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looking for a saviour in these dirty streets
Jul 2000
time: 05:25
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Just had the most amazing birthday party Friday night/Saturday morning. I love all my friends so much...thanks, you lot, for making it such a great one.
The Beatles - With A Little Help From My Friends
What you would do if I sang out of tune
Would you stand up and walk out on me?
Lend me your ears and I'll sing you a song
And I'll try not to sing out of key
Oh, I get by with a little help from my friends
Oh, I get high with a little help from my friends
Oh, I'm going to try with a little help from my friends
What do I do when my love is away?
(Does it worry you to be alone?)
How do I feel by the end of a day?
(Are you sad because you're on your own?)
No, I get by with a little help from my friends
No, I get high with a little help from my friends
Oh, I'm gonna try with a little help from my friends
Do you need anybody?
I need somebody to love
Could it be anybody?
I want somebody to love
Would you believe in a love at first sight?
Yes I'm certain that it happens all the time
What do you see when you turn out the light
I can't tell you, but I know that it's mine
Oh, I get by with a little help from my friends
Oh, I get high with a little help from my friends
Oh, I'm gonna try with a little help from my friends
Do you need anybody?
I just need someone to love?
Could it be anybody?
I want somebody to love
Oh, I get by with a little help from my friends
Oh, I get high with a little help from my friends
Oh, I get by with a little help from my friends
Yes, I get by with a little help from my friends
With a little help from my friends
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of the Kill!
May 2002
time: 05:25
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Rising Unchaned
BY VIRGIN STEELE
Piercing the veil of Eternity, lashed by the winds of Hades
Titan fists and Gods collide
From the caves of ice the Midgard Serpent roars
As the stars fall from the sky
War kills, we die, with golden tears, Odin falls
You're the deliverer-King Unchained
You're the deliverer-King Unchained
With a twilight kiss upon your frozen brow
Golden Dawn when you awake
You're the first and last whose coming was foretold
Crown of Glory, worlds unfold
Come forth arise, twelve Golden Dreams forge the prize
You're the deliverer-King Unchained
You're the deliverer-He Who Reigns
Meeting on the Twilight Bridge, the Giants of Jotenheim align
against the Hosts of Heaven. The sun turns black and falls,
lightning cracks Bifrost the Rainbow Bridge of three hues,
while time comes to an end.
The wolf Fenrir breaks his chain, Yggdrasil, is laid waste and the
Universe comes crashing down. But after defeat, One will come
beyond the reach of all Evil, greater even than Odin, to create a
new Heaven and Earth set in a Golden Age forevermore.
Don't cry for mercy for you know there will be none
There in your darkness, you've been blinded by the sun
And you'll see me tread the air, crown of fire upon my hair,
you will die
Come forth arise, your time has come, forge the prize
Don't cry for mercy `cause you know there will be none
There in your darkness, you've been blinded by the sun
Crowned in blood I tread the air, worlds are formed within my stare
See them RISE !!!
You're the deliverer-King Unchained
You're the deliverer-King Unchained
You're the deliverer-He Who Reigns !!!
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of the Kill!
May 2002
time: 05:25
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The Wine Of Violence
BY VIRGINE STEELE
[ORESTES:]
Like the Talon of Mars I'll tear right through the Wall
Thunder and Lightning in Power the Gods reveal all
In the Black where the Siren Reigns
Ravaging the Spirits of the Brave
THE WINE OF VIOLENCE, breaks our control
See the Madness, Burning Angels Glow
THE WINE OF VIOLENCE, I'll steal your Soul
See the Madness in me grow
I am the Wound and the Scar and the Spear come to Life
Sacred Red Son of the Sun, torn to pieces imbibed
In the Black where the Darkness rains Death
Drowning in the currents of your shame
THE WINE OF VIOLENCE, breaks our control
See the Madness, Burning Angels Glow
THE WINE OF VIOLENCE, I'll steal your Soul
See the Madness in me grow
[ORESTES to AIGISTHOS:]
Fight me you coward, Thief of Stolen Days
Joy is Destruction, driving me insane to Fight
Win the Silence of the Damned, Holy Order, High Command
Eagle tearing Flesh from Bone
Golden Whirlwind, bare the Stars we fly! Fly!!!
Let the Death Mist close your eyes!!!
[ORESTES:]
THE WINE OF VIOLENCE, takes all control
See the Fire Burning down below
THE WINE OF VIOLENCE, I'll steal your Soul
See the God in me Enthroned!
All Dead, Silent and alone
No more Savior carved in Stone
All Dead nobody will Weep
Icy Water, Death runs Deep...
Vengeance is Mine... I regain my Halls...
