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the fucking cops are fucking keen
to fucking keep it fucking clean
the fucking chief's a fucking swine
who fucking draws a fucking line
at fucking fun and fucking games
the fucking kids he fucking blames
are nowhere to be fucking found
anywhere in chicken town
the fucking scene is fucking sad
the fucking news is fucking bad
the fucking weed is fucking turf
the fucking speed is fucking surf
the fucking folks are fucking daft
don't make me fucking laugh
it fucking hurts to look around
everywhere in chicken town
the fucking train is fucking late
you fucking wait you fucking wait
you're fucking lost and fucking found
stuck in fucking chicken town
the fucking view is fucking vile
for fucking miles and fucking miles
the fucking babies fucking cry
the fucking flowers fucking die
the fucking food is fucking muck
the fucking drains are fucking fucked
the colour scheme is fucking brown
everywhere in chicken town
the fucking pubs are fucking dull
the fucking clubs are fucking full
of fucking girls and fucking guys
with fucking murder in their eyes
a fucking bloke is fucking stabbed
waiting for a fucking cab
you fucking stay at fucking home
the fucking neighbors fucking moan
keep the fucking racket down
this is fucking chicken town
the fucking train is fucking late
you fucking wait you fucking wait
you're fucking lost and fucking found
stuck in fucking chicken town
the fucking pies are fucking old
the fucking chips are fucking cold
the fucking beer is fucking flat
the fucking flats have fucking rats
the fucking clocks are fucking wrong
the fucking days are fucking long
it fucking gets you fucking down
evidently chicken town


(well done sopranos, all those fuckin's should be bloody though :! :-o :-p...)
 
First day with the joy you find,
Everyone lies.
First day with the joy you find,
Everyone lies,
Nobody minds,
Everyone lies.
Where is the man you respect?
And where is the woman you love?
Third week with the joy you find,
Everything dies.
"We won't vote Conservative,
Because we never have.''
Everyone lies, everyone lies,
Where is the man you respect?
And where is the woman you love?
Everything of worth,
On earth,
Is there to share
I used to dream and I used to vow,
I wouldn't dream of it now.
We look to Los Angeles
For the language we use
London is dead
London is dead
London is dead
London is dead
London is dead
London is dead
I'm too much in love,
I'm too much in love.
??
I know,
I'll go,
Empty hand
From the land
??
 
Ive got something on my mind
Its no lie, Im telling you why

Ive got something on my mind
Its no lie, Im telling you why

Up to now Ive been afraid to say that
Youre the cause of all my pain
If you keep this up, my friend,
I think Ill go insane

Ive got something on my mind
Its no lie, Im telling you why

Youve been treating me so bad
Since the day that we met
But now I am oh so glad
And my girl you can bet

I will say whats on my mind
And this time therell be no lie

Ive got something on my mind
Its no lie, Im telling you why

Youve been treating me so bad
Since the day that we met
But now I am oh so glad
And my girl you can bet

I will say whats on my mind
And this time therell be no lie

Ive got something on my mind
Its no lie, Im telling you why
 
followed by

oh no, god damn
I missed the last tram
I killed a party again
god damn, god damn
I wanna sleep in my bed
I wanna clean up my head
don't wanna look this dead
don't wanna feel this dread
I killed a party again
I ruined it for my friends
well you're so silent, Jens
well maybe I am, maybe I am

now at the central station
no time for being patient
I feel like going home
but at the same time I don't

black cab, black cab
black cab, black cab
black cab, black cab
black cab, black cab



and I've heard all the stories
'bout the black cabs and the way they drive
but if you take a ride with them
you may not come back alive
they might be psycho killers
but tonight I really don't care
so I say turn up the music
take me home or take me anywhere

black cab, black cab
black cab, black cab

you don't know anything
so don't ask me questions
you don't know anything
so please don't ask me any questions
you don't know anything
so don't ask me questions
just turn the music up
and keep your mouth shut

black cab, black cab
black cab, black cab
 
i can see you here but don't worry
with you hair down in your eyes and you say hi
i had to come back without due warning
now i caught you making love i'll say goodbye
chorus
bye bye, bye bye, i just want you to say goodbye
bye bye, bye bye, i just want you to say goodbye
i can see you cry out i'm sorry
blow your nose and wipe your eyes and you'll know why
i had to come back without due warning
now i'll pack my things and then i'll say goodbye
chorus
break
 
