What lyrics are you listening to now? (pt2)

[seeformiles]

Arnold Layne had a strange hobby
Collecting Clothes - Moonshine, washing line.......

 

[dodgepot]

Aah ...
Come on to my house
Come on and do something new
I know you love one person so
Why can't you love two ?

Aah ...
Give a little something
Give a little something
To My Love Life
To My Love Life
My Love Life
Oh ...

Aah ...
I know you love one person so
Why don't you love two, love?
Oh, love to ...

Give a little something
Give a little something
To My Love Life
To My Love Life
My Love Life
Oh ...

I know you love one person so
Why don't you love two, love ?
Love to ...

Oh, give a ...
Oh, give a ...
Oh, give a ...
Oh, give a ...
Oh, give a ...
Oh, give a ...
Oh, give a ...
Oh, give a ...
Oh, give a ...
Oh, give a ...
Oh, give a ...
Oh, give a ...
Love
Love
Aah ...
Love
Love
Aah ...
I know you love
I know you love
I know you love
I know you love
Oh, I know you love
I know you love
I know you love
Aah ...
Love
Love
Oh, love
Love
Aah ...
Oh, I know you love
Oh, I know you love
Oh, I know you love
I know you love
I know you love
Aah ...
Oh, I know you love
I know you love
I know you love
Aah ...

I know you love
Come on to my house

 

[dodgepot]

There is something I wanted to tell you, It's so funny you'll kill yourself
laughing
But then I, I look around, And I remember that I am alone, Alone. For evermore

The tile yard all along the railings, Up a discoloured dark brown staircase
Here you'll find, despair and I, Calling to you with what's left of my heart, My
heart, For evermore

Drinking tea with the taste of the Thames, Sullenly on a chair on the pavement
Here you'll find, my thoughts and I, And here is the very last plea from my
heart
My heart. For evermore, Where taxi drivers never stop talking
Under slate grey Victorian sky, Here you will find, despair and I
And here I am every last inch of me is yours, Yours, For evermore

Your leg came to rest against mine, Then you lounged with knees up and apart
And me and my heart, we knew, We just knew, For evermore

Where taxi drivers never stop talking, Under slate grey Victorian sky
Here you'll find, my heart and I, And still we say come back, Come back to
Camden

And I'll be good, I'll be good, I'll be good, I'll be good

 

[ddraig]

everybody get random
girl dem frreeeeaks, man dem everyone get random

the closest u been to the US is southampton

 

[ddraig]

this is a warnin warnin warnin - explicit lyrics from dizzee

"I Luv U"

I luv u
III...I..I..I Luv u
I luv I Luv I Luv U
III...I..I..I Luv u
III...I..I..I Luv u

I luv I I I I Luv u
I I I I I Luv u
III...I..I..I Luv u
II Luv u I luv u
I I I I I
I I LLLuv u u u

[Dizzee Rascal:]
Yo If that girl know's where you stay thats poor
some whore banging on your door what for
pregnant? what're you talking about this for
fifteen, she's underage thats raw
and against law 5 years or more
and she wants a score and half of a draw
some kind of friend that you try and ignore
that whore got you pinned down to the floor
but its your own fault you said three magic words (i love you)
when thats the one for the birds
when you said that she forgot other boys
its over you better start buying the toys
there was no intention in front of your wife
that she knows this that she's ending your life
its a real shame you got hacked by the whores
its a real shame that kid probably aint yours

[CHORUS]

[Dizzee Rascal:]
That girl' some bitch ya know
she keep calling my phone
she dont leave me alone
she just moan and groan
she just keep ringin me at home
these days i dont answer my phone

[Girl:]
That boy' some prick you kna'
all up in my hair
thinks that i care
keeps following me here
keeps following me there
these days i cant go no where

[Girl:]
Aint that your girl
[Dizzee:]
Nah it aint my girl
[Girl:]
I swear that's your girl
[Dizzee:]
Course it aint my girl
[Girl:]
She got juiced up
[Dizzee:]
oh well
[Girl:]
She got chatted up
[Dizzee:]
oh well!

I swear thats your man
[Girl:]
I aint got no man
[Dizzee:]
You was with that man
[Girl:]
He was just ANY man
[Dizzee:]
He got hotted up
[Girl:]
oh well
[Dizzee:]
He got whacked up
[Girl:]
oh well!