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of The Cooler
Sep 1999
time: 23:25
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Heard It In A Love Song
Marshall Tucker Band
I ain't never been with a woman long enough,
for my boots to get old.
We've been together so long now
they both need re-soled.
If I ever settle down
you'd be my kind
but it's a good time for me
to head on down the line.
Heard it in a love song
Heard it in a love song
Heard it in a love song
Can't be wrong.
I'm the kinda man likes to get away,
like to start dreamin about tomorrow today.
Never said that I love you,
even though it's so
Where's that duffle bag of mine?
it's time to go.
Heard it in a love song
Heard it in a love song
Heard it in a love song
Can't be wrong.
I'm gonna be leavin at the break of dawn.
Wish you could come
but I don't need no woman taggin' along.
So I'll sneak out that door
couldn't stand to see you cry.
I'd stay another year
if I saw a tear drop in your eye.
Heard it in a love song
Heard it in a love song
Heard it in a love song
Can't be wrong.
I never had a damn thing
but what I had, I had to leave it behind.
You're the hardest thing
I ever tried to get off my mind.
Always something greener
on the other side of that hill.
I was born a wrangler and a rambler
and I guess I always will
Heard it in a love song
Heard it in a love song
Heard it in a love song
Can't be wrong.
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looking for a saviour in these dirty streets
Jul 2000
time: 05:25
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Ronny Jordan - The Jackal
Did I ever tell you about the man who changed my life?
The one I thought, ohhh. Lord, when I saw him walkin' back in that bar
All tall and lean with them broad shoulders, sweeeet lips
I knew that I had died and gone to. . .
Chocolate Heaven. . .
He had a real deep voice, white pearly teeth, his shoe was always shiny.
Long slender fingers manicured perfectly.
The man wore 800-dollar Italian suit, straight from, I dunno, what would they call it,
Milan or Rome or someplace like that?
I knew it wasn't local.
I said, I got to get next to that.
I haven't seen him in a long time.
The man was so fine, he could get any good girl into trouble. . .
Can you guess what his name was?. . .
Well. . . 'The Jackal'. . .
'The Jackal'
Say. 'The Jackal'. . .
He was fat back cat cool like a Friday afternoon martini
Chillin' at a quarter after 5.
Twist of lime, Coke on the side.
The brother loved the high life.
Had a Ph.D. in street stride.
They called him 'The Jackal'.
He was big Mack daddy super black stylin' a diamonds in the back Cadillac.
Fur-lined boards, white wall wheels, cruise control
Built for speed, chrome on every-thang.
And stereophonic speakers, though he really didn't need them.
When they called him. . . 'The Jackal’
Say. 'The Jackal'. . .
Fly boy was in the buttermilk, hard, livin' fast, livin' large
6 foot 4 and not an ounce of fat!
When women asked, 'is you a Cat?' He said 'I did more that that.
I'm the firmest of the firm
And in case you, hadn't known, they call me 'The Jackal'.
Served the 18-year bid First Reicker's Island
Then they hid him in the state penitentiary
Said the charge was Grand Larceny.
That was 1975, and today, if he's still alive, he'd be living in the park.
Hm. The brother whose claim to fame was that they called him 'The Jackal'.
'The Jackal'. . .
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of The Cooler
Sep 1999
time: 23:25
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I WILL FOLLOW HIM
Little Peggy March
Love him, I love him, I love him
And where he goes I'll follow, I'll follow, I'll follow
I will follow him, follow him wherever he may go
There isn't an ocean too deep
A mountain so high it can keep me away
I must follow him, ever since he touched my hand I knew
That near him I always must be
And nothing can keep him from me
He is my destiny
I love him, I love him, I love him
And where he goes I'll follow, I'll follow, I'll follow
He'll always be my true love, my true love, my true love
From now until forever, forever, forever
I will follow him, follow him wherever he may go
There isn't an ocean too deep
A mountain so high it can keep, keep me away
Away from my love
I love him, I love him, I love him
And where he goes I'll follow, I'll follow, I'll follow
He'll always be my true love, my true love, my true love
From now until forever, forever, forever
I will follow him, follow him wherever he may go
There isn't an ocean too deep
A mountain so high it can keep, keep me away
Away from my love
Do-do do-do-do do-do-do and where he goes
I'll follow, I'll follow, I'll follow
I know I'll always love him
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first circle of the inferno
Jul 2001
time: 05:25
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i've just returned from a really bad week at my parents house where i was told over and over what a bad person i was, what a freak i am, how spoiled and self centered i am.....if you can think of a pejorative word, then i was called it...my favorite was when my mother outright said i was a step away from being ted kascynski...this is what i grew up in....and it undoes all the hard work i've put into fixing my broken mind faster that you can blink...and then to return home and find my first grad school rejection letter. i'm pretty low and panicked.
