I'm the 1st black platinum artist in Detroit, solo artist in Detroit.
quote by Obie Trice
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Detroit
(ian hunter)
(transcribed by nicole apostola)
He used to ride through the streets, crying through the alleyway
Freezing cold in the early morning light
Out to get a salary
Detroit, detroit
Tv image ain't gonna pay the bills
Big big cars
Detroit, detroit
The fan
Detroit, detroit
Big big shots
Got their heads in the sand
The usual
(buzzing cars noises from ian)
You're late
Detroit, detroit
He's a working man
Ghost town
Ghost town
(indistinguishable sounds, laughs)
The loneliest man in the world
song performed by by Ian Hunter
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Detroit (Out Take 5 - Vocal)
(ian hunter)
(transcribed by nicole apostola)
He used to ride through the streets, crying through the alleyway
Freezing cold in the early morning light
Out to get a salary
Detroit, detroit
Tv image aint gonna pay the bills
Big big cars
Detroit, detroit
The fan
Detroit, detroit
Big big shots
Got their heads in the sand
The usual
(buzzing cars noises from ian)
Youre late
Detroit, detroit
Hes a working man
Ghost town
Ghost town
(indistinguishable sounds, laughs)
The loneliest man in the world
song performed by by Ian Hunter
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Panic In Detroit
Ah oooh
He looked a lot like che guevara, drove a diesel van
Kept his gun in quiet seclusion, such a humble man
The only survivor of the national peoples gang
Panic in detroit, I asked for an autograph
He wanted to stay home, I wish someone would phone
Panic in detroit (oh oh oh aahh, oh oh oh aahh)
He laughed at accidental sirens that broke the evening gloom
The police had warned of repercussions
They followed none too soon
A trickle of strangers were all that were left alive
Panic in detroit, I asked for an autograph
He wanted to stay home, I wish someone would phone
Panic in detroit (oh oh oh aahh, ah ah ah aahh)
Putting on some clothes I made my way to school
(oh oh oh)
And I found my teacher crouching in his overalls
I screamed and ran to smash my favourite slot machine (oh oh oh)
And jumped the silent cars that slept at traffic lights
Having scored a trillion dollars, made a run back home
Found him slumped across the table. a gun and me alone
I ran to the window. looked for a plane or two
Panic in detroit. hed left me an autograph
Let me collect dust. I wish someone would phone
Panic in detroit
Panic in detroit
Panic in detroit
Aoo
song performed by by David Bowie
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Lord Send Me An Angel
Good Lord, Good Lord send me an angel down
Can't spare no angel will spare you a teasin' brow
Well that new way of loving, swear to god it must be best
For these Detroit women won't let Mr. Jack White rest!
There's a crowd on the corner, wonder what could it be?
One thang but the women just tryin to get to me.
I went down to the station..suitcase in my hand
all the women run cryin Mr.Jack won't you be my man?
Well there was three women..yellow, brown, and black
Take the mayor of Detroit to pick which one I like
One of em' hamtramak yellow
One of em' Detroit brown
but the soutwest darkskin sure to turn my damper down
song performed by by White Stripes
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You know, I'm the 1st black solo MC from Detroit. I didn't do the 50 Cent sales but hey... I got a long career, I'm still young and I'm trying to bring really good music.
quote by Obie Trice
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I discovered that it was a lonely world being a solo artist. Then I started working with another solo artist, Rod Stewart, and he used to tell me how lonely he was!
quote by Andy Taylor
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A series of rumors about my attitude, as well as derogatory remarks about myself and my family showed me that the personal resentment of the Detroit general manager toward me would make it impossible for me to continue playing hockey in Detroit.
quote by Ted Lindsay
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Detroit City
Me and Iggy were giggin' with Ziggy and kickin' with the MC5
Ted and Seger were burnin' with fever
And let the Silver Bullets fly
The Kid was in his crib, Shady wore a bib
And the Posse wasn't even alive
Shock rock choppin' block, songs to make your heart stop
Shovin' it in to overdrive
Playing loud and fast
Make that guitar blast
Playing like today will be your last...
