What lyrics are you listening to now?

[northernhord]

Automated homunculus, you queue for the paper
You queue for the bus, you're a "good morning" machine
You're a "how are you?" device
Sit back, light up, never put a fight up
Sit there fuming until your face goes green
Air conditioned, and desensitised, you're very nearly human
You're so well disguised
Robot, Robot

 

[Firky]

You are the sun and moon and stars, are you
And I could never run away from you


You try at working out chaotic things
And why should I believe myself, not you?


It's like the world is going to end so soon
And why should I believe myself?


You, me and everything caught in the fire
I can see me drowning, caught in the fire

 

[dynamicbaddog]

keep it chickenhead,im lookin for a dime
get my swirve on,make it hot,word is bond, im lickin on your ankle
bracelet,we'll be sippin' moet wit strawberries and dat shit, im nasty ask me
why i lick my lips so in the darkness i can run my tongue over your tits
its all good sugary,u aint leavin' sit up on my face and help my stash grow
even
whipped cream taste mean from the back she bounce wit' LL now shorty's on the
map
i put away the gat,took off the hat,throw ya mo's in the air if u like it like
that
no doubt boo,i keep it real girl,mad pleasure,blowin up your whole world
whatever's clever i got endless cash,trees from Hawaii, 2 pools or baths
(chorus) i'll be loungin with LL Cool J
i'll be loungin' with LL,hey hey
uh,my scenario is grand,a dime peice,hennessey up in my hand
i turn out the lights like teddy,im feenin', standin' in the darkness,now im
ready
uhh,ooh yeah up in ya,let it flow while i pump slow,then i speed it up,heat it
up
make it mo' tasty,so u can swing low and lace me
use your imagination,u do me,i do u,sex education
its all good, it's cranberry absolut,peach shnapps,feelin' tipsy,loungin' on
the rooftops
i'm 'bout to spank u on dat ass(ooh) i know u love it when it lasts(true) when
u need it who u ask(you) what u sayin' when i dash(dont go boo)

(chorus)

u got to bounce wit me suga,word up,u got to bounce wit me suga,worda
worda,word up...

warm it up suga,make it hot,shorties'll swarm,make me wanna bust shots,we
speak daily on the regular,run your jibs all day chip in my cellular
shoot down to jamaica,pretty white sand,suntan oil,pina' coladas in my hand
layin up at night,peepin' at stars,remember,when we was at the club in da
bars?
i told ya my status was that of a don,u thought i was a dog and u aint wanna
get it on,but my mind has attractin' qualities,all the emotions of a young
lady
so here u are,smack dab up in the mix,shorty this here's about as good as it
gets
word up,i'ma treat u like a queen from the heart,crack the bubbly,and let the
episode start.

(chorus)

 

[Iam]

OneBeLo - Anybody

{*Beatboxing*} Aight, I'm ready
How y'all doin out there?
What's goin on?
Yo, check this out

[Verse 1]
November 7th, 1976, now that's life
Believe I was born to rock a mic (believe it)
If seein is believin, my rhymes is outta sight
I headbutt the mic, one bite could stop the fight
But not tonight, logo the whole twelve, strike!
Then everything changed like a Cinderell' night
I used to freestyle, now I'm jail cell tight
You cats livin lies, seven slide into hell twice
The real mic, rhyme Christ, what is you deaf?
I already told your blind ass thrice like blind mice
But the +Price was Right+, and you was in the limelight
Now every other word you say is wine or ice
What the hell you gon' do when the truth comes to surface
and all your fans recognize fools' gold is worthless?
..

[Chorus]
Anybody, can think of a dope punchline
Anybody, can make three syllables rhyme
Anybody, can flow for a long ass time
But how many cats you know can feed the mind?

[Verse 2]
Now who got skills is the real question?
I teach these wack MC's a real lesson
I draw the crowd like concealed weapons
That's why they feel threatened, I kill seven
MC's that thought I need the weed to spark an ill session
Been writin rhymes since the age of ill-leven
Now I'm super-varsity, pardon me, your skill's freshman
Your style's no match like Jada and Will "Fresh Prince"
Before One.Be.Lo, hip hop was ill-destined
This industry fulla Uncle Toms, dickheads, Dirty Harrys
Technical revolutionaries with big vocabularies
Legendary, makin majors millions in monetary
But check it, that money that's only momentary..

