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first circle of the inferno
Jul 2001
time: 05:25
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Blame by KoRn
So I think you are a fool
Hanging on my every word
It's getting ugly
So I'm ugly
Tear me from your heart
Tearing me apart
So I thought you'd disapear
Being alone is what you fear
Are you lonely?
Yes lonely
Tear me from your heart
Tearing me apart
Rolling, and throwing, consoling
Everything that goes this far
Joking and hoping, revolting
All that **** that's who you are
Holding, and scolding, revolving
Peel it back, reveal the scar
Loathing, exploding, controlling
This is what you really are
The time is coming
gone insane
You're really happy
Won the game
The time is coming
A bed of flames
Your life is over and you're to blame
The time is coming
You've gone insane
You're feeling happy
You've won the game
The time is coming
A bed of flames
Your life is over and you're to blame
Rolling, and throwing, consoling
Everything that goes this far
Joking and hoping, revolting
All that **** that's who you are
Holding, and scolding, revolving
Peel it back, reveal the scar
Loathing, exploding, controlling
This is what you really are
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August Borms
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Antwerpen
Nov 2000
time: 06:25
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Ik Hou Van U (Noordkaap)
Refrein:
We waren bijna echt vergeten
Hoe schoon de zomer wel kan zijn
Zonder zorgen en zonder regen
Hoe schoon de zomer hier kan zijn
We waren uit het oog verloren
Hoe warm een weiland wel kan zijn
Open de vensters en open de ogen
En zie hoe schoon de zomers zijn
Ik hou van u, ik hou van u, ik hou van u
Ik hou van u, ik hou van u, ik hou van u
Geef me een kus, geef me een kus
Geef me een kus en vlug voor de laatste bus
Refrein
Ik hou van u, ik hou van u, ik hou van u
Ja, ik hou van u, ik hou van u, ik hou van u
Ik hou van u, ik hou van u, ik hou van u
Ja, ik hou van u, ja, ik hou van u, ik hou van u
Geef me een kus, geef me een kus
Geef me een kus en vlug voor de laatste bus
Geef me een kus, geef me een kus
Geef me een kus en vlug voor de laatste bus
Ik hou van u, ik hou van u, ik hou van u
Oh, ik hou van u, ik hou van u, ik hou van u
Lalala …
Geef me een kus
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SlowwHand
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of The Cooler
Sep 1999
time: 23:25
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Runnin' Through The Fire
I got smokestack lightning
Runnin’ right thru my veins
Trouble hangin’ round my neck
Like a ball & chain
Gotta be more than this to
Being alive
Everyday just spittin’ out nine to five
Every night runnin’ all over this town
Comin’ home feelin’ no pain
I got a hunger and cold desire
Someday it’s gonna take me
higher
just another small flame
runnin’ thru the fire
just another small flame
runnin’ thru the fire
runnin thru the fire….it’s
gonna get hot
runnin’ thru the fire…ready
or not
runnin’ thru the fire…any
way your turn
runnin’ thru the fire….your
gonna get burned
I’m rollin’ down the alleyway
Headin’ for the neon lights
I got a soul full of stuggle
And I need a little mercy
Tonight
This world’s asking just a little
Too much
Honey I need a lovin’ tender touch
Just move your body close to mine
Make everything alright
I got a hunger and cold desire
Someday it’s gonna take me higher
Just another small flame
runnin’ thru the fire
just another small flame
runnin’ thru the fire
runnin thru the fire….it’s
gonna get hot
runnin’ thru the fire…ready
or not
runnin’ thru the fire…any
way your turn
runnin’ thru the fire….your
gonna get burned
(solo) X2
runnin thru the fire….it’s
gonna get hot
runnin’ thru the fire…ready
or not
runnin’ thru the fire…any
way your turn
runnin’ thru the fire….your
gonna get burned
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Tender Years
When the moon hung soft and low,
Catchin' stardust in the light
You held me closer and closer
There was magic in the night
A sweet love song, a melody
that I still can recall
Two young hearts filled with dreams
To walk away with it all
Whoa, whoa tender years
Won't you wash away my tears
How I wish you were here
Please don't go, tender years
A summer love, a beach romance
Sought her kisses in the sand
Two young hearts filled with fire
Lost in never-neverland. 
