Thursday, December 30, 2021

Lyrics of Bob Dylan - Clean Cut Kid

Clean-cut Kid

Everybody's asking why he couldn't adjust
adjust to what, a dream that bust?
They took a clean-cut kid
and they made a killer out of him
that's what they did.
They said what's up is down, they said what isn't is
they put ideas in his head that he thought were his.
They took a clean-cut kid
and they made him a killer
that's what they did.
He was on the basketball team, he was in the marching band
when he was ten years old he had a watermelon stand.
They took a clean-cut kid
and they made a killer out of him
that's what they did.

They said, "listen boy, you're just a pup"
they sent him to a napalm health spa to shape up.
They gave him dope to smoke, drinks and pills
a jeep to drive, blood to spill.
They said, "congratulation, you got what it takes"
they sent him back into the race without any brakes.
They took a clean-cut kid
and they made a killer out of him
that's what they did.
He bought the american dream but put it in doubt
only game he could play was russian roulette.
He drank coca-cola, he was eating wonder bread
he ate burger kings, he was well fed.
He went to hollywood to see peter o'toole
he stole a rolls royce and drove in a pool.
They took a clean-cut kid
and they made a killer out of him
that's what they did.
He could've sold insurance, owned a restaurant or bar
he could've been an accountat or a tennis star.
He was wearing boxing gloves, took a dive one day
off the golden gate bridge into china bay.
His mama walks the floor, his daddy weeps and moans
they gotta sleep together in a home they don't own.
They took a clean-cut kid
and they made a killer out of him
that's what they did.
Everybody's asking why he didn't adjust
all he wanted was somebody to trust.
They took his head and turned it inside out
he never did know what it was all about.
He had a steady job, he joined the choir
he never did plan to walk the high wire.
They took a clean-cut kid
and they made a killer out of him that's what they did.

Lyrics of Elvis Presley - Clean up your own backyard.

Clean Up Your Own Backyard

Back porch preacher preaching at me
Acting like he wrote the golden rules
Shaking his fist and speeching at me
Shouting from his soap box like a fool
Come Sunday morning he's lying in bed
With his eye all red, with the wine in his head
Wishing he was dead when he oughta be
Heading for Sunday school
Clean up your own backyard
Oh don't you hand me none of your lines
Clean up your own backyard
You tend to your business, I'll tend to mine
Drugstore cowboy criticizing
Acting like he's better than you and me
Standing on the sidewalk supervising
Telling everybody how they ought to be
Come closing time 'most every night
He locks up tight and out go the lights
And he ducks out of sight and he cheats on his wife
With his employee
Clean up your own backyard
Oh don't you hand me none of your lines
Clean up your own backyard
You tend to your business, I'll tend to mine
Armchair quarterback's always moanin'
Second guessing people all day long
Pushing, fooling and hanging on in
Always messing where they don't belong
When you get right down to the nitty-gritty
Isn't it a pity that in this big city
Not a one a'little bitty man'll admit
He could have been a little bit wrong
Clean up your own backyard
Oh don't you hand me, don't you hand me none of your lines
Clean up your own backyard
You tend to your business, I'll tend to mine
Clean up your own backyard
You tend to your business, I'll tend to mine



Lyrics of Clean Up Woman - Betty Wright (1971)

Clean Up Woman

A clean up woman is a woman who
Gets all the love we girls leave behind
The reason I know so much about her
Is because she picked up a man of mine

Jumpin' slick was my ruin
'Cause I found out all I was doin'
Was makin' it easy for the clean up woman
To get my man's love, aww, yeah
Just makin' it easy for the clean up woman
To get my baby's love, huh huh

I took this man's love and put it on a shelf
And, like a fool, I thought I had him all to myself
When he needed love, I was out havin' fun
But I found out that all I had done
Was made it easy for the clean up woman
To get my man's love, huh huh
Yeah, that's what I did
I made it easy for the clean up woman
To steal my baby's love, aw, yeah



The clean up woman will wipe his blues away
She'll give him plenty lovin', twenty four hours a day
The clean up woman, she'll sweep him off his feet
She's the one who'll take him in when you dump him in the street
So take a tip, you better get hip
To the clean up woman, 'cause she's tough
I mean, she really cleans up

Lyrics of Anthony B - Clean Up 1999

Clean Up

Intro:
clean up time
no guns allowed,
no criminals allowed
mek me hear it from the crowd
Chorus:
affi clean up the clubs, party and dance
cause jah name fi chant
affi clean up the street give them a shout
too much drugs deh bout
affi clean up the clubs, party and dance
cause jah name fi chant
affi clean up the street give them a shout
too much drugs deh bout
Verse 1:
too much drugs and crime in a school, ah
no education youths a push like fool, ah
no time to learn the golden rule, ah
the system a ride like horse and mule
drugs dealers talking to snipers and skin peelers
talk to the thugs and we talk to the gangsters
come learn a lesson from the healers
sing one love like marley and wailers
the youth dem need role model and leaders
tell me say that them want more preachers
ready fi go learn so them turn seekers
yu me a defend good preachers
Chorus
Verse 2:
university, society, economy
come follow me
industry, archeology, church and state why a keep up folly
mr. rich and famous cockety, fase philosophy, mythology
this s cry for the poor in poverty
tell me a who who who yago di yo
Chorus
Verse 3:
if you love me like i and i love you
clean up the lane, street and avenue
yo yo for you agree with me
one two three and seal the trinity
this is the word of the bobo shanti
defend the truths and equality
baby father no run left baby mommy
and go freak out you self in a big big city
Chorus

Lyrics of Agathocles - Clean The Scene

Clean The Scene

More and more fascists are accepted in this scene
homophobic propaganda a new standard so it seems
stick your blind hatred
up your fuc*** ass
sexist racist bullshit
proove your dumb ideas
More and more resistance is our answer to your crap
an amount of intelligence is what you surely lack
clean this fuc*** scene'coz we ain't gonna endure
shit we've heard and seen
fascism – no more

Lyrics of Clean Slate

Clean Slate

Clean slate
Suddenly waiting for something that I know won't come
Now I've
Only got time to think how did it end up this way?

Not enough
Not enough inside

All the things that are here to remind me
Would you take them away?
All the things that that you learn to rely on
Change in your lifetime

Dream state
I won't deny now that something was holding us back
Clean slate

Nothing worth writing so I just confide in myself

Lyrics of Endo - Clean Sheets (And a Dirty Mind)

Clean Sheets (and A Dirty Mind)

In illusion
you're suspicious
this insomnia turned religious
in my silence
i'm just paranoid
i've been waiting so long to hear your voice
faces of our innocence
surface in my memory
the dream i thought once to be dead
has rendered deep inside of me
Take my sorrow
take my patience
in your eyes i surrender contagious
with clean sheets and a dirty mind
we both need somewhere to pass the time
Faces of our innocence
surface in my memory
the dream i thought once to be dead
is rendered deep inside of me
Take my sorrow
take my patience
in your eyes i surrender contagious
with clean sheets and a dirty mind
we both need somewhere to pass the time
All these faces
longing for some piece of mind
in the end of innocence
all these faces of our innocence is gone
Take my sorrow
take my patience
in your eyes i surrender contagious
with clean sheets and a dirty mind
we both need somewhere to pass the time

Lyrics of Clean Sheets

Clean Sheets

Clean sheets mean a lot to a guy who sleeps on the floor
I whited your love, and a shelf in your dresser drawer
You tucked me in, stopped my tossing and turning
But I turned back the covers and saw those sheets are dirty

Even thought you'll never come clean
you know it's true
Those sheets are dirty
And so are you

The warmth of a bed to a guy who sleeps on the floor
Was enough to perpetuate all the lies I heard before
I want to hold you, I'll hold my pillow instead
'Cause my pillow will never lie or be with a stranger in my bed

Where's the love I was looking for?
It's out the door
I'm afraid to see you anymore
so it's back on the floor
'Cause those sheets are dirty



Woke up this morning alone on the floor
Thinking about those clean sheets and the way it was before
When I looked in the mirror, I saw your face and thought of the past
But now I know how dirty you are, I took my fist and smashed the glass

Those sheets are dirty
Those sheets are dirty
Those sheets are dirty

Lyrics of Clean Rain

Clean Rain

Oh city shine on tomorrow
For today I feel rain
There is a decent moon
Now I lay me down in the light

My man's afraid, no communication
I'm sure life in my arms ain't been free
Is it a sacrifice to love me now
Are you alright?

Will you take my hand so I'm not alone
You're the road I need to lead me home baby...forever
Will you be my friend, will you walk with me
Can we wash away the history that clouds our love
What came before surely won't be
There's a clean rain fallin' over me

I know I cried after what you told me
You said you're not sure where this love is going
Why would you hesitate if you really love me now
Are you alright?



Will you take my hand, you're the road I need to lead me home...forever
Will you be my friend, will you walk with me
Can we wash away the history that clouds our love
What came before surely won't be

Hey we've been running too long, let's settle down
Gotta keep our head above water
Take a look around
How long will you wait for me
How long will you wait for me

(Repeat Chorus)

Lyrics of Corrosion Of Conformity - Clean My Wounds

Clean My Wounds

I see the world through bloodshot eyes
Streets filled with blood from distant lies.
The dogs of war never compromise,
No real time for rearranging.

\"Help me Jesus, help me clean my wounds\"
He said he cannot heal that kind.
Bleeding soul becomes a bitter mind.
He said it happens every time (Knock it down)
And that's how the story goes (Knock it down)
In the land of a thousand no's (Knock it down)
I'm all over you in time my mind is changing.
Knock it down

Black on black gives me a heart attack
And the silence makes it deadly.
Some choose to kill with simple will.
I've seen them fall fast and steady.



\"Help me Jesus, help me clean my wounds\"
He said he cannot heal that kind.
Bleeding soul becomes a bitter mind.
He said it happens every time (Knock it down)
And that's how the story goes (Knock it down)
In the land of a thousand no's (Knock it down)
I'm all over you in time my mind is changing.

