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Thread started 03/31/04 6:12am

7salles

can anyone transcribe the lyrics to Illusion coma...

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Reply #1 posted 03/31/04 6:19am

7salles

She knew what fork to use
But she couldn't dance
So he hipped them to the funk
exchanged for the "panem" eheh

who is pipping who,
nobody gives the second chance
this is the story of illusion coma
pimp and circustamce



each one of we transcribe 8 lines of what we hear, let's do this it will be fun
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Reply #2 posted 03/31/04 6:50am

BobGeorge999

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?????
who’s pimpin’ who
if nobody get’s a second chance
this is the story of
illusion, coma, pimp & circumstance

she was older but rich beyond compare
she’d drop a thousand $ at the salon
just to get he her hair did
he was good at compliments
better in the bunk
she laced him with a crib in Paris
he hit back to the funk
but to fine he was for her
a dirty dog in expensive furs
as long as she’s providin’ chips and whips
we can do this funky thing

as long as she was playin’ the host
U figured he would make the most
of ‘dem hips and lips
he hooked her up
rocked her coast to coast
ohh yeahhh she’s so ugly
but rich beyond compare
dropped a cople hundred thousand $ on a silver whip
just to match the color of her hair
she said I got plenty of what U need
put the spoon down honey
c’mon let mamma feed u
ohh...


?????
who’s pimpin’ who
if nobody get’s a second chance
this is the story of
illusion, coma, pimp & circumstance

where wqas I, ohh yteah
gentlemen he was
he never spoke about her nose
so prominenet because
in the dark it glows
If she was only tan instead of solid lilly white
Her name was Doris, but he called her Flo
as in ‘rescent, that ain’t right
flourescent, every night
a situation bound to fail
as sure as doris’ skin was pale
money might talk but what does it sy
U better get busy if U wanna get paid
boy I was fine back in the day

?????
who’s pimpin’ who
if nobody get’s a second chance
this is the story of
illusion, coma, pimp & circumstance

now dance...

dance

he spent her money, ohh so well honey
take a bath in cold crystal
he took a trip to burn in old flamin’ ‘Frisco
like wow!
when Doris caught him in her arms
she shrugged her shoulder and said no harm
jsut put your name on this pre-nup
and we can all hit the disco


?????
who’s pimpin’ who
if nobody get’s a second chance
this is the story of
illusion, coma, pimp & circumstance

?????
who’s pimpin’ who
if nobody get’s a second chance
this is the story of
illusion, coma, pimp & circumstance


this is what I have so far....edits R welcome
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Reply #3 posted 03/31/04 6:54am

AndGodCreatedM
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eek

Thnx Bob biggrin
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Reply #4 posted 03/31/04 7:13am

newpowerboy

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From http://www.housequake.com...adid=16353

Thanx to Porkchop



Musicology
Heard about the party now just east o' Harlem
Dougie's gonna b there but U got 2 call him

Even the soldiers need a break sometimes
Listen 2 the groove ya'll
Let it unwind Ur mind

No intoxication
Unless U c what Eye c
Dancin hot n' sweaty right in font of me

Call it what U like
Eye'm gonna call it how it b
This is just another 1 of God's gifts
Musicology

Chorus
Keep that party movin
Just like Eye told U
Kick the old school joint
4 the true funk soldiers
Musicology

Wish Eye had a dollar 4 everytime U say
Don't U miss the feeling music gave ya
Back in the day?

Let's Groove
September
Earth, Wind and Fire
Hot Pants by James
Sly's gonna take U higher

Minor keys and drugs
Don't make a rollerskate jam
Take Ur pick - turntable or a band?

If it ain't Chuck D
or Jam Master Jay
Know what?
They're losin'
'Cause we got a PhD in
Advanced Body Movin'

Chorus


Illusion, Coma, Pimp & Circumstance

Chorus
She knew which fork 2 use but she couldn’t dance
So he hipped her 2 the funk in xchange 4 the finance
Who’s pimpin who if nobody gets a second chance?
This is the story of illusion, coma, pimp & circumstance

She was older but rich beyond compare
She’d drop a thousand dollars at the saloon just 2 get her hair did
He was good at compliments better in the bunk
She laced him with a crib in Paris – he hipped her 2 the funk

Way 2 fine he was 4 her
A dirty dog in expensive furs
As long as she’s providing chips and whips
We can do this funky thang
As long as she was playing the host
He figured he would make the most of them hips and lips
He hooked her up – rocked her coast 2 coast