Who's the master? My mentality is plantation
Lyrically +Proclaim+ to be wack-free, +Emancipation+
The “honest” president, how I represent, how benevolent
Now or never kid, we promise Harriet (promise)
The land of the chosen few
Poetry in motion in the ocean, split it open
you know how Moses do
See, my plan's goin through long and overdue
Sleepin on my crew (wake up) wake up and smell the Folgers brew
My rap photo shoot, snap Polaroids
Represent hip hop like Matlock, you just a court appoint
Stayin true, I hold mics, that the Lord anoint
Hungry for meals but won't fork it if I know it oinks..

And the name of this jam is..

[Chorus]

 

[Firky]

The beast in me
Is caged by frail and fragile bars
Restless by day
And by night rants and rages at the stars
God help the beast in me

The beast in me
Has had to learn to live with pain
And how to shelter from the rain
And in the twinkling of an eye
Might have to be restrained
God help the beast in me

Sometimes it tries to kid me
That it's just a teddy bear
And even somehow manage to vanish in the air
And that is when I must beware
Of the beast in me that everybody knows
They've seen him out dressed in my clothes
Patently unclear It it's New York or New Year
God help the beast in me

 

[Strumpet]

My hopes are so high that your kiss might kill me.
So won't you kill me?
So I die happy.
My heart is yours to fill or burst,
to break or bury, or wear as jewelry.
Whichever you prefer.

 

[rollinder]

Looking out the door i see the rain fall upon the funeral mourners
Parading in a wake of sad relations as their shoes fill up with water
And maybe i'm too young to keep good love from going wrong
But tonight you're on my mind so you never know

When i'm broken down and hungry for your love with no way to feed it
Where are you tonight, child you know how much i need it
Too young to hold on and too old to just break free and run

Sometimes a man gets carried away, when he feels like he should be having his fun
And much too blind to see the damage he's done
Sometimes a man must awake to find that really, he has no-one

So i'll wait for you... and i'll burn
Will I ever see your sweet return
Oh will I ever learn

Oh lover, you should've come over
'Cause it's not too late

Lonely is the room, the bed is made, the open window lets the rain in
Burning in the corner is the only one who dreams he had you with him
My body turns and yearns for a sleep that will never come

It's never over, my kingdom for a kiss upon her shoulder
It's never over, all my riches for her smiles when i slept so soft against her
It's never over, all my blood for the sweetness of her laughter
It's never over, she's the tear that hangs inside my soul forever

Well maybe i'm just too young
To keep good love from going wrong

Oh... lover, you should've come over
'Cause it's not too late

Well I feel too young to hold on
And i'm much too old to break free and run
Too deaf, dumb, and blind to see the damage i've done
Sweet lover, you should've come over
Oh, love well i'm waiting for you

Lover, you should've come over
'Cause it's not too late

 

[Firky]

The beast in me Is caged by frail and fragile bars Restless by day
And by night rants and rages at the stars God help the beast in me

The beast in me Has had to learn to live with pain
And how to shelter from the rain
And in the twinkling of an eye Might have to be restrained God help the beast in me

Sometimes it tries to kid me That it's just a teddy bear
And even somehow manage to vanish in the air
And that is when I must beware
Of the beast in me that everybody knows
They've seen him out dressed in my clothes
Patently unclear It it's New York or New Year God help the beast in me

 

[Firky]

what did happen to the walkmen?

Because he knows
Our Romeo,
He can't climb back.
He swings in loopholes.
When he goes through the air
Their vengeance will stretch out.

I made the best of it.
I made the best of it.
I made the best of it.

This velvet rope
Has fell before
In vain.
Clothing crashing the floor.
Insane.
Worse than once thought.

I made the best of it.
I made the best of it.
I made the best of it.

I made the best of it.
I made the best of it

 

[dynamicbaddog]

You showed me how to do
Exactly what you do
How I fell in love with you
Oh, it's true
Oh, I love you

You showed me how to say
Exactly what you say
In that special way
Oh, it's true
You fell for me too

And when I tried it, I could see you fall
And I decided it's not a trip at all

You taught it to me too
Exactly what you do
And now you love me too
Oh, it's true
We're in love, we two

You showed me how you do
Exactly what you do
How I fell in love with you

You showed me how to say
Exactly what you say
In that special way

You taught it to me too
Exactly what you do
And now you love me too

 

[Crispy]

I got cash in fuck you quantities
Know what?
That makes you uncomfortable
Fuck you and the Range Rover you drove in on