Whoa, whoa tender years
Won't you wash away my tears
How I wish you were here
Please don't go, tender years
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On The Dark Side
The dark side's callin' now, nothin' is real
She'll never know just how I feel
From out of the shadows she walks like a dream
Makes me feel crazy, makes me feel so mean
Ain't nothin' gonna save you from a love that's blind
When you slip to the dark side you cross that line
On the dark side, oh yeah
On the dark side, oh yeah
Repeat
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SlowwHand
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of The Cooler
Sep 1999
time: 23:25
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Timeless
Herbie Hancock
[Chorus: Guru]
This is history right here in the makin
So call this timeless
And we're bound to keep your mind elevatin
So this here is timeless
This is pure original innovation
So call this timeless
This is somethin to give you inspiration
So this here is timeless
[Guru]
Timeless, priceless, survive any crisis
Born to carry on, now we on just like this
It's quite crisp, the way the tune hits your stereo
These two brothers right here gettin props, everywhere we go
More potent than any herbal essence
Ill grooves verbal lessons
Dominant, prominant, eternal blessings
Never underestimate the weight of the force
It's actual, classical, natural resource
Plus we manage to tear down and damage
any walls they try to place around us on this planet
I never slack I never lack cause I'm your highness
And this type of thing right here kid is timeless
[Chorus]
[Guru]
Just caught the fresh-cut baldie, my peoples call me
Guru, the man, yes the one with all the
J-A-Z-Z, Y type essence
Deep type lessons, the sun moon crescent
Divine perspective, of the life we live
Our time is collective, of this music we give
Through the errors of our colorful struggle
comes the strength of a people so powerful, so thorough
Enough to be diamond-like, despite dirty conditions
Check how we put it down, respect this worth rendition
Never before, have you felt such energy
The flyest combo, so feel our chemistry
[Chorus]
[Guru]
Feast your eyes as I uniquely surmise
+Jazzmatazz+ represents real deep ties
Traditional, almost ritual is my lyrical
Soon your spirit will become more concious when you hear it you'll
give it up for our +Streetsoul+
We reach y'all, we're addin on just like a sequel
Been down and up, so I'm roundin up
mad troops new recruits O.G.'s and up
Me and my right hand man Mr. Hancock make landmarks
In foreign terrortories true warriors, stand tough
Two livin legends with the gifts of seven
Grab your glass as we pour one more sip of heaven
[Chorus]
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devilmunchkin
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first circle of the inferno
Jul 2001
time: 05:25
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Paul Elstak - Love You More
you can make the sun turn purple
you can make the seeds unfertile
but you know you could never make me love you more
you can turn wine into water
and sadness into laughter
but you know you could never make me love you more
let the suns fall down
let the leaves turn brown
so you know you could never make me love you more
let the rainwood die
let the wells run dry
so you know you could never make me love you more
It's My Birthday by The Vandals
It's my brithday and I'll do what I want to
F*ck you it's my birthday
Special holiday only for me
So do what I say
I'ts my party and I can cry if I want to, only
F*ck you, it's not your birthday
So do what I say ok
For 24 hours your wishing me well
364 days I'm in hell
oh well
Happy birthday to me
Happy birthday to me
Leave me alone on my birthday
I'm gonna dance 10 times on my birthday
No tip, it's my birthday so do what I say
Thanks mom didn't have an abortion,
Or my birthday wouldn't be today
But I guess it's my good fortune
My birthday's today ok
For 24 hours your wishing me well
364 days I'm in hell, oh well
Happy Birthday to me
Happy Birthday to me
(spank me, spank me, spank me, spank me, spank me, spank me)
Oh well, happy birthday to me
Happy birthday to--
Can't believe you forgot my birthday
It's my birthday and you're wreckin it
No it's just like any other day ya didn't do what I say
How could you forget my birthday
That's really immature
F*ck you, for forgettin' my birthday
Ya didn't do what I say today
24 hours of no wishin well
Now 365 days I'm in hell oh well
Happy Birthday to me
Happy happy birthday to me,
Happy Birthday to me!
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The leaves that are green turn to brown
Jul 2001
time: 15:25
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I just bought a CD of traditional Irish music. I'd forgotten how much I liked it.
Molly Malone
Traditional
In Dublin's fair city, where the girls are so pretty,
I first set my eye on sweet Molly Malone
As she wheeled her wheelbarrow through streets broad and narrow
Crying "Cockles and mussels, alive alive-o!"
Chorus:
Alive, alive-o,
Alive, alive-o,
Crying "Cockles and mussels, alive alive-o!"
She was a fishmonger, but sure 'twas no wonder,
For so were her mother and father before.
And they both wheeled their barrow through streets broad and narrow,
Crying "Cockles and mussels, alive alive-o!"
Chorus
She died of a fever, and no-one could save her,
And that was the end of sweet Molly Malone.
But her ghost wheels her barrow through streets broad and narrow
Crying "Cockles and mussels, alive alive-o!"