Twist of fate won't give me a break
And myself, I'm slow and tired.
I've got to rise with these bloodshot eyes
But I keep falling when I'm higher.

\"Help me Jesus, help me clean my wounds\"
He said he cannot heal that kind.
Bleeding soul becomes a bitter mind.
He said it happens every time (Knock it down)
And that's how the story goes (Knock it down)
In the land of a thousand no's (Knock it down)

We are bleeding sins and our sins are always fadin'
Oh fadin', oh fadin', oh fadin'

Oh, knock it down, knock it down
Oh, knock it down, knock it down
Oh, knock it down, knock it down
Oh, knock it down

Lyrics of Sade - Clean Heart (Audio)

Clean Heart

Clean heart
Clean and sharp
Clean dream
Bad start

He loved his brother and his sister
Luke and Tony called him Mister
They made him feel much more
Like a man
He loved his daddy though he never told him
And how he loved his mama
He loved
He loved her like an Italian

Little Janet said you look so fine
So fine
Something in his smile
Made them feel like strangers
And then he straightened his belt
With a lover's touch
And he said I'm gonna bring home
The things that are out of your clutch, ooh

Seemed like the hottest night in summer
A heat that makes you feel like dying
Somewhere in the next block
There's a baby crying
Finger on the trigger for the years to come
Finger on the trigger for the years to come



And as the moon slid up over the restless streets
Sirens mocking and people stop to see
Their greedy eyes don't realize
He's someone's son
Finger on the trigger for the years to come

Finger on the trigger for the years to come

Lyrics of Clean-Cut Asshole

Clean Cut Asshole

You gotta lotta nerve lookin down your nose at me label me the dregs of a nice society peoples parents like you and girls all shout your name but you're a clean-cut asshole to me you're all the same listening to r.e.m. looking just like all your friends out in mom's car drinking beers making fun of things you don't understand you really make me ill cause you're mr. nice guy straight a's in alcohol hittin all the parties you and all your asshole friends scammin on a young girl pull a train on her and you feel like you own the world you got no right tellin me that i ain't ok college buttfucks rule this world and claim to be alternative you're a fuc*** slimebag i don't care what you say you're full of shit go f*** yourself i know what the truth is

Lyrics of Tokyo Rose - Clean Break

Clean Break

When i think back on
the times we've spent together.
it makes me want to be with you forever.
but now that's gone, and i don't know
what to do without your hand.
i guess i'll have to learn
how to go on without you.
alone i stand.
I've made up my mind, and this is it.
i've decided to call it quits.
i guess that'll get by,
unhappily ever after.
all we've been through
means no more to you.
i never thought letting go
would be so hard to do.
forget about me,
so what will make you see
the saddest part is that
through it all you remained happy.
But although i'll try to make myself
believe that in the end
you'll be just out of my reach.
in the back of my mind,
i hope you'll find another reason
for it to happen just once more,
just one more time.
I've made up my mind, and this is it.
i've decided to call it quits.
i guess that'll get by,
unhappily ever after.
Try to find it in your heart.
we can make a brand new start.
try to find it in your heart.
we can make a brand new start.
All we've been through
means no more to you.
i never thought letting go
would be so hard to do.
forget about me,
so what will make you see
the saddest part is that
through it all you remained happy.
All we've been through
means no more to you.
i never thought letting go
would be so hard to do.
forget about me,
so what will make you see
the saddest part is that
through it all you remained happy.

Lyrics of Alabama - Clear Across America Tonight

Clean Across America Tonight

Just outside of austin
i turned on my radio
turned it in to a satellite station
she was talkin' on a call-in show
she said it was over, she'd made her choice
her mind was made-up by the sound of her voice
Clear across america tonight
clear coast-to-coast tonight
she's long gone, she's outta here
but she's comin' through loud and clear
clear across america tonight
Sounded like he really had it coming
all the times he'd done her wrong
she said, i hope he's listening
and hung-up the telephone
all of a sudden, i realized
it was me she was telling good-bye
Clear across america tonight
clear coast-to-coast tonight
she's long gone, she's outta here
but she's comin' through loud and clear
clear across america tonight
Hello dj, put me on the air
give me the chance to tell her i still care
get her back on the line, tell her i'm still in love
said, "sorry son, but you're breaking up"
Clear across america tonight
clear coast-to-coast tonight
she's long gone, she's outta here
but she's comin' through loud and clear
across america tonight
Across america tonight
clear across america tonight
clear across america tonight
clear across america tonight

Lyrics of Helmet - Clean

Clean

Spread you mind the fish feed
Don't ignore my speech my
Heart bleeds
Make yourself the perfect butt
Some passing thought, I don't know what

Don't remind me, I'll fake
What I need to

Get back in case the door swings and
Don't forget to hide
Your mood rings
Fit to tie
I thought I knew good company
I'd like to be you

You're right behind me and
Mouth all I read

Don't remind me, I'll fake
What I need
You're right behind me and
Mouth all I read

Lyrics of CLEAN PETRA

Clean

You may see me stumble, you may see might fall
You may see me cornered with my back against the wall
Maybe incognito, maybe out to lunch
Maybe caught red-handed or maybe just a hunch

[Chorus]
I'm clean, clean, clean before my Lord
I'm clean, clean, clean before my Lord
Like a spotless lamb, I'm blameless in His sight
With no trace of wrong left to right
I'm clean, clean, clean

Kneeling in the closet begging daily bread
There may be a skeleton hanging overhead
Where are my accusers, nowhere to be found
They all dropped their stones when the Master came around

I've missed the mark I can't deny it
I don't condone or justify it
But I've done nothing that His blood can't wash away
When I take it to the cross and start to pray

Lyrics of Smalltown Poets- Clean

Clean

Clothed in the common and profane
and the tendency for independence
runs through every vein
self aware, bare before you at the water side
afraid to take the step into the tide
oh, i feel so obscene
knowing i am only
Chorus:
clean because you promised me
i'm clean. wash me. i am clean
Called apart never has meant loneliness
but it feels that way any day
i'd rather not confess so take away the part of me
that forgets the price of grace
i have only one hope to erase every failure i have seen
and i am only
Chorus
And ready for the world
thank you, thank you, thank you
Chorus

Lyrics of Clean

Clean

Use me as much as you can
'Cause you've never been
More than a friend
Cause I try and push you away
And make myself clean
And forget you hurt me

Clean
I don't want to be
I don't need to be
I don't want to be

Pressure the less that I feel
The more that I heal
And put back the peices
'Cause you keep taking my soul
Keep letting it go
Your setting me free

You keep bringing me down
Keep my head above ground
The ground that I lay
'Cause I try myself everyday
You say its ok for bringing me pain

Clean
I don't want to be
I don't need to be
I don't want to be

Clean
I don't want to be
I don't need to be
I don't want to be



And when I step outside this place
All I feel is empty
And when I look into your face
All I see is emptiness

Clean
I don't want to be
I don't need to be
I don't want to be

Clean
I don't want to be
I don't need to be
I don't want to be

Clean
I don't want to be (clean!)
I don't need to be (clean!)

Clean
I don't want to be (clean!)
I don't need to be (clean!)

I don't want to be

Lyrics of Depeche Mode - Clean (Official Video)

Clean

The cleanest I've been
An end to the tears
And the in-between years
And the troubles I've seen

Now that I'm clean
You know what I mean
I've broken my fall
Put an end to it all
I've changed my routine
Now I'm clean

I don't understand
What destiny's planned
I'm starting to grasp
What is in my own hands
I don't claim to know
Where my holiness goes
I just know that I like
What is starting to show

Sometimes

Clean
The cleanest I've been
An end to the tears
And the in-between years
And the troubles I've seen

Now that I'm clean
You know what I mean
I've broken my fall
Put an end to it all
I've changed my routine
Now I'm clean



As years go by
All the feelings inside
Twist and they turn
As they ride with the tide
I don't advise
And I don't criticise
I just know what I like
With my own eyes

Sometimes

Clean
The cleanest I've been
An end to the tears
And the in-between years
And the troubles I've seen

Now that I'm clean
You know what I mean
I've broken my fall
Put an end to it all
I've changed my routine
Now I'm clean

Sometimes

Lyrics of This Beautiful Mess - Clean

Clean

You went out there on your own
You went out there to carry the weight
And nobody here goes free

You went to wear the crown of thorns
To throw the first stone at yourself
Cause nobody here is clean
And you gave yourself away
And you gave yourself away

Every finger is pointing at you
Everything is accusing you
Everybody is needing a scapegoat
So you got out there
And you gave yourself away
And you gave yourself away
And you gave yourself away

You're hit in the face
You're spit in the face
Now where is your God
And where is your grace

You're hit in the face
You're spit in the face
Now where is your God
And where is your grace

You're hit in the face
You're spit in the face
Now where is your God
And where is your grace

Lyrics of In Flames - Clayman

Clayman

Your self control makes me feel alone
I've tried confidence, had it for breakfast today
I've lost the perfection, a mess without words
(And) As the seasons change I'll continue to ignore
The image I project - me without me
The picture that I scanned is borrowed

After the education you stopped making sense to me
Seems to me that it's all the same, time and time again
Slowly, all that I believed in, turning into a lie
To aim and miss, my supernatural art
Spending too much time with myself
Trying to explain who I am

How come it's possible
I wish there was a way
(Suddenly) I feel so invincible
I'm the sculpture made out of clay



I need someone to break the silence
Before it all falls apart
I need something to cling onto
Before I break you in parts

So afraid of what you may think
And all the plastic people that surrounds me
I have to find the path to where it all begins
To teach the world my supernatural art

Lyrics of Kristin Hersh Clay Feet

Clay Feet

This is no time to fuck up
Scooting around the linoleum
On all fours, what for again?
Better yourself for somebody else
This is no time to wrestle
You're gonna burst a blood vessel
What for again?
We could be falling in love, like nobody else
Tonight your dream is safe with me
Tomorrow we wake up in L.A.
This is no time to make love
Rolling around the linoleum