Fuck your Saab convertable
And your twice weekly trips to the analyst
Stupid Motherfuck

Fuck the Hamptons, Maine
And the fly infested south of France
I'm paid, asshole
Got more cash than God can count
So why don't you just...die

Choke on your damn designer bagel from Balducci's
Low cholesterol, naturally

Fuck your big old Sunday New York Times
Fuck the Wall Street Journal
And Newsweek and the lot
Including Nation, Villiage Voice, Guardian and the rest
Stupid set of priviledge motherfuckers

Think it's fashionable to have an 'alternative view'

And fuck, if you can

Your pencil thin, evian drinking
Calorie counting, caffine limiting
sodium sparing, nutra-sweet sweetening
rear-view-mirror-preening
carrot-nibbling bunny

Go drown in a lake of diet coke, fucker

I got cash
What else matters
I got cash
Slave

Fuck your fencing
Screw your squash
Piss on your polo
And your Pavarotti

Fuck all that shit you call music and pretend to enjoy

I got cash
Mega cash
Unhappy with that?

Oh, go sit on your ski rack!

Money talks
You little pussy
And let your politically correct pals know
That I think you're a dick also

Neutered asshole

Your idea of multiculturalism
Japanese restaurant on Monday
Indian on Tuesday
And on Wednesday, Carribbean

Not too spicy please!

Well, I've got stash on stash
And it ain't nouveau cash

Money's been in my family for generations

My great, great, great grandfather made the bag
Selling European slaves in Africa

I got cash, motherfucker
And you can't tell
Whether or not I'm joking
Can you?

Dumb fuck

Always makes me laugh
(brooklym funk essentials - i got cash)

 

[rollinder]

See the sky about to rain,
broken clouds and rain.
Locomotive, pull the train,
whistle blowing
through my brain.
Signals curling on an open plain,
rolling down the track again.
See the sky about to rain.

Some are bound for happiness,
some are bound to glory
Some are bound to live with less,
who can tell your story?

See the sky about to rain,
broken clouds and rain.
Locomotive, pull the train,
whistle blowin'
through my brain.
Signals curlin' on an open plain,
rollin' down the track again.
See the sky about to rain.

I was down in Dixie Land,
played a silver fiddle
Played it loud and then the man
broke it down the middle.
See the sky about to rain.

 

[rollinder]

Well, we live in a trailer
at the edge of town
You never see us
'cause we don't come around.
We got twenty five rifles
just to keep
the population down.
But we need you now,
and that's why
I'm hangin' 'round.
So you be good to me
and I'll be good to you,
And in this land of conditions
I'm not above suspicion
I won't attack you,
but I won't back you.

Well, it's so good to be here,
asleep on your lawn.
Remember your guard dog?
Well, I'm afraid
that he's gone.
It was such a drag
to hear him
whining all night long.
Yes, that was me with the doves,
setting them free
near the factory
Where you built your computer,
love.
I hope you get the connection,
'cause I can't take
the rejection
I won't deceive you,
I just don't believe you.

Well, I'm a barrel of laughs,
with my carbine on
I keep 'em hoppin',
till my ammunition's gone.
But I'm still not happy,
I feel like
there's something wrong.
I got the revolution blues,
I see bloody fountains,
And ten million dune buggies
comin' down the mountains.
Well, I hear that Laurel Canyon
is full of famous stars,
But I hate them worse than lepers
and I'll kill them
in their cars.

 

[rollinder]

The world is turnin',
I hope it don't turn away,
The world is turnin',
I hope it don't turn away.
All my pictures are fallin'
from the wall where
I placed them yesterday.
The world is turnin',
I hope it don't turn away.

I need a crowd of people,
but I can't face them
day to day,
I need a crowd of people,
but I can't face them
day to day.
Though my problems
are meaningless,
that don't make them
go away.
I need a crowd of people,
but I can't face them
day to day.

I went to the radio interview,
but I ended up alone
at the microphone,
I went to the radio interview,
but I ended up alone
at the microphone.
Now I'm livin'
out here on the beach,
but those seagulls are
still out of reach.
I went to the radio interview,
but I ended up alone
at the microphone.

Get out of town,
think I'll get out of town,
Get out of town,
think I'll get out of town.
I head for the sticks
with my bus and friends,
I follow the road,
though I don't know
where it ends.
Get out of town, get out of town,
think I'll get out of town.