When you got that spider bite on your hand
I thought we would have to break up the band
To lose your arm would surely upset your brain
The poison then could reach your heart from a vein

I was glad that it didn’t destroy you
How sad that would be
Cause if it destroyed you
It would destroy me

When you had that accident in your car
That whole thing just really seemed too bizarre
Dodging holes and telephone poles through the dash
A million to one that you would survive such a crash

I was glad that it didn’t destroy you
How sad that would be
Cause if it destroyed you
It would destroy me

When you fell in love, it was so sweet
So devoted, completely swept off your feet
Love is the greatest thing a heart can know
But the hole that it leaves in its absence can make you feel so low

And I was glad that it didn’t destroy you
How sad that would be
Cause if it destroyed you
It would destroy me
 
All you punks and all you teds
National Front and natty dreads
Mods, rockers, hippies and skinheads
Keep on fighting 'til you're dead

Who am I to say?
Who am I to say?
Am I just a hypocrite,
Another piece of your bullshit
Am I the dog that bit
The hand of the man that feeds it?

Do the dog, do the dog
Do the dog, not the donkey
Do the dog, don't be a jerk
Do the dog, watch who you work for
Do the do the do the do the dog
Everybody's doing the dog

Take your F.A. aggravation
Fight it out on New Street Station
Master racial masturbation
Causes National Front frustration

Who am I to say?
To the IRA
To the UDA
Soldier boy from UK
Am I just a hypocrite?
Another piece of your bullshit
Am I the dog that bit
The hand of the man that feeds it?

Do the dog, do the dog
Do the dog, not the donkey
Do the dog, don't be a jerk
Do the dog, watch who you work for
Do the do the do the do the dog,
Do the do the do the do the dog,
Do the do the do the do the dog,
Everybody's doing the dog.
 
I've never been closer
I've tried to understand
That certain feeling
Carved by another's hand
But it's too late to hesitate
We can't keep on living like this
Leave no track
Don't look back

All I desire
Temptation
Keep climbing higher and higher
Temptation
Adorable creatures
Temptation
With unacceptable features
Temptation
Trouble is coming
Temptation
It's just the high cost of loving
Temptation
You can take it or leave it
Temptation
But you'd better believe it

You've got to make me an offer
That cannot be ignored
So let's head for home now
Everything I have is yours
Step by step and day by day
Every second counts I can't break away
Leave no trace
Hide your face

Keep us from temptation
Lead us not into temptation

Trying to find it
Temptation
You've got to get up behind it
Temptation
Put your dime in the hot slot
Temptation
But it's a million to one shot
Temptation
You think that you're right no
Temptation
You're going to fake it tonight now
Temptation
Give me a breakdown
Temptation
Because it's time for a shakedown
 
Buddy, I can still see you with that shy grin on your face
Seems like your hair was always a little messed up, kinda out of place
Not many people actually knew you or understood how you felt
but just a song from you could make the coldest heart melt
well you're singing for God now in his choras in the sky
Buddy Holly,I'll always remember you with tears in my eye

:eek: :oops: :(

...

well I went to a party with Skinny Jim
Betty came with me but she left with him
ooh man Skinny Jim hmm man Skinny Jim
yes yes yes all the girls love him skinny Jim
well be-bop-a-ula Skinny Jim..

...

I'm a having a nervous breakdown
I'm in a shakedown
See my hands how they shivver
see my knees how they quivver
my whole body's in a jitter
I'm having a ne-e-e-ervous brea-ea-eakdown
I went to se ma ddoctor just the othe day
and I'm about to tell ya what the man had to say
well he says boy you've just gotta slow down
you can't keep traipsing all over town
I'll have to give you a physical check
I've come to the conclusion you're a total wreck
I'm a having a nervous breakdown
 
completely sweet thatsa my baybee
completely sweet don't mean maybee
completely sweet thatsa my baybee
completely sweet don't mean maybee
And I love her more each day
She's so completely sweet

just like honey that the bees bring in
hmmm just like honey that the bees bring in
I get my sugar
when I kiss her on the chin

completely sweet thatsa my baybee
completely sweet I don't mean maybee
completely sweet thatsa my baybee
completely sweet don't mean maybee
And I love her more each day
She's so completely sweet

Well sugar in my coffee
well sugar in my tea
Well sugar in my coffee
well sugar in my tea
hmm they're gonna taste better
with sugar on my knee

well completely sweet thatsa my baybee
completely sweet don't mean maybee
completely sweet thatsa my baybee
completely sweet don't mean maybee
And I love her more each day
She's so completely sweet

