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of The Cooler
Sep 1999 time: 23:28
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Amanda
(Bob McDill)
I've held it all inward, Lord knows I've tried
But it's an awful awakening in a country boy's life
To look in the mirror in total surprise
At the hair on your shoulders and the age in your eyes.
Amanda, light of my life
Fate should have made you a gentleman's wife
Amanda, light of my life
Fate should have made you a gentleman's wife
<2nd Verse>
It's a measure of people who don't understand
The pleasures of life in a hillbilly band.
I got my first guitar when I was fourteen
Now I'm crowding 30 and still wearing jeans.
Amanda, light of my life
Fate should have made you a gentleman's wife
Amanda, light of my life
Fate should have made you a gentleman's wife
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Louisiana Saturday night
Don Williams
Waiting in the front yard sitting on a log,
Single shot rifle and a one eyed dog.
Yonder come the kinfolk, in the moonlight
Louisiana Saturday night!
chorus: Hey you get down the fiddle and you get down the bow
Kick off your shoes and throw 'em on the floor
Dance in the kitchen 'til the morning light,
Louisiana Saturday night!
Waiting in the front yard sitting on a log,
Single shot rifle and a one eyed dog.
Yonder come the kinfolk, in the moonlight
Louisiana Saturday night!
My brother Bill and my other brother Jack,
Belly full o' beer and a possum in a sack.
Fifteen kids in the front porch light,
Louisana Saturday night!
chorus: Hey you get down the fiddle and you get down the bow
Kick off your shoes and throw 'em on the floor
Dance in the kitchen 'til the morning light,
Louisiana Saturday night!
When the Kinfolks leave and the kids get fed,
Me an' my woman gonna sneak off to bed.
Have a little fun when we turn off the light,
Louisiana Saturday night!
chorus(2): Hey you get down the fiddle and you get down the bow
Kick off your shoes and throw 'em on the floor
Dance in the kitchen 'til the morning light,
Louisiana Saturday night!
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I'm Just A Country Boy
(Marshall Barer, Fred Hellerman)
I ain´t gonna marry in the fall
I ain´t gonna marry in the spring
Cause I´m in love with a pretty little girl
Who wears a diamond ring
And I´m just a country boy
Money have I none
But I´ve got silver in the stars
Gold in the mornin´ sun
Gold in the mornin´ sun
Never gonna kiss
The ruby red lips
Of the prettiest girl in town
Never gonna ask her if she´d
Marry me
I know she´d turn me down
Cause I´m just a country boy
Money have I none
But I´ve got silver in the stars
Gold in the mornin´ sun
Gold in the mornin´ sun
I never could afford
A store bought ring
With a sparkling diamond stone
All I could afford
Is a loving heart
The only one I own
Cause I´m just a country boy
Money have I none
But I´ve got silver in the stars
Gold in the mornin´ sun
Gold in the mornin´ sun
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self biased
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Yggdrasil.
Nov 1999 time: 00:28
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The Outsider, A Perfect Circle.
Help me if you can
It's just that this is going away
I want it so quickly please,
Help me understand what
I've given in to all the years
And this darkness I have known
Lying to myself again
Suicidal imbecile
Think about it, put it on the faultline
What'll it take to get it through to you precious
Come on to this, why do you wanna throw it away like this
Such a *****, why do I wanna watch you
Disconnect and self destruct one woman at a time
What's your rush now, everyone will have his day to die
Medicated, drawn away, picture perfect, no more legiments
Narcisistic, drawn away, craving fame and all this decadance
Lying through your teeth again
Suicidal imbecile
Think about it, put it on the fautline
What'll it take to get it through to you precious
Come to this, why do you wanna throw it away like this
Such a *****, why do I wanna watch you
Disconnect and self destruct one woman at a time
What's your rush now, everyone will have his day to die
They were right about you
They were right about you
Lying to my face again
Suicidal imbecile
Think about it put it on the fautline
What'll it take to get it through to you precious
Come on to this , why do you wanna throw it away like this
Such a *****, come to this, come to this
Disconnect and self destruct, one woman at a time
What's your hurry, everyone will have his day to die
If you choose to pull the trigger, should your karma prove sincere,
Do it somewhere far away from here
dark milennium, bolt thrower.
You feel confusion and new torment as your mind decays
Devolution of your life - begins today - begins today
Hear the sircas scream in vain
Despair for your life
Hope is futile as missiles strike
A cruel twist of the knife
Those that dominate, direct their hate
Life obliterate, humans terminate
Hope for a future, is what you say
With your world in ruins, what a price to pay
As you crawl through the wreckage - you can't believe
Could mankind really be so naive
This world now twisted, brought to its knees
With the people in power left to oversee
A world totally deformed, no hope of being reborn
The heart from it now torn, this world now we all mourn
Look to the future, on your knees now pray
With this world in ruins, what a price to pay
Your world's now in ruins
What a price you paid
Basking In The Darkness, Hemlock
BASKING IN THE DARKNESS-why?
A black rose-a dead hand
be of the strong seems i cannot stand
Hiding-fighting
just pretending to ignore it all
nightmares-this fear
of the one who has killed you all
closed eyes-a sealed mind
BASKING IN THE DARKNESS
Why?-Dark voice-my head
Be of the strong seems i have not bled
Concave-your trust
your fears come from evil lust
No way-to erase
the vivid pain that lurks inside
the drab skies-the evil lies
BASKING IN THE DARKNESS
Why?
