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everybody's leaving home
everybody's looking for somewhere
washed up on a turning tide
you find your own way, find your way alone

everybody's leaving home
everybody's crossing over
statesman with a face like stone
refugee whose tears will overflow

in your eyes another place, another time
the more you look, the more you travel blind

everybody's leaving home
you can watch the white cliffs crumble
trade wind, storm wind, wind of change
spitfire castles tumble to the sea

in your dreams you stand on solid ground
in your dreams you're always homeward bound

everybody's leaving home
everybody's looking for somewhere
washed up on a turning tide
you find your own way, find your way alone

find your own way, find your own way
back home
 
Oh I wanna go, yeah we gotta leave it right now
Opportunity knocks so let's barge on in
Oh I wanna beat the door down just to look inside
Our vital signs look good but our chances are slim, way grim

So I killed it anyway, I killed it anyway
Stand back, look proud and tall
Be afraid of what you see and not attack
I'm not invisible...

Oh I gotta go, yeah we gotta leave it right now
When opportunity knocks let's barge on in
The sour truths and the vengeance sweet
Memory is full but nothing to keep
So pull back those dirty sheets
Let's see that wet spot now

So I killed it anyway, I killed it anyway
Stand back, look proud and tall
Be afraid of what you see and not attack
I'm not invisible...
 
Time heals, time goes on and time really flies
Time hurts and time can cut you, cut you down to size
There's no need to touch you now, no, I'm doing fine
Life too can cut you and I've cut you out of mine

You're making me...
Sorry, sorry somehow
Sorry, sorry somehow

There's no need to talk to you, well to know what's on your mind
There's no need to see you either, no, I'm just being kind
You want me to beg forgiveness, tender an apology
It's not my fault and you're not getting one from me

Now I guess it's your decision now you decide
Take me to the cleaners baby, take me for a ride
Who ever cares for your affairs will sort it out for you
Send me a subpoena baby tell me what to do

I don't have to think about you, think about the past
Those days stand out in my mind and those days were the last
I know the time is coming and I'm waiting for the day
I'd give you everything in the world just to get it out of the way
 
Wow,have love
Whoa baby will travel,
Uh huh, uh huh,have love
Woah baby will travel,
I said if you need loving then
Mm,hmm,i’ll travel.

Yeah,i’ll travel from main to mexico
Just to find a little girl that loves me so
No matter when, no matter where i’ll be
I’m looking for a woman that’ll satisfy me.

Wow,have love
Whoa baby will travel,
Uh huh, uh huh,have love
Woah baby will travel,
I said if you need loving then
Mm,hmm,i’ll travel.

Yeah,yeah,yeah, have love
Oh baby will travel
Uh huh,have love
Oh pretty baby will travel.
I said if you need loving then
Mm, i’ll travel.

Well i might take a boat or i’ll take a plane
I might hitch hike or jump a railroad train
You’re kind of love drives a man insane
So look for me walking just a any old way.

Yeah,yeah,yeah, have love
Oh baby will travel
Uh huh,have love
Oh pretty baby will travel.
I said if you need loving then
Mm, i’ll travel.
 
Lover, there will be another one
Who'll hover over you beneath the sun
Tomorrow see the things that never come
Today

When you see me
Fly away without you
Shadow on the things you know
Feathers fall around you
And show you the way to go
It's over, it's over.

Nestled in your wings my little one
This special morning brings another sun
Tomorrow see the things that never come
Today

When you see me
Fly away without you
Shadow on the things you know
Feathers fall around you
And show you the way to go
It's over, it's over.

This song just reduces me to paste every time, I don't know why.
 