Welcome Home (Sanitarium) by Metallica
Welcome to where time stands still
no one leaves and no one will
Moon is full, never seems to change
just labeled mentally deranged
Dream the same thing every night
I see our freedom in my sight
No locked doors, No windows barred
No things to make my brain seem scarred
Sleep my friend and you will see
that dream is my reality
They keep me locked up in this cage
can't they see it's why my brain says Rage
Sanitarium, leave me be
Sanitarium, just leave me alone
Build my fear of what's out there
and cannot breathe the open air
Whisper things into my brain
assuring me that I'm insane
They think our heads are in their hands
but violent use brings violent plans
Keep him tied, it makes him well
he's getting better, can't you tell?
No more can they keep us in
Listen, damn it, we will win
They see it right, they see it well
but they think this saves us from our Hell
Sanitarium, leave me be
Sanitarium, just leave me alone
Sanitarium, just leave me alone
Fear of living on
natives getting restless now
Mutiny in the air
got some death to do
Mirror stares back hard
Kill, it's such a friendly word
seems the only way
for reaching out again.
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Yggdrasil.
Nov 1999
time: 00:25
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down, learn from this mistake.
I've come so close, it's almost heard to believe
When you're up close, it blinds you brilliantly
Just one rush, can change your life forever
Just one push, can end it all together
Why can't we learn from this plague that surrounds us-
Learn from my mistake
There's no shoulder to cry on, when you have no shame
There's no finger to point when your are to blame
Open book, in my eyes shone you rain, then storming
I can't lose, when covered by nothing, and the suffering
Learn from my mistake
Believe me all my friends, in the ending of the story-
There's no junkie out there with a happy ending
It consumes you, haunts you like the devil.
It's the art of the process that kills off the rebels-
Learn from my mistake
down, Lies, I Don't Know What They Say But...
Sometimes I feel like a man that has to broken hands
All of this thrown at me sinking me neck deep in sand
They can't kill me no more, I don't know what they say but it's lies
Underneath all this they should see the man that I am
All of my life I've been tried and then persecuted
They can't kill me no more, I don't know what to say cause it's lies
Undenied, cold shackles, inches from the knife
I defy, what's mine shall be but nothing stance,
The time, not surprised, it's the same to sleep as it is to rise
Death or life? Look deeply into my eyes
Fire on fire, way to be and get a ****ing ride
Some desire, a "f*ck you" soars through the sky lies
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of The Cooler
Sep 1999
time: 23:25
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MACNAMARA'S BAND
(O'Connor, Stanford)
Bing was in an Irish way on Dec. 6, 1945, and one of the tunes he recorded was this rousing Irish dittie. Backed by the Jesters and the Bob Haggart Orchestra, the recording sold more than a million copies and spent 10 weeks in the pop charts, reaching as high as No. 10.
Oh, me name is MacNamara, I'm the leader of the band
Although we're few in numbers, we're the finest in the land
We play at wakes and weddings and at every fancy ball
And when we play the funerals, we play the March from Saul
Oh, the drums go bang and the cymbals clang and the horns they blaze away
McCarthy pumps the old bassoon while I the pipes do play
And Henessee Tennessee tootles the flute and the music is somethin' grand
A credit to old Ireland is MacNamara's band
Right now we are rehearsin' for a very swell affair
The annual celebration, all the gentry will be there
When General Grant to Ireland came he took me by the hand
Says he, "I never saw the likes of MacNamara's Band"
Oh, the drums go bang and the cymbals clang and the horns they blaze away
McCarthy pumps the old bassoon while I the pipes do play
And Henessee Tennessee tootles the flute and the music is somethin' grand
A credit to old Ireland is MacNamara's band
Oh, my name is Uncle Julius and from Sweden I did come
To play with MacNamara's Band and beat the big bass drum
And when I march along the street the ladies think I'm grand
They shout, "There's Uncle Julius playin' with an Irish band!"
Oh, I wear a bunch of shamrocks and a uniform of green
And I'm the funniest lookin' Swede that you have ever seen
There is O'Brians, O'Ryans, O'Sheehans and Meehans, they come from Ireland
But, by yimminy, I'm the only Swede in MacNamara's Band
Oh, the drums go bang and the cymbals clang and the horns they blaze away
McCarthy pumps the old bassoon while I the pipes do play
And Henessee Tennessee tootles the flute and the music is somethin' grand
A credit to old Ireland is MacNamara's band
That's MacNamara
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of The Cooler
Sep 1999
time: 23:25
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Kansas City
(Oh, let's go to Kansas City, now.)