'Cause the world is turnin',
I don't want to
see it turn away.

 

[rollinder]

Back in the old folky days
The air was magic when we played.
The riverboat was rockin'
in the rain
Midnight was the time
for the raid.

Oh, Isabela, proud Isabela,
They tore you down and
plowed you under.
You're only real
with your make-up on
How could I see you
and stay too long?

All along the Navajo Trail,
Burn-outs stub their toes
on garbage pails.
Waitresses are cryin'
in the rain
Will their boyfriends
pass this way again?

Oh, Mother Goose,
she's on the skids
Shoe ain't happy,
neither are the kids.
She needs someone
that she can scream at
And I'm such a heel
for makin' her feel so bad.

I guess I'll call it
sickness gone
It's hard to say
the meaning of this song.
An ambulance can only
go so fast
It's easy to get buried
in the past
When you try to make
a good thing last.

I saw today
in the entertainment section
There's room at the top
for private detection.
To Mom and Dad
this just doesn't matter,
But it's either that
or pay off the kidnapper.

So all you critics sit alone
You're no better than me
for what you've shown.
With your stomach pump and
your hook and ladder dreams
We could get together
for some scenes.

I never knew a man
could tell so many lies
He had a different story
for every set of eyes.
How can he remember
who he's talkin' to?
'Cause I know it ain't me,
and I hope it isn't you.

Well, I'm up in T.O.
keepin' jive alive,
And out on the corner
it's half past five.
But the subways are empty
And so are the cafes.

Except for the Farmer's Market
And I still can hear him say:
You're all just pissin'
in the wind
You don't know it but you are.

And there ain't nothin'
like a friend
Who can tell you
you're just pissin'
in the wind.

I never knew a man
could tell so many lies
He had a different story
for every set of eyes
How can he remember
who he's talking to?
Cause I know it ain't me,
and hope it isn't you.

 

[pengaleng]

Well I got us on a hiway, I got us in a car
I got us going faster than we've ever gone before
i got us on a hiway, I got us in a car
I got us going faster than we've ever gone before

And I know it ain't gonna last
And I know it ain't gonna last
When I see your eyes arive
they explode like two bugs on glass

Far above the ocean, deep under the sea
There's a river runnin' dry, because of you and me
Far above the ocean, deep under the sea
There's a river runnin' dry, because of you and me

And I know, it ain't gonna last
And I know, it ain't gonna last
When I see your eyes arive,
they explode like two bugs on glass

She's a goddess on a hiway, a goddess in a car
A goddess going faster than she's ever gone before
She's a goddess on a hiway, a goddess in a car
A goddess going faster than she's ever gone before

And I know, it ain't gonna last
And I know, it ain't gonna last
When I see your eyes arive,
they explode like two bugs on glass

And I know, it ain't gonna last
And I know, it ain't gonna last
And I know, it ain't gonna last
And I know, it ain't gonna last
It ain't gonna last
It ain't gonna last
It ain't gonna last
It ain't gonna last

 

[g force]

I think i'll go home and mull this over
Before i cram it down my throat
At long last it's crashed, it's colossal mass
Has broken up into bits in my moat.

Lift the mattress off the floor
Walk the cramps off
Go meander in the cold
Hail to your dark skin
Hiding the fact you're dead again
Undeneath the power lines seeking shade
Far above our heads are the icy heights that contain all reason

It's a luscious mix of words and tricks
That let us bet when you know we should fold
On rocks i dreamt of where we'd stepped
And the whole mess of roads we're now on.

Hold your glass up, hold it in
Never betray the way you've always known it is.
One day i'll be wondering how
I got so old just wondering how
I never got cold wearing nothing in the snow.

This is way beyond my remote concern
Of being condescending

All these squawking birds won't quit.
Building nothing, laying bricks.