We fall and we'll fall again
Better yourself than somebody else
Walking out on clay feet
Walking out the long way
What are you gonna say?
What the hell are you gonna say?
Tonight your secret's safe with me
Tomorrow we wake up in L.A.
Such a lovely dream
What a lovely place

Lyrics of Atmosphere-Clay (explicit)

Clay

When I first landed the damage was outlandish
anguish, anxiousness, and taking it for granted
but when I first landed I was so relieved I lost my focus
so we exceeded recommended dosages
now I hold the crib? that holds the soul that holds the poet skills
exlcusive it leaves illusions of unfocused flows
I don't suppose you're taking too much time
breaking too much mind trying to unravel the parable?
that dismantled and left the lines in need of some assembly
so I can find the secret key and free all the emcees
this planet spins on a thin axis
all axis passes won't help you to grasp the atmos'
I mean, what did you think
my agenda was to freestyle, smile, get paid to smoke weed,
and grab the mic and spoonfeed?
there's more to this than just paying the rent
if you're riding on this song you need to ride it to the end



[Chorus]
what could you say as the Earth gets further and further away?
planets as small as balls of clay (x4)

some shells get broke
some keep their wigs closed
some get exposed as little man big pose
some make moves and some stay daydreamers
but everbody seems to want some loot, food amd a beemer
well make mine hunter green with camel insides,
10 percent tips, Mr. Pibb and some french fries
inch by inch I take it closer to the shoulder
but day by day it's getting harder to stay sober
once again on the edge, head's inebriated
movement needs motive, it's easier to be sedated
what makes me mighty and another tiny?
why does my psyche give a damn about whether or not you like me?
if this crime's right I might be wrong
I grip this mic tight because it's all I really have a grip on
so let the losers lose and let the players play
the difference is the day to the dust some clay, what



[Chorus - 4X]

who's world is that? it ain't mine, and I'm grateful
already got a plate full of clay on my table
I'm capable of handling fate, I know this
so do the people that get pissed when this microphonist spits
too many get caught up in the lines that emcees thought up
but it's clear to me the ones that fear me are the one's that outta
I spot a blemish on your planet's existence
I deliver subtle terror submerged in clever sentences
instantly pissin? away the misfits
the only residue that came of the hypothecially spew they sprayed
when they swayed I'd have em
half of 'em can't fathom
where the 'Mats? from
I may be on those
you can ask 'em
at last, when we get down to it
there's more than sand and fluid
in how I revolve and evolve
can we solve the secrets? No.
can we take trinkets? No.
so when the ink hits it's more than just a sequenced flow
I can't bring you with me so I'm a leave me here
centuries from now they're gonna study Atmosphere
carefully I steer, I'm aware life is fatal
when I go, I want to go like Ho, taken by the play-dough

[Chorus - 4X]

Lyrics of Claws of Madness

Claws Of Madness

[1]
drifting in sleepless nightmares
haunted by poisoned dreams
washing your hands in the water
but the hands will never be clean
[2]
now you pay the price
your dreams drenched in blood
now you realize
you have gone too far
[ref.:]
claws of madness
holding your brain as they take you away
to the other
side of sorrow
where you pay what you owe
Claws of madness
never ending pain drives you insane
you want to
leave this world now
death is kind you will find
[3]
smile in the face of evil
watching your life go by
washing your hands in the water
god knows how you try
[4]
whispers in your mind
voices from far away
can you hear them calling
names from far away
[narrator:]
after the suicide of his wife and companion in treason macbeth must understand that macduff has finally succeeded and put together an army large in numbers and determined to overthrow the tyrant - to purify the scottish crown from the blood that was shed for it... his men flee from him... leaving him alone with his anger... his doubts and his sorrow...
[macbeth:]
tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow creeps in this petty pace from day to day to the last syllable of recorded time, and all our yesterdays have lighted fools the way to dusty death. out, out, brief candle. life's but a walking shadow, a poor player that struts and frets his hour upon the stage, and then is heard no more. it is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.

Lyrics of Therion - Clavicula Nox - With Lyrics (subtitled)

Clavicula Nox

Dark horizons come close to me and
Magic will be my key
I will travel through the gate
To be the finder of my fate
Nox, the night and key I will open your old mystery.
Key of night, open up!
Deep abysses I sink into
And behind the light I go
My long journey never ends,
But I will receive what I send.
Nox, the night and key
I will open your old mystery. key of night, open up!

Lyrics of 🚑 KID BREAKS COLLARBONE AT ELEMENTARY SCHOOL ACTIVITY 🏥

Clavicle

With eyes so stunning tonight,
you know that you could stop their hearts
so be careful not to kill yourself
with the reflecting images in your room
And i will lose you in the emptiest of places
so long as you cross your heart that
this planets still spinning
and will you whisper into my ear
when we are all just emptier now
i will lose you in the emptiest of places
and i will stare at you
with the blankest of stares
I never thought you would hear me say...
i never thought i'd say this.
right now you mean everything to me,
sometimes your all that i have...
so hold on to the times we've got
Sometimes this life makes me feel
just like i could die right now without you.
but there's something about me
like there's something about your skin
it can't always be there for you
but in the coldest of nights
it will keep you warm.

Lyrics of Alkaline Trio - "Clavicle"

Clavicle

Been on top of the world since about six months ago
Marking the first time I laid eyes on you
I lost all train of thought as I entered the room
Saw what looked like really good food then I saw you
And so did you

I want to wake up naked next to you
Kissing the curve in your clavicle
Kissing your clavicle

Been on top of the world since about 1 week ago
Marking a time when I was drunk enough to talk to you
I lost all train of thought as your eyes met mine
Told you I thought you were gorgeous
You gave me your phone number, I gave you mine
Before you left I said that you can bet
I'll be bothering you soon
You said \"No bother, please do\"



I've called you twice
It's been a hellish fight
To not think about you all the time
Sitting around waiting for your call

I want to wake up naked next to you
Kissing the curve in your clavicle
Kissing your clavicle

I want to wake up naked next to you
Kissing the curve in your clavicle

Lyrics of Claudine--5 Chinese Brothers

Claudine

I can see you through the window
By the glow from those party lights
But that glow just don't compare
With those tears shining in your eyes
I see you crying and looking across the street
And I'm alone here wishing that you'd look down at me
No one else can see

Kiss me, Claudine
Kiss me, Claudine
Kiss me, Claudine
Kiss me, Claudine

I can hear the people laughing
And I see you put the headphones on
Now you're swaying just a little bit
To some old girl group song
I can't stay much longer out here on the street
But I'm looking straight at you and I'm conquered in this car seat
Are you looking at me?



Kiss me, Claudine
Kiss me, Claudine
Kiss me, Claudine
Kiss me, Claudine

I wish you'd look at me instead of staring into empty space
But in your eyes are pop star lies
The tears of clowns run down your face

I think about leaving but I'll stay a while
Wish I could see those party lights reflected in a smile
If we were face to face I don't know what I'd do
If I was only twenty three years old and you were twenty two
Maybe we'd be meeting in the Blue Rose Cafe
Talking about great poetry like Walking In the Rain
Would you walk with me

Kiss me, Claudine
Kiss me, Claudine
Kiss me, Claudine
Kiss me, Claudine

Lyrics of Claudia by Martina Sorbara

Claudia

ho likes Wednesdays anyways?
She said 'there's not enough dance in the week
Wouldn't you say?
If I had my way'
She says 'It'd be Friday
And we'd stay and dance til after the band pack the stuff away.'

And oh yea,
Claudia
Wish I danced like you girl
I dance like I had nothing to worry about
'Cept the rock and roll
And yea, oh yea

Look ain't she cool
Oh I'm a right fool
I spill my guts like she cares what I'm going through
And I'm sure she don't like me
Yea but really how could she?
I live by dirby
I come from the country
And I'm a nobody

An yeah oh yeah
Claudia
Wish I was cool as you girl
Oh, wish I had nothing better to worry about
'Cept the rock and roll



And one day I'll just as wild
If she's no shame then why should I
Claudia
Wish I was just like you.

And she got it all man
She got everything.
Wish I was half as glamorous and out of hand
So help me Claudia
Be more just like ya.
Cause I'm scared stiff
Scared have to death
Oh help me shake this pettiness

Wow, oh
Claudia
Wish I was just like you girl
Wish I had nothing better to worry
Oh Claudia
There's no one quite like you girl
Don't you have something better to worry about
'Cept the rock and roll

Lyrics of John Denver - Claudette

Claudette

Oh, Oh Claudette
Oh, Oh Claudette

I got a brand new baby and I feel so good
She loves me better than I thought she would
I'm on my way to her house and I'm all out of breath
And when I see her tonight I'm gonna squeeze her to death

[chorus]

Claudette
Pretty little pet, Claudette
Never let me fret, Claudette
Well she's the prettiest little girl that I have ever met
I get the best lovin' that I'll ever get, from Claudette
Oh, oh Claudette

Well I'm a lucky man - my baby treats me right
She's gonna let me hug and kiss and hold her tight
When the date is over and I'm at her front door
And when I kiss her goodnight I holler more, more, more



[Chorus]

When me and my new baby have a date or three
I'm gonna ask my baby if she'll marry me
I'm gonna be so happy for the rest of my life
When my brand new baby is my brand new wife

[Chorus]

Mmm, mmm Claudette
Oh, oh Claudette
Mmm, mmm Claudette

Lyrics of Dwight Yoakam - Claudette

Claudette

I got a brand new baby and I feel so good
She loves me even better
Than I thought she could
I'm on my way to her house
And I'm plumb out of breath
When I see her tonight
I'm gonna squeeze her to death

Claudette, pretty little thing Claudette
Never makes me fret, Claudette
Well she's the greatest little girl
That I've ever met
I get the best lovin'
That I'll ever get from
Claudette, pretty little pet
Claudette
Oh oh Claudette

Well I'm a lucky man
My baby treats me right
She's gonna let me hug and kiss
And hold her tight
When the date is over
And we're at her front door
I'm gonna kiss her goodnight
I holler more, more, more



Claudette, pretty little thing Claudette
Never makes me fret, Claudette
Well she's the greatest little girl
That I've ever met
I get the best lovin'
That I'll ever get from
Claudette, pretty little pet
Claudette
Oh oh Claudette

When me and my new baby
Have a date or three
I'm gonna ask my baby
If she'll marry me
I'm gonna be so happy
For the rest of my life
When my brand new baby
Is my brand new wife

Claudette, pretty little thing Claudette
Never makes me fret, Claudette
Well she's the greatest little girl
That I've ever met
I get the best lovin'
That I'll ever get from
Claudette, pretty little pet
Claudette
Oh oh Claudette

Hey hey Claudette

Lyrics of Melvins - Claude

Claude

The seeded truth be bare, my dear
Those sub-dun potteries come over quite clear
Those who see both left and right
And claw excise dry bodies for a god to call
And I can leave you handy

Lyrics of THE RHD RX7 JUST GAINED SOME HP!!