I'm going to Kansas City, Kansas City here I come.
I'm going to Kansas City, Kansas City here I come.
They got some crazy little women there
And I'm gonna get me one.
I'm gonna be standing on the corner, Twelfth Street and Vine.
I'm gonna be standing on the corner, Twelfth Street and Vine;
With my Kansas City baby and my bottle
Of Kansas City wine.
Well, I might take a train, might take a plane,
But if I have to walk,
I'm gonna fly there just the same.
Yeaaaah, Kansas City here I come.
They got some crazy little women there
And I'm gonna get me one.
Well, if I don't leave that woman I know I'm gonna die.
Got to find a brand new baby and here's the reason why:
Ya, ya, ya-eeeee eee, Kansas City here I come.
They got some crazy little women there
And I'm gonna get me one.
Ah - right.
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Might take a train, might take a plane,
But if I have to walk,
I'm gonna fly there just the same.
Yeaaaah, Kansas City here I come.
They got some crazy little women there
And I'm gonna get me one.
(One more time)
If I don't leave that woman, know I'm gonna die.
Got to find a brand new baby and that's the reason why:
Ya, ya ya-eeeee eee, Kansas City here I come.
They got some crazy little women there
And I'm gonna get me one.
Yeah, yeah,
they got some crazy little women there
And I'm gonna get me one.
(One more time)
They got some crazy little women there
And I'm gonna get me one.
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IF I HAD A HAMMER
If I had a hammer
I'd hammer in the morning
I'd hammer in the evening
All over this land
I'd hammer out danger
I'd hammer out a warning
I'd hammer out love between
My brothers and my sisters ah-aaah
All over this land
If I had a bell
I'd ring it in the morning
I'd ring it in the evening
All over this land
I'd ring out danger
I'd ring out a warning
I'd ring out love between
My brothers and my sisters ah-aaah
All over this land.
If I had a song
I'd sing it in the morning
I'd sing it in the evening
All over this land
I'd sing out danger
I'd sing out a warning
I'd sing out love between
My brothers and my sisters ah-aaah
All over this land.
I got a hammer
And I got a bell
I got a song to sing
All over this land
It's the hammer of justice
It's the bell of freedom
It's the song about love between
My brothers and my sisters
All over this land
All over this land
All over this land
All over this land
All over this land
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looking for a saviour in these dirty streets
Jul 2000
time: 05:25
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For DM...hang in there sweetheart
Des'ree - You Gotta Be
Listen as your day unfolds
Challenge what the future holds
Try and keep your head up to the sky
Lovers they may cause you tears
Go ahead, release your fears
Stand up and be counted
Don't be ashamed to cry
You've got to be
You've got to be bad, you got to be bold
You've got to be wiser
You've got to be hard, you got to be tough
You've got to be stronger
You've got to be cool, you got to be calm
You've gotta stay together
Oh I know, oh I know love will save the day
Herald what your mother said
Read the books your father read
Try and solve the puzzles in your own sweet time
Some they have more cash than you
Others take a different view
Time asks no questions, it goes on without you
Leaving you behind if you can't stand the pace
The world keeps on spinning, can't stop it if you try to
The best part is danger staring you in the face
Remember, listen as your day unfolds
Challenge what the future holds
Try and keep your head up to the sky
Lovers they may cause you tears
Go ahead, release your fears
You've got to be
You've got to be bad, you got to be bold
You've got to be wiser
You've got to be hard, you got to be tough
You've got to be stronger
You've got to be cool, you got to be calm
You've gotta stay together
Oh I know, oh I know love will save the day
Got to be bold, got to be bad, got to be wise, going out of sight
Got to be hard, but not too too hard
All I know is, love will save the day
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I was only four
I don't remember you
I have seen your pictures my whole life
brother...in this great goodnight
A black frame still protects
those two letters from the President
They start out:
'On this day in May 1966
for wounds received in action'
still hanging here after all of this time
right next to your purple heart
in this great goodnight
I do have this hazy memory
I think you had me up on your shoulders
playing on top of the world for a moment
that couldn't last (it never does)
I have this black & white of you
playing harmonica like a giant at our old house
sitting on that green sofa
you were only 19 but to this kid
you were probably more like 43
I read an old clipping from the paper
it said they prayed for you at the church
now I know everyone in the photograph
long before the memorial rose
looking so much different than today
I haven't touched that stone of names
but I have a tracing of yours
but for some unknown reason
we never discussed it much growing up
I pieced together the whole story
out of that old trunk left in the attic
you'd been gone only 6 weeks
when the Army brass came to the door knocking
breaking the news--breaking our hearts
they broke the news to mom
she took it worse than anyone
she really believed--'he didn't have to go
the draft missed him by a mile'
you could've walked away
but instead you had your final day in Vietnam
when they broke the news to mom
all I can say...she took it worse than anyone
she really believed he would make it back home
'he didn't have to go to Vietnam'
here is what they said--
the claymore went off and you went down
& you would've been ok
& you would've been all right
but they couldn't get to you
the VC were everywhere
so the orders came...
