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Fruit That Ate Itself

Take a drive in the wrong hand lane
Got bad breath talking bout fresh rain
My hand my hand gonna shake the same
Are you gonna be your own goddamn best friend
Well we taught the fruit how to eat itself
It was hanging out alone all on the shelf
How do I land
Cause I dont understand
Walk across the country shaking many hands
And youre buying the product,
But you didnt get that cos you already got it
And you do not understand
Take a drive...
Black hole talking bout nothing
You cant get the chicken or the stuffing
Going round and you think your tuff
When you cant kick ass
Take a ride on a downtown train
Wake-up so you can get drunk again well
Take a drive in the wrong hand lane
Got bad breath talking bout fresh rain
We taught the mirror how to admire itself
Are you gonna get sick worrying bout your health
Where do I land
I dont understand

song performed by by Modest Mouse
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The Fruit That Ate Itself

Take a drive in the wrong hand lane
Got bad breath talking bout fresh rain
my hand my hand gonna shake the same
are you gonna be your own goddamn best friend
well we taught the fruit how to eat itself
it was hanging out alone all on the shelf
how do I land
cause I don't understand
walk across the country shaking many hands
and you're buying the product,
but you didn't get that cos you already got it
and you do not understand
take a drive...
black hole talking bout nothing
you cant get the chicken or the stuffing
going round and you think your tuff
when you cant kick ass
take a ride on a downtown train
wake-up so you can get drunk again well
take a drive in the wrong hand lane
got bad breath talking bout fresh rain
we taught the mirror how to admire itself
are you gonna get sick worrying bout your health
where do I land
I don't understand

song performed by by Modest Mouse
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Talking 'Bout Yo Momma

1, 2, 3, 4. talking 'bout your mom... talking 'bout your mom... talking 'bout your mom... talking 'bout your mom... she's a whore bitch, gutter slut. likes to shove me up her butt. drives a pickle, wearing combat boots. while farting, she'll pick me up and give me a ride and drop me in front of the show. oh no, talking 'bout your mom... talking 'bout your mom... talking 'bout your mom... talking 'bout your mom...

song performed by by NOFX
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The Rhythm (feat. Ice-T, Donald D & Diva)

The rythm is both the songs manicle and it's demonic charge charge
The rythm
The rythm
The rythm
The rythm
The rythm
The rythm
The rythm
The rythm
The rythm
The rythm
The rythm
The rythm
The rythm
The rythm
The rythm
The rythm
The rythm
The rythm
The rythm
The rythm
I'm Everlast born to be a caucassion but it makes no difference what persuasion you are
As long as you know how to get up on the floor and start workin' a sweat
To a musical measure that makes you move as soon as the needle drops into the groove
So get up and dance to the gift I'm giving, forget about your troubles get into the rhythm
Talking 'bout the rhythm (all we need is rhythm)
Talking 'bout the rhythm (all we need is rhythm)
Talking 'bout the rhythm (all we need is rhythm)
Talking 'bout the rhythm (all we need is rhythm)
Talking 'bout the rhythm (all we need is rhythm)
Talking 'bout the rhythm (all we need is rhythm)
Talking 'bout the rhythm (all we need is rhythm)
Talking 'bout the rhythm (all we need is rhythm)
Talking 'bout the rhythm (all we need is rhythm)
Talking 'bout the rhythm (all we need is rhythm)
Yo, yo, you know what the world needs...we need peace, rhythm
The rythm
The rythm
The rythm
The rythm
The rythm
The rythm
The rythm
The rythm
The rythm
The rythm
You linger for the rap singer, when Donald D brings the party to the deal my presence is felt world wide
You don't dance to this it's suicide
Put your hands into the air on, the M.C. cop, the girlies are pipen' hot
Natorious Lama is how I'm livin' don't step to me step to the rhythm
(Talking 'bout) the rhythm
(Talking 'bout) the rhythm
(Talking 'bout) the rhythm
(Talking 'bout) the rhythm
(Talking 'bout) the rhythm
(Talking 'bout) the rhythm
(Talking 'bout) the rhythm
(Talking 'bout) the rhythm
(Talking 'bout) the rhythm
(Talking 'bout) the rhythm
You make me feel so good
Like I said before the world needs a lot more rhythm
Talking 'bout the rhythm
Talking 'bout the rhythm
Talking 'bout the rhythm
Talking 'bout the rhythm
Talking 'bout the rhythm
Listen to the tracks that rolls, watch the mic as it glows
The lethal weapon got you trapped in this dance mode
Ice-T's throwin' words at you like dodge ball y'all
You gotta move get hit, if you get hit, you fall, no jokin', no boastin' and no bragging
Grip the mic like a .44 magnum, dust you off if you suck 'cause I ain't
You want me to write soft rhyme's, sorry, I write the rhythm
(Talking 'bout) the rhythm
(Talking 'bout) the rhythm
(Talking 'bout) the rhythm
(Talking 'bout) the rhythm
(Talking 'bout) the rhythm
(Talking 'bout) the rhythm
(Talking 'bout) the rhythm
(Talking 'bout) the rhythm
(Talking 'bout) the rhythm
(Talking 'bout) the rhythm
We need rhythm for the world to have peace and unity, we must first have rhythm

