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DEDICATE A SONG TO AN ORGER For zombie
Flaunt It Go on flaunt it Flaunt it Flaunt it Flaunt it Flaunt it Flaunt it Flaunt it Flaunt it Go on flaunt it Flaunt it Flaunt it Flaunt it Flaunt it Flaunt it Flaunt it Flaunt it Go on flaunt it Flaunt it Flaunt it Flaunt it Flaunt it Flaunt it Flaunt it Flaunt it Go on flaunt it Flaunt it Flaunt it Flaunt it Flaunt it Flaunt it Flaunt it Flaunt it I see you walking in the club Making moves, gettin' love You know you're sexy Yeah you flaunt it Walkin' through the disco noise Kissing girls, kissing boys It's all the same But I don't care You're making love to the music I'm your DJ, make you lose it Coz you love me Yeah, you love me I'll make the bass line nice and deep For all you freaks on disco treats Just shake that ass Just shake that ass (Flaunt it baby) Get on it Get on it Just flaunt it Percussion hits your ears Smell the sex in the air This shit is crazy Yeah, it's crazy You know you want it to come in soon I feel the heat in room Let's all get lifted Yeh, get lifted You're making love to the music I'm your DJ, make you lose it Coz you love me I know, you love me I'll make the bass line nice and deep For all you freaks on disco treats Just shake that ass Just shake that ass (Flaunt it baby) Yeh, get on it, yeh Yeh, get on it Just shake what your mama gave you Get on it Go on and it flaunt it, ha What your mama gave you, ha Let my bass line rearrange you, ha This track's designed to make you crave Go on and it flaunt it, ha What your mama gave you, ha Nobody ain't a gonna tame you, ha Gonna make you dance till you bleed Go on and it flaunt it, ha What your mama gave you, ha Let my bass line rearrange you, ha This track's designed to make you crave Go on and it flaunt it, ha What your mama gave you, ha Nobody ain't a gonna tame you, ha Gonna make you dance till you bleed Go on and flaunt it baby Get on it, just flaunt it Get on it, yeah and flaunt it Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls This is my floor, you're just dancing on it So from the front to the back I want to see where you at I want you to shake what your mama gave you Unashamed, untamed That's right | |
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For Chico
"Let It Will Be" Now I can tell you about success, about fame About the rise and the fall of all the stars in the sky Don't it make you smile Let it will be Just let it be Won't you let it be Now I can tell you about the place I belong You know it won't last long And all those lights they will turn down Let it will be Oh let it be Just let it be Won't you let it be Now I can see things for what they really are I guess I'm not that far I'm at the point of no return Just watch me burn Let it will be Just let it be Oh let it be Let it will be (just let it be) Just let it be (Let it will be) Oh let it be (Got to let it be) Oh let it be (Won't you let it be) Now I can tell you The place that I belong It won't last long The lights they will turn down Oh let it be [repeat] Won't you let it be You got to let it be Anyone can see Let it will be Just watch me burn Oh let it be Just let it be Won't you let it be Won't you let it be (Just let it be) Oh let it be (Let it will be) Just let it be (got to let it be) Won't you let it be (won't you let it be) [Edited 7/12/06 23:07pm] | |
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Moderator | Just cuz I like it... for everyone
It ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe It don't matter, anyhow An' it ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe If you don't know by now When your rooster crows at the break of dawn Look out your window and I'll be gone You're the reason I'm trav'lin' on Don't think twice, it's all right It ain't no use in turnin' on your light, babe That light I never knowed An' it ain't no use in turnin' on your light, babe I'm on the dark side of the road Still I wish there was somethin' you would do or say To try and make me change my mind and stay We never did too much talkin' anyway So don't think twice, it's all right It ain't no use in callin' out my name, gal Like you never did before It ain't no use in callin' out my name, gal I can't hear you any more I'm a-thinkin' and a-wond'rin' all the way down the road I once loved a woman, a child I'm told I give her my heart but she wanted my soul But don't think twice, it's all right I'm walkin' down that long, lonesome road, babe Where I'm bound, I can't tell But goodbye's too good a word, gal So I'll just say fare thee well I ain't sayin' you treated me unkind You could have done better but I don't mind You just kinda wasted my precious time But don't think twice, it's all right In spite of the cost of living, it's still popular. |
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do me. News: Prince pulls his head out his ass in the last moment.