'We can't pull Jack out
for him it's getting late
but a hundred men won't see tomorrow
if we don't quietly wait.
we can't pull Jack out...'
you knew exactly what was happening
why nobody came
you were a good soldier keeping still
holding out as long as you did
on this day in May 1966
within an hour you relaxed
somehow everything seemed ok
'cause in your soul you knew
your time in 'Nam had passed away--my brother
with your shirt red with blood
& your forehead cool
you thanked the Lord for this great goodnight
in this moment of acceptance this great goodnight
brought you a peace you'd never known
in this great goodnight, the war raging on
in this great goodnight--my brother...
but brother let me tell you--it's what I know
so maybe one day we can fill in the blanks
until we meet again--brother
I'll choose this memory
we'll keep remembering what you did
in that great goodnight
you couldn't hear the medic yelling in your ear
while you dreamed of this kid back at home
saying 'pick me up so we can play'
brother let me tell you--I remember
& I think you made it in that great goodnight
in fact, it's the only thing I remember
from that great goodnight
well brother, let me tell you--it's what I know
maybe one day we will stand together
until we meet again, I'll choose this memory
& thank you guys for what you did
& what you tried to do in this great goodnight
on this day in May 1966
for wounds received in action...
& now I see you my brother
this is for you
& someday you will see
that this song was for you, my brother
now that dad has joined you
I'm sure that he would agree
got a son on my shoulder
& lots of work to do, brother
...like was done with me
just got this today, found it very appropriate to today
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first circle of the inferno
Jul 2001
time: 05:25
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Bad Habit by Offspring
Hey man ya know I'm really ok .
The gun in my hand will tell you the same .
But when i'm in my car, don't give me no crap,
'Cause the slightest thing and I just might snap .
When I go driving I stay in my lane .
But getting cut off- it makes me insane .
Open up the glove box,
Reach inside,
I'm gonna wreck this fvckers ride,
'Cause I got a bad habit .
Of blowin' away,
Yeah, Yeah
I got a bad habit,
Yeah, Yeah
And it 'aint goin' away,
Yeah, Yeah---
Ohh Ohh Ooh ohh
Well they say the road's a dangerous place .
If you flip me off I'm the danger you'll face
You drive on my a$$,
Your foot's on the gas,
And your next breath is your last-
'Cause I got a bad habit
Of blowin' away,
Yeah, Yeah
I got a bad habit,
Yeah, Yeah
And it 'aint goin' away,
Yeah, Yeah---
Ohh Ohh Ooh ohh
Drivers are rude,
Such attitudes,
But when i show my piece-,
Complaints cease, Something's odd,
I feel like I'm God,
You stupid dumb-shlt god-dam motherfvcker
Open up the glove box,
Reach inside,
I'm gonna wreck this fvckers ride,
'Cause I got a bad habit,
Of blowin' away,
Yeah, Yeah
I got a bad habit,
Yeah, Yeah
And it 'aint goin' away,
Yeah, Yeah---
Ohh Ohh Ooh ohh
Sketches of Pain by Tears for Fears
Daylight Saved
Daylight Saved
To spite the dark
In spite of the darkness
There I'll crave
There I'll crave
To get to the heart
In spite of the darkness
Great wide stretches of canvas
Signed by a godless name
Strange bright colours of madness
Only a fool would frame
Sketches of Pain
Sketches of Pain
Sketches of Pain
Some cry shame
Some cry shame
We tore them apart
We failed to imagine
God might claim
God might claim
The works of art
We failed to imagine
Great wide stretches of canvas
Signed by a godless name
Strange bright colours of madness
Only a fool would frame
Sketches of Pain
Sketches of Pain
Sketches of Pain
Sketches of Pain
Sketches of Pain
Sketches of Pain
Don't Answer Me by The Alan Parson's Project
If you belive in the power of magic
I can change your mind
And if you need to belive in someone
Turn and look behind
When we were living in a dream world
Clouds got in the way
We gave it up in a moment of madness
And threw it all away
Don't answer me, don't break the silence
Don't let me win
Don't anwer me, stay on your island
Don't let me in
Run away and hide from everyone
Can you change the things we've said and done?