song performed by by Everlast
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Straight For The Heart

(coverdale/sykes)
Im coming round to see you,
Kicking down your door
Ive got to tell you girl
I really cant take no more
cos Ive been hearing about you
Everybody says youre front page news
Laying it down, all around the town
Giving all the boys the blues
Stand and deliver in the name of love,
Im coming after you,
Ill tell you want Im gonna do
Im going straight for the heart,
Gonna drive you crazy
Going straight for the heart
Im gonna drive you insane
I never loved a woman
The way that I love you
I cant escape the feeling,
You dont know what youre putting me through
So stand and deliver in the name of love
My heart is in your hand,
So try to understand
Straight for the heart
Im going straight for the heart,
Gonna drive you crazy
Going straight for the heart
Im gonna drive you insane
You got the love I dream of
The kind that cost so much,
Just cover me with kisses, baby
Surrender to my touch
Stand and deliver in the name of love
My heart is in your hand,
So try to understand
Im coming after you,
Ill tell you what Im gonna do
Im going straight for the heart
Gonna drive you crazy
Going straight for the heart
Im gonna drive you insane
Straight for the heart,
Gonna drive you crazy
Going straight for the heart,
Im gonna drive you insane
Straight for the heart...

song performed by by Whitesnake
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Another First Kiss

Im asleep but shes talking to me
Shes walking round wearing all of my clothes
As she runs out of things to say
And grabs my coat to walk away
How bout another first kiss, she said
How bout another first kiss, I said
I want another first kiss like this
How bout another first kiss
Other people were too sentimental
Always worrying about their hair
Got tired of wasting all my time
Now Im not worrying at all
How bout another first kiss, she said
How bout another first kiss, I said
I want another first kiss like this
How bout another first kiss
You could tell me we belong together
And I could tell you, you belong with me
But weve run out of things to say
And well be happy anyway, so
How bout another first kiss, she said
How bout another first kiss, I said
I want another first kiss like this
How bout another first kiss
How bout another first kiss, she said
How bout another first kiss, I said
I want another first kiss like this
How bout another first kiss

song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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First Kiss

Im asleep but shes talking to me
Shes walking round wearing all of my clothes
As she runs out of things to say
And grabs my coat to walk away
How bout another first kiss, she said
How bout another first kiss, I said
I want another first kiss like this
How bout another first kiss
Other people were too sentimental
Always worrying about their hair
Got tired of wasting all my time
Now Im not worrying at all
How bout another first kiss, she said
How bout another first kiss, I said
I want another first kiss like this
How bout another first kiss
You could tell me we belong together
And I could tell you belong with me
But weve run out of things to say
And well be happy anyway
So....
How bout another first kiss she said
How bout another first kiss, I said
I want another first kiss like this
How bout another first kiss
How bout another first kiss she said
How bout another first kiss, I said
I want another first kiss like this
How bout another first kiss

song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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That's What I'm Talking About

Turn on the radio, turn on my T.V
They're talking bout war They're talking bout peace
Talking bout you talking bout me
The way we ought to act the way we ought to be
They talk about stars and the latest syles
They don't talk about much that seem worthwile Meanwhile..
(Chorus:)
Me and my baby slip under the covers
Get away from the world and whatever other stuff is
Going on and start to working on
A little heart to heart mouth to mouth
Thats what I'm talking about
All of our neighbors and most of our friends
They talk about Tiger who's out and who's in
American Idol and who's gonna win
They talk about politics with their own little spin
Let'em have their opinions, let'em speak their minds
Let'em talk about the weather cause come rain or shine
(Chorus)

song performed by by John Michael Montgomery
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Who Were You Thinkin bout?

