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Post by Phalon on Apr 13, 2007 20:14:59 GMT -6
Rose Garden. I thought Helen Reddy, but Lynn Anderson's name kept coming up in the two minute lyrics drill.
I beg your pardon I never promised you a rose garden Along with the sunshine there's gotta be a little rain sometime When you take you gotta give so live and let live and let go oh oh oh oh I beg your pardon I never promised you a rose garden
I could promise you things like big diamond rings But you don't find roses growin' on stalks of glover So you better think it over When it's sweet talking you could make it come true I would give you the world right now on a silver platter But what would it matter So smile for a while and let's be jolly love shouldn't be so melancholy Come along and share the good times while we can
I beg your pardon I never promised you a rose garden Along with the sunshine there's gotta be a little rain sometime I beg your pardon I never promised you a rose garden
I could sing you a tune and promise you the moon But if that's what it takes to hold you I'd just as soon let you go But there's one thing I want you to know You'd better look before you leap still waters run deep And there won't always be someone there to pull you out And you know what I'm talking about So smile for a while and let's be jolly love shouldn't be so melancholy Come along and share the good times while we can
I beg your pardon I never promised you a rose garden Along with the sunshine there's gotta be a little rain sometime.....
pardon
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Post by fallenangel on Apr 14, 2007 11:23:39 GMT -6
Have A Heart ~ Bonnie Raitt
Hey! Shut up. Dont lie to me. Hey! Mister, how do you do. Oh pardon me I thought I knew you. Would you stand back baby cause I want to get a better look. The big man who couldnt handle the little bit of love you took.
Hey, hey, have a heart, hey, have a heart. If you dont love me, why dont you let me go? Have a heart, please, oh dont you have a heart? Little by little you fade while I fall apart.
next word: HANDLE
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Post by moonglum on Apr 14, 2007 12:42:07 GMT -6
Hard to Handle - Otis Reading
Hey there, here I am I'm the man on the scene I can give you what you want But you got to come home with me I forgot some good old lovin' And I got some more in store When I get to thrown it on you You got to come back for more TOYS and things that come by the dozen That ain't nothin' but drug store lovin' Hey little thing, let me light your candle 'Cause mama I'm sure hard to handle, now, gets around Action speaks louder than words And I'm a man of great experience I know you got another man But I can love you better than him Take my hand, don't be afraid I'm gonna prove every word I say I'm advertisin' love for free So, you can place your ad with me Once it come along a dime by the dozen That ain't nothin' but ten cent lovin' Hey little thing, let me light your candle 'Cause mama I'm sure hard to handle, now, gets around Yeah, hard to handle, now Oh, baby Baby, here I am The man on your scene I can give you what you want But you got to come home with me I forgot some good old lovin' And I got some more in store When I get to thrown it on you You got to come runnin' back for more Once it come along a dime by the dozen That ain't nothin' but drug store lovin' Hey little thing, let me light your candle 'Cause mama I'm sure hard to handle, now, gets around Hard, hard to handle, now Oh yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah Once it come along a dime by the dozen That ain't nothin' but ten cent lovin' Hey little babe, let me light your candle 'Cause mama I'm sure hard to handle, now, gets around Yeah, so hard to handle, now Oh yeah Baby, good lovin' Baby, baby, owww, good lovin' I need good lovin' I got to have, oh yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah So hard to handle, now, yeah
Next word.........................TOYS
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Post by Phalon on Apr 14, 2007 20:11:02 GMT -6
Toys in the Attic ~ Aerosmith
In the attic lies Voices scream Nothing's seen Real's a dream
Leaving the things that are real behind Leaving the things that you love from mind All of the things you learned from fears Nothing is left for the years
Voices scream Nothing's seen Real's a dream
Toys, toys, toys in the attic Toys, toys, toys in the attic Toys, toys, toys in the attic Toys, toys, toys in the attic
In the attic lies Voices scream Nothing's seen Real's a dream
Leaving the things that are real behind Leaving the things that you love from mind All of the things you learned from fears Nothing is left for the years
Voices scream Nothing's seen Real's a dream
Next word: attic
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Post by Siren on Apr 14, 2007 22:30:36 GMT -6
She'll take the PAINTING in the hallway, The one she did in junior high And that old lamp up in the ATTIC She'll need some light to study by.