If you belive in the power of magic
it's all a fantasy
So if you need to belive in someone
Just pretend it's me
It ain't enough that we meet as strangers
I can't set you free
So will you turn your back forever on what you mean to me?
Don't answer me, don't break the silence
Don't let me win
Don't answer me, stay on you island
Don't let me in
Run away and hide from everyone
Can you change the things we've said and done?
Don't answer me , don't break the silence
Don't let me win
Don't answer me, stay on your island
Don't let me in
Run away and hide from everyone...
Don't answer me , don't break the silence
Don't let me win
Don't answer me, stay on your island
Don't let me in
Can you change the things we've said and done?
Don't answer me , don't break the silence
Don't let me win
Don't answer me, stay on your island
Don't let me in...
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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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Duran Duran - Hungry like the Wolf
Darken the city, night is a wire
Steam in the subway, earth is a afire
Woman, you want me, give me a sign
And catch my breathing even closer behind
In touch with the ground
I'm on the hunt I'm after you
Smell like I sound, I'm lost in a crowd
And I'm hungry like the wolf
Straddle the line in discord and rhyme
I'm on the hunt I'm after you
Mouth is alive with juices like wine
And I'm hungry like the wolf
Stalked in the forest, too close to hide
I'll be upon you by the moonlight side
High blood drumming on your skin, it's so tight
You feel my heart, I'm just a moment behind
In touch with the ground
I'm on the hunt I'm after you
Scent and a sound, I'm lost and I'm found
And I'm hungry like the wolf
Strut on a line, it's discord and rhyme
I howl and I whine, I'm after you
Mouth is alive, al lrunning inside
And i'm hungry like the wolf
Hungry like the wolf
Hungry like the wolf
Hungry like the wolf
Burning the ground, I break from the crowd
I'm on the hunt, I'm after you
I smell like I sound, I'm lost and I'm found
And I'm hungry like the wolf
Strut on a line, it's discord and rhyme
I'm on the hunt, I'm after you
Mouth is alive with juices like wine
And I'm hungry like the wolf
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H Tower
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[Dre]
1, 2.. 1, 2, 3; yeah!
In-slum-national, underground
Thunder pounds when I stomp the ground (Woo!)
Like a million elephants with silverback orangutans
You can't stop a train
Who want some? Don't come un-pre-pared
I'll be there, but when I leave there
Better be a household name
Weather man tellin' us it ain't gon' rain
So now we sittin' in a drop-top, soakin wet
In a silk suit, tryin' not to sweat
Hits somersaults without the net
But this'll be the year that we won't forget
One-Nine-Nine-Nine, Ano Domini, anything goes, be whatchu wanna be
Long as you know consequences are given for livin - the fence is
too high to jump in jail
Too low to dig, I might just touch hell - HOT!
Get a life, now they gon' sell
Then I might catch you a spell, look at what came in the mail
A scale and some Arm and Hammer, so grow grid and some baby máma
Black Cadillac and a pack of pampers
Stack of question with no answers
Cure for cancer, cure for AIDS
Make a nigga wanna stay on tour for days
Get back home, things are wrong
Well not really, it was bad all along
before you left adds up to a ball of power
Thoughts at a thousands miles per hour
Hello, ghetto, let your brain breathe
Believe there's always mo', OWWWW!
Chorus: 2X
[Dre] Don't pull the thang out, unless you plan to bang
{Choir} Bombs over Baghdad!
[Dre] Yeah! Ha ha yeah!
Don't even bang unless you plan to hit something
{Choir} Bombs over Baghdad!
{Dre} Yeah! Uhh-huh
[Big Boi]
Uno, dos, tres, it's on
Did you ever think a pimp rock a microphone?
Like that there boi and will still stay street
Big things happen every time we meet
Like a track team, crack fiend, dyin to geek
Outkast bumpin' up and down the street
Slam back, Cadillac, 'bout five nigga deep
Seventy-five emcee's freestylin' to the beat
Cause we get krunk, stay drunk, at the club
Should have bought an ounce, but you caught the dub
Should have held back, but you throwed the punch
'Spose to meet your girl but you packed a lunch
No D to-the U to-the G for you
Got a son on the way by the name of Bamboo
Got a little baby girl four year, Jordan
Never turn my back on my kids for them
Should have hit it (hit it) quit it (quit it) rag (rag) top (top)
Before you read up, get a laptop
Make a business for yourself, boy, set some goals
Make a fair diamond out of dusty coals
Record number four, but we on a roll
Hold up, slow up, stop, +Control+
like Janet, planets, Stankonia's on ya
Movin like Floyd comin' straight to Florida
Lock all your windows then block the quarters
Pullin' off on bell 'cause a whippins in order
Like a three piece fist, 'fore I cut your daughter
Yo quiero Taco Bell, then I hit the border
Penny pap rappers tryin' to get the five
I'm a microphone fiend tryin' to stay alive
When you come to ATL boi you better not hide
cause the Dungeon Family gon' ride, hah!
