SEAL with "Love's Divine"
Then the rainstorm came, over me
And I felt my spirit break
I had lost all of my, belief you see
And realize my mistake
But time through a prayer, to me
And all around me, it came still
I need love, loves divine
Please forgive me now I see that I've been blind
Give me love, loves is what I need to help me know my name
Through the rainstorm came, century
And I felt my spirit fly
I had felt, all of my, reality
I realize what it takes
'Cause I need love, love's divine
Please forgive me now I see that I've been blind
Give me love, loves is what I need to help me know my name
Oh I, don't bet (don't bet), don't bet (don't bet)
Show me how to live a promise me you won't forsake
'Cause love can help me know my name
Well I try to say there's nothing wrong
But inside felt that all in all
But the message here was plain to see
Believe:
'Cause I need love, love's divine
Please forgive me now I see that I've been blind
Give me love, loves is what I need to help me know my name
Oh I, don't bet (don't bet), don't bet (don't bet)
Show me how to live a promise me you won't forsake
'Cause love can help me know my name
Love can help me know my name.
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Death Cab for Cutie - Why you'd want to live here
i'm in los angeles today: it smells like an airport runway. jet fuel stenches
in the cabin and lights flickering at random.
i'm in los angeles today: garbage cans comprise the medians of freeways always
creaping even when the population's sleeping.
and i can't see why you'd want to live here.
i'm in los angeles today: asked a gas station employee if he ever had trouble
breathing and he said "it varies from season to season, kid."
it's where our best are on display: motion picture actors' houses maps are never
ever current so save your film and $15.
and i can't see why you'd want to live here.
billboards reach past the tallest buildings,
"we are not perfect but we sure try."
as UV rays "degradate" our youth with time.
the vessel keeps pumping us through this entropic place in the belly of the
beast that is californ-i-a, i drank from a faucet and i kept my receipts for
when the weigh me on my way out (here nothing is free).
the greyhounds keep coming dumping locusts into the street until the gutters
overflow and los angeles thinks, "i might explode someday soon."
it's a lovely summer's day and i can almost see a skyline through a thickening
shroud of egos. (is this the city of angeles or demons?)
here the names are what remain: stars encapsulate the gold lame and they need
constant cleaning for when the tourists begin salivating.
you can't swim in a town this shallow - you will most assuredly drown tomorrow.
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This wasn't my favorite until a few momths back when I found the salvation of M*A*S*H.
Suicide Is Painless Cast Of M*A*S*H Movie
Through early morning fog I see
visions of the things to be
the pains that are withheld for me
I realize and I can see...
[REFRAIN]:
that suicide is painless
It brings on many changes
and I can take or leave it if I please.
[REFRAIN]
The game of life is hard to play
I'm gonna lose it anyway
The losing card I'll someday lay
so this is all I have to say.
[REFRAIN]
The sword of time will pierce our skins
It doesn't hurt when it begins
But as it works its way on in
The pain grows stronger...watch it grin, but...
[REFRAIN]
A brave man once requested me
to answer questions that are key
is it to be or not to be
and I replied 'oh why ask me?'
[REFRAIN]
That suicide is painless
it brings on many changes
and I can take or leave it if I please.
...and you can do the same thing if you please.
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This is the one which i have on MP3 and is shorter overall. (Refrain means Chorous) - I have a few good normal tunes too...
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Artist: Barenaked Ladies
If I Had A Million Dollars - Barenaked Ladies
If I had $1000000
(If I had $1000000)
I'd buy you a house
(I would buy you a house)
If I had $1000000
(If I had $1000000)
I'd buy you furniture for your house
(Maybe a nice chesterfield or an ottoman)
If I had $1000000
(If I had $1000000)
I'd buy you a K-Car
(a nice Reliant automobile)
If I had $1000000 I'd buy your love.
