Wednesday, November 3, 2021

Lyrics of Between The Buried and Me - B. Anablephobia

B. Anablephobia

Clowns now appear. they are all carrying knives and cups of
gasoline. "tonight is our death." the clowns then begin to slash each
other...the skies open up, the flames pour in...the world watched in awe.
mesmerized. the populations soon follow the clown's lead. death is in
the air. the three adults once again start talking...they ask questions
of faith and love. "we shall live past these days, rid of all we've
done." i see what they mean now...but the wretched smell has overcome...i
am gone...the baby born with the end of the world...awake...
the five of us haven't spoken in hours. sitting alone to our own
thoughts. only we will know what strange things boredom has created.

Lyrics of B-Side

B-side

I know exactly where you've been but I don't fear you
I know it's harder to give in but I don't hear you
I feel a change something's in the air it's all around my head
I know you try to put the blame on me I throw it back instead

So here we go again kickin' it with friends burn
Another joint and get right to the point
Falling on my own got no place to go wait for me
Outside I'll take you for a ride in my life on the b-side

I'll never leave its just the place for me a home away from home
Another down a couple more to go the only way I've known

Don't wait for me I'll meet you there if I'm not with you, I don't care
When everything just goes your way and it's supposed
To stop you but you just can't say

Lyrics of B N U - D12

B-n-u

[chorus]
if i could just take you through
nothin with me and you
you'll see what i can do
when i do what i do
then i bet you will not bother me
like you do cuz you're fine
you would rather spend your time
[verse 1- kon artis]
you think you know it all dont you dawg all about my life and all
when i'm poppin this vicadon and drinkin all this alcohal
all up in these clubs throwin up like i aint got them all
but thats what you see when you see me hangin wit bringin 'em
funny when i'm bustin my ass for this money when
you aint never round helpin out but showed you come to them
run to them wantin in, 30 *****z long when you called me to the door
i turn to leave and all your friends then they talk behind my back again
i'm bout to do a smack again, have another baby cuz sex i aint practicin
glocky glock squeezey squeeze by this bein fake is b n u is just your misconception of perception if you're seein me
[chorus]
if i could just take you through
nothin with me and you
you'll see what i can do
when i do what i do
then i bet you will not bother me
like you do cuz you're fine
you would rather spend your time
[verse 2- proof]
i aint gotta like you dude, plenty of time to fight you thru
arrogant this might be true, smack your bitch slightly true
runnin from the white and blue for blowin up your bible school
lemme show this rifle dude to ill i got a liscence too
nice of you to think i'm not, but i'm ill this true poppin pills shootin guns
goin to jail (i'll shoot you), yes i'm lotto touched the wire, fuc*** bust a nut in myers
kelley didnt touch that girl, then again i'm such a liar, this is me all day
you rubbin me the wrong way, listen what the song say and past the fuc*** bombey
andele' on the over play for the under play andre is more swift with gun play
one day i'm proof, next i'm em, teks i carry on the run way its necessary that my sex is very nun gay
hey detroit we dont play with them gays blame it on our mama's cuz that the way we was raised
[chorus]
[verse 3- swifty]
they like to know what i can do they aint got the slightest clue
question my integretey, i mean it ***** who is you
you better be prepared for beef cuz we aint need a new recruit
blow a hole inside a ***** bigger than a hoola hoop
see i know the bidness, who the hell you talkin stupid too?
fuck you up have your face lookin like a rubix cube
you can walk the good with me, we can take an acid break
all you gotta do is chew tablet ***** have a drink, gamble
wit us, pop a blank (man this shit aint new to you)
what the f*** you *****z think, i can shoot at muslims too
***** hey what about that pretty bitch you call your wife, i'ma hit it *****
i been suckin titties all my life, stealin shit and startin fights
pissin on your lawns at night, we hard to get along wit
stay honery like dolemite ***** you can be polite, i dont talk to people right
and so does the rest of us, you hatin us cuz we alike
[chorus]
[verse 4- bizarre]
hey boys and girls, think your jaws is real cool hangin out in the news
actin like a damn fool, its the big guy with the shower cap kickin sick raps
talkin bout fuc*** kids in the asscrack, never mind bizarre, you know he's on medication
smokin weed, drinkin brew, third grade education, all in your house, blunt in my mouth
call you a bitch and pee on your spouse
[verse 5- kuniva]
look i dont like the chitter chatter, ask the faggots if it matters
then i'd have to splatter rappers just for actin target practice
time for action, i'm kuniva, the wet vagina finder so never mind your rhymer
chumps you might see me behind a pump and yes it damages
and puts *****z in bandages and yes i love my pistol like bizarre loves all his sandwhiches
business is strenuous you fuc*** wit some genuises so many people on my nutz
i wonder how my penis is, girls are prudent wit bodies like venus and serena's is
i turn 'em down my wife'll kill me if she every seen this shit, i mean this shit
i'm silly man, i'm smart i'm really ignorant i'm innonence and guilty at the same time
[go and figure it]

Lyrics of Murderdolls - B-Movie Scream Queen

B-movie Scream Queen

Another dead girl on the tube
She's my Lilly Munster crawling from her tomb
Dark black circles around her eyes
Cold dead lips and a crooked spine
She's the living dead, she's a ghoulish fiend

She's the deadest girl of my dreams
Living her is like a lobotomy
A late night creature feature starring you and me

She's evil as she wants to be
She's evil and she's meant for me

[Chorus]
She's a b-movie scream queen
My monster girl on the screen
She's a b-Movie scream queen
Oh yeah, oh no

Welcome to my nightmare, face down in the dirt
The bride of Frankenstein, in a mini-skirt
And where she's going they don't know
But it's going direct to video
Smile for the camera, open up your eyes
My monster girl's too dead to die

She's evil walking on the silver screen
She scares me to death but that's what I need

[Chorus]

I said oh no

Lyrics of Sam Smith, Normani - Dancing With A Stranger (Official Video)

B-line Fi Blow

Me ago give dem som e nigs 40 style scene
Me a go play Dem some 40 style
Blessed, straight up
Yeah the wickedest sound
Blessed are the meek
For they shall inherit the earth

[Chorus:]
B- line Fi blow speaker bow
Selector drop De needle watch the jumping Jacks
B- line Fi blow speaker bow
Selector drop De needle watch the jumping Jacks

Sound get drop daddy Mighty do dat
Look how Dem Ram the dance up with the speaker box
Natty in a corner, Ham a do the hop scotch

[Chorus]

Sound get drop daddy Mighty do dat
Look how Dem Ram the dance up with the speaker box
Natty in a corner, Ham a do the hop scotch
Natty in a corner, Ham a do the hop scotch



16 down a bottom 16 uppa top
A so dem a talk in a de barbah shop
Man in a trouser and girls in a frock
Look Por Jaqueline how her knee dem a knock
Bragga dagga Dat sound system get drop a daddy Mighty do dat
Bragga dagga Dat sound system get drop a daddy Mighty do dat

[Chorus]

Come and get your lyric, get your lyric non stop
Sound FI get drop, Smith & Mighty do dat
Sata dem, sata dem, sata dem, sata dem, sata dem
Sata dem, sata dem, sata dem, sata dem, sata dem
Sound get drop, a Smith & Mighty do dat
Look how Dem ram de dance up with de speaker box
16 down a bottom, and 16 uppa top

[Chorus]

Dis ya one design fe lick you flat Pon your back
Whether you de Jill or you be jumping Jack
Mash up de session, and dem pat me pon me back
Mash up de session, and dem pat me pon me back
Promoter wants the next date fe di almanac
Producer beg you mix me pon de 16 track
My people, crowd a people
Tell me people, bound to keep you shankin
My people, crowd a people
Tell me people, bound to keep you shankin

Lyrics of Lamb - B-line(Votel Redux)

B-line

It's in, your eyes
and the way you move
you've got music in yourself
a kind
of glow
like you walk with the heat turned up
so brightly and
Suddenly i see
i go ba-dum ba-dum ba-dum ba-dum
every -time you walk in the room
no escape for me
i go ba-dum ba-dum ba-dum ba-dum
everytime your close to me.
If i could just
compose myself
i would radiate
just the right amount
of cool and heat
and you'd never know
how i tremble
to touch you
Suddenly i see
i go ba-dum ba-dum ba-dum ba-dum
everytime you walk in the room
no escape for me
i go ba-dum ba-dum ba-dum ba-dum
everytime your close to me.
Suddenly i see
i go ba-dum ba-dum ba-dum ba-dum
everytime you walk in the room
no escape for me
i go ba-dum ba-dum ba-dum ba-dum
everytime your close to me.

Lyrics of UB40 - B Line

B-line

Instrumental

Lyrics of Crazy Town - B-Boy 2000

B-boy 2000

This is the last trip
This is the last trip.
CXT KRS-One
Boogie down, Crazy Town.

[Chorus]
I'm a bad ass B-Boy
Two triple O.
A space age hip-hop
Superhero

I rock the block with glocks
And brass knuckles.
A pocket full of weed
And a B-Boy belt buckle.
Space age rage
To rattle your cage
Running amok as we
Fuck up the stage.
Taking hip-hop to a whole new level.
8-0-8 bass over twisted metal.
Shifty, the rebel. Supernatural.
A mac with a pull.
Act a fool. Excalibur
Destroying M.C.'s with my
Vocal algebra.
We got something new for you.
For you to take your ass and move it to.
Hit to lose it to
It's that crazy crew.
Taking you on a ride to the
Other side.
Check it.
Bar codes on freaks
Programmed to freak mode.
Black holes of lost souls,
Let the story be told
I rock a B-Boy stance
'Cause it's time to explode.



[Chorus]

If you ever want to know what time it is,
Compared to what time it isn't,
When you hear KRS in the house
Just run and get our ticket.
Because when you come into the jam,
The party will be kickin'.
All the wic wacs and DJ's in the house,
Jealous, it gets so sickenin'.
Now CXT are some cool guys,
Still getting paid without no ties.
At least no jack and I can't hack it.
When you gonna ask the question why.
I never liked working at Mickey D's,
All my life I got B's and C's.
Down with the crew called BDP
Shifty, and E.P.I.C.
Now when you be?