Bad News: Prince wasted too much quality time doing so. You have those internalized issues because you want to, you like to, stop. | |
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MickG said: do me.
ok.....For u ...about ur wife It's late in the evening; she's wondering what clothes to wear. She puts on her make-up and brushes her long blonde hair. And then she asks me, Do I look all right? And I say, Yes, you look wonderful tonight. We go a party and everyone turns to see This beautiful lady that's walking around with me. And then she asks me, Do you feel all right? And I say, Yes, I feel wonderful tonight. I feel wonderful because I see The love light in your eyes. And the wonder of it all Is that you just don't realize how much I love you. It's time to go home now and I've got an aching head, So I give her the car keys and she helps me to bed. And then I tell her, as I turn out the light, I say, My darling, you were wonderful tonight. Oh my darling, you were wonderful tonight. | |
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Moderator | For Ben...
See the animal in it's cage that you built Are you sure what side you're on Better not look him too closely in the eye Are you sure what side of the glass you are on See the safety of the life you have built Everything where it belongs Feel the hollowness inside of your heart And it's all Right where it belongs [Chorus:] What if everything around you Isn't quite as it seems What if all the world you think you know Is an elaborate dream And if you look at your reflection Is it all you wanted to be? What if you could look right through the cracks Would you find yourself Find yourself afriad to see? What if all the world's inside of your heart Just creations of your own Your devils and your gods All the living and the dead And you really are alone You can live in this illusion You can choose to believe You keep looking but you can't find the words Are you hiding in the dreams? [Chorus:] What if everything around you Isn't quite as it seems What if all the world you used to know Is an elaborate dream And if you look at your reflection Is it all you wanted to be? What if you could look right through the cracks Would you find yourself Find yourself afriad to see? In spite of the cost of living, it's still popular. |
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For Imago
Im every woman, its all in me Anything you want done, baby Ill do it naturally Im every woman, its all in me I can read your thoughts right now Every one from a to z I can cast a spell With secrets you cant tell Mix a special brew Put fire inside of you But anytime you feel Danger or fear Instantly I will appear, cause Chorus I can sense your needs Like rain on to the seeds I can make a rhyme Of confusion in your mind And when it comes down To some good old fashioned love Thats what Ive got plenty of, cause Chorus I aint braggin cause Im the one You just ask me ooh and it shall be done And dont bother to compare cause Ive got it Ive got it, Ive got it, yeah Im every woman (repeat and fade) | |
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Moderator | For Byron...
The rain, it started tapping on the window near my bed. There was a loophole in my dreaming, so I got out of it. And to my surprise my eyes were wide and already open. Just my nightstand and my dresser where those nightmares had just been. So I dressed myself and left then, out into the gray streets. But everything seemed different and completely new to me. The sky, the trees, houses, buildings, even my own body. And each person I encountered, I couldn't wait to meet. I came upon a doctor who appeared in quite poor health. I said "{I am terribly sorry but} there is nothing I can do for you {that} you can't do for yourself." He said "Oh yes you can. Just hold my hand. I think that would help." So I sat with him a while and then I asked him how he felt. He said, "I think I'm cured. No, in fact, I'm sure. Thank you Stranger, for your therapeutic smile." So that is how I learned the lesson that everyone is alone. And your