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Tuesday, August 17, 2010

When I Grow Too Old To Dream - Lyrics - Diana Krall

Title: When I Grow Too Old To Dream
Artist: Diana Krall
Composer(s): O. Hammerstein Ii S Romberg

Lyric:
When I grow too old to dream
I will have you to remember
When I grow too old to dream
Your love will live in my heart

So kiss me my sweet
And so let us part
When I grow too old to dream
Your love will live in my heart

When I grow, when I grow too old to dream
I will have you to remember
When I grow, when I grow too old to dream
Your love will live, will live in my heart

So kiss me, my sweet
And so let us part
When I grow, when I grow too old
Sh-do-ya-do-ya-do-ya to dream
Your love will live in my heart

So kiss me my sweet
And so let us part
When I grow too old to dream
Your love will live in my heart

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Monday, August 16, 2010

When I Grow To Old To Dream - Lyrics - Diana Krall

Title: When I Grow To Old To Dream
Artist: Diana Krall
Composer(s): O. Hammerstein Ii S Romberg

Lyric:
When I grow too old to dream
I will have you to remember
When I grow too old to dream
Your love will live in my heart

So kiss me my sweet
And so let us part
When I grow too old to dream
Your love will live in my heart

When I grow, when I grow too old to dream
I will have you to remember
When I grow, when I grow too old to dream
Your love will live, will live in my heart

So kiss me, my sweet
And so let us part
When I grow, when I grow too old
Sh-do-ya-do-ya-do-ya to dream
Your love will live in my heart

So kiss me my sweet
And so let us part
When I grow too old to dream
Your love will live in my heart

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Wednesday, August 18, 2010

When I Grow Too Old To Dream - Lyrics - Linda Ronstadt

Title: When I Grow Too Old To Dream
Artist: Linda Ronstadt
Composer(s): O. Hammerstein Ii S Romberg

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Lyric:
We have been gay, going our way
Life has been beautiful, we have been young
After you've gone life will go on
Like an old song we have sung

When I grow too old to dream
I'll have you to remember
When I grow too old to dream
Your love will live in my heart

So kiss me, my sweet
And so let us part
And when I grow too old to dream
That kiss will live in my heart

And when I grow too old to dream
Your love will live in my heart
Oh, your love will live in my heart

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Sunday, August 1, 2010

Wife And Kids - Lyrics - Just Who I Am: Poets & Pirates - Kenny Chesney

Title: Wife And Kids
Album: Just Who I Am: Poets & Pirates
Artist: Kenny Chesney
Composer(s): Brett James, Jim Collins

Lyric:
Everybody thinks I've got it all
Nobody really does, do they?
I've got more than I deserve
More than I ever dreamed
But there's always a price you pay

It's been an amazing road
I've been blessed, I know
But at the end of the day, I go home alone

I still hope someday I'll have a wife and kids
Smiling faces running to the door
And when I walk in saying, "Daddy's home
You were gone too long, what'd you bring me?
Swing me, let me show you what I did"

I still dream about that look on a woman's face
That says I love you through the good
The bad, the sunshine or the rain
Sometimes I wish I had someone to share my life with
Maybe I'll have a wife and kids
Maybe someday

Maybe I could have a son
Play football in the backyard
Or take my daughter fishing and when she turns 15
I'll teach her how to drive a car

When I grow old and they've all left home
I want to lay beside my wife
And talk about the old times
Remember all the good times

I still hope someday I'll have a wife and kids
Smiling faces running to the door
And when I walk in saying, "Daddy's home
You were gone too long, what'd you bring me?
Swing me, let me show you what I did"

I still dream about that look on a woman's face
That says I love you through the good
The bad, the sunshine or the rain
Sometimes I wish I had someone to share my life with
Maybe I'll have a wife and kids
Maybe someday

Sometimes I wish I had someone to share my life with
Maybe I'll have a wife and kids
Someday, I'll have a wife and kids
Maybe someday

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Thursday, August 12, 2010

Talkin' World War Iii Blues - Lyrics - Bob Dylan

Title: Talkin' World War Iii Blues
Artist: Bob Dylan
Composer(s): Bob Dylan

Lyric:
One time ago a crazy dream came to me
I dreamt I was walkin' into World War Three
Went to the doctor the very next day
To see what kinda words he could say

He said, "It was a bad dream"
I wouldn't worry 'bout it none, though
They were my own dreams
Were only in your head

I said, "Hold it Doc, a World War passed through my brain"
He said, "Nurse, get your pad, the boy's insane"
He grabbed my arm, I said, "Ouch!"
As I landed on the psychiatric couch
He said, "Tell me about it"

Well, the whole thing started at three o'clock fast
It was all over by quarter past
I was down in the sewer with some little lover
When I peeked out from a manhole cover
Wondering who turned the lights on us

Well, I got up and I walked around
Up and down the lonesome town
I stood on wondering which way to go
I lit a cigarette on a parking meter
And walked on down the road, it was a normal day