Chorus
Fiddler's Green
As I roved by the dockside on evening so rare
To view the still waters and take the salt air
I heard an old fisherman singing this song
O take me away boys my time is not long
Dress me up in me oilskin and jumper
No more on the docks I'll be seen
Just tell me old shipmates
I'm taking a trip, mates
And I'll see them someday in Fiddler's Green
Now Fiddler's Green is a place I've heard tell
Where fishermen go when they don't go to Hell
Where the weather is fair and the dolphins do play
And the cold coast of Greenland is far, far away
The sky's always clear and there's never a gale
And the fish jump on board with a flip of their tail
You can lie at your leisure, there's no work to do
And the skipper's below making tea for the crew
And when you're in dock and the long trip is thru
There's pubs and there's clubs, and there's lassies there too
Now the girls are all pretty and the beer is all free
And there's bottles of rum hanging from every tree
I don't want a harp or a halo, not me
Just give me a breeze and a good rolling sea
And I'll play me old squeeze box as we sail along
When the wind's in the rigging to sing me this song
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SlowwHand
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of The Cooler
Sep 1999
time: 23:25
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What may seem an odd choice for Mother's Day.
Motherless Children
Eric Clapton
Motherless children have a hard time when mother is dead, lord.
Motherless children have a hard time when mother is dead, lord.
They don't have anywhere to go;
Wandering around from door to door.
Nobody treats you like a mother will when your mother is dead, lord.
Father will do the best he can when your mother is dead, lord.
Father will do the best he can when your mother is dead, lord.
Father will do the best he can;
So many things a father can't understand.
Nobody treats you like a mother will when your mother is dead, lord.
Sister will do the best she can when your mother is dead, lord.
Sister will do the best she can when your mother is dead, lord.
Sister will do the best she can;
So many things a sister can't understand.
Nobody treats you like a mother will when your mother is dead.
When your mother is dead, when your mother is dead.
When your mother is dead, Lord, when your mother is dead.
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SlowwHand
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of The Cooler
Sep 1999
time: 23:25
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Drunken Hearted Boy
The Allman Brothers Band
Well, yes, people I am a poor, drunken hearted boy.
Well, yeah, people I am a poor, drunken hearted boy.
I have a whole ocean of trouble,
And just a little, half pint of joy.
I drink because I'm worried, I don't drink because I'm dry.
I know if I keep on drinkin, I'm liable to drink away my life.
But that's alright.
Baby, bring me another half-a-pint,
I'm trying to drown these blues, yes I am.
People if you had my trouble,
Baby, I know you'd be drinkin too.
Alright.
Baby, bring me some Old Grandad's 100 proof.
Don't play like that man, you'll make me thirsty.
Oh, Lord.
Baby, if I keep on drinkin, I know I can't last too long.
Woman, if I keep on drinkin, people ya know I can't last too long.
That's alright, cause when I'm dead and buried,
Please think about me when you hear this song.
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SlowwHand
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of The Cooler
Sep 1999
time: 23:25
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The Twelfth Of Never
(Written by Paul Francis Webster and Jerry Livingston)
You ask me how much I need you, must I explain?
I need you, oh my darling, like roses need rain
You ask how long I'll love you, I'll tell you true
Until the Twelfth of Never, I'll still be loving you
Hold me close, never let me go
Hold me close, melt my heart like April snow
I'll love you 'til the bluebells forget to bloom
I'll love you 'til the clover has lost its perfume
I'll love you 'til the poets run out of rhyme
Until the Twelfth of Never and that's a long, long time
Until the Twelfth of Never and that's a long, long time
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When Sunny Gets Blue
Words by Jack Segal and Music by Marvin Fisher
When Sunny gets blue, her eyes get gray and cloudy
Then the rain begins to fall
Pitter-patter, pitter-patter, love is gone so what can matter?