Well I was born there
Gonna die there
With all my long hair
Detroit City
You feel your heart beat
You hit the concrete
Dance the mean street
Detroit City
There's a riot raging downtown
Tryin' to burn the place down
Skies glowin' red and gray
But the Riff kept a rockin'
The Creem kept a talkin'
And the streets still smokin' today
Playing loud and fast
Make that guitar blast
Playing like today will be your last...
Well I was born there
Probably die there
With all my long hair
Detroit City
You feel your heart beat
You hit the concrete
Dance the mean streets
Detroit City
Six mile seven mile eight mile nine mile ten mile eleven mile
Detroit City
Louder
Faster
Louder
Detroit City
Well, I was born there
Gonna die there
We don't belong here
Detroit City
You feel your heart beat
Hit the concrete
Dance the mean street
Detroit City
Well, I was born there
Probably die there
With all my long hair
Detroit City
You feel your heart beat
You hit the concrete
Dance the mean street
Detroit City
song performed by by Alice Cooper
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Detroit City (Lyrics)
Me and Iggy were giggin' with Ziggy and kickin' with the MC5
Ted and Seger were burnin' with fever
and let the Silver bullets fly
The Kid was in his crib, shady wore a bib
and the posse wasn`t even alive
Shock rock choppin' block, songs to make your heart stop
Shovie it in ta overdrive
Playing loud and fast
Make that guitar blast
Playing like today will be your last...
Well I was born there
Gonna die there
With all my long hair
Detroit City
You feel your heart beat
You hit the concrete
Dance the mean street
Detroit City
There`s a riot raging downtown
Tryin' to burn the place down
Skies glowin; red and grey
But the Riff kept a Rockin'
The Creem kept a-talkin'
And the streets still smokin' today
Playing loud and fast
Make that guitar blast
Playing like today will be your last...
Well I was born there
Probably die there
With all my long hair
Detroit City
You feel your heart beat
You hit the concrete
Dance the mean streets
Detroit City
Six mile seven mile eight mile nine mile
ten mile eleven mile Detroit city
Louder
Faster
Louder
Detroit City
Well I was born there
Gonna die there
We don`t belong here
Detroit City
You feel your heart beat
Hit the concrete
Dance the mean street
Detroit City
Well I was born there
Probably die there
With all my long hair
Detroit City
You feel your heart beat
You hit the concrete
Dance the mean street
Detroit City
poem by Satan's Sibling
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Heaven
[Kracker]
If Heaven ain't alot like Detroit
I don't wanna go
If Heaven ain't alot like Detroit
I just a soon stay home
If they ain't got no Eight Mile
Like they do up in the D
Just send me to Hell or Salt Lake City
It would be about the same to me
It would be about the same to me
[Paradime]
Detroit city
From Aretha to Aaliyah
To Bob Segar to
Joe Louis n' his arena and now me
Paradime the mic of overachievers
Smokin sewer caps bottom feeders and parking meters
A bunch of bad dudes in the mad brew and tattoos
So think twice before you pass through
Or get clapped through whack crews get hurt
We can take you for a ride (ride)
Or take you for your shirt (shirt)
I did it in the Bronx
song performed by by Uncle Kracker from Double Wide
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A Nude Artist
A Nude Artist
he says he is a nude artist
because he is naked when he paints
such nakedness has
nothing to do with being a nude artist
a naked artist who paints a cat or a chicken
is not a nude artist
there is no nude cat
thyere is no nude chicken
just paint a naked woman
and he will be called a nude artist
an artist is not an art
he must know that
- Frog Mantra, Accents Publishing,2012 -
poem by Suchoon Mo_
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Papa Hobo
Words & music by paul simon
Mm------
Its carbon and monoxide
The ole detroit perfume
It hangs on the highways
In the morning
And it lays you down by noon
Oh papa hobo
You can see that Im dressed like a schoolboy
But I feel like a clown
Its a natural reaction I learned
In this basketball town
Sweep up
I been sweeping up the tips Ive made
Im living on gatorade
Planning my getaway
Detroit, detroit
Got a hell of a hockey team
Got a left-handed way
Of making a man sign up on that
Automotive dream, oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh, papa papa hobo
Could you slip me a ride?