By Love I Mean

Ran away, would of stay
but loneliness made me afraid
my heart decided and my feet obeyed
now i'm living just to love you
Day again, night again
i'm waiting for a ride again
i need to be inside again
and a friendly fire to warm me
[chorus:]
by love i mean
we'll be alone together
by love i mean
i want to spend my life with you
by love i mean
i will need or want no other
that's what i mean by love
Back again, inside again
feeling i'm alive again
got my lover, got my friend again
and i got some pride inside me
Ran away, would of stay
but loneliness made me afraid
my heart decided and my feet obeyed
now i'm living just to love you
[chorus]

Lyrics of Classified C.W. MCcall

Classified

I's thumbin' through the want ads in the shelby county tribune when this classified advertisement caught my eye. it said, "take imme-di-ate delivery on this '57 chevrolet half-ton pickup truck. will sell or swap for a hide-a-bed and thirty-five bucks. call one-four-oh, ring two, and ask for bob."
Well, i called bob up on the telephone, he says, "hello, this is bob speakin'." i says "this here the bob got the pickup truck for sale?" he says, "yeah." i says, "where are ya?" he says, "fourteen east on county 12, turn right on the one-lane gravel road, you can park in the yard, beware of the dog, wipe your feet off, knock three times, and bring your billfold."
Well, i tooled on east on county 12, turned right on the one-lane gravel road, and i parked in the yard and a german shepherd come out and grabbed onto my leg. then i knocked three times and wiped my feet, the dog let go and the screen door opened and bob come out and says "whaddya want?" i says, "come to see your truck." he says, "follow me. come on, frank." (dog's name is frank.)
Well, we all went past the chicken house, through the hog pen, down to the tractor shed, and then wound up in back of the barn in a field of cowpies. and settin' right there in a pool of grease was a half-ton chevy pickup truck with a 1960 license plate, a bumper sticker says "vote for dick" and brillo box full of rusty parts, and bob says "whaddya think?".
Well, i kicked the tires and i got in the seat and set on a petrified apple core and found a bunch of field mice livin' in the glove compartment. he says, "her shaft is bent and her rear end leaks, you can fix her quick with an oily rag. use a nail as a starter; i lost the key. don't pay no mind to that whirrin' sound. she use a little oil, but outside a' that, she's cherry."
I says, "what'll take?" he says, "what've you got?" i says, "twenty-eight dollars and fifteen cents." he says, "you got a deal. sign here, i'll go get the title and a can full of gas." i put the nail in the slot and fired 'er up; she coughed and belched up a bunch a' smoke and i backed her right through the hog pen into the yard.
Well, frank jumped in and bit my leg and i beat him off with a crowbar. he jumped on out and the door fell off and the left front tire went flat. i jacked it up and patched the tube and frank tore a piece of my shirt off. then bob come out and called him off and says "you better'd get on out of here."
I went left on the one-lane gravel road, went fourteen west on county 12. took two full quarts of forty-weight oil just to get her to the conoco station. and i pulled up to the regular pump and then harold sykes and his kid come out. he says, "i've seen better stuff at junkyards and where'd you ever get that truck?"
I says, "that's a long story, harold. i's thumbin' through the want ads in the shelby county tribune when this classified advertisement caught my eye. it said, "take imme-di-ate delivery on this '57 chevrolet half-ton pickup truck. will sell or swap for a hide-a-bed and thirty-five bucks..."

Lyrics of Kid Rock-Classic ROCK/E.M.S.P

Classic Rock

Well guess who's back, with a big fat cock
Its the Kid motherfucker with the Classic Rock
Like Wax That Booty, yodeleyeho, punk
Slappin' you hoes with Dick when I get drunk

From Alabama, to Texacana
Bend over bitch and let me slam her
Big fat dick up in your booty, oh goody
If your a freaky hoe, well do the backdoor boody

Bitch
Don't need your front
You'de shit your pants if I licked your cunt
Fuckin' in the can, fuckin' in the showers

I got more hoes then my man Ed Powers
I won't send flowers at the fuckin [unknown]
You can bet your ass I'll be screaming [unknown]
I don't really need to be tied down



I'm a rancid man and I'll slap the bells
When I was on the hunt rippin hoes apart
And I fuck so hard I make their pussy fart
Do the hip-hip-hop yep it don't stop

I'm back, bitch, with the Classic Rock
[unknown]
Now if you want to be fucked then step up, bitch
I'm gonna pack my dick all up in your shit

Now I don't like rubbers, they hold me back
Instead a hoe like (???) would rock that back
I won't cut slack for the stuck up hoes
Here, my prime turn up their nose

Slimmy on a slit, try to tell me how to shake
An' when I trop my drawers and shove up my dick
Huh, you know that's true
I got a pocket full of pills and a bottle of brew

Got a hole Nig Sue in one dang pants
Fucked em both at the same time
Playin' shows, fuckin' hoes
Got the dope in my veins and up my nose

I want some hoes I can mack on
Kid Rock, an' I get more pussy then a tamp-on
Kid, to the clip, to the grip, to the flip
Stood back, to the slap, to my nuts in your butt

Yeah don't stop, because I'm back with the Classic Rock
You put my balls in your mouth, and you don't stop
You put my balls in your mouth

Lyrics of Speechwriters LLC - "CHBB" - NYC 2006

Classic Heart-breaking Bitches

Well you started off, you were flying in the air, drunk without a care, on the love of somebody out there
and your heart did pound, every time you’d hear the sound, of your true love queened and crowned, and the flowers were smelling like heaven
there were walks in the park, there were kisses in the dark, and proverbial sparks, that always precede failure
and your heart did fly, and your soul was telling lies, and you never asked why, this couldn’t all last, forever
And there were, granted wishes and heartbreaking bitches and a world too inanimate to grab you by your britches and say, that you don’t ever want to be in love, again
There were days in the sand, we just kissed and held hands, dreamed utopic foreign lands, where we’d live together, forever
and time was a blur, punctuated with a stir, it was always cause of her, and always was never enough
you start thinking about, all the times you’ve spent without, it begets a seed of doubt, in the clockwork peach in your soul
and your memories bleed, and your pulse is gaining speed, all these thoughts are a disease, and poetry’s one of the flesh
And there were, granted wishes and heartbreaking bitches and a world too inanimate to grab you by your britches and say, that you don’t ever want to be in love, again
Now the world seems strange, all your thoughts are rearranged, and you’re feeling quite estranged, oh i hate remembering vacation
now you’re distorting pictures and dislodging fixtures, and creating mixtures of truth and reality
and your heart’s palpitating, as your world’s disintegrating, you begin to start hating, the things that make life life
And every time you dream of better, all you end up getting is worse
and the ability to truly see the changes in your life could be the ultimate encompassing curse
but intrinsically humanity cannot end on such tragedy so here it is the silvery verse, oh i must sing
That there are prom night dresses and fairytale princesses and a world too inanimate to openly confess all its sins, love’s the...

Lyrics of Jane's Addiction - Classic Girl (Official Music Video)

Classic Girl

4:05
In my neighborhood,
When shots go off,
No one bothers.
A POP, and a reply POP, and no reply

Dinosaurs on the quilt I wore
With a girl.
Such a classic girl,
Such a classic girl,
Such a classic girl

Gives her man great ideas.
Hears you tell your friends,
Hey man, listen to my great idea!
It's true I am a villain
When you fall ill,
that's probably because

Men never can be.
Not like a girl.
A classic girl,
Such a classic girl

They may say, Those were the days,,
But in a way,
You know for us these are the days.
Yes, for us these are the days

And you know you're my girl!
Such a classic girl,
Such a classic girl

Yeah for us these are the days

Lyrics of Adrian Gurvitz - Classic (1982)

Classic

Got to write a classic
Got to write it in an attic
Baby, I'm an addict now
An addict for your love

I was a stray boy
And you was my best toy
Found it easy to annoy you
But you were different from the rest
And I loved you all the wrong ways
Now listen to me say
If it changed to another way
Would the difference make it
Would it be a classic
I gotta send it right away

Got to write a classic
Got to write it in an attic
Baby, I'm an addict now
An addict for your love

Gotta write it down and send it right away

Got to write a classic
Got to write it in an attic
Baby, I'm an addict now
An addict for your love



Now I'm living my life
One day at a time
Since losing your love
I've been losing my mind
No more can I see
The future so clear
And it's not what I mean
I mean it's not what it seems
I just keep living for dreams
And it's not what I mean
I mean it's not what it seems
I just keep living for dreams

Got to write a classic
Got to write it in an attic
Baby, I'm an addict now
An addict for your love

Gotta write it down and send it right away.

Lyrics of Jersey- Class War

Class War

Is this fucking life? No, I call it fucking war
You preach the word of freedom, now it's time to even the score
You standardize the masses with your classes
And condemn us to a life that we can't compete

How can there be such a fucking division
Where the rich get richer and the poor get nothing
If it was up to me I'd try to make them see
That they've got to come back down and see things
Like a human being
It's a class war!

Compassionate lies. To up your disguise
Humanitarian gestures to illuminate your image
But I see that it's fake
If you want is what you get it's cause we work
Blood, sweat and tears
It's a class war!