Who were you thinkin bout
Who were you thinkin about
Who were you thinkin bout
Were you thinkin bout me, baby
The first time she touched you hand ?
Were you thinkin bout me, baby
Did you forget you were my man
Were you thinking of me when you removed your ring ?
Or did you just think I would not think anything ?
Who were you thinkin about? who were you thinkin about?
Who were you thinkin bout? who were you thinkin about?
Who were you thinkin bout? who were you thinkin about?
Were you thinkin bout me, baby ?
Each time you kissed her lips ?
Were you thinkin bout me, baby ?
When your hands were on her hips?
Were you thinkin bout me did she do it like I do ?
Did you ever think of anyone but you now ?
Who were you thinkin bout? who were you thinkin about?
Who were you thinkin bout? who were you thinkin about?
Who were you thinkin bout? who were you thinkin about?
Were you thinking I would understand ?
And that I was a fool, and that I would never suspect
You were doing wrong ?
And tell me did you feel bad ? did it feel good ?
Did it feel like you thought it would ?
And I would never know ?
What you were thinking ?
Sure werent thinkin bout me
You were thinkin bout her, baby
You were thinkin bout you, baby
You werent thinkin bout me
Who were you thinkin bout? who were you thinkin about?
Who were you thinkin bout? who were you thinkin about?
Who were you thinkin bout? who were you thinkin about?
Sure werent thinkin bout me
Sure werent thinkin bout me
Who were you thinkin bout?
Sure werent thinkin bout me
Yeah, sure werent thinkin bout me
Im sure not thinkin bout you

song performed by by Vanessa Williams
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Dat's What I'm Talking About (feat. R. Kelly)

song performed by by Missy Elliott
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One Man Parade

Do believe Im gonna clap my hands
Think I might tap my feet
Put together a one man band
Take a walk on down the street
Have a one man parade
Nobody needs to know
cause Im right good of holding on to secrets
And dont believe they show
All I want is a little dog
To be walking at my right hand
Taking a breeze just as free as you please
Maybe checking out occasional garbage cans
Talking bout a one dog, yall
Nobodys friend but mine
Hey now, you can say hes looking kind of funky
But I do believe it suits me just fine
We were off road again
A was wondering what to do
Ah, but honalei,
It was pouring down rain
Baby she had the low down blues
Hey now, I was looking for my walking cane
Tying on my highway shoes
Thinking bout a one man parade, yall
Nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody
Im right good at holding on, holding on, holding on
Honalei, its raining
Honalei, (sure nuf) its raining (listen here)
Honalei (its rainin)
Honalei (muddy waters)
Talking bout a one man parade, yall
Nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody
Im right good at holding on, holding on, holding on
La, la, la

song performed by by James Taylor
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Overnight Angels

(ian hunter)
In the heat of the indian summer
Out along the appalachian way
You can hear the sound of the overnight angels
As they pray
Charged by the light of some mariners lantern
Spitting out a cold but triangular spray
Cant you hear the screams of the overnight angels
As they play
Talking to the spirits through a silver curtain
Reaching out beyond the length of the light
You can catch a glimpse of an overnight angel
As he shines
Dancing through the toys of the dead and the living
Laughing at the poets changing their rhymes
Cant you feel the pulse of the overnight angels
Beating time
Can you hear us can you hear us
Were talking bout the overnight angels
Can you hear us can you hear us
Were talking bout the overnight angels angels angels
Children of the junkies led the revolution
Push yourselves over get yourselves there
Someone throw their arms round the overnight angels
Cause they care
Angels dont need no phony religion
Throw them out along with the ethnic nowheres
They will never speak to the overnight angels
They can only stare
Can you hear us can you hear us
Were talking bout the overnight angels
Can you hear us can you hear us
Were talking bout the overnight angels angels angels angels
Can you hear us can you hear us
Were talking bout the overnight angels
Can you hear us can you hear us
Were talking bout the overnight angels angels angels angels
Can you hear us can you hear us
Were talking bout the overnight angels
Can you hear us can you hear us
Were talking bout the overnight angels angels angels angels
Can you hear us can you hear us
Were talking bout the overnight angels
Can you hear us can you hear us
Were talking bout the overnight angels angels angels angels
Angels angels angels angels
Angels angels angels angels
Angels angels angels angels
Overnight angels
Overnight angels
Talking about
The overnight angels
(fade)

song performed by by Ian Hunter
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Generator

