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One of Grant's finest. RIP.

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They're selling postcards of the hanging
They're painting the passports brown
The beauty parlor is filled with sailors
The circus is in town
Here comes the blind commissioner
They've got him in a trance
One hand is tied to the tight-rope walker
The other is in his pants
And the riot squad they're restless
They need somewhere to go
As Lady and I look out tonight
From Desolation Row
 
The boy could write 'em... and he did a fair few...

She comes home and she's happy
She comes home and she's blue
She comes home and she tells him
Listen baby were through
I don't know what happened next
All I know is she moved
Packed up her bags and her curtains
Left him in his room
Was there anything I could do?

She went out with her paint box
Paints the chapel blue
She went out with her matchsticks
Torched a carwash too
I don't know where she's living
All I've got is a card
A picture of her at the pyramids
A knife held to her heart
Was there anything I could do?

She came down from the mountains
Said goodbye to her guru
She went back to her room
Lost herself in voodoo
I don't say that I blame her
People don't know what they want
If you spend your life looking behind you
You don't see what's up front
Was there anything I could do?

Putting out her fire
Putting out her fire

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He will be sorely missed.

Mind, your choice could scribble a word or two, too. :)
 
Dear Mr. President
Come take a walk with me
Let's pretend we're just two people and
You're not better than me
I'd like to ask you some questions if we can speak honestly

What do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street
Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep
What do you feel when you look in the mirror
Are you proud

How do you sleep while the rest of us cry
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye
How do you walk with your head held high
Can you even look me in the eye
And tell me why

Dear Mr. President
Were you a lonely boy
Are you a lonely boy
Are you a lonely boy
How can you say
No child is left behind
We're not dumb and we're not blind
They're all sitting in your cells
While you pave the road to hell

What kind of father would take his own daughter's rights away
And what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay
I can only imagine what the first lady has to say
You've come a long way from whiskey and cocaine

How do you sleep while the rest of us cry
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye
How do you walk with your head held high
Can you even look me in the eye

Let me tell you bout hard work
Minimum wage with a baby on the way
Let me tell you bout hard work
Rebuilding your house after the bombs took them away
Let me tell you bout hard work
Building a bed out of a cardboard box
Let me tell you bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
You don't know nothing bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
Oh

How do you sleep at night
How do you walk with your head held high
Dear Mr. President
You'd never take a walk with me
Would you
 
We are here to save your life
The fool, the drunk, the child, and his wife
We won't let the sun go down
We gonna chase the demons out of town
Singing when you feel alone
Backwards through the megaphone
Singing to the ones you love
And the ones you'd like to be rid of.

We are here to take the blame
To take the taunts and if the shame
We are here to make you feel
It terrifies you, but its real
It will keep you up all night
And in the flood of morning light
Spilling out across your room
You say the words will get there soon

The revolution wasn't bad
We hit the streets with all we had
A tape recording with the sound
Of the Velvet Underground
A K-Way jacket torn to shreds
And a dream inside our heads
And after changing everything
They couldn't tell we couldn't sing
After changing everything
They couldn't tell we couldn't sing
They couldn't tell we couldn't sing
And that changes everything.
 
You were their daughter
and your father flew airplanes
you and your sister
could tell by the backs of their hands
it was a dinosaur act
dinosaur act

and after expenses and pulling up fences
no more airplanes --
and putting your foot down
the nail shot up like a bright red snowflake
just like a dinosaur act
dinosaur act
dinosaur

and all through the dust
you feel that you must
hear the strains of a dove
but it's a dinosaur act
dinosaur act
dinosaur
 
We'll do the Tango
We'll try the Fox Trot
I'll eat a mango
You drink a straight scotch
You know I told you
You could be classy
So why did you have
To be so nasty?

Remember the curls
Of the Deutscher Girls?
A love of mine
From down on the Rhine

I'll fill your bath with
The finest champagne
I'll lick your skin dry
I cherish your name
The stakes get higher
As you dress sparsely
So why did you have
To be so nasty?

