Talib Kweli - Joy

It was 1996, 4th of July, looking off in the sky
dealing with thoughts inside, when something caught my eye
It was a silhoutte of a beautiful woman, bright with life
carrying my first seed, looking like she gone bear fruit tonight
We at the African street festival, and she walking around
talking about the midwife said, that bring the baby down
I'm about to be a father, the sights and sounds, seem brighter around me
and for starters, I know I'ma work harder, word
We got home at three in the morning, I was beat
them contractions started coming as soon as I fell asleep
3:05, like every five minutes, then the water broke
we on the go, yelling at the cabbie, cause he's sort of slow
You know them hospitals all trying to get paid, no questions
hear come the doctor's with they drugs, trying to do c-sections
But my baby stay's strong, in labor for yay long
eight-pound baby boy, to carry my name on, joy!

[Chorus: Mos Def] + (Talib Kweli)
Huh, yeah
I know how you feel, Kweli I know how you feel
(That's the sound of joy)
See my brother, I know how you feel, Kweli, I know how you feel
(That's the sound of joy)
So when you, have a seed, come in the world, say dog that shit's real
(That's the sound of joy, y'all)
Huh, Kweli, yo I know how you feel, Kweli, yo I know how you feel

My baby girl

[Talib Kweli]
June 10th, 1999, I been on the grind
since the birth of my son, it's been about, way more then rhymes
Baby on the way, my lady glowing today, at least
that's what the midwife said, on the phone
Anyway, the music got me going away
Like everyday, but it's a blessing, so I gotta have patience
and she got pregnant on a Jamaican vacation
So it's all good, this time well have the baby in a house
I went the hospital route, I know what they all about (Never again)
So I'm out on tour, in Baltimore
get the call around four, when the water hit the floor (Damn!)
I gotta rock my show, but I gotta go
got second thoughts about her not going, to the hospital
I left the show early, Mos held me down, good looking (No doubt)
call the car service, like, take me straight to Brooklyn (Uh huh)
Got the news in the car, stayed sorta calm
but I cried tears of joy, when they put my daughter in my arms, how precious!

[Chorus: Mos Def] + (Talib Kweli)
Huh, huh
Said I know how you feel, uh, said I know how you feel when you
(My precious joy)
Said I know how you feel, uh, Kwe I know how you feel
(I know you do, huh, my precious joy y'all)
Huh, uh, said I know how you feel (yeah), said I know how you feel
(My precious joy)
Huh, man I know how you feel (yeah), said I know how you feel

[Talib Kweli]
I do it for the seeds y'all, in they formative years when they need y'all
we gotta believe, in what we conceive y'all, it's deep y'all
I give them the truth, so they approach the situation, with ammunition
I keep nothing away, they hear everything, cause they know how to listen
Teach them the game, so they know they position, so they can grow
and make decisions, that change the world, and break old tradition
They put kids in jail, for a life they ain't even get to start
that's murder too, and it's breaking my heart, it's breaking our nation apart
We gave the youth all the anger, it's just
we ain't taught them, how to express it, and so it's dangerous
You can't talk to them
Unless your language is relating to what they going through
so busy ignoring them, you can't see what they showing you
And you wonder, why we called baby-daddy's and baby-momma's
when we grow up, we can't act like adult mothers and fathers, yo
I'm so blessed to have a boy and a girl, everyday they bring joy to my world

[Chorus: Mos Def] + (Talib Kweli)
Huh, yeah
I know how you feel, Kweli I know how you feel
(That's the sound of joy)
Brother Kwe', I know how you feel, Brother Kwe', I know how you feel
(Baby girl, my precious joy)
Kweli, I know how you feel, say bro' I know how you feel
(Fela, be my joy, yo)
Huh, if you know how the people feel, let me really know how you...yo

