at night
There's things out there in the middle of them woods
That make a strong man die from fright
Things that crawl and things that fly
And things that creep around on the ground
And they say the ghost of Lucius Clay
Gets up and he walks around
But I couldn't believe it
I just had to find out for myself
And I couldn't conceive it
'Cause I never would have listened to nobody else
And I couldn't believe it
I just had to find out for myself
There's some things in this world
You just can't explain
There's some things in this world
You just can't explain
Title: Johnny'S Camaro
Artist: David Wilcox
Composer(s): David Patrick Wilcox
Lyric:
"Can I have another quarter?" he said.
"What?"
"Can I have another quarter?"
"Why?" she said.
"Uh, I dropped it," he said.
"Sure," she said, and she handed him another quarter.
And he reached out of the window there, and dropped it in the toll basket.
Up comes the gate, and out comes...
Johnny's Camaro, Johnny's Camaro
Johnny loved his Camaro, maybe more than life itself.
Oh, it was no big deal, he was just taking her to the airport.
It was autumn in New York City.
It was springtime, however, in Africa.
She'd been saving up her money.
She was going to go on one of these outward bound trips,
so he was just giving her a ride to the airport.
And around and around the airport they went,
through that parking garage, looking for a parking space.
"There's one," she said.
"No."
"There's one," she said.
"No."
You see, actually it takes two parking spaces...
for Johnny's Camaro, Johnny's Camaro
He's a little nervous walking through the airport.
He's always looking back over his shoulder.
"You can go back if you want," she said.
"No, no man, I'll stay."
And he did. He stayed until the plane took off.
Then he ran back.
But meanwhile, she was high up over the city.
She was looking down.
She was looking down at the lights of the buildings.
She was looking down at the lights of the boats on the water.
She was looking down at the lights.
You could see them crossing the bridges,
and through the little canyon streets.
Little tiny, diamond toward you and ruby away.
You know, those little tiny moving lights.
And she knew that one of them was... well you know.
Man, I've got to tell you about the adventures she had in Africa.
I think I should start with the silver bracelet,
I think that's where it all turns around.
She hadn't been on the trip long and one of the guides sort of
took her under his wing.
'Cause she was sort of startled easy,
she was a little nervous about being out there.
The first time she got sunburned through her hat
she realized she was a long way from home.
She had just left the group for a little while one day,
she had just went to take a pee,
she said "I'll be right back," but she didn't come back for a while.
And this guide, this African man went to look for her.
"Laura! Laura?"
He found her standing on the lowest branch of a fairly tall tree,
way off the ground.
"How you get up there?"
Well, she had jumped.
"Why?"
Well, there was a hyena, and they had told her about hyenas.
They have jaws that can crush bone.
She wasn't in a real confident position anyway,
and she just ran, and there was the branch.
She jumped - one hand slipped, one hand held.
She was not coming down.
"He's gone."
So now she trusted him, and she swings back down
and both arms straight, hanging from that branch,
her feet are four feet off the ground.
Man, she didn't know she could jump that high.
Ah, but she does now.
It was changes like that that made him give her that silver bracelet.
It was the one that he'd always wear kind of between his elbow
and his shoulder, kind of wrapped tight around his arm.
It was a beautiful silver bracelet, and he bent it down a little bit to fit around
her muscle there and she smiled.
So much so that it startled him.
So much so that on the last day of that trip, when they were getting
back on the bus to go to the small airport to go back to the big airport
to go across the ocean to go back to... you know,
when they were getting back on the bus, she leaned out the window
for that last little cheesecake snapshot
and as he looked through the camera, he had to slowly take the camera
down, and turn his head to the side a little bit, look a little bit
sad and say
"How you get up there?"
She was dreaming over the ocean
Dreaming of being home again
Dreaming over the ocean
Of what would never be the same.
Well, he wasn't at the gate when she got into the airport.
He must have been looking for a parking space.
So she just walked through the airport,
you know, and it wasn't like before.
Now the airport seemed kind of small.
The airport seemed kind of stuffy, the ceiling was a little bit low.
And everyone was getting out of her way.
I don't know - well, actually I do know.
Maybe it was because it had been winter, you see,
and she had just come back from summer.
And she was just dressed normally. Everyone else was bundled up,
but she had on her hiking boots and her shorts and her tank top,
her hair tied back, and a knife on her belt, and a big old silver bracelet,
I think it was the silver bracelet,
but everybody was getting out of her way.
