Black Soul Choir
Aint none ever seen the face of his foe no
He aint made of flesh & bone
Hes the one who sits up close beside you
An when hes there you are alone
Every man is evil yes an every man is a liar
An unashamed with the wicked tongues sing
In the black soul choir
Yes an no man ever seen the face of my lord no
Not since he left his skin
Hes the one you keep cold on the outside girl
Hes at your door let him in
O I will forgive your wrongs
Yes I am abel
An for my own I feel great shame
I would offer up a brick to the back of your head boy
If I were cain
song performed by by 16 Horsepower
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Flesh For Fantasy
Theres a change in pace
Of fantasy and taste
Do you like good music?
Do you like to dance? oh yeah.
Hangin out for a body shop at night
Aint it strange what we do to feel alright? oh yeah.
So when will you call?
Im experienced oh yeah
Face to face
And back to back
You see and feel
My sex attack
Sing it
Flesh, flesh for fantasy
We want
Flesh, flesh for fantasy
Its after midnight
Are you feelin alright oh yeah
Turn on the light, babe
Are you someone else tonight?
Neighbour to neighbour, door to door
Dont ask questions, theres time for it all oh yeah.
Face to face
And back to back
You see and feel
My sex attack
Sing it
Flesh, flesh for fantasy
We cry
Flesh, flesh for fantasy
I sing for culture...
Father loves his son,
Mothers, daughters, too.
Its an old old story,
Cries the new world too.
Flesh, flesh for fantasy
We want
Flesh, flesh for fantasy
We want
Flesh, flesh for fantasy
You cry
Flesh, flesh for fantasy
song performed by by Billy Idol
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Fortunate Son
Some folks are born made to wave the flag,
Ooh, theyre red, white and blue.
And when the band plays hail to the chief,
Ooh, they point the cannon at you, lord,
It aint me, it aint me, I aint no senators son, son.
It aint me, it aint me; I aint no fortunate one, no,
Yeah!
Some folks are born silver spoon in hand,
Lord, dont they help themselves, oh.
But when the taxman comes to the door,
Lord, the house looks like a rummage sale, yes,
It aint me, it aint me, I aint no millionaires son, no.
It aint me, it aint me; I aint no fortunate one, no.
Some folks inherit star spangled eyes,
Ooh, they send you down to war, lord,
And when you ask them, how much should we give?
Ooh, they only answer more! more! more! yoh,
It aint me, it aint me, I aint no military son, son.
It aint me, it aint me; I aint no fortunate one, one.
It aint me, it aint me, I aint no fortunate one, no no no,
It aint me, it aint me, I aint no fortunate son, no no no,
song performed by by Creedence Clearwater Revival
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Aint Got Nobody
I aint got nobody since she left me.
And I dont know why, but Im startin to cry.
I aint got nobody since she left me.
And I cant figure out how Im gonna get by.
I aint got nobody since she left me.
I dont know why, I been down all season,
I aint got nobody since she left me.
cause there aint no reason for the girl to be leavin me.
Chorus
I dont know how Ill ever get by without you.
Nobody, no ... nobody.
Im startin to realize my fate.
Nobody, no ... nobody.
Im ready to make up and give another try to live with you.
Nobody, no ... nobody.
I hope for our love and us, its not too late ... too late.
Nobody, nobody.
I aint got nobody since she left me.
Oh, and I dont really think that shell ever come back.
I aint got nobody since she left me.
If she dont come back, Ill have a love attack.
I aint got nobody since she left me.
And my tears are like rain, fallin down on my face.
I aint got nobody since she left me.
cause I know shes the girl that Ill never replace.
Chorus
Chorus
song performed by by Grand Funk Railroad
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Fortunate Son
Some folks are born made to wave the flag
Ooh, theyre red, white and blue
And when the band plays hail to the chief
They point the cannon right at you
It aint me, it aint me
I aint no senators son
It aint me, it aint me
I aint no fortunate son
Some folks are born silver spoon in hand
Lord they dont help themselves
But when the taxman comes to the door
Lord, the house looks like a rummage sale
It aint me, it aint me
I aint no millionaires son
It aint me, it aint me
I aint no fortunate son
Some folks inherit star spangled eyes
Ooh, they send you down to war
And when you ask them how much should we give ?
They only answer more! more! more!