I love your blonde hair
I kiss your pigtails
And I could not share
The scratch of your nails
And though you mark me
Your eyes so glassy
Oh why did you have
To be so nasty?
 
Who's on the seventh floor
Brewing alternatives?
What's in the bottom drawer
Waiting for things to give?

Spare us the cutter.
Spare us the cutter.
Couldn't cut the
Mustard.

Conquering myself until
I see another hurdle approaching.
Say we can, say we will,
Not just another drop in the ocean.

Come to the free for all
With celo-tape and knives.
Some of us 6 feet tall,
We will escape our lies.

Spare us the cutter.
Spare us the cutter.
C-couldn't cut the
M-m-mustard.

Conquering myself until
I see another hurdle approaching.
Say we can, say we will,
Not just another drop in the ocean.

Am I the happy loss?
Will I still recoil
When the skin is lost?
Am I the worthy cross?
Will I still be soiled
When the dirt is off?

Conquering myself until
I see another hurdle approaching.
Say we can, say we will,
Not just another drop in the ocean.

Watch the fingers close
When the hands are cold.

Am I the happy loss?
Will I still recoil
When the skin is lost?
Am I the worthy cross?
Will I still be soiled
When the dirt is off?
 
You cant throw me to the lions - I'm Charlton Heston!
You cant throw me to the lions - I'm Charlton Heston
aaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrgggggggggghhhhhh!
aaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrgggggggggghhhhhh!
aaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrgggggggggghhhhhh!
aaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrgggggggggghhhhhh!
m-m-m-m-m-m-m-MATE
SPAWN
aaannnd DIE!!!

Mate Spawn And Die - Lard.

You owe it to yourself to check it out!
 
i don't want no icecream love
that's too cold for me

i want love that's warmer than the summer sunshine
i want a love that's as warm as mine

cos my love is warmer than a chocolate fudge.

:)
 
Ive got nothing to say, Ive got nothing to do,
All of my neurons are functioning smoothly,
Yet still I'm a cyborg just like you.

I am one big myoma that thinks, my planet supports only me,
Ive got this one big problem: will I live forever?
Ive got just a short time to see.

Modern man, evolutionary betrayer,
Modern man, ecosystem destroyer,
Modern man, destroy yourself in shame,
Modern man, pathetic example of earths organic heritage.

When I look back and think, when I ponder and ask myself why? ,
I see my ancestor spend with careless abandon,
Assuming eternal supply.

Modern man, evolutionary betrayer,
Modern man, ecosystem destroyer,
Modern man, destroy yourself in shame,
Modern man, pathetic example of earths organic heritage,
Just a sample of carbon-based wastage,
Just a fucking tragic epic of you and i.
 
Ahoo Ahooh Ahooh Ahooh Ahooh Ahooh
Spitting in a wishing well
Blown to hell... crash
I'm the last splash
I know you, little libertine
I know you're a real koo koo

Hey now, hey now, ...
Want you, Koo Koo, Cannonball [2x]
In the shade [4x]

I know you, little libertine
I know you're a cannonball
I'll be you're whatever you want
The bong in this Reggae Song

Hey now, hey now, ...
Want you, Koo Koo, Cannonball [2x]
In the shade [4x]

Spitting in a wishing well
Blown to hell... crash
I'm the last splash
I'll be you're whatever you want
The bong in this Reggae Song

Hey now, hey now, ...
Want you, Koo Koo, Cannonball [2x]
In the shade [4x]
 
It was way past midnight
And she still couldn't fall asleep
This night the dream was leavin'
She tried so hard to keep
And with the new day's dawning
She felt it drift away
Not only for a cruise
Not only for a day

CHORUS
Too long ago
Too long apart
She couldn't wait another day for
The captain of her heart

As the day came up she made a start
She stopped waiting another day for
The captain of her heart

CHORUS
Too long ago
Too long apart
She couldn't wait another day for
The captain of her heart

CHORUS
Too long ago
Too long apart
She couldn't wait another day for
The captain of her heart

As the day came up
She made a stop
She stopped waiting another day for
The captain of her heart