No sweet lovin' man comes to call
When Sunny gets blue, she breathes a sigh of sadness
Like the wind that stirs the trees
Wind that sets the leaves to swayin' like some violins are playin'
Weird and haunting melodies
People used to love to-o-o hear her laugh, see her smile
That's how she got her name
Since that sad affair she's lost her smile, changed her style
Somehow she's not the same
But mem'ries will fade and pretty dreams will rise up
Where her other dreams fell through
Hurry, new love, hurry here to kiss away each lonely tear
And hold her near when Sunny gets blue
Hurry, new love, hurry here to kiss away each lonely tear
And hold her near when Sunny gets blue
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SlowwHand
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of The Cooler
Sep 1999
time: 23:25
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SEE YOU IN SEPTEMBER
THE HAPPENINGS
I'll be alone each and every night
While you're away, don't forget to write
Bye-bye, so long, farewell
Bye-bye, so long
See you in September
See you when the summer's through
Here we are (bye, baby, goodbye)
Saying goodbye at the station (bye, baby, goodbye)
Summer vacation (bye, baby bye, baby)
Is taking you away (bye, baby, goodbye)
Have a good time but remember
There is danger in the summer moon above
Will I see you in September
Or lose you to a summer love
(counting the days 'til I'll be with you)
(counting the hours and the minutes, too)
Bye, baby, goodbye
Bye, baby, goodbye
Bye, baby, goodbye (bye-bye, so long, farewell)
Bye, baby, goodbye (bye-bye, so long)
Have a good time but remember
There is danger in the summer moon above
Will I see you in September
Or lose you to a summer love
(I'll be alone each and every night)
(While you're away, don't forget to write)
See you (bye-bye, so long, farewell)
In September (bye-bye, so long, farewell)
I'm hopin' I'll
See you (bye-bye, so long, farewell)
In September (bye-bye, so long, farewell)
Well, maybe I'll
See you (bye-bye, so long, farewell)
In September (bye-bye, so long, farewell)
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SlowwHand
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of The Cooler
Sep 1999
time: 23:25
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Brownsville Girl
Well, there was this movie I seen one time,
About a man riding 'cross the desert and it starred Gregory Peck.
He was shot down by a hungry kid trying to make a name for himself.
The townspeople wanted to crush that kid down and string him up by the neck.
Well, the marshal, now he beat that kid to a bloody pulp
as the dying gunfighter lay in the sun and gasped for his last breath.
Turn him loose, let him go, let him say he outdrew me fair and square,
I want him to feel what it's like to every moment face his death.
Well, I keep seeing this stuff and it just comes a-rolling in
And you know it blows right through me like a ball and chain.
You know I can't believe we've lived so long and are still so far apart.
The memory of you keeps callin' after me like a rollin' train.
I can still see the day that you came to me on the painted desert
In your busted down Ford and your platform heels
I could never figure out why you chose that particular place to meet
Ah, but you were right. It was perfect as I got in behind the wheel.
Well, we drove that car all night into San Anton'
And we slept near the Alamo, your skin was so tender and soft.
Way down in Mexico you went out to find a doctor and you never came back.
I would have gone on after you but I didn't feel like letting my head get blown off.
Well, we're drivin' this car and the sun is comin' up over the Rockies,
Now I know she ain't you but she's here and she's got that dark rhythm in her soul.
But I'm too over the edge and I ain't in the mood anymore to remember the times when I was your only man
And she don't want to remind me. She knows this car would go out of control.
Brownsville girl with your Brownsville curls, teeth like pearls shining like the moon above
Brownsville girl, show me all around the world, Brownsville girl, you're my honey love.
Well, we crossed the panhandle and then we headed towards Amarillo
We pulled up where Henry Porter used to live. He owned a wreckin' lot outside of town about a mile.
Ruby was in the backyard hanging clothes, she had her red hair tied back. She saw us come rolling up in a trail of dust.
She said, "Henry ain't here but you can come on in, he'll be back in a little while."
Then she told us how times were tough and about how she was thinkin' of bummin' a ride back to where she started.
But ya know, she changed the subject every time money came up.
She said, "Welcome to the land of the living dead." You could tell she was so broken-hearted.
She said, "Even the swap meets around here are getting pretty corrupt."
"How far are y'all going?" Ruby asked us with a sigh.
"We're going all the way 'til the wheels fall off and burn,
'Til the sun peels the paint and the seat covers fade and the water moccasin dies."
Ruby just smiled and said, "Ah, you know some babies never learn."
Something about that movie though, well I just can't get it out of my head
But I can't remember why I was in it or what part I was supposed to play.
All I remember about it was Gregory Peck and the way people moved
And a lot of them seemed to be lookin' my way.
Brownsville girl with your Brownsville curls, teeth like pearls shining like the moon above
Brownsville girl, show me all around the world, Brownsville girl, you're my honey love.
Well, they were looking for somebody with a pompadour.
I was crossin' the street when shots rang out.
I didn't know whether to duck or to run, so I ran.
"We got him cornered in the churchyard," I heard somebody shout.
Well, you saw my picture in the Corpus Christi Tribune. Underneath it, it said, "A man with no alibi."
You went out on a limb to testify for me, you said I was with you.
Then when I saw you break down in front of the judge and cry real tears,
It was the best acting I saw anybody do.
Now I've always been the kind of person that doesn't like to trespass but sometimes you just find yourself over the line.