Reflections of the fresh rain on the concrete
My brains all twisted and my life keeps dying
Dilluted dreams floating in
the gutter once glistening
The ones that don't care
were the only ones listening
BASKING IN THE DARKNESS
Why?
BASKING IN THE DARKNESS
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Bereta_Eder
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Sex Pistols
Something Else
Look at that
Here she comes
Here comes that girl again
One of the cutest since I don't know when
But she don't notice me when I pass
She goes with all the guys from outta my class
But that can't stop me from thinkin' to myself
She's sure fine lookin', man, she's something else
Look at that
'Cross the street
There's a car built just for me
To own a car would be a luxury
But right now I can't afford the gas
A brand new convertible is out of my class
But that can't stop me from thinkin' to myself
That car's fine lookin', man, it's something else
Hey, look at that
Just wait and see
Worked hard and saved my dough
I buy that car and then I roll up with Joe
Get me that girl and we go ridin' around
We look real sharp with the wide top down
I keep on dreamin' and thinkin' to myself
When it all comes true, man, that's something else
Hey, look at that
What's all this?
Never thought I'd do this before
But here I'm a-knockin' on her door
My car's out front and it's all mine
It's a '41 job not a '59
I got that girl and I'm thinkin' to myself
She's sure fine lookin', man, she's something else
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of The Cooler
Sep 1999 time: 23:28
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Smoke Buddha
Muddy Waters
Verse One:
Aiyyo I got a slight problem I smoke weed too much
Knees buckle the uck up when I'm splittin my dutch
Back up back up! Ain't nobody hittin for free
It's just E Doubl E Keith Murray and me
It cost twenty if you're down with it
Aiyyo son I ride around with my hooptie tinted
to ride around blitted
Cause I be feenin for that pookie
I smoke the good shhh save the backyard boogie for all groupies
And I be, smokin up the hotel lobby
Between mo' sheets than the Isleys, I'm high G
I'm holdin it down for the B-Rrrah-I-C
K, blaze, tell you to get bluhh politely
(Hit the funky if you're riding around gettin blitz)
Ask me if I love the rap game -- I, I'm loving it
Cause I can do what the OWW/-uck I feel is real
Blaze the poot with D. Don and tell UHH to get the dillz
Chorus: repeat 2X
I smoke on and on on, ya don't stop
I'm gettin mad -ucked up and ya don't stop
To all my real dogs, all my real pals
who ain't smokin, get the -uck owwwwt
Verse Two:
I just love tokin, blackin out like Tame in the open
Of course I got the raw dog no need to stick your nose in
Gave you a straight up shotgun when we was smokin
Froze you so fast -- you looked it like Madonna Vogue-in
AwwwwuhhhhH! I got the shhh to get your whole click high
We can get high, but act funny and I'ma whip out
And they gon' whip out, and blow notes like Michel'le
Cause you tried to jump the cipher and it goes THISSAWAY
Chorus
[singing] Smoke buddha, smoke buddha...
*clang* The song you're about to hear, is sponsored by
NASssWIPP
Niggaz against smokin weed in public places
A subdivision of *clang* IKSRFO
I'm knockin somebody right the 'uck out!
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Sex Pistols
My Way
And now, the end is near
And so I face the final curtain (Ha ha ha!)
You cvnt, I'm not a queer
I'll state my case, of which I'm certain
I've lived a life that's full
And each and every highway
And much, much more than this
I did it my way
Regrets, I've had a few
But then again, too few to mention
But I did .. what I had to do
I'll see it through without devotion
I planned, each chartered course
Be careful thought along the highway
And more, much more than this
I did it my way
There were times, I'm sure you knew
When there was ****, **** **** else to do
But through it all, when there was doubt
I shot it up, or kicked it out
I faced the wall .. and .. the wall
And did it my way
I've loved in bed last night
I've had my fill, my share of looting
And now, the tears subside
I find it all so amusing
To think, I killed a cat
And may I say .. not in the way
"But no, no, not me"
"I did it my way"
For what is a brat, what has he got
When he wears hats that he cannot
Say the things he truly thinks
But only the words, not what he feels
The record shows, I've got no clothes
And did it my way
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C0ckney
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Big Up The Macedonian Massive
Apr 2000 time: 05:28
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unkle ft. richard ashcroft - lonely soul
God knows you're lonely souls
God knows you're lonely souls
God knows you're lonely souls
Yeah, yeah
I believe there's a time and a place
To let your mind drift and get out of this place
I believe there's a day and a place
That we will go to, and I know you wanna share.
There's no secret to living (There's no secret to living)
Just keep on walking
There's no secret to dying (There's no secret to dying)
Just keep on flying.
I'm gonna die in a place that don't know my name
I'm gonna die in a space that don't hold my fame.
God knows you're lonely souls
God knows you're lonely souls.
I believe there's a time when the cord of life
Should be cut, my friends (Cut the cord, my friend)
I believe there's a time when the cord can be cut
And this vision ends (Let this vision end).
But I'm gonna die in a place that don't know my name
And I'm gonna cry in a space that don't hold my fame.