She didn't see him 'til the backpack comes rolling down the
old baggage claim, and suddenly there's this arm
and this voice saying, "I'll get that."
And she says, "Hey, that's my backpack, gimme it. Where're you parked?"
So he reluctantly gave her the backpack,
and she swung it over her shoulder
and they went out and carefully nestled it in the trunk.
And then, out of the parking garage and into the city.
And she had to lean out the window,
she pushed the button and made the window go down
and she leaned out a little bit to feel the wind in her hair.
Man, this is the wild place to be.
I mean, this is the place,
she has to lean a little further out of the car just to
just to see it all, just to look up at some of the buildings.
As a matter of fact, she leaned a little farther back
so she could look back behind
and watch those big tires rolling on that pavement,
and then suddenly the window came up
and she comes back in, startled
and sure enough Johnny's got his finger on the power window.
And he's looking at her like,
"Will you get your feet off the upholstery!"
The upholstery, the upholstery. She forgot. How could she forget?
Well, she'd been in Africa. Come on!
She took her feet off the upholstery.
As a matter of fact, she took her feet off the upholstery politely.
As a matter of fact, she folded her hands in her lap
and she settled in for this ride.
I saw just a glint of a smile as she turned her face to one side.
Maybe to feel the plush upholstery brush against her cheek.
Maybe to see the lights of the graphic equalizer on the stereo
reflected in the side window.
Maybe to watch that lone drop of water make its weary way across
that perfectly waxed surface.
But I think it was just to enjoy this ride...
this ride...
this last ride...
in Johnny's Camaro, Johnny's Camaro.
Title: Legend Of Wooley Swamp
Artist: Charlie Daniels Band
Composer(s): T Digregorio, C Hayward, T Crain, Charlie Daniels, F Edwards, J Marshall
Lyric:
Well, if you ever go back into Wooley Swamp
Well, you better not go at night
There's things out there in the middle of them woods
That make a strong man die from fright
Things that crawl and things that fly
And things that creep around on the ground
And they say the ghost of Lucius Clay
Gets up and he walks around
But I couldn't believe it
I just had to find out for myself
And I couldn't conceive it
'Cause I never would have listened to nobody else
And I couldn't believe it
I just had to find out for myself
There's some things in this world
You just can't explain
The old man lived in the Wooley Swamp
Way back in Booger Woods
He never did do a lot of harm in the world
But he never did do no good
People didn't think too much of him
They all thought he acted funny
The old man didn't care about people anyway
All he cared about was his money
He'd stuff it all down in mason jars
And he'd bury it all around
And on certain nights if the moon was right
He'd dig it up out of the ground
He'd pour it all out on the floor of his shack
And run his fingers through it
Yeah, Lucius Clay was a greedy old man
And that's all that there was to it
But I couldn't believe it
I just had to find out for myself
And I couldn't conceive it
'Cause I never would have listened to nobody else
And I couldn't believe it
I just had to find out for myself
There's some things in this world
You just can't explain
The cable boys was white trash
They lived over on Carver's Creek
They were mean as a snake and sneaky as a cat
And belligerent when they'd speak
One night the oldest brother said
"Y'all meet me at the Wooley Swamp later
We'll take old Lucius's money
And we'll feed him to the alligators"
They found the old man out in the back
With a shovel in his hand
Thirteen rusty mason jars
Was just dug up out of the sand
And they all went crazy and they beat the old man
And they picked him up off of the ground
Threw him in the swamp and stood there and laughed
As the black water sucked him down
Then they turned around and went back to the shack
And picked up the money and ran
They hadn't gone no where when they realized
They were running in quicksand
And they struggled and they screamed
But they couldn't get away and just before they went under
They could hear that old man laughing
In a voice as loud as thunder
And that's been fifty years ago
And you can go by there yet
There's a spot in the yard in the back of that shack
Where the ground is always wet
And on summer nights, if the moon is right
Down by the that dark footpath
You can hear three young men screaming
You can hear one old man laugh.