[Chorus]



Put your mind over matter
Gather 'round the sound
Yeah, gather 'round the sound.
It don't get better, gather
'Round the sound
Come on, gather 'round the sound.
Put your mind over matter
Gather round the sound
Yeah, gather round the sound
It don't get better, gather
'Round the sound
Come on, gather round the sound.

[Chorus]

I roll at light speed
Through space and time
With a boom box of beats
And a book of rhymes.
Cosmo kinetic.
I just don't get it
These fools want to rock
But their rhymes are pathetic
The Epic, digital bliss,
The mega sound
Consists of hard drive bits
Written underground.
Crazy Town rocks so hard,
You'll go berserk
With the sound that travels
Around the universe.
Ill thoughts disperse
We're the first and last,
High class, white trash,
Rolling a classic hovercraft.
In strange days,
The wickedest ways
Become the norm.
But it's far from the norm
When we perform.
Check it.
B-boys make some noise.
Get connected.
Respect it.
You should expect the unexpected.
B-girls reping at the front
Of the show.
I'm a bad ass b-boy two
Triple O.

[Chorus]

Dope thoughts come
When I hear a kick drum
A bass beat transforms
The level of the street
And the lyrics
Boulevard status.
Yo, I'm the baddest
Beach front punks,
They insist I'm the raddest
Thing to ever hit since L.S.D.
Hallucinate while I dominate.
I bring Satan to the table.
When I rock, there is not
A label for it.
Critics adore it.
Homicidal as it gets.
Your wrist slit
When I make suicidal imprints
On your brain.
I induce pain, so I'm insane.
Hell bent burnt you like acid rain.
Extraordinarily, I lyricize,
Specialize.
In body rocking, rapping,
And macking.
Two triple O, I came to get down.
With my clique Crazy Town.
We came to get down.
Yes, yes y'all
We came to get down.

[Chorus]

Put your mind over matter
Gather 'round the sound
Yeah, gather 'round the sound.
It don't get better, gather
'Round the sound
Come on, gather 'round the sound.
Put your mind over matter
Gather 'round the sound
Yeah, gather 'round the sound
It don't get better, gather
'Round the sound
Come on, gather 'round the sound.

CXT
This is the last trip.
This is the last trip

Lyrics of Jump Little Children - B-13

B-13

There is a place for me
far, far away
on a distant moon,
or on a silver screen.
with the perfect life,
where you never die.
you just press rewind.
There is a place for me,
far, far away
on a distant screen,
or on a silver moon.
stolen late one night,
with arms held high,
screaming "take me away."
I could watch you a thousand times,
row b, seat 13.
half a ticket in the silver light.
an entire universe between.
There is a place for me.
far, far away.
someone else's dream.
born in a magazine.
postered over your bed,
put your hands to your head.
screaming "take me away."
I could watch you a thousand times,
row b, seat 13.
half a ticket in the silver light,
an entire universe between.
There is a place for me.
far, far away.
on a distant screen,
or on a silver moon.
with the perfect life,
where you never die.
with the perfect life,
where you never die.
with the perfect life,
where you never die.
you just press rewind.

Lyrics of Xymox - B Who U Wanna B

B Who U Wanna B

SLOW MOTION WHEN MY FEET TOUCH THE GROUND
YOU STOP BELIEVING EVERYTHING WILL BE ALRIGHT
WHEN YOU FACE THE WORLD, YOU'VE GOT TO PAY A CERTAIN PRICE
YOU ARE HORRIFIED, TRANQUILIZED
EVERY SECOND COUNTS

YOU CAN be\t WHO you want to be\t
JUST HOLD ON TO YOUR FANTASY
YOU CAN be\t WHO you want to be\t
JUST LET GO OF REALITY

IF YOU FEEL YOU ARE BLOCKED
BEGIN WITH YOURSELF, FACING UP
WHATEVER IT TAKES, LOOK INSIDE
NO MATTER WHAT IT TAKES
BLANK OUT TIME AND SPACE AND FEEL
ALL CONNECTIONS FLOW INTO PLACE
YOU HAVE A CHOICE, A NEW BEGINNING

YOU CAN be\t WHO you want to be\t
JUST HOLD ON TO YOUR FANTASY
YOU CAN be\t WHO you want to be\t
JUST LET GO OF REALITY



THERE IS SAFETY IN DERISION
I TALK ABOUT MY VISION
THE TROUBLE OF DEFECTION
THE COMFORT OF AFFECTION
WIEGH ME DOWN AND NOT A DAY
EXPERIENCE RECALLED
MY MIND APPALLED
WHAT DO WE KNOW
WHAT DO WE SHOW
IS THERE SOMETHING TO BE SAID ?

HIT THE GROUND, NOT A SOUND
IS STRONG ENOUGH TO LIFT ME UP
PUT ME DOWN, FIX ME UP
LOVE WILL HOLD IT
LOVE WILL HOLD IT

DROPPING OUT OF SKY AND ROCK
DRUGGED BY LOVE, A SYSTEM SHOCK
CATCH ME UP, 'cause TIME WILL TELL
IF LOVE WILL HOLD IT
LOVE WILL HOLD IT
LOVE WILL HOLD IT

HUSH, I LOST MY THEME
OF ORIGINAL SIN
EXTREMITIES. REALITY
LEAVE THE THINGS THAT SEEM
DROPPING OUT OF SKY AND ROCK
DRUGGED BY LOVE, IN STATE OF SHOCK
DISTORTED DAYS, DISTORTED WAYS
NOT WORTH THINGING OF
DROPPING UOT OF SKY AND ROCK
DRUGGED BY LOVE IN A STATE OF SHOCK
LOVE WILL HOLD IT
LOVE WILL HOLD IT

Lyrics of B Train (Explicit)

B Train

All aboard!
All the whores!

[Chorus]
Yo, we came to take shit to the next stage!
And all ya mothafuckas, y'all betta be brave!
'Cause its that new shit
Exclusive! Jungle and Wiz!
Ruthless my nigga, straight out the brig

What's happenin', comrade, you ready for combat
There ain't no turnin' back with guns and cardiacs
I watch my money stack and pop it like that
I broke a nigga back with a baseball bat!
I crack ya fucking skull, you'll need a body bag
Ya family mad and sad, I'll be glad
I'll cause ya laid out, in a bloodbath
Sneak attack with the ski mask and the mac!

See I got no gun range
I got the block man
I test my gun aim on soggy Cornflakes
I got no love it's all pain
Y'all muthafuckas don't want to bang with my gang
And all these bitches over here want to give a nigga brains
Got the stainless talk
Police searchin' the Range
They want to war when I'm doin' my thang
I got ice on, chains and rings and things
If you don't smoke purple, you can't hang



Is you a Braveheart to the graveyard?
Ah, lets get this mothafucking paper
Is you a Braveheart?
To the graveyard!

Ah, lets get this money now, not late
'Cause its the B-Train (the B-Train)

All the whores, all the whores!
The B-Train, the B-Train

Ayo, I don't stop, fuck the cops
Body drops in the hood
Guns shots, pop a lot
Get the cash if you could
I'm in the shade when the coke is cookin'
I got hoes in L-A to down field Brooklyn
Jungles the king of ballas and Queens
I got a little ice on my pinky ring
Money on my mind
The hands on the nine
Understand my nigga, its all about crime



While the blocks full of money and gettas
That know the difference between shootas and hittas
Buyers and sellers
Buyers and tellers
No one guessin', investin' it up with a big weapon
Wait till I catch his lil face, I'ma step in
And all these brave niggaz got you in a daze
No one stoopin' all the bitches gettin' paid
I like that
Ill Will
Bring it back, Q-B to the death
All these otha niggaz is whack
'Cause its the B-Train (the B-Train)

All the whores, all the whores!
The B-Train, the B-Train

Lyrics of Public Enemy - B-Side Wins Again (Fear of a Black Planet)

B Side Wins Again

So here we go y'all
Little by little you know
We got the power
And the knowledge to move 'em
And still rock
A super song for the 'cause so
Feel the load on your brain for the episode
And we just begun, it's number one y'all
Brother Black, the B is back
So check it out

And 'ya don't, I won't, if 'ya still, I will
Take 3 jams and hold 'em, this what I told 'em
To rock the other side, the sucker lied
Said he would shock but never tried, and so I
Took 'em away, I never stayed y'all
Called the Flavor Flav to make another record
To get played
He made a jam to get you stammed
Back to back in the place where the suckers are basin'
Whatever it takes to make it hardcore
We gonna roll it raw
That's what you but it for, c'mon
You roll in your ride, the DJ decides
To play it on the radio
The A side
He gives it a try
But never gives it a try
And the people request the best
On the be\t side



Food for the brain, beats for the feet
People on the dance floor
Never claimin' a receipt
Had a good time rockin', rollin' on the go rhyme
The rhythm supplied by the superior be\t side
They had to twist and turn and shout
Turn the jam out, getcha' ready now, c'mon
The situation put you in
To where you're sweatin' in
Hysterical B side, c'mon inside
Request the best to give a test
And never give a rest
Your guess is good as my guess
And while I'm guessin' your guessin', yo listen this is
A DJ to play to give a lesson
And his name is Terminator X



And the sucker on the right gets cynical
'Cause the record's to the left and political
And you search the stores
Attack the racks with your claws
For the rebels without a pause
'Cause the B side
Wins again, again, again
Yo Black, some of you are all in
To make sure the crowd
Get loud wit' it on the dance floor
'Cause the B is pure sure
You never knew the crowd was this hype
But you thought we was that type
To start a riot, we ain't quiet
Kickin' a thunderstorm with a song
Why would we dare you to come along
Pump up the music, pump the sound
Once again we gonna do it like this now
And while I'm throwin', you're goin'
And you know it's time for man on a mission
To listen 'cause he's in the house
He's Terminator X