Walking in the cold
Just keep on flying
There'll be a searchlight
On the mountain high
God knows you're lonely souls
God knows you're lonely souls
God knows you're lonely souls
God knows you're lonely souls
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
I'm a lonely soul.
I'm gonna die in a place that don't know my name
I'm gonna die in a place that don't know my name.
God knows you are lonely souls
Lonely souls
Lonely souls
Lonely souls
I'm a lonely soul.
So long, little chapel
Pack up your light
Pack up your light
Say goodbye to the holy water life
Ohhh.....
Ahhh.....
unkle ft. badly drawn boy - nursrey rhyme breather
Does it mean I never let you know
Each time I turn inside
When I fully grow I'll outsize you
But I won't let you fall in love
You know it flows over me
And you won't let me drown inside
Sing a nursery rhyme to keep me quiet
Sing a nursery rhyme to keep me quiet
Woman please stay close to me, close to me
Carried through your ecstasy
You can't stop me breathing
Even when you're on fire
Know that you're weaving
With my emotional wires
Flows through me, in through me, out through me
Over me, feeling me, feeding me electrically
It's electric ballroom love X7
Do do do do, do do do do
I have to breathe the air you breathe
I'm inside you
In a room inside a room, I'm inside you
The colour changes follow your emotion
I can see when you're feeling desire
I feel him close to you
While I just walk around inside you
Don't let him close to me
Not when you know it's not the one
The one X6 that you love
It's electric ballroom love X7
Keep me quiet
Won't you sing me a nursery rhyme
To keep me quiet while you're on fire
X3
Please just sing me a nursery rhyme
To keep me quiet, while I'm inside
X2
I won't let you fall in love
You know inside, the baby knows
X4
Your baby knows X4
You're on fire, you're on fire
Keep me quiet, keep me angry
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Screaming Trees
Witness
It’s taken everything
Everything I got and it’s hung me on the line
Water rising up over me
And I think I’m gonna die
Think I’m gonna die
I told a lie
That’s what I said
I told the one you know I’ll always keep
Whose God is mine (3x’s)
Whose God is
The one with the witness
Shine your lonely light on me
I’ll be there to hold the mirror
I can take you down with me
Show you lonely, lonely, lonely
Death wastes no time it seems
And it’s hung me on the line
Hung me on the line
Hard rain falling all over me
And I think I’m gonna die
Think I’m gonna die
I told a lie
That’s what I said
I told the one you know I’ll always keep
Whose God is mine (3x’s)
Whose God is
The one with the witness
Shine.......
Throwing Muses
Bright Yellow Gun
With your bright yellow gun, You own the sun
And I think I need a little poison
To keep me tame Keep me awake
I have nothing to offer but confusion
And the circus in my head, And the middle of the bed
In the middle of the night
With your bright silver frown, You own the town
And I think I need a little poison
I have no secrets I have no lies
I have nothing to offer but the middle of the night
And I think you need a little poison
You leak one apple a week to survive
And you still have to ask if you're alive
You have nothing to offer but police my dreams
Keep me clean Keep me awake
With your bright yellow gun, You own the sun
And I think I need a little poison
With your bright silver grin, You own sin
And I think I need a little poison
Bright yellow gun
Jesus and Mary Chain
Taste of Cindy
Crack of dawn
Cindy's movin' on
Talking Cindy to everyone
Til she's had her fun
She has me
We twist the sun and sea
Still she's talking to everyone
Cindy's had her fun
Though I've heard it before
Still I need you more and more
But I just can't get away
Cindy kills me every day
And I tried and I tried
But you looked right through me
Knife to my head when she talks so sweetly
Knife in my head when I think of Cindy
Knife in my head is the taste of Cindy
Throwing Muses
Not too soon
She
colourblind
tired eyes
Her hallway aching
She'll never move him - likes it that way
He's just a walker and he'll never stop walking away
It's not too soon he said
It's not too soon at all
You might as well be dead he said
If you're afraid to fall
I said -
I know her
She said -
Why do you stare so hard
Wrapped up like a doll in bad dreams and broken arms
Make these old bones shiver
It's not too soon he said
It's not too soon at all
You might as well be dead he said
If you're afraid to fall
I said -
I know her
The last time I saw you,
You were standing in the dark
And with a freezing face,
I watched you fall apart
It's not too soon he said
It's not too soon at all
You might as well be dead he said
If you're afraid to fall
I said,
done your time
been in your place
I couldn't look you in the face
and tell you that it turns me on
it makes my stomach turn
I know her
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SlowwHand
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of The Cooler
Sep 1999 time: 23:28
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I Love This Bar
Toby Keith
We got winners; we got losers;
Chain smokers and boozers.
An' we got yuppies; we got bikers;
An' we got, thirsty hitchhikers.
And the girls next door dress up like movie stars:
Mm, mm, mmm, mmm, mmm, I love this bar.
We got cowboys; we got truckers;
Broken hearted fools and suckers.
An' we got husslers; we got fighters;
Early birds and all nighters.
And the veterans talk about their battle scars:
Mm, mm, mmm, mmm, mmm, I love this bar.
I love this bar,
It's my kind place.
Just walk in through the front door,
Puts a big smile on my face.
It ain't too far; come as you are.