Well, I rung me fallout shelter bell
And I leaned my head and I gave a yell
"Give me a string bean, I'm a hungry man"
Shotgun fired and away I ran
I don't blame them too much though, they didn't know me

Down the corner by the hot-dog stand
I seen a man, I said, "Howdy friend
I guess there's just us two"
He screamed a bit and away he flew
Thought I was a Communist

Well, I spied me a girl before she could leave
I said, "Let's go play Adam and Eve"
I took her by the hand and my heart was thumpin'
When she said, "Hey man, you crazy or something"
You seen what happened last time they started

Well, I seen me a Cadillac window uptown
There was nobody around
I got into the driver's seat
And I drove down 42nd street in my Cadillac
Good car to drive after a war

Well, I remember seein' some ad
So I turned on my Conelrad but I didn't pay the Con Ed bill
So the radio didn't work so well, turned on my record player
It was Rock-A-Day, Johnny singin', "Tell your ma, tell your pa
Our loves are gonna grow ooh wah, ooh wah"

I was feelin' kinda lonesome and blue I needed somebody to talk to
So I called up the operator of time just to hear a voice of some kind
"When you hear the beep it will be three o'clock"
She said that for over an hour and I hung up

Well, the doctor interrupted me just about then
Sayin', "Hey I've been havin' the same old dreams
But mine was a little different you see
I dreamt the only person left after the war was me
I didn't see you around"

Well, now time passed and now it seems
Everybody's having them dreams
Everybody sees their self walkin' around with no one else
Half the people can be part right all of the time and

Some of the people can be all right part of the time but
All the people can't be all alright all of the time
I think Abraham Lincoln said that
"I'll let you be in my dreams if I can be in yours", I said that

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Monday, August 9, 2010

Pass Away - Lyrics - Terror Squad

Title: Pass Away
Artist: Terror Squad
Composer(s): Anthony Best, J. Eaddy, A. Lyons

Lyric:
To all my, to all my, to all my, to all my
To all my peoples that passed away
To all my peoples that passed away, to all my, to all my
To to to, free sanity and wings as they cast away

Sometimes I envious on peoples that passed away
They so synonym, their wings being cast away
I dream so vivid, the scene shakes me fast awake
I keep thinkin' maybe somethin's tryna show me how to master my faith
They say I'm deep and too complex for rap
But yo, I grew to learn there's more to life then cars and gats
So I chose to share the light and write my bars with that

But niggaz scared to grow so they tend to hold you back
They take this shit that they don't understand and call the wack
Tell you that ain't the way it goes son, thats conscience rap
But y'all runnin' in circles working the same old act
And I done reachin' at a level, but I'm wrong for that
And I ain't bitchin', I'm just tryna let you know where I'm at

I'm getting old, as my son grows, so do my raps
I feel your misery, you livin' off the next man's life
He just as bad, 'cuz he dreams you can strengthen his light
I wanna shout out all the two time fellas holdin' guns for weak thugs
Riskin' their freedom, for short money and weak love

Eighty five is tryna earn respect from them young boys
Catchin' temper tantrums, havin' fits like young boys
And bitches do it too, get defensive and paranoid
See everybody wanna have some power to exploit
Now maybe you could tell me who's the problem at this point
Me or you homes, I hope you followin' this joint

Stress free, people holla day
Just another me, to see another day
So let the slugs breathe
Easy for a day, I feel all alone while the crowd keeps cheerin'

All my mother fucking niggaz at
My niggaz who down to body a nigga in this motherfucker
All my riders, all my killers, all my motherfuckers
Holla at me man, let me
Know whatsup nigga

Niggaz be tryna please the crowd when they creatin' their rhymes
I just be thinkin' out loud, y'all ain't gonna pay me no mind
Maybe I'm livin' in the clouds, or just ahead of my time
I got books of all the shit I wrote between all the crimes
Lookin' back, tryna trace tracks just to see what I find
Nothin' but evidence, back to fact the world is mine

And I ain't arrogant, I'm just intellectually pompous
'Cuz I can supercede anythin' you accomplish
This nigga dry snitchin' like he lookin' for sympathy
Nobody give a fuck about you or your history
Do you nigga? make some shit shop a deal
'Cuz that hot shit you talkin' could get you popped for real

Take my advice, I sugested like a cotton a meal
If not, fuck it, you can starve and keep your eyes peeled
But, don't get me involved, I don't owe you shit
The same goes for that little bitch thats all on my dick
You're all just a bunch of miserable fucks
Broke, mad, drunk , high and gangsta'ed up
It's so sad, I wish that I could cry for him and her

I'm busy mastering this parasite tryna stay up
And their ain't no lookin' back, I got my crazy mind made up
My nigga L home just in time to witness me bust
Niggaz say and speak the truth, getty thats whatsup
Go in the booth, produce the proof
Show these niggaz how to really give up

I need to stress free, people holla day
Just another me to see another day
So let the slugs breathe
Easy for a day, I feel all alone while the crowd keeps cheerin'