Lyrics of Gil Scott-Heron - B-Movie

B Movie

Well, the first thing i want to say is…”mandate my ass!”
Because it seems as though we've been convinced that 26% of the registered voters, not even 26% of the american people, but 26% of the registered voters form a mandate – or a landslide. 21% voted for skippy and 3, 4% voted for somebody else who might have been running.

but, oh yeah, i remember. in this year that we have now declared the year from shogun to reagan, i remember what i said about reagan…meant it. acted like an actor…hollyweird. acted like a liberal. acted like general franco when he acted like governor of california, then he acted like a republican. then he acted like somebody was going to vote for him for president. and now we act like 26% of the registered voters is actually a mandate. we're all actors in this i suppose.

what has happened is that in the last 20 years, america has changed from a producer to a consumer. and all consumers know that when the producer names the tune…the consumer has got to dance. that's the way it is. we used to be a producer – very inflexible at that, and now we are consumers and, finding it difficult to understand. natural resources and minerals will change your world. the arabs used to be in the 3rd world. they have bought the 2nd world and put a firm down payment on the 1st one. controlling your resources we'll control your world. this country has been surprised by the way the world looks now. they don't know if they want to be matt dillon or bob dylan. they don't know if they want to be diplomats or continue the same policy - of nuclear nightmare diplomacy. john foster dulles ain't nothing but the name of an airport now.

the idea concerns the fact that this country wants nostalgia. they want to go back as far as they can – even if it's only as far as last week. not to face now or tomorrow, but to face backwards. and yesterday was the day of our cinema heroes riding to the rescue at the last possible moment. the day of the man in the white hat or the man on the white horse - or the man who always came to save america at the last moment – someone always came to save america at the last moment – especially in “b” movies. and when america found itself having a hard time facing the future, they looked for people like john wayne. but since john wayne was no longer available, they settled for ronald reagan – and it has placed us in a situation that we can only look at – like a “b” movie.

come with us back to those inglorious days when heroes weren't zeros. before fair was square. when the cavalry came straight away and all-american men were like hemingway to the days of the wondrous “b” movie. the producer underwritten by all the millionaires necessary will be casper “the defensive” weinberger – no more animated choice is available. the director will be attila the haig, running around frantically declaring himself in control and in charge. the ultimate realization of the inmates taking over at the asylum. the screenplay will be adapted from the book called “voodoo economics” by george “papa doc” bush. music by the “village people” the very military "macho man."

“company!!!”
“macho, macho man!”
“ two-three-four.”
“ he likes to be – well, you get the point.”
“huuut! your left! your left! your left…right, left, right, left, right…!”

a theme song for saber-rallying and selling wars door-to-door. remember, we're looking for the closest thing we can find to john wayne. clichés abound like kangaroos – courtesy of some spaced out marlin perkins, a reagan contemporary. clichés like, “itchy trigger finger” and “tall in the saddle” and “riding off or on into the sunset.” clichés like, “get off of my planet by sundown!” more so than clichés like, “he died with his boots on.” marine tough the man is. bogart tough the man is. cagney tough the man is. hollywood tough the man is. cheap stick tough. and bonzo's substantial. the ultimate in synthetic selling: a madison avenue masterpiece – a miracle – a cotton-candy politician…presto! macho!

“macho, macho man!”

put your orders in america. and quick as kodak your leaders duplicate with the accent being on the nukes - cause all of a sudden we have fallen prey to selective amnesia - remembering what we want to remember and forgetting what we choose to forget. all of a sudden, the man who called for a blood bath on our college campuses is supposed to be dudley “god-damn” do-right?

“you go give them liberals hell ronnie.” that was the mandate. to the new “captain bly” on the new ship of fools. it was doubtlessly based on his chameleon performance of the past - as a liberal democrat – as the head of the studio actor's guild. when other celluloid saviors were cringing in terror from mccarthy – ron stood tall. it goes all the way back from hollywood to hillbilly. from liberal to libelous, from “bonzo” to birch idol…born again. civil rights, women's rights, gay rights…it's all wrong. call in the cavalry to disrupt this perception of freedom gone wild. god damn it…first one wants freedom, then the whole damn world wants freedom.

nostalgia, that's what we want…the good ol' days…when we gave'em hell. when the buck stopped somewhere and you could still buy something with it. to a time when movies were in black and white – and so was everything else. even if we go back to the campaign trail, before six-gun ron shot off his face and developed hoof-in-mouth. before the free press went down before full-court press. and were reluctant to review the menu because they knew the only thing available was – crow.

lon chaney, our man of a thousand faces - no match for ron. doug henning does the make-up - special effects from grecian formula 16 and crazy glue. transportation furnished by the david rockefeller of remote control company. their slogan is, “why wait for 1984? you can panic now...and avoid the rush.”

so much for the good news…

as wall street goes, so goes the nation. and here's a look at the closing numbers – racism's up, human rights are down, peace is shaky, war items are hot - the house claims all ties. jobs are down, money is scarce – and common sense is at an all-time low on heavy trading. movies were looking better than ever and now no one is looking because, we're starring in a “b” movie. and we would rather had john wayne…we would rather had john wayne.

"you don't need to be in no hurry.
you ain't never really got to worry.
and you don't need to check on how you feel.
just keep repeating that none of this is real.
and if you're sensing, that something's wrong,
well just remember, that it won't be too long
before the director cuts the scene…yea."

“this ain't really your life,
ain't really your life,
ain't really ain't nothing but a movie.”

[refrain repeated about 25 times or more in an apocalyptic crescendo with a military cadence.]

“this ain't really your life,
ain't really your life,
ain't really ain't nothing but a movie.”

Lyrics of The Hives - B is for Brutus

B Is For Brutus

Hear them saying that a lot is a lot
You think it's all that matters
You've done your math well
You checked the figures

You've done your math tell
Who is the bigger
Man can't explain it but you got a hunch
Well, that's always something

Climb up the ladder
Step up a notch
Climb up the ladder then
See what you got

But if you do it, do it good, Brutus
Real good!
Like a little man should!
Did your homework and you worked the mob

Because it's all you can do
Tried for a lot still you have a little
What happened mister you couldn't figure
Out of the rut you still can't get it right



Can't get a lot for a little?
You keep on trying and you end up in the middle
Had an enigma ended up with a riddle
But if you do it, do it good, Brutus

REAL GOOD
Like a little man SHOULD
Rewind and look at what you got
Had ambition but you lost the plot

Judas Brutus Quisling time has come to do
What's expected of you

Lyrics of Gob - B Flat

B Flat

I'd like to hang out with you before class
I'd like get close to you; you're a gas
I don't want to be your friend, want to be a friend;
I don't want to be your friend
I'd like to walk home with you after school; I'll hold your books
I'd like to hang out with you cause your cool
I don't want to be your friend, want to be a friend;
I don't want to be a friend

Girlfriend
I'd like to hang out with you before class,
I told my plan
If you bend over I might kick your ass
I don't want to be your friend, want to be a friend;
I don't want to be a friend
I don't want to be your friend, want to be a friend;
I don't want to be a friend

Lyrics of Capone-N-Noreaga - B Ez (feat. Nas)

B Ez

(nas talking)
i heard that nigga capone's home yo...word to motha..that nigga nore'
doin' his mothafuckin' thing...thugged out
entertainment...knowwhati'msayin'?, niggas still in the streets...ill
will, braveheart nigga, there's a thin line between streets and
business..so we gotta have balance and be easy...
Verse 1: (nas)
i heard you fags wanna catch me off guard
put tecks to my heart, the death of escobar
under your breath, whispers in the dark
i hear it 'cause the street ain't loyal to choose sides
prepare for the beef, whoever lose dies
rich and i'm thuggin'
i can't trust nothin', this bitch that i'm fuckin'
this clip that i'm bustin' could jam in my fist
look at my hand, finger pussy with expensive rings
cut coke cookies, wrote poetry
and broke noses b.
the voice from heaven
i'm god sent, of course a legend
this is part 1, speak my sermon, the hood reverand
blunted eyes red
c-class, a hundred times five red
cd's blast, speed fast, haters drop dead
i'm gorgeous
black goddess flip the arm rest, flip the cordless
her body stacks the best, ass is flawless
finally the long awaited shit, ghetto people
the sequel
nas, cnn, nobody's equal.
Chorus
yo, be easy
keep the club off the heezy
straight thugs in the back, drink creezy
be easy, but we still smoke treezy
see us rippin' the shows with thugged eezy.
Verse 2: (capone)
niggas picked me the boss
ricky ross
lex two-fifty horse power, click and devour the source
if it's flour then swallow your loss
i cock fours, kick in poppi's doors
all for the cash and the cause
niggas break big fractions of laws
so what, we got it sewn up, smack every cat on the board
i speak the truth, guns spit at you, shakin' my palm
it's pitiful, wavin' my wand
the don, a hundred follow me like farrakhan
chasin' my henny, embrace benny's
it's quite frank, my niggas 'll kill, never waste a penny
money stay well invested
feel the weight on my necklace
when death is too close flip the next shit
thug the game out
bust biscuits, pull the range out
public enemy, queensbridge where i hang out
sweet scent of weed i wear like a fragrance
my energy's kinetic, mind power type ancient.
Chorus
Verse 3: (noreaga)
i see death through the corner, die, kingdom come
six 500's, pull up right in front of the slum
sticky green fingers soldiers of the great god
clarence spoke to the poor but he lived in oz
an ill hook like roy jones, i'm a street corner bastard
and crush weed with the hashish
bandana head dome wrapped
caddy trucks with the grills and the chrome snaps
i'm on point like al sharpton, come peep the m.u. marksman
the s-class is shittin' on your weak datsun
graffiti written on the bible, my life is wicked
i see dead corpses, and rolls royces
put your heart on your lap, listen you hear voices
my whole persona is the drama and to smoke skama
i can lift it up, willy what in front of your slut
money bustin out my pocket, your bank is stopped
Chorus

Lyrics of NATE DOGG-BECAUSE I GOT A GIRL

B Cuz I Got A Girl

When the cats awake
The mice will play
Thats what the people say
All i know is doggs play anyways
Cuz i play everyday
You do it too dont lie
Soon as you're out my site
I seen you creepin by
While i was creepin mine
While i was checkin out
I saw you checkin in
I shoulda knocked you out
But i was with your friend