[Dizzee Rascal:]
alright, she's a bad girl ima buss doe
captain rusko with a crossbow
she came she got picked off yo
nah its not a love ting, get lost hoe
dizzy rascal come down like snow
with freezing cold flows like moscow
dumb hoe, get me upset, guns blow
bitch, you're not ready for skid row
leap low dizzy rascal dig low
big feet for the force with my big toe
i got no chaps, no chains not much doe
get juiced but you dont get love though
dont slap or you might get a ho-hoe
jambo coming through like rambo
love ting takes two like tango
but she aint my wifey she can go

[CHORUS]

[Dizzee Rascal:]
listen, i like your girl so you better look after your girl
or i might just take your girl and make your girl my girl
switch your girl with michelle
switch michelle with chantelle
play chantelle with shennele
lyrical clientelle but i aint a bow cat, i dont like the smell
im gonna go through a shell and make a boy feel unwell

that girl's from school, that girl's from college
that girl gives brains, that girl gives knowledge
that girl gives head, that girl gives shines
that girl gives bj's at all times
she looks decent, she looks fine
but dont talk about wifey she's not mine
she got batches, 6 in a line, believe me thats not a good sign

[CHORUS]

 

[snackhead]

Taskmaster burst the bionic zit splter
Brekneck sped we drown ten pints of bitter
We lean all day and some say that aint productive
That depend upon the demons that you’re stuck with
Cause right now I se clearer than most
I sit here contending with this chese on toast
I fel the pain of a third world famine
Segue we count them blesings and kep jamth was nil
Until he gained the skill of tongues

From fifteen years young straight to my greyback self
I stay top shelf material jerk chicken jerk fish
Breakaway slave blis
Generate ges and then we stash em in the Swis
Fols cant se this audio pistols
A fisful of hip hop banzai, progresing in the flesh
Esoteric quotes, most frightening
Duppy took a hold of my hand while I was writing
Let go me ting, duppy, let go me hand
I summon up the power of banana clan


Witnes the fitnes
The Crufiton liveth
One hope, one quest
Swiging that betrot juice, now we diping and bost
Set the spirit dem loose, go head go slash up the noose
We conclusive prof of both the truth the right
Cause whether we hitchike or push bike or travel kind of trash
Manifest that with wholesome rots rap, manifest that yeah
I do my same way aint nothing else I know
Gone up in the life with this here rag and bone flow
Squeze the pain from my belly and set my soul fre

Travel over ocean, land and sea face nuf stres and dificulty
Flung back from the brink gwan in kinda stink
We don t give a frigg about what dem fols think
Frig your network, our debt work a speak for itself
Prof of the trophy and champion belt
Come sun, come rain, come hailstone pelt

Bwana Smith with some old time shit
Let the whole world know we on some off key tip
Mega-manic when time the presure start lick
By the hok or by the crok, by the pop or by the kick
Hes sickly cryptic spiting that code
And most proud to present that Crufiton mode
And it shows that they bros done sen a few sleights
Life throws scenarios reality bites

We in colision with the beast
Lost we religion and we cant get no peace
Idiot weakhearts want to take I for chief
Stop to their level and we ploting cold grief
But we should know that discipline maketh the ges
Separation of the DAT from the rap thats a must
Proced set sped with the Crufiton touch
Proced set spedCrufiton y all

 

[rollinder]

Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet sunflowers
And gave them to the night

that song will GUT you...

Great song.

seconded to both *get's choked up just thinking about it*

 

[rollinder]

The door it opened slowly,
My father he came in,
I was nine years old.
And he stood so tall above me,
His blue eyes they were shining
And his voice was very cold.
He said, "I've had a vision
And you know I'm strong and holy,
I must do what I've been told."
So he started up the mountain,
I was running, he was walking,
And his axe was made of gold.

Well, the trees they got much smaller,
The lake a lady's mirror,
We stopped to drink some wine.
Then he threw the bottle over.
Broke a minute later
And he put his hand on mine.
Thought I saw an eagle
But it might have been a vulture,
I never could decide.
Then my father built an altar,
He looked once behind his shoulder,
He knew I would not hide.

You who build these altars now
To sacrifice these children,
You must not do it anymore.
A scheme is not a vision
And you never have been tempted
By a demon or a god.
You who stand above them now,
Your hatchets blunt and bloody,
You were not there before,
When I lay upon a mountain
And my father's hand was trembling
With the beauty of the world.