She's so completely sweet
:)
 
Dutty Yo!!!
K. Licious (?)
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Dutty yo!
Yo yo yo yo!
Sean Paul a mek di whole world know

From a gal nuh up tp date wi deport dem
Can't keep up wit di trends wi report dem
If I nuh di modeling type wi nuh court dem
But if I di big beauty queen wi support dem

Again wi nuh sorry, a dutty wuk di gal dem ina every territory
But wi hafi start keep dem in a category
Mandatory ala mi gal dem hafi fit dem hafi ready
Can't keep up wit di trend man I left it
Bad Man nuh sorry cuz we done hit di cherry
Done legendary nuff gal wife he marry
One ting wi hafi tell dem necessary
Big up unu self if unu got it

Yo, perform honorary
Wuk ina dem gal dem mek dem feel well merry
Not imaginary nuf a dem a semi very - sexy
Dem well wuh dutty come burry
But wi hafi tell dem one ting customary
Keep it tight just like di military
And mek sure yuh tight extra-ordinary
Three, four, five gal ina mi contrary
Now maintain a hype yah Kerry

Unu listen to di words when Sean a Paul a him a chat
And big-up unu self if unu deh pon di top
Unu chat, unu stop, yuh get because yuh fat
And dutty cup yute dem a neva want dat
Dem big a, wi tell dem leave ya
Cause wi nuh wana grate up wit aligata
Wi talk straight a, gal haffi shape a
And when dem walk pon di road dem hafi cause man headache
Oh
 
I've got a pocket full of pretty green -
I'm gonna put it in the fruit machine -
I'm gonna put it in the juke box -
It's gonna play all the records in the hit parade -
This is the pretty green - this is society
You can't do nothing - unless it's in the pocket
- oh no -

I've got a pocket full of pretty green
I'm gonna give it to the man behind the counter
He's gonna give me food and water -
I'm gonna eat that and look for more -

And they didn't teach me that in school -
It's something that i learnt on my own -
That power is measured by the pound or the fist -
It's as clear as this oh -

I've got a pocket full of pretty green!
 
Wooo-ooo-oooo
Wooo-ooo-oooo
Wooo-ooo-oooo
Wooo-ooo-oooo
Wooo-ooo-oooo
Wooo-ooo-oooo

Wooo-wooo-woooo-wooo
Wooo-wooo-woooo-wooo
Wooo-wooo-woooo-wooo
Wooo-wooo-woooo-wooo
Wooo-wooo-woooo-wooo
Wooo-wooo-woooo-wooo

Please don't leave me baby please don't go
Please don't leave me baby please don't go
If you go away and leave me jeeze you're gonna hurt me so
Yes I love ya baby gonna tell all the World I do
Yes I love ya baby gonna tell all the World I do
Well if ya go away and leave dunno what I'm goin to do

Wooo-ooo-oooo
Wooo-ooo-oooo
Wooo-ooo-oooo
Wooo-ooo-oooo
Wooo-ooo-oooo
Wooo-ooo-oooo

Wooo-wooo-woooo-wooo
Wooo-wooo-woooo-wooo
Wooo-wooo-woooo-wooo
Wooo-wooo-woooo-wooo
Wooo-wooo-woooo-wooo
Wooo-wooo-woooo-wooo
 
Hey, Eugene,
This is Henry McClean
And I've finished my beautiful flying machine
And I'm ringing to say
That I'm leaving and maybe
You'd like to fly with me
And hide with me, baby

Isn't it strange
How little we change
Isn't it sad we're insane
Playing the games that we know and in tears
The games we've been playing for thousands and thousands and ....

Pointing to the cosmic glider
"Pull this plastic glider higher
Light the fuse and stand right back"
He cried "This is my last good-bye."

Point me at the sky and tell it fly
Point me at the sky and tell it fly
Point me at the sky and tell it fly

And if you survive till two thousand and five
I hope you're exceedingly thin
For if you are stout you will have to breathe out
While the people around you breathe in

People pressing on might say
It's something that I hate to say
I'm slipping down to eat the ground
A little refuge on my brain

Point me at the sky and tell it fly
Point me at the sky and tell it fly
Point me at the sky and tell it fly

And all we've got to say to you is good-bye
It's time to go, better run and get your bags, it's good-bye
Nobody cry, it's good-bye
Crash, crash, crash, crash, good-bye...
 