He's kind of tall
He's really fine
Some day I hope
To make him mine, all mine
And he's neat
And oh, so sweet
And just the way he looked at me
He swept me off my feet
(Yeah)
Oo-oh-ooh-whee
You ought to come and see
How he walks (yeah, yeah)
And how he talks (yeah, yeah)

(Oooh-wah, oooh-wah, cool kitty)
(Tell us about)
(The boy from New York City)

He's really down
And he's no clown
He has the finest penthouse
I've ever seen in town
And he's cute
In his mohair suit
And he keeps his pockets full
Of spending loot (yeah)
Oo-oh-ooh-whee
Say you ought to come and see
His dueling scar
And brand new car (yeah, yeah)

Every time he says he loves me
Chills run down my spine
Every time he wants to kiss me
Oh, he makes me feel so fiii-ine
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah
(Oooh-wah, oooh-wah, cool kitty)
Oh, yeah
(Tell us about the boy from New York City)

Oh, he can dance
(He can dance, take a chance with a little ro)
And make romance
(Dance baby, cause he's a looker)
That's when I fell in love
With just one glance
(He's sweet talking and coooool)

He was shy
And so was I
And now I know I'll never
Ever say goodbye
Oo-oh-ooh-ooooh-whee
Say you ought to come and see
He's the most (yeah, yeah)
From coast to coast (yeah, yeah)

(Oooh-wah, oooh-wah cool, cool Kitty)
Oh, yeah
(Tell us about the boy from New York City)
(Oooh-wah, oooh-wah c'mon Kitty)
Oh, yeah
(Tell us about the boy from New York City)
Talkin' 'bout the boy
(Oooh-wah, oooh-wah cool, cool Kitty)
The boy from New York City...

good old world (a waltz) - tom waits

when i was a boy
the moon was a pearl
the sun a yellow gold.

but when i was a man
the wind blew cold
the hills were upside down.

but now that i have gone from here
there's no place i'd rather be
than to float my chances on the tide
back in the good old world.

on October's last
i'll fly back home
rolling down winding way

and all i've got's
a pocket full of flowers
from my grave

but now summer is gone
i remember it best
back in the good old world

i remember when
she held my hand
and we walked home alone in the rain

how pretty her mouth
how soft her hair
nothing can be the same

and there's a rose upon her breast
where i long to lay my head
and her hair was so yellow
and the wine was so red

back in the good old world

Dreamin' - Vanessa Williams

For the life of me I never thought that it could be
the way it stands right now
emotions running high
every night I wish that I
I would tell you how I feel
those words are here in my heart
oh the words are just the same part

How to put it together
How to say it right
and let you know that every night

I'll be dreamin', dreamin'
hopin' baby you will be there
I'll be dreamin', dreamin'
hopin' baby you will be there

Let me take time now
to try and find out
if this could really be
if he notices me
I'll live in a fantasy
how should I feel
those words are here in my heart
oh but that is just the same part

How to put it together
How to say it right
and let you know that every night

I'll be dreamin', dreamin'
hopin' baby you will be there
I'll be dreamin', dreamin'
hopin' baby you will be there

Those words are here in my heart
but that is just the same part

How to put it together
How to say it right
and let you know that every night

I'll be dreamin', I'll be dreamin'
I'll be dreamin', I'll be dreamin'
I keep on dreamin' 'bout you, every night
uh, I'm dreamin' 'bout you, every night

Make you homin'

Fantasy

Now living in a middle of a dream
a dream with a little bit fatasy
hopin' baby, hopin' baby you will be there
Now living in a middle of a dream
a dream with a little bit fantasy

Everybody keeps tryin' 2 break my heart
Everybody except 4 me
I just want a chance 2 play the part
The part of someone truly free

Like candle slowly burning, I can feel my world unravel
Hemisphere upon hemisphere lie beneath my soul, soul
My enemies kept it turning, but now they pound the gavel
And judging me accordingly, I know, I know

CHORUS

Hey! {x3}
Oh

Burning slowly candle, handle careless they did
Merrily down 3 heartbreak boulevards
Like fashion statements, they lie "U be lookin' so good 2night, kid"
I do my best 2 party, it's just that everybody keeps tryin' 2 break my
heart

(CHORUS)
Except 4 me (Except 4 me)
I just want a chance 2 play

(Just wanna be free)

Slowly candle burns, where'd they learn hypnosis?
How'd they keep me under 4 so long?
Break the bread I earn, just keep me far from closest
I need their kind 2 illustrate what's wrong - what's wrong?