eyes must do some raining if you are ever going to grow. But when crying don't help and you can't compose yourself. It is best to compose a poem, an honest verse of longing or simple song of hope. That is why I'm singing... Baby don't worry cause now I got your back. And every time you feel like crying, I'm gonna try and make you laugh. And if I can't, if it just hurts too bad, then we will wait for it to pass and I will keep you company through those days so long and black. And we'll keep working on the problem we know we'll never solve Of Love's uneven remainders, our lives are fractions of a whole. But if the world could remain within a frame like a painting on a wall. Then I think we would see the beauty. Then we would stand staring in awe at our still lives posed like a bowl of oranges, like a story told by the fault lines and the soil. In spite of the cost of living, it's still popular. |
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mrdespues said: dedicate one to me
Yours People are strange when you're a stranger Faces look ugly when you're alone Women seem wicked when you're unwanted Streets are uneven when you're down When you're strange Faces come out of the rain When you're strange No one remembers your name When you're strange When you're strange When you're strange People are strange when you're a stranger Faces look ugly when you're alone Women seem wicked when you're unwanted Streets are uneven when you're down When you're strange Faces come out of the rain When you're strange No one remembers your name When you're strange When you're strange When you're strange When you're strange Faces come out of the rain When you're strange No one remembers your name When you're strange When you're strange When you're strange | |
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Ocean said: For zombie
Flaunt It Go on flaunt it Flaunt it Flaunt it Flaunt it Flaunt it Flaunt it Flaunt it Flaunt it Go on flaunt it Flaunt it Flaunt it Flaunt it Flaunt it Flaunt it Flaunt it Flaunt it Go on flaunt it Flaunt it Flaunt it Flaunt it Flaunt it Flaunt it Flaunt it Flaunt it Go on flaunt it Flaunt it Flaunt it Flaunt it Flaunt it Flaunt it Flaunt it Flaunt it I see you walking in the club Making moves, gettin' love You know you're sexy Yeah you flaunt it Walkin' through the disco noise Kissing girls, kissing boys It's all the same But I don't care You're making love to the music I'm your DJ, make you lose it Coz you love me Yeah, you love me I'll make the bass line nice and deep For all you freaks on disco treats Just shake that ass Just shake that ass (Flaunt it baby) Get on it Get on it Just flaunt it Percussion hits your ears Smell the sex in the air This shit is crazy Yeah, it's crazy You know you want it to come in soon I feel the heat in room Let's all get lifted Yeh, get lifted You're making love to the music I'm your DJ, make you lose it Coz you love me I know, you love me I'll make the bass line nice and deep For all you freaks on disco treats Just shake that ass Just shake that ass (Flaunt it baby) Yeh, get on it, yeh Yeh, get on it Just shake what your mama gave you Get on it Go on and it flaunt it, ha What your mama gave you, ha Let my bass line rearrange you, ha This track's designed to make you crave Go on and it flaunt it, ha What your mama gave you, ha Nobody ain't a gonna tame you, ha Gonna make you dance till you bleed Go on and it flaunt it, ha What your mama gave you, ha Let my bass line rearrange you, ha This track's designed to make you crave Go on and it flaunt it, ha What your mama gave you, ha Nobody ain't a gonna tame you, ha Gonna make you dance till you bleed Go on and flaunt it baby Get on it, just flaunt it Get on it, yeah and flaunt it Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls This is my floor, you're just dancing on it So from the front to the back I want to see where you at I want you to shake what your mama gave you Unashamed, untamed That's right goodness! I like this song! | |
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Moderator | For Kidelrich,
