No Tricks (feat. Betty Wright)
No tricks
Up my sleeve
I kicked the downs
And now I'm clean
No shakes
Up my spine
I beat the speed and I
Dumped the wine
No tracks
That was yesterday
I changed my style
The way I play
(Don't you believe it)
No blues
No depression
No more panic
Or obsession
Don't you believe
Anything he said
All them junkies talk that way
It's just as bad as it was before
I see the man knockin' at his back door
... this kid's straight
And put on ice
The street corner deals at any price
Come on and check my veins
And check my eyes
No tracks
That was yesterday
I changed my style
The way I play
(Don't you believe it)
No blues
No depression
No more panic
Or obsession
Some tricks
Just go away
And other tricks
They're here to stay
(Oh don't you know me)
Sometimes my spirit's willin'
The flesh is weak and
That's what's killin'
Don't you believe
Anything he said
All them junkies talk that way
It's just as bad as it was before
I see the man knockin' at his back door
Hey now this kid's straight
Put on ice
The street corner deals at any price
Come on and check my veins
And check my eyes
I tried so hard
But I'm hurting for another fix
It's just this habit
I, I can always kick
What do you say there friend?
(Don't you call me..)
It's just a game
And I can beat it any day
No matter what this lovely lady say
Hey, wanna be my friend?
Some tricks
They go away
And other tricks
They're here to stay
(Oh don't you know me)
Sometimes my spirit's willin'
My flesh is weak and
That's what's killin'
Don't you believe
Anything he said
All them junkies talk that way
It's just as bad as it was before
I see the man knockin' at his back door
I said this kid's straight
And put on ice
The street corner deals at any price
Come on and check my veins
And check my eyes
song performed by by Alice Cooper
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Check My Machine
(Spoken) Sticks And Stones May Break My Bones
But Names Will Never Hurt Me
Check My Machine
Check Check Check Check Check My Machine
Check My Machine
Check Check Check Check Check My Machine
(Repeat) -
I Got A Woman A Long Time Ago
I Had Trouble
I Want You To See What You Can See
Check My Machine
Check Check Check Check Check My Machine
Check My Machine
Check Check Check Check Check My Machine
(Ad Lib)
I Want You To Check Check Check Check Check My Machine Check Check Check Check Check My
Machine
(Ad Lib)
Check Check Check Check Check My Machine
(Repeat)
song performed by by Paul McCartney
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So Good So Right
This one is special for all the ladies
You never know I was that type of man
So good so right so good so, so good so
right so good so
So good so right so good so, so good so
right so good so
Feel so good about something so right
Could it last another night
Feel so good about something so right
Could it last another night
Feel so good about something so right
Could it last another night
Feel so good about something so right
Could it last another night
But you keep on watching the time,
Wondering what's on my mind
So you say you can't stay too long, cause
You know what I'm all a...
What I'm all about, what I'm all about
I don't have to sing and shout, what I'm
All about
You know what I'm all about
Feel so good about something so right
Could it last another night
Feel so good about something so right
Could it last another night
Feel so good about something so right
Could it last another night
Feel so good about something so right
Could it last another night
Yes it's the truth it's the fact, I'm coming
To you straight from
The back in a mastering room style
Don't be shy, don't you lie, look into my
Eye
I'll tell you why, I'll teach you about
Feeling high
Feel so good about something so right
Could it last another night
Feel so good about something so right
Could it last another night
Feel so good about something so right
Could it last another night
Feel so good about something so right
Could it last another night
Never before have you seen this, so I say
This feeling sink within my head, oh yea,
Oh yea
Never before have you believe it, so I mean
What I say
You just got to be yourself
Feel so good about something so right
Could it last another night
Yea, feel so good about something so
Right could it last another night
A feel so good about something so right
A feel so good about something so right
Could it last another night
So good so right so good so, so good so
Right so good so
So good so right so good s, so good so
Right so good so
Yes it is the strife of my life, to explain
What's in my brain
If you believe what I say, baby, baby
A check in, check in, check check, check in
Check in
Check in, check in, check in, a check in,
Check in, check into my hotel
A feel so good about something so right
Could it last another night
A feel so good about something so right
Could it last another night
So good, so right, so good, so right, so
Good, so right
So right, I feel so good could it last
Another night
A feel so right could it last another
Night
A feel so good something so right, so
Good
Lord, I said I feel so right
A feel so good, oh could it last another
Night
A feel so right, oh could it last another
Night
A feel so good oh could it last another
Night
A feel so right oh could it last another
Night
So good, o right, so good, so right, so
Good, so good, so right
song performed by by Ziggy Marley
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Back In The Uk
Welcome posse!!!