She's had 18 years to get ready for this day She should be past the tears, but she cries some anyway
Oh oh letting go There's nothing in her way now, Oh letting go, there's room enough to fly And even though, she's spent her whole life waiting, It's never easy letting go.
from "Letting Go" by Suzy Bogguss
next: painting
That song debuted right at the time I moved out of state, leaving my hometown for the first time. My mom says that for the longest time, she couldn't listen to that song without crying. But Suzy remains one of her favorite singers.
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Post by Scrappy Amazon on Apr 15, 2007 14:50:02 GMT -6
Soul Experience-Iron Butterfly Be yourself and live a little, Don’t bother painting your face; Tomorrow it may rain and colors run, Better it quench the flowers thirst. colors
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Post by fallenangel on Apr 15, 2007 16:37:20 GMT -6
By Her ~ Beth Hart
She got a poet's spirit She burns among the clouds She never stops believing She only dreams out loud There's a jackpot in the dresser She's fallen in the bath And if you need to kiss her Don't forget your stash 'Cause she gives it away And you're facinated by her And she does it again with simple & brilliant desire And she gives it away And you're facinated by..by her She wears a million colors There's rainbows on her soles She got a sign above her That says "I'm never growin' old" You're askin' her to dance Now she spins a solid, white light She gonna' make love to you today Today & every night And she gives it away And you're facinated by her
next word: RAINBOWS
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Post by moonglum on Apr 16, 2007 13:28:45 GMT -6
Blinded By Rainbows.................The Stones
Did you ever feel the pain That he felt upon the cross Did you ever feel the knife Tearing flesh that's oh so soft
Did you ever touch the night Did you ever count the cost Do you hide away the fear Put down paradise as lost
Yeah you're blinded by rainbows Watching the wind blow Blinded by rainbows Do you dream at night Do you sleep at night I doubt it
Did you ever feel the blast As the semtex bomb goes off Do you ever hear the screams As the limbs are all torn off Did you ever kiss the child Who just saw his father shot Do you ever shed a tear As the war drags on and on
Do you ever touch the night Or is it just another job Do you feel the final hours Put down paradise as lost
Yeah you're blinded by rainbows And faces in windows Blinded by rainbows Do you dream at night Do you sleep at night I doubt it
Do you ever fear the night Could it be the war is lost Do you fear the final hour Do you kneel before the cross
You're blinded by rainbows And watching the wind blow Blinded by rainbows Do you dream at night Do you scream at night Do you smell of fear Is your conscience clear Are you caked in sweat
Are your clothes all wet Do you see the light Is the end in sight See the face of Christ Enter paradise I doubt it
Next word..................Cross
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Post by vox on Apr 16, 2007 13:37:58 GMT -6
They Hung Him On A Cross ------Nirvana
They hung him on the cross They hung him on the cross They hung him on the cross For me
One day when I was lost They hung him on the cross They hung him on the cross for me
They whooped him up the hill They whooped him up the hill They whooped him up the hill For me
One day when I was lost They hung him on the cross They whooped him up the hill for me
He never said among them word They never said among them word They never said among them word For me
One day when I was lost They hung him on the cross They hung him on the cross For me
They bit him in the side They bit him in the side They bit him in the side For me
One day when I was lost They hung him on the cross They hung him on the cross for me
He hung his head and died He hung his head and died He hung his head and died For me
One day when I was lost They hung him on the cross They hung him on the cross For me.
next word Whooped
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Post by Siren on Apr 19, 2007 21:15:39 GMT -6
Since we seem to stuck on "whooped", I'll go with a close cousin:
It's a marshmallow world in the winter When the snow comes to cover the ground It's a time for play It's a WHIPPED CREAM day I wait for it the whole year 'round.