Get up... Get down... Radio, video Boogie with a suitcase Your livin' in a disco Forget about the rat race Let's do the milkshake, sellin' like a hotcake Try some buy some fee-fi-fo-fum Talk about, pop musik Talk about, pop musik Shoobie doobie do wop I wanna dedicate this Pop pop shoo wop Everybody made it Shoobie doobie do wop Infiltrate it Pop pop shoo wop Activate it New York, London, Paris, Munich Everybody talk about pop musik Talk about, pop musik Talk about, pop musik Pop pop pop pop musik Singing in the subway Shuffle with a shoe shine Fix me a molotov I'm on the headline Wanna be a gun slinger Don't be a rock singer Eenie meenie mynie moe Tell me where you wanna go Talk about, pop musik Talk about, pop musik Shoobie doobie do wop Lyin' in the tree (?) Pop pop shoo wop Eenee meenie Shoobie doobie do wop Pop pop shoo wop You know what I mean Hit it... Now you know what to say... Talk about, pop musik Pop pop pop pop musik All around the world wherever you are dance in the street anything you like do it in your car in the middle of the night La la la la la la la la la La la la la la la la Dance in the supermart Dig it in the fastlane Listen to the countdown They're playin' our song again I can't get jumping jack I wanna hold - get back Moonlight muzak Knick knack patty whack Talk about, pop musik Talk about, pop musik Shoobie doobie do wop It's all around you Pop pop shoo wop Gonna suround you Shoobie doobie do wop It's all around Pop pop shoo wop Hit it... New York, London, Paris, Munich Everybody talk about pop musik Talk about, pop musik Talk about, pop musik Pop pop pop pop musik Now... listen... Talk about, Pop pop pop pop musik... In spite of the cost of living, it's still popular. |
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ZombieKitten said: Ocean said: For zombie
Flaunt It Go on flaunt it Flaunt it Flaunt it Flaunt it Flaunt it Flaunt it Flaunt it Flaunt it Go on flaunt it Flaunt it Flaunt it Flaunt it Flaunt it Flaunt it Flaunt it Flaunt it Go on flaunt it Flaunt it Flaunt it Flaunt it Flaunt it Flaunt it Flaunt it Flaunt it Go on flaunt it Flaunt it Flaunt it Flaunt it Flaunt it Flaunt it Flaunt it Flaunt it I see you walking in the club Making moves, gettin' love You know you're sexy Yeah you flaunt it Walkin' through the disco noise Kissing girls, kissing boys It's all the same But I don't care You're making love to the music I'm your DJ, make you lose it Coz you love me Yeah, you love me I'll make the bass line nice and deep For all you freaks on disco treats Just shake that ass Just shake that ass (Flaunt it baby) Get on it Get on it Just flaunt it Percussion hits your ears Smell the sex in the air This shit is crazy Yeah, it's crazy You know you want it to come in soon I feel the heat in room Let's all get lifted Yeh, get lifted You're making love to the music I'm your DJ, make you lose it Coz you love me I know, you love me I'll make the bass line nice and deep For all you freaks on disco treats Just shake that ass Just shake that ass (Flaunt it baby) Yeh, get on it, yeh Yeh, get on it Just shake what your mama gave you Get on it Go on and it flaunt it, ha What your mama gave you, ha Let my bass line rearrange you, ha This track's designed to make you crave Go on and it flaunt it, ha What your mama gave you, ha Nobody ain't a gonna tame you, ha Gonna make you dance till you bleed Go on and it flaunt it, ha What your mama gave you, ha Let my bass line rearrange you, ha This track's designed to make you crave Go on and it flaunt it, ha What your mama gave you, ha Nobody ain't a gonna tame you, ha Gonna make you dance till you bleed Go on and flaunt it baby Get on it, just flaunt it Get on it, yeah and flaunt it Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls This is my floor, you're just dancing on it So from the front to the back I want to see where you at I want you to shake what your mama gave you Unashamed, untamed That's right goodness! I like this song! [Edited 7/12/06 23:31pm] | |
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Moderator | For Jersey, cuz it reminds me of him.