It aint me, it aint me
I aint no militarys son
It aint me, it aint me
I aint no fortunate son
It aint me, it aint me
I aint no fortunate one, no no
It aint me, it aint me
I aint no fortunate son
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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Maggies Farm
I aint gonna work on maggies farm no more.
No, I aint gonna work on maggies farm no more
Well, I wake up in the morning
Fold my hands and pray for rain.
I got a head full of ideas
That are drivin me insane
Its a shame
The way she makes me
Scrub the floor
I aint gonna work on, nah
I aint gonna work on maggies farm no more.
I aint gonna work for maggies brother no more
Nah, I aint gonna work for maggies brother no more
Well, he hands you a nickel
And he hands you a dime
And he asks you with a grin
If youre havin a good time
Then he fines you every time you slam the door
I aint gonna work for, nah
I aint gonna work for maggies brother no more
I aint gonna work for maggies pa no more
No, I aint gonna work for maggies pa no more
Well, he puts his cigar
Out in your face just for kicks
His bedroom window
It is made out of bricks
The national guard stands around his door
I aint gonna work, nah
I aint gonna work for maggies pa no more
I aint gonna work for maggies ma no more
No, I aint gonna work for maggies ma no more
Well, she talks to all the servants
About man and God and law
And everybody says
Shes the brains behind pa
Shes sixty-eight, but she says shes twenty-four
I aint gonna work for, nah
I aint gonna work for maggies ma no more
I aint gonna work on maggies farm no more
No, I aint gonna work on maggies farm no more
Well I try my best
To be just like I am
But everybody wants you
To be just like them
They sing while they slave and just get bored
I aint gonna work on, nah
I aint gonna work on maggies farm no more
song performed by by Rage Against The Machine
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Flesh For A Fantasy
There's a change in pace
Of fantasy and taste
Do you like good music?
Do you like to dance? Oh yeah.
Hangin' out for a body shop at night
Ain't it strange what we do to feel alright? Oh yeah.
So when will you call?
I'm experienced Oh yeah
Face to face
And back to back
You see and feel
My sex attack
Sing it
Flesh, flesh for fantasy
We want
Flesh, flesh for fantasy
It's after midnight
Are you feelin' alright oh yeah
Turn on the light, babe
Are you someone else tonight?
Neighbour to neighbour, door to door
Don't ask questions, there's time for it all Oh yeah.
Face to face
And back to back
You see and feel
My sex attack
Sing it
Flesh, flesh for fantasy
We cry
Flesh, flesh for fantasy
I sing for culture...
Father loves his son,
Mothers, daughters, too.
It's an old old story,
Cries the new world too.
Flesh, flesh for fantasy
We want
Flesh, flesh for fantasy
We want
Flesh, flesh for fantasy
You cry
Flesh, flesh for fantasy
song performed by by Billy Idol
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Black & Blue
Cold empty bed...springs hurt my head
Feels like ole ned...wished I was dead
What did I do...to be so black and blue
Even the mouse...ran from my house
They laugh at you...and all that you do
What did I do...to be so black and blue
Im white...inside...but, that dont help my case
Thats life...cant hide...what is in my face
How would it end...aint got a friend
My only sin...is in my skin
What did I do...to be so black and blue
(instrumental break)
How would it end...i aint got a friend
My only sin...is in my skin
What did I do...to be so black and blue
song performed by by Louis Armstrong
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Maggies Farm
I aint gonna work on maggies farm no more.
No, I aint gonna work on maggies farm no more.
Well, I wake in the morning,
Fold my hands and pray for rain.
I got a head full of ideas
That are drivin me insane.
Its a shame the way she makes me scrub the floor.
I aint gonna work on maggies farm no more.
I aint gonna work for maggies brother no more.
No, I aint gonna work for maggies brother no more.
Well, he hands you a nickel,
He hands you a dime,
He asks you with a grin
If youre havin a good time,
Then he fines you every time you slam the door.
I aint gonna work for maggies brother no more.
I aint gonna work for maggies pa no more.
No, I aint gonna work for maggies pa no more.
Well, he puts his cigar
Out in your face just for kicks.
His bedroom window
It is made out of bricks.
The national guard stands around his door.
Ah, I aint gonna work for maggies pa no more.
I aint gonna work for maggies ma no more.
No, I aint gonna work for maggies ma no more.
Well, she talks to all the servants
About man and God and law.
Everybody says
Shes the brains behind pa.
Shes sixty-eight, but she says shes twenty-four.
I aint gonna work for maggies ma no more.