 

[dynamicbaddog]

It's been a long time
I didn't think I was
Going to see you again

See you haven't changed
It's good to see you anyway

[CHORUS]
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday love
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday love
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday love
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday love

When I think about you
My feelings can't explain
Why after all this time
My heart still feels pain

When I look at you
Memories of love
Like no one before
You'll stay on my mind

(Special feelings, special time)
Always so special
(I was yours and you were mine)
Made for each other
(All the good I won't forget)
You will stay on my mind
(Saturday, the day we met)

For always and for ever
You will be my Saturday love

[repeat CHORUS]

When I think about you
My feelings can't explain
Why after all this time
My heart still feels pain

When I look at you
Memories of love
Like no one before
You stay on my mind

(Special feelings, special times)
Feeling so special
(I was yours and you were mine)
Made for each other, girl
(All the good I won't forget)
Staying on my mind, girl
(Saturday, the day we met)
Girl, you know I can't
Leave you behind

There's never any question
You will be my Saturday love

[repeat CHORUS 2x]

When I look at you
Special feelings, special times
I thought we'd always be together
But sometimes things just
Don't work out like we planned

Life goes on and people grow
Out of things that fit before
But Saturday remains the same
And I hope it'll never change

For always and forever
You will be my (you will be my)
You will be my (you will be my)
You will be my (you will be my)
Be (be my Saturday love)
My Saturday love

Do do do do
Let's sing it together

Never on Sunday, Monday's too soon
Tuesday and Wednesday just won't do
Thursday and Friday, we can begin
But our Saturday love
Will never end, sugar

 

[Dubversion]

forgotten how fantastic this was..

Far From Crazy Pavements

...the Taste Of Silver Spoons

A Clinical Arrangement

...on A Dirty Afternoon

Where The Fecal Germs Of Mr. Freud

...are Rendered Obsolete

The Legal Term Is Null And Void

In The Case Of... Beasley Street



In The Cheap Seats Where Murder Breeds

Somebody Is Out Of Breath

Sleep Is A Luxury They Don't Need

...a Sneak Preview Of Death

Belladonna Is Your Flower

Manslaughter Your Meat

Spend A Year In A Couple Of Hours

On The Edge Of Beasley Street



Where The Action Isn't

That's Where It Is

State Your Position

Vacancies Exist

In An X-certificate Exercise

Ex-servicemen Excrete

Keith Joseph Smiles And A Baby Dies

In A Box On Beasley Street



From The Boarding Houses And The Bedsits Full Of

...accidents And Fleas

Somebody Gets It

Where The Missing Persons Freeze

Wearing Dead Men's Overcoats

You Can't See Their Feet

A Riff Joint Shuts - Opens Up

Right Down On Beasley Street



Cars Collide, Colours Clash

Disaster Movie Stuff

For A Man With The Fu Manchu Moustache

Revenge Is Not Enough

There's A Dead Canary On A Swivel Seat

There's A Rainbow In The Road

Meanwhile On Beasley Street

Silence Is The Code



Hot Beneath The Collar

...an Inspector Calls

Where The Perishing Stink Of Squalor

...impregnates The Walls

The Rats Have All Got Rickets

They Spit Through Broken Teeth

The Name Of The Game Is Not Cricket

Caught Out On ...beasley Street



The Hipster And His Hired Hat

Drive A Borrowed Car

Yellow Socks And A Pink Crevat

Nothing La-di-dah

O-a-p

Mother-to-be

Watch The Three-piece Suite

When Shitstopper Drains

And Crocodile Skis

Are Seen On ...beasley Street



The Kingdom Of The Blind

...a One-eyed Man Is King

Beauty Problems Are Redefined

...the Doorbells Do Not Ring

A Light Bulb Burst Like A Blister

The Only Form Of Heat

Where A Fellow Sells His Sister

...down The River On Beasley Street



The Boys Are On The Wagon

The Girls Are On The Shelf

Their Common Problem Is

...that They're Not Someone Else

The Dirt Blows Out

The Dust Blows In

You Can't Keep It Neat

It's A Fully Furnished Dustbin

...sixteen Beasley Street



Vince The Ageing Savage

Betrays No Kind Of Life

...but The Smell Of Yesterday's Cabbage

And The Ghost Of Last Year's Wife

Through A Constant Haze

Of Deodorant Sprays

He Says ...retreat

Alsatians Dog The Dirty Days

Down The Middle Of Beasley Street



People Turn To Poison

Quick As Lager Turns To Piss

Sweethearts Are Physically Sick

Every Time They Kiss

It's A Sociologist's Paradise

Each Day Repeats

Uneasy, Cheasy, Greasy, Queasy

...beastly, Beasley Street



Eyes Dead As Vicious Fish

Look Around For Laughs

If I Could Have Just One Wish

I Would Be A Photograph

On A Permanent Monday Morning

Get Lost Or Fall Asleep

When The Yellow Cats Are Yawning

Around The Back Of Beasley Street

 

[nino_savatte]

Don't know why I'm surviving every lonely day
When there's got to be no chance for me
My life would end and it doesn't matter how I cry
My tears of love are a waste of time
If I turn away am I strong enough to see it through
Go crazy is what I will do
* If I can't have you, I don't want nobody baby
If I can't have you ah ah, I can't have you
I don't want nobody baby, if I can't have you ah ah

Can't let go and it doesn't matter how I try
I gave it all so easily to you my love
To dreams that never will come true
Am I strong enough to see it through
Go crazy is what I will do
(Repeat * till fade)

Oui, trés embarrasse.