Oh if there's an original thought out there, I could use it right now.
You know, I feel pretty good, but that ain't sayin' much. I could feel a whole lot better,
If you were just here by my side to show me how.
Well, I'm standin' in line in the rain to see a movie starring Gregory Peck,
Yeah, but you know it's not the one that I had in mind.
He's got a new one out now, I don't even know what it's about
But I'll see him in anything so I'll stand in line.
Brownsville girl with your Brownsville curls, teeth like pearls shining like the moon above
Brownsville girl, show me all around the world, Brownsville girl, you're my honey love.
You know, it's funny how things never turn out the way you had 'em planned.
The only thing we knew for sure about Henry Porter is that his name wasn't Henry Porter.
And you know there was somethin' about you baby that I liked that was always too good for this world
Just like you always said there was something about me you liked that I left behind in the French Quarter.
Strange how people who suffer together have stronger connections than people who are most content.
I don't have any regrets, they can talk about me plenty when I'm gone.
You always said people don't do what they believe in, they just do what's most convenient, then they repent.
And I always said, "Hang on to me, baby, and let's hope that the roof stays on."
There was a movie I seen one time, I think I sat through it twice.
I don't remember who I was or where I was bound.
All I remember about it was it starred Gregory Peck, he wore a gun and he was shot in the back.
Seems like a long time ago, long before the stars were torn down.
Brownsville girl with your Brownsville curls, teeth like pearls shining like the moon above
Brownsville girl, show me all around the world, Brownsville girl, you're my honey love.
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Hurricane
Pistol shots ring out in the barroom night
Enter Patty Valentine from the upper hall.
She sees the bartender in a pool of blood,
Cries out, "My God, they killed them all!"
Here comes the story of the Hurricane,
The man the authorities came to blame
For somethin' that he never done.
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
The champion of the world.
Three bodies lyin' there does Patty see
And another man named Bello, movin' around mysteriously.
"I didn't do it," he says, and he throws up his hands
"I was only robbin' the register, I hope you understand.
I saw them leavin'," he says, and he stops
"One of us had better call up the cops."
And so Patty calls the cops
And they arrive on the scene with their red lights flashin'
In the hot New Jersey night.
Meanwhile, far away in another part of town
Rubin Carter and a couple of friends are drivin' around.
Number one contender for the middleweight crown
Had no idea what kinda **** was about to go down
When a cop pulled him over to the side of the road
Just like the time before and the time before that.
In Paterson that's just the way things go.
If you're black you might as well not show up on the street
'Less you wanna draw the heat.
Alfred Bello had a partner and he had a rap for the cops.
Him and Arthur Dexter Bradley were just out prowlin' around
He said, "I saw two men runnin' out, they looked like middleweights
They jumped into a white car with out-of-state plates."
And Miss Patty Valentine just nodded her head.
Cop said, "Wait a minute, boys, this one's not dead"
So they took him to the infirmaryAnd though this man could hardly see
They told him that he could identify the guilty men.
Four in the mornin' and they haul Rubin in,
Take him to the hospital and they bring him upstairs.
The wounded man looks up through his one dyin' eye
Says, "Wha'd you bring him in here for? He ain't the guy!"
Yes, here's the story of the Hurricane,
The man the authorities came to blame
For somethin' that he never done.
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
The champion of the world.
Four months later, the ghettos are in flame,
Rubin's in South America, fightin' for his name
While Arthur Dexter Bradley's still in the robbery game
And the cops are puttin' the screws to him, lookin' for somebody to blame.
"Remember that murder that happened in a bar?"
"Remember you said you saw the getaway car?"
"You think you'd like to play ball with the law?"
"Think it might-a been that fighter that you saw runnin' that night?"
"Don't forget that you are white."
Arthur Dexter Bradley said, "I'm really not sure."
Cops said, "A poor boy like you could use a break
We got you for the motel job and we're talkin' to your friend Bello
Now you don't wanta have to go back to jail, be a nice fellow.
You'll be doin' society a favor.
That sonofa***** is brave and gettin' braver.
We want to put his ass in stir
We want to pin this triple murder on him
He ain't no Gentleman Jim.
"Rubin could take a man out with just one punch
But he never did like to talk about it all that much.
It's my work, he'd say, and I do it for pay
And when it's over I'd just as soon go on my way
Up to some paradise
Where the trout streams flow and the air is nice
And ride a horse along a trail.
But then they took him to the jail house
Where they try to turn a man into a mouse.
All of Rubin's cards were marked in advance
The trial was a pig-circus, he never had a chance.