Mm, mm, mmm, mmm, mmm, I love this bar.
I've seen short skirts; we've got high-techs;
Blue collar boys and rednecks.
An' we got lovers; lots of lookers;
I've even seen dancin' girls and hookers.
And we like to drink our beer from a mason jar:
Mm, mm, mmm, mmm, mmm, I love this bar, yes I do!
I like my truck, (I like my truck),
An' I like my girlfriend, (I like my girlfriend),
I like to take her out to dinner;
I like a movie now and then:
But I love this bar,
It's my kind place.
Just toeing around the dance floor,
Puts a big smile on my face.
No cover charge; come as you are.
Mm, mm, mmm, mmm, mmm, I love this bar.
Mm, mm, mmm, mmm, mmm, I just love this ol' bar.
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and the center of your universe
Jun 2000 time: 05:28
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Sol
Can you see me?
Rising fast against the sea.
Can you feel me?
Burning Luminously.
I push away the darkness
I bring you to the light
Lord of all creation
I chase away the night
If you are lost
I will help you find a way
Believe in yourself
and you will never fail
Can you see me?
You say there's no one left
It's 2a.m. and your still clinging to the remanence.
Shake off the dust
Lay aside you fears
Feel me burning deep and they will dissappear
I push away the darkness
I bring you to the light
Lord of all creation
I chase away the night
If you are lost
I will help you find a way
Believe in yourself
and you will never fail
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Clear Skies
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looking for a saviour in these dirty streets
Jul 2000 time: 05:28
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REM - Imitation of Life
Charades pop skill
Water hyacinth
Named by a poet
Imitation of life
Like a koi in a frozen pond
Like a goldfish in a bowl
I don't want to hear you cry
That sugar cane that tasted good
That cinnamon, that's Hollywood
Come on, come on
No-one can see you try
You want the greatest thing
The greatest thing since bread came sliced
You've got it all
You've got it sized
Like a Friday fashion show
Teenager cruising in the corner
Trying to look like you don't try
That sugar cane that tasted good
That cinnamon, that's Hollywood
Come on, come on
No-one can see you try
No-one can see you cry
That sugar cane that tasted good
That freezing rain, that's what you could
Come on, come on
No-one can see you cry
This sugar cane, this lemonade
This hurricane, I'm not afraid
Come on, come on
No-one can see me cry
This lightning storm
This tidal wave
This avalanche, I'm not afraid
Come on, come on
No-one can see me cry
That sugar cane that tasted good
That's who you are, that's what you could
Come on, come on
No-one can see you cry
That sugar cane that tasted good
That's who you are, that's what you could
Come on, come on
No-one can see you cry...
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SlowwHand
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of The Cooler
Sep 1999 time: 23:28
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Watcher Of The Skies
Watcher of the skies watcher of all
His is a world alone no world is his own,
He whom life can no longer surprise,
Raising his eyes beholds a planet unknown.
Creatures shaped this planet's soil,
Now their reign has come to an end,
Has life again destroyed life,
Do they play elsewhere, do they know
more than their childhood games?
Maybe the lizard's shed its tail,
This is the end of man's long union with Earth.
Judge not this race by empty remains
Do you judge God by his creatures when they are dead?
For now, the lizard's shed it's tail
This is the end of man's long union with Earth.
From life alone to life as one,
Think not your journey's done
For though your ship be sturdy, no
Mercy has the sea,
Will you survive on the ocean of being?
Come ancient children hear what I say
This is my parting council for you on your way.
Sadly now your thoughts turn to the stars
Where we have gone you know you never can go.
Watcher of the skies watcher of all
This is your fate alone, this fate is your own.
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Throwing it All Away
Need I say I love you
Need I say I care
Need I say that emotion's,
Something we don't share
I don't want to be sitting here
trying to deceive you
Cos you know I know baby
I don't wanna go.
We cannot live together
We cannot live apart
That's the situation
I've known it from the start
Every time that I look at you
I can see the future
Cos you know I know baby
I don't wanna go.
Throwing it all away
Throwing it all away
Is there nothing that I can say
To make you change your mind
I watch the world go round and round
And see mine turning upside down
You're throwing it all away.
Who'll light up the darkness
Who will hold your hand
Who will find you the answers
When you don't understand
Why should I have to be the one
Who has to convince you
Cos you know I know baby
That I don't wanna go.
Some day you'll be sorry
Someday when you're free
Memories will remind you
That our love was meant to be
Late at night when you call my name
The only sound you'll hear
Is the sound of your voice calling
Calling after me.
Just throwing it all away
Throwing it all away
There's nothing I can say
You're throwing it all away.
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The Battle Of Epping Forest
(Taken from a news story concerning two rival gangs fighting
over East-End Protection rights)
Along the Forest Road, there's hundreds of cars - luxury cars.
Each has got its load of convertible bars, cutlery cars - superscars!
For today is the day when they sort it out, sort it out,
'cause they disagree on a gangland boundary.
Yes, they disagree on a gangland boundary.
There's Willy Wright and his boys -
one helluva noise, that's Billy's boys!
With fully-fashioned mugs, that's Little John's thugs,
the Barking Slugs - supersmugs!
For today is the day when they sort it out, sort it out,
these Christian soldiers fight to protect the poor.