Black Cab reminded me of this

Time stands still
All I can feel is the time standing still

as you put down the keys
and say don't call me please
while the radio plays

"I Think I Need a New Heart" ohhh

"I Think I Need a New Heart" ohhh

You've lied too
but it's a sin that I
can't tell the truth
cause it all comes out wrong
unless I put it in a song
so the radio plays
"I Think I Need a New Heart"
just for you
"I Think I Need a New Heart"

cause I always say I love you

when I mean turn out the light
and I say let's run away
when I just mean stay the night
but the words you want to hear
you will never hear from me

I'll never say "happy anniversary"
never stay to say "happy anniversary"

so I think I need a new heart ohhh
I think I need a new heart ohhh
I think I need a new heart ohhh
I think I need a new heart ohhh
Give me time
 
Nú vaknar þú
Allt virðist vera breytt
Eg gægist út
En er svo ekki neitt

Ur-skóna finn svo
A náttfötum hún
I draumi fann svo
Eg hékk á koðnun?

Með sólinni er hún
Og er hún, inni hér

En hvar ert þú....

Legg upp í göngu
Og tölti götuna
Sé ekk(ert) út
Og nota stjörnurnar
Sit(ur) endalaust hún
Og klifrar svo út.

Glósóli-leg hún
Komdu út

Mig vaknar draum-haf
Mitt hjartað, slá
Ufið hár.

Sturlun við fjar-óð
Sem skyldu-skrá.

Og hér ert þú...

Fannst mér.....

Og hér ert þú
Glósóli.....

Og hér ert þú
Glósóli.....

Og hér ert þú
Glósóli.....

Og hér ert þú
 
"Perverts, on your knees!
For what you're about to receive
It's definitely def
That's deffo for Defheads
F.Def for the Death-Deaf Undef...

Astley's in the noose (hang loose kid)
Lift the lid on the crimes he did
Caught playing safe,
It's a bored game,
All the same and everybody's playing it...
Nobody's saying it like this
Like, laying it down-No!
Theyy're brown-nosing, posin' pretty
In shitty shit city,
It's a tragedy, pure sit-comedy...

So we steal, so what,
So far, so good,
We're Robin Hoods, for the good of the loosers
The boozers, the ugly, the crazy,
The drunks and the punks,
The perverts, the lazy...

The trouble here is that trouble never happens
There's bubbles to burst
So making trouble's a first,
Rhythm and rhyme, partners in crime;
Going for the prime time-
I'm gonna get mine.

This is the law-don't argue
This is the law-stop grinnin'!
Make some noise-shake what you've got...
Go ahead-kick a hole in the speaker
This is the law-for the ugly,
This is the law,
U-u-ugly oh yeah!
Yeah that's right kick it...
Go ahead-kick a hole the speaker!

Very metal riffs polluting the air,
Can U dig it? Hell yeah!
Can U dig it? Hell yeah! Hell yeah!
Say it loud and say it proud
It's a far far better thing we do now...
There's no pleasure to treasure in prostitution.
What's my solution? Noise pollution!

This isn't love
It's just cheap entertainment,
The stains on the sheet and the crap on the pavement
Rearing our ugly head
Say what's got to be said with a sledgehammer,
No s-s-stammer...

Preach to the perverts, teach and convert
Each little excerpt, a feature of expertise
Rough and sleazy, loose and easy
Perverts can you hear me?
 
Geezerz need excitement
If their lives don't provide them this they incite violence
Common sense simple common sense
Geezerz need excitement
if their lives don't provide them this they incite violence
Common sense simple common sense

Out the club about three, to the take-away
The shit-in-a-tray merchants, shops got special perchant for the disorderly
Geezerz looking ordinary and a few looking leary
Chips fly round the sound of the latest chart entry
An incendiary waiting to blast
No harm with the contest who can throw the furthest
Behind the counter they look nervous, but
Carry on cutting the finest cuts of chicken from the big spinning stick
Then over flies a chip, flips, and hits you on the back
You spin round on the attack
'Fuck you playing at? he looks like a cheshire cat, almost falls down
Your frowns and superman eye lasers don't even register
By now you want to leather this twat
And forever your gonna regret that, your choice of path
So mash his head up and your girls now fed up
But stop to think and it's never gonna be the Jackie Chan scene it could have been to end up