Were kickin up!
Once again, we have the plan,
Driving you wild, as good as we can!
Dont stop us now, were gonna make you move,
Raving outside to the passionate groove...
So I wanna check the microphone, I wanna check the microphone, I wanna check! I wanna check!
The rick, the ferris, and mc h.p... scooter! back in the uk!
Yesss!!!
Come on!!!
Somewhere in england, banging the bass!
Join our trip, to this weird place!
Back to nature, where we can be...faster and harder, louder and free!
So I wanna check the microphone, I wanna check the microphone, I wanna check! I wanna check!
The rick, the ferris, and mc h.p...scooter! back in the uk!
Bass!!!
We started in 1994!
In 1996, were still on the case!
Hold tight crew!!!
Together...no one can stop us now!!!
So I wanna check the microphone, I wanna check the microphone, I wanna check! I wanna check!
The birds, the trees, the clouds, the sea ...the rick, the ferris, and mc h.p!!
song performed by by Scooter
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Back In Ireland (Long Version)
This is a journey into the past, the present, and the future
Now close your eyes and join the trip
It's 6am in the morning, and we find ourselves somewhere in Ireland
Welcome Posse!
We're kickin' up!
Once again we have the plan
Driving you wild as good as we can
Won't stop us now, we're gonna make you move
Raving outside to the passionate groove
So I wanna check the microphone, I wanna check the microphone
I wanna check, I wanna check
The Rick, the Ferris, and MC H.P. Scooter!
Back in Ireland
Yes!
C'mon!
Somewhere is Ireland, banging the bass
Join our trip to this weird place
Back to nature, where we can be
Faster and harder, loud and free
I wanna check the microphone, I wanna check the microphone
I wanna check, I wanna check
The Rick, the Ferris, and MC H.P. Scooter!
Back in the Ireland
Bass!
We Started in 1994! In 1996, we're still on the case
Hold tight crew! Together, no-one can stop us now!
So I wanna check the microphone, I wanna check the microphone
I wanna check, I wanna check
The bird, the tree, the cow, the seas,
The Rick, the Ferris and MC H.P. !
song performed by by Scooter
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Check Your Man
this is a man's world!!.........
this is a man's world!!.........
I don't know if I'm the one that you should step to you right now
Lets all come in he came up to me and wanted to know my name
Slowly he proceeded to pick a lil game to me
Cuz when you came up in my face but now it's time to check your place
yeaaaah... (he doesn't really care for you he's all for me)
Why can't you see it aint me
You better get it right im not trying to fight
But if I have to I will yeah I think I might...
(if you wanna know if i can make a fool of you)
baby girl walk around like she has no clue
you talking to the wrong one about this mess
so why do i even bother when i couldn't care less
tell me why your man keep stalking me
call me on the phone, keeps paging me
you know he doing wrong why you talk to me
and thats your man CHECK your man (this is a man's world!!!...)
I heard about this things that he do to you
You up in my face what u wanna do?
We can take it there if you want me to
and that's your man CHECK your man
If he's your man
then why the hell are u walking up on me
Just check him up cause i'm a lady not a girl who booties with your call
Still i'm trying hard now to keep my santity
But see im not about to sad about over some silly situation that's long gone on me
(Ya better get out of my face before I make a scene)
See the trick is on you
You better get it right im not trying to fight
But if I have to I will yeah I think I might...