East end heroes got to score in...
the Battle of Epping Forest,
it's the Battle of Epping Forest,
right outside your door.
You ain't seen nothing like it.
No, you ain't seen nothing like it,
not since the Civil War.
Coming over the hill are the boys of Bill,
and Johnny's lads stand very still.
With the thumpire's shout, they all start to clout
- there's no guns in this gentleman's bout.
Georgie moves in on the outside left
with a chain flying round his head;
and Harold Demure, from Art Literature,
nips up the nearest tree.
(Here come the cavalry!)
Admidst the battle roar,
accountants keep the score: 10-4.
They've never been alone, after getting a radiophone.
The bluebells are ringing for Sweetmeal Sam, real ham,
handing out bread and jam just like any picnic.
It's 5-4 on William Wright; he made his pile on Derby night.
When Billy was a kid, walking the streets,
the other kids hid - so they did!
Now, after working hard in security trade, he's got it made.
The shops that need aid are those that haven't paid.
"I do my double-show quick!" said Mick the *****, fresh out the nick.
"I sell cheap holiday. The minute they leave,
then a visit I pay - and does it pay!"
And his friend, Liquid Len by name,
of Wine, Women and Wandsworth fame,
said "I'm breaking the legs of the bastard that got me framded!"
They called me the Reverend when I entered the Church unstained;
my employers have changed but the name has remained.
It all began when I went on a tour,
hoping to find some furniture.
I followed a sign - it said "Beautiful Chest".
It led to a lady who showed me her best.
She was taken by surprise when I quickly closed my eyes.
So she rang the bell, and quick as hell
Bob the Nob came out on his job
to see what the trouble was.
"Louise, is the Reverend hard to please?"
"You're telling me!"
"Perhaps, sir, if it's not too late.
we could interest you in our Staffordshire plate?"
"Oh no, not me, I'm a man of repute."
But the Devil caught hold of my soul and a voice called out "Shoot!"
To save my steeple, I visited people;
for this I'd gone when I met Little John.
His name came, I understood,
when the judge said "You're a robbing hood."
He told me of his strange foundation,
conceived on sight of the Woodstock nation;
he'd had to hide his reputation.
When poor, 'twas salvation from door to door.
But now, with a pin-up guru every week,
it's Love, Peace & Truth Incorporated for all who seek.
He employed me as a karmacanic, with overall charms.
His hands were then fit to receive, receive alms.
That's why we're in
the Battle of Epping Forest,
it's the Battle of Epping Forest,
right outside your door.
We guard your souls for peanuts,
and we guard your shops and houses
for just a little more.
In with a left hook is the Bethnal Green Butcher,
but he's countered on the right by Mick's chain-gang fight,
and Liquid Len, with his smashed bottle men,
is lobbing Bob the Nob across the gob.
With his kissar in a mess, Bob seems under stress,
but Jones the Jug hits Len right in the mug;
and Harold Demure, who's still not quite sure,
fires acorns from out of his sling.
(Here come the cavalry!)
Up, up above the crowd,
inside their Silver Cloud, done proud,
the bold and brazen brass, seen darkly through the glass.
The butler's got jam on his Rolls; Roy doles out the lot,
with tea from a silver pot just like any picnic.
Along the Forest Road, it's the end of the day
and the Clouds roll away.
Each has got its load - they'll come out for the count
at the break-in of day.
When the limos return for their final review, it's all thru'
- all they can see is the morning goo.
"There's no-one left alive - must be draw."
So the Blackcap Barons toss a coin to settle the score.
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Sep 1999 time: 23:28
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Rock Singer Robert Palmer Dies at Age 54
2 hours, 1 minute ago
By ROBERT BARR, Associated Press Writer
LONDON - Rock singer Robert Palmer (news), known for his sharp suits and hits including "Addicted to Love," died Friday in Paris of a heart attack, his manager said. He was 54.

Simply Irresistable
Robert Palmer
How can it be permissible
She compromised my principle, yeah yeah
That kind of love is mythical
She's anything but typical
She's a craze you'd endorse, she's a powerful force
You're obliged to conform when there's no other course
She used to look good to me, but now I find her
Simply irresistible
Simply irresistible
Her loving is so powerful, huh
It's simply unavoidable
The trend is irreversible
The woman is invincible
She's a natural law, and she leaves me in awe
She deserves the applause, I surrender because
She used to look good to me, but now I find her
Simply irresistible
Simply irresistible
(Simply irresistible) She's so fine,
there's no tellin' where the money went
(Simply irresistible) She's all mine, there's no other way to go
She's unavoidable, I'm backed against the wall
She gives me feelings like I never felt before
I'm breaking promises, she's breaking every law
She used to look good to me, but now I find her
Simply irresistible
She's so fine, there's no tellin' where the money went
(Simply irresistible) She's all mine, there's no other way to go
Her methods are inscrutable
The proof is irrefutable, Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
She's so completely kissable, huh
Our lives are indivisible
She's a craze you'd endorse, she's a powerful force
You're obliged to conform when there's no other course
She used to look good to me, but now I find her
Simply irresistible
Simply irresistible
She's so fine, there's no tellin' where the money went
(Simply irresistible) She's all mine, there's no other way to go
She's so fine, there's no tellin' where the money went
(Simply irresistible) She's all mine, there's no other way to go
Simply irresistible
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of The Cooler
Sep 1999 time: 23:28
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A Hard Rain's Gonna Fall
Bob Dylan
Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed son?