She stands all alone
You can hear her hum softly
From her fire escape in the sky
She fills the bags 'neath her eyes
With the moonbeams
And cries 'cause the world's passed her by

Didn't time sounds sweet yesterday?
In a world filled with friends
You lose your way

She's a haunted house
And her windows are broken
And the sad young man's gone away
Her bathrobe's torn
And tears smudge her lipstick
And the neighbors just whisper all day

Didn't time sounds sweet yesterday?
In a world filled with friends
You lose your way
 
Hey Mr. Jim I can see the shape you’re in
Finger on your eyebrow
And left hand on your hip
Thinking that you’re such a lady killer
Think you’re so slick!
Alright

Brother Johnny, he caught a plane and he got on it
Now he’s a razor in the wind
And he got a pistol in his pocket
They say the man is crazy on the West Coast
Lord there ain’t no doubt about it!
Well allright

Sister Sue tell me baby what are we gonna do
She said take two candles,
And then you burn them out
Make a paper boat,light it and.... send it out
send it out now..

Spanish Stroll
Spanish Stroll
Spanish Stroll

Hey Rosita! Donde vas con mi carro Rosita?
tu sabes que te quiero
pero ti me quitas todo
ya te robasta mi television y mi radio
y ahora quiere llevarse mi carro
no me haga asi, rosita
ven aqui
ehi, estese aqui al lado rosita
Spanish Stroll

Mira aqui!

Hey Johny! Yeah, tenth street Johny
We’ve been looking for you man
Everybody told me you had moved uptown
Hey! you wanna go for a ride
I’m going uptown myself
For what?

Yeah, ain’t it right?
Yeah, one time for Tito Puente, one time
Are you ready?
Yeah, of course we cannot leave out, Mr Ray Baretto
Are you ready?Are you ready?Are you ready?
 
I don't wanna stay at your party
I don't wanna talk with your friends
I don't wanna vote for your president
I just wanna be your tugboat captain

It's a place I'd like to be
It's a place I'd like to be
It's a place I'd like to be
It's a place I'd be happy
It's a place I'd like to be
It's a place I'd like to be
It's a place I'd like to be
It's a place I'd be happy

I don't wanna stay at your party
I don't wanna talk to your friends
I don't wanna vote for your president
I just wanna be your tugboat captain

It's a place I'd like to be
It's a place I'd like to be
It's a place I'd like to be
It's a place I'd be happy
It's a place I'd like to be
It's a place I'd like to see
It's a place I'd like to be
It's a place I'd be happy

:(:(:(:D
 
I got a timebomb, in my mind Mom
I hear it ticking but I don't know why

I'd call the police, but they don't like me
I hear 'em whispering when I walk by

I got a landmine in my bloodline
I'm not immune to getting blown apart

She's like a claymore, that's what she's there for
She's waiting 'round here to get blown apart

Having her on my brain's like getting hit by a train,
She's gonna kill me. Oh Celeste, oh Celeste

I got a timebomb, in my mind Mom,
It's gonna go off, but I don't know when

I need a doctor to extract her
I got a feeling she'd get right back in again

I got a timebomb, in my mind Mom,
I got it badly for a stick-legged girl

She's gonna kill me, and I don't mean softly
I got it badly for a stick-legged girl

Having her on my brain's like getting hit by a train,
She's gonna kill me. Oh Celeste, oh Celeste, oh Celeste
 
Trails of troubles,
Roads of battles,
Paths of victory,
I shall walk.

The trail is dusty
And my road it might be rough,
But the better roads are waiting
And boys it ain't far off.

Trails of troubles,
Roads of battles,
Paths of victory,
I shall walk.

I walked down by the river,
I turned my head up high.
I saw that silver linin'
That was hangin' in the sky.

Trails of troubles,
Roads of battles,
Paths of victory,
I shall walk.

The evenin' dusk was rollin',
I was walking down the track.
There was a one-way wind a-blowin'
And it was blowin' at my back.

Trails of troubles,
Roads of battles,
Paths of victory,
I shall walk.

The gravel road is bumpy,
It's a hard road to ride,
But there's a clearer road a-waitin'
With the cinders on the side.