We generate heat
We generate emotion
We generate a feeling
That is better left here
Than a memory on a wall
I'd rather cry than forget you
We generate pain
We generate suspicion
We generate a rumour that's sick
But a rumour that is probably true
I'd rather die than forget you
(i won't let my dreams slip away from me)
I'm talking sex motion
I'm talking 'bout fashion
I'm talking 'bout skin games
I'm talking 'bout secrets
(and i won't let my heart run away with me)
I'm talking temptation
I'm talking 'bout memories
I'm talking 'bout feelings
I'm talking 'bout emotion
We generate lies
We generate pictures
We generate a video film
That i couldn't let my best friend see
I'd rather lose than forgive you
We generate shame
We generate secrets
We generate a reason for living
And we generate a reason for not
I'd rather hurt than forget you
I can't believe that i'm here
I can't believe what i've seen
I can't believe what i'm doing to you

song performed by by Gary Numan
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Dats What I'm Talkin About

[Missy]
Uhhhh
Ahhhh!
Have you ever been in the mind of a virgin?
It gets hot and curious (And ooaaa)
Well let me take you there
Are you ready, boy?
Come on baby, strap up, cause it might get serious (uh ooaaa!)
Now there will be some heat and some friction
polite)
And I want to see if you're into it
Intimate kisses and huggings so sentiment (ohhhhh!)
With you I might wanna spend my life
[Chorus 1]
You make the freak come up out me
Dats what I'm talkin' bout
Go 'head like it's my birthday
Dat-dats what I'm talking bout
You make me say oooaa! 'til I can't speak
Dats what I'm talkin' bout
Baby dat-dats what I'm talking bout
Dat-dats what I'm talkin' bout
You don't know just what you do, yea
Dats what I'm talkin' bout
When I'm rocking, slow dance with you
Dat-dats what I'm talking bout
Cause you put chills on my arm when we kiss, yea
Dats what I'm talkin' bout
Baby that-that's what I'm talking bout
Dat-dats what I'm talking bout..
ALRIGHT!
[R. Kelly]
Now all I wanna do is, baby
Is make your dove cry and make your body scream like
AAHHHHH!
Bet your bottem dollar
Can make you believe that you can fly (Yea)
Well, one hit of this sex weed
Guaranteed to get you high
Like a mutha for ya (No, baby)
You won't even know what day it is
Cause after I come from downtown
Girl I'ma wanna go another round, yea
Until you tell me carrisley stop
Put it like this
It's like fresh up out the kitchen
The way I got your oven so hot, mama
I'ma hit from the back, and the front, then the side, then bounce it up
and down like this
And baby, everyone gonna say you're a pimp
Cause I'ma have ya walking with a limp
[Chorus 2]
You make the freak come up out me
Dats what I'm talkin' bout
Go 'head like it's my birthday
Dat-dats what I'm talking bout
You make me say oooaa! 'til I can't speak
Dats what I'm talkin' bout
Baby dat-dats what I'm talking bout
Dat-dats what I'm talking bout
You don't know just what you do, yea
Dats what I'm talkin' bout
When I'm rocking, slow dance with you
Dat-dats what I'm talking bout
Cause you put chills on my arm when we kiss, yea
Dats what I'm talkin' bout
Baby dat-dats what I'm talking bout
Dat-dats what I'm talking bout
[BRIDGE: Missy]
Sex me, like me
Kiss me, hold me
Touch me, feel me
Do me baby, yea
Cause..
Sex me, like me
Kiss me, hold me
Touch me, feel me
Do me baby, yea
(R. Kelly: This is the greatest bridge I ever heard)
ALRIGHT!
Yea, Fo shizzle my nizzle
you sho nuff the dizzle
And that's on the rizzle, ooooo
Boy, you feel me sizzle (feel me sizzle)
So sweet helped me do almost anything
[CHORUS 2] w/ad-libs
[MUSIC FADES]

song performed by by Missy Elliott
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What Do You Care