All my real ass niggaz at
All my motherfucking riders, all my bitches in this motherfucker
All the niggaz wit money, the niggaz who ain't afraid to kill a nigga, holla
At a nigga, let me know where you niggaz at nigga

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Monday, August 2, 2010

Rest Of Yesterday - Lyrics - Alana Davis

Title: Rest Of Yesterday
Artist: Alana Davis
Composer(s): Alana Davis

Lyric:
The laws of reason tend to leave me cold
Ignore every season still I grow old and cold

I've continued my future by holding on to the past
And I blame my teachers for letting me run too fast
And I wonder now can I survive between wired awake and half alive
When I can't succeed I can try to validate each day

And I'm losing though I'm using my best
And I'm choosing to destroy all the rest of yesterday
Rest of yesterday

They'll suck you in with 'I believe in yous'
And let you think it's your gifts that make them choose you

Now I discover the catch about being real
It can make liars out of lovers who can't handle what you feel
And I work so hard just to keep it clean
'I do unto other', you know what I mean
I got a backstage pass to my next dream that says I'm not alone

And I'm losing though I'm using my best
And I'm choosing to destroy all the rest of yesterday
All the rest of my yesterday

I'm losing, I'm choosing
I'm losing, I'm choosing

And I'm losing though I'm using my best
And I'm choosing to destroy all the rest of my yesterday
All my yesterday

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Tuesday, August 24, 2010

Black Zombie - Lyrics - The Lost Tapes - Nas

Title: Black Zombie
Album: The Lost Tapes
Artist: Nas
Composer(s): T Spearman, Nasir Jones

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Lyric:
Uh

Yo, you believe when they say we ain't shit, we can't grow?
All we are is dope dealers and gangstas and hoes?
And you believe when they be tellin' you lie, all on the media?
They make the world look crazy to keep you inside?

Why you listen when the teachers at school?
Know you a young single parent out strugglin', they think you a fool
Give your kids bad grades and put 'em in dumber classes
Killin' shorty future, I wonder how do we last it

Underground in they casket? Ancestors turnin'
I'm learnin' somethin' every day, there is no Lazareth
Words like God is Greek or Latin
So, if you study Egypt, you'll see the truth written by the masters

My niggaz is chillin', gettin' high, relaxin'
Envisionin', ownin' shit, yo, it can happen
What do we own? Not enough land, not enough homes
Not enough banks, to give a brother a loan

What do we own? The skin on our backs, we run and we ask
For reparations, then they hit us with tax
And insurance if we live to be old, what about now?
So, stop bein' controlled, we black zombies

Walkin', talkin' dead, though we think we're livin'
(Black zombies)
We just copy cat, followin' the system
(Black zombies)

Walkin', talkin' dead, though we think we're livin
(Black zombies)
We just copy-cat, followin' the system
(Black zombies)

Aiyo, we trapped in our own brain, fuck behind bars
We've already gone insane
They've already gave up, cut our own heads offs
Stab our own backs and dream too much

Without fulfillin' reality, too greedy and
Can't have one or two chains, we need three of dem
Can't have one or two guns without squeezin' 'em
On our own people and fuck black leaders

'Cause whites ain't got none leadin' them, the rhythm is cosmic
Nas is divinity, the deity's prophetless
All get down and get up
Victims walkin' 'round with down's syndrome, all stuck

Faintin', shoutin', catchin' Holy Ghost in church
Scared to do it for ourselves 'less we see somebody doin' it first
We begged, we prayed, petitioned and demonstrated
Just to make another generation, black zombies

Walkin', talkin' dead, though we think we're livin'
(Black zombies)
We just copy cat, followin' the system
(Black zombies)

Walkin', talkin' dead, though we think we're livin
(Black zombies)
We just copy-cat, followin' the system
(Black zombies)

You scared to be yourself 'cause you in a trance
Feel free, hear the music and dance
If you cared what they think, why wear what they wear, just for you
Dumb niggaz with long beards like they Arabs or Jews

Or from Israel, Bismi-Allah Al-rahman Al-raheem
Islam's a beautiful thing
And Christian and Rastafari, helps us to bring
Peace against the darkness, which is un-Godly

So, what's the black man's true religion, who should we follow?
Use your own intuition, you are tomorrow
That's the sound of the beast, I'm a Columbia record slave, so get paid
Control your own destiny, you are a genius
Don't let it happen to you like it did to me, I was a black zombie

Walkin', talkin' dead, though we think we're livin'
(Black zombies)
We just copy cat, followin' the system
(Black zombies)

Walkin', talkin' dead, though we think we're livin
(Black zombies)
We just copy-cat, followin' the system
(Black zombies)

Wake up, black zombies in a spell for more than fo'-hundred years
Ghetto niggaz won't have it no mo', can I get a witness?
Why listen to somebody else tell you how to do it?
When you can do it yourself? It's all in you, do it, do it
Do it niggaz

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