X2
Because i got a girl dont mean we can't talk
Because i got a girl, dont mean i wont break you off
X4
(come on) come on girl let me heed it
(come on) meet me at the deli thats if you're weeded

Back in the days i used to like bitches

But i tell you nowadays bitches ain't shit
And if you wonder why i say this
I've had a few bitches and bitches think they slick
Runnin around, playin all my niggaz
Trying to split a brother from his grip
Got all these bustaz watchin me
But i tell you right now hoe, i dont slip
I'd like to give a shout out to my favorite girl
But i wont you know why, because she's a trick
And if i give a shout out to a sneaky bitch
I got to give a shout to the nigga she's sneakin with
(and all my homeys say)

(chorus x4)
Because i got a girl, dont mean we can't talk
(come on girl let me heed it)
Because i got a girl, dont mean i wont break you off
(meet me at the deli thats if you're weeded)
(x4)
Come on girl let me heed it
Meet me at the deli thats if you're weeded

Cuz i have never met a girl
That i love in the whole wide world

Lyrics of Mos Def -1998 -Mos Def & Talib Kweli - B Boys Will B Boys

B Boys Will B Boys

Yo yo, yo, whats up, yo yo
Yo yo, we gonna, we gonna slow it down
So we can speed it up y'all
Right now I want everybody come to the front
That's right, move forward
I want all the poppers and the breakers, to form this circle
I want all the poppers and the breakers
The writers and the exciters, to get in this circle
And make it real live yo
'Cause I'm seeing too many stars up in here tonight yo
I'm seeing the Rock Steady Crew
I'm seeing Ken Swift, I'm seeing Mr. Wiggles
I'm seeing Modesho, I'm seeing Crazy Legs
Man I'm seeing the Zulu Nation up in here
I'm seeing the Rawkus family, Shabaam Shadeeq, Company Flow
Menelik, I'm seein G-ology, Shawn J. Period
Man this the Black Star movement
Mos Def, Talib Kweli we gon' keep it live
For the B boys and be girls universally
Rock Steady Japan, Rock Steady Europe
Rock Steady New York, yo we just gonna keep it live
All over the world, get live



Party people, in the place to be
My name is Talib Kweli
Yo, I got my man on the side of me
Mos Def-initely, and we, are

(Fresh) Black Star
(Fresh) G Young
(Fresh) Hi-Tek
(Fresh) Native Tongue
(Fresh) Shawn J.
(Fresh) Eighty-eight
(Fresh) Ninety-eight
We bout to motivate, come on y'all

Here's a little story that must be told
(About two young brothers who was put on hold)
They tried to stop the goal
(We on a spiritual plane)
Tried to kill the pride
(And destroy the name)
We just two bad brothers
(Who will never quit)
I'm Mos Def
(Kweli (We the ultimate))
Make sure that you tell
(Everybody you know)
To get on line
(Take a ride)
To the Black Star show!
(Black Star)
Shining
(Shining, we in the house)
Shining
(Shining, we in the house y'all)
(Black Star)
Shining
(Shining, we in the house)
Shining
(Shining, we in the house y'all)
(Black Star)
Shining
(Shining, we in the house)
Shining
(Shining, we in the house y'all)
(Black Star)
Shining
(Shining, we in the house)
Shining
(Shining, we in the house y'all)

Lyrics of Mos Def -1998 -Mos Def & Talib Kweli - B Boys Will B Boys

B Boys Will B Boys

Yo yo, yo, whats up, yo yo
Yo yo, we gonna, we gonna slow it down
So we can speed it up y'all
Right now I want everybody come to the front
That's right, move forward
I want all the poppers and the breakers, to form this circle
I want all the poppers and the breakers
The writers and the exciters, to get in this circle
And make it real live yo
'Cause I'm seeing too many stars up in here tonight yo
I'm seeing the Rock Steady Crew
I'm seeing Ken Swift, I'm seeing Mr. Wiggles
I'm seeing Modesho, I'm seeing Crazy Legs
Man I'm seeing the Zulu Nation up in here
I'm seeing the Rawkus family, Shabaam Shadeeq, Company Flow
Menelik, I'm seein G-ology, Shawn J. Period
Man this the Black Star movement
Mos Def, Talib Kweli we gon' keep it live
For the B boys and be girls universally
Rock Steady Japan, Rock Steady Europe
Rock Steady New York, yo we just gonna keep it live
All over the world, get live



Party people, in the place to be
My name is Talib Kweli
Yo, I got my man on the side of me
Mos Def-initely, and we, are

(Fresh) Black Star
(Fresh) G Young
(Fresh) Hi-Tek
(Fresh) Native Tongue
(Fresh) Shawn J.
(Fresh) Eighty-eight
(Fresh) Ninety-eight
We bout to motivate, come on y'all

Here's a little story that must be told
(About two young brothers who was put on hold)
They tried to stop the goal
(We on a spiritual plane)
Tried to kill the pride
(And destroy the name)
We just two bad brothers
(Who will never quit)
I'm Mos Def
(Kweli (We the ultimate))
Make sure that you tell
(Everybody you know)
To get on line
(Take a ride)
To the Black Star show!
(Black Star)
Shining
(Shining, we in the house)
Shining
(Shining, we in the house y'all)
(Black Star)
Shining
(Shining, we in the house)
Shining
(Shining, we in the house y'all)
(Black Star)
Shining
(Shining, we in the house)
Shining
(Shining, we in the house y'all)
(Black Star)
Shining
(Shining, we in the house)
Shining
(Shining, we in the house y'all)

Lyrics of 04. Bboy theme - Lootpack

B Boy Theme

Why is it ladies only out for money?
Brothers only out to get hoes?
If you really want to rock it with me
If you wanna hear a brother kick flows
Participate!
Ladies let me hear you say "ow"
Brothers let me hear you say "ho"
Everybody in the house say "lp"
If you're on the east or the west coast
Believe that!
What i don't understand is when lootpack steps in the jam
Brothers wanna bob their head but somehow cannot slam
Sometimes i can relate, but i cannot take
Paying ten dollars just to watch no one participate
I think to myself, "lootpack, make that crowd lift,
Make that crowd jump up to your surround gift"
But before i bust a mic check this loud teen
Attempts to pick-pocket the mic from jack in front of the scene
As i come with frustration and coordination
My crew gets in attack formation and takes 'em out

Lyrics of The Great Hunger:The Life & Songs Of Shane MacGowan (Complete Version)

A Christmas Lullaby

It seems like a freeze out
it seems like a freize
stumbling i fell down
and prayed on my knees
the ice wagon's coming
to pick up the stiffs
had a chat with an old one
he was gone in a jiff
and santa and his reindeer
jumped over the moon
so hush little child
santa's coming here soon
Tura lura luray
tura lura lie
tura lura luray
it's a christmas lullaby
tura lura luray
tura lura lie
tura lura luray
it's a christmas lullaby
I hope you grow up angry
just like your dear old dad
i hope you grow up brave and strong
not like me - all weak and sad
you said "daddy, daddy,
you're stinking of booze"
i kissed him and said, "kid,
i was born to lose.
but you have a future
and a big one to say
and i hope you'll remember
all the love that i gave."
Tura lura luray
tura lura lie
tura lura luray
it's a christmas lullaby
tura lura luray
tura lura lie
tura lura luray
it's a christmas lullaby
Heres to all the little kids
who haven't got no clothes
heres to all the little kids
who haven't got no homes
it's christmas time in palastine
it's christmas in beirut
they're scrapping 'round for rice
not for tutti fruits
and the christmas lights, they blew up
now the 'lecky's all gone dead
i look like a coal miner
and i've a pain inside my head
Tura lura luray
tura lura lie
tura lura luray
it's a christmas lullaby
tura lura luray
tura lura lie
tura lura luray
it's a christmas lullaby
Tura lura luray
tura lura lie
tura lura luray
it's a christmas lullaby
tura lura luray
tura lura lie
tura lura luray
it's a christmas lullaby
[the chorus for the song is stolen from "tura lura luray (that's an irish lullaby)" written by james royce shannon. van morrison has performed it with the band on their album "the last waltz".]

Lyrics of B - Pinback

B

upload the sound from the telephone line.
its down periscope better cover your eyes
they burned down the station so long ago,
that a rotting corpes qualifies as a show.

well play that one later.
they've launched their antenna claws.
called in a favor while you're choking on their tentacles.
you're falling asleep.
don't look behind the curtain.
you're falling asleep.
look in the spinning line.

oh my goodness! oh my goodness!
rumbly in my tumbly and its bad for business.
psycopathetic audio hum.
sich-a-pathic stereo drone.
when you can't put your finger on what's gone wrong,
but you can fall asleep without the television on.
there's a sound in my head that won't go off.
buzzing in my head and it won't turn off.



well play that one later.
they've launched their antenna claws.
called in a favor while you're choking on their tentacles.
you're falling asleep.
don't look behind the curtain.
you're falling asleep.
look in the spinning line.

play that around.
play that around.
play that around.

mommas tell your babies
not to rest inside your will.
kids in refrigerators won't scratch their way at and never will.
it's in their way
it's in the choice you make forced or mistake.
it's in the way you're will
not break.
whether you're right or wrong.
not break.

well play that one later.
they've launched their antenna claws.
called in a favor while you're choking on their tentacles.
you're falling asleep.
don't worry about the curtain.
you're falling asleep.
look in the spinning line.

you're falling asleep.
don't worry about the curtain.
you're falling asleep.
you're look in the spinning line...