CHORUS
Too long ago
Too long apart
She couldn't wait another day for
The captain of her heart
 
stab you in the eye, yo
with a fuckin biro
the same fuckin biro you use to sign your giro
you fucking wino
you crossed the line
I hit you so hard your arse will fall in fucking cairo

:confused:
 
They crucify you when you get it wrong
When things are fine they put you ahead
They laugh at you with your trousers down
They pick the stones and aim them at your head
When you're alive they won't care what you said
What you deserve and all the blood you bled
It doesn't matter what you try to hide
The sun comes out and then the truth is read
Your fans'll love you when you're alive
But the wreaths are laid by the rest instead
When you're alive they won't care what you said
What you deserve and all the blood you bled
'Cos everybody loves you when you're dead
Kneel and pray by the side of your bed
And everybody loves you when you're dead
Kneel and pray just like your momma said
When you're alive they won't care what you said
What you deserve and all the blood you bled
You'll turn in your grave at what's gonna be said
You'll finally be appreciated
'Cos everybody loves you when you're dead
'Cos everybody loves you when you're dead
 
It's been twenty-two long hard years of still strugglin
Survival got me buggin, but I'm alive on arrival
I peep at the shape of the streets
And stay awake to the ways of the world cause shit is deep
A man with a dream with plans to make C.R.E.A.M.
Which failed; I went to jail at the age of 15
A young buck sellin drugs and such who never had much
Trying to get a clutch at what I could not... could not...
The court played me short, now I face incarceration
Pacin... going up state's my destination
Handcuffed in back of a bus, forty of us
Life as a shorty shouldn't be so ruff
But as the world turns I learned life is hell
Living in the world no different from a cell
Everyday I escape from Jakes givin chase, sellin base
Smokin bones in the staircase
Though I don't know why I chose to smoke sess
I guess that's the time when I'm not depressed
But I'm still depressed, and I ask what's it worth?
Ready to give up so I seek the Old Earth
Who explained working hard may help you maintain
to learn to overcome the heartaches and pain
We got stickup kids, corrupt cops, and crack rocks
and stray shots, all on the block that stays hot
Leave it up to me while I be living proof
To kick the truth to the young black youth
But shorty's running wild smokin sess drinkin beer
And ain't trying to hear what I'm kickin in his ear
Neglected, but now, but yo, it gots to be accepted
That what? That life is hectic
 
Nothing can come close
Nothing can come close
Nothing can come close

I never doubted it
Whats for you will not pass you by
I never questioned it
It was decided before I asked why
Its all there ever was
And its all there ever will be
How could you have questioned us?
Its yourself you deceive

Nothing can come close
To this familiar feeling
We say it all without
Ever speaking

Nothing can come close
To this familiar feeling
We say it all without
Ever speaking

Nothing can come close
To this familiar feeling
We say it all without
Ever speaking

Nothing can come close
To this familiar feeling
We say it all without

Hush now
No need to say the words
At first sight you perfectly heard
Love in all its entirety
Is no less than we deserve

I saw, your face
Some place
I felt this feeling before
Is it deja vu?
Do I somehow know you?

Nothing can come close
To this familiar feeling
We say it all without
Ever speaking
 
Bass! how low can you go?
Death row. what a brother knows.
Once again, back is the incredible
The thyme animal
The incredible d, public enemy number one
Five-o said, freeze! and I got numb
Can I tell em that I really never had a gun?
But its the wax that the terminator x spun
Now they got me in a cell cause my records, they sell
cause a brother like me said, well...
...frarrakhans a prophet and I think you ought to listen to
What he can say to you, what you ought to do.
Follow for now, power of the people, say,
Make a miracle, d, pump the lyrical
Black is back, all in, were gonna win
Check it out, yeah yall, here we go again

Chorus: turn it up! bring the noise!