Lyrics of Dan Harmon | Is Reality Just a Fart? | Talks at Google

Class Oppression 101

Conform, consume and self-constrict: the credo of the middle class
neo-neo-imperialists. the globe's been conquered by capitalists and
all that's left to be insured is the masses of the herd that's me
and you. the multitudes, haven't you heard? there's a war on the
street against change. seattle display. media portrayal. rubber
bullets and batons to teh face. their democratic way. we're policed
in a cage. masses of youth, haven't you heard? corporations are
running our world. top down power like fascist regimes and the
environments paying the bill, then we pawn off good will! have not
you heard? or is your head caught up in their system? corporate
media controlling the truth. sugar and lies and everything nice.
persist to forget... who paid for your nikes. its so obvious,
haven't you heard? this political arena's a joke. its all the same
shit in a different pile. blow out our brains when we're casting our
vote- it's russian roulette. haven't you heard? or is your head
caught up in their system? with corporate media distorting the
truth. sugar and lies and everything nice. persist to forget, who
paid for your nikes? and don't you know, they paid with their lives

Lyrics of Liam Geddes - Lifeboat ft. Class A'z

Class Life

Take me away from this class of bore
where our minds are locked in a store
that allows no initiative for creativeness
of our souls, holes tearing through our brains
draining our uniqueness till we become sheep,sleep,
its like they like it when they tell us to learn, concern
is not an issue for most of them, men dont try they say
and dismiss them for bums, well maybe im not that bright but
i could have sight, for some-one like myself if i hadnt a
preacher but a teacher
who inspired, the fire and kept faith in me,
maybe id be a little smarter in marter the school where im at,
come-at me with a new schooling system and i'll listen,
to those people who think they can make a difference,
in the interest of the students to make them want to show up,
not slow up, but get their hsc with pride, rather denied
by the people who've pretended to care, is it fair?
as the course gets harder, expectations arise till it, comprises
of people who despise, alternatives to study and school, fool,
why dont you play sport and hang out with your friends?,
why dont you make it time for the end?,
of all your excessive, impressive, depressive style
you been in, open up and let the light shine in,
then once you got a rounded lifestyle,
then you can listen to the,
your not trying, miss im dying, you should be flying, dont start crying,
attitude, they say when you talk back,
its like im being attacked, for trying to explain,
the feeling and the pain, i get when i think of all it,
its insane im still pumping alive,
sitting inside this class.

Lyrics of Killing Heidi - Class Celebrities

Class Celebrities

Black mascara smudges your face
You sit in your grassy place
The grass is oh so greener on the other side
But then I wonder why?

It's never gonna be that way
'Cause you got a pretty face
Not gonna be one of those girls
Don't want to live in that world

Does popularity come with a make-up case?
Just think of all the time you waste
See the sporties get their prizes
As we hide in the faculties demises

It's never gonna be that way
'Cause you got a pretty face
Not gonna be one of those girls
Don't want to live in that world

It's never gonna be that way
'Cause you got a pretty face
Not gonna be one of those girls
Don't want to live in that world

Lyrics of Clash with Reality

Clash With Reality

Sometimes I know
I feel untouchable
Drowning in life
Caught up in the accessible
Back down the ground
I hear the sound
There's no escape
The concrete cloud
Spilling on me
Drenching me with
Layman's sins
I hear the sirens
From the back of me
I'm crashing face first
Into the glass eye

Clash with reality
It rears it's ugly head
Clash with reality
The indescribable
Let the dogs lie
Where we sleep
Irrelevant theme

A situation and there's
Nothing but right
In kicks the door
Nobody moves
'Cause in walks the problem
Dictates your fate
Evicts, convicts
Who'll sign the write of life?
This now becomes
Their morbid game
Who's piss poor excuse
Is this for a world?
It swells my hatred
Day by day



Clash with reality
It rears it's ugly head
Clash with reality
The indescribable
Let the dogs lie
Where we sleep
Irrelevant theme

Clash with reality
It rears it's ugly head
Clash with reality
The indescribable
Let the dogs lie
Where we sleep
Irrelevant theme

Clash with reality

Lyrics of Killarmy Clash Of The Titans

Clash Of The Titans

Take em to war son (yeah)
Yo wassup dog?
Seven commandments knahmean?
Yo son with the seven commandments

Chorus: (6x)
Yo i'm about the army shit the raw shit
The military war hits with gun clips

[shogun assasson]
Yo my battleground's where i lounge
Fightin wars from dusk til dawn
In the trenches of hell
There's more blood spilled than hamburger hill
The planet earth is the battlefield
Enemy troops can't come face to face with death
Black mission caught for cold steel
The last art drill when i open fire
Better aim to kill
As the destruction that i reveal like revelations
Drop jews like parables that can't be seen with the eye like constellations
You're lost in the nation with no mental vision
Unseen strikes your vital like precision
I'm camouflged in the large with ammunition

[9th prince]
I'm in deep meditation like the great indian monk dowmo
Lyrical desperados thrown like a torpedo from black masks like zorro
I froze all the scriptures and literature of killers
Riddlers and hitlers
Sick photographers who paint bloody pictures
Wu-tang is the foundation, we movin populations
And you can not stand then control the minds of asians
Candy cat raps gets your tongue cut off and run through his back
Sabotage savages got stabbed as i watched blood drip from their fabrics
Madman ran up in the church and stuck the reverend
Stabbed him with a cross, some say he was stuck by the seven
The seven commandments
Metric equivalents
Meaning many niggas died for pleasures

[dom pachino]
I wagin guerilla warfare, supply the yellow jackets
Each one containin a mini sovereign homing missile
Fittin your sides ragged
Puerto rican terrorist from the middle east refusin the mark of the beast
Increase your energy by one bar while i unleash
Thoughts that remain on your brain like scars for life
Made possible by the mic device
I slice wieldin a sharp instrument
Sharpened in the temple of pyramids
Used to drill a hole through the minds of the ignorant
It's my assignment burn up the climate usin rays from the sun
Dom pachino madman assassinatin tracks with shogun

[street life]
Yo bring it on, i deal with this like my first born
My brain form blow mcs away like desert storm
21st century crime for you being born
Us currency got me itchin my palms
P.l.o. killer tactics like i support a fact
Dead back was the feedback, park hill's badass
I deal with this shit like it's my last
So to speak what you say son go have a blast
I'm livin for the city, i burn as the world turn
First degree poetry
Hold your headpiece, when i release i clear the streets
Killarmy passed the heat so i'ma dead the piece
P.l.o. is the street life out in the streets

[beretta 9]
Mentally i be ready, pass the machette
My thoughts travel fast like mario andretti
Racin through this hellhole or ghetto through the poverty
It's all about survival so i can risk the robbery
Goin through the struggle, trials and execution
This is my solution to this revolution
Pay close attention, lyrical precision
My mind be my war guide, observe, learn and listen
Knowledge before your wisdom unleashed for the children
'96 be buildin the stat or be killed in

Lyrics of Cypress Hill - Clash Of The Titans (with lyrics)

Clash Of The Titans

Zeus: "make certain that no stone stands
that no creature crawls
i command you to let lose the last of the titans"
"it's time to strike!"
[b-real]
let the rain pour down from god above
with the blood of my blade, no love, begin the flood
open the gates, let the battle begin, wherein
with wind at our backs, ready for any attacks
sound the horns, prepare for war, begin the storm
the flaming arrows hitting your body, keeping you warm
with the uniform of my sworn enemies
you raped and pillaged my city, and spread disease
feel the sword of the warrior's wrath, the path you take
can lead to the math that the master's break
the clash of the titans, are you frightened of loss
fighting with the cause to free, you and yours, and god's law
look in the stars, aligned with sign and mars
destruction, what's your function, you roll with god
"attention" 2x
[b-real]
the soul of the master's elements, disaster
breaking ya faster, transmitting the broadcaster
the blade swings, slashing your throat
the vision's on the mission, seeking the note
dropping the bomb, by remote
load up the cavalry's, no salaries, the keys
the life's memories, strife bringing the thieves
cut the heads off, hide in the loft, don't even cough
or breath, pay the cost, moving your life's lost
let the spirit reunite, with your weapon, you wanna fight
hear the sound of the warriors stepping into the night
the eye in the sky, looking to punish ya, never hide
no cover to shelter your life, the souls begin to rise
and to clash
"attention" 2x
[b-real]
god's enemies, fall in upon, the knees crawling
beheading the dead souls, who runaway from their calling
behold, the white horse, remorse, never the case
every corner of the world, the battle is taking place
let the war drum set the pace, you face fire
resume, from the temple of boom, and seek higher thought
maybe you live, or maybe not, the blade's hot
many renegades ready for battle, die on the spot
with one shot, one whole city becomes rocked
the clash rages on, people remain calm
good, bad, all in the balance, you going mad
you can never tell, heaven or hell, the blood shed
and it's all around, you can't run, sit in the cell
when the war's over, the light will shine, covering the spell
celebrate now, put the blades to rest
no wickedness, only the blessed will hold down
"attention"
"you creating hysteria"
"attention" 2x

Lyrics of Clash City Rockers

Clash City Rockers

An' I want to move the town to the Clash city rockers
You need a little jump of electrical shockers
You better leave town if you only want to knock us
Nothing stands the pressure of the Clash city rockers

You see the rate they come down the escalator
Now listen to the tube train accelerator
Then you realize that you got to have a purpose
Or this place is gonna knock you out sooner or later

So don't complain about your useless employment
Jack it in forever tonight
Or shut your mouth and pretend you enjoy it
Think of all the money you've got

An' I want to liquefy everybody gone dry
Or plug into the aerials that poke up in the sky
Or burn down the suburbs with the half-closed eyes
You won't succeed unless you try



You owe me a move say the bells of St. Groove
Come on and show me say the bells of Old Bowie
When I am fitter say the bells of Gary Glitter
No one but you and I say the bells of Prince Far-I
No one but you and I say the bells of Prince Far-I

An' I want to move the town to the Clash city rockers
You need a little jump of electrical shockers
You better leave town if you only want to knock us
Nothing stands the pressure of the Clash city rockers
Rock rock Clash city rockers

Lyrics of The Postal Service - Clark Gable

Clark Gable

I was waiting for a cross-town train
On the London Underground
When it struck me,
(When it struck me)

That I've been waiting since birth
To find a love that would look and sound
Like a movie.