(robert palmer)
Youre such a rebel now can you remember when
They used to think you knew what added up to ten
Youre sick and tired of taking punches to your side
Now youre gonna add it up to any number that you like
(tell me) what do you care
bout what other people think
What do you care
What do you care
bout what other people think
What do you care
You thought thered always be another shot to take
You crave attention now with every move you make
You like to advertise your interest in success
But you dont know on the score of who youre trying to impress
(tell me) what do you care
bout what other people think
What do you care
What do you care
bout what other people think
What do you care
Baby yeah yeah
Everybodys gonna have their say
You cant please everyone
Why delay what you say
Lets decide to name the day
What do you care
bout what other people think
What do you care
What do you care
bout what other people think
What do you care
No matter what you need Ill never be your fool
Do me a favour and Ill do the same for you
Go ahead do what you have to do
Dont worry if you should do it
Tell me you love me now
Oh girl I wish you would do it
What do you care
bout what other people think
What do you care
What do you care
bout what other people think
What do you care
What do you care
bout what other people think
What do you care
What do you care
bout what other people think
What do you care
Baby, yeah yeah
What do you care
bout what other people think
What do you care
What do you care

song performed by by Robert Palmer
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Talking About Us

(j. spinks)
Late last night I was sitting all alone
You were there on the end of my phone
I was thinking bout you
You were talking bout us
In my mind I just wanted you there
Run my fingers through your hair
I was thinking bout you
You were talking bout us
I closed my eyes cos I was out of control
From fingers to the tip of my toes
I was thinking bout you
You were talking bout us
Late last night you know I needed you there
I was sitting kinda back in my chair
You were talking to me I was thinking bout us
All I wanted was to see you undress
I could picture you more or less
I was thinking bout you
You were talking bout us
I closed my eyes cos I was out of control
From fingers to the tip of my toes
I was thinking bout you
You were talking ? bout us oh, la, la, la, la
Oh oh la, la, la, la
Last night it was getting kinda late
I got the message and you knew I couldn? t wait
I was thinking ? bout you you were talking bout us
I closed my eyes cos I was out of control
From fingers to the tip of my toes
I was thinking bout you
You were talking bout us
That? s you and me babe
I was thinking bout you you were talking bout us
I was thinking bout you you were talking bout us

song performed by by Outfield
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Talking 'bout Us

LATE LAST NIGHT I WAS SITTING ALL ALONE
YOU WERE THERE ON THE END OF MY PHONE
I WAS THINKING 'BOUT YOU
YOU WERE TALKING 'BOUT US
IN MY MIND I JUST WANTED YOU THERE
RUN MY FINGERS THROUGH YOUR HAIR
I WAS THINKING 'BOUT YOU
YOU WERE TALKING 'BOUT US
I CLOSED MY EYES COS I WAS OUT OF CONTROL
FROM FINGERS TO THE TIP OF MY TOES
I WAS THINKING 'BOUT YOU
YOU WERE TALKING 'BOUT US
LATE LAST NIGHT YOU KNOW I NEEDED YOU THERE
I WAS SITTING KINDA BACK IN MY CHAIR
YOU WERE TALKING TO ME I WAS THINKING 'BOUT US
ALL I WANTED WAS TO SEE YOU UNDRESS
I COULD PICTURE YOU MORE OR LESS
I WAS THINKING 'BOUT YOU
YOU WERE TALKING 'BOUT US
I CLOSED MY EYES COS I WAS OUT OF CONTROL
FROM FINGERS TO THE TIP OF MY TOES
I WAS THINKING 'BOUT YOU
YOU WERE TALKING ?BOUT US OH, LA, LA, LA, LA
OH OH LA, LA, LA, LA
LAST NIGHT IT WAS GETTING KINDA LATE
I GOT THE MESSAGE AND YOU KNEW I COULDN?T WAIT
I WAS THINKING ?BOUT YOU YOU WERE TALKING 'BOUT US
I CLOSED MY EYES COS I WAS OUT OF CONTROL
FROM FINGERS TO THE TIP OF MY TOES
I WAS THINKING 'BOUT YOU
YOU WERE TALKING 'BOUT US
THAT?S YOU AND ME BABE
I WAS THINKING 'BOUT YOU YOU WERE TALKING 'BOUT US
I WAS THINKING 'BOUT YOU YOU WERE TALKING 'BOUT US

song performed by by Outfield
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Hand In Hand