from "It's A Marshmallow World" by Dean Martin
next: cream
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Post by vox on Apr 20, 2007 14:49:36 GMT -6
HARD TIMES - RUN DMC
Hard times spreading just like the flu Watch out homeboy, don't let it catch you P-p-prices go up, don't let your pocket go down When you got short money you're stuck on the ground Turn around, get ready, keep your eye on the prize And be on point for the future shock
Hard times [repeat 2x]
Hard times are coming to your town So stay alert, don't let them get you down They tell you times are tough, you hear that times are hard But when you work for that ace you know you pulled the right card Hard times got our pockets all in chains I'll tell you what, homeboy, it don't have my brain All day I have to work at my peak Beacuse I need that dollar every day of the weak
Hard times
Hard times can take you on a natural trip So keep your balance, and don't you slip Hard times is nothing new on me I'm gonna use my strong mentality Like the cream of the crop, like the crop of the cream B-b-beating hard times, that is my theme Hard times in life, hard times in death I'm gonna keep on fighting to my very last breath
NEXT WORD Balance
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Post by fallenangel on Apr 20, 2007 17:03:57 GMT -6
Answer ~ Sarah Mclachlan
I will be the answer at the end of the line I will be there for you while you take the time In the burning of uncertainty I will be your solid ground I will hold the balance if you can't look down
If it takes my whole life I wont break I wont bend Itll all be worth it worth it in the end 'Cause I can only tell you what I know that I need you in my life When the stars have all gone out youll still be burning so bright
next word: BURNING
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Post by vox on Apr 21, 2007 14:20:49 GMT -6
Stiff Little Fingers Lyrics: Guitar and Drum
GUITAR & DRUM (Jake Burns)
Well you get your entertainment Through a corporate plan Via 5 young athletes in a dancing band Who are trained to act moronically And smile on demand COs it makes more money for the company man Well it might make all the young girls hearts beat faster But it don't amuse this cynical old bastard
Chorus: I believe. I believe in the power of guitar & drum I believe in the hope held in a song I believe that the music makes you strong I believe in the power of guitar and drum
Well theirs are songs about heartache Theirs are songs about love Theirs are songs about sex sung by an eight year old And there's no-one making statements COs rebellion don't pay And they'd rather that you bought this Cos it's safer that way Well. I can't believe that everyone is happy With the newest teen sensation carbon copy
(Repeat chorus)
You gotta eat McFood Play with Barbie Drink Coca Cola Don't do anything that marks you as solo Only use your brain for playing Nintendo Consume everything with corporate logos
Go on ahead make all the fat cats fatter And for God's sake don't say anything that matters
(Repeat chorus)
STRUMMERVILLE (Jake Burns)
You lit a flame in my heart And it is burning still And everytime I hear you shout It still gives me a thrill I can see you up there With your right leg pumping
Chorus: Goodbye inspiration Voice of a generation Goodbye Inspiration I won't be playing Strummerville again
You wore your heart on your sleeve With honesty and pride You gave me hope, made me believe That what I did was right You brought out a passion That had long been missing Yeah, you brought out a passion That you never stopped giving
(Repeat chorus)
(Repeat chorus)
And if music seems mundane It's cos the companies got their way And all the young bands seem to say 'Please turn our rebellion into money'
So thanks for giving me my creed I'll try to stay on side For helping me to dare to dream After all this time Cos I still see you up there On a stage and playing Yeah, I still see you up there I still agree with what you're saying
(Repeat chorus)
(Repeat chorus)
Not going to play Strummerville again. (Clash Clash Clash City Rockers)
next word rebellion
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Post by moonglum on Apr 21, 2007 14:50:47 GMT -6
Tinsel Town Rebellion ~ Frank Zappa
From madam wong's to starwood To the whiskey on the strip You can hear the crashing, blasting strum Of bands that come to be real hip And get a record contract From a talent scout some day They'll sell their ass, their cocks and balls They'll take the check 'n' walk away If they're lucky they'll get famous For a week or two perhaps They'll buy some ugly clothes to wear And hope the business don't collapse Before some stupid magazine Decides they're really good They're a tinsel town rebellion band From downtown hollywood
Tinsel town rebellion, tinsel town rebellion band It's a little bitty tinsel town rebellion A tinsel town rebellion band
They used to play all kinds of stuff And some of it was nice Some of it was musical But then they took some guy's advice To get a record deal, he said, They would have to be more punk Forget their chops and play real dumb Or else they would be sunk So off they go to s.i.r. to learn some stupid riffs And practice all their poses In between their powder sniffs
Chop a line now, snort it up now And when they think they've got it They launch a new career Who gives a frell if what they play Is somewhat insincere
Tinsel town rebellion, tinsel town rebellion band A tinsel town rebellion, A tinsel town rebellion band Did you know that in tinsel town the people down there Think that substance is a bore And if your new wave group looks good They'll hurry on back for more Of leather groups and plastic groups And groups that look real queer The tinsel town aficionados Come to see and not to hear But then again this system works As perfect as a dream It works for all of those record company pricks Who come to skim the cream From the cesspools of excitement Where jim morrison once stood It's the tinsel town rebellion From downtown hollywood
Is everybody happy? Oh never mind! No problem!