If I had $1000000
I'd build a tree fort in our yard
If I had $1000000
You could help, it wouldn't be that hard
If I had $1000000
Maybe we could put a refrigerator in there
Wouldn't that be fabulous
If I had $1000000
(If I had $1000000)
I'd buy you a fur coat
(but not a real fur coat that's cruel)
If I had $1000000
(If I had $1000000)
I'd buy you an exotic pet
(Like a llama or an emu)
If I had $1000000
(if I had $1000000)
I'd buy you John Merrick's remains
(All them crazy elephant bones)
If I had $1000000 I'd buy your love.
If I had $1000000
We wouldn't have to walk to the store
If I had $1000000
We'd take a limousine 'cause it costs more.
If I had $1000000
We wouldn't have to eat Kraft Dinner
But we would. We'd actually make the treefort from the
first chorus out of it. Mmm.
If I had $1000000
(If I had $1000000)
I'd buy you a green dress
(but not a real green dress, that's cruel)
If I had $1000000
(If I had $1000000)
I'd buy you some art
(a Picasso or a Garfunkel)
If I had $1000000
(If I had $1000000)
I'd buy you a monkey
(haven't you always wanted a monkey?)
If I had $1000000, If I had $1000000
If I had $1000000, If I had $1000000
I'd be rich.
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KMFDM - Drug Against War
TELEVISION, RELIGION
SOCIAL DESTRUCTION
SEX AND DRUGS
VIOLENT SEDUCTION
CRYSTAL DAWN
ECSTATIC EXPLOSION
PARENTAL ADVICE LEADS TO MENTAL EROSION
STRONGER THAN NEVER EVER BEFORE, KMFDM IS A DRUG AGAINST WAR
LINE AFTER LINE
ROUND AFTER ROUND
EMPTY SHELLS FALL TO THE GROUND
FASTER THAN LIGHTNING
HIGH AS A KITE
SONIC BOMBARDMENT
BRIGHTER THAN SUNLIGHT
NO NEED FOR NEEDLES
NO INJECTION
THE SUBSTANCE SUBSTITUTES LOVE AND AFFECTION
TOTAL SEDATION OF LONGING DESIRE
CREMATION OF SENSES IN FRIENDLY FIRE
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Kiss's Lyrics - Beth
Beth, I hear you callin’
But I can’t come home right now
Me and the boys are playin’
And we just can’t find the sound
Just a few more hours
And I’ll be right home to you
I think I hear them callin’
Oh, beth what can I do
Beth what can I do
You say you feel so empty
That our house just ain’t a home
And I’m always somewhere else
And you’re always there alone
Just a few more hours
And I’ll be right home to you
I think I hear them callin’
Oh, beth what can I do
Beth what can I do
Beth, I know you’re lonely
And I hope you’ll be alright
’cause me and the boys will be playin’
All night
"you want the best, you got the best! The hottest band in the world. KISS!"
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Sir Mix-A-Lot
Baby Got Back
Oh my god, Becky, look at her butt
It is so big
She looks like one of those rap guys girlfriends
Who understands those rap guys
They only talk to her because she looks like a total prostitute, ok?