Lyrics of Matthew Spoke - Founder of Aion

Azure Landscapes

I fly over the earth very high
the sky vanishes, like mist, melts away
the colours change the the universe's image
i love this state, this hue of life
i lower the flight, sky opens it's gateway
i enter the legends' and the myths' ground
a glimpse of the answer - i do not believe
azureis gateway shuts ordering to leave
highest i am, with this splendid colour
there is no secret, mysteryis in here
i know the all azure landscapes' stories
i bear on the earth the expected news
the expected news [x2]

Lyrics of Crimson Glory "Azrael"

Azrael

Never been in the hell before
Now I'm falling, falling
Heaven's behind the door
And they're calling me again
Hidden beyond the light
And the darkness finds me
Help me escape tonight
Oh, I must find Azrael

I am the darkness
Hiding within your mind
Walking beside you

I lock the gates to hell
I toll the final bell
I am forever

I am the blinding light
Probing the endless night
There's no escaping me

Wake in your darkest dreams
Go ahead and try to scream
No one can hear you now

Stare in the raven's eye
Your time has come to die
Welcome to my world

Stand at the end of space
Reach out to touch my face
I am omega



Azrael

I hold the lion's mane
I come in crimson rain
Purging the dark sky

I am the master
Guide to your chosen fate
I am Valhalla

Azrael, angel of mercy
Azrael, angel of mercy
Yeah

Beware my eyes I'll find you
And see into your heart
And if you hold the evil
I'll rip you all apart
I'll cast your soul to Satan
Die by holy fire
Rise and stand before me
Burning on the pyre. Burn.

Fly on the wings of glory
Burn in the depths of hell
Your life creates the doorway
Death holds the key

Azrael, angel of mercy
Azrael, angel of mercy
Azrael, angel of mercy
Azrael, angel of mercy
Yeah

Lyrics of AZ - Aziatic (Outro)

Aziatic Outro

Yeah, yeah
realism of life in actuality
uh huh,
yeah
i wanna tell you
uh huh
fuck who's the baddest , only the real could relate
bigboys,
nothing changed, they know
the players of the game
realism of life in actually
the pioneers
i wanna tell you
this is the essence right here
fuck who's the baddest, only the real could relate
aziatic,
nothing changed, they know
i rep pure realness younahmean?
i wanna tell you
for the deceased, and those still carrying the torch
hold your head though, ya heard?
once again
i wanna tell you
realism of life in actuality
i wanna tell you
fuck who's the baddest, only the real could relate
nothing changed, they know
realism of life in actually
I know, it get kinda hard sometimes
we all looking for some kind of, outlet
to plug into, but ahh,
From the corners of street, in every hood and every ghetto
every hood
i'm the proof of what could be, if you try
if you wanna try
it's on you
all the haters wanna see,
uh uhn
a niggas life in misery
uh uhn
but i'ma keep on doing me, 'til i die
Handcuffed by the wrist and tied in the feet, so stressed
wish that i could die in my sleep
and lord knows, thru his grace i done tried it wit peace
but it's like niggas ain't happy 'til they find me deceased
feel the grief, of a street, nigga that turned to rap
and just applied everything that he learned from crack
i'm in now, it's life ain't no turning back, it been foul
so what kinda concerns is that
peep the signs of the eyes 'cuz it tell it all
one of the few in the streets that was selling it raw
made mistakes, but it made me intelligent more
and how i move, you could still look and tell i was poor
how can the hate from another man stop my flow
that's like another pimp thinking he can knock my hoe
i'm here now, just trying to copp and blow, couple of cars and lot's of doe
From the corners of street, in every hood and every ghetto
i'm the proof of what could be, if you try
if you wanna try
all the haters wanna see
a niggas life in misery
but i'ma keep on doing me, 'til i die
One by one, seen 'em rise, seen 'em fall, you seen one nigga ball
you done seen 'em all
even standup niggas seen 'em lean and crawl
what makes a man wanna fiend for more
life itself is more than a trial or a quest
intelligent wise, it's like i done ran with the best
and very rarely, you can catch me casually - dressed
i'm more relaxed in a hat and some sweats
doing me, been amongst some of the street's most strongest men
around for months then they gone again
incarcerated, penalized for the love of they acts
criminals, cold-hearted, now what's fucing wit that?
where we at? hit inside of a life that's rarely exposed
spoken in codes for the killers that daily'll dose
get yours, hit a quota then get indoors, get legit
then hit them stores
From the corners of street, in every hood and every ghetto
i'm the proof of what could be, if you try
if you wanna try
all the haters wanna see
a niggas life in misery
but i'ma keep on doing me, 'til i die
So now it's on y'all, could see, i figured it out
only a few could say that they been in my house
and caroused at my wall color, blend with my couch
i'm as low as you can go in the south
when it's too deep, it's hard for the mind to relate
some say i'm too street and way too involved wit the snakes
what make a man bigger that life, i'm twice his age
understand i'm a sinner but i'm nice some ways
knee deep in what i speak 'cuz i spit the truth
i become angelic when i sit in the booth
just a thought of all the ill sh*t that lurk in streets
how can another real nigga wanna work wit police
bad enough you got thiefs and the beef is rough
i took an oath just to smoke, eat, sleep and fuck
knowledge of self, i'ma do this regardless of wealth
regardless of how the deck and how the cards get dealth
From the corners of street, in every hood and every ghetto
i'm the proof of what could be, if you try
if you wanna try
all the haters wanna see
a niggas life in misery
but i'ma keep on doing me, 'til i die

Lyrics of La The Darkman feat. Raekwon - Az The World Turnz

Az The World Turnz (album Version)

Featuring raekwon

[intro: la the darkman (raekwon)]
Word up. la the dark' and chef.
(true. let's get it right.)
Aiyyo. fourth.
(let's get it right like white.)
Burning that ass. sniff it up.
(you know how we go kid.)
Like a hound on dope.
(yeah. yeah.)
Word. word life. la the dark'.
Big up to my many buck buck.

Don't sweat that.
(what up son.)
It's all good.
(check it. check it.)

[raekwon]
Yo, yo, yo, yo
Aiyyo la, whats up son
Aiyyo, you read the papers
2 columbian niggaz hit these funny niggaz
A heavy routine, chevy, yukon green
Had crazy coke up in that piece by all means

[la the darkman]
The kids was mad flonting, rae', it had to go down
Killers be coming for your neck, when you wearing a crown
4-5's and ak's, kids ready to spray
The cats got nine lives from around my way
Timb boots and dough galore, two techs by the door
So, when the po-po come, i can take them to war

[raekwon]
Same subject, techs and royalty checks
Plus marketing the drugs, equal mad respect
I gotta get mine, blast mad nines on a regular
Fake competitor or player, i mean this maker

[la the darkman]
Who's the rap mayor, its me, i be the slayer
The dark's in the realm, you contemplate your prayers
Meteorite or clips hitting in the 9-5th
All you yapping mc's, like pancakes you get flipped
I got a thirty shot clip at the grip of the hip
I'm a mad av. warrior, young tale from the crypt, kid

[chorus: raekwon, (la the darkman)]
As the world goes round yo the same is the same
(same junkies on the corners shooting shit in their vein)
Whats the deal, black man must rise up to the top
(representing darkman with this real hip hop)

[interlude: raekwon, (la the darkman)]
And you don't stop (and you don't stop)
Yeah! (and you can't stop) and you can't stop
(word up! word drop that style)

[la the darkman]
You only live once, execute your dreams
A third real triple beam, weighed out my scheme
For the cream, my sold cracks, never could relax
Now build with wu-tang, spitting lyrical facts
Young black mad bastard from the concrete street
And never leave the land without strapping my heat
Keep peace and don't beef, word life tariff
I stole the million dollar show cuz i'm that dark thief
La, dark gold spark, ready to rip you apart
I was born with a gold shield over my heart
So, don't start none, it won't be none
I'm dominating the screen, my reign just begun
I got raw and uncut for the kids doing the biz
You can't figure my physical like a pyramid
I'm that wicked dark star, may la now ride
I switch to warp space 5 like the starship enterprise
Shy...

[chorus to fade]

Lyrics of Baccara - Ay, Ay Sailor (ZDF IFA 24.8.1979) (VOD)

Ay, Ay, Sailor

I thought I loved a tailor man,
Until I saw the sailor man
About twice the size of me, and also strong
He put my heart in such a mess
Until I heard myself say yes
When he asked me if I will sail along

Ay, ay sailor, or my my sailor
You sure done something to me
Bye, bye tailor, goodbye bye tailor
Let go I've got to be free

I want to sail away with him,
That's where I love to be
Along with my, my sailor
So ay, ay sailor
You know I joined you at sea

I used to leave a normal day
And always walked the easy way
And I have planned to spend my life assure
He'll take me to another world
Of which I've only read and heard
And we will sail what's left for ever more



Ay, ay sailor, Or my my sailor
You sure done something to me
Bye bye tailor, Goodbye bye tailor
Let go I've got to be free

I want to sail away with him
That's where I love to be
Along with my my sailor
So ay ay sailor
You know I joined you at sea

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ohohohoh
A sailor or tailor
A tailor or sailor
A sailor or tailor
A tailor
Ayy say
Ay, ay sailor!

Ay, ay sailor, or my my sailor
You sure done something to me
Bye bye tailor, goodbye bye tailor
Let go I've got to be free

I want to sail away with him
Out on the lonely sea
To tiny isle that's in the sun
That's where I love to be

Ay ay sailor, or my my sailor
You sure done something to me
Bye bye tailor, goodbye bye tailor
Let go I've got to be free

I want to sail away with him
Upon the lonely sea
To tiny isle that's in the sun
That's where I love to beeeeeee

Ay ay sailor, or my my sailor
You sure done something to me
My, my sailor, so ay ay sailor
You know I joined you at sea.

Lyrics of Axtion - Your Numbers Up (1985)

Axtion

Well you've heard the songs of heaven
and you know the songs of hell
but do you know which kind of lover
has you under her spell?
is she a princess, a whore, or a black-lace bitch?
as a sacrifice you'll rise, when she goes down!
[chorus:]
black lace queen, lover from hell!
can't wait to get you behind closed doors
then the axe comes down, your head spinnin' round
then the axe comes down, on you!
she's a maneater, a mean mistreater
and let me put you wise, she has the devil's eyes
she's got a body that will drive you wild
oh what a way to die!