Geezerz need excitement
If their lives don't provide them this they incite violence
Common sense simple common sense
Geezerz need excitement
If their lives don't provide them this they incite violence
Common sense simple common sense

So you owe someone money subbing scunny
Best pay me billy - no worries
One-fifty on sunday
But in someway that turns into wednesday
Then goes straight to pay on a hazy evening in the local bar-cafe
What a way. What a way
Just to recap for those at the back, this is everyday tit-for-tat you owe your dealer and
can't pay back fee
Suddenly he's the baddy
So you tell your mates you could have him anyway, to look 'geez'.
But he's a shady fuck, beamer three series, lock, stock and two fat fucks backing him up
Can't convey enough of his desire for the paper stuff
In a blunt fashion Billy's angry with a passion
So please just accept it ain't happening
And go back to your runnins
'Cos you might get yourself in trouble one of these days

Geezerz need excitement
If their lives don't provide them this they incite violence
Common sense simple common sense
Geezerz need excitement
If their lives don't provide them this they incite violence
Common sense simple common sense

Get hold of this bird after pub closing hours
Would your girl like this? No don't think so somehow, in the winter showers
But she'll never know and your face will never show shit
This is how goes it and besides she was well fit
And who could resist
Move up to the next place, a smooth club to flex bass beats and your best mates all down
Nice sound, smirnoff ice round.
MC's clowning, ruud boyz frowning
Everything's sweet everything's tucked-in.
And round here were all downing.
But all of a sudden though, just through the smoke, is your bird laughing and joking with a
bloke?
Ain't just that either, as she moves closer,
Miss-shape what looks like their lover - he's tonguing her.
All rage sweeps up through your torso, your moreso ready to go over and show him whos man
Football fan style
Leave it in the can for a while, cos even as they smile you still got choices
Don't listen to them voices
And at the end of the day you may just have caused this
So leave the forces

Geezerz need excitement
If their lives don't provide them this they incite violence
Common sense simple common sense
Geezerz need excitement
If their lives don't provide them this they incite violence
Common sense simple common sense.
 
Morning lights don't scratch my eyes
Just let me wash up on the shore
I used to have the strangest dreams
But they don't come here anymore
My duvet's laid out like an atlas with stains to mark the borderlines
Indentations in my pillow I hope won't fade with time

Smoke the roach left in the ashtray on which I choked the night before
Stuck my toes under clothes like mountain ranges on the floor.
I pick my way through crusty dishes and their greasy chemistry
I washed two cups and the remember that you've left already.

I let you go so reluctantly and I can still hear your lazy symphony
And just when I found my calling, it's another mourning morning

The say the devil's in the detail
I'm gonna blow my eyes instead
I put my memories in a landscape where only reckless angels stay
I watch the fingerprints you left like a secret code upon my skin
And I remember when you told me a guilded crown won't make a king

I really want you to stay but I know you have to go
I really want you to stay but sometimes it doesn't show
I really want you to stay but I know you have to go
I really want you to stay let the conversation flow
I really want you to stay but I know you have to go
I really want you to stay but sometimes it doesn't show
I really want you to stay but I know you have to go, have to go again

I let you go so reluctantly and I can still hear your lazy symphony
And just when I found my calling, it's another mourning morning

I really want you to stay but I know you have to go (X7)
have to go again
 
Armymen on TV, salivating
Discussing tactics, almost masturbating
Cannon fodder - it's a Gulf War volunteer
Gonna die in the desert for the sake of a rich emir
They toasted peace in 1989
But the cold war colonels are peddling a brand new line:
Blood for oil (x4)

Saddam was a friend, a good pro Western man
When he gassed the Kurds and the teenagers of Iran
Yankee, French and Soviet arms to order
And a British supergun stopped at the Turkish border
'Yeah, we'll give you the recipe for hell....
Just keep your hands off Texaco and Shell..'
Blood for oil (x4)

And when he marched into Kuwait what did the papers say?
Did they talk about the arms dealers who helped him on his way?
No, he's the Hitler of Baghdad, that's why we're off to war
But just like Hitler, he was Hitler all those years before
When the West put him in power
And business kept him in power...