(if you wanna know if i can make a fool of you)
baby girl walk around like she has no clue
you talking to the wrong one about this mess
so why even bother when i couldn't care less
tell me why your man keep stalking me
call me on the phone, keeps paging me
you know he doing wrong why you talk to me
and thats your man CHECK your man (this is a man's world!!!...)
I heard about this things that he do to you
You up in my face what u wanna do?
We can take it there if you want me to
and that's your man CHECK your man (this is a man's world!!!...)
Im all the time so crazy games
theres no need for you to try to run on meeeeee
(Mystikal part)
tell me why your man keep stalking me
call me on the phone, keeps paging me
you know he doing wrong why you talk to me
and thats your man CHECK your man (this is a man's world!!!...)
I heard about this things that he do to you
You up in my face what u wanna do?
We can take it there if you want me to
and that's your man CHECK your man (this is a man's world!!!...)
Check your man (Check your man)
Check your man (Check your man)
song performed by by Nivea
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Disengaged Warriors
Wearing darkness
With an empty smile
Conformed crowd
Safety in numbers
Gleefully mount
Their moral towers
Fruitless, lipservice
Scatters words
Wise in their own eyes
Deaf-blind to others
Campaign addicts
House – check
Green wellies - check
Holidays – check
Sat-Nav – Check
Cause for the day is…
Dib, dib, dib…O yes!
Badge, wristband – check
Like yes… really…ok….
Car – check
Causes – check
Opinion – unchecked.
Tirelessly they bore to death
Disengaged warriors for change
Pour lipservice onto wounds
Change for you, change for me,
No change for them – change – check.
Brown rice brigade - check
Disengaged – check!
poem by Adrian Wait
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Bulletproof
Check check one two on the boom shot
Here's the one on the gun in the street spot
Little boyz in the hood far from L A.
Got the heat on the street
Now they're ready to play
Got the look of a crook
Now they got the prop
Gassed up head full of lead
Might even drop a cop
Or not
song performed by by Dog Eat Dog from Play Games
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Mutual Head Club
Well it's getting colder and you're getting distant
and I just keep thinkin
that I never meant it to be like this (to be like this)
You know what comes next (so do I)
Youre begging for a way to gracefully bow out
and say goodnight
It's worse than you think
On your way home, you should have known
you never listen to me
Im only complaining to keep myself busy, sweetie
Im only complaining to keep myself busy, sweetie
I cant say I blame you
but I wish that I could
Im sick of writing every song about you
So keep me updated, call back in a week, to check up on me
So keep me updated, call back in a week, to check up on me
So keep me updated, call back in a week, to check up on me
So keep me updated, call back in a week, to check up on me
So keep me updated, call back in a week, to check up on me
So keep me updated, call back in a week, to check up on me
song performed by by Taking Back Sunday
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The Corner Of My Eye
Out of the corner of my eye
I cannot see full vision.
So sometimes my eyes play tricks on me
And I blink to get precision.
The windows of the world, these eyes of mine
Sometimes don't like what they see.
Then, out of the corner of my eye there'll be
a vision that's so lovely.
All I can do is stop and stare
and hope that it will stay,
Never fading into the background,
Never to go away.
Yes visions like these that beautify
can almost make me cry.