I mean her butt
It's just so big
I can't believe it's so round
It's just out there
I mean, it's gross
Look, she's just so black
I like big butts and I can not lie
You other brothers can't deny
That when a girl walks in with an itty bitty waste
And a round thing in your face
You get sprung
Wanna pull up front
Cuz you notice that butt was stuffed
Deep in the jeans she's wearing
I'm hooked and I can't stop staring
Oh, baby I wanna get with ya
And take your picture
My homeboys tried to warn me
But with that butt you got
Me so horny
Ooh, rub all of that smooth skin
You say you wanna get in my Benz
Well use me, use me cuz you ain't that average groupy
I've seen them dancin'
The hell with romancin'
She sweat, wet, got it goin' like a turbo 'Vette
I'm tired of magazines
saying flat butt's the only thing
Take the average black man and ask him that
She gotta pack much back, so
Fellas (yeah), fellas (yeah)
Has your girlfriend got the butt (hell yeah)
Well shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it, shake that healthy butt
Baby got back
(LA face with Oakland booty)
I like'em round and big
And when I'm throwin' a gig
I just can't help myself
I'm actin like an animal
Now here's my scandal
I wanna get you home
And ugh, double ugh, ugh
I ain't talkin' bout Playboy
Cuz silicone parts were made for toys
I wannem real thick and juicy
So find that juicy double
Mixalot's in trouble
Beggin' for a piece of that bubble
So I'm lookin' at rock videos
Watchin' these bimbos walkin' like hoes
You can have them bimbos
I'll keep my women like Flo Jo
A word to the thick soul sistas
I wanna get with ya
I won't cus or hit ya
But I gotta be straight when I say I wanna fuck
Til the break of dawn
Baby, I got it goin on
A lot of pimps won't like this song
Cuz them punks like to hit it and quit it
But I'd rather stay and play
Cuz I'm long and I'm strong
And I'm down to get the friction on
So ladies (yeah), ladies (yeah)
If you wanna role in my Mercedes (yeah)
Then turn around
Stick it out
Even white boys got to shout
Baby got back
(LA face with the Oakland booty)
Yeah baby
When it comes to females
Cosmo and got nothin to do with my selection
36-24-36
Only if she's 5'3"
So your girlfriend rolls a Honda
Playin' workout tapes by Fonda
But Fonda ain't got a motor in the back of her Honda
My anaconda don't want none unless you've got buns hon
You can do side bends or sit-ups, but please don't lose that butt
Some brothers wanna play that hard role
and tell you that the butt need to go
So they toss it and leave it
And I pull up quick to retrieve it
So Cosmo says you're fat
Well I ain't down with that
Cuz your waste is small and your curves are kickin'
And I'm thinkin' bout stickin'
To the beanpole dames in the magazines
You ain't it Miss Thang
Give me a sista I can't resist her
Red beans and rice didn't miss her
Some knucklehead tried to dis
Cuz his girls were on my list
He had game but he chose to hit 'em
And pulled up quick to get with 'em
So ladies if the butt is round
And you wanna triple X throw down
Dial 1-900-mixalot and kick them nasty thoughts
Baby got back
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Massive Attack (from Matrix 1)
Dissolved girl
(Vowles, Del naja, Marshall, Sara Jay, Schwartz)
Sara Jay
Shame, such a shame
I think I kind of lost myself again
Day, yesterday
Really should be leaving but I stay
Say, say my name
I need a little love to ease the pain
I need a little love to ease the pain
It's easy to remember when it came
'Cause it feels like I've been
I've been here before
You are not my savior
But I still don't go
Feels like something
That I've done before
I could fake it
But I still want more
Fade, made to fade
Passion's overrated anyway
Say, say my name
I need a little love to ease the pain
I need a little love to ease the pain
It's easy to remember when it came
'Cause it feels like I've been
I've been here before
You are not my savior
But I still don't go, oh
I feel live something
That I've done before
I could fake it
But I still want more, oh.
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Massive Attack - Safe in Mind
don't you go to turn around
under the moon & stars
can you find where hides the love?
Breathing down your neck
someone's found a way
someone's found a way
someone's found a way
someone's found a way
someone's found a way
someone's found a way
someone's found a way
someone's found a way
i see the moon, the moon sees
all i do is twist in the breeze
someone's found a way
to break into my mind
someone's found a way
to break into my mind
someone's found a way
to break into my mind
someone's found a way
to break into my mind
(someone's found a way...)
....to break into my mind....
Aaaahhh...
Aaaahhhh...
Live's a gun that's always pointing
live's a gun that's pointing in my face
(someone's found a way...)
(someone's found a way...)
(someone's found a way...)
(someone's found a way...)
Aaaahhh...
(someone's found a way...)
(someone's found a way...)
(someone's found a way...)
Aaaahhhh...
(someone's found a way...)
(someone's found a way...)
(someone's found a way...)