Never badder than bad cause the brother is madder than mad
At the fact thats corrupt as a senator
Soul on roll, but you treat it like soap on a rope
cause the beats in the lines are so dope
Listen for lessons Im saying inside music that the critics are blasting
Me for
Theyll never care for the brothers and sisters
Now across the country has us up for the war

We got to demonstrate, come on now, theyre gonna have to wait
Till we get it right
Radio stations I question their blackness
They call themselves black, but well see if theyll play this

Chorus: turn it up! bring the noise!

Get from in front of me, the crowd runs to me
My deejay is warm, hes x, I call him norm, ya know
He can cut a record from side to side
So what, the ride, the glide should be much safer than a suicide
Soul control, beat is the father of your rocknroll
Music for whatcha, for whichin, you call a band, man
Makin a music, abuse it, but you cant do it, ya know
You call em demos, but we ride limos, too
Whatcha gonna do? rap is not afraid of you
Beat is for sonny bono, beat is for yoko ono
Run-dmc first said a deejay could be a band
Stand on its feet, get you out your seat
Beat is for eric b. and ll, as well, hell
Wax is for anthrax, still it can rock bells
Ever forever, universal, it will sell
Time for me to exit, terminator x-it

Chorus...

From coast to coast, so you stop being like a comatose
Stand, my man? the beats the same with a boost toast
Rock with some pizzazz, it will last. why you ask?
Roll with the rock stars, still never get accepted as
We got to plead the fifth, we can investigate
Dont need to wait, get the record straight
Hey, posses in effect, got the flavor terminator
X to sign checks, play to get paid
We got to check it out down on the avenue
A magazine or two is dissing me and dissing you
Yeah, Im telling you...
 
He's on the phone, and she wants to go home;
shoes in hand, don't make a sound, it's time to go.

(Ooh-ooh)
Someday (someday), someday.


He's on the phone, doesn't want to go home.
The hotel life - forget your wife, you're on your own.
Academia girl;
her life's a gas, she loves the trash inside his world.
Can't find his way there,
got the cash, feeling flash in Leicester Square.


(Ooh-ooh)
Yes.
She never meant to call, she did anyway,
and now he's trying to find the words to say
Someday (someday), someday (someday.)
Yes.
She never meant to call, she did anyway,
and now he's trying to find the words to say
Someday (someday), someday.


It's five to twelve and she's nervous as hell,
with nothing to lose, it's hard to choose it's hard to tell.
[The remix has this additional couplet:
And her's is lilac and gold;
the things she has, she's feeling sad, she's feeling old.]
Skin is dewdrop and warm;
the lipstick kiss, reminisce, awake 'til dawn.


(Ooh-ooh)
Yes.
She never meant to call, she did anyway,
and now he's trying to find the words to say
Someday (someday), someday (someday.)
Yes. (Ooh-ooh)
She never meant to call, she did anyway,
and now he's trying to find the words to say
Someday (someday), someday (someday.)


Et c'est alors que supposement blesse par le commun des mortels,
Qu'en habit pourpre et net, de mes cendres fictions,
pour l'encore inconnu
 
ugh - let me se ya shaking ya boots,
come back to the old school, back to ya roots,
ugh - let me se ya shaking ya boots,
come back to the old school, back to ya roots,
ugh - let me se ya shaking ya boots,
come back to the old school, back to ya roots,
ugh - let me se ya shaking ya boots,
come back to the old school, back to ya roots...
 
Usu beni midarete Manatsu no yo no yume yume
Tobitatsu kagerou Koi kogareru

Me ni utsuru no ga warui yume nara
Me wo tsuburu no wa warui kuse na no
Tadaima dake wa yoi shirete itai
Ramushu no umi ni shizumu taiyou

Kyou oshii Dareka no namae kuchi zusamu
Nante suteki na Kono yo wa yume da Anata to yume de aeru

Usu beni midarete Manatsu no yo no yume yume
Tobitatsu kagerou Koi kogareru
Anata wo omoeba Yume ni yume ni yume miru
Afureru yorokobi Towa ni towa ni

Moetsukite yuku yume no kakarihi Nami ni kirameku inochi no zanshi
Kyou oshii dareka no omokage yureteiru