And I wish I could make them remain
at least in the corner of my eye.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Dont Go Knocking On My Door
Dont go knock on my door
Dont go knock on my door
Time is up
No more cheat n lie
No more tears to dry
You and i, were like so bye-bye
Finally
I am over you
Totally unblue
And I can hear myself saying
I am better off without you
Stronger than ever and i
Im tellin you now
Chorus:
Dont go knockin on my door
Gotta stay away for sure
You say you miss me like crazy now
But I aint buyin that
You better get off my back
Dont go knockin on my door
I can see
Its no mystery
Its so clear to me
What we had is all history
Its ok
I can sleep at night
It will be alright
I can hear myself saying
I am better off without you stronger than ever and i
Im tellin you now
Repeat chorus
Dont go knockin on my door
Dont go knockin on my door
Dont go knockin on my door
Do what you want
As long as you dont come back
Dont go knockin on my door
Gotta stay away for sure
And now I aint buyin that
You better get off my back
Repeat chorus
song performed by by Britney Spears
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Transformers
Microphone check one two uh
And you dont stop
Microphone check one two uh
And ya dont quit
Microphone check one two one two
Let me clear my throat so I can do what I gotta do
Its expresso, mandle that Im stacked
Niggaz, tryin to corner the market but Im back
Bang to the boogie, and boogie to the bang
Its g-funk for life sewing up everything
Little locs, pay attention
Do I or should I have to mention
44 ways where the grass is greener
From og to bg is a misdemeanor
St. marys hospital, 10:20 am
On the street called atlantic is where I began
Ola may, uh, thats my lady, she made me
On a street under the bridge called hill, thats where she raised me
(chorus 4x)
Transformers, busters in disguise
I say chitty chitty bang bang
Brothers wanna gang bang
Tryin to represent but dont know about the gang thang
21st where it all begun
Begun us on the corner with the homies havin fun
I was a youngsta, peepin from the other corner
Seeing sets in the air with big arms now I wanna
Be like them, and act like them
And stack like them and try to mack like them
Shit, its hard being warren g from the lb
And like the gs before, you know me
So Im a stay down, for the eastside
Not like you busters, transformers in disguise
Chorus
One to twenty-one, and you know I aint gonna stall
I gotta give it up with the homie roll call
Og cry baby, and the homie big roc
Mooch on the side with the stockin can ride
Big sugar mama, flee bag and
Lady roe guard and marathon they og see
Salt lake crew got little shorty charlotte,
But back to louis with t-bone is where I started,
Livin in the back in a little pink shack
If you know like I know then bounce to this track
Cerritos bounce to this
21st bounce to this
I said lewis bounce to this
Salt lake bounce to this
Under the bridge bounce to this
Elm st. bounce to this
710 bounce to this
P-a-cs bounce to this
Mlk bounce to this
Locc st. bounce to this
1-9 bounce to this
20th bounce to this
Lemon bounce to this
(fades)
song performed by by Warren G
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Transformers
Microphone check one two uh
And you dont stop
Microphone check one two uh
And ya dont quit
Microphone check one two one two
Let me clear my throat so I can do what I gotta do
Its expresso, mandle that Im stacked
Niggaz, tryin to corner the market but Im back
Bang to the boogie, and boogie to the bang
Its g-funk for life sewing up everything
Little locs, pay attention
Do I or should I have to mention
44 ways where the grass is greener
From og to bg is a misdemeanor
St. marys hospital, 10:20 am
On the street called atlantic is where I began
Ola may, uh, thats my lady, she made me
On a street under the bridge called hill, thats where she raised me
(chorus 4x)
Transformers, busters in disguise
I say chitty chitty bang bang
Brothers wanna gang bang
Tryin to represent but dont know about the gang thang
21st where it all begun
Begun us on the corner with the homies havin fun
I was a youngsta, peepin from the other corner
Seeing sets in the air with big arms now I wanna
Be like them, and act like them
And stack like them and try to mack like them
Shit, its hard being warren g from the lb
And like the gs before, you know me
So Im a stay down, for the eastside
Not like you busters, transformers in disguise
Chorus
One to twenty-one, and you know I aint gonna stall
I gotta give it up with the homie roll call
Og cry baby, and the homie big roc
Mooch on the side with the stockin can ride
Big sugar mama, flee bag and
Lady roe guard and marathon they og see
Salt lake crew got little shorty charlotte,
But back to louis with t-bone is where I started,
Livin in the back in a little pink shack
If you know like I know then bounce to this track
Cerritos bounce to this
21st bounce to this
I said lewis bounce to this
Salt lake bounce to this
Under the bridge bounce to this
Elm st. bounce to this
710 bounce to this
P-a-cs bounce to this
Mlk bounce to this
Locc st. bounce to this
1-9 bounce to this
20th bounce to this
Lemon bounce to this
(fades)
song performed by by Warren G
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Checkin' My Style
[kool keith]
Yeah you don't have to play this on a tuesday night
But check this out, this is sunday morning in church
With the brother, the godfather
Open up the testaments, and let us read this
This ain't no flintstone and no bedrock type stuff
Check it out
(time to flip the scriptures!)