[chorus:]
black lace queen, lover from hell!
can't wait to get you behind closed doors
then the axe comes down, your head spinnin' round
then the axe comes down, on you!
she's a huntress on the prowl, her love will make you howl
and your demise awaits between her silken thighs
her appetite is endless,
and you won't stand a chance if she gets her claws in you!
[chorus:]
black lace queen, lover from hell!
can't wait to get you behind closed doors
then the axe comes down, your head spinnin' round
then the axe comes down, on you!

Lyrics of SR-71 - Axl Rose

Axl Rose

What is it that makes me just a little bit queasy?
There´s a breeze that makes my breathing not so easy
I´ve had my lungs checked out with x rays
I´ve smelled the hospital hallways

Someday i´ll have a disappearing hairline
Someday i´ll wear pyjamas in the daytime

Times when the day is like a play by sartre
When it seems a bookburning´s in perfect order
I gave the doctor my description
I´ve tried to stick my prescriptions

Someday i´ll have a disappearing hairline
Someday i´ll wear pyjamas in the daytime

Afternoons will be measured out
Measured out, measured with
Coffeespoons and t.s. eliot

Maybe if i could do a play-by playback
I could change the test results that i will get back
I´ve watched the summer evenings pass by
I´ve heard the rattle in my bronchi...

Someday i´ll have a disappearing hairline
Someday i´ll wear pyjamas in the daytime

Afternoons will be measured out
Measured out, measured with
Coffeespoons and t.s. eliot (2x)

Lyrics of Rancid-Axiom

Axiom

On the cusp of an explosion
I answer with evil that's the way that I play it
Street Turks multiple confusions
I gnash spit
I grind my teeth
Got a gun and a knife
Staring back at you
No security force or vigilante's
Overweight ego can dethrone me
Ostracized if not otherwise
Left to my own device you'll surly see
Got a gun and a knife
Staring back at you
Got a gun and a knife
Staring back at you

Lyrics of Amebix-Axeman

Axeman

Lock up your children the axeman is coming
Lock up your children the axeman is coming
Lock up your children the axeman is running
Lock up your children he's here!

He's coming slaughter!

Is he from the army or the S.A.S.?
Rejected and shunned, left out on his own
The skills he acquired are put to the test
The tearing of flesh and the pulping of bone!

He's coming slaughter!

It's late and it's dark but one walks the streets
An axe in his hand, no glint in his eye
This mindless machine, he butcher, you meat!
Calm and collected, but twisted inside!

He is here! Slaughter!

Lyrics of Alkaholiks - Aww Shit

Aww Shit

Chorus: tash
Now when you see me gettin drunk it's like "aww shit!"
When you hear this likwid funk it's like "aww shit!"
When i'm pushin through the crowd it's like "aww shit!"
There goes catashtrophe, tha alkahol-iks
Verse one: tash
Now my objective with this rhymin is to take words and bounce em
And twist em up so bad that wack mc's can't pronounce em
Just to show ya how we house em from the westside of thangs
(killa cali motherfuckers) where the gangbangers hang
The l dot a dot crenshaw boulevard
Where i write rhymes so hard niggaz swap my tradin cards
Cause my cali niggaz feel this realness, lyrics healness
That'll make the special mist when i grab this gun and kill this
But still this, brother stays alive like wyclef
I'm steppin through the house the rappers step to the left
Cause i fry em like a chef and then get on with my evening
So never twist it up that lyrically we even thievin
Cause i stop your breathin quick like (uhh) then revive ya
I swum with bigger fish than the deep sea diver
Cause catash the likwidater's here to blow it through the roof
Grab the money and the hoes then dissapear like poof
Chorus: tash
Off that 151 it's like "aww shit!"
When a nigga pop his gun it's like "aww shit!"
When we up next to flow it's like "aww shit!"
That's my nigga j-ro tha alkahol-iks
Verse two: j-ro, tash
I've got senoritas, from alameda to receda
Me and olde e, is like tarzan and cheetah
I wish hen rock came in a two liter
Swift could you turn up the big drum beater
But still i, got to pull my brew out the chiller
Tonight it's goin down like the house of reggie miller (j-ro)
Everybody turn to your nigga on the right
Give him a pound and say tha liks is tight
And eat your heart out while we rock ya from the startout to the
Closing
With styles that leave you faded like the logo on our clothing
Cause it's a alkie flow thing, as nasty as we wanna
That's ? swift, i'm tash the top gunner
The number one for funner two tonner with the talents
That the doctors have described as a chemical imbalance
Of the (weed) and the (drank) on my memory bank
My distorted words recorded make your minds go blank
[?]
Yo, when you low on your cash it's like "aww shit!"
When you catch a girl with tash it's like "aww shit!"
When you see xzibit bust it's like "aww shit!"
When you gettin drunk with us it's like "aww shit!"
[j-ro]
When the cops run your plates it's like "aww shit!"
My girl's period is late man "aww shit!"
[e-swift]
When your baby momma call it's like "aww shit!"
Everytime we rock for y'all it's like "aww shit!"
Verse three: j-ro
Yo, here's a toast, to all the mc's who rock the most
And all the b-boys worldwide and coast ii coast
Peace to big boy, peace to trugoy
Master p, kam, and afrika baby bam
Jayo felony, money b, and ol dirty
Peace to all the rappers still rhymin over thirty
Oh shit, i'm to' back, i need to take a piss
Only when i'm drunk i bust flows like this
My style'll make you earl on your girl (bleahh)
I probably got the three baddest hoes in the world
Defyin all, gravitational laws

Lyrics flippin like dominique dawes with no drawers
Whassup with that there nigga put it in the air
Don't even break it out if you ain't gonna share
It's like that man, i spray jokers like batman
And i don't have to be robin/robbin to live fat man
Chorus: xzibit
New year's nineteen ninety nine it's "aww shit!"
When you gotta do county time it's "aww shit!"
If you didn't read before you signed "aww shit!"
If you ever try to f*** with mine "aww shit!"
When we bounce through your city it's "aww shit!"
When my face is lookin serious "aww shit!"
Two dimes but yours look hideous "aww shit!"
Yeah, and when we drop it on you idiots "aww shit!"
Yeah yeah, mister x to the z with the l-i-k's
It's the likwid family, bringin it live, to you and yours

And we out

Lyrics of Awol - Jethro Tull

Awol

Stormy-eyed on the edge of dawn:
nose pressed against the triple glaze.
Floor to ceiling, wall to wall,
silent traffic streams both ways.
Along the fussy freeway drivers
dream of sunday barbecues.
Of a sudden, seems I can barely
face my self: no face to lose.
Call the bosses. Call supervisors.
Won't be in today to work for you.
E-mail that girl who's working nights.
She can dress down for this wind and rain.
Leave her new Korean compact:
let some cabbie take the strain.
Take a shower. Take big espresso.
Take to the hills, and take a view.
Little black dress stretching over
hard crystal peaks: soft valleys too.
Call the bosses. Call for nurses.
Unfit today to work for you.



No wet excuses. Absent without leave.
I'll be her dayshift driver: exotic engineer.

Stormy-eyed on the edge of night:
(December, eastern time: late afternoon.)
Atlantic City tight behind.
Trump Casino calls pontoon.
Gristle-burger, frazzled fries
end this romantic interlude.
Tomorrow morning's sweet awakening
could hardly prove to be as rude.
Make the journey. Make amends.
Work some hasty overtime in lieu.

No wet excuses. Absent without leave.
I was her dayshift driver: exotic engineer.

Lyrics of Awnaw - Nappy Roots

Awnaw

Yeah, haha Nappy Roots
Awwnaw!

Awnaw! Hell naw! Man
Y'all done up and done it
Awnaw! Hell naw! Boy
Y'all done up and done it
Awnaw! Hell naw! Boy
Y'all done up and done it
Ah, y'all done up and done it
Man y'all done up and done it

My first song was like forty-eight bars with no hook
You hear me flippin through my pages out my favorite notebook
The microphone was in the closet (What?)
No headphones, we lost it
Niggas scared to get some water, roaches hangin over the faucets
No AC, Tez'll break a sweat just tryin to make beats
E-Dubz was being a hustler, (Heeeyy man!)
All play flirtin all his customers, and flat broke
Nappy smokin blacks out on the back porch
I'm thinkin I got everything a country boy could ask for



Now what we do to get here? (Say dat boy!!)
Lay it down and bring it to ya raw (Say dat boy!!)
Hey now we hurt some, suffered for more, takes what we work for
Hated for for the cussin, but the hatred it made us cuss more
Held on, but it was hard - stepped up, took charge
Ran through what we scared up, but what was we afraid for?
Look what we made of, heart that what made us
Being here is alright, but must believe we won't fall!

Them country boys on the rise!
With them big fat wheels on the side!
Peep them vertical grills on the ride!
And aw-awww-awww-awww!

Them country boys
With them big fat wheels
Peep the vertical grills
And awww!

My yegga, we hog wild, bet that from that roota to that toota-file
Hell naw, them country boys ain't headed south for six miles
Kentucky mud, them kinfolk, twankies with them hundred-spokes
Skullied on that front porch, plus you know they got 'dro
Seventy-nine coupe DeVille vertical Caddy grill
Interstate 65 headin down to Cashville
Glass filled, to the tippy-top, back-seat Benz
Spent my last cent on the rent, left with pocket lints
A damn shame, gotta grind anything and everything
Jimmy Crack Corn, cross the county line with Mary Jane
A long time, a gravel road, to cash and fame and sold my soul
To Hell and back, and back and forth, with same jeans and nappy 'fro



I might, hop off the Harley, spoke mine like Bob Marley
Not parties with charties, wallin like they swallowin Bacardi
Them butter-skin, Prophit gotta like them
Understand you 'bout to lose ya life fuckin with them!

Them country boys on the rise!
With them big fat wheels on the side!
Peep the vertical grills on the ride!
And aw-awww-awww-awww!

Them country boys
With them big fat wheels
Peep the vertical grills
And awww!

Them country boys
With them big fat wheels
Peep the vertical grills
And awww!

Them country boys
With them big fat wheels
Peep the vertical grills
And awww!