And if you call me brother now,
Forgive me if I inquire,
"Just according to whose plan?"
When it all comes down to dust
I will kill you if I must,
I will help you if I can.
When it all comes down to dust
I will help you if I must,
I will kill you if I can.
And mercy on our uniform,
Man of peace or man of war,
The peacock spreads his fan.

 

[MightyAphrodite]

In all my life "Mercy"
Hasn't known my name this well
Like how every sea filters out
And leads us gently to a creek
We Sit around

Some of use are strong
But the rest of us are weak
So let us down
If you must,

But let us down easy Lord, oh
Let us down easy Lord,

oooohh
Let us down

In patches of pink clouds, thick smoke
Comes rising off them hillside slopes
Down here in this neighborhood
It's the dumps
With cars iced up
perfect for writing on if
you're wearing gloves

Every season I spend alone
Feels like a thousand to my heart and to my soul
So let me down if you must, but let us down
Easy Lord oh, let us down easy Lord, oooo let us down.

Instead of praying I tell god these jokes
he must be tired of himself so much
he must be more than dissapointed
christmas comes we eat alone
a pretty smile surrounds a pretty girl
who takes your order she yells it and
cries alone in the backroom once
in a while until it stops
So let her down if you must
But let her down easy

Some of us are strong
But the rest of us are weak.
And go it alone
so let us down if you must
but let us down easy, Lord
Let us down easy, Lord, let us down,
Let us down easy.

 

[pengaleng]

Cooler than the red dress
Cos I'm cooler
Cos I'm cooler
Cos I'm cooler than the red dress
Cos I'm cooler
Cos I'm cooler

A girl's entitled to flaunt
To get what she wants
Can't say that it's wrong
No baby
A man's not a boy can't you see
We're pulling the strings
We're taking the lead

And when you're sure
You'll never let her play you again
She'll put on your favourite smile
Unplug the phone to get you alone, Dirty dance
Her hips will send you into a trance

Cos I'm cooler than the red dress
I'd rather catch a guy on my own
(Give me credit)
'Cos what you see the man gets
(Don't forget it)
And if he don't I'm better off here alone
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Don't need candlelight to make you stay over
I'm giving it up now, baby
If that's what I gotta do just to own you
I'm giving it up now maybe
(To you)

I've played the desperate lady
Jumped through all of the hoops boy
Instead of constant craving
I leave the chasing to you
And if you don't respect it
I'll kick with my Jimmy Choos
Cos boy if you don't love me
Then I've got nothing to lose

Cos I've been down this roads before
I should have known that I was to blame
Won't put on your
Favourite smile
Unplug the phone to get you alone, dirty dance
That's not the way I get my romance

Cos I'm cooler than the red dress
I'd rather catch a guy on my own
Cos what you see the man gets
And if he don't I'm better off here alone

(Save your kisses)
Cos I'm cooler than the red dress
(Do you get it)
I'd rather catch a guy on my own
(Give me credit)
Cos what you see the man gets
(Don't forget it)
And if he don't I'm better off here alone
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Don't need candlelight to make you stay over
I'm giving it up now baby
If that's what I gotta do just to own you
I'm giving it up now baby
Don't need candlelight to make you stay over
(Right now)
I'm giving it up now baby
If that's what I gotta do just to own you
(Own you, own you baby)
I'm giving it up now maybe

So don't call me baby
(Cooler than the red dress)
So don't call me baby
(Cooler than the red dress)

 

[pengaleng]

I LOVE this song <3

Receiving department, 3 a.m.
Staff cuts have socked up the overage
Directives are posted
No callbacks, complaints
Everywhere is calm

Hong Kong is present
Taipei awakes
All talk of circadian rhythm

I see today with a newsprint fray
My night is colored headache grey
Daysleeper, daysleeper, daysleeper

The bull and the bear are marking
Their territories
They're leading the blind with
Their international glories

I'm the screen, the blinding light
I'm the screen, I work at night

I see today with a newsprint fray
My night is colored headache grey
Don't wake me with so much
Daysleeper

They cried the other night
I can't even say why
Fluorescent flat caffeine lights
Its furious balancing

I'm the screen, the blinding light
I'm the screen, I work at night

I see today with a newsprint fray
My night is colored headache grey
Don't wake me with so much. The
Ocean machine is set to 9
I'll squeeze into heaven and valentine
My bed is pulling me,
Gravity
Daysleeper, daysleeper
Daysleeper, daysleeper, daysleeper