The judge made Rubin's witnesses drunkards from the slums
To the white folks who watched he was a revolutionary bum
And to the black folks he was just a crazy nigger.
No one doubted that he pulled the trigger.
And though they could not produce the gun,
The D.A. said he was the one who did the deed
And the all-white jury agreed.
Rubin Carter was falsely tried.The crime was murder "one," guess who testified?
Bello and Bradley and they both baldly lied
And the newspapers, they all went along for the ride.
How can the life of such a man
Be in the palm of some fool's hand?
To see him obviously framed
Couldn't help but make me feel ashamed to live in a land
Where justice is a game.
Now all the criminals in their coats and their ties
Are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise
While Rubin sits like Buddha in a ten-foot cell
An innocent man in a living hell.
That's the story of the Hurricane,
But it won't be over till they clear his name
And give him back the time he's done.
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
The champion of the world.
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Masters of War
Come you masters of war
You that build all the guns
You that build the death planes
You that build the big bombs
You that hide behind walls
You that hide behind desks
I just want you to know
I can see through your masks
You that never done nothin'
But build to destroy
You play with my world
Like it's your little toy
You put a gun in my hand
And you hide from my eyes
And you turn and run farther
When the fast bullets fly
Like Judas of old
You lie and deceive
A world war can be won
You want me to believe
But I see through your eyes
And I see through your brain
Like I see through the water
That runs down my drain
You fasten the triggers
For the others to fire
Then you set back and watch
When the death count gets higher
You hide in your mansion
As young people's blood
Flows out of their bodies
And is buried in the mud
You've thrown the worst fear
That can ever be hurled
Fear to bring children
Into the world
For threatening my baby
Unborn and unnamed
You ain't worth the blood
That runs in your veins
How much do I know
To talk out of turn
You might say that I'm young
You might say I'm unlearned
But there's one thing I know
Though I'm younger than you
Even Jesus would never
Forgive what you do
Let me ask you one question
Is your money that good
Will it buy you forgiveness
Do you think that it could
I think you will find
When your death takes its toll
All the money you made
Will never buy back your soul
And I hope that you die
And your death'll come soon
I will follow your casket
In the pale afternoon
And I'll watch while you're lowered
Down to your deathbed
And I'll stand o'er your grave
'Til I'm sure that you're dead
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looking for a saviour in these dirty streets
Jul 2000
time: 05:25
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Driftwood
Everything is open
Nothing is set in stone
Rivers turn to oceans
Oceans tide you home
Home is where the heart is
But your heart had to roam
Drifting over bridges
Never to return
Watching bridges burn
You're driftwood floating underwater
Breaking into pieces, pieces, pieces
Just driftwood, hollow and of no use
Waterfalls will find you, bind you, grind you
Nobody is an island
Everyone had to go
Pillars turn to butter
Butterflying low
Low is where your heart is
But your heart has to grow
Drifting under bridges
Never with the flow
And you really didn't think it would happen
But it really is the end of the line
So I'm sorry that you've turned to driftwood
But you've been drifting for a long, long time
Everywhere there's trouble
Nowhere's safe to go
Pushes turn to shovels
Shovelling the snow
Frozen you have chosen
The path you wish to go
Drifting now forever
And forever more
Until you reach your shore
You're driftwood floating underwater
Breaking into pieces, pieces, pieces
Just driftwood, hollow and of no use
Waterfalls will find you, bind you, grind you
And you really didn't think it would happen
But it really is the end of the line
So I'm sorry that you've turned to driftwood
But you've been drifting for a long, long time
You've been drifting, for a long, long
Drifting for a long, long time
Why Does It Always Rain On Me?
I can't sleep tonight
everybody's saying everything is alright
still I can't close my eyes
I'm seeing a tunnel at the end of all of these lights
sunny days, where have you gone?
I get the strangest feeling you belong
chorus
why does it always rain on me?
is it because I lied when I was seventeen?
why does it always rain on me?
even when the sun is shining
I can't avoid the lightning
I can't stand myself
I'm being held up by invisible men
still life on a shelf when
I've got my mind on something else
sunny days, oh where have you gone
I get the strangest feeling you belong
why does it always rain on me?
is it because I lied when I was seventeen?
why does it always rain on me?
even when the sun is shining
I can't avoid the lightning
oh where did the blue sky go?
oh why is it raining so cold?
s so cold
why does it always rain on me?
is it because I lied when I was seventeen?
why does it always rain on me?
even when the sun is shining
I can't avoid the lightning
why does it always rain on me?
why does it always rain on
The Last Laugh (Of The Laughter)
When the laughter fade away
Ma vie
Tout ma vie
When there's nothing left to say
Ma vie
My oh my
It's the last laugh of the laughter
Sur la dernier page du chapitre
On the last day of the year
Ma vie
Tout ma vie
When the spotlight fade away
Ma vie
C'est la vie
When the blue skies turns to grey
Ma vie
Tout ma vie
It's the last laugh of the laughter
Sur la dernier page du chapitre
On the last day of the year
Ma vie
Tout ma vie
When the laughter fades away
Ma vie
Tout ma vie
When there's nothing more to say
Ma vie
My oh my
It's the last laugh of the laughter
Sur la dernier page du chapitre
On the last day of the year
Ma vie
Tout ma vie
Ma vie
My oh my...