I got these thoughts in my head dirty as fuck and never leaving and then best left unsaid all the drinks under breath got some shit off my chest put on my back next to the monkey nest that somebody left with me the day I was born I got a hole in my head the size of lake fuckin' michigan my pipes lined in lead got old school reasons to die all my money's been spent on a face lift via alochol this sinner repents to an empty bathroom reflection please take these two words and do with them what you would like It's a dream I had, drove me mad just your time, just my fucking life I got a bottle in hand straight to the ground with all my memories It's best left unsaid when they've all been left behind all my money's been spent on a DIY lobotomy this sinner repents to a lake and bathroom mirror please take these two words and do with them what you would like it's a dream I had, drove me mad just your time, just my fucking life so take these two words and do with them what you would like it's a dream you had, drove me mad just your time, just my fucking life and that's my life over and over again just my fucking life it might seem meaningless to you but it means everything to me and I'm fucked without you please take these words and do with them what you would like it's a dream I had, drove me mad just your time, just my fucking life and that's my life over and over again just my fucking life In spite of the cost of living, it's still popular. |
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4 Sweeny
We dont need no education. We dont need no thought control. No dark sarcasm in the classroom. Teacher, leave those kids alone. Hey, teacher, leave those kids alone! All in all its just another brick in the wall. All in all youre just another brick in the wall. We dont need no education. We dont need no thought control. No dark sarcasm in the classroom. Teachers, leave those kids alone. Hey, teacher, leave those kids alone! All in all youre just another brick in the wall. All in all youre just another brick in the wall. | |
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Moderator | Ocean said: 4 Sweeny
We dont need no education. We dont need no thought control. No dark sarcasm in the classroom. Teacher, leave those kids alone. Hey, teacher, leave those kids alone! All in all its just another brick in the wall. All in all youre just another brick in the wall. We dont need no education. We dont need no thought control. No dark sarcasm in the classroom. Teachers, leave those kids alone. Hey, teacher, leave those kids alone! All in all youre just another brick in the wall. All in all youre just another brick in the wall. I was just thinking about that song! In spite of the cost of living, it's still popular. |
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Sweeny79 said: Ocean said: 4 Sweeny
We dont need no education. We dont need no thought control. No dark sarcasm in the classroom. Teacher, leave those kids alone. Hey, teacher, leave those kids alone! All in all its just another brick in the wall. All in all youre just another brick in the wall. We dont need no education. We dont need no thought control. No dark sarcasm in the classroom. Teachers, leave those kids alone. Hey, teacher, leave those kids alone! All in all youre just another brick in the wall. All in all youre just another brick in the wall. I was just thinking about that song! | |
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[Edited 7/12/06 23:35pm] | |
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I dedicate this to myself.
KANYE WEST "Touch The Sky" (feat. Lupe Fiasco) I gotta testify, come up in the spot looking extra fly For the day I die, I'mma touch the sky Gotta testify, come up in the spot looking extra fly For the day I die, I'mma touch the sky Back when they thought pink polo's would hurt the Roc, Before Cam got the shit to pop, the doors was closed. I felt like Bad Boy's street team, I couldn't work the Lox (locks). Now let's go. Take 'em back to the plan... Me and my momma hopped in the U-Haul van. Any pessimists I ain't talked to them, Plus, I ain't have no phone in my apartment. Let's take 'em back to the club. Least about an hour I would stand on line, I just wanted to dance. I went to Jacob an hour after I got my advance. I just wanted to shine. Jay's favorite line: "Dog, in due time" Now he look at me, like "Damn, dog, you where I am" A hip hop legend. I think I died in an accident, cause this must be heaven. I gotta testify, come up in the spot looking extra fly For the day I die, I'mma touch the sky Gotta testify, come up in the spot looking extra fly For the day I die, I'mma touch the sky Now let's take 'em high-igh-igh-igh-igh-igh la la la la la la la (Top of the world, baby. T-Top of the world) Now let's take 'em high-igh-igh-igh-igh-igh la la la la la la la (Top of the world, baby. T-Top of the world) Back when Gucci was the shit to rock, Back when Slick Rick got the shit to pop, I'd do anything to say "I got