 

[Roadkill]

Some of us turn off the lights and we laugh
In the moonlight shooting by
Some of us scare ourselves to death in the dark
To be where the angels fly
Pretty maids all in a row lined up
Outside my cabin door
I never wanted any of ‘em wantin’ me
‘Cept the girl from the Red River shore

Well I sat by her side and for a while I tried
To make that girl my wife
She gave me her best advice and she said
Go home and lead a quiet life
Well I been to the East and I been to the West
And I been out where the black winds roar
Somehow though I never did get that far
With the girl from the Red River shore

Well I knew when I first laid eyes on her
I could never be free
One look at her and I knew right away
She should always be with me
Well the dream dried up a long time ago
Don’t know where it is anymore
True to life, true to me
Was the girl from the Red River shore

Well I’m wearing the cloak of misery
And I’ve tasted jilted love
And the frozen smile upon my face
Fits me like a glove
But I can’t escape from the memory
Of the one that I’ll always adore
All those nights when I lay in the arms
Of the girl from the Red River shore

Well we’re livin’ in the shadows of a fading past
Trapped in the fires of time
I’ve tried not to ever hurt anybody
And to stay out of the life of crime
And when it’s all been said and done
I never did know the score
One more day is another day away
From the girl from the Red River shore

Well I’m a stranger here in a strange land
But I know this is where I belong
I ramble and gamble but the one I love
And the hills will give me a song
Though nothing looks familiar to me
I know I’ve stayed here before
Once a thousand nights ago
With the girl from the Red River shore

Well I went back to see about her once
Went back to straighten it out
Everybody that I talked to that seen us there
Said they didn’t know who I was talking about
Well the sun went down on me a long time ago
I’ve had to go back from the door
I wish I could have spent every hour of my life
With the girl from the Red River shore

Now I heard of a guy who lived a long time ago
A man full of sorrow and strife
That if someone around him died and was dead
He knew how to bring him on back to life
Well I don’t know what kind of language he used
Or if they do that kind of thing anymore
Sometimes I think nobody ever saw me here at all
‘Cept the girl from the Red River shore

 

[lights.out.london]

I'd rather see you dead
With a bullet in your head
In a smoke filled room
and your guts spilling out around you

Die!
Motherfucker
Die!
Motherfucker

repeat for a few verses. End.

 

[tufty79]

Stayed true to the things I knew when I was younger
And food and love was all but left to hunger.
'Cause when I stray from my truth as I grow older
Too much leaves an empty hollow hunger.

I think about you on a moonlit night
And the stars all seem to weep.
When there's so much to lose
There's never any time for sleep.

Look at me doing all these things without you.
We always left a new world untrue.
Where was it we tried hard not to go to?
I think that's how I finally came through.

All the things we took for granted
The words still live on in my head
All the times I took for granted
All the words I never said.

I think about you in the moonlit night,
And the stars all seem to weep.
When there's so much love to give,
There's never any time for sleep, yeah.

So I stayed true to the things I knew when I was younger
And human life was all but left to hunger,
'Cause when I stray from the truth as I grow older
Too much leaves an empty hollow hunger.
Too much leaves an empty hollow hunger.

Living without you
Living without you.
Living without you, oh.

 

[Dillinger4]

.

 

[tufty79]

loveless by MBV

ohhhh i miss having that...

*takes advantage of soulseek while internwebs is working*

 

[Johnny Canuck3]

Thou shalt not steal if there is direct victim.
Thou shalt not worship pop idols or follow lost prophets.
Thou shalt not take the names of Johnny Cash, Joe Strummer, Johnny Hartman, Desmond Decker, Jim Morrison, Jimmy Hendrix or Syd Barret in vain.
Thou shalt not think that any male over the age of 30 that plays with a child that is not their own is a pedophile? Some people are just nice.
Thou shalt not read NME.
Thou shalt not stop liking a band just because they?ve become popular.
Thou shalt not question Stephen Fry.
Thou shalt not judge a book by it?s cover.
Thou shalt not judge Lethal Weapon by Danny Glover.
Thou shalt not buy Coca-Cola products.
Thou shalt not buy Nestle products.
Thou shalt not go into the woods with your boyfriend?s best friend, take drugs and cheat on him.
Thou shalt not fall in love so easily.
Thou shalt not use poetry, art or music to get into girls? pants.
Use it to get into their heads.
Thou shalt not watch Holyoke’s.
Thou shalt not attend an open mic and leave before it?s done just because you?ve finished your shitty little poem or song you self-righteous prick.
Thou shalt not return to the same club or bar week in, week out just ?cause you once saw a girl there that you fancied but you?re never gonna fucking talk to.
Thou shalt not put musicians and recording artists on ridiculous pedestals no matter how great they are or were.
The Beatles? Were just a band.
Led Zeppelin? Just a band.
The Beach Boys? Just a band.
The Sex Pistols? Just a band.
The Clash? Just a band.
Crass? Just a band.
Minor Threat? Just a band.
The Cure? Just a band.
The Smiths? Just a band.
Nirvana? Just a band.
The Pixies? Just a band.
Oasis? Just a band.
Radiohead? Just a band.
Bloc Party? Just a band.
The Arctic Monkeys? Just a band.
The Next Big Thing.. JUST A BAND.