Well, if you ever go back into Wooley Swamp
Well, you better not go at night
There's things out there in the middle of them woods
That make a strong man die from fright
Things that crawl and things that fly
And things that creep around on the ground
And they say the ghost of Lucius Clay
Gets up and he walks around
But I couldn't believe it
I just had to find out for myself
And I couldn't conceive it
'Cause I never would have listened to nobody else
And I couldn't believe it
I just had to find out for myself
There's some things in this world
You just can't explain
There's some things in this world
You just can't explain
Title: Takin' On Water
Album: Moment Of Forever
Artist: Willie Nelson
Composer(s): Dennis Anthony Robbins, John Scott Sherrill, David Allen Loggins
Lyric:
You ain't nothin' but trouble, far as I can tell
Just a wasted wish in the wishin' well
But you don't know, I've been here before
I'm just one too many miles from shore
And I'm takin' on water and I'm goin' down
Takin' on water, that's what I'm doin' now
Takin' on water with only one way out
I gotta get my heart to higher ground
Oh, I'm already in, in too deep
I know you won't be there to rescue me
I'm already feel it, right through my chest
I'm afraid if I taste it, I might not catch my breath
And I'm takin' on water and I'm goin' down
Takin' on water, that's what I'm doin' now
Takin' on water with only one way out
I gotta get my heart to higher ground
Why is a woman always thinkin'
Just because a man is sinkin'
He's gonna drown
But I'm takin' on water, goin' down
Takin' on water, that's what I'm doin' now
Takin' on water, there's only one way out
I gotta get my heart to higher ground
And I'm takin' on water, goin' down
Takin' on water, that's what I'm doin' now
Takin' on water with only one way out
I gotta get my heart to higher ground
Takin' on water, goin' down
Takin' on water, that's what I'm doin' now
Takin' on water with only one way out
I gotta get my heart to higher ground
Takin' on water, goin' down
Takin' on water, that's what I'm doin' now
Takin' on water with only one way out
Title: Written On The Back Of His Hand
Artist: Lucy Kaplansky
Composer(s): Rick Litvin, Lucy Kaplansky
Lyric:
You don't have any secrets when you come into the world
You're open like a book and the pages get filled
The leaves keep turning and on every single page
They write their story with the marks on you face
Marks on your face
Locked in your head an unbreakable code
A secret never spoken is a story never told
Gonna show you the back of my hand they say
You can hide those scars but they hurt you every day
They hurt you every day
They hurt you every day
What was written on the back of his hand
You once said it out loud you won't say it again
What was written on the back of his hand
You once said it out loud you won't say it again
What was written on the back of his hand
You won't say it again
Water is holy when it falls from the sky
Water tastes bitter when it falls from your eyes
Lay down on the ground and look up at the sky
There's no rhyme or reason when you're watching time fly
Watching time fly
When the stars come out the night is alive
Connect those stars with the lines of your life
With the lines on your hand with the words that you write
One true word's gonna beat a pack of lies
Beat a pack of lies
Beat a pack of lies
What was written on the back of his hand
You once said it out loud you won't say it again
What was written on the back of his hand
You once said it out loud you won't say it again
What was written on the back of his hand
You won't say it again
One true word's gonna beat a pack of lies
One true word's gonna beat a pack of lies
Beat a pack of lies
What was written on the back of his hand
You once said it out loud you won't say it again
What was written on the back of his hand
You once said it out loud you won't say it again
What was written on the back of his hand
You won't say it again
Title: Glass Spider
Album: Never Let Me Down
Artist: David Bowie
Composer(s): David Jones
Lyric:
Up until one century ago there lived
In the Zi Duang province of an eastern country
A glass-like spider
Having devoured its prey
It would drape the skeletons over its web
In weeks creating a macabre shrine of remains
Its web was also unique, in that it had many layers
Like floors in a building
At the top of this palace-like place
Assembled with almost apparent care
Were tiny, shining objects
Glass, beads, dewdrops
One could almost call it an altar
When the breeze blew through this construction
It produced sounds of wailing, crying
Tiny wails, tiny cries
The baby spiders would get scared
And search frantically for their mother
But the glass spider would have long gone
Having known that the babies
Would survive somehow on their own
Oh, the glass spider had blue eyes almost like a human's
They shed tears at the wintered turn of the centuries
Don't you hear this wasted cry, life is over you
(Mummy come back 'cos the water's all gone)
But you've seen who's in Heaven, is there anyone in Hell?