Well, I'll tell U they just keep tryin' 2 break my heart (CHORUS)
They just keep tryin' 2 break my heart, ow!

(Everybody) {x2}

CHORUS

But I can't let U break my heart

(Everybody keeps tryin' 2 break my heart)
Slave! (Everybody keeps tryin' 2 break my heart)
Slave! Slave! (Everybody keeps tryin' 2 break my heart)
Slave!

One Nite Alone

In a pale blue spotlite
A figure spins around a voice calls out to you,
"Baby...do you like the sound?"
The undulating acrobat ready to do your bidding says,
"Come, you must let me dress you
But first I must do a fitting...
Do you like fast? Or do you like it slow?"

I know it's better if we make it up as we go...
And oh, by the way tell me now what's your name?
I'll let it sweeten my tongue just once
And never speak it again
Since this is our little secret
Untarnished memory in a pale blue spotlite
Let me hear you scream, if you’re ready for...
One night alone... with me

"Girls and Boys," Prince and The Revolution, second verse:

He gave her all the love that anyone can
But she was promised 2 another man
He tried so hard not 2 go insane
Butterfly, looks like rain . . .

17 Days, Prince and The Revolution, second verse:

U been gone 17 days
17 long nights
the main drag is knowing that
u're holding someone else tight

i wanna call u every day
and beg u 2 be near me
but I know your head is underwater
I doubt that u could hear me

NO DOUBT - "Simple Kind Of Life"

For a long time I was in love
Not only in love, I was obsessed
With a friendship that no one else could touch
It didn't work out, I'm covered in shells

And all I wanted was the simple things
A simple kind of life
And all I needed was a simple man
So I could be a wife

I'm so ashamed, I've been so mean
I don't know how it got to this point
I always was the one with all the love
You came along, I'm hunting you down

Like a sick domestic abuser looking for a fight
And all I wanted was the simple things
A simple kind of life

If we met tomorrow for the very first time
Would it start all over again?
Would I try to make you mine?

I always thought I'd be a mom
Sometimes I wish for a mistake
The longer that I wait the more selfish that I get
You seem like you'd be a good dad

Now all those simple things are simply too complicated for my life
How'd I get so faithful to my freedom?
A selfish kind of life
When all I ever wanted was the simple things
A simple kind of life

Pizza Song
by Fast Food Rockers

Album :


Can I take your order please?

Let's eat to the beat

(Chorus)
A pizza hut a pizza hut
Kentucky fried chicken and a pizza hut
A pizza hut a pizza hut
Kentucky fried chicken and a pizza hut
McDonalds McDonalds
Kentucky fried chicken and a pizza hut
McDonalds McDonalds
Kentucky fried chicken and a pizza hut

You like it you love it
You know you really want it
The voices I hear
Whenever you're around

I want it I need it
Nothing else can beat it
Hot and spicy
Whenever I'm in town (mm mm)

Enticing exciting
Aroma so inviting
And when it hits
Me, I wanna take you home

Trust me you must see
Just what you're doing to me
Driving me crazy
Hungry to the bone

I think of you and lick my lips
You've got the taste I can't resist
Can't resist - can't resist
Let's eat to the beat

(Repeat Chorus)

Would you like that to go?

Any sauces?