Next word..............Magazine
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Post by fallenangel on Apr 22, 2007 9:53:42 GMT -6
San Andreas Fault ~ Natalie Merchant
Go west paradise is there you'll have all that you can eat of milk and honey over there
you'll be the brightest star the world has ever seen sun-baked slender heroine of film and magazine
go west paradise is there you'll have all that you can eat of milk and honey over there
next word---PARADISE
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Post by moonglum on Apr 22, 2007 11:33:58 GMT -6
The Last Resort ~ The Eagles
She came from Providence, the one in Rhode Island Where the old world shadows hang heavy in the air She packed her hopes and dreams like a refugee Just as her father came across the sea She heard about a place people were smilin' They spoke about the red man's way, and how they loved the land And they came from everywhere to the Great Divide Seeking a place to stand or a place to hide
Down in the crowded bars, out for a good time, Can't wait to tell you all, what it's like up there And they called it paradise I don't know why Somebody laid the mountains low while the town got high
Then the chilly winds blew down Across the desert through the canyons of the coast, to the Malibu Where the pretty people play, hungry for power to light their neon way and give them things to do
Some rich men came and raped the land, Nobody caught 'em Put up a bunch of ugly boxes, and Jesus, people bought 'em And they called it paradise The place to be They watched the hazy sun, sinking in the sea
You can leave it all behind and sail to Lahaina just like the missionaries did, so many years ago They even brought a neon sign: "Jesus is coming" Brought the white man's burden down Brought the white man's reign
Who will provide the grand design? What is yours and what is mine? 'Cause there is no more new frontier We have got to make it here
We satisfy our endless needs and justify our bloody deeds, in the name of destiny and the name of God
And you can see them there, On Sunday morning They stand up and sing about what it's like up there They call it paradise I don't know why You call someplace paradise, kiss it goodbye
Next word...................Providence
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Post by vox on Apr 22, 2007 11:44:29 GMT -6
Judy Garland
(as sung in the movie)
Do you hear that whistle down the line? I figure that it's engine number forty-nine, She's the only one that'll sound that way. On the Atchison, Topeka and the Santa Fe
See the ol' smoke risin' round the bend, I reckon that she knows she's gonna meet a friend, Folks around these parts get the time o' day From the Atchison, Topeka and the Santa Fe
Here she comes! Ooh, ooh, ooh, Hey, Jim! yuh better git the rig! Ooh, ooh, ooh, She's got a list o' passengers that's pretty big And they'll all want lifts to Brown's Hotel, 'Cause lots o' them been travelin' for quite a spell, All the way to Cal-i-forn-i-ay On the Atchison, Topeka On the Atchison, Topeka on the Atchison, Topeka and the Santa Fe.
Ooh-ee! Atchison, Topeka and the Santa Fe, Atchison, Topeka.
Oh, the roads back east are mighty swell, The Chesapeake, Ohio and the ASL, But I make my run and I make my pay On the Atchison, Topeka and the Santa Fe.
Goin' back and forth along these aisles, My land, you must've walked about a million miles. It's a treat to be on your feet all day On the Atchison, Topeka and the Santa Fe.
Here we come! Raa-a-raa-a-raa-a-raa-raa-raa She's really rakin' down the line Looky, look, look, looky look, look, look Oh, boy, we're huffin' and a-puffin' on the forty-nine!
In this day and age girls don't leave home But if you get a hankerin', you wanna roam Our advice to you is run away On the Atchison, Topeka and the Santa Fe.
Hey, men, did you ever see such perty femininity arrivin' all at once in this here town? In this here town? Never saw the likes of this for miles around!
Round and round our heads are spinning, New adventures are beginning. What a length of calico, It's taffet-ee and calico to really put a cowboy on the [word/words unknown] Cowboy, [word/words unknown] It's enough to make a fella wanna wash...
Wash your face and hands, we hope you'll never be afraid of soap! Button shoes and powdered chalk and fancy smells and baby talk- It's awful what a gal is fit to do! Even so, we aim to say we love to honor and oh- Baby, are there any more at home like you?
And in my hair combed and my slicker, Gonna get spruced up and I'll [word/words unknown] her. Put on the dog and I'll city-slick her, Mr. Harvey, Mr. Harvey,
Fred Harvey knows exactly how to pick 'em!