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SlowwHand
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of The Cooler
Sep 1999
time: 23:25
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You know, Clear Skies. I've decided to leave the Lyrics Thread to you in my will.
Something To Talk About
Bonnie Raitt
People are talking, talking 'bout people
I hear them whisper, you won't believe it
They think we're lovers kept under covers
I just ignore it, but they keep saying
We laugh just a little too loud
We stand just a little too close
We stare just a little too long
Maybe they're seeing something we don't, Darlin'.
I feel so foolish, I never noticed
You'd act so nervous,
Could you be falling for me?
It took a rumor to make me wonder
Now I'm convinced I'm going under
Thinking 'bout you every day
Dreaming 'bout you every night
Hoping that you feel the same way
Now that we know it, let's really show it, Darlin'.
Let's give them something to talk about
Let's give them something to talk about
Let's give them something to talk about
How about love, love, love, love?
Let's give them something to talk about
A little mystery to figure out
Let's give them something to talk about
How about love, love, love, love?
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Clear Skies
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looking for a saviour in these dirty streets
Jul 2000
time: 05:25
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quote:
Originally posted by SlowwHand
You know, Clear Skies. I've decided to leave the Lyrics Thread to you in my will.
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*sniff* *sob* I'm so touched...
I'd like to thank my mum and dad, all my friends at the studio, my pet budgie...
Triple shot of great singers, great songs; three great women
Jackie DeShannon - What The World Needs Now
What the world needs now,
Is love, sweet love,
It's the only thing that there's just too little of.
What the world needs now,
Is love, sweet love,
No, not just for some but for everyone.
Lord, we don't need another mountain,
There are mountains and hillsides enough to climb,
There are oceans and rivers enough to cross,
Enough to last 'til the end of time.
What the world needs now,
Is love, sweet love,
It's the only thing that there's just too little of.
What the world needs now,
Is love, sweet love,
No, not just for some but for everyone.
Lord, we don't need another meadow,
There are cornfields and wheatfields enough to grow,
There are sunbeams and moonbeams enough to shine,
Oh listen Lord, if you want to know...oh...
What the world needs now,
Is love, sweet love,
It's the only thing that there's just too little of.
What the world needs now,
Is love, sweet love,
No, not just for some oh but just for every, every, everyone
Janis Joplin - Mercedes Benz
Oh Lord, won’t you buy me a Mercedes Benz ?
My friends all drive Porsches, I must make amends.
Worked hard all my lifetime, no help from my friends,
So Lord, won’t you buy me a Mercedes Benz ?
Oh Lord, won’t you buy me a color TV ?
Dialing For Dollars is trying to find me.
I wait for delivery each day until three,
So oh Lord, won’t you buy me a color TV ?
Oh Lord, won’t you buy me a night on the town ?
I’m counting on you, Lord, please don’t let me down.
Prove that you love me and buy the next round,
Oh Lord, won’t you buy me a night on the town ?
Everybody!
Oh Lord, won’t you buy me a Mercedes Benz ?
My friends all drive Porsches, I must make amends,
Worked hard all my lifetime, no help from my friends,
So oh Lord, won’t you buy me a Mercedes Benz ?
(That's it!)
Joni Mitchell - Big Yellow Taxi
They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot
With a pink hotel, a boutique
And a swinging hot spot
Don't it always seem to go
That you don't know what you've got
Till it's gone
They paved paradise
Put up a parking lot
They took all the trees
Put 'em in a tree museum
And they charged the people
A dollar and a half just to see 'em
Don't it always seem to go
That you don't know what you've got
Till it's gone?
They paved paradise
Put up a parking lot
Hey farmer farmer
Put away that DDT now
Give me spots on my apples
But leave me the birds and the bees
Please!
Don't it always seem to go
That you don't know what you've got
Till it's gone?
They paved paradise
Put up a parking lot
Late last night
I heard the screen door slam
And a big yellow taxi
Took away my old man
Don't it always seem to go
That you don't know what you've got
Till it's gone?