Trails of troubles,
Roads of battles,
Paths of victory,
I shall walk.

That evening train was rollin',
The hummin' of its wheels,
My eyes they saw a better day
As I looked across the fields.

Trails of troubles,
Roads of battles,
Paths of victory,
I shall walk.

The trail is dusty,
The road it might be rough,
But the good road is a-waitin'
And boys it ain't far off.

Trails of troubles,
Roads of battles,
Paths of victory,
I shall walk.
 
(someone's left the byrds on when they went out :))

Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.

Though I know that evenin's empire has returned into sand,
Vanished from my hand,
Left me blindly here to stand but still not sleeping.
My weariness amazes me, I'm branded on my feet,
I have no one to meet
And the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming.

Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.

Take me on a trip upon your magic swirlin' ship,
My senses have been stripped, my hands can't feel to grip,
My toes too numb to step, wait only for my boot heels
To be wanderin'.
I'm ready to go anywhere, I'm ready for to fade
Into my own parade, cast your dancing spell my way,
I promise to go under it.

Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.

Though you might hear laughin', spinnin', swingin' madly across the sun,
It's not aimed at anyone, it's just escapin' on the run
And but for the sky there are no fences facin'.
And if you hear vague traces of skippin' reels of rhyme
To your tambourine in time, it's just a ragged clown behind,
I wouldn't pay it any mind, it's just a shadow you're
Seein' that he's chasing.

Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.

Then take me disappearin' through the smoke rings of my mind,
Down the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen leaves,
The haunted, frightened trees, out to the windy beach,
Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow.
Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free,
Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands,
With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves,
Let me forget about today until tomorrow.

Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.
 
Craigavon sent the Specials out,
To shoot the people down,
He thought the IRA were dead,
In dear old Belfast town,
But he got a rude awakening,
With cannon and grenade,
When he met the First Battalion,
Of the Belfast Brigade.

Glory, glory to old Ireland,
Glory, glory to this island,
Glory to the memory of the men
Who fought and died,
"No surrender" is the war cry of
The Belfast Brigade.

The soldiers came from Holywood,
Equipped with English guns,
There were men by the thousand,
Ammunition by the ton,
But when they got to Belfast,
They were seriously delayed,
By the fighting First Battalion
Of the Belfast Brigade.

We have no ammunition,
Or no armoured tanks to show,
But we're ready to defend ourselves,
No matter where we go,
We're out for our Republic,
And to hell with your Free State,
"No surrender" is the war cry
Of the Belfast Brigade.

Come all you gallant Irishmen,
And join the IRA
We'll strike a blow for freedom,
When it comes a certain day,
You know your country's history,
And the sacrifice it made,
Come join the First Battalion
Of the Belfast Brigade.
 
An Ulster man I am proud to be from the Antrim Glens I come
Although I labored by the sea I followed fife and drum
I have heard the martial tramp of men; I've seen men fight and die
Ah! lads I well remember when I followed Henry Joy

I pulled my boat up from the sea I hid my sail away
I hung my nets on a greenwood tree and I scanned the moonlit bay
The boys were out, and the Redcoats too - I kissed my wife good-bye
And in the shade of the greenwood glade, sure I followed Henry Joy

In Antrim Town the tyrant stood, he tore our ranks with ball
But with a cheer and a pike to clear we swept the o'er the wall
Our pikes and sabers flashed that day - we won, but lost, ah why
No matter lads, I fought beside, and shielded Henry Joy

Ah! boys, for Ireland's cause we fought, for her and home we bled
Though pikes were few still our hearts beat true, and five to one lay dead
But many a lassie mourned her lad and mother mourned her boy
For youth was strong in that gallant throng, who followed Henry Joy

In Belfast Town they built a tree, and the Redcoats mustered there
I watched them come at the beat of the drum, rolled out from the barrack square
He kissed his sister and went aloft, he bade a last good-bye
"My God, he died," sure I turned and cried, "They have murdered Henry Joy!"
 