We come from Dubuque, I-O-Way, That's where the tall, tall, tall corn grows. We come from Louisiana, That's where the Mis-is-is-is-isippi flows.
I was the Lilian Russell of Cherryville, Kansas, But they never gave me a chance. I finished high school in Providence, Rhode Island, And Providence, Rhode Island is where [word/words unknown].
(Virginia O'Brien) Oh, I'm from Chillicothe- Ohio! My middle name's Hi-a-wath-ee - Ohio! I'm gonna git the gold in them thar hills, So I said good-bye-o, Ohio!
We were school marms from Grand Rapids, Mich. But reading, writing, 'rithmetic were not our dish.
(Ruth Brady) I was born in Paris, I was raised in Paris, Went to school in Paris, Where I met a boy I was married in Paris, Almost buried in Paris, But I finally left Paris- Paris, Illinois!
(Ray Bolger) So this is the wild and woolly west! Give me my chaps and my checkered vest. Give me a girl and a holster for my hip! Bang, bang! Yip, yip!
next word spruced
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Post by Phalon on Apr 22, 2007 23:53:34 GMT -6
The Horizonal Bop ~ Bob Seger
Wally's getting' anxious thinkin' 'bout tonight Bruce is all spiffy lookin' wicked lookin' right Eddie's getting' spruced And Donna's getting' loose They're passin' round the bottle And they're gettin' good and juiced B.g.'s winin' dinin' checkin' talent at the club Skippers hauntin' second lookin' forward to his rub The busters from the country And the hitters from the shop Everybody wants to do the horizontal bop
Someone bring the records Someone get the brew Someone get a house Buddy we'll know what to do Someone tell the ladies Someone make a deal If we can't find a house Then someone better find a field
Grass is good as carpet Anyplace is fine Its time to get to rockin' Babe it's time to make it shine Tell 'em we'll be dancin' Dancin' till we drop It's time to get down and do the horizontal bop
Theyre fillin' up the corners Theyre fillin' up the streets You can feel the tension You can almost feel the heat The music's gettin' louder The beat's gittin' fast Summers finally made it Yeah its finally here at last
The pony cars are cruisin' on Woodward Avenue Go and try to pass'em They'll smoke you if you do The whole town's shakin' from the bottom to the top Everybody wants to do the horizontal bop The busters from the country And the hitters from the shop Everybody wants to do the horizontal bop Tell 'em we'll be dancin' Dancin' till we drop Everybody wants to do the horizontal bop
Next word: Spiffy
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Post by Phalon on Apr 25, 2007 5:44:31 GMT -6
Are we stalled with "spiffy"?
How about "wicked" instead, from the same song?
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Post by vox on Apr 25, 2007 15:09:40 GMT -6
Radiohead - I Am A Wicked Child
Mother mary come to me Cause I am a wicked child I have sinned and I am so confused and I am a wicked child I am a wicked child
I am the devils son and I wish I could be good for you I walk a crooked mile But I wish I could be good I wish I could be good
If I could have kept the straight and narrow If I could have kept the straight and narrow And not have broke your heart Not have broke your heart
Now I wake up in the night Lying on my bed It's tugging at my arms and legs Like I was a marionette
Send baby jesus Surely it is time Send baby jesus Let him radiate his light Radiate his light
Next Work Crooked
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Post by Siren on Apr 25, 2007 21:09:30 GMT -6
I ain't nothing but a simple man Call me a redneck? I reckon that I am But there's things going on that make me mad down to the CORE I have to work like a dog to make ends meet There's CROOKED politicians and crime in the street And I'm madder than hell and I ain't gonna take it no more
from "Simple Man" by Charlie Daniels
next: core
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Post by vox on Apr 27, 2007 15:12:34 GMT -6
Papa Was a Rolling Stone Lyrics Artist(Band):The Temptations
It was the third of September. That day I'll always remember, yes I will. 'Cause that was the day that my daddy died. I never got a chance to see him. Never heard nothing but bad things about him. Mama, I'm depending on you to tell me the truth.
And Mama just hung her head and said, "Son, Papa was a rolling stone. Wherever he laid his hat was his home. (And when he died) All he left us was ALONE." "Papa was a rolling stone, my son. Wherever he laid his hat was his home. (And when he died) All he left us was ALONE."
Well, well.