So ugly, the bitch, beyond compare
She’s dropped a couple hundred thousand dollars on a silver whip
Just 2 match the color of her hair
She said “Eye got plenty of what U need.
Put the spoon down honey, c’mon, let mama feed U”

Chorus

Where was Eye? Oh yeah…
A gentleman he was
He never spoke about her nose
So prominent because in the dark it glowed
If she was only tan instead of ??? white
Her name was Doris instead he called her “Fluo”
As in “-Rescent” – That ain’t right
Fluorescent every night
A situation bound 2 fail
As sure a Doris’ skin was pale

Money might talk, but what does it say?
U better get busy if U wanna get paid

“Boy, Eye was fine back in the day”

He spent her money oh so well
Take a bath in cold Kristal
He took a trip 2 burn an old flame in Frisco, like wow
But Doris caught him in her arms
She shrugged her shoulders and said “No harm”
Just put Ur name on this pre-nup and we can all hit the disco

Chorus

A Million Days

It’s only been a hour since U left me
But it feels like a million days
If Eye had a magic wand Eye could turn back time
Eye’d never let U go away

Eye didn’t have the heart 2 say Eye’m sorry
Now Eye haven’t got a heart at all
Eye could tolerate the pain if Eye could talk 2 my best friend
But U won’t even call

Eye’m contemplating pulling out my suitcase
And packing everything Eye own
Eye didn’t back then but Eye do know now
Wherever U r is home
Eye’ll crawl on my belly and beg U
But Ur so far away
U’ve only been gone 4 an hour
But it seems like a million days

It’s only been a hour since U left me
Eye wish Eye had somebody 2 blame
But Ur the perfect picture of what love should look like
And Eye wanna b Ur frame
It’s only been a hour but it feels like a million days

A million days
One hundred thousand million days
Come home, come home baby
Eye can’t take this no more
Well, come home baby oh yeah
Baby, Eye know Eye shouldn’t put my faith in heroes
But Eye can’t c U any other way
It’s only been a hour since U left me girl
Baby, it feels like 2 me, it feels like a million days

Come home baby

Life ‘O’ The Party

This is the life ‘o’ the party
We gonna do it right

So Ur havin’ a party?
Goody 4 U
All the beautiful people gonna b there?
Yeah, that’s cool
U know Ur gonna have a good time cause U got the news
That the life ‘o’ the party is gonna party with U

We’re doing our own thing
Until the sun’ll come up
Sweet Candy gonna b there
Yeah, it’s gonna b rough
She ain’t got no off switch
And neither do eye
When U read it in the paper 2morrow
U gonna hang Ur head and cry

Chorus

We gonna have us a party
All r welcome 2
We ain’t down with nobody
That don’t party like we do
Once we get it started
We got 2 go all night
This is the life of the party
We gonna do it right

Why party in your own yard
When U can party in mine?
All the beautiful people gonna b there
Puttin’ the “i” in fine
Throw the records out my window
CDs out the door
Might as well give it 2 the milkman
We don’t want it no more

Everybody can smell this funk y’all
Down in Altanta GA
Everybody, even Dre and Em, know it’s OK
Hey, we don’t need any trippin’ y’all on this special day
We just callin’ 2 let U know
U better not come if U can’t stay

Chorus

What's it gonna take 2 get Ur booty soakin' wet?
U and me closer baby, that's a bet

Eye’m the life of the party
As long as Eye got your body
Shakin like a leaf on a tree
Cutie come dance with me
U and me, we got mad chemistry
Don’t it make U wanna holler?
Come with the life of the party, y’all
We’re still makin dollars
25 years 2 life
The judge sentenced me 2 hard labor with a knife
Making cuts 4 y’all
Keeping the party packed and wall 2 wall
Eye don’t care what they say
“He don’t play the hits no more
plus Eye thought he was gay”

But it ain’t nothing if it ain’t fun
My voice is getting higher
and Eye ain’t never had my nose done
That’s the other guy
All the purple hippies bang your head on the 1

Chrous

Call My Name

Call, call my name
Call it, call my name

Eye heard Ur voice this morning calling gout my name
It had been so long since Eye heard it that it didn’t sound quite the same, no
But it let me know that my name had never really been spoken b4
B4 the day Eye carried U through the bridal path door

And ever since that day Eye haven’t wanted anyone but U
And anybody who really knows me knows the truth

