Artist Prince
Album Gold
Song Billy Jack Bitch

Billy Jack Bitch (Billy Jack, Billy Jack)
(Bitch) {Fishbone's "Lyin' Ass Bitch" sample repeats in song}

What if I called U silly names
Just like the ones that U call me?
What if I filled your eyes with tears
So many that U cannot see?

CHORUS:
Billy Jack Bitch - Do U ever really cry? (Billy Jack Bitch)
Billy Jack Bitch - Do U ever really try? (Billy Jack Bitch)
Billy Jack Bitch - Do U ever wonder why? (Billy Jack Bitch)
Billy Jack Bitch (Billy Jack Bitch)

(Billy Jack Bitch)

What if I told U that U're worth
Only half of what U be?
Would U come forth and tell no lies?
Would U come forth and talk 2 me?

CHORUS

(Billy Jack Bitch)

What distortion could U let your pen forget 2day?
What misfortune left your heart so broken U only say
Words intended 2 belittle or dismay?
What if I say U lie?
Billy Jack Bitch (Well)

Open letters aren't the only things that open wounds
Long hard shiny rocket ships can fly U 2 the moon

Whenever evil wants 2 groove
Come let me fly U 2 the moon
Then U can see how love will bloom
Joy - it's in the dictionary
See "J" Billy Jack Bitch

Do U ever really cry? (Do U ever really cry Billy Jack Bitch?)
Do U ever really try? (Do U ever really try Billy Jack Bitch?)
Do U ever wonder why? (Do U ever wonder why Billy Jack Bitch?)
Oh, Billy Jack Bitch (Billy Jack Bitch)
Billy, Billy, oh yeah yeah yeah!

(Do U ever really cry Billy Jack Bitch?)
(Do U ever really try Billy Jack Bitch?) Cry, cry
(Do U ever wonder why Billy Jack Bitch?) Try, try
(Billy Jack Bitch) Billy, Billy, oh

(Billy Jack Bitch)
(Billy Jack, Billy Jack)
(Billy Jack Bitch)

Uh
(Billy Jack, Billy Jack)
Yeah, uh
(Billy Jack, Billy Jack) {x2}
(Billy Jack Bitch)
Solo with that on there

(Billy Jack Bitch) {x2}

Please access another experience {x2}

(Billy Jack Bitch)

Ha ha ha ha ha
Y'all some tight motherfuckers

SuperC said:

always makes me wanna shake my ass... :LOL:...

EllisDee said:

I've always loved that song, guess that makes me a bitch!

Paisley said:

NO! You a sweetie that likes that song.

Paisley said:

Agreed on the lovin' and movin' song... it's just a fun song...

when C posted "billy jack," it made me think of "face down"... that's another prince jam in a similar mood that makes me feel good and wanna kick some ass...

...

EllisDee said:

Oh yes Face Down is another one of my favorites. :bury me face down let the mutha fuckas kiss are ass ok"

Paisley said:

...

ain't that a bitch...

Paisley said:

Or... Style...

"I ain't got no job, but I got style."

I used to play that over the phone to this dumbass who, well, he was just a dumbass that was dating my friend. Her and I used to get a kick out of it because he figured it was from me, because I'm the only one he knew that actually liked Prince, but we denied it.

AzureStar said:

style..?


...

AzureStar said:

Naw, Style never moved me.

Paisley said:

yeah... it's one of the few songs i don't like on "emancipation"... that and "my computer" and "emale"... ...

EllisDee said:

I am out of the loop once again...



Hide The Bone?

Or does that throw me WAY out of the loop?

Brown Eye'd Girl
Van Morrison

Hey where did we go,
Days when the rains came
Down in the hollow,
Playin' a new game,
Laughing and a running hey, hey
Skipping and a jumping
In the misty morning fog with
Our hearts a thumpin' and you
My brown eyed girl,
You my brown eyed girl.