 

[rollinder]

Now I'm a union man
Amazed at what I am
I say what I think
That the company stinks
Yes I'm a union man.

When we meet in the local hall
I'll be voting with them all
With a hell of a shout
It's out brothers out
And the rise of the factory's fall.

Oh you don't get me I'm part of the union
You don't get me I'm part of the union
You don't get me I'm part of the union
Till the day I die, till the day I die.

As a union man I'm wise
To the lies of the company spies
And I don't get fooled
By the factory rules
'Cause I always read between the lines.

And I always get my way
If I strike for higher pay
When I show my card
To the Scotland Yard
This what I say.

Oh you don't get me I'm part of the union
You don't get me I'm part of the union
You don't get me I'm part of the union
Till the day I die, till the day I die.

Before the union did appear
My life was half as clear
Now I've got the power
To the working hour
And every other day of the year.

So though I'm a working man
I can ruin the government's plan
Though I'm not too hard
The sight of my card
Makes me some kind of superman.

Oh you don't get me I'm part of the union
You don't get me I'm part of the union
You don't get me I'm part of the union
Till the day I die, till the day I die.

 

[rollinder]

Oh lord, wont you buy me a mercedes benz ?
My friends all drive porsches, I must make amends.
Worked hard all my lifetime, no help from my friends,
So lord, wont you buy me a mercedes benz ?

Oh lord, wont you buy me a color tv ?
Dialing for dollars is trying to find me.
I wait for delivery each day until three,
So oh lord, wont you buy me a color tv ?

Oh lord, wont you buy me a night on the town ?
Im counting on you, lord, please dont let me down.
Prove that you love me and buy the next round,
Oh lord, wont you buy me a night on the town ?

Everybody!
Oh lord, wont you buy me a mercedes benz ?
My friends all drive porsches, I must make amends,
Worked hard all my lifetime, no help from my friends,
So oh lord, wont you buy me a mercedes benz ?

 

[SubZeroCat]

I've got to heat it up
Doctor, got to heat it up
I've got till 3 o'clock
I've got to rock until you drop
I've got to heat it up
Doctor, got to heat it up
I've got till 3 o'clock
I've got to rock until you drop

Something kinda ooh,
Jumping on my tutu
Something 'side of me,
Wants some part of you oo-ooh
Something kinda ooh,
Makes my heart go boom boom
Something 'side of me,
Wanting what you do oo-ooh
Something kinda ooh,
Jumping on my tutu
Something 'side of me,
Wants some part of you oo-ooh
Something kinda ooh,
Bumping in the back room,
Something 'side of me,
Wanting what you do oo-ooh

Ooh, when tomorrow comes
Baby I won't even know your name
Baby so good
Want to follow on by
But I'll never meet you
Never see you again

If you wanna put a line on me, now no
Wait till the band gonna play real slow
If you want your hands on me
I'm digging you up

Cant dance - no pain, no gain, no show
Jump to the beat all night don’t roll
If you wanna handle me
You got to keep up

Something kinda ooh,
Jumping on my tutu
Something 'side of me,
Wants some part of you oo-ooh
Something kinda ooh,
Makes my heart go boom boom
Something 'side of me,
Wanting what you do oo-ooh
Something kinda ooh,
Jumping on my tutu
Something 'side of me,
Wants some part of you oo-ooh
Something kinda ooh,
Bumping in the back room,
Something 'side of me,
Wanting what you do oo-ooh

I've got to heat it up
Doctor, got to heat it up
I've got till 3 o'clock
I've got to rock until you drop
I've got to heat it up
Doctor, got to heat it up
I've got till 3 o'clock
I've got to rock until you drop

Oh boy, I can't tell you how sad I feel
If tonight, is just another kink in your steel
(Oh yeah)