They paved paradise
Put up a parking lot
They paved paradise
Put up a parking lot
They paved paradiiise....
And put up a parking lot!
(giggle)
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SlowwHand
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of The Cooler
Sep 1999
time: 23:25
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Twistin' The Night Away
Sam Cooke
Let me tell you 'bout a place
Somewhere up-a New York way
Where the people are so gay
Twistin' the night away-ay
Here they have a lot of fun
Puttin' trouble on the run
Man, you find the old and young
Twistin' the night away
They're twistin', twistin', everybody's feelin' great
They're twistin', twistin', they're twistin' the night away
Here's a man in evenin' clothes
How he got here, I don't know, but
Man, you oughta see him go
Twistin' the night away-ay
He's dancin' with the chick in slacks
She's a-movin' up and back
Oh man, there ain't nothin' like
Twistin' the night away
They're twistin', twistin', everybody's feelin' great
They're twistin', twistin', they're twistin' the night away
Let's twist a while!
Lean up, lean back
Lean up, lean back
Watusi, now fly, now twist
They're twistin' the night away
Here's a fella in bluejeans
Dancin' with a older Queen
Who's dolled up in-a diamond rings and
Twistin' the night away-ay
Man, you oughta see her go
Twistin' to the rock and roll
Here you find the young and old
Twistin' the night away
They're twistin', twistin', man, everybody's feelin' great
They're twistin', twistin', they're twistin' the night away
One more time!
Lean up, lean back
Lean up, lean back
Watusi, now fly, now twist
They're twistin' the night away
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SlowwHand
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of The Cooler
Sep 1999
time: 23:25
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Let The Good Times Roll
B.B. King, Bobby Bland
Hey everybody, let's have some fun
You only live for once and when you're dead you're done
So let the good times roll, let the good times roll
And live a long long
I don't care if you are young or old no no,
\get together and let the good times roll
Don't stand there moaning, talking trash
If you wanna have some fun,
You'd better go out and spend some cash
And let the good time roll
Let the good time roll
I don't care if you young or old,
Get together and let the good times roll
Don't stand there moaning, talking trash
If you wanna have some fun,
You'd better go out and spend some cash
And let the good time roll
Let the good time roll
I don't care if you young or old,
Get together and let the good times roll
Hey mister landlord, lock up all the doors
When the police comes around,
Tell them Johnny's coming down
Let the good times roll
Let the good times roll
And Lord I don't care if you young or old,
That's good enough to let the good times roll
Hey everybody!
Tell everybody !
That B.B. and Bobby's in town
I got a dollar and a quarter
And I'm just raring to clown
Don't let nobody play me cheap
I got fifty cents to know that I'm gonna keep
Let the good times roll
I don't care if you young or old
Let's get together and let the good times roll
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SlowwHand
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of The Cooler
Sep 1999
time: 23:25
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SEND IN THE CLOWNS
Isn't it rich?
Are we a pair?
Me here at last on the ground,
You in mid-air..
Where are the clowns?
Isn't it bliss?
Don't you approve?
One who keeps tearing around,
One who can't move...
Where are the clowns?
Send in the clowns.
Just when I'd stopped opening doors,
Finally knowing the one that I wanted was yours.
Making my entrance again with my usual flair
Sure of my lines...
No one is there.
Don't you love farce?
My fault, I fear.
I thought that you'd want what I want...
Sorry, my dear!
And where are the clowns
Send in the clowns
Don't bother, they're here.
Isn't it rich?
Isn't it queer?
Losing my timing this late in my career.
And where are the clowns?
There ought to be clowns...
Well, maybe next year.
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Both Sides Now
Bows and flows of angel hair and ice cream castles in the air
And feather canyons everywhere, I've looked at clouds that way
But now they only block the sun they rain and snow on everyone
So many things I would have done, but clouds got in my way
I've looked at clouds from both sides now
From up and down and still somehow
It's cloud's illusions I recall
I really don't know clouds at all
Moons and Junes and ferris wheels the dizzy dancing way you feel
As every fairy tale comes real, I've looked at love that way
But now it's just another show, you leave 'em laughin when you go
And if you care don't let them know, don't give yourself away
I've looked at love from both sides now
From give and take and still somehow
It's love's illusions I recall
I really don't know love at all
Tears and fears and feeling proud, to say, "I love you" right out loud
Dreams and schemes and circus crowds, I've looked at life that way
But now old friends are acting strange they shake their heads, they say
I've changed
But something's lost but something's gained in living every day
I've looked at life from both sides now
From win and lose and still somehow
It's life's illusions I recall
I really don't know life at all
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