Them country boys on the ride!
With them big fat wheels on the side!
Peep the vertical grills on the ride!
And aw-awww-awww-awww!
Them country boys
With them big fat wheels
Peep the vertical grills
And awww!

Lyrics of Twisted Method - Awkward Silence [HQ]

Awkward Silence

Open your eyes and look inside my twisted world.
Hope you realize that I could never go on without you.
Open your eyes and see my walls are crashing down.
Cover my eyes for the last time.

Tell me everything I need to know.
Knowing me I will always loose control.

[Chorus]
Take it all away from me.
Only do I live today to tell you.
Smash my face again for nothing.
And you, you're gonna get what you deserve.

Open your mind and see that there's much more to me.
Hope you realize I know my hope for life's disappearing.
Open your mind and please don't leave me hear all alone.
Cover my eyes for the last time.



Tell me everything I need to know.
Knowing me I will always loose control.

[Chorus]

Every time that you're getting inside my twisted head.
I find it's crazy corrupt that I wish you were dead.
I keep dealing with all these emotions that are stirring, stirring inside.
You know I felt this pain today.
It's one of many so it doesn't matter anyway.
I keep dealing with all these emotions that are stirring inside.

[Chorus]

Lyrics of Lostprophets - Awkward HQ

Awkward

Yes i feel your words but i do not hear them
don't you think its strange that time will not support my truth
why not,
Answer
Yes i thought of you it all comes too easily
how come i don't see the world like you have i got my
eyes closed, i don't think so
And now i save the world and its all i can believe
smiles stand still on your face,
not too late for me
here i stand, i laugh when i see the world you're in
smiles stand still on your face
but its not too late for me
Now it's gone, can we start again, start anew
will it follow us back down
can it go through life without a frown, oh no
And now i save the world and its all i can believe
smiles stand still on your face
but its not too late for me
here i stand and i laugh when i see the world you're in
smiles stand still on your face,
but its not too, but its not too late for me
{repeat (x3)}
(does change, but i cant make it out behind the 'its not too late for me's. )

Lyrics of The Mighty Mighty BossTones - Awfully Quiet

Awfully Quiet

(mighty mighty bosstones)
I like noise, that's why i'm livin' where i am.
i like the noise and confusion of a traffic jam.
i like the sound of a jet as it's shakin' my dwellin'
i like ragin', rampagin' and screamin' and yellin'
sound of a fire engine headed for a fire.
emotions so high they can't get any higher
goin' out of control in an outta hand crowd
i like noise and it's gotta be loud.
awfully quiet, awfully quiet, awfully quiet
it was awfully quiet on the streets yesterday
people on the streets had little to say
well i walked the streets and barely heard a sound
it was awfully quiet on the streets downtown.
sometimes quiet's okay, sometimes quiet's alright.
given the choice, i like noise, morning, noon, and night.
it was awfully quiet and on the trains last night.
people on the trains kept the conversation light.
i rode the trains and barely heard a word
quietest train i ever heard.
sometimes quiet's okay, sometimes quiet's alright.
given the choice, i like noise, morning, noon, and night.
awfully quiet, awfully quiet, awfully quiet
it was awfully quiet and i needed some noise
i got on the blower called up the boys
i was doing so bad i could barely hack it
they came to my house and they kicked up a racket
ooh-ah [2x]
they turned my place on its ear ooh
the boy's began to riot ah
it felt so good to hear ooh
on a day that was so quiet ah
i screamed and cheered them on ooh
and i helped out where i could ah
and when they all were gone ooh
i was feeling good!
i like noise that's why i'm livin' where i am.
i like the noise and confusion of a traffic jam.
i like the sound of a jet as it's shakin' my dwellin'
i like ragin' rampagin' and screamin' and yellin'
sound of a fire engine headed for a fire.
emotions so high they can't get any higher
goin' out of control in an outta hand crowd
i like noise and it's gotta be loud.
yeah it's gotta be loud
oh yeah its gotta be loud
come on its gotta be loud
from now on its gonna be loud oooh yeah

Lyrics of Darryl Worley - Awful Beautiful Life

Awful Beautiful Life

I woke up early with a poundin' in my head
I'd been out the night before with all my friends
A little worried, kinda wonderin' what I did
I said, \" Lord, please forgive me for my sins.\"
My wife wanted to kill me, but she tried to save me first
\"You're goin' if I have to drag your butt to church.\"

I love this crazy, tragic,
Sometimes almost magic,
Awful, beautiful life

I read the hymns and kinda sorta sang along
And made it through the Sunday sermon wide awake
We met the family for dinner at our home
Drank some beer, watched a game, and cooked some steaks
My little brother had a big fight with his wife
And my poor mother sat between 'em both all night



I love this crazy, tragic,
Sometimes almost magic,
Awful, beautiful life

We said a prayer for Cousin Michael in Iraq
We're all aware that he may never make it back
We talked about the way we missed his stupid jokes
And how he loved to be a soldier more than most

I laid in bed that night and thought about the day
And how my life is like a roller coaster ride
The ups and downs and crazy turns along the way
It'll throw you off if you don't hold on tight
You can't really smile until you've shed some tears
I could die today or I might live on for years

I love this crazy, tragic,
Sometimes almost magic,
Awful, beautiful life

I love this crazy, tragic,
Sometimes almost magic,
Awful, beautiful life

Alright
It's a beautiful life
Awful, beautiful, life
I love this life
It's a beautiful life

Lyrics of Darryl Worley - Awful Beautiful Life

Awful Beautiful Life

I woke up early with a poundin' in my head
I'd been out the night before with all my friends
A little worried, kinda wonderin' what I did
I said, \" Lord, please forgive me for my sins.\"
My wife wanted to kill me, but she tried to save me first
\"You're goin' if I have to drag your butt to church.\"

I love this crazy, tragic,
Sometimes almost magic,
Awful, beautiful life

I read the hymns and kinda sorta sang along
And made it through the Sunday sermon wide awake
We met the family for dinner at our home
Drank some beer, watched a game, and cooked some steaks
My little brother had a big fight with his wife
And my poor mother sat between 'em both all night



I love this crazy, tragic,
Sometimes almost magic,
Awful, beautiful life

We said a prayer for Cousin Michael in Iraq
We're all aware that he may never make it back
We talked about the way we missed his stupid jokes
And how he loved to be a soldier more than most

I laid in bed that night and thought about the day
And how my life is like a roller coaster ride
The ups and downs and crazy turns along the way
It'll throw you off if you don't hold on tight
You can't really smile until you've shed some tears
I could die today or I might live on for years

I love this crazy, tragic,
Sometimes almost magic,
Awful, beautiful life

I love this crazy, tragic,
Sometimes almost magic,
Awful, beautiful life

Alright
It's a beautiful life
Awful, beautiful, life
I love this life
It's a beautiful life

Lyrics of Hole - Awful

Awful

Swing low sweet cherry
Make it awful
It's your life it's your party it's so awful
Let's start a fire
Let's have a riot! Yeah it's awful
It was punk
Yeah it was perfect now it's awful
They know how to break all the girls
like you
And they rob the souls of the girls like you
And they break the hearts of the girls
Swing low cherry cherry
Yeah it's awful
He's drunk he tastes
Like candy he's so beautiful
He's so deep like dirty water
God, he's awful
You're lost, oh, where's your daddy it's so
awful
And they royalty rate all the girls like you
And they sell it out to the girls like you
To incorporate little girls
Hey, run away with the light
Run away it's divine
Let's run away, yeah, tonight and
We'll steal the light of the world
Swing low, sweet cherry, yeah, it's awful
You're ripe for the picking, it's so awful
You've got your youth
Don't waste your money
Yeah it's awful
I was punk!
Now I'm just stupid!
I'm so awful
Oh, just shut up you're only 16
If the world is so wrong
Yeah you can break them all
With one song
If the world is so wrong yeah you can take it
all
With one song
Swing low sweet cherry
Make it awful
They bought it all, just build a new one,
Make it beautiful yeah

Lyrics of Ween - Awesome Sound

Awesome Sound

Got an awesome sound goin' down
Got an awesome sound goin' down
Got an awesome sound goin' down
Got a pork roll egg cheese and bacon

Stop the tape here

Got an awesome sound goin' down
Got an awesome sound goin' down
Got some, got some awesome sounds goin' down

Alright. Lay it on me!

Awesome sound goin' down
Got an awesome sound goin' down
Got an awesome sound goin' down
Got a pork roll egg cheese and bacon

Oh. Oh yeah. Baby. Hit me again! Stop it
Hit me again! Oh yeah. Hit me again! Stop it. Hit me again!
Oh! Oh! Hit me again! Hit me again! Oh!

Got an awesome sound, it's goin' down
Got this awesome sound, it's really goin' down
Got this really fuckin' awesome sound

Hit me! Hit me! Hit me again! Oh! Oh! Hit me!
One more time!

Oh, awesome sound goin' down
Awesome sound goin' down
One more time! Hit me! Oh stop it! Hit me!

Lyrics of Ween - Awesome Sound

Awesome Sound

Got an awesome sound goin' down
Got an awesome sound goin' down
Got an awesome sound goin' down
Got a pork roll egg cheese and bacon

Stop the tape here

Got an awesome sound goin' down
Got an awesome sound goin' down
Got some, got some awesome sounds goin' down

Alright. Lay it on me!

Awesome sound goin' down
Got an awesome sound goin' down
Got an awesome sound goin' down
Got a pork roll egg cheese and bacon

Oh. Oh yeah. Baby. Hit me again! Stop it
Hit me again! Oh yeah. Hit me again! Stop it. Hit me again!
Oh! Oh! Hit me again! Hit me again! Oh!

Got an awesome sound, it's goin' down
Got this awesome sound, it's really goin' down
Got this really fuckin' awesome sound

Hit me! Hit me! Hit me again! Oh! Oh! Hit me!
One more time!

Oh, awesome sound goin' down
Awesome sound goin' down
One more time! Hit me! Oh stop it! Hit me!