(Mummy come back 'cos it's dark now)
Take care, take care
(Mummy come back 'cos the water's all gone)
Somewhere she glows divine, somewhere she wakes alone
But you, you've promise in your lovin' eye
God it's dark now
Gone, Gone the water's all gone
(Mummy come back 'cos the water's all gone)
Stay low on the ground
The fire can drive you savage and afraid
Spitting at the dawn, come along before the animals awake
(Gone, gone, the water's all gone
Mummy come back 'cos it's dark now)
Run, run, moving all night, rivers to the left
If your mama don't love you then riverbed might
Gone, gone, the water's all gone
(Mummy come back 'cos the water's all gone)
Gone, gone, the water's all gone
(Mummy come back 'cos the water's all gone)
Gone, gone, the water's all gone
(Mummy come back 'cos the water's all gone)
Gone, gone, the water's all gone
(Mummy come back 'cos the water's all gone)
Mummy come back 'cos it's dark now
Mummy come back 'cos the water's all gone
Mummy come back 'cos it's dark now
Mummy come back 'cos the water's all gone
Mummy come back 'cos it's dark now
Title: Hippo Stomp
Artist: Steppenwolf
Composer(s): J Kay, L Byrom, J Edmonton
Lyric:
If I should go astray and say "I lost my way"
Nobody would know me
But if I don't believe I can and still say "Hear my plan"
Somebody would follow just because it's free
We're all Hippos, rollin' down the river
Sometimes we can't touch the ground
Like Hippos slidin' in the water
Somehow we're stompin' around
Now you can see me lyin' down in my swamp
Any time I feel disgusted
You'll see me do the hippo stomp
Hey, hey, you can try it when you're feelin' blue
If you should go astray and say "I lost my way"
Nobody will know you
But if you don't believe you can and still say "I'm your man"
Somebody will follow just because it's free
We're all Hippos rollin' down the river
Sometimes we can't touch the ground
Like Hippos slidin' in the water
Somehow we're stompin' around
You stop and watch me
While you're out on your midnite romp
And I can feel the silent question
What the heck is the Hippo Stomp?
Let me answer you and let me tell ya true
Just how I feel when I'm down
Sometimes I wonder you'll see me stumblin' around
But you just point and stare
Come on, let me hear you
Somewhere there's a voice down inside
And when you find it let it teach you
How to ask the question 'Why'
Just because we live together, we don't have to like each other
So please don't fall asleep on me again
Nobody, nobody, nobody knows for sure
You just might never wake up from the dream
Hey, speak up, let me hear you, yeah
Let me show you 'round the reservation
I know my way around these parts, I've lived here long enough
Now you can have a taste, an indication of things and times to come
If you should go astray and say "I lost my way"
Nobody will know you
But if you don't believe you can and still say "I'm your man"
Somebody will follow just because it's free
Early in the morning, late at night
Somebody seems to know just how this thing work's right
'Cause every time I come around the corner
Somebody's looking out my door
He's been snoopin' like a hound
I'll grab his neck and shake him on down
We're all Hippos rollin' down the river
Sometimes we can't touch the ground
Like Hippos, slidin' in the water
Somehow we're stompin' around
We're all Hippos rollin' down the river
Sometimes we can't touch the ground
Like Hippos, slidin' in the water
Somehow we're stompin' around
We're all Hippos rollin' down the river
Sometimes we can't touch the ground
Like Hippos, slidin' in the water
Somehow we're stompin' around
Title: Holy Water
Album: Holy Water
Artist: Bad Company
Composer(s): Terry Thomas, Brian Howe
Lyric:
Hey
In my life, there's been changes
But nothing seems to satisfy me the way you do, no
You make it easy, the way you please me
When ever I get close to you
All this temptation, I can't see wrong from right
It's a new sensation, mama, you know I'm blinded by the light
Feels like I'm walking on holy water
Feels like I'm walking on sacred ground, baby, yeah
Feels like, you know that I've been walking on holy water
Every time that you come 'round, yeah
You were all I ever wanted
I never had a girl in my life till I met you, darlin', hey
Got a certain feeling, you got my senses reeling, yeah
Whenever I get close to you
You're my salvation
I found you just in time
You're my one temptation, mama
You know I can't believe you're mine
Feels like I'm walking on holy water
Feels like I'm walking on sacred ground, baby, yeah
Feels like, you know that I've been walking on holy water
Every time that you come 'round, hey
Ooh yeah, it's funny how it seems like yesterday
Lovin' of the first degree
One word was all I heard you say to me, baby
It's funny what you've done to me
Just wanna see you run to me
Wanna see you run, yeah
Yeah, this temptation, I can't see wrong, wrong from right
It's a new sensation, mama, you know I'm blinded by the light
Feels like I'm walking on holy water
Feels like I'm walking on sacred ground
Feels like, you know that I've been walking on holy water
Every time that you come 'round, yeah, yeah
Feels like, you know Ive been walking on holy water
Feels like, you know I've been walking on sacred ground
Feels like, you know that I've been walking on holy water
Every time that you come 'round, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, oh oh
Title: Champion Requiem
Album: New Danger
Artist: Mos Def
Composer(s): Dante T Smith, Charles M Njapa
Lyric:
Bismillah Ir Rhman Ir Raheem
Peace, peace whats up y'all this is Mos Def
And this is a message to the people
If you see or hear goodness from me
Then that goodness is from The Creator
You should be thankful to The Creator for all of that
'Cause I'm not the architect of that I'm only the, the recipient
If you see weakness or shortcoming in me
It's from my own weakness or shortcoming
And I ask The Creator and the people to forgive me for that
Thank you Brooklyn, Thank you World
Yeah, yeah there it is
Turn my voice up in the top a little bit
Feel good to be back
What's up Ochenta?