it". Damn, them new loafers hurt my pocket. Before anybody wanted K-West beats, Me and my girl split the buffet at KFC. Dog, I was having nervous breakdowns, Like "Damn, these niggas that much better than me?" Baby, I'm going on an airplane, And I don't know if I'll be back again. Sure enough, I sent the plane tickets, But when she came to kick it, things became different. Any girl I cheated on, sheets I skeeted on. I couldn't keep it home, I thought I needed a Nia Long. I'm trying to write my wrongs, But it's funny these same wrongs helped me write this song. Now, I gotta testify, come up in the spot looking extra fly For the day you die, You gonna touch the sky (You gonna touch the sky babygirl!) Testify, come up in the spot Looking extra fly For the day you die, You gonna touch the sky Yes, yes, yes guess who's on third? Lupe still like Lupin the Third. Hear life here till I'm beer on the curb Peach fuzz buzz but beard on the verge Slow it down like we're on the serve Bottle-shaped body like Mrs. Butterworth's. But, before you say another word, I'm back on the block like a man on the street. I'm trying to stop lying like a Mum-Ra, But I'm not lying when I'm laying on the beat. Engarde, Touch© Lupe cool as the Unthar, But I still feel as possessed as a gun charge. I come as correct as a porn star, In a fresh pair of steps and my best foreign car. So, I represent the first. Now, let me end my verse right where the horns are like I gotta testify, come up in the spot looking extra fly For the day you die, You gonna touch the sky (You gonna touch the sky babygirl!) Testify, come up in the spot Looking extra fly For the day you die, You gonna touch the sky (We back at home, baby) Sky high I'm, I'm sky high I'm, I'm sky high I'm, I'm sky high I'm, I'm sky high I'm, I'm sky high Sky, Sky high I'm, I'm sky high Yeah! (Keep it rollin) (Feels good to be home, baby! Feels good to be home!) | |
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Moderator | For Amorbella, because she needs to take sometime for herself and relax
Can't you see that it's just rainin' There ain't no need to go outside But baby, you hardly even notice When I try to show you this song It's meant to keep you From doin' what you're supposed to Like wakin' up too early Maybe we could sleep in I'll make you banana pancakes Pretend like it's the weekend now And we could pretend it all the time Can't you see that it's just rainin' There ain't no need to go outside But just maybe, like an ukulele Mama made a baby I really don't mind to practice Because you're my little lady Lady, lady love me Because I love to lay here lazy We could close the curtains Pretend like there's no world outside And we could pretend that all the time Can't you see that it's just raining There ain't no need to go outside Ain't no need, ain't no need Can't you see, can't you see Rain all day and I don't mind The telephone singing, ringing, it's too early Don't pick it up We don't need to We got everything we need right here And everything we need is enough It's just so easy When the whole world fits inside of your arms Do we really need to pay attention to the alarm Wake up slow, wake up slow But baby, you hardly even notice When I try to show you this song It's meant to keep you From doin' what your supposed to Like wakin' up too early Maybe we could sleep in I'll make you banana pancakes Pretend like it's the weekend now And we could pretend it all the time Can't you see that it's just rainin' There ain't no need to go outside Ain't no need, ain't no need Rain all day and I really, really, really don't mind Can't you see, can't you see We've got to wake up slow In spite of the cost of living, it's still popular. |
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4 Abierman
I am sailing I am sailing home again 'cross the sea. I am sailing stormy waters to be near you to be free. I am flying I am flying like a bird 'cross the sky I am flying passing high clouds to be with you to be free. Can you hear me can you hear me thro' the dark night far away. I am dying forever trying to be with you who can say. Can you hear me can you hear me thro' the dark night far away. I am dying forever trying to be with you who can say. We are sailing we are sailing home again 'cross the sea. VVe are sailing stormy waters to be near you to be free. Oh Lord to be near you to be free Oh Lord to be near you to be free . | |
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4 Althom