Well, its just after breakfast
Im in the road
And the weatherman lied,
Oo-------, ah-----, oo-------
song performed by by Paul Simon
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Everything that Eddie has said about me is the total opposite of what really happened. Eddie says I wanted to be a solo artist. No, Eddie wanted to be a solo artist.
quote by Sammy Hagar
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The main reason he wanted to be a recording artist was because it gives you much more freedom in your writing. You only have to please the artist and the artist is you so you can be more daring and experimental.
quote by Cynthia Weil
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You are born an artist or you are not. And you stay an artist, dear, even if your voice is less of a fireworks. The artist is always there.
quote by Maria Callas
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I am not a black artist, I am an artist.
quote by Jean-Michel Basquiat
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Detroit Rock City
I was young about age eighteen,
I went to a place that had a lot of bling.
It was the city of Detroit, like a miniature New York.
Car drives by with license plate a glow,
mid winter with a lot of snow.
Reminds me of Kiss's song Detroit Rock City,
fan dies with a car which was not very pretty.
Bob Ezrin and Paul Stanely wrote the lyrics,
which where fast and slick like sweet syrup,
Now I have one of Kisses recording guitar pics,
used to record one of Kisses greatest hits.
Pic used to record “Rock and Roll All Night”
Skunky gave it to me and I hide it out of sight.
Skunky says he was friends with Gene Simons,
along time ago and he says he’s not kidding.
Now, Eminem I did visit your Detroit City,
I will return again when you rap with P Diddy.
Written by Christina Sunrise 2011
poem by Suzae Chevalier
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Detroit Rock City
I was young about age eighteen,
I went to a place that had a lot of bling.
It was the city of Detroit, like a miniature New York.
Car drives by with license plate a glow,
mid winter with a lot of snow.
Reminds me of Kiss's song Detroit Rock City,
fan dies with a car which was not very pretty.
Bob Ezrin and Paul Stanely wrote the lyrics,
which where fast and slick like sweet syrup,
Now I have one of Kisses recording guitar pics,
used to record one of Kisses greatest hits.
Pic used to record “Rock and Roll All Night”
Rich gave it to me and I hide it out of sight.
Rich says he was friends with Gene Simons,
along time ago and he says he’s not kidding.
Now, Eminem I did visit your Detroit City,
I will return again when you rap with P Diddy.
Written by Christina Sunrise 2011
poem by Christina Sunrise
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Detroit City
Last night I went to sleep in detroit city,
And I dreamed about those cotton fields at home.
I dreamed about my mother,
Dear old papa, sister and brother,
I dreamed about that girl
Whos been waiting for so long.
I wanna go home, I wanna go home,
Oh, how I wanna go home!
Home, folks think Im big in detroit city.
From the letters that I write, they think Im fine.
But by day, I make the cars,
And by night I make the bars,
If only they could read between the lines!
[spoken]
You know,
I rode a freight train north to detroit city.
After all these years,
I find that Ive just been wastin my time.
So I just think Ill take my foolish pride,
Put on a south bound freight and ride,
Goin back to the love ones,
The ones I left waitin so far behind.
I wanna go home, I wanna go home,
Oh, how I want to go home
song performed by by Tom Jones
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The Artist
The Artist and his Luckless Wife
They lead a horrid haunted life,
Surrounded by the things he's made
That are not wanted by the trade.
The world is very fair to see;
The Artist will not let it be;
He fiddles with the works of God,
And makes them look uncommon odd.
The Artist is an awful man,
He does not do the things he can;
He does the things he cannot do,
And we attend the private view.
The Artist uses honest paint
To represent things as they ain't,
He then asks money for the time
It took to perpetrate the crime.
poem by Sir Walter Raleigh
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