Yeah, yeah, ha
It's the Black Dante in your headphones
Speaker box
Freaky radio
Everywhere on the dial
Tell you a little bit about me
For my hometown, break down a little history for you
Myrtle and Broadway, Roosevelt projects, Mossie projects
Listen
I stepped on the field from no league just home team
I Jumped out the stands and I snatched the rock
With the final seconds dwindling on the clock
Mos post up to throw up the tie-breakin' shot
I put it through the net and let the world's jaw drop
Then fled the arena before they called cops
Tell the players and the coach I wasn't tryin' to blow spot
But the way they was ballin' made it difficult to watch
I was taught when there's somethin' you can change around
Keep quiet, you got nothin' to complain about
You got work to do, I don't know if that work for you
But that's how Mos work it through
And my work is personal, I'm a workin' person
I put in work, I work with purpose
I get it there on the water, air, the surface
You feel the impact niggaz yeah it's workin'
Listen God did not make me a fearful person
The only fear I have is my failure to adhere His path
I would love it just to hear this back
On the ghetto streets where y'all at
On the ave's where the Jeep's go past
In the coupes where the seats go back
In the parties where it be so packed
And the atmosphere be so black
And them black things be so phat
If I could I would be so glad
But if not I won't be so mad
I'm still being a man, still feeding my fam
And even if you don't see it my fam
I believe that I am, truly gifted, truly blessed
I'm yours truly, Brooklyn's own, Mos Def
I'm rockin' the hard right, ground zero, to far left
I'm, well balanced with immense talents
Burn the script then flip it to keep myself challenged
And that's the mark of a true champ-ine
That's whether I'm in or outside the ring
No fights, no title, no crown or reign
Feel my presence even when I'm up out this thing
Just trust, that's what I'm about to be
But until then settle in and rock with me
Ha, that's what it's about to be
Ghetto people look alive with me
And say, we 'gon, stop by
Then we just keep movin' on
Ghetto people, look alive and
Feel free, we just keep movin' on
For Alliah, Left Eye, Jam Master Jay
All the great hero's who have passed away
Scott Laraque, Big and Pac, Feaky Tai, Big L
All the soldiers locked down in the cell
Lock up the flesh, but the spirit will prevail
To our loved ones, and deceased
Dyin' in the street, or quiet in their sleep
(B.I.G.)