Shoulda known where the man was at
Shoulda known he was gonna make me
I shoulda recognised the plan attack
When he turned and he called me Baby
Shoulda known where the man was at
Shoulda known he was gonna make me
Shoulda come with a party map
So I know where the night would take me

Something kinda ooh,
Jumping on my tutu
Something 'side of me,
Wants some part of you oo-ooh
Something kinda ooh,
Makes my heart go boom boom
Something 'side of me,
Wanting what you do oo-ooh
Something kinda ooh,
Jumping on my tutu
Something 'side of me,
Wants some part of you oo-ooh
Something kinda ooh,
Bumping in the back room,
Something 'side of me,
Wanting what you do oo-ooh

Oo-ooh
Oo-ooh
(Oh yeah)
Oo-ooh
Oo-ooh
(Oh yeah)

 

[dynamicbaddog]

Binatone Spectrum, Pacman, Commodore
ZX-81, donkey kong, fucking high score
Push it to the limit, couldn't push it any more
Wanna be a fucking robot after smoking loads of draw

Bought a speak and spell, stuck it to my chest
And wraps some fucking TIN FOIL to my head and to my vest
Walking down the stret, my next door neighbours not impressed
I'm a robot and buying ten fags is my quest

Eggsie's gone too far, he thinks he's robocop
He's covered in tinfoil and he's got matching metal socks
We tried to sedate him but he fucking escaped
The man robot myth starts to escalate

He tries to sell himself standing in curries
But if the police turn up, he runs in a fucking hurry
He tries to plug himself in the mains with his nob
And when he's fully recharged he goes out on the rob

Half man, half machine
What does it mean?
What does it mean?

Half man, half machine
What does it mean?
What does it mean?

Being a robot in my digital domain
Enter my world, feel my pain
I'm not like other people you might see or you might know
I made love to a BBC micro
Touching on the disk drive, the monitor got hot
I knew from then, I was a motherfucking robot
Bill Gates from Microsoft, Stephen Hawking's voice
And fucking Lara Croft

I built a lab, secret in my loft
And built a special costume that would help me to jack off
I sat there in front of the screen
For many years, this had been my wet dream
Now I've reached it, I'm finally there
Like terminator being filmed in Aberdare
So alone, when people stop and stare
Like C3PO but with pubes and hair

Robot Love
Robot
Robotic Breakdancing
Robot

The doctors found a nut
They said he was an headcase
'cos he sticks silver and cans on his face

Sucking off antennas and trying to fuck the fridge
And burnt his pubic wig, with the high voltage

I am a robot
My prime directive is to's go to's the shops
And buy's ten fags
Do's you's compute?

He wants to buy ten fags, his destination is the shops
A tinfoil suit and a hat like Robocop
If your ask him then he'll do a bodypop
Like terminator, yeah he just won't stop

Put electical cable down through the eye of his cock
Plugged it in the wall and gave himself a big shock
The reason that he did it wasn't to give himself pain
Watching Terminator over again and again

Fuck man, get him, fucking restrain him man
get him fucking, fucking get him down man
inject him man, get him down
He's fucking nuts spa and he's losing it
Help me man, just get him fucking....

Half man, half machine
What does it mean?
What does it mean?

Half man, half machine
What does it mean?
What does it mean?

Half man, half machine
What does it mean?
What does it mean?

 

[northernhord]

Once again, this is it
Turn it up
Here we go
But this time the rhyme
Gonna ask who did the crime
Then let's get down to the nitty-gritty
Like I wanna know who
Picked Wilson's pocket
Afth, he rocket it
Fact, he shocked it
Same kinna thing they threw at James
An what did to Redd was a shame
The the Black get
The bigger the feds want
A piece of that ... booty
Intentional rape system, like we ain't
Payed enough in this bitch, that's why I dissed them
I learned we earned, got no concern
Instead we burned so where the hell is our return?
Plain and simp the system's a pimp
But I refuse to be a ho
Who stole the soul?
Ain't, no, different
Than in South Africa
Over here they'll go after ya to steal your soul
Like over there they stole our gold
Yo they say the Black don't know how to act
'Cause we're waitin' for the big payback
But we know it'll never come
That's why I say come and get some
Why when the Black move it, Jack move out
Come to stay Jack moves away
Ain't we all people?
How the hell can a color be no good for a neighborhood
Help, straighten me out
'Cause my tribe gets a funny vibe
They I'm wrong for singin' a song
Without solutions
All the dancers answer questions
And try to be the best and...
Let everybody know before I blow
For the sake of what's right
I wanna know who stole the soul?