Oh, where have you been, my darling young one?
I've stumbled on the side of twelve misty mountains,
I've walked and I've crawled on six crooked highways,
I've stepped in the middle of seven sad forests,
I've been out in front of a dozen dead oceans,
I've been ten thousand miles in the mouth of a graveyard,
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard,
And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.
Oh, what did you see, my blue-eyed son?
Oh, what did you see, my darling young one?
I saw a newborn baby with wild wolves all around it
I saw a highway of diamonds with nobody on it,
I saw a black branch with blood that kept drippin',
I saw a room full of men with their hammers a-bleedin',
I saw a white ladder all covered with water,
I saw ten thousand talkers whose tongues were all broken,
I saw guns and sharp swords in the hands of young children,
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard,
And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.
And what did you hear, my blue-eyed son?
And what did you hear, my darling young one?
I heard the sound of a thunder, it roared out a warnin',
Heard the roar of a wave that could drown the whole world,
Heard one hundred drummers whose hands were a-blazin',
Heard ten thousand whisperin' and nobody listenin',
Heard one person starve, I heard many people laughin',
Heard the song of a poet who died in the gutter,
Heard the sound of a clown who cried in the alley,
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard,
And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.
Oh, who did you meet, my blue-eyed son?
Who did you meet, my darling young one?
I met a young child beside a dead pony,
I met a white man who walked a black dog,
I met a young woman whose body was burning,
I met a young girl, she gave me a rainbow,
I met one man who was wounded in love,
I met another man who was wounded with hatred,
And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard,
It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.
Oh, what'll you do now, my blue-eyed son?
Oh, what'll you do now, my darling young one?
I'm a-goin' back out 'fore the rain starts a-fallin',
I'll walk to the depths of the deepest black forest,
Where the people are many and their hands are all empty,
Where the pellets of poison are flooding their waters,
Where the home in the valley meets the damp dirty prison,
Where the executioner's face is always well hidden,
Where hunger is ugly, where souls are forgotten,
Where black is the color, where none is the number,
And I'll tell it and think it and speak it and breathe it,
And reflect it from the mountain so all souls can see it,
Then I'll stand on the ocean until I start sinkin',
But I'll know my song well before I start singin',
And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard,
It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.
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of The Cooler
Sep 1999 time: 23:28
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Operator
Jim Croce
Operator, well could you help me place this call?
See, the number on the matchbook is old and faded
She's living in L. A. with my best old ex-friend Ray
A guy she said she knew well and sometimes hated
Isn't that the way they say it goes?
Well, let's forget all that
And give me the number if you can find it
So I can call just to tell 'em I’m fine and to show
I've overcome the blow, I’ve learned to take it well
I only wish my words could just convince myself
That it just wasn't real
But that's not the way it feels
Operator, could you help me place this call?
Well, I can't read the number that you just gave me
There's something in my eyes, you know it happens every time
I think about a love that I thought would save me
Isn't that the way they say it goes?
Well, let's forget all that
And give me the number if you can find it
So I can call just to tell 'em I’m fine and to show
I've overcome the blow, I’ve learned to take it well
I only wish my words could just convince myself
That it just wasn't real
But that's not the way it feels
No No No No... That's not the way it feels
Operator, let's forget about this call
You see there's no one there, ah, I really wanted to talk to
Thank you for your time, ah, you've been so much more than kind
And you can keep the dime
Isn't that the way they say it goes?
Well, let's forget all that
And give me the number if you can find it
So I can call just to tell 'em I’m fine and to show
I've overcome the blow, I’ve learned to take it well
I only wish my words could just convince myself
That it just wasn't real
But that's not the way it feels
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of The Cooler
Sep 1999 time: 23:28
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Note on Henley is from Dallas.
His mother passed away this weekend. 
I Will Not Go Quietly
Woke up with a heavy head
And I thought about leavin' town
I could have died if I wanted to--
Slipped over the edge and drowned
But, oh no baby, I won't give up so easy
Too many tire tracks in the sands of time
Too many love affairs that stop on a dime
I think it's time to make some changes 'round here
Yeah, I'm gonna tear it up
gonna trash it up
I'm gonna round it up
gonna shake it up
Oh no baby, I will not lie down
I'm brave enough to be crazy
I'm strong enough to be weak
I see all these heroes with feet of clay
Whose mighty ships have sprung a leak
And I want you to tell me darlin'
Just what do you believe in now?
Well, c'mon over here baby
You 'bout to gimme a heart attack
I wanna wrap my lovin' arms
Around the small of your back
Yeah, and I'm gonna pull you, pull you, pull you
Pull you right up close to me
Yeah, we're gonna tear it up
we gonna trash it up
gonna round it up
gonna shake it up
Oh, no no no, I will not lie down
Turn this thing around
I will not go quietly
I will not lie down
I will not go quietly
I will not lie down
I will not go quietly
I will not lie down
I will not lie down
Well, don't you ever get lonely?
Don't you ever get down?
Don't you ever get tired
Of all the wicked tongues in this town?