Lyrics of Awesome God

Awesome God

Our God is an awesome God
He reigns from heaven above
With wisdom, power, and love
Our God is an awesome God

Our God is an awesome God
He reigns from heaven above
With wisdom, power, and love
Our God is an awesome God

Our God is an awesome God
He reigns from heaven above
With wisdom, power, and love
Our God is an awesome God

Our God is an awesome God
He reigns from heaven above
With wisdom, power, and love
Our God is an awesome God

Our God is an awesome God
He reigns from heaven above
With wisdom, power, and love
Our God is an awesome God

Our God is an awesome God
He reigns from heaven above
With wisdom, power, and love
Our God is an awesome God



Our God is an awesome God
He reigns from heaven above
With wisdom, power, and love
Our God is an awesome God

Our God is an awesome God
He reigns from heaven above
With wisdom, power, and love
Our God is an awesome God

Our God is an awesome God
He reigns from heaven above
With wisdom, power, and love
Our God is an awesome God

Our God is an awesome God
He reigns from heaven above
With wisdom, power, and love
Our God is an awesome God

Our God is an awesome God
Our God is an awesome God

Lyrics of Awesome God - Rich Mullins w/ Lyrics

Awesome God

When He rolls up His sleeves
He ain't just putting on the ritz
(Our God is an awesome God)

There's thunder in His footsteps
And lightning in His fists
(Our God is an awesome God)

And the Lord wasn't joking
When He kicked 'em out of Eden
It wasn't for no reason
That He shed His blood
His return is very close
And so you better be believing that
Our God is an awesome God

Our God is an awesome God
He reigns from heaven above
With wisdom, power, and love
Our God is an awesome God

Our God is an awesome God
He reigns from heaven above
With wisdom, power, and love
Our God is an awesome God



And when the sky was starless
In the void of the night
(Our God is an awesome God)

He spoke into the darkness
And created the light
(Our God is an awesome God)

Judgment and wrath He poured out on the Sodom
Mercy and grace He gave us at the cross
I hope that you have not
Too quickly forgotten that
Our God is an awesome God

Our God is an awesome God
He reigns from heaven above
With wisdom, power, and love
Our God is an awesome God

Our God is an awesome God
He reigns from heaven above
With wisdom, power, and love
Our God is an awesome God

Our God is an awesome God
He reigns from heaven above
With wisdom, power, and love
Our God is an awesome God

Our God is an awesome God
He reigns from heaven above
With wisdom, power, and love
Our God is an awesome God

Our God is an awesome God (Our God is an awesome God)
He reigns from heaven above (He reigns from heaven above)
With wisdom, power, and love (With wisdom, power, and love)
Our God is an awesome God

Our God is an awesome God
Our God is an awesome God

Lyrics of Darling Violetta - Awesome

Awesome

Somewhere in cyberspace
The minutes turn to hours
The world is in my hands
Unfolding like a flower

A golden energy
Was rising out of my head
I shed my evil skin
(let ring)
And found myself again

Chorus

I was wrong, I don't mind
The impossible seems possible
This time I'm an electric wire
If the sun can radiate then so can I

This is a good day for
A revolution of the mind
Voices ride the wind
And take me to the night

I crawled over broken glass
To find a place in the sun
Was with me all along
(let ring)
The circle had begun

Chorus

I was wrong, I don't mind
The impossible seems possible
This time I'm an electric wire
If the sun can radiate then so can I



Salt and sea of ill stay free
Fire and air draw down to me
Round and round the circle's bound

Do do do¿

Chorus

I'm an electric wire
If the sun can radiate than so can I
I don't mind
The impossible seems possible
This I'm an electric wire
If the sun can radiate then so can I
Then so can I

Lyrics of Veruca Salt - Awesome

Awesome

Goodbye, 25
You were a good year for the girls
Goodbye, 25
You will be the (?)
I'm the heartbeat
There's something in my unity
Forget humidity
Oh, what's coming over me?
It's awesome
Awesome
God, forgive me
I know it's so
Awesome
Awesome
Heaven, help me
I know it's a fine place to be
Goodbye, indolence
Your filthy left hand kept me down
Goodbye, cowardice
You'll be the tigress
I'm the (?)
There's something in my unity
Forget humidity
Oh, what's coming over me?
It's awesome
Awesome
God, forgive me
I know it's so
Awesome
Awesome
Heaven, help me
I know, I know it's a fine place to be
And it's a fine place to be
And it's a fine place to be
And it's a fine place to be
There's something in my unity
What's coming over me?
Oh, fuck humidity
We're awesome
Awesome
All the songs go \"I know it's so awesome\"
Awesome
Awesome
Everybody I know, I know
It's a fine place to be
And it's a fine place to be
Yeah it's a fine place to be
Yeah it's a fine place to be
Oh it's a fine place to be
Yeah it's a fine place to be
Oh it's a fine place to be
Yeah it's a fine place to be
(awesome, so awesome)
Heaven help me
Heaven help me

Lyrics of Dark tranquillity - Away, delight, away

Away, Delight, Away

As false as our minds our eyes refuse to see
they claw for the falseness in me
from where all life springs anew
we are cleansed through the crystal fire
Fill me with sound, fill me with hatred
let my blood bring life to the soil
the soil beneath my feet
Messenger of pain, sailing silence
commander of my sorrow, riding rage
this is my garden, leave me be
Infinity is eternal
never born so it may never die
the colours speak my name
through the crowns i am baptised in the
first gnawing rays from a blackened sun
in the name of my blood i curse thee
shelter me under the trees
spread your twilight wings for me
My broken body is dripping with sin
Your skin so delicate in taste
your undemanding bliss will carry me far
I bid farewell to this godforsaken land
nevermore shall i return
i join with the riders on the horizon
for they are my blood
for they are my saviours
they bring me hatred, bring me fire
they take me down to the land i know not
they crush me, take me down
then they build me once more again
Slayer of my anger
sailing silence
the angel of my lust
she is tasting shame

Lyrics of 7 Angels 7 Plagues - Away With Words

Away With Words

You have given me
A window into
My own inner human spirit
And it's warmed my heart

Like the powerless hand of a helpless child
Here I am
Afraid to touch the light I've felt inside

I'll see to it that this breath of doubt
Will be the last I'll ever draw
I ask only to act upon
The beliefs I've so strongly spoken

I'm disgusted and insulted with myself

And with every brave step forward I can
Justify the sacrifice

I belong to you
Be with me now

Lyrics of Away to Mary Ann

Away To Mary Ann

I heard the rain on my window pane
And ever as it ran
It sang this song the whole night long
Go home to Mary Ann

[Chorus]
Away, away, away, away
Before the day is dawning
If things go right this day and night
I'll see her in the morning

Where the sea birds soar by the rocky shore
And the mountains meet the sea
The four winds croon a lover's tune
For Mary Ann and me

[Chorus]

I mind the day I went away
My heart was torn between
Her love so sweet and my wandering feet
And those far off hills looked green

[Chorus]

But Mary Ann, sweet Mary Ann
Was ever on my mind
I rue the day I went away
And left the girl behind



[Chorus]

Love can please and love can tease
And love can turn your mind
But old or new, a love that's true
Is very hard to find

[Chorus]

Oh Mary Ann, my Mary Ann
I'm coming home today
Mary Ann, my Mary Ann
I'm coming home to stay

[Chorus]

Lyrics of 6gig - Away King

Away King

High place outside
you wish you could be
far from all this
black out before fists
make out more lists
was it right?
i couldn't tell
that place inside you wish could see
close to all this
black out before fists
make out more lists
was it right?
i couldn't tell
why was it right?
and how did it go away?
why did it hide... too far?
i wasn't right
that place outside you wish could see far from all this
black out before fists
make out more lists
was it right?
i couldn't tell

Lyrics of 6gig - Away King

Away King

High place outside
you wish you could be
far from all this
black out before fists
make out more lists
was it right?
i couldn't tell
that place inside you wish could see
close to all this
black out before fists
make out more lists
was it right?
i couldn't tell
why was it right?
and how did it go away?
why did it hide... too far?
i wasn't right
that place outside you wish could see far from all this
black out before fists
make out more lists
was it right?
i couldn't tell

Lyrics of Bright Eyes - Away In A Manger

Away In A Manger

Away in a manger, no crib for a bed
the little lord jesus lay down his sweet head
The stars in the sky look down where he lay
the little lord jesus asleep on the hay
The cattle are lowing, the baby awakes
but little lord jesus, no crying he makes
I love the lord jesus, look down from the sky
and stay by my cradle, till morning is night

Lyrics of Michael W. Smith--"Away in a Manger (Medly)"

Away In A Manger

Away in a manger, no crib for a bed
the little lord jesus laid down is sweet head
the stars in the sky looked down where he lay
the little lord jesus asleep on the hay

Lyrics of Away in a Manger with Lyrics | Christmas Carol & Song

Away In A Manger

Away in a manger no crib for a bed
The little lord jesus laid down his sweet head
The stars in the bright sky looked down where he lay
The little lord jesus asleep on the hay.

The cattle are lowing the baby awakes
But little lord jesus no crying he makes.
I love you lord jesus; look down from the sky
And stay by my side until morning is nigh.

Be near me lord jesus i ask you to stay
Close by me for ever, and love me, i pray.
Bless all the dear children in your tender care,
And fit us for heaven, to live with you there.

Lyrics of Dwight Yoakam - Away In A Manger

Away In A Manger

Away in a manger, no crib for a bed
the little lord jesus lay down his sweet head
the stars in the sky looked down where he lay
the little lord jesus asleep on the hay
The cattle are lowing, the poor baby wakes
the little lord jesus no crying he makes
i love thee lord jesus look down from the sky
and stay by my cradle till morning is nigh
Beneath me lord jesus, i ask thee to stay
by me forever and love me i pray
bless all the dear children in thy tender care
and take us to heaven to live with thee there
Away in a manger, no crib for his bed
the little lord jesus lay down his sweet head
the stars in the heavens looked down where he lay
the little lord jesus asleep on the hay

Lyrics of The John Butler Trio - Damned To Hell

Damned To Hell Where you run is where you hide better hope you're hiding well cause when the angel catches you you know you're damne...