Maiakaru you ni Maichiru you ni Anata to yume de odoru

Usu beni midarete Manatsu no yo no yume yume
Tobitatsu kagerou Koi kogareru
Anata wo omoeba Yume ni yume ni yume miru
Afureru yorokobi Towa ni towa ni

Ito oshii Anata wo omoi yami kakeru
Tobira ga hiraku Sekai ga hiraku Kono yo ni ikita akashi

Usu beni midarete Manatsu no yo no yume yume
Tobitatsu kagerou Koi kogareru
Anata wo omoeba Yume ni yume ni yume miru
Afureru yorokobi Towa ni towa ni

Usu beni midarete Manatsu no yo no yume yume
Tobitatsu kagerou Koi kogareru
Anata wo omoeba Yume ni yume ni yume miru
Afureru yorokobi Towa ni towa ni

Usu beni midarete Manatsu no yo no yume yume
 
If i told you things i did before
told you how i used to be
would you go along with someone like me
if you knew my story word for word
had all of my history
would you go along with someone like me

i did before and had my share
it didn't lead nowhere
i would go along with someone like you
it doesn't matter what you did
who you were hanging with
we could stick around and see this night through

and we don't care about the young folks
talkin' 'bout the young style
and we don't care about the old folks
talkin' 'bout the old style too
and we don't care about their own faults
talkin' 'bout our own style
all we care 'bout is talking
talking only me and you

usually when things has gone this far
people tend to disappear
no one will surprise me unless you do

i can tell there's something goin' on
hours seems to disappear
everyone is leaving i'm still with you

it doesn't matter what we do
where we are going too
we can stick around and see this night through

and we don't care about the young folks
talkin' 'bout the young style
and we don't care about the old folks
talkin' 'bout the old style too
and we don't care about their own faults
talkin' 'bout our own style
all we care 'bout is talking
talking only me and you

and we don't care about the young folks
talkin' 'bout the young style
and we don't care about the old folks
talkin' 'bout the old style too
and we don't care about their own faults
talkin' 'bout our own style
all we care 'bout is talking
talking only me and you
talking only me and you

talking only me and you
talking only me and you
 
The sun on the meadow is summery warm
The stag in the forest runs free
But gathered together to greet the storm
Tomorrow belongs to me
Tomorrow belongs to me
The branch on the linden is leafy and green
The Rhine gives it's gold to the sea
But somewhere a glory awaits unseen
Tomorrow belongs to me
Tomorrow belongs to me
The babe in his cradle is closing his eyes
The blossom embraces the bee
But soon says a whisper, arise, arise
Tomorrow belongs to me
Tomorrow belongs to me
Now Fatherland, Fatherland, show us the sign
Your children have waited to see
The morning will come when the world is mine
Tomorrow belongs to me
Tomorrow belongs to me
Tomorrow belongs
Tomorrow belongs
Tomorrow belongs to me!
 
I like to move it, move it
I like to move it, move it
I like to move it, move it
Ya like to ("Move it")

Repeat 2 more times

(talking)

All girls all over the world,
original Mad Stuntman pon ya case man!
I love how all girls a move them body,
and when ya move ya body, and move it,
nice and sweet and sexy, alright!

Woman ya cute, and you don't need no make up,
original cute body you a mek man mud up. (x2)

Woman! Physically fit, physically fit,
physically, physically, physically fit
Woman! Physically fit, physically fit,
physically, physically, physically fit
Woman! Ya nice, sweet, fantastic
Big ship on de ocean that a big titanic
Woman! Ya nice, sweet energetic
Big ship on de ocean that a big titanic
Woman! Ya nice, sweet, fantastic
Big ship on de ocean that a big titanic
Woman! Ya nice, sweet, fantastic
Big ship on de ocean that a big titanic

(chorus)

Woman ya cute, and you don't need no make up,
original cute body you a mek man mud up. (x2)

Eye liner - pon ya face a mek man mud up
Nose powder - pon ya face a mek man mud up
Pluck ya eyebrow - pon ya face a mek man mud up
Gal ya lipstick - pon ya face a mek man mud up
Woman ya nice broad face,
and ya nice hip, make man flip and bust up them lip.
Woman ya nice an energetic,
big ship pon de ocean that a big titanic.
Woman ya nice broad face,
and ya nice hip, make man flip and bust up them lip.
Woman ya nice and energetic,
big ship pon de ocean that a big titanic.
 