Oh baby, I just wanna take you away from here
I ain't no tiger
I ain't no little lamb
Suppose you tell me mama
Who do you think I think I am?
And oooh baby, don't you give a damn?
Yeah I'm gonna tear it up
gonna trash it up
gonna round it up
gonna shake it up
Oh baby I will not lie down
Turn this thing around
I will not go quietly
I will not lie down
I will not go quietly
I will not lie down
I will not go quietly
I will not lie down
I will not lie down
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Everything Is Different Now
I hate to tell you this, but I'm very, very happy
And I know that's not what you'd expect from me at all
I'm not the kind to smile and bow out gracefully
I always wanted to take it to the wall
But I found somebody with a heart as big as Texas
I found an angel with the golden wings
She saw me down here in the dark somehow
And everything is different now
Yeah, I miss the old crowd sometimes
And the wild, wild nights of running
You know, a starving soul can't live like that for long
You go around in circles that just keep getting smaller
You wake up one morning and half your life is gone
I got so tired of that, I got so lonely
I dropped down and I called out to Heaven
"Send me someone to love."
And Heaven shot back, "You get the love that you allow."
And everything is different now
Oh, and it's sweet to know
The wisdom that living brings
Since I got a telegram from the god of simple things
She said "I don't care what you do for a living."
She said "I don't care what kind of car you drive."
"All I want to know right now is what you believe in
And what it means for you to be alive.
Will you stand here in this fire with me?
Are you ready for another life?"
So I bit that bullet, and took that vow
And everything is different now
Everything is different now
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United States
Nov 2001 time: 00:28
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JAY-Z LYRICS
"Do it Again"
(feat. Amil, Beanie Sigel)
[Jay-Z]
Roc-A-Fella
Y'all know what this is
We givin y'all five seconds to put your drinks down
and report to the dance floor immediately
All the bustas we giving y'all five seconds to get close to an exit
It's about to get real ugly in here
Five Seconds is up
Let's go!
Throw the hands up (uh, uh, uh)
Throw the hands up (Niggaz)
Throw the hands up (*****es)
Throw the hands up (Bustas)
Throw the hands up (Hustlers)
Throw the hands up (Hos)
Throw the hands up (Posta's)
Throw the hands up (MAC)
[Beanie Sigel]
You know how Mac come through on the club tip
Everybody real deep on that thug sh*t
Cop Cris' spray the club on that thug sh*t
Cop frisks suits snub in the club quick
Told y'all real high, when I come through
You can try if you want to, you can die if you want to
We hittin whores on the floor, whole crew be wild
***** "Back That Azz Up" like Juvenile (huh)
When my peeps come through to spend a dime apiece
You know Mac come through with a line of freaks
Every ***** on the hit be a 9 at least
We getting head on the floor, while you grinding freaks
Whole squad get it down like this
Whole squad buying rounds of Cris
Whole squad got they crowns on wrist
Whole squad got a pound of twist
Whole squad got a pound to spit
In case a clown wanna flip
Mac never slip in a club, told y'all niggas 4/5th in a club
If a nigga wanna draw then the blood it can drip in the club
You know how niggaz get in the club, **** you know how I be
All high in VIP, rolling up to B.I.G. (Baby)
Niggaz be all liquored up talkin ****
Till' they man gotta come pick them up
Got *****es in the back bouncin to "Jigga What"
You got your hands up and I ain't even stick y'all up
Throw the hands up (uh, uh, uh, Everybody get it up)
Throw the hands up
[Jay-Z (Amil)]
12 AM on the way to the club (uh)
1 AM DJ made it erupt (uh-huh)
2 AM now I'm gettin with her (what up?)
3 AM now I'm splittin with her (splitting with who?)
4 AM at the waffle house (waffle house)
5 AM now we at my house (uh)
6 AM I be diggin her out (who?)
6:15 I be kickin her out (what?)
7 AM I'ma call my friends (uh-huh)
12AM we gonna do it again, we gon, we gon, we gonna do it again
(We gonna do it again)
[Jay-Z]
By the way yo
Yo, how the f*ck you gonna talk about MC's on our hill
When we just cop them things homey the chromy wheels
Both arms are chunky the sleeves on chill
Any given times 100 G's in your grill
Don't talk to me bout MC's got skillz
He's alright but he's not real
Jay-Z's that deal with seeds in a field
Never fear for war, hug, squeeze that steel
F*ck, you gotta a flow that's cool with me
You gotta lil' dough that cool with me
You gotta little cars little jewelries
But none of y'all motherf**kers could fool with me
You know the wrist frost bit minus two degrees
Bout as blue as the sea the way I manuever the V
Hat cocked can't see his eyes, who could it be?
With that new blue Yankee on, who but me?