I aint gonna work on maggies farm no more.
No, I aint gonna work on maggies farm no more.
Well, I try my best
To be just like I am,
But everybody wants you
To be just like them.
They sing while you slave and I just get bored.
I aint gonna work on maggies farm no more.
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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Flesh & Bone
By: jimmy buffett
If men came from venus
And women came from mars
Then Id be lunching with my boyfriends
While you girls talked about cigars
But thats not how it happened
Evolution took a different turn
We may be creatures with some unique features
But weve still got a lot to learn
We made it nearly 20 centuries
But your monkeys with ph.d.s
Spun a web of communications
But its all still a tangle to me
I cant tell the spiders
From the dangling flies and moths
I feel like like some outsider
Who seems to have his wires all crossed
I cant fax you my love
I cant email my heart
I cant see your face in cyberspace
I dont know where to start
Im light years behind
From the age they call stone
Im a carbon based caveman
Honey just flesh and bone
I aint no clone
Im just flesh and bone
Trying to connect with you
I aint no clone
Im just flesh and bone
Trying to get my message through
Now we live in this age of computers
They run everything in the world
And Im a little behind on this technical climb
And you are an internet girl
Ive got words but no processor
Ive got feelings but I dont know dos
So I just have to go back to basics
To try to get my point across
Desperate for a glimpse of the future
We use crystals and cards and dice
And that y2k is coming our way
Theyre talking about some worldly strife
Its time to think of simpler options
Its time to formulate a big plan b
So if your hard drive does crash
Ive got some kruggerands stashed
Come on and sail away with me
I cant fax you my love
I cant email my heart
I cant see your face in cyberspace
I dont know where to start
Im light years behind
From the age they call stone
Im a carbon based caveman
Honey just flesh and bone
I aint no clone
Im just flesh and bone
Trying to connect with you
I aint no clone
Im just flesh and bone
Lets run away to timbuktu
(spoken) oh yeah baby come on run away
Dont worry I dont byte
I might nip a little bit
Here let me get that
song performed by by Jimmy Buffett
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Aint Got No/i Got Life
(1968) gerome ragni, james rado, gal mcdermot
Aint got no home, aint got no shoes
Aint got no money, aint got no class
Aint got no friends, aint got no schoolin
Aint got no wear, aint got no job
Aint got no man
Aint got no father, aint got no mother
Aint got no children, aint got no
Aint got no earth, aint got no water
Aint got no ticket, aint got no token
Aint got no love
I got my hair, I got my head
I got my brains, I got my ears
I got my eyes, I got my nose
I got my mouth, I got my smile
I got my tongue, I got my chin
I got my neck, I got my tits
I got my heart, I got my soul
I got my back, I got my sex
I got my arms, I got my hands
I got my fingers, got my legs
I got my feet, I got my toes
I got my liver, got my blood
Got life , I got my life
song performed by by Nina Simone
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There Aint Nothing Like A Song
(words & music by byers - johnston)
When you say thats it boy
Im finally beat
Youre goin ninety miles an hour
Down a dead end street
You dont want to fight no more
You think that you cant win
Come on boy take a real deep breath
Jump right in and
Hold your head up high
Oh you gotta be strong
Come on and sing, sing, sing
There aint nothing like a song
Now they may take away your job
Take your fancy car
They may repossess your clothes, take that fine guitar
They may take everything you own
Well thats just for today
As long as youve got a song in your heart
Tomorrows gonna be o.k.