I am driving up 85 in the
kind of morning that lasts all afternoon
just stuck inside the gloom

Four more exits to my apartment but
I am tempted to keep the car in drive
and leave it all behind

Cause I wonder sometimes
about the outcome
of a still verdictless life

Am I living it right?
Am I living it right?
Am I living it right?
Why, why Georgia, why?

I rent a room and I fill the spaces with
wood in places to make it feel like home
but all I feel's alone

It might be a quarter life crisis
or just the stirring in my soul

Either way, I wonder sometimes
about the outcome
of a still verdictless life

Am I living it right?
Am I living it right?
Am I living it right?
Why, why Georgia, why?

So what, so I've got a smile on me
but it's hiding the quiet superstitions in my head

Don't believe me
Don't believe me
When I say I've got it down

Everybody is just a stranger
but that's the danger
in going my own way
it's the price I have to pay

still "Everything happens for a reason"
is no reason not to ask yourself

If your're living it right
Are you living it right?
Are you living it right?
Why, tell me why
Why, why Georgia why?
 
waves@MA :)

I don't want to be your friend
I just want to be your lover
No matter how it ends
No matter how it starts

Forget about your house of cards
And I'll do mine
Forget about your house of cards
And I'll do mine

Fall off the table and get swept under

Denial, denial

The infrastructure will collapse
From voltage spikes
Put your keys in the bowl
Kiss your husband goodnight

Forget about your house of cards
And I'll do mine
Forget about your house of cards
And I'll do mine

Fall off the table and get swept under

Denial, denial
Denial, denial
(Your ears should be burning)
Denial, denial
(Your ears should be burning)
 
Just as you take my hand
Just as you write my number down
Just as the drinks arrive
Just as they play your favourite song
As your bad mood disappears
No longer wound up like a spring
Before you've had too much
Come back in focus again

The walls abandon shape
They've got a Cheshire cat grin
All blurring into one
This place is on a mission
Before the night owl
Before the animal noises
Closed circuit cameras
Before you're comatose

Before you run away from me
Before you're lost between the notes
The beat goes round and round
The beat goes round and round
I never really got there
I just pretended that I had
What's the point of instruments
Words are a sawed off shotgun

Come on and let it out
Come on and let it out
Come on and let it out
Come on and let it out

Before you run away from me
Before you're lost between the notes
Just as you take the mic
Just as you dance, dance, dance

Jigsaw falling into place
There is nothing to explain
Regard each other as you pass
She looks back, you look back
Not just once
Not just twice
Wish away the nightmare
Wish away the nightmare
You've got a light you can feel it on your back
A light you can feel it on your back
Jigsaw falling into place
 
the national and bitter irony :)

I thought I'd come to you
And your long lazy scene
Instate direction, finger on a magazine.
I'd call you when I need you
I can't get used to your new name.

Send a body double over with your keys
She'll see you in an hour
Everybody quiet please.
Essex house is down the road
The actors want to be alone.

Your room is still and soft
As a jeweler's.
Incidental music coming down the hall
Remember when I never had to wait for you at all?
I wish my hands were yours as I lay your keys
On a magazine.

Take me to LaGuardia
My baby's gonna pay for me.

Bottle from the duty-free
I'll drink it all across the sea.
Lay me down business class
Headphones and a sleeping mask.

She's gonna pay for me
She's gonna pay for me.

Brother, I wish you were home
Just tell me you're not alone
Call me back; I'm on a plane
I think I'm somewhere over spain.
I'm in the dark without the stars
I've never seen a black suit dark
Thought I'd be above the rain
Somewhere on a higher plane.

Oh brother, I wish you were home
My brother, I wish you were home.

Baby, you're asleep by now
You never stayed awake for me
You never waited up for me,
No, you never waited up for me
Now there's nothing I can do
I lost you but i beat the sound
Couldn't if I wanted to
The cogwheel doesn't turn around

Oh brother, I wish you were home
My baby is in a room alone.