Thou shalt give equal worth to tragedies that occur in non-English speaking countries as to those that occur in English speaking countries.
Thou shalt remember that guns, b!tches and bling were never part of the four elements and never will be.
Thou shalt not make repetitive generic music,
thou shalt not make repetitive generic music,
thou shalt not make repetitive generic music,
thou shalt not make repetitive generic music.

Thou shalt not pimp my ride.
Thou shalt not scream if you wanna go faster.
Thou shalt not move to the sound of the wickedness.
Thou shalt not make some noise for Detroit.
When I say ?Hey? thou shalt not say ?Ho?.
When I say ?Hip? thou shalt not say ?Hop?.
When I say, he say, she say, we say, make some noise? kill me.
Thou shalt not quote me happy.
Thou shalt not shake it like a Polaroid picture.
Thou shalt not wish you girlfriend was a freak like me.
Thou shalt spell the word? Pheonix? P-H-E-O-N-I-X not P-H-O-E-N-I-X, regardless of what the Oxford English Dictionary tells you.
Thou shalt not express your shock at the fact that Sharon got off with Bradley at the club last night by saying? Is it?
Thou shalt think for yourselves.
And thou shalt always? Thou shalt always kill

 

[Yossarian]

You know what, Stuart, I LIKE YOU. You're not like the other
people, here, in the trailer park.

Oh, don't go get me wrong. They're fine people, they're
good Americans. But they're content to sit back, maybe
watch a little Mork and Mindy on channel 57, maybe kick
back a cool, Coors 16-ouncer. They're good, fine people,
Stuart. But they don't know ... what the queers are doing
to the soil!

You know that Jonny Wurster kid, the kid that delivers papers
in the neighborhood. He's a foreign kid. Some of the neighbors
say he smokes crack, but I don't believe it.

Anyway, for his tenth birthday, all he wanted was a Burrow Owl.
Kept bugging his old man. "Dad, get me a burrow owl. I'll never
ask for anything else as long as I live." So the guy
breaks down and buys him a burrow owl.

Anyway, 10:30, the other night, I go out in my yard, and there's
the Wurster kid, looking up in the tree. I say, "What are
you looking for?" He says "I'm looking for my burrow owl."
I say, "Jumping Jesus on a Pogo Stick. Everybody knows
the burrow owl lives. In a hole. In the ground. Why the hell do you
think they call it a burrow owl, anyway?" Now Stuart, do you
think a kid like that is going to know what the queers are
doing to the soil?

I first became aware of this about ten years ago, the summer
my oldest boy, Bill Jr. died. You know that carnival comes into
town every year? Well this year they came through with a ride
called The Mixer. The man said, "Keep your head, and arms, inside
the Mixer at all times." But Bill Jr, he was a DAAAREDEVIL, just
like his old man. He was leaning out saying "Hey everybody,
Look at me! Look at me!" Pow! He was decapitated! They found
his head over by the snow cone concession.

A few days after that, I open up the mail. And there's a pamphlet
in there. From Pueblo, Colorado, and it's addressed to Bill, Jr.
And it's entitled, "Do you know what the queers are doing to our
soil?"

Now, Stuart, if you look at the soil around any large US city,
there's a big undeground homosexual population. Des Moines, Iowa,
for an example. Look at the soil around Des Moines, Stuart.
You can't build on it; you can't grow anything in it. The government
says it's due to poor farming. But I know what's really going on,
Stuart. I know it's the queers. They're in it with the aliens.
They're building landing strips for gay Martians, I swear to
God.