Whatever happened
To Tuesday and so slow
Going down the old mine
With a transistor radio
Standing in the sunlight laughing,
Hiding behind a rainbow's wall,
Slipping and sliding
All along the water fall, with you
My brown eyed girl,
You my brown eyed girl.

Do you remember when we used to sing,
Sha la la la la la la la la la la te da

So hard to find my way,
Now that I'm all on my own.
I saw you just the other day,
My how you have grown,
Cast my memory back there, Lord
Sometime I'm overcome thinking 'bout
Making love in the green grass
Behind the stadium with you
My brown eyed girl
You my brown eyed girl

Do you remember when we used to sing
Sha la la la la la la la la la la te da.

---

AzureStar said:

Hide the Bone's a good one and also 18 and over.

Come Back-Prince

Walkin' up the stairs
Sunday afternoon
a sweet wind blew
not a moment too soon

ooh I cried
when I realized
that sweet wind was you

Spirits come and Spirits go
some stick around
for the aftershow
ooh I don't have to say I miss you
(don't have to say I miss you)
cuz I think you already know

If you ever lose someone
dear to you
never say the words
They're gone
they'll come back
yeah
they'll come back
yeah
they'll come back
tears go here
tears go here
tears go here

Makes me think of my friend who died a couple of years ago.
Still miss him...I just feel a lot better after hearing it. So it does make me feel good in a way.
[This message was edited Tue Apr 22 18:12:44 PDT 2003 by NovaAngel]

Paisley said:

I may have just made it back "in" the loop, by the skin of my teeth!

AzureStar said:

OK what about Betcha By Golly Wow?

Paisley said:

I've heard it, but I must not have liked it because I don't think I've played it more than once. Either that or I fogot I liked it. With Prince, I tend to play just what I know I like and if I don't like it after the first listen, it sits in the drawer.

AzureStar said:

Girl play it, you'll love it, it gives me goose bumps everytime i hear it.

Paisley said:

Do I have to!? Okay... I will dig it out.

Inaya Day meets Louis Benedetti -- "Shout it Out" (Main Vocal Mix)

I'm too lazy to transcribe the lyrics, but SoulShine Recordings (the record label) has thoughtfully provided a three-minute sample for your listening pleasure:

http://www.soulshine.net/...titout.ram

Soulful, joyous house music... if it doesn't make you feel good, nothing will.

I first heard this track at a local club, and I knew immediately that I had to have it. I couldn't find it in stock anywhere here in the U.S., so I finally tracked down a copy at a U.K. store and had it shipped to me.

AzureStar said:

You wont be disappointed.

Is She Really Going Out With Him
Joe Jackson

Pretty women out walking with gorillas down my street
From my window I'm staring while my coffee goes cold
Look over there (where?)
There, there's a lady that I used to know
She's married now or engaged or something so I'm told
Is she really going out with him?
Is she really gonna take him home tonight?
Is she really going out with him?
'Cause if my eyes don't deceive me
There's something going wrong around here
Tonight's the night when
I go to all the parties down my street
I wash my hair and I kid myself, I look real smooth
Look over there (where?)
There
Here comes Jeanie with her new boyfriend
They say that looks don't count for much
And so there goes your proof
Is she really going out with him?
Is she really gonna take him home tonight?
Is she really going out with him?
'Cause if my eyes don't deceive me
There's something going wrong around here
Around here
But if looks could kill
There's a man there who is marked down as dead
'Cause I've had my fillListen you
Take your hands from her head
I get so mean around the scene
Hey, hey, hey
Is she really going out with him?
Is she really gonna take him home tonight?
Is she really going out with him?
'Cause if my eyes don't deceive me
There's something going wrong around here
Something going wrong around here

The Joker
The Steve Miller Band
- written by Miller/Ertegun/Curtis

Some people call me the space cowboy, yeah
Some call me the gangster of love
Some people call me Maurice
'Cause I speak of the pompitous of love