My brother, I wish you were home.
 
woke up to

I pictured a rainbow
You held in your hands
I had flashes
But you saw then plan
I wondered out in the world for years
While you just stayed in your room
I saw the crescent
You saw the whole of the moon
The whole of the moon

You were there at the turnstiles
With the wind at your heels
You stretched for the stars
And you know how it feels
To reach too high
Too far
Too soon
You saw the whole of the moon

I was grounded
While you filled the skies
I was dumbfounded by truths
You cut through lies
I saw the rain-dirty valley
You saw brigadoon
I saw the crescent
You saw the whole of the moon

I spoke about wings
You just flew
I wondered, I guessed, and I tried
You just knew
I sighed
But you swooned
I saw the crescent
You saw the whole of the moon
The whole of the moon

With a torch in your pocket
And the wind at your heels
You climbed on the ladder
And you know how it feels
To reach too high
Too far
Too soon
You saw the whole of the moon
The whole of the moon

Unicorns and cannonballs,
Palaces and piers,
Trumpets, towers, and tenemets,
Wide oceans full of tears,
Flag, rags, ferry boats,
Scimitars and scarves,
Every precious dream and vision
Underneath the stars

You climbed on the ladder
With the wind in your sails
You came like a comet
Blazing your trail
Too high
Too far
Too soon
You saw the whole of the moon
 
As I glanced once upon the foam
40 feet beneath my feet
The coldest calm
Flows through the molten veins
Cooling all the blood to slush
Congeals around again
Oh la la la...
Oh and 40 feet remain

Salt scales upon my drying arms
Burn my back beneath the sun
I am cold beneath the burning haze
Looking down, looking down
Down down again
Oh la la la...
Oh and 40 feet remain

La la la la...
Oh and 40 feet remain
 
"Underdogs"

This is for my folkers who got bills overdue
This is for my folkers, um, check one two
This is for my folkers who never lived like a hog
Me and you, toe to toe, I got love for the underdog

I raise this glass for the ones who die meaninglessly
And the newborns who get fed intravenously
Somebody's mom caught a job and a welfare fraud case
When she breathe she swear it feels like plastic wrap around her face
Lights turned off and its the third month the rent is late
Thoughts of being homeless, crying till you hyperventilate
Despair permeates the air then sets in your ear
The kids play with that one toy they learned how to share
Coming home don't never seem to be a celebration
Bills they piled up on the coffee table like they're decorations
Big ol' spoons of peanut butter, big ass glass of water
Makes the hunger subside, save the real food for your daughter
You feel like swingin haymakers at a moving truck
You feel like laughing so it seems like you don't give a fuck
You feel like getting so high you smoke a whole damn crop
You feel like crying but you think that you might never stop
Homes with no heat stiffen your joints like arthritis
If this was fiction, it'd be easier to write this
Some folks try to front like they so above you
They'd tear this motherfucker up if they really loved you

*chorus*

There's certain tricks of the trade to try and hault your defeat
Like taking tupperware to an "all you can eat"
Returning used shit for new saying you lost your receipt
And writing four figure checks when your accounts deplete
Then all your problems pile up about a mile up
Thinkin about a partner you can dial up to help you out this foul stuff
Whole family sleepin on a futon while you're clippin coupons
Eatin salad tryin to get full off the croutons
'Crosstown, the situation is identical
Somebody's getting strangled by the system and its tentacles
Misconceptions raise questions to be solved
Alot of b-boys are broke, alot of homeless got jobs
You can make 8 bones an hour till you pass out and still be assed out
Most pyramid schemes don't let you cash out
They say this generation makes the harmony pray
But crime rises consistent with the povery rate
You take the workers and jobs, you're gonna have murders and mobs
A gang of preachers screamin sermons over murmurs and sobs
Saying pray for a change from the Lord above you
They'd tear this motherfucker up if they really loved you