Checkin my style, return to zero (4x)
Well i keep a style in tomes, on my job and microphone
Mik-make my flows, show a rapper what i give them
Don't flex funky yo, kick it honey step back
Watch when i come, you scratch that kitty-kat on top of that
Rappers know i'm x, slow down, watch me get stupid open
Dance for the ladies, i strip in chippendale's
Funky hypo, or technical, lyrics make computer
With a brain that spins like kid capri, 33
Drop a 45 down just like the first record rotate
My style, my rhyme, my game is droppin doo doo lyrics
Make a brother say, "keith is out? damn, i wanna hear it"
Buy a copy tomorrow, kick his old tape
Take it back two times to smack his girl, let him go
Tell his uncle brother aunt and cousin belle (ding-dong!)
As i rock so well, spankin tail, check the beats
My style is so early, you couldn't catch it on bobbito
As i flaunt and i stretch just like a rubber band, poppin
Stoppin every rapper like a trooper on a turnpike
I'm long and strong and just like the lincoln tunnel
'father, big up, check it out
Back back, i switch switch, i check check, i know that
Bored as i kick up, you proud of me you know it's me
I got more muscle to flex to show than jodeci
Take off them panties, i turn boyz ii men
Checkin my style, return to zero (4x)
Yeah! we want all them rappers out there
To check they styles and come back and return to zero
(yeah, what you need?)
I don't need, bootsy collins
I don't need, central ?
I don't need, roger troutman
I don't need, zapp
I don't need, junior
I don't need, chic
I don't need, sister sledge
I don't need, pop
I don't need, bohannon
I don't need, led zeppelin
I don't need, anthrax
I just need what i need!
song performed by by Ultramagnetic Mc's
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Knockin On Heavens Door
I remember playin my guitar in the projects
Playin in the pjs
A product of the environment
Pour some liquor for those who passed away
I told my mom ima get up out of da hood
Mama
My dad taught me the american dream, baby
You can be anything that you wanna be
If I did it yall could do it
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Mama, take these guns away from here
Mama, I cant shoot them anymore
Cease fire
I feel a dark cloud coming over
So poor, so dark
It feels like Im knockin on the heavens door
To biggie smalls and tupac
Knock, knock, knockin on the heavens door
Hip hop
To freaky ty and big heavy
Lost boy
Knock, knock, knockin on the heavens door
Yeah
And to the princess aaliyah
Were knock, knock, knockin on the heavens door
To my brother big pun
Terror squad
Were knock, knock, knockin on the heavens door
Oh lord, oh lord
Would someone take these guns away from here
Take these guns from the street, lord
I cant shoot my brothers anymore
I seen a thug cry
I feel a dark cloud coming over me
Over me
It feels like
It feels like Im knockin on the heavens door
So sing along street children
Were knock, knock, knockin on the heavens door
And to my daddy that passed away
Rest in peace
Knock, knock, knockin on the heavens door
To the god, fred jordan, were
And put the fugees on
Knock, knock, knockin on the heavens door
To my people doin time
Were
Locked up
Knock, knock, knockin on the heavens door
Crypts and bloods, latin peace
Please just chill wit the violence
Though even though I know that the bad boy move in silence
Im asking yall please chill wit the violence
Said even though I know that the gangsters move in silence
Whoa
Were knock, knock, knockin on the heavens door
To my people in the twin tower
Were knock, knock, knockin on the heavens door
And to my soldiers in the pentagon
Were knock, knock, knockin on the heavens door
New york
New york
New york
New york
New york
Mama
To my people in the streets
Im talkin to you now
Please put down your heat
Oh lord
To my brothers thats on the corner
Oh god
Ay get out quick or you too will be knockin on heavens door
song performed by by Wyclef Jean
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Knockin On Heavens Door
I remember playin my guitar in the projects
Playin in the pjs