Rest in peace, your livin' in the mansions of our memory
(Sans Marie)
Rest in peace, your livin' in the mansions of our memory
That's real
'Cause everythin' in life gon' come to an end
Because it must and when it does
I hope that y'all remember me
With true respect and ghetto love
Now raise it up 'cause everythin' in life gon' come to an end
Because it must, and when it does, I hope that y'all remember me
Black Dante, from Myrtle and Broadway, yeah, yeah y'all
Let me hear it back
Freaky radio
Ha
Freaky radio
Everywhere on the dial
Title: On The Shoreline
Artist: Genesis
Composer(s): Phil Collins, Tony Banks, Mike Rutherford
Lyric:
Well, there?s a place where two worlds collide
The pile of stone against the pull of the tide
You could stay with your feet on the ground
Or step into the water, leave the dry behind
On the shoreline, meet me on the shoreline
Where you can only swim if you try
Well, if there?s somewhere on the other side
It might be better, it might be as bad
Someday soon you?ll have to make a move
'Cause you can?t stay forever, ah just waiting
On the shoreline, meet me on the shoreline
Take me over, lead me through
Well, can you take me there to the other side
Where everything is new, uncertain and strange
Don?t ever let me go till we?re there
I don?t know what it is I?m looking for
And until it?s found I won?t be sure
Well, there are squares in the game of life
When you can keep on moving or turn aside
Yes, there are times when you have to decide
To put your feet in the water or stay
On the shoreline, meet me on the shoreline
Where you can only swim if you try
I?ll be there, oh, on the shoreline
I?ll be there on the shoreline
Where you can only swim if you try
I?ll be there, I?ll be there, oh
Yes, I?ll be there, I?ll be there
Title: Killing Fields
Artist: Mo Thugs
Composer(s): Paul O'Neal, Aaran Baldwin, Actavius Mills, Anthony Henderson
Lyric:
Never will another try to play
On another killin' day
So, if you want to come around our way
You know C-Town's where slayers play
Wonder what they gonna say
When I raise from the grave on the last day
And it ain't no more pray
I done sat and watched away
And how you slay like it was no thang
A natural killa, the way you made
Separate with the double blade
Just a little insane games you play
Had to beat 'em for the demons
Judge revealed 'em, then scripted ya
Spend your life in the pen
Having visions of revenge on a darker nigga livin' within you
Shoulda never sold your soul
Want to pull 44 bullet holes
On the surface of your dome
And your never going home
Done slip, became a victim of that chrome
Got the gauge for the murderous trip
Where them Cleveland niggas strayed on the click
Clair soldiers starved for days in the land
Where the gangsta niggas roll,on
The dark side, snatchin' souls, them soldiers thumpin'
Dumpin' slugs in the body pumpin' up blood, in a puddle of blood
Hell's up under that mud they I know I'm gonna pull it
My sawed off draws them bullets
I'm being pressured by these niggas up
On me before the twelve jumped from
My gun, but when the buckshots come
Momma's son a bloody murderer must be the evil one
Mobbin' deep, like a com full of trucks
If you get stuck, you outta luck, can't duck
Can't run from the cuts
Ah fuck, better grab them nuts
For the murderin', layin'
You can run from the rock
But the rock is gonna cry out
There's no hiding space
Nineteen thousand white gamma rays bomb the place
Blowin' off the face of men rippin' the skin
'Cause we are the soldiers of the world again and again, my friend
Punk-ass niggas can't stand us only 'cause they fear
To challenge us war
We be living so scandalous
Head the fuck out, they 'fraid they can't handle us
Killa feelings and vandalous
Even when you creep so deep, shifters got you by six feet
'Cause we see when you creep so deep
Mo Thug plays for keeps
Dark days you see
Creepin' the stroll but kill, try takin' the soldiers
Oh no, caught livin' them criminal ways in the last days
Wantin' them bodies to rot, drop into eternal flames
What a [unverified] went blaze
You desire to be killed
Here to reveal the devil's appeal to the world of madness
No gladness, leavin' a nigga insane
They came up out of them heavens
Oh, I'm quick in ways illegal
Became a casualty at war, pump was unleashin'
Slugs, blood came leakin' from your gut
Let the gun be the judge
Well, then in that case it's murder
For the night fall down Clair town
Rounds connect with the target
Hit the ground
Ain't no chances of survival when the killin' field
Gauges be blazin', ninas with infrared lasers
Set the weeds afire, we them killas for hire
We kill 'em for scratch some niggas gonna die
Tombstone got the high tec shit let's split
Got at the enemy racin', facin'
Caught up in the wrath of the red eye
Red water, cold bloody murder chasin'
If it's up to the shift, you know we'll chill
Here comes the rivals straight for the kill
Best believe they come to flex them skills
Gotta get in they ass for real
I don't give a fuck about your feelings
I'm down for the peelin', I'm down for the strippin'
I got to be ready for the body dippin' down to the earth
Done seen so many niggas turn to dirt
And the [unverified] that we play this game for keeps
'Cause this shit hurt don't mean to leave mom's in prayer
When in the midst of the Clair slayer
Turnin' the nigga on the need for prayer
When the bomb gonna drop x-rays
Everybody gonna fade it's the killin' day
Never will another try to play on another killin' day
So if you want to come around our way
You know C-Town's where slayers play