People talk about me, baby
Say I'm doin' you wrong, doin' you wrong
Well, don't you worry baby, don't worry
'Cause I'm right here, right here, right here, right here at home

'Cause I'm a picker, I'm a grinner
I'm a lover and I'm a sinner
I play my music in the sun
I'm a joker, I'm a smoker
I'm a midnight toker
I sure don't want to hurt no one

'Cause I'm a picker, I'm a grinner
I'm a lover and I'm a sinner
I play my music in the sun
I'm a joker, I'm a smoker
I'm a midnight toker
I get my lovin' on the run

Wooo Wooo

You're the cutest thing that I ever did see
I really love your peaches, wannna shake your tree
Lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey all the time
Ooo-eee baby, I'll sure show you a good time

'Cause I'm a picker, I'm a grinner
I'm a lover and I'm a sinner
I play my music in the sun
I'm a joker, I'm a smoker
I'm a midnight toker
I get my lovin' on the run

'Cause I'm a picker, I'm a grinner
I'm a lover and I'm a sinner
I play my music in the sun
I'm a joker, I'm a smoker
I'm a midnight toker
I sure don't want to hurt no one

Wooo Wooo

People keep talking about me, baby
They say I'm doin' you wrong
Well don't you worry, don't worry, no don't worry mama
'Cause I'm right here at home

You're the cutest thing I ever did see
Really love your peaches, wanna shake your tree
Lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey all the time
Come on baby and I'll show you a good time


[This message was edited Tue Apr 22 18:19:39 PDT 2003 by Sweeny79]

Sweeny79 said:

GREAT song! I really like Steve Miller...

Walkabout
Red Hot Chili Peppers

I think I'll go on a walkabout
And find out what it's all bout
Just me and my own two feet
In the heat I've got myself to meet
A detective of perspective
I need to try to get a bigger eye
I could tern the art of life
In a walk I could find a wife
On a walkabout
You could do it in the city
You could do it in a zone
You could do it in a desert
You could do the unknown
On a walkbout
High desert skies are what I spy
So fly - you've got to wonder why
The stingrays must be fat this year
Moving slow in my lowest gear
The digirido original man with a dream
I believe the Aborigene
On a walkabout
You could do it with a shuffle
You could do it with a stroll
You could do it with a stride
You could do it all alone
On a walkbout
I've been sitting far too long
At home - I've got to get along
A walk could cure most all my
Care feet or in my two shoes blues
Bloodwood flowers in my gaze
Walkabout in a sunny daze
On a walkabout
I think I'll go on a walkabout
Find out what it's all about
Just me and my own two feet
In the heat I got myself to meet
Use your legs to rock it wide
Take a ride to the other side

THERESA (by citizen cope)


This feeling
Don’t happen
By yourself
Alone
Is no
Way to live

Breathing
It don’t happen
By yourself
Alone
Is no
Way to live

We could love
We can Love
One another
We could love
We can love
One another
We could LOVE

Paisley said:

yeah, "betcha by golly wow" is the shiz-nit... "if i could, i'd catch a fallen star... to shine on you, so i'd know where you are"... ... prince is a mack, alright...

PANIC
the smiths

Panic on the streets of London
Panic on the streets of Birmingham
I wonder to myself
Could life ever be sane again ?
The Leeds side-streets that you slip down
I wonder to myself
Hopes may rise on the Grasmere
But Honey Pie, you're not safe here
So you run down
To the safety of the town
But there's Panic on the streets of Carlisle
Dublin, Dundee, Humberside
I wonder to myself

Burn down the disco
Hang the blessed DJ
Because the music that they constantly play
IT SAYS NOTHING TO ME ABOUT MY LIFE
Hang the blessed DJ
Because the music they constantly play


On the Leeds side-streets that you slip down
Provincial towns you jog 'round
Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ
Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ
HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ
HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ
HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ
Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ
HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ
HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ
Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ
HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ
HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ
Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ
HANG THE DJ