A product of the environment
Pour some liquor for those who passed away
I told my mom ima get up out of da hood
Mama
My dad taught me the american dream, baby
You can be anything that you wanna be
If I did it yall could do it
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Mama, take these guns away from here
Mama, I cant shoot them anymore
Cease fire
I feel a dark cloud coming over
So poor, so dark
It feels like Im knockin on the heavens door
To biggie smalls and tupac
Knock, knock, knockin on the heavens door
Hip hop
To freaky ty and big heavy
Lost boy
Knock, knock, knockin on the heavens door
Yeah
And to the princess aaliyah
Were knock, knock, knockin on the heavens door
To my brother big pun
Terror squad
Were knock, knock, knockin on the heavens door
Oh lord, oh lord
Would someone take these guns away from here
Take these guns from the street, lord
I cant shoot my brothers anymore
I seen a thug cry
I feel a dark cloud coming over me
Over me
It feels like
It feels like Im knockin on the heavens door
So sing along street children
Were knock, knock, knockin on the heavens door
And to my daddy that passed away
Rest in peace
Knock, knock, knockin on the heavens door
To the god, fred jordan, were
And put the fugees on
Knock, knock, knockin on the heavens door
To my people doin time
Were
Locked up
Knock, knock, knockin on the heavens door
Crypts and bloods, latin peace
Please just chill wit the violence
Though even though I know that the bad boy move in silence
Im asking yall please chill wit the violence
Said even though I know that the gangsters move in silence
Whoa
Were knock, knock, knockin on the heavens door
To my people in the twin tower
Were knock, knock, knockin on the heavens door
And to my soldiers in the pentagon
Were knock, knock, knockin on the heavens door
New york
New york
New york
New york
New york
Mama
To my people in the streets
Im talkin to you now
Please put down your heat
Oh lord
To my brothers thats on the corner
Oh god
Ay get out quick or you too will be knockin on heavens door
song performed by by Wyclef Jean
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Check It Out
Million young poets
Screamin?out their words
To a world full of people
Just livin?to be heard
Future generations
Ridinon the highways that we built
I hope, that they have better understanding
Check it out
Goin to work on monday
Check it out
Got yourself a family
Check it out
All utility bills have been paid
You cant tell your best buddy
That you love him
So check it out
Where does our time go
Check it out
Got a brand new house in escrow
Check it out
Sleepin?with your back
To your loved one
This is all, we have learned
About happiness
Check it out,
Forgot to say hello to my neighbours
Check it out
Sometimes i question my own behavior
Check it out
Talkin?about the girls, weve
Seen on the sly
Just to tell our souls
Were still the young lions
So check it out
Gettin?too drunk on saturdays
Check it out
Playin?football with the kids
On sundays
Check it out
Soaring with the eagles all week long
And this is all, we have learned
About living
This is all, we have learned
About living
A million young poets
Screamin?out their words
Maybe someday
Those words will be heard
By future generations
Ridin?on the highways that we built
Maybe theyll have a better understanding
Check it out
Maybe theyll have a better understanding
Check it out
Maybe theyll have a better understanding
Check it out
Maybe theyll have a better understanding
Check it out
Hope theyll have a better understanding
Check it out ...
song performed by by John Mellencamp
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Black Capricon Day
Hey hey
Hey hey
Let the rain come down on me
Hey, hey, hey, hey
I see people and theyre craving blood
And Im so rarely understood
Well I dont know what they want from me,
Its gonna take sometime just to let them see
Im going through a black, hey capricorn day
And though it doesnt seem so
Im going through a black hey capricorn day
Though you want to check me out
Im not the man to play, play, play, play.