Nikto nichego nikogda ne poymet Takaya lyubov', iskusstvennyi med Iskusstvennyi med, iskusstvennyi led Iskusstvennyi rai, skoree vklyuchai I ya nikomu ne skazhu, chto ya robota lyublyu Robota lyublyu, robota lyublyu Robot, robot, robot, Ya tebya lyublyu, my tak khoteli Robot, robot, robot, Ya tebya vklyuchu I poleteli Robot, robot, V tvoem serdtse elaktronnye meteli Poleteli, poleteli, poleteli, poleteli Robot, robot, robot, Ya tebya lyublyu, my tak khoteli Robot, robot, robot, Ya tebya vklyuchu I poleteli Robot, robot, V tvoem serdtse elaktronnye meteli Poleteli, poleteli, poleteli, poleteli Poleteli, poleteli Takaya lyubov', nereal-nyi polet Iskusstvennyi med, iskusstvennyi led Takaya lyubov', iskusstvennyi smekh Iskusstvennyi sneg, I vse kak vo sne I ya nikomu ne skazhu, chto ya robota lyublyu Robota lyublyu, robota lyublyu Robot, robot, robot, Ya tebya lyublyu, my tak khoteli Robot, robot, robot, Ya tebya vklyuchu I poleteli Robot, robot, V tvoem serdtse elaktronnye meteli Poleteli, poleteli, poleteli, poleteli Robot, robot, robot, Ya tebya lyublyu, my tak khoteli Robot, robot, robot, Ya tebya vklyuchu I poleteli Robot, robot, V tvoem serdtse elaktronnye meteli Poleteli, poleteli, poleteli, poleteli | |
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Fauxie
Jewel - Hands Lyrics If I could tell the world just one thing It would be that we're all OK And not to worry 'cause worry is wasteful And useless in times like these I won't be made useless I won't be idle with despair I will gather myself around my faith For light does the darkness most fear My hands are small, I know But they're not yours, they are my own But they're not yours, they are my own And I am never broken Poverty stole your golden shoes It didn't steal your laughter And heartache came to visit me But I knew it wasn't ever after We'll fight, not out of spite For someone must stand up for what's right 'Cause where there's a man who has no voice There ours shall go singing My hands are small I know But they're not yours, they are my own But they're not yours, they are my own I am never broken In the end only kindness matters In the end only kindness matters I will get down on my knees, and I will pray I will get down on my knees, and I will pray I will get down on my knees, and I will pray My hands are small I know But they're not yours, they are my own But they're not yours, they are my own And I am never broken My hands are small I know But they're not yours, they are my own But they're not yours, they are my own And I am never broken We are never broken We are God's eyes God's hands God's mind We are God's eyes God's hands God's heart We are God's eyes God's hands God's eyes We are God's hands We are God's hands | |
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For Byron
Tall Tree - Crowded House Watch out big ships are waiting Salt frozen on your cheek I saw a girl and boy arriving And a steamer put out to sea Tall tree Stand in the distance Remember When you were green Dont wipe The salt from your skin You must keep running the distance Sun sleeps on misty morning Light years from channel three I feel halfway to zero Call me a hero I might just agree Tall tree Stand in the distance Remember When you were green Dont wipe The salt from your skin You must keep running the distance And the roses you grow Have a powerful scent Theyll be breaking your heart By the morning I feel halway to zero Call me a hero I might just agree Tall tree Stand in the distance Remember When you were green Dont wipe The salt from your skin Tall tree Tall tree Dont wipe The salt from your skin You must keep running the distance Tall tree | |
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4 Christopher
I push my Z-28 down I-85 I got a day to see my baby it's a two day drive Hey hey Mr. DJ I got a coffee and a rocket workin overtime And I'm countin on you, man to keep me alive Hey hey Mr. DJ Hey hey Mr. DJ won't you play for me all night long Hey hey Mr. DJ play it all night long I've been drivin all night, got the radio on Oh I'm countin on you to keep me goin Hey hey Mr. DJ Play me some rock&roll music and I'll turn it up Play me some rock&roll music I can never get enough Hey hey Mr. DJ | |
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Moderator | For Christopher, cuz I think he'd like these lyrics
I'm really sorry Steven But your bicycle's been stolen I was watchin it for you 'Til you came back in the fall Guess I didn't do such a good job after all I was feeling really sorry Steven And I spent all morning grieving And everybody's saying That you'll take the news gracefully Somehow I don't think I'll be getting off that easily I meant her no harm When I left her unlocked Outside the Orange Street Food Farm I was just running in Didn't think I'd be that long I came out, she was gone And all that was there was some bored old dog Leashed up to the place where your bicycle had been Guess we'll never see poor Madeleine again Let this be consolation, Steven That all the while you were in England I treated her with care and respect And gave her lots of love And I was usually pretty good 'bout locking her up Where has she gone? Well, I bet she's on the bottom of a Frenchtown pond Rudely abused on some hescher's joyride So I wrote you this song In the hopes that you'd forgive me Even though it was wrong Being so careless with a thing so great And taking your poor Madeleine away, away In spite of the cost of living, it's still popular. |