Aaaahhh...
Someone's found a way...
Someone's found a way...
Aaaahhh...
Someone's found a way...
Someone's found a way...
(to break into my mind...)
(to break into my mind...)
I like...
The street, the smells
the sense of the underworld
sometimes you come face to face with yourself
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i like some of the old Blink stuff, like Dammit :
Blink 182
Dammit
It's alright|To tell me
What you think|about me
I won't try|to argue
Or hold this|against you
I know that|you're leaving
You must have|your reasons
The seasons|is calling
And your pictures are falling down
The steps that|I retrace
The sad look|on your face
The timing|and structure
Did you hear|he fucked her
A day late|a buck short
I'm writing|the report
On losing|and failing
When I loose|I'm flailing now
And it happened once again
I turned to a friend
someone that understands and sees thru the master plan
and when everybody's gone
I've been here for to long
To face this on my own, and I guess this is growing up
And maybe|I'll see you
At a movie|A sneak preview
You'll show up|and walk by
On the arm|of that guy
And I'll smile|and you'll wave
We'll pretend it's ok
The charade|it won't last
When he's gone|I won't come back
And it happened once again
You turned to a friend
someone that understands and sees thru the master plan
and when everybody's gone
And you've been here for to long
To face this on your own, and I guess this is growing up
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Make It Last by Stroke 9
the fire flickers out, making movies on her skin
and in the embers she remembers all the places that she's been
four letter words fly from her mouth
she thinks she's breaking ground
time takes it's toll, she feels his soul
in everything and I say
the way that you feel now
it's cool as long as I know
the way it's gonna be
make it last for an hour
we'll never feel this way again
make it all that you want
and everything that I need
the booze reaches her blood
she forgets his name
the wood has turned to coal
but our desire feeds the flame
will we surrender to the night?
or will our conscience win the fight?
she won't regress, but can't confess
that everything's alright and I say
the way that you feel now
it's cool as long as I know
the way it's gonna be
it's gonna take more
where we're gonna go...
make it last for an hour
we'll never feel this way again
make it all that you want
and everything that I need
make it last make it last 'cause you're not making me
any promises, make it last
make the best of what you see
you give to me what I need to see.
you can't feed my imagination
you give to me what I need to see, it's a twisted fascination
it feels so good to make it through the cold
but you know that he'll
close all the doors just close 'em all
for the rest of time
make it last for an hour
we'll never feel this way again
make it all that you want
and everything that I need
make it last make it last 'cause you're not making me
any promises, make it last
make the best of what you see
(repeat and fade...)
-Pete
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Foto's Van Vandaag
by Acda en De Munnik
Ik zag me zelf oud vannacht
Ik wist dat ik het kon
Ik had een huis gebouwd voor haar en alle prijzen die ik won
Alle vrienden die ik kwijt was nu juist nog een voor een gebeld
En daarna had ik op Internet een cadeau voor haar besteld
We konden eindelijk op vakantie, wist niet waarheen maar toch het mocht
Ik had het geld, de tijd, de vrijheid alleen het land niet uitgezocht
Ik had het allermooiste leven
Sliep op een goud gestikt matras
Alleen nergens had ik foto's, foto's van vandaag
Nergens had ik foto's uit die tijd
Dat ze gelukkig was
Ik wil nieuwe foto's graag
Ik wil een foto van hoe mooi het was
Ik wil een foto van vandaag
Foto's bij een zee ofzo
Of van jou alvast met dat cadeau
Ik wil foto's van hoe mooi het was vandaag
Dat ze gelukkig was
Als ik oud word en dat word ik
Dat voel ik elke dag
Dan wil ik een oude lange neger zijn, een bluesman met een lach
Maar ik zag mezelf oud vannacht
Was nou niet bepaald mijn held
Maar het ergste nog van alles was, dat nergens had ik foto's
Nergens had ik foto's van waar wel dat ze gelukkig was
Ik wil nieuwe foto's graag
Ik wil een foto van hoe mooi het was
Ik wil foto's van vandaag
Foto's bij een zee ofzo
Of van jou alvast met dat cadeau
Ik wil foto's van hoe mooi het was vandaag
Dat ze gelukkig was
Foto's bij een zee ofzo
Of van jou alvast met dat cadeau
Ik wil foto's van hoe mooi ze was vandaag
Dat ze gelukkig was
Cheers
Marcos
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Originally posted by Van HoolioCurrently,
"Shake That Monkey" by Too Short featuring Lil' John
TOO $HORT LYRICS
"Shake That Monkey"
(feat. Lil' Jon)
[Lil' Jon]
Put a hump in ya back and shake ya rump (HEY!) [4x]
Lets go!