Chorus
Eye just can’t stop writing songs about U
Eye love U so much
Eye just can’t wait 2 get my arms around U
And feel Ur touch
If eye don’t c U real soon baby girl
Eye might go insane
Eye know it’s only been about 3 hours
But Eye love it when U call my name

Eye heard a voice on the news saying people want 2 stop the war
If they had a love as sweet as U they’d 4get what they were fighting 4
What’s the matter with the world 2day?
The land of the free? Somebody lied
They can bug my phone and people ‘round my home
They’ll only c U and me making love inside

Chorus

Eye’ve never seen the moon look so lovely as the night Eye saw it with U
It let me know Eye’d never seen the moon b4
So many speak of the moon as though it had no flaws
But 2 compare it 2 a beauty like Urs would give 1 cause
Nothing about U is false, that’s why Ur love is real
God 4bid if U belonged 2 another Eye’d have 2 steal U
Eye’d have 2 take U from Ur man
Eye might b tempted 2 break the law round here
Because Ur beauty, it gives 1 power
It slows me down

Chorus

Cinnamon Girl

There’s war drum’s beat in Babylon
The cinnamon girl starts 2 pray
Eye’ve never heard a prayer like this 1
Never b4 that day

Tearful words of love 4 people she had never met b4
Asking God 2 grant them mercy in this face of a holy war

Cinnamon Girl

Cinnamon Girl... ???
Never knew the meaning of color lines
911 turned that all around
When she got accused of this crime

So began the mass illusion, war on terror alibi
What’s the use when the god of confusion keeps on telling the same lie?

Cinnamon Girl

Don’t cry, don’t shed no tears
1 night won’t make us feel
Cause we know how this movie’s ending

Cinnamon Girl

There’s war drum’s beat in Babylon
That scorched the blood red sky
Militants bomb the foreign gun
Both sides truely die

Cinnamon girl opens the book she knows will settle all the scores
Then she prays after the war that there will not b anymore

Cinnamon Girl

What Do U Want Me 2 Do?

Eye c U picked me out from the crowd
Could it b the way Eye play guitar?
Master of the soft, not 2 loud
1 day, maybe Eye will b a star
Eye c U picked me out like U want something
But shame on U, baby, can't U c this ring?

Chorus
What do U want me 2 do, girl?
What do U want me 2 do, babe?
What do U want me 2 do, girl?
What do U want me 2 do, babe?

Eye got a woman, U got a man
So we got 2 do what's right
Eye said U'd get beheaded in other lands
If Eye were in your arms 2night
Quit tryin' 2 get me under that icy plunder
Boy, oh boy, what a scare, ooh

Chorus

U picked me out of the crowd
And ooh, just so bold and so proud
And dressed like U want everybody 2 just say, "Wow!
Didn't her mama teach her better?"
Ow, dressed like that, somebody gon' get her

Eye c U picked me out from the crowd
Could it b the way Eye play guitar?
Master of the soft, not 2 loud
Eye don't ever really wanna b where U r, where U r, no

What do U want me 2 do, girl?
Tell me, what do U want me 2 do, babe?
What do U want me 2 do, girl?
Tell me, tell me, what do U want me 2 do, babe?
I ain't tryin' 2 do that
What do U want me 2 do, girl?

The Marrying Kind

If U leave her now
Ur never gonna 2 c her again - Never
Now she’s gonna need a shoulder 2 cry on
She’s gonna need a friend
She’s gonna need a pillow case – something 2 put those tears on
And Eye’ve got some purple satin lacys
1 second later than the second U gone

She’ gonna miss U at first
But then she’s gonna buy me things
That’s when Eye’m gonna lay her
‘cross my piano stool and sing 2 her

Chorus
Honey, Eye tried 2 tell him
That U were the marrying kind
A faithful 1-man-woman
The best he would ever find
Eye guess he wasn’t trying 2 hear that
So there ain’t nothing left 2 say
Eye tried 2 tell him if U run 2 me
Eye won’t run away

If U leave her now
U’ll never get another glimpse
Eye’m going 2 lace her with enough ice to recap the polls
There might b another solar eclipse
She’s gonna find…
…bath water hot enough 2 b touched (oh, man. porkchop is hurtin')
Eye’m gonna put her on the same diet Missy went on
U know she eat 2 much
Tonight, she’s gonna miss U at first
But then she’ll get used 2 me
All of the tricks Eye would try
2 make her take this ring and make love 2 me