Niggaz shift two million, then I blew the three
Then I skated the four, before I went on tour
I came back and it's plain
Y'all niggaz ain't rappin the same
F*ck the flow y'all jackin our slang
I seen the same sh*t happen to Kane
Three cuts in your eyebrow tryin to wild out
The game is ours will never foul out
Y'all just better hope we gracefully bow out
Throw your hands up
Niggaz, *****es, Bustas, Hustlers F*CK THAT
(Throw the hands up)
[Amil (Jay-Z)]
12 AM on the way to the club (uh huh)
1 AM bout to shake the butt (uh)
2 AM now I'm checkin the mix (ah yeah)
3 AM now he buyin me drinks (what you drinkin on)
4 AM exit the club (let's go)
5 AM think he gettin some butt (that's right)
6 AM nigga still ain't bust (what)
6:15 nigga will get up (uh)
7 AM gotta tell my friends (ah huh)
12 AM I'ma do it again, uh, uh
I'ma Do it again
12 AM we gonna do it again
(Uh, uh Let's go)
[Jay-Z]
12 AM on the way to the club
1 AM DJ made it a rub
2 AM now I'm gettin with her
3 AM now I'm splittin with her
4 AM at the waffle house
5 AM now we at my house
6 AM I be diggin her out
6:15 I be kickin her out
7 AM I'ma call my friends
12 AM We gonna do it again, we gon, we gon, we gonna do it again
Let's go
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of The Cooler
Sep 1999 time: 23:28
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Musta Got Lost, With Intro
J. Geils Band
(Spoken)
Hold on this song has a little introduction to it
It's ain’t supposed to be sad though you might feel it that way
It's a song about desperation,
Every now and then we do get desperate
This is a song about L-O-V-E,
and if you abuse it you're gonn' lose it
and if you lose it you're gonn' 'buse and
if you 'buse it you aint gonn' be able to choose it
cuz you aint gonn' have it further on down the line
things aint gonn' be so fine
you're gonn' to be sitting there on your little.. machine
tryin to look and keep it clean and
You’re going to be home playing bingo all night all alone
and that's why your sittin there by the telephone
and you know that she aint goin to call you!
So you put on the TV and you're watchin Johnny Carson
segwayin right into the Tomorrow show
but that don't got the go so you turn it off ya turn on the radio,
the radio don’t' seem to get the click so you say
"Hey Man, I can't lickety split"
You start to open up a little book
and there's somethin there you got to overlook
and you say "BABY, you know there's somethin on my mind!
"You say "Baby there's somethin on my mind -
I know that you're home and I know you aint all alone! "
So you start walking over to her house
and you get over to her house
and you walk over to her door and
you start poundin on her door and you say
"Open up the door b1tch!”
This is wooba gooba with the green teeth, let me in!!"
Well, she opens up the door
and then you just kinda walk up to her and say
"Baby", (say Baby!) you look up way up at her green mascara
and you say "Oh my darling,
you know her and me was at the party as friends -
do not believe what they say
that's only gossip that they tellin ya -
a wise crack of lies!"
You say Darling!!!
Take your big curls and squeeze them down Ratumba -
What's the name of the chick with the long hair?
(Rapunzel!) Hey Rapunzel!
Heh heh... Hey Reputa the beautah! Reputa the Beautah!
Hey Reputa the Beautah flip me down your hair
and let me climb up to the ladder of your love!!
Because this is the wooba gooba sayin to ya
"Love comes once and when it comes
you better grab it fast cuz sometimes the love
you grab aint gonn' last and
I believe I musta,
You know I think I musta,
You know baby I think I musta,
You know I think I musta,
I musta got lost!!!!!!!
1…2….3…
(Sung)
Never thought about tomorrow
Seemed like a long time to come
How could I be so blind, baby
Not to see you were the one
I let ya slip on from me baby
I let ya walk on by,
Shoulda loved, you told me
I refused to love, I let it die
Musta got lost, musta got lost, musta got lost
Somewhere down the line
Musta got lost, musta got lost
Give away the day you were mine
Don't know why I let you leave me
Honey I don’t know
See its hard to see lovin' comin baby
But I have a way to see it go
Musta got lost, musta got lost, musta got lost
Somewhere down the line
Musta got lost, I got lost
Give away the day you were mine
Love can be a sweet thing
girl I just don't understand
made a game outta lovin' you
now I hold a losin' hand
Musta got lost, musta got lost, musta got lost
Somewhere down the line
Musta got lost, I got lost girl
Give away the day you were mine
I just don't understand it
I just don't understand it
I just don't understand it
And I musta got lost, musta got lost, musta got lost
Somewhere down the line, hey
Musta got lost, baby, I got lost girl
Give away the day you were mine
Musta got lost, I got lost, musta got lost
somewhere down the line
Musta got lost, I got lost girl
Give away the day you were mine
C’mon
Oh, I got lost, double-crossed
Your lovin, give it to me all night long
(Instrumental Break)
I said your love got me higher,
than I ever been lifted before
I said your love got me higher,
than I ever been lifted before……
Somewhere…………………
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self biased
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Yggdrasil.
Nov 1999 time: 00:28
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The Noose, A Perfect Circle
So glad to see you well
Overcome and completely silent now
Without himself
You cast your demons out
And not to pull your halo down
Around your neck and tug you off your cloud
But I'm more than just curious
How you're planning to go about
Making your amends to the dead
To the dead
Recall the deeds as if
They're all someone else's
Atrocious stories
Now you stand reborn before us all
So glad to see you well
And not to pull your halo down
Around your neck and tug you to the ground
But I'm more than just curious
How you're planning to go about
Making your amends to the dead
To the dead
With your halo slipping down
Your halo slipping
Your halo slipping down
Your halo slipping down to choke you now
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