You're so sweet and you're neat
You knock me off my two feet
You're chunky and hunky
I'm coming back for more (Hot Dog)

Your taste all embraces
I gotta sing your praises
Just savour the flavours
Waiting at your door

I think of you and lick my lips
You've got the taste I can't resist
Can't resist - can't resist
Let's eat to the beat

(Repeat Chorus)

Does anyone fancy a shake?
Shake
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
Shake it to the left - Shake it to the right - Let's shake
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh

I think of you and lick my lips
You've got the taste I can't resist
Can't resist - can't resist
Let's eat to the beat

I'm Going Slightly Mad

Words and music by Queen


When the outside temperature rises
And the meaning is oh so clear
One thousand and one yellow daffodils
Begin to dance in front of you - oh dear
Are they trying to tell you something
You're missing that one final screw
You're simply not in the pink my dear
To be honest you haven't got a clue

I'm going slightly mad
I'm going slightly mad
It finally happened - happened
It finally happened - ooh oh
It finally happened
I'm slightly mad
Oh dear

I'm one card short of a full deck
I'm not quite the shilling
One wave short of a shipwreck
I'm not my usual top billing
I'm coming down with a fever
I'm really out to sea
This kettle is boiling over
I think I'm a banana tree
Oh dear

I'm going slightly mad
I'm going slightly mad
It finally happened - happened
It finally happened - uh huh
It finally happened
I'm slightly mad
Oh dear

Ooh ooh ah ah
Ooh ooh ah ah
I'm knitting with only one needle
Unravelling fast it's true
I'm driving only three wheels these days
But my dear how about you

I'm going slightly mad
I'm going slightly mad
It finally happened
It finally happened - oh yes
It finally happened
I'm slightly mad
Just very slightly mad

And there you have it

Lazy Bones
by Thicke


I'm taking time out for reflecting
I'm going one on one with who I'd like to be
I'm leaning towards the sun
Watching flowers blossom all around me

I tried wailin' to a wall
Standin' like porcelain, mumblin',
Salt water rollin' down side burns,
Searchin' for the answers, handling the truth
Seein' it for myself is the only way
Forget a winner, stop being a sinner first
Ruining your liver, smoking cigarettes and worse
Love is a killer, the leading cause of suicide
How to survive a day in the life of times

[chorus]
I'll rock the vote not to hear you
Tell me that I'm watching too much T.V.
Then I'll hope that I can win with the lazy bones I'm livin' in
It's not my fault I wasn't chosen
I was focused in the open
I deserve so much better than this

I'm shooting airballs from the free-throw line
I'm batting lefty when I know that I'm alright
I'm reaching out for the sun
Being passed by shooting stars overnight

I been livin' with a small inner child
Antsy, I can't sit still for a minute
My shortage of concentration ruins meditation
And my motivation ain't shit
I need a way
My tolerance ain't what it used to be
Dollars make sense sellin' out for a fee
If I didn't have faith, could you still save me?
How to survive the lines we hate to lead

[chorus]

Fuck the future
I'm in the present plague
Can't be a loser, my girl won't stay
I don't know computers, I was sick that day
How to survive the mines we chose to lay

alright...

*
[Edited 9/16/04 10:03am]