Chorus

Run away
Don’t run away

If Eye was the Man in Your Life

Chorus:
If Eye was the man in your life
Eye'd make U happy
Eye'd treat U right
Eye'd buy U flowers every single day
Eye'd Give U power
Eye'd do whatever U say

Eye heard a rumor that Ur man he said he’d do U wrong
and Ur so vain Ud think that Ur the 1 behind this song
Sure U know he got plenty lyrics, yeah, up his sleeve
and after he got what he want he just go up and leave
and sunday chocolate on the roof right after his game
he like the Lakers but the Sixers on when he came
If he’s with another now U best believe the party’s crackin
Ur getting played girl, U better get your mack on
and do onto others as they do onto U
U call me on the day that U and him r just 2 through

Chorus

was it U that Eye saw outside the liquor store
waiting on that fool 2 purchase what Ud been dying 4?
and b4 Eye c U drop a spill Eye have 2 bring U down
now U got that chocolate barracuda hangin’ round
hangin’ round your neck like a cheap gold chain
he don’t deserve 2 say that he ever knew Ur name
much less he get 2 smell the perfume Eye gave U
please don’t tell me that U all got down
better do onto others as they do onto U
U call me on the day that U and him r just 2 through

Chorus

On The Couch

C’mon baby
Don’t make me sleep on the couch
Love Jones is on the TV again baby
Eye want 2 go down south

C’mon baby
U know it’s undignified 2 sleep alone
That’s what all the people who ain’t got nobody do
U know they do
Talkin on the telephone

Don’t make me crash
Don’t make me sleep without Ur kiss
???
Every inch of me… what?!

Dontcha make me suffer this ???

Eye no that we need 2 b married
Shouldn’t have let me unzip Ur dress
Why’d U do it baby?
Confess Ur tears
Relax Ur fears
Don’t make me sleep on the couch

Dear Mr. Man

What’s wrong with the world 2day?
Things just got 2 get better
Show me what the leaders say
Maybe we should write a letter

Said Dear Mr. Man, we don’t understand
Why poor people keep struggling but U don’t lend a helping hand
Matthew 5:5 say “The meek shall inherit the earth”
We wanna b down that way
but U been trippin since the day of your birth

Who said that 2 kill is a sin
Then started every single war that Ur people been in?
Who said that water is a precious commodity
Then dropped a big old black oil slick in the deep blue sea?

Who told me, Mr. Man, that working round the clock
would buy me a big housed in the hood
Cigarette ads on every block
Who told me, Mr. Man, that Eye got a right 2 moan?
How about this bog old hole in the ozone?

What’s wrong with the world 2day
Things just got 2 get better
Dear Mr. Man, we don’t understand
Maybe we should write a letter

Listen, Ain’t no sense in voting – same song with a different name
Might not b in the back of the bus but it sure feel just the same
Ain’t nothing fair about welfare
Ain’t no assistance in AIDS
We ain’t that affirmative about your actions until the people get paid

Ur thousand years r up
Now U got 2 share the land
Section 1 – the 14th amendment says “No state shall deprive any person of life,
liberty, or property, without due process of law”
Mr. Man, we want 2 end this letter with 3 words
We tired a-y’all


Reflection

2 sevens together
Like time, indefinite
Trying 2 catch the glass
b4 it falls
Without a frown
Can U turn up the stereo?
Eye wanna play U this old song about love (is it about love?)
Can Eye do that?

Did we remember 2 water the plants today?
Eye 4got 2 look up at the moon because
Eye was 2 busy, said Eye was 2 busy
Eye was 2 busy
Looking at you babe

Still it's nice 2 know
That, uh when bodies wear out
We can get another
What does that 1 thing have 2 do with the other 1?
Eye don't know
Eye was just thinking about my mother

U know what
Turn the stereo back down
Ain't nothing worse than an old worn out love song
Tell me do you like my hair this way
Remember all the way back in the day
When we would compare who's afro was the roundest

Mirrored tiles above the bed
Fishing nets and posters all over the wall
Oh yes, sometimes
Sometimes Eye just wanna go sit out on the stool
And uh... play my guitar
Just watch all... all the cars go by...
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dealodelandron

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Cinnamon Girl

As war drums beat in Babylon
The cinnamon girl starts 2 pray
Eye’ve never heard a prayer like this 1
Never b4 that day

Tearful words of love 4 people she had never met b4
Asking God 2 grant them mercy in this face of a holy war

Cinnamon Girl

Cinnamon Girl of mixed heritage
Never knew the meaning of color lines
911 turned that all around
When she got accused of this crime

So began the mass illusion, war on terror alibi
What’s the use when the god of confusion keeps on telling the same lie?