Hey hey
Dont you see Im not the man to play
Hey hey
No way you can play with me today
Hey hey
Just let me sing it to my capricorn day
Hey hey
My heart is a pure sun and the sky is black
And I can feel cold steel when I turn my back
It stings like needles, with a jagged tongue
You know this scream reminds me
Of when I was so young
I never had any of those
Black hey capricorn days
Though it doesnt seem so
Ive got to get this way
Im going through a black hey capricorn day
And though you want to check me out
Im not the man to play, play, play, play
Its just to black for me
Its just too black
Im stuck on the highway
Leading straight to hell
Like any other drifter with a soul to sell
You know Im dealing with the devil
In everyone I meet
And their faces tell a story,
That life aint so sweet
Im going through a black, hey capricorn day
And though it doesnt seem so
Im going through a black hey capricorn day
Though you want to check me out
Im not the man to play, play, play, play.
Hey hey
song performed by by Jamiroquai
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Back On The Street
They tell me Ive paid back the debt I owed
Forty-four months since the slammer door closed
They give me a suit and put me back on the road
And my thoughts are racing
Where do I go? what am I supposed to live on?
What happens when the twenty-five dollars is gone?
That leaves me lots of time to wonder why I was born
But the countdown is on
Everybodys dancing
The music sounds entrancing
But you cant find the beat
Its the ticking of a thousand human time bombs
Who are back on the street
Oh the names have been changed
But the storys the same
History will repeat
Add it all up and then divide it by zero
cause youre back on the street
I cant stand the strain of this job no more
I must have forgot what I took it on for
I make lots of money, yet still I want more
And my head is blazing
I think that Ill check out the shops downtown
Sometimes it helps to buy things when I feel brought down
At this hour I might dodge those hippie low-lifes around
But the countdown is on
Once you had to stand out
Looking for a handout
Free love and body heat
And that moneys just a crumpled green ball in your pocket
When youre back on the street
Back on the street again
Said youre back on the street again
The countdown is on
And nobody knows when
Spreading like a cancer
Looking for the answer
In everyone you meet
And each in his way has a hustle to play
When hes back on the street
song performed by by Utopia
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Check It
Something isnt right
I get the feeling Im not driving
Something hasnt quite
Taken over but its trying
Check it, check it
The question now is time
The hours pass so slowly
I know were moving out of line
But thats the risk youre taking with me
I flicker like an old film - black white
Im losing track of whats real - I know
My sense of timings not quite - ok
Maybe Ill stay tonight - so so
Fadeout, as in lose
My character is shrapnel
Broken by the views
Of men who claim to know all
(there is to know)
Something isnt right
I get the feeling I am no-one
Something hasnt quite
Stopped me from being someone
Nothing in the mirror - check it
No photo by my bedside - check it
My self control is missing - check it
Ill leave with your permission - check it
song performed by by Gary Numan
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Knockin On Heavens Door
Mama take this badge off of me
I cant use it any more
Its gettin dark, too dark to see
I feel like Im knockin on heavens door
Knock, knock, knockin on heavens door
Knock, knock, knockin on heavens door
Knock, knock, knockin on heavens door
Knock, knock, knockin on heavens door
Mama, wipe the blood from my face
Im sick and tired of the war
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I feel like Im knockin on heaves door
Knock, knock, knockin on heavens door
Knock, knock, knockin on heavens door
Knock, knock, knockin on heavens door
Knock, knock, knockin on heavens door
Knock, knock, knockin on heavens door
Knock, knock, knockin on heavens door
Knock, knock, knockin on heavens door
Knock, knock, knockin on heavens door
Knock, knock, knockin on heavens door
Knock, knock, knockin on heavens door
Knock, knock, knockin on heavens door
Knock, knock, knockin on heavens door
Knock, knock, knockin on heavens door
Knock, knock, knockin on heavens door
Knock, knock, knockin on heavens door
Knock, knock, knockin on heavens door
song performed by by George Harrison
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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