[everyone (2x)]
Bounce dat ass up and down to da flo
Shake that sh-t till you cant no mo'
Twirk that monkey let me see ya get low
Freak that nigga till ya sh-t get sore
[Too Short]
Bounce that ass till ya cant no mo'
Make ya ass touch the flo'
Like ya legs are broke
Take that bid ol' booty girl and scrub the ground
You can do it up and down
Or round n round
As long as that pu--y aint stiff
Dance and make all the niggas look at that sh-t
Like ya strip at a club in the ATL
Lil bitch tore it up and started raisin hell
I remember magic city before the freak nik
Before the police started all that weak sh-t
All the big hoes...Get loose wit it
All the skinny hoes let Bruce Bruce hit it
Let a nigga f-ck tonight
Damn right bitch...f-ck my wife
You my slut for life
You know all i do...is count that cash
I wont charge you as long as you bounce dat ass
[chorus]
Bitch..Bitch..Shake that monkey
I bet she cant wiggle like that wit a d-ck in her
Have a move tha booty contest and pick a winner
When she runnin
You never see the hoe come in last
So fast, she gotta 454 on dat ass
Ya never gonna win that race
Put on a seatbelt dont let her sit on ya face
She might kill you in the mornin at 2:14
Doin the p-ssy pop like she from New Orleans
Its been a while more than 10 years past
When ya close ya eyes you can still see her ass
When mommy used to dance like that
Bouncin that ass wit her hands on her back
I saw a grandmomma do it wit a baby in her arm
Put a hand on her car and started swangin it hard
Every nigga in the party wanna get wit the bitch
Look like she was f-ckin an invisible d-ck
[chorus]
You dont have to be naked to dance like a stripper
Just wiggle that tail like your name is flipper
Do it like a dophin on top of the water
Take it down to the ground, and pop it harder
Youve been hangin round them pimps again
She gangsta walkin like she Memphis 10
Get it girl i like the way you bounce
U must of learned that deep down way in the south
U from the west coast where you learn to do that dance
Im bout to stick my d-ck through the back of your pants
I woundnt pass up a chance to rip your cheeks
All in that ass, ya limpin for a week
Now all that booty, is that for me?
Its lookin so fat, we at the party
Lets hit the bar and drink
Tequila shots
Find a spot on tha floor let me see it drop!
[chorus]
[2x]
Now put yo ass on his d-ck
Let him know you da baddest lil bitch
Put ya hand on ya cl-t
Ask him do he like that sh-t
The way you move your butt
All he wanna do is f-ck
Outside him and you in the truck
Sex so good you cant do it enough
Bounce dat ass bitch [3x]
Show the love in the house
Shake that monkey hoe [until song it over]
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Currently,
"Shake That Monkey" by Too Short featuring Lil' John
TOO $HORT LYRICS
"Shake That Monkey"
(feat. Lil' Jon)
[Lil' Jon]
Put a hump in ya back and shake ya rump (HEY!) [4x]
Lets go!