Cinnamon Girl

Don’t cry, don’t shed no tears
1 night won’t make us feel
Cause we know how this movie’s ending

Cinnamon Girl

There’s war drum’s beat in Babylon
That scorched the blood red sky
Militants bomb the foreign gun
Both sides truely die

Cinnamon girl opens the book she knows will settle all the scores
Then she prays after the war that there will not b anymore

Cinnamon Girl

What Do U Want Me 2 Do?

Eye c U picked me out from the crowd
Could it b the way Eye play guitar?
Master of the soft, not 2 loud
1 day, maybe Eye will b a star
Eye c U picked me out like U want something
But shame on U, baby, can't U c this ring?

Chorus
What do U want me 2 do, girl?
What do U want me 2 do, babe?
What do U want me 2 do, girl?
What do U want me 2 do, babe?

Eye got a woman, U got a man
So we got 2 do what's right
Eye said U'd get beheaded in other lands
If Eye were in your arms 2night
Quit tryin' 2 get me under that icy plunder
Boy, oh boy, what a scare, ooh

Chorus

U picked me out of the crowd
And ooh, just so bold and so proud
And dressed like U want everybody 2 just say, "Wow!
Didn't her mama teach her better?"
Ow, dressed like that, somebody gon' get her

Eye c U picked me out from the crowd
Could it b the way Eye play guitar?
Master of the soft, not 2 loud
Eye don't ever really wanna b where U r, where U r, no

What do U want me 2 do, girl?
Tell me, what do U want me 2 do, babe?
What do U want me 2 do, girl?
Tell me, tell me, what do U want me 2 do, babe?
I ain't tryin' 2 do that
What do U want me 2 do, girl?

The Marrying Kind

If U leave her now
Ur never gonna 2 c her again - Never
Now she’s gonna need a shoulder 2 cry on
She’s gonna need a friend
She’s gonna need a pillow case – something 2 put those tears on
And Eye’ve got some purple satin lacys
1 second later than the second U gone

She’ gonna miss U at first
But then she’s gonna buy me things
That’s when Eye’m gonna lay her
‘cross my piano stool and sing 2 her

Chorus
Honey, Eye tried 2 tell him
That U were the marrying kind
A faithful 1-man-woman
The best he would ever find
Eye guess he wasn’t trying 2 hear that
So there ain’t nothing left 2 say
Eye tried 2 tell him if U run 2 me
Eye won’t run away

If U leave her now
U’ll never get another glimpse
Eye’m going 2 lace her with enough ice to recap the polls
There might b another solar eclipse
She’s gonna find…
…bath water hot enough 2 b touched (oh, man. porkchop is hurtin')
Eye’m gonna put her on the same diet Missy went on
U know she eat 2 much
Tonight, she’s gonna miss U at first
But then she’ll get used 2 me
All of the tricks Eye would try
2 make her take this ring and make love 2 me

Chorus

Run away
Don’t run away

If Eye was the Man in Your Life

Chorus:
If Eye was the man in your life
Eye'd make U happy
Eye'd treat U right
Eye'd buy U flowers every single day
Eye'd Give U power
Eye'd do whatever U say

Eye heard a rumor that Ur man he said he’d do U wrong
and Ur so vain Ud think that Ur the 1 behind this song
Sure U know he got plenty lyrics, yeah, up his sleeve
and after he got what he want he just go up and leave
and sunday chocolate on the roof right after his game
he like the Lakers but the Sixers on when he came
If he’s with another now U best believe the party’s crackin
Ur getting played girl, U better get your mack on
and do onto others as they do onto U
U call me on the day that U and him r just 2 through

Chorus

was it U that Eye saw outside the liquor store
waiting on that fool 2 purchase what Ud been dying 4?
and b4 Eye c U drop a spill Eye have 2 bring U down
now U got that chocolate barracuda hangin’ round
hangin’ round your neck like a cheap gold chain
he don’t deserve 2 say that he ever knew Ur name
much less he get 2 smell the perfume Eye gave U
please don’t tell me that U all got down
better do onto others as they do onto U
U call me on the day that U and him r just 2 through

Chorus

On The Couch

C’mon baby
Don’t make me sleep on the couch
Love Jones is on the TV again baby
Eye want 2 go down south

C’mon baby
U know it’s undignified 2 sleep alone
That’s what all the people who ain’t got nobody do
U know they do
Talkin on the telephone

Don’t make me crash
Don’t make me sleep without Ur kiss
???
Every inch of me… what?!