For Byron cuz this song always reminds me of him

I was down at the New Amsterdam staring at this
yellow-haired girl
Mr. Jones strikes up a conversation with this black-
haired flamenco dancer
She dances while his father plays guitar
She's suddenly beautiful
We all want something beautiful
I wish I was beautiful
So come dance this silence down through the morning
Cut up, Maria! Show me some of them Spanish dances
Pass me a bottle, Mr. Jones
Believe in me
Help me believe in anything
I want to be someone who believes
Mr. Jones and me tell each other fairy tales
Stare at the beautiful women
"She's looking at you. Ah, no, no, she's looking at me."
Smiling in the bright lights
Coming through in stereo
When everybody loves you, you can never be lonely
I will paint my picture
Paint myself in blue and red and black and gray
All of the beautiful colors are very very meaningful
Gray is my favorite color
I felt so symbolic yesterday
If I knew Picasso
I would buy myself a gray guitar and play
Mr. Jones and me look into the future
Stare at the beautiful women
"She's looking at you.
I don't think so. She's looking at me."
Standing in the spotlight
I bought myself a gray guitar
When everybody loves me, I will never be lonely
I want to be a lion
Everybody wants to pass as cats
We all want to be big big stars, but we got different
reasons for that
Believe in me because I don't believe in anything
and I want to be someone to believe
Mr. Jones and me stumbling through the barrio
Yeah we stare at the beautiful women
"She's perfect for you, Man, there's got to be
somebody for me."
I want to be Bob Dylan
Mr. Jones wishes he was someone just a little more
funky
When everybody loves you, son, that's just about as
funky as you can be
Mr. Jones and me staring at the video
when I look at the television, I want to see me staring
right back at me
We all want to be big stars, but we don't know why
and we don't know how
But when everybody loves me, I'm going to be just
about as happy as I can be
Mr. Jones and me, we're gonna be big stars...

Sweeny79 said:

Thank you...
[Edited 9/16/04 19:59pm]

I seriously can't get this song out of my head!


My Goodies, My Goodies, My Goodies
Not my goodies!

[Verse 1: Petey Pablo]
I got a sick reputation for handlin broads
All I need is me a few seconds or more.
And in my rap
Tell valet to bring my 'Lac
And I ain't comin back
So you can put a car right there.
I'm the truth
And ain't got nothin' to prove.
An you can ask anybody
Cuz they seen me do it.
Barracades, I run right through 'em
I'm used to 'em.
Throw all the dirt you want it's no use.
You still won't have a pinup in a fabulous room
On her back pickin' out baskets of fruit.
(I love you boo)
Yeah freak and Petey love you too.
Ha Ha
You know how I do..

[Hook: Ciara]
You may look at me and think that I'm
Just a young girl
But I'm not just a young girl.
Baby this is what I'm lookin' for:
Sexy, independent, down to spend it type that's gettin' his dough
I'm not bein too dramatic that's the way I gotta have it.

[Chorus: Ciara]
I bet you want the goodies.
Bet you thought about it.
Got you all hot and bothered.
Mayb' cuz I talk about it.
Lookin for the goodies
Keep on lookin' cuz they stay in the jar
Oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh

[Verse 2: Ciara]
Just because you drive a Benz
I'm not goin home with you.
You won't get no nookie or the cookies
I'm no rookie.
And still I'm
Sexy, independent
I ain't wit' it so you already know.
I'm not bein too dramatic that's the way I gotta have it
You think you're slick
Tryna hit
But I'm not dumb
I'm not bein too dramatic it's just how I gotta have it

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: Petey Pablo]
So damn hot but so young.
Still got milk on ya tongue
Slow down lil one
And you ain't got it all
Hey shawty
You think you bad but you ain't bad
I'll show you what bad is.
Bad is when you capable of beatin' the baddest.
I been workin' at it every since I came to this planet
And I ain't quite there yet but I'm gettin' better at it.
Matter of fact,
Lemme tell it to you one mo' again
All I got to do is tell a girl who I am (Petey!)
Ain't naa chick in here dat I can't have
Bada boom bada bam ba bam!

[Verse 4: Ciara]
You're insinuating that I'm hot
But these goodies boy are not
Just for any of the many men that's tryna get on top.
No you can't call me later
And I don't want your number.
I'm not changin' stories
Just respect the play I'm callin'.

[Chorus (2X)]
Uh...Yeah...Uh...Yeah Uh Uh Uh

podiumdancer said:

Sweeny79 said:

one of my favourite songs, period.

TheFrog said:

i was hungry that was my mood

lollyp0p said:

still hungry?

TheFrog said:

yep nothing to eat i need to go to the shop though

lollyp0p said:

well have a good time shopping. Spend lots of money!

TheFrog said:

i was planning on shoplifting, no point wasting good money