A German chemical firm called IG Farben
Still trading, renamed Bayer Leverkusen
Made Zyklon B to exterminate the Jews
And lots of shit that Saddam liked to use
Now profiteers and hypocrites combine
And half the world is in the firing line....
Blood for oil (x4) (more) (less)
 
there's glass in this rug
tiny splinters pass
all just missiles to bloodstream
the lead in water collects in liver
all just signals inside me
pass me the remedy get this chip out of my head
subject wants to come down - refuses lead
there's gas in one lung should we need it
silly rabbit, you can't see
our team of crackerjacks is at full readiness
you treason angel we'll find you
on the head of a pin in the hair of another angel
subject wants to come home but it's not time
pass me the remedy get this shit out of my head
subject wants to come down - refuses lead
you're never too small for our attention
you watch tv while we watch you
you're never too small for our attention
you're never so small that we can't see you
 
They say if you took it all away
This love would fall apart
I say, no way
You dont know the size of my heart.

Vicious, suspicious
It doesnt matter what I say
Users and losers
Theres nothing here to make me stay.

Bloodstain on a blue vein
Take it with no shame
Love tracks on a loose train
Bloodstain

No gain with no pain
My scars are deeper than you think
Tie me, try me
One more time before I sink.

Big lies, big times
This love is not what were about
Its too late, and Im too straight
Its time to blow this fire out.

Bloodstain on a blue vein
Take it with no shame
Love tracks on a loose train
Bloodstain on a blue vein

Take me softly
Im going crazy for your touch.

Bloodstain on a blue vein
(blue....blood, blue....blood, blue...blood)
Take it with no shame
(no...take, no...take, no...take)

Be be k roche sample :
Im alone
And dissatisfied
And someone else is alone
And dissatisfied
 
kid i held you with these arms that felt so hard
you kept your chin up and i held my guard
made a prison bed from a life i never led
let me correct these mistakes you delight in

God i hope i get it right ive been practicing tonight
kid i hope it holds soime fraction of its feeling
if you keep believing then ill keep on being
a ghost in his prison bed short sheeted and shook dead
looking at love he still hasnt made yet

that i couldnt make to you baby, i can barely move

kid you were wrong that wasnt me in that song
you write the lie youd like to be
when your life feels like a book you wouldnt read

kid ive lived through others i made myself so mall
i lived through a record one summer last fall
the singer said something i could only feel
i saw him this morning he still looked real real

God i need him here tonight
i just know hed get this right

kid im a mess
if it looked good youre seeing things i guess
i changed my mind so many times im a strobe light

flickering freak. the baby of the week

im starting to see someone i could never be

kid what went wrong? we had it all now its all gone
i blew my mind out now its your turn to find out

what we all need
what we all mean

im starting to see someone i dont want to be
 
in the tall grass of a long sun a quiet repast and i'm sweet nothings
come hell i'm your lover your man your friend your fair weather
it's a world stopped afternoon passion legs you're wordless
all blue routes to your birth place chalk white wincing pretty in it

summer dress your hair's wet and gets into our kisses
can you tell why my intentions always wind up near misses
there's a kindness in your smile but my sky plays fatal music
there's the promise and the shell of great beginnings seldom finished

in the laze of a barefoot afternoon. what's a boy to do?
sunday eyes, am i losing you? is the summer really through?

straps down and overtired if i had a favorite picture
i'd call it right now, uncertain, braced for your disaster
summer gown were you sent down to wrestle me to reason
i'm a thrown fight in your favor i'll do everything but listen to you now

in the laze of an empty afternoon. it's all happening too soon.
sunday eyes, am i losing you? say it isn't true.

in the summer you really know
that it doesn't feel like the summer so much anymore
but i keep trying to find you somewhere smiling
over me over you over me

summer girl all summer long you know the winter's wrong
southbound those motel towns can mend most broken mornings
there's citrus groves where noone knows the fruit of truth from evil
and a long walk on a short pier means nothing more than swimming here

there's an end but we don't get to choose. we can only lose.
if i cried a river just for you
would you swim in it some sunny afternoon?

in the summer you'll really know
you're the only summer that i think i'll ever know
so i'll keep trying to find you somewhere smiling
over me over you over me
 
He was born in Oklahoma,
His wife's name's Betty Lou Thelma Liz
And he's not responsible for what he's doing
Cause his mother made him what he is.

And it's up against the wall Redneck Mother,
Mother, who has raised her son so well.
He's thirty-four and drinking in a honky tonk.
Just kicking hippies asses and raising hell.