No, dont ask me to apologise.
I wont ask you to forgive me.
If Im gonna go down,
Youre gonna come with me
You say why dont you be a man about it,
Like they do in the grown-up movies?
But when it comes to the other way around,
You say you just wanna use me. oh,
You and you wonder whether
Its gonna be syndicated.
You sit with your knees together.
All the time your breath is baited.
Hand in hand.
No, dont ask me to apologise.
I wont ask you to forgive me.
If Im gonna go down,
Youre gonna come with me
Dont you know I got the bully boys out
Changing someones facial design,
Sitting with my toy room lout,
Polishing my precious china
Dont you know Im an animal?
But dont you know I cant stand up steady?
But you can show me any kind of hell
That I dont know already.
Hand in hand.
No, dont ask me to apologise.
I wont ask you to forgive me.
If Im gonna go down,
Youre gonna come with me
Hand in hand, hand in hand, hand in hand...

song performed by by Elvis Costello
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Something About You

Ive only known what it is to be lonely
When into my life, you came walking through
Can this be real, I dont know what Im feeling
Ooh, theres something bout you
And I cant believe the way that you know me
You sense every mood, ooh you know when Im blue
But here in my heart, ooh theres mixed up emotions
Ooh, theres something bout you
I never wanted anybody, and I wont start now
I never planned it, I dont understand it, so tell me what can I do
Dont turn away, ooh I think Im still learning
Yeah, theres something bout you
(solo)
Ooh, here in my heart, ooh theres mixed up emotions
But theres something bout you
You know theres something bout you
Theres something bout you, you came shining through, babe
Now theres something bout you, I dont know, I dont know what Im feeling
Theres something bout you, I dont know, I dont know
Yeah theres something bout you

song performed by by Bad Company
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Mr. Reporter

Hey, mr. reporter,
How 'bout talking about yourself?
Do you like what you're doing,
Or is it that you can do nothing else?
Hey, mr. reporter,
I'll believe all that you put down.
I'll believe the sun is going up,
Even though it's going down.
Hey, mr. reporter,
Don't you twist my words around.
I'll kill you, i won't let you,
Distort my simple sound.
Hey, mr. reporter,
How 'bout talking about yourself?
Do you like what you're doing,
Or is it that you can do nothing else?
Hey, mr. reporter,
How 'bout talking about yourself?
Do you like what you're doing,
Or is it that you can do nothing else?
Did your daddy stop you playing
With your friends when you were young?
And is that why you run down
All the young folks have their fun. [?]
The reason i am stupid,
Is because i read you every day.
You misquote all of the true things
Because they rub you the wrong way.
Hey, mr. reporter,
How 'bout talking about yourself?
Do you like what you're doing,
Or is it that you can do nothing else?

song performed by by Kinks
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Just Another Story

Father comes home cos his moneys run out -
Seems a little loose tonight, he starts to shout.
Dinners not on the table, seems mothers not able,
Shes staring at the tv.
You can smell it on his breath, feel it in his touch,
He never meant to hit her hard, but hes like that when hes had too much.
Its just another story bout going too far,
Its just another story bout going too far.
Well the kids at school, shes getting good grades,
But the peer pressures starting now - too bad, she had it made.
Seems theres always someone trying to push you to do something, you know, aint
The way they told you to -
Its hard to see
The things you taught her, how to be, its like you told her nothing, selective
Memory.
Come on try it, its just a smoke, aint gonna kill you, so she takes a toke -
Fade to grey.
Its just another story bout going too far,
Its just another story bout going too far.
Well the guys at work seemed ok, theyd buy you a drink, get you laid, whats
Wrong with that?
Whyd they have more money than you, expensive cars, expensive clothes, dyou
Ever think of what they do?
At night theyre out, shakin people down, when theyre walking together seems
They own the town.
But hey, whos gonna talk, you are their alibi, dont turn around, dont ask
Questions, just walk -
Its just another story bout going too far,
Its just another story bout going too far.

song performed by by Phil Collins
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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