We choose to use their ways
And holidays notice some of them are heller days
Invented bye those who never repented
For the sins within that killed my kin
But that's all right
I try do what a brother does
But I'll never know if you're my cuz
That's why I try my best to unite
And damn the rest if they don't like it
Banned from many arenas
Word from the motherland
has anybody seen her
Jack was nimble, Jack was quick
Got a question for Jack ask him
40 acres and a mule Jack
Where is it why'd you try to fool the Black
It wasn't you, but you pledge allegiance
To the red, white, and blue
Sucker that stole the soul!

 

[sojourner]

Around The Back Of Beasley Street

Been a while since I heard that...love the way 'beasley' is sung to transmit the contempt

 

[Firky]

And my moth keeps telling me
Hey hey hey hey hey hey
The devil may
Hey hey hey hey hey hey
You are a fool
For sticking round
Yeah you are a fool
For sticking round
I tried every trick in the book
I tried to look and knew
Every trick in the book
But how come I look?

No more common dress or elliptical caress
Don't look into your eyes cause I'm desperately in love
In love
In love
When you walk in the room everything disappears
When you walk in the room it's a terrible mess
When you walk in the room I start to melt
When you walk in the room I follow you round
Like a dog, I'm a dog, I'm a dog, I'm a lapdog
I'm your lapdog, yeah
I just got a number and location

 

[foamy]

I think I'm in love (probably just hungry)
Think I'm your friend (probably just lonely)
Think you got me in a spin now (probably just turning)
Think I'm a fool for you (probably just learning)
Think that I can rock and roll (probably just twisting)
Think I wanna tell the world (probably ain't listening)
Come on...

Think I can fly (probably just falling)
Think I'm the life and soul (probably just snorting)
Think I can hit the mark (probably just aiming)
Think my name is on your lips (probably complaining)
Think that I have got it bad (probably contageous)
Think that I'm a winner baby (probably Las Vegas)
Come on...

Think I'm alive (probably just breathing)
Think you stole my heart now baby (probably just stealing)
Think I'm on fire (probably just smoking)
Think that I'm your dream girl (probably just dreaming)
Think I'm the best (probably like all the rest)
Think that I could be your man (oh, probably just think you can)
Come on...

I think I'm in love, I think I'm in love

 

[dynamicbaddog]

A tenement, a dirty street
Walked and worn by shoeless feet
Inside it's long and so complete
Watched by a shivering sun
Old eyes in a small child's face
Watching as the shadows race
Through walls and cracks and leave no trace
And daylight's brightness shuns
The days of Pearly Spencer
The race is almost run
Nose pressed hard on frosted glass
Gazing as the swollen mass
On concrete fields where grows no grass
Stumbles blindly on
Iron trees smother the air
But withering they stand and stare
Through eyes that neither know nor care
Where the grass is gone
The days of Pearly Spencer
The race is almost run
Pearly where's your milk white skin
What's that stubble on your chin
It's buried in the rot gut gin
You played and lost not won
You played a house that can't be beat
Now look your head's bowed in defeat
You walked too far along the street
Where only rats can run
The days of Pearly Spencer
The race is almost run
The days of Pearly Spencer
The race is almost run

 

[Firky]

Pack up;
I’m straight;
Enough;
Oh say, say, say;you'll
Oh say, say, say;you'll
Oh say, say, say;you'll
Oh say, say, say;you'll
Oh say, say, say you'll

Wait, they don’t love you like I love you;
Wait, they don’t love you like I love you;
Ma-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-aps;
Wait! They don’t love you like I love you.

Made off;
Don’t stray;
Well, my kind’s your kind;
I’ll stay the same!
Pack up;
But Don’t stray;
Oh say, say, say;
I'll Oh say, say, say!

Wait! They don’t love you like I love you;
Wait! They don’t love you like I love you;
Ma-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-aps;
Wait! They don’t love you like I love you!
Wait! They don’t love you like I love you!
Ma-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-aps!
Wait! They don’t love you like I love you …

Wait! They don’t love you like I love you;
Wait! They don’t love you like I love you;
Ma-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-aps;
Wait! They don’t love you like I love you!
Wait! They don’t love you like I love you!
Ma-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-aps!
Wait! They don’t love you like I love you …