You know what, Stuart, I like you. You're not like the other
people, here in this trailer park.

 

[Johnny Canuck3]

Little ghost, little ghost
One I'm scared of the most
Can you scare me up a little bit of love?
I'm the only one that sees you,
And I can't do much to please you
And it's not yet time to meet the lord above

The first woman that I met her
I did not expect a specter
When I shook her hand I really shook a glove
She looked into me so sweetly
And we left the room discreetly
No one else could know the secret of our love

Little ghost, little ghost
One I'm scared of the most
Can you scare me up a little bit of love?
I'm the only one that sees you,
And I can't do much to please you
And it's not yet time to meet the lord above

Every morning I awoke
And I see my little ghost
Wond'rin' if it's really her that's lying there
I lean to touch her and I whisper
But not brave enough to kiss her
When I held her I was really holding air

Little ghost, little ghost
One I'm scared of the most
Can you scare me up a little bit of love?
I'm the only one that sees you,
And I can't do much to please you
And it's not yet time to meet the lord above

Though I try my best to keep it
There really was no secret
Must have looked like I was dancing with the wall
No one else could see this apparition
But because of my condition
I fell in love with a little ghost and that was all

Little ghost, little ghost
One I'm scared of the most
Can you scare me up a little bit of love?
I'm the only one that sees you,
And I can't do much to please you
And it's not yet time to meet the lord above
No, it's not yet time to meet the lord above

 

[Fictionist]

The man that hath no music in himself,
Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds,
Is fit for treasons, stratagems and spoils;
The motions of his spirit are dull as night
And his affections dark as Erebus:
Let no such man be trusted. Mark the music.

 

[Rollem]

I'm lost, exposed
Stranger things will come your way
Its just I'm scared
Got hurt along time ago
I can't make myself heard no matter how hard I scream

Ohh sensation
Sin, slave of sensation

Full fed yet I still hunger
Torn inside
Haunted I tell myself, yet I still wander
Down, inside, its tearing me apart

Ohh sensation
Sin, slave of sensation

Ohh sensation
Sin, slave of sensation

At last, relief
A mothers son has left me sheer
The shores I seek
Are crimson tastes devine
I can't make myself heard, no matter how hard I scream

Ohh sensation
Sin slave of sensation

 

[Rollem]

(time to dance away the tummy bug )



How does it feel
To treat me like you do
When youve laid your hands upon me
And told me who you are

I thought I was mistaken
I thought I heard your words
Tell me how do I feel
Tell me now how do I feel

Those who came before me
Lived through their vocations
From the past until completion
They will turn away no more

And I still find it so hard
To say what I need to say
But Im quite sure that youll tell me
Just how I should feel today

I see a ship in the harbor
I can and shall obey
But if it wasnt for your misfortunes
Id be a heavenly person today

And I thought I was mistaken
And I thought I heard you speak
Tell me how do I feel
Tell me now how should I feel

Now I stand here waiting

I thought I told you to leave me
While I walked down to the beach
Tell me how does it feel
When your heart grows cold
(grows cold, grows cold, grows cold)

 

[Iam]

Going out each day to score
She was no whore
But for me
Celebrating every day
The way
She thought it should be

And I don't know what to do
Now that pink has
turned to blue

She was always by my side
And never tried
To leave
Standing up for me
And like a tree
For what she believed

No more rope
And too much dope
She's lying on the bed
Angels pacing
Gently placing
Roses 'round her head

 

[Annierak]

Sugar baby love
Sugar baby love
I didn’t mean to make you blue
Sugar baby love
Sugar baby love
I didn’t mean to hurt you

All lovers make the same mistake
Yes, they do
Yes, all lovers make
Make the same mistake
Cause me and you

(Chorus)

People, take my advice
If you love someone
Don’t think twice

Love you baby love
Sugar baby love
Love her anyway
Love her everyday

 

[Rollem]

You may think I'm silly to love a man twice my age
But I know from experience, girls, sometime with pain
The man I've got, the fire is almost gone
He can't heat up nobody's eyes
He got just enough to keep me warm
I'd rather be an old man's sweetheart
Than to be a young man's fool, oh yeah

To love you once a month is all an old man desires
You can love a young man 7 days a week
And still he's not satisfied
And old man would be so grateful
You could just sit and talk
But a young man is somewhere doing the camel walk
I'd rather be an old man's sweetheart
Than to be a young man's fool, yeah, yeah, yeah

Most girls prefer a young man
'Cause a young man is strong - tell him, let me be
But I'd rather put up with this old man
Than have a young man doing me wrong
And old man would be so grateful - tell him
You could just let him sit and talk - tell him, let me be
But a young man is somewhere busy doing the camel walk
I'd rather be an old man's sweetheart
Than to be a young man's fool

Don't wanna be your fool, no
Don't wanna be your fool
Ain't gonna be your fool
Don't wanna be no fool
Young man, just ain't gonna do that
No no, don't wanna be no fool
Ain't gonna be no fool ....