Hey Mama, is it true what they say, that Papa never worked a day in his life? And Mama, some bad talk going around town saying that Papa had three outside children and another wife. And that ain't right. Hey, talk about Papa doing some store front preaching. Talked about saving souls and all the time leeching. Dealing in debt and stealing in the name of the Lord.
Mama just hung her head and said, "Papa was a rolling stone, my son. Wherever he laid his hat was his home. (And when he died) All he left us was ALONE." "Hey, Papa was a rolling stone. Wherever he laid his hat was his home. (And when he died) All he left us was ALONE."
Uh!
Hey Mama, I heard Papa called himself a jack of all trades. Tell me is that what sent Papa to an early grave? Folks say Papa would beg, borrow, steal to pay his bills. Hey Mama, folks say that Papa was never much on thinking. Spent most of his time chasing women and drinking. Mama, I'm depending on you to tell me the truth.
And Mama looked up with a tear in her eye and said, "Son, Papa was a rolling stone. (Well, well, well, well) Wherever he laid his hat was his home. (And when he died) All he left us was ALONE." "Papa was a rolling stone. Wherever he laid his hat was his home. (And when he died) All he left us was ALONE."
"I said, Papa was a rolling stone. Wherever he laid his hat was his home. (And when he died) All he left us was ALONE."
Next Word Preaching
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Post by moonglum on Apr 27, 2007 16:06:44 GMT -6
Black Samurai ~ Alpha Blondy
No patati, no patata No patati, no patata No patati, no patata No patati, it's party time...
Yeah man What ya say natty...
I'm a black Samouraï A bright light in your black night I'm a black Samouraï Preaching love to the twilight
No patati, no patata Me no want no more bla bla bla J'ai pris mes cliques et mes claques Cette fille là j'en ai ma claque
Black Samouraï Watashiwa Samouraï desu Black Samouraï Watashiwa Samouraï desu
I'm a black Samouraï A bright light in your black night I'm a black Samouraï Preaching love to the twilight
No patati, no patata Me no want no more matata J'ai pris mes cliques et mes claques Cette fois-ci j'en ai ma claque
Black Samourai... Watashiwa Samouraï desu Black Samouraï... Watashiwa Samouraï desu
Watashiwa Watashiwa Watashiwa Kokoudjine Samouraï desu
Watashiwa Watashiwa Watashiwa Kokoudjine Samouraï desu
Preaching love Preaching love Preaching love to the sunrise
Black Samouraï... Black Samouraï... Black Samouraï... Black Samouraï... Preaching love to the sunrise
Preaching love Preaching love Preaching love to the sunrise
Next word......................Twilight
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Post by fallenangel on Apr 27, 2007 16:28:51 GMT -6
Round Of Blues ~ Shawn Colvin
All this time I been making deals Shades of black and white On a hollywood reel All this time I been missing Something so real, so real All this time I been a face in the crowd Now I'm living in color And laughing out loud All these names For just fooling aound It's a new breakthrough It's an old breakdown
We smoked a lot of hope We did our cryin' too We're finally waking up To what real love can do Oh, down a lost highway Under the twilight moon A chorus in your eyes Another round of blues
next word: HOLLYWOOD
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Post by moonglum on Apr 27, 2007 16:58:50 GMT -6
Hollywood Seven ~ Dennis Waterman
She came in one night from Omaha, worn out She never could sleep on trains, took the bus to Hollywood Lookin' for a room in the pourin' rain With hair so blonde and eyes so brown She thought she'd take this town and turn it upside down
And me, I was livin' in a hotel just off Sunset She moved in across the hall And she said she'd be a movie star And waited every mornin' for a call So I asked her in just to have a little drink but she hardly had the time A call might come tomorrow, she got to learn her lines
On Hollywood Seven, rooms to rent, till your name goes up in lights Woh-oh, Hollywood Seven, dream your dream - seven bucks a night
And then the months went by without a job The money that she saved was nearly spent So she started bringin' strangers home Just tryin' to find a way to pay the rent And she'd sit down and drink my coffee, got nothin' much to say Just busy rehearsin' in her mind the scene she'd never play
On Hollywood Seven, rooms to rent, till your name goes up in lights Woh-oh, Hollywood Seven, dream your dreams for seven bucks a night