Echoes of reggae comin' through my bedroom wall
havin' a party up next door but i'm sittin here all alone
two lovers in the bedroom and the other starts to shout
all i got is this blank stare and that don't carry no clout at all

Destination unknown
Ruby ruby ruby ruby soho

He's singin and she's there to lend a hand
he's seen his name on the marquee but she will never understand
once again he's leavin' and she's there with a tear in her eye
embraces with a warm gesture it's time, time to say goodbye

Destination unknown
Ruby ruby ruby ruby soho

Ruby's heart ain't beatin cause she knows the feelin' is gone
she's not the only one who knew there's somethin' wrong
her lover's in the distance as she wipes a tear from her eye
ruby's fading out, she disappears, it's time, time to say goodbye

Ruby ruby ruby ruby soho
Ruby ruby ruby ruby soho
Ruby ruby ruby ruby soho
Ruby ruby ruby ruby soho

Destination unknown (Ruby ruby ruby ruby soho)
Ruby ruby ruby ruby soho
 
Criminals killed kings, so which ones the better?
Come on now open your suicide letter,
lying on the floor, you're thinking you're dead,
but you wanna live life do it instead,
you gotta understand how to be true,
It's out with the old and in with the new,
you gotta do it now, you don't wanna go,
come one now, life is your show.

Come on now let it go,
Everything that you know, step aside,
Let it ride and we're turning the tide,
It's out with the old, in with the new,
Step aside, the stories are true.

Blast 'em just like a shot gun,
Back down never to know one,
Understand exactly where I come from,
Take me into the action,
These are stories that true no lie,
Days of destruction you wonder why,
I'm a punk rocker till the day I die,
And the days come and days go and life gonna pass by,
Affiliations everywhere I go,
London, New York, L.A., Tokyo,
And this world is the world I know,
A world of no rules no place that I won't go,
Let me open up the door for ya,
Let you into a whole new world for ya,
You see you never know,
Where you end up tomorrow.

The next thing you know, the victim that was beaten
was the same person you thought was undefeated,
lying there next in the line,
sometimes kid you gotta do your time,
think about the fall and what you did wrong,
before you can move along,
you gotta do it now, you gotta know,
come on now, life is your show.

Come on now let it go,
Everything that you know, step aside,
Let it ride and we're turning the tide,
It's out with the old, in with the new,
Step aside, the stories are true.
 
The door-to-door inspector, his knuckles bare and white,
is rapping on your window
'cause he knows you're hiding here tonight
He's travelled from the city to your country slum
under rain and black clouds
and the burnt-out silver sun

He'll drop you where you stand
Lift the roof with his bare hands
and hand you down his just demands
as you huddle in your tiny corner

The door-to-door inspector now sits to eat his lunch
He scowls at last week's paper
in the worker's cafe, hushed
You made your choice whan mocking the ways of true grown men
Now may your woman-love protect you
as you face this grevious punishment you've earned

He'll drop you where you stand
then journey home to wash those hands
and to his bed he'll trembling go
Passion not spent, a man alone
(with his hand)
 
Just call out my name.......winter, spring, summer or fall....and I'll be there....


(I know I know...am stoned PLUS it means something re: a good mate of mine so :p)
 
It barks at no-one else but me,
like it's seen a ghost.
I guess it's seen the sparks a-flowin,
no-one else would know.

Hey man, slow down, slow down,
idiot, slow down, slow down.

Sometimes I get overcharged,
that's when you see sparks.
They ask me where the hell I'm going?
At a 1000 feet per second,

hey man, slow down, slow down,
idiot, slow down, slow down.

Hey man, slow down, slow down,
idiot, slow down, slow down.
 
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