*chorus*

You like this song cause it relates, it's you in this rhyme
We go to stores that only let us in two at a time
We live in places where it costs to get your check cashed
Arguements about money usually drown out the tec blasts
Work six days a week, can't sleep Saturdays though
Muscles tremblin like a pager when the battery's low
And you just don't know where the years went
Although every long shift feels like a year spent
And you can write your resume, but it wouldn't even mention
All the life lessons learned doing six years of detention
Or how you learned the police was just some handicappers
On the ground next to broken glass and candy wrappers
Now don't accept my collects on the phone
Just hit me at the house so I know I ain't alone
And we can chop it up about this messed up system
Homies that's been killed, how we always gonna miss them
It's almost impossible survivin on this fraction
Sip a 40 to the brain for the chemical reaction
You gotta hustle cause they're tryin to push and shove you
I'll tear this motherfucker up since I really love you
 
My boyfriend's remix of my friend's song. It's about my level of humour:

Yo momma, yo daddy, your sister's a ho
Yo momma, yo daddy, your sister's a ho
Yo momma, yo daddy, your sister's a ho
Yo momma, yo daddy, your sister's a ho
Yo momma, yo daddy, your sister's a ho
Yo momma, yo daddy, your sister's a ho

HO
HO
HO
HO
HO
HO
HO
HO
HO
HO
HO
HO
HO
HO
HO

Yo momma, yo daddy, your sister's a ho
Yo momma, yo daddy, your sister's a ho

HO
HO
HO
HO
HO
HO
HO
HO
HO
HO
HO
HO
HO
HO
HO

Yo brother, yo cousin, your auntie's a bitch
Yo brother, yo cousin, your auntie's a bitch

BITCH
BITCH
BITCH
BITCH
BITCH
BITCH
BITCH
BITCH
BITCH
BITCH
BITCH
BITCH
BITCH
BITCH
BITCH

Yo brother, yo cousin, your auntie's a bitch
Yo brother, yo cousin, your auntie's a bitch

BITCH
BITCH
BITCH
BITCH
BITCH
BITCH
BITCH
BITCH
BITCH
BITCH
BITCH
BITCH
BITCH
BITCH
BITCH

Yo grandma, yo auntie, your uncle is gay
Yo grandma, yo auntie, your uncle is gay

GAY
GAY
GAY
GAY
GAY
GAY
GAY
GAY
GAY
GAY
GAY
GAY
GAY
GAY
GAY

Yo grandma, yo auntie, your uncle is gay
Yo grandma, yo auntie, your uncle is gay

GAY
GAY
GAY
GAY
GAY
GAY
GAY
GAY
GAY
GAY
GAY
GAY
GAY
GAY
GAY

Yo niece, yo nephew your grandparents suck
Yo niece, yo nephew your grandparents suck

SUCK
SUCK
SUCK
SUCK
SUCK
SUCK
SUCK
SUCK
SUCK
SUCK
SUCK
SUCK
SUCK
SUCK
SUCK

Yo niece, yo nephew your grandparents suck
Yo niece, yo nephew your grandparents suck

SUCK
SUCK
SUCK
SUCK
SUCK
SUCK
SUCK
SUCK
SUCK
SUCK
SUCK
SUCK
SUCK
SUCK
SUCK
 
Yesterday all my friends decided to have a party
But they said I couldn't come because I was too fat
I was really hurt at theat time, very angry but then I thought
I really don't have anything against gravity
But it really does weight me down

Heaven's is not a hearth fire
Heaven's not a home
Heaven has no reason
It's not together or alone
Heaven's isn't distant
Heaven's isn't close
Heaven's not in heaven
Heaven's in the dust between my shoes

You were still asleep when I woke up this morning
So I took all your clothes and buried them in the yard
Then I phoned your mother and father and told them
Where you were and that you were naked
But all they said was that they were very, very busy
And they would try to see you later