Chorus: 2X
[Dre] Don't pull the thang out, unless you plan to bang
{Choir} Bombs over Baghdad!
[Dre] Yeah! Ha ha yeah!
Don't even bang unless you plan to hit something
{Choir} Bombs over Baghdad!
{Dre} Yeah! Uhh-huh
{Choir}
Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah
Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah
Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah
Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah
[Dre]
B-I-G, B-O-I
An-An-Andre
To the T-O-P
[Dre and Big Boi]: 15X
Bob your head. Rag top.
(1, 2.. 1, 2, 3, 4) (Gimme some)
{Choir}: 23X
Po-wer music, electric revival
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SlowwHand
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of The Cooler
Sep 1999
time: 23:25
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First, sorry for your loss, Munchkin.
Leave My Blues At Home
I been trapped inside four walls,
Feel like I can't call to no one,
Away out on the outside.
Well, livin alone is easy,
But too long just don't seem really,
Quite the thing to do, no.
Think I'll drink up a little more wine,
To ease my worried mind.
And walk down on the street,
And leave my blues at home.
All behind.
The landlord is on my line,
I can't get no peace of mind.
But I know there's something better.
I can't stay and I can't run,
Can't keep waitin for someone to find and go roll.
Well, I'll gather up all my four leaf clovers.
Don't leave, I'm on my way over.
A walk down on the street,
And leave my blues at home.
All behind.
And I feel I have to scream whenever I get the notion.
And though I try so hard, I can't hold back my emotions.
But I love you, but I can't have ya.
Won't you sit by my side?
Ya don't work, the man don't pay ya.
There ain't no saint to come and save ya,
Oh, puttin your toll down.
Well, if you ride you pay the fare,
With Satan on your back and he don't care,
Where you come from or where you're goin.
And before I get myself all down,
I jump up and kick the door down.
And walk down on the street,
And leave my blues at home.
All behind.
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Statesboro Blues
Wake up mama, turn your lamp down low,
Wake up mama, turn your lamp down low,
You got no nerve, baby,
To turn Uncle John from your door.
I woke up this morning, I, a-had them Statesboro blues,
I woke up this morning, I, a-had them Statesboro blues,
Well I looked over in the corner baby,
And grandpa seemed to have them too.
Well, my mama died and left me,
My papa died and left me,
I ain't good lookin baby,
But I'm someone sweet and kind.
I'm goin to the country, baby do ya wanna go?
If you can't make it baby,
Your sister Lucille said she'd wanna go.
And I'd sure wanna take her.
I love that woman, better than any woman I've ever seen,
Well, I love that woman, better than any woman I've ever seen,
Lord, she treat me like a king, yeah, yeah, yeah,
Treat her like a dog gone queen.
Lord, wake up mama, turn your lamp down low,
Wake up mama, well turn your lamp down low,
You got no nerve, baby,
To turn Uncle John from your door.