 

[Annierak]

You're breakin' my heart
You're tearin' it apart
So fuck you
All I want to do
Is have a good time
Now I'm blue

You wanna boogaloo
Run down to Tramps
Have a dance or two--ooh!

You're breaking my heart
You're tearin' it apart
But fuck you
You're breakin' my heart
You're tearin' it apart
Ooh!--ooh!--

You stepped on my ass
You're breaking my glasses too

You wanna drive my car
Buy a lot of stuff
I've had enough
Of you--ooh!
I'm goin' insane
There's no one to blame
So fuck you

You've gotta have your way
There's nothin' left to say
There's nothin' left to do--ooh!
You're breakin' my heart
You're tearin' it apart
So fuck you

You've gotta have your way
There's nothin' left to say
There's nothin' left to do--ooh!
You're breakin' my heart
You're tearin' it apart
But I love you

 

[rollinder]

Anybody here seen my old friend Abraham?
Can you tell me where he's gone?
He freed lotta people but it seems the good they die young
You know I just looked around and he's gone

Anybody here seen my old friend John?
Can you tell me where he's gone?
He freed lotta people but it seems the good they die young
I just looked around and he's gone



Anybody here seen my old friend Martin?
Can you tell me where he's gone?
He freed lotta people but it seems the good they die young
I just looked around and he's gone

Didn't you love the things that they stood for?
Didn't they try to find some good for you and me?
And we'll be free
Some day soon, it's gonna be one day

Anybody here seen my old friend Bobby?
Can you tell me where he's gone?
I thought I saw him walkin' up over the hill
With Abraham, Martin, and John

What the world needs now is love sweet love
it's the one thing that there's just too little of.
What the world needs now,
Is love, sweet love,
No, not just for some but for everyone.

Tom Clay's version -

The song is also featured on Tom Clay's 1971 "What the World Needs Now is Love/Abraham, Martin, and John", a medley combining Dion's recording with Jackie DeShannon's recording of Burt Bacharach's "What the World Needs Now Is Love", along with vocals by The Blackberries. Clay's recording features narration, sound bites from speeches given by President John F. Kennedy, Robert Kennedy, and Martin Luther King Jr., along with sound bites from the live press coverage of Robert Kennedy's assassination.

 

[Johnny Canuck3]

Come with me. I won't hide
We'll go away on a ride
We'll meet each day, use time to see
While we're young and almost free

I've got to lose this skin I'm imprisoned in
Got to lose this skin I'm imprisoned in

Do not turn or hate to see
All the things you think we've got
Do not turn or hate to see
What happened to the wife of Lot

I've got to lose this skin I'm imprisoned in
Got to lose this skin I'm imprisoned in

We're alone or so they say
We're not on our own in that way
When we're alone it's real tough going
We tend to take a part in someone else's play

Come with me, I thought he said
But that's not him anymore, he's dead
What's it like to be so free
So free it looks like lost to me

I've got to lose this skin I'm imprisoned in
Got to lose this skin I'm imprisoned in [x2]

 

[rollinder]

^ stop making me want to listen to Sandinista! again or I'll be here all night

 

[Iam]

i had a friend who kept a candle in his pocket,
he used to touch it when the wind was blowing high,
i guess it mad him feel like he could
buck the system and when it flickered out we laid him down to die,
turn on the light, turn on a million blinding brilliant white
incendiary lights, a beacon in the night, i'll burn relentlessly until
my juice runs dry, i'll construct a rock of tempered beams and
trusses and equip it with a million tiny suns, i'll install upon the
roof on my compartment and place tinfoil on my floor and on my walls
then i'll turn on the light... and i'll burn lika a roman fucking
candle, like a chasm in the night, for a miniscule duration, ecstatic
immolation, incorrigible delight