So I changed my plans,
I rented a camera and a van
And then I called you.
(And then I called you)

I need you to pretend
That we are in love again
And you agreed to.

I want so badly to believe
That there is truth,
That love is real.

And I want life in every word
To the extent that it's absurd.

I greased the lens
And framed the shot
Using a friend as my stand-in.
(As my stand-in)



The script, it called for rain
But it was clear that day
So we faked it.

The marker snapped
And I yelled \"Quiet on the set\"
And then called \"Action\".
(And then called \"Action\")

I kissed you in a style
Clark Gable would have admired,
I thought it classic.

I want so badly to believe
That there is truth,
That love is real.

And I want life in every word
To the extent that it's absurd.

I know you're wise beyond your years
But do you ever get the fears
That your perfect verse is just a lie
You tell yourself to help you
Get by?

Lyrics of John Mayer - Clarity (Official Music Video)

Clarity

I worry, I weigh three times my body
I worry, I throw my fear around
But this morning
There's a calm I can't explain
The rock candy's melted, only diamonds now remain, oh

By the time I recognize this moment
This moment will be gone
But I will bend the light pretending
That it somehow lingered on, well I got is oh

And I will wait to find
If this will last forever
And I will wait to find
If this will last forever
And I will pay no mind
When it won't and it won't because it can't
It just can't (It's not supposed to)

Was there a second of time I looked around?
Did I sail through or drop my anchor down?
Was anything enough to kiss the ground
And say I'm here now?
And she is here now, oh



So much wasted in the afternoon
So much sacred in the month of June
How 'bout you?

And I will wait to find
If this will last forever (yeah)
And I will wait to find
That it wont, and it won't and it won't
And I will pay no mind
Worried 'bout no rainy weather (yeah)
And I will waste no time
Remaining in our lives together

Lyrics of Clarity

Clarity

I'll take your words as if you were talking to me.
Say what I know you'll say and say it through your teeth.
With pride keep every failure in.
And with pride hold on to the sinking.
Now in the deep and down your heart moves.
Now in the deep and down, I don't know how but I know I want out.
Wait for something better.
Will I know when it can be us?
Maybe that doesn't mean us.
Wait for something better?
I shouldn't, it's not enough.
Pull one excuse from another.
Just one excuse from another.
This time it means us. stop.

Lyrics of Mindless Self Indulgence - Clarissa

Clarissa

every single one of you goddamn bitches ain't never gonna know love
i'm telling you every single one of you goddamn bitches ain't never gonna know love

every little thing you do, rock mine
every little thing you do, fucking ho

on monday night bitch
tuesday night bitch
wednesday night bitch
thursday night bitch

if you're so smart, explain this clarissa, pow
explain this, clarissa, clarissa, clarissa

every single one of you goddamn bitches ain't never gonna know love
i'm telling you every single one of you goddamn bitches ain't never gonna know love

every little thing you do, rock mine
every little thing you do, fucking ho



on monday night bitch
tuesday night bitch
wednesday night bitch
thursday night bitch

you're so smart
come hold me fergusun, come on and ride me now
come hold me fergusun, well i said i got nothing
come hold me ferguson,
come hold me ferguson, come hold me ferguson
come on come on come on ride it ride it pow

Lyrics of Clarice

Clarice

Clarice lay down your mind, it's there just hard to find
Follow me as we wind our way, away

Behind an open door there lies a million more
Follow me as we wind our way, away

Time is coming soon I'll find you (Time is coming soon I'll find you)
Time is coming soon I'll find you (Time is coming soon I'll find you)
Time is coming soon, time is coming soon

Behind an open door there lies a million more
Follow me as we wind our way, away

Time is coming soon I'll find you (Time is coming soon I'll find you)
Time is coming soon I'll find you (Time is coming soon I'll find you)
Time is coming soon, time is coming soon

Lyrics of Kevin Ayers - Clarence In Wonderland

Clarence In Wonderland

Sitting on the beach like Clarence in Wonderland
I had a dream and I know you will understand
Riding up the beach, it only took a moment
Along came a lady looking for amusement

She came up to me and everything was smiling
And then she said something, it sounded like a violin
Let's go to my chateau, we could have a good time
Drinking lots of sky wine

Miss Juliet Kate, Queen of the moon
We're gonna get there soon
Gonna get there soon
There's no doubt about it

Miss Juliet Kate, Queen of the moon
We're gonna get there soon
Gonna get there soon
Miss Juliet Kate, Queen of the moon in June and this tune
We're gonna get there soon, soon. Soon, soon

Lyrics of The Saw Doctors - Clare Island

Clare Island

Will you meet me on clare island,
summer stars are in the sky.
get the ferry out from roona,
and wave all our cares goodbye.

And we go dancing at the cailhy,
we go kissin' on the strand.
take our clothes off in the moonlight,
skinnydippin' hand in hand
We start drinkin' in the twilight,
keep it up untill the dawnn,
vote the bars because,
theres no guards,
take our names and send us home
Will you meet me on clare island,
summer stars are in the sky.
get the ferry out from roona,
and wave all our cares goodbye.
Gettin weary of the city,
seems so many things have changed
lets head off for ??
when she walked it never end
Will you meet me on clare island,
summer stars are in the sky.
get the ferry out from roona,
and wave all our cares goodbye.
(instrumental)
And if theres wild and tall white horses
and if theres warewolves in the bayy
i dont care if the boat can ?
we get home some other day
Will you meet me on clare island,
summer stars are in the sky.
get the ferry out from roona,
and wave all our cares goodbye.
Ohh oh oh ohohohohh(x3)
will u meet me on clare island
Ohh oh oh ohohohohh(x3)
will u meet me on clare island(x3)
When the stars are in sky

Lyrics of 50 FOOT WAVE: "Clara Bow"

Clara Bow

I didn't use you, but I wish I had
I never liked you, but I wish I did
But I wish I did

Whether it was soaking in your poppy tea
Or your southern hospitality
Your voice has a sing-song quality
And bones were made to be broken
And bones were made to be broken

Yes, all right, I can
With sunburned lips I can bitch
Yes, all right, I can
With sunburned lips I can bitch
About another stupid summer
About another stupid summer
About another stupid summer
About another stupid summer

Paste eaters like this sad season
Strong women gripe and bite your heavy tongues
And bite your heavy tongues



Whether it was soaking in your poppy tea
Or your southern hospitality
Your voice has a sing-song quality
And bones were made to be broken
And bones were made to be broken

Yes, all right, I can
With sunburned lips I can bitch
Yes, all right, I can
With sunburned lips I can bitch
About another stupid summer
About another stupid summer
About another stupid summer
About another stupid summer

Lyrics of Country Joe McDonald & Jerry Garcia - Clara Barton

Clara Barton

Every time in the world someone receives first aid
You can thank Clara Barton for the life that is saved
She lived out her life in a world ruled by men
Every time they knocked her down she got back up again
Clara Barton

Civil War Veterans with tears in their eyes
Told how she braved the battle lust to save their lives
She never ran from the shot and the shell
Bringing aid and comfort in the midst of Hell
And even then at the war's very end
When the prisoners were lost and without friends
She helped families to find those that they loved
A professional angel sent from up above

Thank the Lord for Clara Barton and long live her name
The American Red Cross is her claim to fame.
When you see a Red Cross worker in a time of flood or war
Take a moment to remember and thank the Lord for Clara Barton.

Lyrics of Clara - The Ataris

Clara

I saw you cryin' as I turned away
Did I see your face, like it wasn't there
And I know I was wrong
Yeah, I knew it all along

But I didn't care about you
Clara, where are you today?
And did you make the same mistakes
That I made, a million times before I met

You
Did you go, did you run, did you think of
Your son?
Did you know you're not the only one

That tried to make a piece of coal into a
Diamond yeah!
So everything's fine now, at least you say
Maybe that's o.k.

But you know it's
Wrong
Was I right, did it last?
Were you dwelling on the past?

Or hanging on to a memory
So you say your time will never come
Maybe you should go ahead and jump
Then you'll become exactly what you are

Hanging onto
Standing there on the bridge
With your feet on the ledge
Maybe I might push you over the edge

And send you falling straight to the ground.

Lyrics of Shihad - Clapper-Loader

Clapper-loader

Borrowed reason
that taste stirs nothing in me
and the only way to get by
is being built into this wall
yeah it's a copout
standing still to please your doubt
and for years in a snare
we're so sorry we left out your reason to crawl
So sit down vacuum child get sucked in
desensitize, stand up
direct feed in through your eyes
but now your looking the wrong way
why play not wanting anymore
the first bites the best
so you leave the rest
lying face down like a razor
lying
Good evening clapper loader
you should override the writer
making stories fold because truths are told
in better ways than these
believe me - i could show you if i had something to show
but your histories been bound and gagged
and the pattern thats ingrained tells you to...
crawl into yourself
safe inside your cage

Lyrics of SCP Foundation Readings: SCP-261 Pan dimensional Vending Machine | safe | Food / drink scp

Clap Your Hands And Slap Your Cheeks

Flubbery lumps of...
sugar make wonderful speed...
enhancing performance ten fold by....
vibrating like a sextoy and giving...
head-aches are so painful after...
rock concerts make you wanna...
puke into the toilet on a...
saturday night!!!!