Heaven's is not a heartache
Heaven's not a stone
Heaven's never open
Heaven's never closed
Heaven has no angels
Heaven is no goal
Heaven's not in heaven
Heaven's in the dust between my shoes

A wise man said that you can't step in the same stream twice
But I find that wet feet get soon caked with sand and grit,
that's very unpleasant,
especially between the toes
So, when I go for a stroll I always stay on the sidewalk
And I always wear a pair of nice warm boots

Heaven's not a kingdom
Not a land on which to roam
Heaven's not a palace
Where God sits upon a throne
Heaven has no treasue
There is nothing there to lose
Heaven, heaven,
Heaven has no choices
There is nothing there to choose
Heaven's not in heaven
Heaven's in the dust between my shoes
 
One good thing about music, when it hits you fell no pain (repeat)
So hit me with music, hit me with music
Hit me with music, hit me with music now
I got to say trench town rock
I say don't watch that
Trench town rock, big fish or sprat
Trench town rock, you reap what you sow
Trench town rock, and everyone know now
Trench town rock, don't turn your back
Trench town rock, give the slum a try
Trench town rock, never let the children cry
Trench town rock, cause you got to tell Jah, Jah

You grooving Kingston 12, grooving, Kingston 12
Grooving woe, woe, it's Kingston 12
Grooving it's Kingston 12
No want you fe galang so,
No want you fe galang so
You want come cold I up
But you can't come cold I up
Cause I'm grooving, yes I'm grooving

I say one good thing, one good thing
When it hits you feel no pain
One good thing about music
When it hits you feel no pain
So hit me with music
Hit me with music now
Hit me with music, hit me with music
Look at that, Trench Town rock
I say don't watch that, Trench Town rock
If you big fish or sprat, Trench Town rock
You reap what you sow, Trench Town rock
And everyone know now, Trench Town rock
Don't turn your back, Trench Town rock
Give the slum a try, Trench Town rock
Never let the children cry, Trench Town rock
Cause you got to tell Jah, Jah why
Grooving, grooving, grooving, grooving
 
marleyfest at the moment..

Lord, I've got to keep on moving
Lord, I've got to get on down
Lord, I've got to keep on moving
Where I can't be found
Lord, they're coming after me

I've been accused on my mission
Jah knows you shouldn't do
For hangin' me, they are willin', yeah, yeah
And that's why I've got to get on thru
Lord, they coming after me (a-one more time)

(I say) Lord, I've got to keep on moving
Lord, I've got to get on down
Lord, I've got to keep on moving
Where I can't be found
Lord, they're coming after me

(Now, listen) I've got two boys and a woman
And I know they won't suffer now
Lord, forgive me for not goin' back
But I'll be there anyhow
I'll be there anyhow (one more time)

(I say) Lord, I've got to keep on moving
Lord, I've got to get on down
Lord, I've got to keep on moving
Where I can't be found
Lord, they're coming after me

Now, maybe someday I'll find a piece of land
Somewhere not by near anyone
Then I'll send for my love, love, love, love, sweet woman
And my two grown up son
My two grown up son (yeah, yeah ...)

(I say now) Lord I've got to keep on moving ...
 