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If you need somebody, call my name
If you want someone, you can do the same If you want to keep something precious You got to lock it up and throw away the key If you want to hold onto your possession Dont even think about me If you love somebody, set them free If its a mirror you want, just look into my eyes Or a whipping boy, someone to despise Or a prisoner in the dark Tied up in chains you just cant see Or a beast in a gilded cage Thats all some people ever want to be If you love somebody, set them free You cant control an independent heart Cant tear the one you love apart Forever conditioned to believe that we cant live We cant live here and be happy with less So many riches, so many souls Everything we see we want to possess If you need somebody, call my name If you want someone, you can do the same If you want to keep something precious You got to lock it up and throw away the key If you want to hold onto your possession Dont even think about me If you love somebody, set them free | |
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Moderator | Ocean said: Sweeny79 said: I was just thinking about that song! I can't think of any! But here it is Dan Flavin In spite of the cost of living, it's still popular. |
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Sweeny79 said: For Christopher, cuz I think he'd like these lyrics
I'm really sorry Steven But your bicycle's been stolen I was watchin it for you 'Til you came back in the fall Guess I didn't do such a good job after all I was feeling really sorry Steven And I spent all morning grieving And everybody's saying That you'll take the news gracefully Somehow I don't think I'll be getting off that easily I meant her no harm When I left her unlocked Outside the Orange Street Food Farm I was just running in Didn't think I'd be that long I came out, she was gone And all that was there was some bored old dog Leashed up to the place where your bicycle had been Guess we'll never see poor Madeleine again Let this be consolation, Steven That all the while you were in England I treated her with care and respect And gave her lots of love And I was usually pretty good 'bout locking her up Where has she gone? Well, I bet she's on the bottom of a Frenchtown pond Rudely abused on some hescher's joyride So I wrote you this song In the hopes that you'd forgive me Even though it was wrong Being so careless with a thing so great And taking your poor Madeleine away, away LOL im download that oww and you know i had to go here! for sweeny! The White Stripes - My Doorbell Lyrics I'm thinkin' about my doorbell When ya gonna ring it, when ya gonna ring it Yeah, I'm thinkin' about my doorbell When ya gonna ring it, when ya gonna ring it Yeah, I'm thinkin' about my doorbell When ya gonna ring it, when ya gonna ring it yeah, I been thinkin' about my doorbell Oh, well Well with me and chipin' me and kisses? Not the man in my life I know And I been going to mystery misses I respect the art of the show Take back whan you said little girl And while you're at it take yourself back too Woman whatcha gonna do now, whatcha gonna do about it I'm thinkin' about my doorbell When ya gonna ring it, when ya gonna ring it Yeah, I'm thinkin' about my doorbell When ya gonna ring it, when ya gonna ring it oh I'm thinkin' about my doorbell When ya gonna ring it, when ya gonna ring it Yeah, I been thinkin' about my doorbell Oh, yeah You don't seem to come around Point your finger and make a sound You don't seem to come around Not since I said you knocked it down? Oh, well Make a sound and I'll make you feel right Right at home, yeah Yeah, right at home, yeah Nobody got .....? But how come it's so easy to you You know it's like me at times I can be careless But your words seem so obtuse But then again I know you feel guilty And you tell me you want me again But I don't need any of your pity I got plenty of my own friends They're all above me And I've been thinkin' about my doorbell When they gonna ring it, when they gonna ring it Yeah, I've been thinkin' about the doorbell When they gonna ring it, when they gonna ring it oh I've been thinkin' about the doorbell When they gonna ring it, when they gonna ring it Yeah, I been thinkin' about the doorbell Oh, well They don't seem to come around Push the finger and make a sound They don't seem to come around Maybe they they'll knock 'em down Oh, well Make a sound and I'll make you feel right Right at home Right at home I'm thinkin' about my doorbell When ya gonna ring it, when ya gonna ring it I'm thinkin' about my doorbell When ya gonna ring it, when ya gonna ring it Yeah, I'm thinkin' about my doorbell When ya gonna ring it, when ya gonna ring it Yeah, I been thinkin' about my doorbell And when you're gonna ring it, when you're gonna ring it I'm thinkin' about my doorbell When ya gonna ring it, when ya gonna ring it Yeah, I'm thinkin' about my doorbell Oh, oh well | |
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