Lyrics of Rah Digga ~ Clap yo hands (everybody)

Clap Your Hands (bonus Track)

Yo yo yo yo
Everybody
Everybody
Everybody

Now tell everybody how you came up with your name
What was it like try'na get up in the game
Dirty harriet's the name saying anything goes
Acting like you never seen a tomboy in dress clothes
Like you run around splurging deepen the excursion
Tv people pissed cause i spit the dirty version
Now tell everybody what be going through your mind
Up on the stage when you bout to bust a rhyme
Seein' people on my left, seein' people on my right
Every now and them you come across a fuc*** up mic
Make sure they got water stay steady with the light
And i rock it so tight, make the bitches start a fight
Now tell everybody bout niggas in your camp
How we be rolling, when we work and we lam
Got rock sham bus ramp spliff me six
And another set of caps double that in the bricks
Some smoke, some drink, some battle just for kicks
Some'll give your ass a duffy just for try'na take flicks
Now tell everybody what be going through your brains
Celeb chick up in the rap game
Smoke a rogie in a store getting tipsy on a plane
Take a whole lot of money
Fuck around and ride the train
Say my voice too maley, can't understand me
No album out superbitch won a grammy


Chorus:
All the ladies in the place clap your hands
All the fellas in the house clap your hands
Everybody (everybody)
Everybody (everybody)
Say "come on, bounce, come on, bounce" (everybo-dy)
Everybody (everybody)
Everybody (everybody)
Say "come on, bounce, come on, bounce" (everybo-dy)



Now tell everybody bout niggas on your block
In new jerus where the crime don't stop
See a bunch of little niggas wearing scuffed up tim's
If his stash been tapped it was probably juanes mins
Some like to shoot dice f*** around lose friends
Some'll blow your brains out get you for your rims
Now tell everybody bout bitches 'round the way
Who like to hustle
Lose scams everyday
Type of chicks hit first
Even let they kids curse
Get a check every month
Day job as a nurse
I'm bumping out the crib playing scratch card numbers
So i'ma get slick
Evict they own man running
Now tell everybody how we dipping in the stash
Or with the swerve don't be spending no cash
Drinking all type of goodies
Sending heads on a run
Everytime i pass a l
Here comes another one
Now bitch got the munchies
Making heads front me
Dipping in the dro
Niggas f*** around and jump me
Now tell everybody how we keep it on lock
Now where we headed when the block get hot
Now we speeding on the ave.
Puffing on lots of gandas
Pumping jay shit
Somebody got nastradamus
Kicking one-liners
Car full of rhymers
Dipping down the block when the cops get behind us
Now tell everybody where you heard it all first
Type of shit going into digga verse
Say intellect punch lines
Kill 'em all one time
Voice still crazy
Even when i kick my fun rhymes
Digga supreme
Clientele like ghost faces
Niggas have to go rewrite in most cases


Chorus:
All the ladies in the place clap your hands
All the fellas in the house clap your hands
Everybody (everybody)
Everybody (everybody)
Say "come on, bounce, come on, bounce" (everybo-dy)
Everybody (everybody)
Everybody (everybody)

Say "come on, bounce, come on, bounce" (everybo-dy)
Everybody (everybody)

Everybody (everybody)
Say "come on, bounce, come on, bounce" (everybo-dy)

Everybody (everybody)
Everybody (everybody)
Say "come on, bounce, come on, bounce" (everybo-dy)

Lyrics of Black Eyed Peas Behind the Front - Clap Your Hands

Clap Your Hands

Yeah, yeah
Check it out, y'all
Just clap your hands y'all, c'mon, c'mon
Clap your hands y'all, c'mon, c'mon
Just clap your hands y'all, c'mon, c'mon
Clap your hands y'all, c'mon, c'mon
Just clap your hands y'all, c'mon, c'mon

It's too much looky-looky-looky
Too much watchy-watchy-wah
They looky-looky-looky
And they watchy-watchy-wah, uh-ah, uh-ah

Tell me why all these bumaclutz try to clown me
I tell 'em move away, me need some privacy
Don't you know I am the man that come up positivity
Never negativity 'cause we create then do-re-mi
My name is Will.I.Am from B.E.P
Black Eyed Peas, numero uno, we be jammin' like Marty
If I'm technical with my rhymes, let me know now
I shake it all around, niggas know how we be throwin' down
Too much looky, who be ditchin' y'all like hooky
Honey's wanna get up on me like suki-suki
They call me on my celly talkin' bout mushi-mushi
They pullin' on my body, feelin' on my tushi-tushi



It's too much looky-looky-looky
Too much watchy-watchy-wah
They looky-looky-looky
And they watchy-watchy-wah, uh-ah, uh-ah
And don't you know, I need some privacy
Excuse me young girl, me need some privacy

Cause the Black Eyed Peas is coming woofin' mighty-mighty flow
I'm deliverin' the rhymes because my mama told me so
I'm a do what my mama say and rock dollar y'all
Mama say, mama sah, mama-makusta
Too much looky, and we the last cookie
We're pastry, dippin' like, umm umm, le Criste
Lickin' on your finger and you lickin' your hand
That good, finish that man
Make sure (sure...) make sure



[Chorus:]
Clap your hands now, people stomp your feet
Clap your hands now, people clap your hands
Clap your hands now, people stomp your feet
Clap your hands now, people clap your hands
Clap your hands now, people stomp your feet
Clap your hands now, people clap your hands
Clap your hands now, people stomp your feet
Clap your hands now

It's too much looky-looky-looky
Too much watchy-watchy-wah
They looky-looky-looky
And they watchy-watchy-wah, uh-ah, uh-ah
And you know, I need some privacy
Go play somewhere else, me need some privacy

We open up, bottle killin', the business, showbiz
We be passin' the Peas, purposely and positive
Wonder if is, where does it last, say here it is
Should be all up in your ear, with a test and a quiz
See ya dance, say damn, now what it is?
Want to in sync with all the Peabody kids
You be nodding your head back and forth like this
They be feelin' my move, then your mind is in bliss
So put your hands together now we ready to bounce
Got the whole world waiting for this, to be announced
Know you just got satisfaction by the ounce
You can either jump up and boogie or just lounge

It's too much looky-looky-looky
Too much watchy-watchy-wah
They looky-looky-looky
And they watchy-watchy-wah, uh-ah, uh-ah
I thought I said need some privacy
Go play somewhere else, me need some privacy

Recite more poetic, a tactic from the attic
Apl de Ap, gets critical and droppin' shit
Like a dimensional picture
You architect, so I free you to get the scripture
But when it hit ya, I got you turning like elixir
Back a glass of cognac, we divide the mixture
I'm about to fix you up, with a new texture
More information better down like a letter
And in the sector

[Chorus]

Clap your hands y'all, c'mon, c'mon
Just clap our hands y'all, c'mon, c'mon
Just clap our hands y'all, c'mon, c'mon
Just clap our hands y'all, c'mon, c'mon

It's too much looky-looky-looky
Too much watchy-watchy-wah
They looky-looky-looky
And they watchy-watchy-wah, uh-ah, uh-ah
You know I need some privacy
Go play somewhere else, me need some privacy

So put your hands together now we ready to bounce
Got the whole world waiting for this, to be announced
Know you just got satisfaction by the ounce
You can either jump up and boogie or just lounge

It's too much looky-looky-looky
Too much watchy-watchy-wah
They looky-looky-looky
And they watchy-watchy-wah, uh-ah, uh-ah
You gotta give me privacy

[Chorus]

It's too much looky-looky-looky
Too much watchy-watchy-wah
They looky-looky-looky
And they watchy-watchy-wah, uh-ah, uh-ah

Clap your hands now, people stomp your feet
Clap your hands now, people clap your hands
Clap your hands now, people stomp your feet
Clap your hands now

Lyrics of Naughty By Nature - Clap Yo Hands

Clap Yo Hands

Coming out the alleyways of Illtown
Producer extraordinaire Kaygee
Followed by the backbone VinRock
And the last to fall onto this planet: Me

Falling through the earth with a burst first for ya
Clapping ya hands now we must say errah!
For sure but I am still thirsty oh mercy!
It's worse see come firs see oh curse me! It's Jersey!
Slappin' through the skins now a trends backin' in
Broader than Broad Street backed by Mac 10's
No lights skip the cameras we haul action in.
Its Naughty plannin' an orgy, already back again.
Kay's trackin' this so clicks clap to this as we rap to this
Hoochies pop their coochies and slap their hips
Even when in Texas with no gear troopin'
That's when I find the baddest broads in Houston boostin'
Breakdown feel the party
Put your hands together everybody
All the ladies in the house I call the honies first
Cause it's pure and ya sure, sure ta get your money's worth
So just...



[CHORUS]
Clap Your Hands This Evening, Come On why'all Say It's Alright [4X]
Clap Yo Hands
To all my people on the left, \"Clap To This\"
To all my people on the right, \"Clap To This\"
To all my people on the top, \"Clap To This\"
And in the front don't stop, \"Clap To This\"

And to those other mc's: Naughty By Nature fall? Nigga please!
We just took the time to form three companies
Now the whole industry
Awaits the new recital
I'll take your favorite idol I'll crumple up their title
In their face cause I'm fed up with that same ol' crap
Lack of developing your crew that's why your stage show's wack!



So let the sleeping and assuming and the B.S. stop
Because, Naughty is to live and die for Hip Hop and I'm VinRock.
I'm holdin' down the fort around my block
I reign in this game jackin'other people's props
Many crews only stress me
Petty fools try to test me
Very few impress me, bless me
I sneeze upon the wack
No one but us could do it like that to me the rest's considered scrap
Fact: Naughty niggas will never be defeated
Come and try word God, word to life, I put that on the double I.

[CHORUS ]
Clap Your Hands This Evening. Come On why'all Say It's Alright [2X]
Clap Yo Hands

According to the calculations from the slums it's hittin'.
Hey! Kay makes tracks all funky like raw chittlins
Styles are splitin' think I'm kiddin'? well nigga listen
Clap long and steady til your palm's sore & sweaty
Started cutting more than petty confetty
Right after I said bye bye to Ali Ba Ba the punany papa's machete
hope ya ready, but if you're not, guard ya knot,
Grill, nose opposed to blows that's all the same spot
Still chill I rock real and raw like a brawl's a small fight
Shorty taking tall mics so practice saying alright
ah-ight? - the party is tight
Pass the ball all in the back head towards the front cause the wall
won't fall
I might make moves and motions
Start a crammed commotion
Make kitties and titties in the city glow like lotion
Remember freestyles where freebies
systems still sound like CB's, leat tracks leave them wheaties
I'm greedy, can't see me
Wit bifoc's I fry then fly folks with high hopes
Watch my smoke now why choke
Sly stroke get by nope now negro
You were, dead-ass wrong
Head too strong
Now here's your zero
We can get deep like way down
Hi lobsters, seaweed, sand, sunk ships and missing mobsters
Hip-hoppers know hard, guess who's back again
That Naughty click clan to make you clap your hands!