[everyone (2x)]
Bounce dat ass up and down to da flo
Shake that sh-t till you cant no mo'
Twirk that monkey let me see ya get low
Freak that nigga till ya sh-t get sore
[Too Short]
Bounce that ass till ya cant no mo'
Make ya ass touch the flo'
Like ya legs are broke
Take that bid ol' booty girl and scrub the ground
You can do it up and down
Or round n round
As long as that pu--y aint stiff
Dance and make all the niggas look at that sh-t
Like ya strip at a club in the ATL
Lil bitch tore it up and started raisin hell
I remember magic city before the freak nik
Before the police started all that weak sh-t
All the big hoes...Get loose wit it
All the skinny hoes let Bruce Bruce hit it
Let a nigga f-ck tonight
Damn right bitch...f-ck my wife
You my slut for life
You know all i do...is count that cash
I wont charge you as long as you bounce dat ass
[chorus]
Bitch..Bitch..Shake that monkey
I bet she cant wiggle like that wit a d-ck in her
Have a move tha booty contest and pick a winner
When she runnin
You never see the hoe come in last
So fast, she gotta 454 on dat ass
Ya never gonna win that race
Put on a seatbelt dont let her sit on ya face
She might kill you in the mornin at 2:14
Doin the p-ssy pop like she from New Orleans
Its been a while more than 10 years past
When ya close ya eyes you can still see her ass
When mommy used to dance like that
Bouncin that ass wit her hands on her back
I saw a grandmomma do it wit a baby in her arm
Put a hand on her car and started swangin it hard
Every nigga in the party wanna get wit the bitch
Look like she was f-ckin an invisible d-ck
[chorus]
You dont have to be naked to dance like a stripper
Just wiggle that tail like your name is flipper
Do it like a dophin on top of the water
Take it down to the ground, and pop it harder
Youve been hangin round them pimps again
She gangsta walkin like she Memphis 10
Get it girl i like the way you bounce
U must of learned that deep down way in the south
U from the west coast where you learn to do that dance
Im bout to stick my d-ck through the back of your pants
I woundnt pass up a chance to rip your cheeks
All in that ass, ya limpin for a week
Now all that booty, is that for me?
Its lookin so fat, we at the party
Lets hit the bar and drink
Tequila shots
Find a spot on tha floor let me see it drop!
[chorus]
[2x]
Now put yo ass on his d-ck
Let him know you da baddest lil bitch
Put ya hand on ya cl-t
Ask him do he like that sh-t
The way you move your butt
All he wanna do is f-ck
Outside him and you in the truck
Sex so good you cant do it enough
Bounce dat ass bitch [3x]
Show the love in the house
Shake that monkey hoe [until song it over]
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Guest repliedHow about a nice festive holiday song?
Fairytale of New York by The Pogues
It was Christmas Eve babe
In the drunk tank
An old man said to me, won't see another one
And then he sang a song
The Rare Old Mountain Dew
I turned my face away
And dreamed about you
Got on a lucky one
Came in eighteen to one
I've got a feeling
This year's for me and you
So happy Christmas
I love you baby
I can see a better time
When all our dreams come true
They've got cars big as bars
They've got rivers of gold
But the wind goes right through you
It's no place for the old
When you first took my hand
On a cold Christmas Eve
You promised me
Broadway was waiting for me
You were handsome
You were pretty
Queen of New York City
When the band finished playing
They howled out for more
Sinatra was swinging,
All the drunks they were singing
We kissed on a corner
Then danced through the night
The boys of the NYPD choir
Were singing "Galway Bay"
And the bells were ringing out
For Christmas day
You're a bum
You're a punk
You're an old slut on junk
Lying there almost dead on a drip in that bed
You scumbag, you maggot
You cheap lousy faggot
Happy Christmas your arse
I pray God it's our last
The boys of the NYPD choir
Were singing "Galway Bay"
And the bells were ringing out
For Christmas day
I could have been someone
Well so could anyone
You took my dreams from me
When I first found you
I kept them with me babe
I put them with my own
Can't make it all alone
I've built my dreams around you
The boys of the NYPD choir
Were singing "Galway Bay"
And the bells were ringing out
For Christmas day
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