Dontcha make me suffer this ???

Eye no that we need 2 b married
Shouldn’t have let me unzip Ur dress
Why’d U do it baby?
Confess Ur tears
Relax Ur fears
Don’t make me sleep on the couch

Dear Mr. Man

What’s wrong with the world 2day?
Things just got 2 get better
Show me what the leaders say
Maybe we should write a letter

Said Dear Mr. Man, we don’t understand
Why poor people keep struggling but U don’t lend a helping hand
Matthew 5:5 say “The meek shall inherit the earth”
We wanna b down that way
but U been trippin since the day of your birth

Who said that 2 kill is a sin
Then started every single war that Ur people been in?
Who said that water is a precious commodity
Then dropped a big old black oil slick in the deep blue sea?

Who told me, Mr. Man, that working round the clock
would buy me a big housed in the hood
Cigarette ads on every block
Who told me, Mr. Man, that Eye got a right 2 moan?
How about this bog old hole in the ozone?

What’s wrong with the world 2day
Things just got 2 get better
Dear Mr. Man, we don’t understand
Maybe we should write a letter

Listen, Ain’t no sense in voting – same song with a different name
Might not b in the back of the bus but it sure feel just the same
Ain’t nothing fair about welfare
Ain’t no assistance in AIDS
We ain’t that affirmative about your actions until the people get paid

Ur thousand years r up
Now U got 2 share the land
Section 1 – the 14th amendment says “No state shall deprive any person of life,
liberty, or property, without due process of law”
Mr. Man, we want 2 end this letter with 3 words
We tired a-y’all


Reflection

2 sevens together
Like time, indefinite
Trying 2 catch the glass
b4 it falls
Without a frown
Can U turn up the stereo?
Eye wanna play U this old song about love (is it about love?)
Can Eye do that?

Did we remember 2 water the plants today?
Eye 4got 2 look up at the moon because
Eye was 2 busy, said Eye was 2 busy
Eye was 2 busy
Looking at you babe

Still it's nice 2 know
That, uh when bodies wear out
We can get another
What does that 1 thing have 2 do with the other 1?
Eye don't know
Eye was just thinking about my mother

U know what
Turn the stereo back down
Ain't nothing worse than an old worn out love song
Tell me do you like my hair this way
Remember all the way back in the day
When we would compare who's afro was the roundest

Mirrored tiles above the bed
Fishing nets and posters all over the wall
Oh yes, sometimes
Sometimes Eye just wanna go sit out on the stool
And uh... play my guitar
Just watch all... all the cars go by...[/quote]
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Reply #6 posted 03/31/04 9:51am

dealodelandron

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Cinnamon Girl

As war drums beat in Babylon
The cinnamon girl starts 2 pray
Eye’ve never heard a prayer like this 1
Never b4 that day

Tearful words of love 4 people she had never met b4
Asking God 2 grant them mercy in this face of a holy war

Cinnamon Girl

Cinnamon Girl of mixed heritage
Never knew the meaning of color lines
911 turned that all around
When she got accused of this crime

So began the mass illusion, war on terror alibi
What’s the use when the god of confusion keeps on telling the same lie?

Cinnamon Girl

Don’t cry, don’t shed no tears
1 night won’t make us feel
Cause we know how this movie’s ending

Cinnamon Girl

As war drums beat in Babylon
That scorched the blood red sky
Militants bomb the foreign gun
Both sides truely die

Cinnamon girl opens the book she knows will settle all the scores
Then she prays after the war that there will not b anymore

Cinnamon Girl
[This message was edited Wed Mar 31 9:54:30 2004 by dealodelandron]
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Reply #7 posted 03/31/04 10:01am

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Some of those lyrics are really badly written, or don't make much sense. Some are just plain corny. Some are ok. Prince needs a poetry course. lol
All you others say Hell Yea!! woot!
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Reply #8 posted 03/31/04 1:15pm

Jestyr

2freaky4church1 said:

Some of those lyrics are really badly written, or don't make much sense. Some are just plain corny. Some are ok. Prince needs a poetry course. lol


Well you have to understand that people are getting some of these lyrics wrong to begin with. Prince never says 'bitch' in Illusion, Pimp, Coma and Circumstance. He says "...rich beyond compare"
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Reply #9 posted 03/31/04 1:48pm

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Thank you for the effort everyone.
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