Sure does like his Falstaff beer,
Likes to chase it down with that Wild Turkey liquor;
Drives a fifty-seven GMC pickup truck;
He's got a gun rack; "Goat ropers need love, too" sticker

And it's up against the wall Redneck Mother,
Mother, who has raised her son so well.
He's thirty-four and drinking in a honky tonk.
Just kicking hippies asses and raising hell.

Well,
M is for the mudflaps you give me for my pickup truck
O is for the Oil I put on my hair
T is for T-bird
H is for Haggard
E is for eggs, and
R is for REDNECK.

Up against the wall Redneck Mother,
Mother, who has raised her son so well.
He's thirty-four and drinking in a honky tonk.
Kicking hippies asses and raising hell.

He's up against the wall Redneck Mother,
Mother, who has raised her son so well.
He's thirty-four and drinking in a honky tonk.
Just kicking hippies asses and raising hell
 
Speak to me of
Universal law
The whore hustle and the hustlers whore
All around me
People bleed
Speak to me
Your song of greed

Speak to me
Of your inner charm
Of how you'll keep me
Safe from harm
I don't think so
I don't see
Speak to me
Of your inner peace, ahh!

Little people
At the amusement park
City people
In the dark
Speak to us
Send us a sign
Just give us something
To keep us trying

And the whore hustle and the hustlers whore
Too many people are out of love
The whore hustle and the hustlers whore
The city's ripped right to the core

Speak to me
Of heroin and speed
Genocide and suicide
Of syphilis and greed

Speak to me
The language of love
The language of violence
The language of the heart

This isn't the first time
I lost my money your love
Heaven and earth don't
Ever mean enough

Speak to me
Of heroin and speed
Just gimme something
I can believe

The whore hustle and the hustlers whore
Too many people are out of love
The whore hustle and the hustlers whore
The city's ripped right to the core
 
Guess the dreams always end
They don't rise up just descend
But I don't care anymore
I've lost the will to want more
I'm not afraid - not at all
I watch them all as they fall
But I remember when we were young

Those with habits of waste
Their sense of style and good taste
Of making sure you were right
Hey, don't you know you were right?
I'm not afraid anymore
I keep my eyes on the door
But I remember --

Tears of sadness for you
More upheaval for you
Reflects a moment in time
A special moment in time
Yeah, we wasted our time
We didn't really have time
But we remember when we were young

And all God's angels beware
And all you judges beware
Sons of chance take good care
For all the people out there
I'm not afraid anymore
I'm not afraid anymore
 
Time on your side that will never end
The most beautiful thing you can ever spend
But you work in a shirt with your nametag on it
Drifting apart like a plate tectonic
It don't matter to me
Cause all I wanted to be
Is a million miles from here
Somewhere more familiar

Too much time spent dragging the past up
I didn't see you not looking when I messed up
Settling down in your early twenties
Sucked more blood than a backstreet dentist

It don't matter to me
Cause all I wanted to be
Is a million miles from here
Somewhere more familiar

Oh my god, I can't believe it
I've never been this far away from home
And oh my, god I can't believe it
I've never been this far away from home
And oh my, god I can't believe it
I've never been this far away from home
And oh my, god I can't believe it
I've never been this far away from home

Great rulers look for greater glory
The only thing growing is our history
Knock me down I'll get right back up again
I'll come back stronger than a powered up pac-man

It don't matter to me
Cause all I wanted to be
Was a million miles from here
Somewhere more familiar

Oh my god, I can't believe it
I've never been this far away from home
And oh my, god I can't believe it
I've never been this far away from home
And oh my, god I can't believe it
I've never been this far away from home
And oh my, god I can't believe it
I've never been this far away from home

Oh my god, I can't believe it
I've never been this far away from home
And oh my, god I can't believe it
I've never been this far away from home
And oh my, god I can't believe it
I've never been this far away from home
And oh my, god I can't believe it
I've never been this far away from home
 
I am the magnificent
I'm backed by the shack of a soul boss most turnin' stormin' sound o'soul

I am double u o,o,o and I'm still up here again

Hey

Work, work, work, work, work, work, work, work, work, work, work
Build it up
One time
Work it on baby
Mush, mush, mush, mush

Hit me one time
Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh ugh
Break it up
Push your lips now

You're fine baby, you're fine

I am the magnificent, double u o,o,o

Good God, too much, I like it

Soul party
Work it up one time, work it two time
Shack it
Back it
I am the magnificent baby, double u, o, o, o

Enter the shack at the back of your soul baby
Work it out huh
Hit me one time

Now what track(s) sampled that intro?:confused:
 
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