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I'm No Angel
No I'm no angel, No I'm no stranger to the street
I've got my label, So I won't crumble at your feet
And I know baby, So I've got scars upon my cheek
And I'm half crazy, Come on and love me baby
So you find me hard to handle, well I'm easier to hold
So you like my spurs that jingle and I never leave you cold
So I might steal your diamonds I'll bring you back some gold
I'm no angel
No I'm no angel, No I'm no stranger to the dark
Let me rock your cradle, Let me start a fire with your spark
Oh come on baby, Come and let me show you my tatoo
Let me drive you crazy, Come on and love me baby
So you don't give a darn about me, I never treat you bad
I won't ever lift a hand to hurt you & I'll always leave you glad
So I might steal your diamonds I'll bring you back some gold
I'm no angel
LEAD
No I'm no angel, No I'm no stranger to the dark
Let me rock your cradle, Let me start a fire in your heart
Oh come on baby, Come and let me show you my tatoo
Let me drive you crazy, Come on and love me baby
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MosesPresley
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Masters of War
Bob Dylan
Come you masters of war
You that build the big guns
You that build the death planes
You that build all the 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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SlowwHand
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of The Cooler
Sep 1999
time: 23:25
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Heads Carolina, Tails California
Jo Dee Messina
Baby what do you say we just get lost
Leave this one horse town
Like two rebels without a cause
I got people in Boston,
Ain’t your daddy still in Des Moines
We can pack up tomorrow
Tonight lets flip a coin
Chorus:
Heads Carolina, Tails California
Somewhere greener, somewhere warmer
Up in the mountains, down by the ocean
Where it don’t matter, long as were going
Somewhere together, I’ve got a quarter
Heads Carolina, Tails California
We can load what we own in the back of a U-Haul van
Couple modern day Moses searchin' for the promise land
We can go four hundred miles before we stop for gas
We could drive for a day, and then take a look at the map
Chorus
Were gonna get out of here if we gotta ride a greyhound bus
Boy we’re bound to outrun the bad luck that’s tailing us
Chorus
Oh, California
Ooo, yea
Carolina
California
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August Borms
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Antwerpen
Nov 2000
time: 06:25
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Mother Europe (Ancient Rites)
Oh remember the proud Hellenic civilisation
The cradle of Europe where it all began
Or the Portuguese and Spanish Armada
Overwhelming Thy power, a tribute to the south
Bruges, Antwerp, Ghent forever in my hearts
Representing medieval Flemish pride
Brave Teutonic, French and English knights
Thy shining armour now long vanished
Thy glory, however, forever remains
Praised be the Scandinavian hordes
Once the nightmare of the Christian world
I talk not of mercy
I talk not of fear
The hopeless warriors of a Willing Doom
Children of Italia
In ancient times “Roma Caput Mundi”
De Verenigde Nederlanden, parel van het noorden
Belgium and The Netherlands stood as one
Mother Europe born from your womb
Mother Europe on Your soil shall be my tomb
I talk not of mercy
I talk not of fear
The hopeless warriors of a Willing Doom
Oh what that gallant spirit shall resume
Leap from Europe’s bank and call Thee from the tomb
(Hail to the sons of eastern Europe
the Slavonian soul never fades)
Blessed are Scotland, Ireland and Bretagne
Where the Celtic dream still lives on
Shall be my tomb!
ARIS
Hear me, ancient forefather (Ambiorix)
Honoured be Thy deeds
Leading our tribes against the aggressor
Outnumbered, a campaign that could not be won
(But forever Thy blood in my veins)
Gracious Spartan civilisation
Eternally blessed Thy war spirit
Surrounded by thousands of Persians
“Molon lave” a final proud statement
(None of thee survived
but Thy Hellenic glory is everlasting)
Noble was your cause, brave Vercingetorix
Sad the day of your sacrifice
An example to your Celt tribe
Dying in solitude
(But Thy soul) forever in my heart
Remember the moment Jerusalem fell
The shrieks of the conquered, the conqueror’s yell
The roofs that we fired, and the plunder we shared
The wealty we slaughtered, the lovely we spared
Aris! And Aris hone!
Mars! And Mars rose!
Geuzen der Lage Landen
Van Antwerpen, Amsterdam to Den Briel
Helden der Calvanistische droom
Nachtmerrie der Spaanse/Roomse overheerser
Voor eeuwig Uw Bloed in onze aderen
Noble was your cause, brave Vercingetorix
Sad the day of your sacrifice
Hear me, ancient forefather (Ambiorix)
Honoured be Thy deeds
Leading our tribes against the aggressor
Outnumbered, a campaign that could not be won
Forever Thy Blood in my veins
Noble was your cause
Sad the day of your sacrifice
An example to our tribe
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SlowwHand
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of The Cooler
Sep 1999
time: 23:25
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Aerosmith
Back In The Saddle
I'm back!
I'm back in the saddle again
I'm back!
I'm back in the saddle again
ridin' into town alone by the light of the moon
I'm lookin' for old Sukie Jones, she crazy horse saloon
barkeep gimme a drink, that's when she caught my eye
she turned to give me a wink, that'd make a grown man cry
I'm back in the saddle again
I'm back!
I'm back in the saddle again
I'm back!
come easy, go easy, all right until the rising sun
I'm calling all the shots tonight, I'm like a loaded gun
peelin' off my boots and chaps, I'm saddle sore
four bits gets you time in the racks, I scream for more
fools' gold out of their mines, the girls are soaking wet
no tongue's drier than mine, I'll come when I get back!
I'm back in the saddle again
I'm back!
I'm back in the saddle again
I'm ridin', I'm loadin' up my pistol
I'm ridin', I really got a fistful
I'm ridin', I'm shinin' up my saddle
I'm ridin', this snake is gonna rattle
I'm back in the saddle again
I'm back!
I'm back in the saddle again
I'm back!
ridin' high!
ridin' high!
ridin' high! already!
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