There ain't nobody to be pretty for fuck it
Let it rattle
Let the clatter kill em
Let the cataclysm wash
Who really listens?
Precision with a verse draws a crowd
I draw a line between easy melody
And piece of mind
I keep the game tweaked
Freak the same to its own thing
Spit the plain pain
Econolines for the dime class
Its a god damn recession
Show a little respect
You Pfizer babies
Look how they hate
Pilled out
Bounce they liver off they top eight
Who got a fix for the fix
Bush no more
Nobody's like "Dufrane, search party of four"
Tell me
Who's eatin?
I mean well
Who's beaten shell toes kick a hole in who's
Cheatin hell
Need it while you can
Serve get swerved get sleep
Buy it up c'mon
They out for presidents to represent them
You think a president could represent you?
You really think a president would represent you? (Right)
They call me POS
Bold from the go to the goal
To them ice cold bones
Freezin in that Minnesota snow
Heatin up the winter with the flow
They make it rain (rain?)
Rain go away
Come again brave
Or when you bring a bit to help us grow
(Meanwhile)
We them pro parade-rainers
Presented by Doomtree
Sponsored by the Rhymesayers
It's a no brainer if you aim at the aimless
The same small change big drain
On my patience
It's
My act
My scene
My play
My stage
My lines
My way
All day
All style
Plus guts
Cap cut
No fresh
No clean
All press
Yes mean
Swoosh removed
Loose the cool
Choose whatever behooves the dude
Move through any mood with ease
Ravage the rules
Ravishing
Randy Savage the fools
Handy with tools cutting my own key
Cattle to meat
Sheep splitter
Kennel killer
Handmade handgunner
Fanblade runner
Promise of skill
Better than blessed
Promise of stress
Livin and breathin
Motherfuck all the rest
Now what do you do?
They hide their eyes and can't describe
What they been layin down
But they been layin down
I can't tell if it's the bees or the sting
The honey or the wax on the wing
But people just Wall-Mart what they worth
Rollback
(But) they don't get to pick what you deserve
What exactly do you do, sir? (Serve)
What exactly do you do, miss? (Take)
Tell me who the hell are you?
You're out of your element Donny
Shut up
Double double eat up
Ride
The Dude abides



:cool:
 
and now for a bit of... what genre is this? hip hop? :hmm:



You're not bloody swab paradise
You're golden stars licked to stick
A world with frogs and magic tricks
Floating logs and scissor kicks
And lemonade and sweaty sex
Hug me like I gave you checks
You kiss me like the upper crust
Tell me things to make me blush
Champagne bottle
Bon voyage
A souvenir garage
A melody to make me smile
Not that you've been gone a while
A purple medal eighth place
Backlit in a trophy case
Sign that says "For little Ace"
Supportive like an ankle brace
Not bloody cotton swabs and lies
Stolen checks and empty eyes
You're a county fair in July
Canadian field of wild rye
You kiss me like potted plants
Bite me like fire ants
Touch me like an old stamp
Olive oil and seven lamps
Not stolen cash I'll pay you back
Bloody paradise attack
Your Sunday at the puppy track
Time to take the long way back
Sweet as the apple of Peru
The inklings of the Eastern Sioux
Not bloody cotton swabs and lies
Stolen checks and empty eyes
But rather

You are the blood
Flowing through my fingers
[That's what I meant to say
Blood in my fingertips
I couldn't tell you that it's the other way]
All through the soil and up in those trees
[You are the blood that I may see you
That I see you
You're the blood in me
You're on earth though]

Girl you wake me to the smell of butter
Sunlight shone through wooden shutters
Naked sex and cuffed breast
Early morning back to test
Pouring rain and rubber suit
Cotton socks and rubber boots
I sprint across the parking lot
Cause that day we were unprepared
Dried our socks and on the stairs
Sound of rain is rain in gutters
Lightning seven seconds thunder
A mild snack late evening hunger
DVDs and VCRs
Fish tanks and jelly jars
The storm passes the room ours
The summer times and you move
Safety belt in summer cars
Lightning bugs to die in jars
The air conditioner saving grace
Grass stains and flushed face
Refreshing like a glass of milk
Your shaven legs were like silk
You kiss me like a bon voyage
A secret souvenir collage
Overalls and water parks
T-tops and baby sharks
Dragon rolls and frozen juice
Making out in photo booths
A lovely Saturday night alone
Full of films and baking pies
Not cotton swabs and bloody lies
I'll pay you back in plastic eyes

You are the blood
Flowing through my fingers
All through the soil
Through those trees
 
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