I found her there one mornin' She didn't come for coffee when I called She'd gone and brought the wrong one home this time There were crazy lipstick marks all over the wall Now she's goin' back to Omaha but not the way she'd planned There'll be no crowd to cheer her on, no welcome home, no band
On Hollywood Seven, rooms to rent, till your name goes up in lights Hollywood Seven, dream your dream for seven bucks a night
She came in one night from Syracuse, tired from sleepin' o-on the plane Took a cab to Hollywood, dreamin' of the lights, that would spell her name So I watched her take the lease on the empty room across the hall Wakin' up every mornin', waitin' for that call
On Hollywood Seven, rooms to rent, till your name go-oes up in lights Hollywood Seven, dreamin' your dream - seven bucks a night On Hollywood Seven, dreams to rent, till your name goes up in lights Hollywood Seven, pay your dues - seven bucks a night
Next word.......................Lights
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Post by vox on Apr 28, 2007 14:19:29 GMT -6
GEORGE BENSON - ON BROADWAY
THEY SAY THE NEON LIGHTS ARE BRIGHT ON BROADWAY THEY SAY THERE'S ALWAYS MAGIC IN THE AIR BUT WHEN YOU'RE WALKIN' DOWN THE STREET AND YOU AIN'T HAD ENOUGH TO EAT THE GLITTER RUBS RIGHT OFF AND YOU'RE NOWHERE
THEY SAY THE WOMEN TREAT YOU FINE ON BROADWAY BUT LOOKIN' AT THEM JUST GIVES ME THE BLUES 'CAUSE HOW YA GONNA MAKE SOME TIME WHEN ALL YOU GOT IS ONE THIN DIME AND ONE THIN DIME WON'T EVEN SHINE YOUR SHOES
THEY SAY THAT I WON'T LAST TOO LONG ON BROADWAY I'LL CATCH A GREY HOUND BUS FOR HOME THEY ALL SAY BUT THEY'RE DEAD WRONG I KNOW THEY ARE 'CAUSE I CAN PLAY THIS HERE GUITAR AND I WON'T QUIT TILL I'M A STAR ON BROADWAY
NEXT WORD GLITTER
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Post by Siren on Apr 30, 2007 19:56:48 GMT -6
Saw your picture on a poster in a CAFE out in Phoenix Guess you're still the sweetheart of the rodeo As for me and little Casey, we still make the circuit In a one-horse trailer and a mobile home
She still asks about you all the time But I guess we never even cross your mind
But oh, sometimes I think about you And the way you used to ride out In your rhinestones and your sequins with the sunlight in your hair And oh the crowd will always love you But as for me, I've come to know Everything that GLITTERs is not gold
from "Everything That Glitters" by Dan Seals
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Post by fallenangel on May 1, 2007 17:31:20 GMT -6
Waste The Day ~ Heather Nova
The streets are all busy And we're still in bed We should be up working But we're lying here instead I look outside, the weather's fine For playing music, and drinking wine
I could waste the day with you I could slip away Into another dimension What a perfect way, to spend the day, with you
Let's walk to the cafe And sit in the sun And read all the papers And watch everyone Cause life is short, and life is sweet And sometimes you've just got to set yourself free next word: PAPERS
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Post by moonglum on May 2, 2007 15:10:43 GMT -6
Yesterdays Papers ~ The Rolling Stones
Who wants yesterdays papers Who wants yesterdays girl Who wants yesterdays papers Nobody in the world
After this time I finally learned After the pain and hurt After all this what have I achieved I've realized it's time to leave
Cause Cho wants yesterdays papers Who wants yesterdays girl Who wants yesterdays papers Nobody in the world
Living a life of constant change Every day means the turn of a page Yesterdays papers are such bad news Same thing applies to me and you
Who wants yesterdays papers Who wants yesterdays girl Who wants yesterdays papers Nobody in the world
Seems very hard to have just one girl When there's a million in the world All of these people just can't wait To fall right into their big mistake
Who wants yesterdays papers Who wants yesterdays girl Who wants yesterdays papers Nobody in the world
Next word..............Mistake
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Post by Siren on May 3, 2007 20:45:48 GMT -6
A couple inches taller Another size smaller A little curl in my hair Used to wish I was older Now I wish I was younger Back when I didn't have a care Most of the time I am happy with what God gave me Once in a while I wish that some MIRACLE would change me
I'm ok with the way God made me I have my days, but doesn't everybody It's not always easy for me to believe in myself But I gotta remember I'm always gonna be a better me than anyone else And God doesn't make MISTAKEs
from "God Doesn't Make Mistakes" by Carolyn Dawn Johnson
next: miracle
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