[CHORUS]
Clap Your Hands This Evening, Come On why'all Say It's Alright [4X]
Clap Yo Hands
To all my people on the left, \"Clap To This\"
To all my people on the right, \"Clap To This\"
To all my people on the top, \"Clap To This\"
And in the front don't stop, \"Clap To This\"

Lyrics of Tom Waits - Clap Hands

Clap Hands

Sane, sane, they're all insane
Fireman's blind, the conductor is lame
A Cincinnati jacket and a sad-luck dame
Hanging out the window with a bottle full of rain
Clap hands, clap hands
Clap hands, clap hands

Said roar, roar, the thunder and the roar
Son of a bitch is never coming back here no more
The moon in the window and a bird on the pole
We can always find a millionaire to shovel all the coal
Clap hands, clap hands
Clap hands, clap hands

Said steam, steam, a hundred bad dreams
Going up to Harlem with a pistol in his jeans
A fifty-dollar bill inside a palladin's hat
And nobody's sure where Mr. Knickerbocker's at



Roar, roar, the thunder and the roar
Son of a bitch is never coming back here no more
Moon in the window and a bird on the pole
Always find a millionaire to shovel all the coal
Clap hands, clap hands
Clap hands, clap hands

I said steam, steam, a hundred bad dreams
Going up to Harlem with a pistol in his jeans
A fifty-dollar bill inside a palladin's hat
And nobody's sure where Mr. Knickerbocker's at

Shine, shine, a Roosevelt dime
All the way to Baltimore and running out of time
Salvation Army seemed to wind up in the hole
They all went to heaven in a little row boat
Clap hands, clap hands
Clap hands, clap hands
Clap hands, clap hands
Clap hands, clap hands
Well, clap hands, well, clap hands
Oh, clap hands, clap hands

Lyrics of Guess Who-Clap For The Wolfman

Clap For The Wolfman

Clap for the Wolfman
He gonna rate your record high
Clap for the Wolfman
You gonna dig him 'til the day you die

Clap for the Wolfman
He gonna rate your record high (hmm, yes gracious)
Clap for the Wolfman
You gonna dig him 'til the day you die

Do Ron Ron and the Duke of Earl
They were friend's of mine
The highway's on my moonlight drive
Snuggled in, said baby, just one kiss
She said no, no, no
Romance ain't keepin' me alive
I said hey babe, do you want to coo, coo, coo
She said uh, uh, uh
So I was left out in the cold
I said you're what I've been dreamin' of
She said I don't want to know
Oh you know, she was diggin' the cat on the radio



Clap for the Wolfman
He gonna rate your record high
Yes baby, I your doctor in love
Clap for the Wolfman
You gonna dig him til the day you die
Everybody talkin' about the Wolfman's confidence of love

Seventy five, eighty miles an hour
She hollers slow, slow, slow
Baby I can stop right on a dime
I said hey baby, give me just one kiss
She said no, no, no
But how was I to bide my time
I said hey baby, do you want to coo, coo, coo
She said uh, uh, uh
Said I'm about to overload
I said you're what I've been livin' for
She said I don't want to know
Oh, you thought she was digging you but she was digging me

Clap for the Wolfman
He gonna rate your record high
As long as you got the curves baby, I got the angles
Clap for the Wolfman
You gonna dig him 'til the day you die
It's all according to how your boogaloo situation stands, you understand



Clap for the Wolfman
He gonna rate your record high
You ain't gonna get 'em, 'cause I got 'em
Clap for the Wolfman
You gonna dig him 'til the day you die
You might want to try, but I'm gonna keep 'em
Clap for the Wolfman
Clap for the Wolfman
Clap for the Wolfman
Clap for the Wolfman
Clap for the Wolfman (and I got them all)
Clap for the Wolfman
Clap for the Wolfman
Clap for the Wolfman
Clap for the Wolfman

Lyrics of Ja Rule - Clap Back

Clap Back

Yeah, yeah, ha ha yeah!
I gotta get my headphones
All my gangsta niggas is in the building on this one!
You know! Yeah yeah ya know
It's real! Hussein what's happenin' nigga?
I see you, aight Shadow what's poppin' blat!
Ha ha ha ha, yeah my nigga O-1 in the motherfucking house
Jody in the house (Jody Mack!)
My nigga Cadillac, Gotti what up?
Blackchild what up?
I'd like to welcome all my niggas
To the world famous Murda Inc. Show
Big shout to all my Queens niggas in Staten Island
Niggas in Uptown, niggas in Brooklyn niggas
All my Bronx niggas yeah, all my Jersey niggas! you know?
We doing it real big right here! all my money niggas
This shit commentated on the one's and two's!
They call me the Mighty Rule! how ya living?
This real shit we talking
I want to ask all my gangsta niggaz a real question (holla back)
What do you do - when niggaz spit at you?!



Clap back, we gon' clap back
We goin' clap back, we gon' clap back
(Let's take 'em to war niggas!)
We goin' clap back, we gon' clap back
We goin' clap back, we gon' clap back
(Let's take 'em to war niggas)
We goin' clap back, we gon' clap back
We goin' clap back, we gon' clap back
(Let's take 'em to war niggas!)
We goin' clap back, we gon' clap back
We goin' clap back, we gon' clap back
(Let's take 'em to war niggas)
We goin' clap back, we gon' clap back

Fuck if they holl'in about Rule nigga, here's the real
I'll pop ya top like Champagne bottles that chill
Wear nothing but ice, smiles tinted up to The Greatest
Tell em I'm nice too, plus push them nice grooves
The Inc roll like deuce man, I'm ol' G Bobby J
And we sling at soccer fields the yay
They don't respect that, don't get your minds around
You'll get it pushed back, y'all don't want that
I send em to the morgue while keepin' my bitches bouncin' fa sho
\"In Da Club\" with no gun, got em taking it off
Can't help that, I'm the nigga that puts it down
Once I hit that, that's if I'm up in the May (bach)
Fasten them holding the throwback, West 44 Lakers
Let's make no mistakes, resents take place
We'll still proceed you with a gun in your face
When you got one in your waist, let's cock back nigga ample space!
(C'mon!) We gon'



Clap back, we gon' clap back
We goin' clap back, we gon' clap back
(Let's take 'em to war niggas!)
We goin' clap back, we gon' clap back
We goin' clap back, we gon' clap back
(Let's take 'em to war niggas)
We goin' clap back, we gon' clap back
We goin' clap back, we gon' clap back
(Let's take 'em to war niggas!)
We goin' clap back, we gon' clap back
We goin' clap back, we gon' clap back
(Let's take 'em to war niggas)
We goin' clap back, we gon' clap back

The Rule be \"In Da Club\" rude motherfucker poppin the bubbly
When shit get ugly I hug the snub closely
But usually we still see your bitches
That's is known for quick shit, trying to ride my dick
I can't handle it, lower their manners
To get they ass in front of my dick to dance, the bitch want more chance
Catching hate from a glance, but I'm a giant
These niggas is mere ants, I'll stomp 'em wit his thing
Give bitches the back hand, pimp shit, it's not realistic
The game is helpless, let's not get it twisted
I'm young, wrapped, and gifted, but still at the bottom
And stuck somewhere between Gomorrah and Saddam
I'm here to make this rap shit hotter than Harlem
Fuck the Dog beware of Rule, cause I'm the problem
We'll still proceed you with a gun in your face
When you got one in your waist, let's cock back nigga ample space!
(C'mon!) We gon'

Clap back, we gon' clap back
We goin' clap back, we gon' clap back
(Let's take 'em to war niggas!)
We goin' clap back, we gon' clap back
We goin' clap back, we gon' clap back
(Let's take 'em to war niggas)
We goin' clap back, we gon' clap back
We goin' clap back, we gon' clap back
(Let's take 'em to war niggas!)
We goin' clap back, we gon' clap back
We goin' clap back, we gon' clap back
(Let's take 'em to war niggas)
We goin' clap back, we gon' clap back

Like Bush and Saddam, I'm a find out
Where Em Laden's hiding and bomb him first
It could be much worse, I could be hotter than yo scrubs
Mask and glove, gun hot from burnin' ass up
I'd rather be bossed up, wit a bunch of broads
The preachers daughter screaming out \"Fuck the law!\"
I play a struck chord, wit the Christians
But y'all got the freakiest bitches out of all the religions
And God gave me his blessings to handle my business
All these wanksta snitches, let the nina blow kisses
If she some how misses, he goin' meet the mistress
And \"Clap that boy\" like Birdman and Clipse
I got these niggaz all over my dick, like hoes
I'm the star at these shows, I must be as hot as they come
We'll still proceed you with a gun in your face
When you got one in your waist, let's cock back nigga ample space!
(C'mon!) We gon'

Clap back, we gon' clap back
We goin' clap back, we gon' clap back
(Let's take 'em to war niggas!)
We goin' clap back, we gon' clap back
We goin' clap back, we gon' clap back
(Let's take 'em to war niggas)
We goin' clap back, we gon' clap back
We goin' clap back, we gon' clap back
(Let's take 'em to war niggas!)
We goin' clap back, we gon' clap back
We goin' clap back, we gon' clap back
(Let's take 'em to war niggas)
We goin' clap back, we gon' clap back

Yeah, my nigga 'Zino in this motherfucker
That's how we do it, know what I mean
Buck '89 what's up baby, I see you
Break 'em down nigga! break 'em down!
Bring them birds, in the motherfucking house
It's not a game no mo'
Queens in this motherfucker
You know
All my Jersey niggas, all my Boston niggas
All my Brooklyn niggas, Brooklyn sir what up!
Ha ha, yeah, holla at me man

Lyrics of Take That Wooden boat :D x

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