Hold your head up high
Oh you gotta be strong
Come on and sing, sing, sing
There aint nothing like a song
All right
There aint nothing gonna stop you
Once youve set your mind
The only people gonna knock you
Are jealous of what they find
Just keep a smile right on your face
Dont let em get you down
When you wake up tomorrow
The world is spinnin round
Hold your head up high, hey, hey, hey
You gotta be strong, all right
Come on and sing, sing, sing
There aint nothing like a song
Well lovins all that I can give you
(baby thats enough)
You aint easy to satisfy
(baby I aint that tough)
Now hey little girl youre about the wildest
Thing Ive ever seen
(when Im with you baby Im a lovin machine)
Come on and kiss me honey
Oh you gotta be strong
Come on and sing, sing
There aint nothing like a song
Come on and sing, (sing) sing
(sing) sing, (sing) sing
There aint nothing like a song
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Kings Highway
Walkin down kings highway
With a brown paper bag in my hand
Nothin else but the clothes I got on
But I aint lookin back
I aint lookin back
Blame it on the midnight girl
And that wicked spell she cast
She pulled me in with them liquid eyes
Now I aint looking back
I aint looking back
Oh what a tangled web she weaves
I was losing my mind
Starin down the barrel of a gun
Its just a matter of time
Walkin down kings highway
Black cat crossin my path
I know thats her trying to make me stay
But, I aint looking back
I aint looking back
Kings highway
I got to travel that
Kings highway
song performed by by Kenny Wayne Shepherd
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I Aint Gonna Work On Maggies Farm No More
(bob dylan)
I aint gonna work on maggies farm no more
I aint gonna work on maggies farm no more
I wake up every morning
Hold my hands and pray for rain
Ive got a head full of ideas
Driving me insane
Its a shame the way she makes me scrub the floor
Well, I aint gonna work on maggies farm no more
Well, I aint gonna work for maggies brother no more
I aint gonna work for maggies brother no more
He hands you a nickel
He hands you a dime
He asks you and your friends
If youre having a good time
He blames you every time you slam the door
Well, I aint gonna work on maggies farm no more
Well, I aint gonna work for maggies pa no more
I aint gonna work for maggies pa no more
He stubs his cigarette out in your face just for kicks
His bedroom window is made out of bricks
And the national guard are standing at his door
Well, I aint gonna work on maggies farm no more
Well, I aint gonna work for maggies mother no more
I aint gonna work for maggies mother no more
She talks to all the servants about man and God and law
And everybody swears shes the brains behind pa
Shes sixty-eight, but claims shes twenty-four
Well, I aint gonna work on maggies farm no more
Well, I aint gonna work on maggies farm no more
I aint gonna work on maggies farm no more
I try so hard to be just who I am
But everybody wants you to be just like them
They say see, while youre playing I get bored ? ?
Well, I aint gonna work on maggies farm no more
I aint gonna work on maggies farm no more
I aint gonna work on maggies farm no more
I aint gonna work on maggies farm no more
I aint gonna work on maggies farm no more
song performed by by Waterboys
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The Meanest Girl In Town
(words & music by j. byers)
Shell tell you that she loves you, make you feel just like a kid
Shell cry to you and lie to you, shell do most anything
Shell get right up next to you and the first thing that you know
Youll be telling her youre sorry because she hurt you so
I said shes evil the most evil girl Ive found
There aint no doubt about it, shes the meanest girl in town
Shell invite you over to her house at half past nine
Youll wear a suit, youll wear a tie and youll give your shoes a shine
Youll take a real deep breath and knock on her front door
Her little sister will tell you she dont live here anymore
I said shes evil the most evil girl Ive found
There aint no doubt about it, shes the meanest girl in town
And there aint no doubt about it, shes the meanest girl in town
Shell put her arms around you and squeeze with all her might
Shell breathe a sigh and pucker her lips and pull your arms real tight
Your heart will pound like thunder, youll melt in her embrace
But when you go to kiss her well shell laugh right in your face
Because shes evil the most evil girl Ive found
There aint no doubt about it, shes the meanest girl in town
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Yer Blues
Recorded live at the varsity stadium, toronto, 13 september 1969
-yer blues, okay?
One, two, yeah... one, two, three...
Yes, Im lonely, wanna die;
Yes, Im lonely, wanna die.
If I aint dead already,
Hoo, girl, you know the reason why.
In the mornin, wanna die;
In the evenin, wanna die.
If I aint dead already,
Hoo, girl, you know the reason why.
My mother was of the sky,
My father was of the earth;
But I am of the universe,
And you know what its worth.
Im lonely, wanna die.
If I aint dead already,
Hoo, girl, you know the reason why.
The eagle picks my eye,
The worm he licks my bone;
I feel so suicidal,
Just like dylans mister jones.
Lonely, wanna die.
If I aint dead already,
Hoo, girl, you know the reason why.
Black cloud crossed my mind,
Blue mist round my soul,
Feel so suicidal,
Even hate my rock and roll.
Im lonely, wanna die, yeah!
If I aint dead already,
Hoo, girl, you know the reason why.
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Yer Blues
Recorded live at the varsity stadium, toronto, 13 september 1969
-yer blues, okay?
One, two, yeah... one, two, three...
Yes, Im lonely, wanna die;
Yes, Im lonely, wanna die.
If I aint dead already,
Hoo, girl, you know the reason why.
In the mornin, wanna die;
In the evenin, wanna die.
If I aint dead already,
Hoo, girl, you know the reason why.
My mother was of the sky,
My father was of the earth;
But I am of the universe,
And you know what its worth.
Im lonely, wanna die.
If I aint dead already,
Hoo, girl, you know the reason why.
The eagle picks my eye,
The worm he licks my bone;
I feel so suicidal,
Just like dylans mister jones.
Lonely, wanna die.
If I aint dead already,
Hoo, girl, you know the reason why.
Black cloud crossed my mind,
Blue mist round my soul,
Feel so suicidal,
Even hate my rock and roll.
Im lonely, wanna die, yeah!
If I aint dead already,
Hoo, girl, you know the reason why.
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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(What Did I Do To Be So) Black And Blue
Old empty bed
Springs all of lead
feel like old *ed
wished I was dead
What did I do
to be so black
and blue?
Even the mouse
ran from my house
They laugh at you
and scorn you too
What did I do
to be so black
and blue?
Im white,
Inside
But that dont help my case
Cause I cant hide
What is in my face
How will it end
Aint got a friend
My only sin
is in my skin
What did I do
to be so black
and blue?
How will it end
Aint got a friend
My only sin
Is in my skin
What did I do
To be so black and blue?
song performed by by Louis Armstrong
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Good Girl Gone Bad
It aint love, but it aint so bad
She aint nothin like you ever had
Face of a woman, hands of a child, yeah
Been a long time comin, now shes goin wild
Well I know she aint the girl next door
She aint the girl she was before
Shes a good girl gone bad, one kiss can drive me mad
Good girl - come on - show me the way
The girl cant help it, shes out of control
I gotta have her, shes so hot to hold, yeah
Shes gettin her way, but Im havin my fun
Steamin up the window with the radio on
She aint searchin, she knows the score, it aint love shes lookin for
But now shes gone too far, she found love in the back of my car
Shes a good girl gone bad, one kiss can drive me mad
Good girl - come on - show me the way
Shes a good girl gone bad, the best love I ever had
Good girl - come on - take me away, oh, take me away, take me away
She aint searchin, she knows the score, it aint love shes lookin for
But now shes gone too far, I know
Shes a good girl gone bad, one kiss can drive me mad
Good girl, come on, show me the way
Shes a good girl gone bad, the best love I ever had
Good girl, come on, take me away
song performed by by Kiss
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Evil Woman
You made a fool of me, but them broken dreams have got to end.
Hey woman, you got the blues, cos you aint got no one else to use.
Theres an open road that leads nowhere, so just make some miles
Between here and there.
Theres a hole in my head where the rain comes in,
You took my body and played to win,
Ha ha woman its a crying shame,
But you aint got no one else to blame.
Chorus
E-evil woman, e-evil woman, e-evil woman, evil woman
Rolled in from another town,
Hit some gold too hot to settle down,
But a fool and his money soon go separate ways,
And you found a fool lyin in a daze,
Ha ha woman what you gonna do,
You destroyed all the virtues that the lord gave you,
Its so good that youre feeling pain,
But you better get yourself on board the very next train.
Chorus:repeat
Evil woman how you done me wrong,
But now youre tryin to wail a different song,
Ha ha funny how you broke me up, you made the wine now you
Drink the cup,
I came runnin every time you cried,
Thought I saw love smilin in your eyes,
Ha ha very nice to know, that you aint got no place left to go.
Chorus:repeat
song performed by by Electric Light Orchestra
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Fortunate Son
Some folks are born made to wave the flag
Yeah, the red, white, and blue
When the band plays hail to the chief
Yeah, theyll point the cannon at you
It aint me, it aint me
Im no millionaires son
It aint me, it aint me
I aint no fortunate one
Some folks are born silver spoon in hand
Well, they help themselves, yeah
When the taxman comes to the door
House looks a like a rummage sale
It aint me, it aint me
I aint no millionaires son
It aint me, it aint me
I aint no fortunate one, no
Some folks inherit star spangled eyes
Yeah, when they send you down to war
Well, when you ask them how much you should give
Yeah, its always more, more, more
It aint me, it aint me
I aint no senators son
It aint me, it aint me
Im no fortunate one
It aint me, it aint me
I aint no military son
It aint me, it aint me
I aint no fortunate son
Take it away...
song performed by by U2
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