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Listen Shi Shang Zhi You Mama Hao


Lyrics

I Love Dream World (Dream)

Sun sun taiyou wa dare nimo kagayaku yo
Bokura no mirai ni nani ga totsu no kana
Paradise !?
Kokkyou no nai sekai chizu o hiroge
Jiyuu na ashita o souzou shite miru
Kirana koto mo tama ni wa aru
Kimi hitori janai
Kokoni iru... to sakenderu
Kokoro no koe ni
Moshi kizuita nara
Yes !
Hon no sukoshi yuuki atsumareba
Kanarazu okina chikara ni naru

Sekaijuu no shiawase o utao
Koko de deatte
Nanika o mitsukete
Sekaijuu no shiawase o utao
Aishi aisare
Ashita o mukaeru

Chikyuu wa mawaru sanbyakurokujuugo nichi
Arasoi mo naku itsumo egao nara ii na
Taisetsu na hito o mamotte yuku tameni
Bokura ni wa ima nanika dekiru no kana
Kimi to taiyou o kanjita basho
Kitto eien
Sora o oyogu shabondama no hikari ni wa
Sore zore no kagayaki
Yes !
Shippai to ka suru kedo
Kimi no kawari wa
Dare nimo dekinaitte shitteru

Sekaijuu no shiawase o utao
Koko de deatte
Nanika o mitsukete
Sekaijuu no shiawase o utao
Aishi aisare
Ashita o mukaeru
Minna no kokoro ga hitotsu ni naru youni
Zutto nokoru
Saikou no omoide
Ai nimo shi katachi ga aru to suru nara
Ima tsunagatteru
Boku tachi no kono te

Sekaijuu no shiawase o utao
Minna de isshoni
Ai o kanjite
Minna nakama
Let's say yo
I love dream world
I love dream world
I love dream world

Emotii (Cu Andre) (Parazitii)

'Nu, nu pleca, prima iubire...'

I:
Stau cu acu'-n vene si cu ochii-n geam
Sunt calare pe cantar, nu se vede c-am bagat 1 gram
Trag un fum fix in cap, ma port de-al dracului
Se deruleaza in fatza mea istoria acului.
?? pe tine, esti periculoasa
Deschide-mi usa ca sa borasc in casa
Se invarte tot cu mine, e bine
C-am femei sus pe bloc sa-i trag *** la inaltime.
Toti privirea sus care vor sa vada
O femei cu *** *** sus pe bloc gata sa cada
Tu nu tragi Gogule, sa nu ma minti
Ca ma spal la *** cu periuta ta de dinti.
Azi lansez ideea secolului, sa crestem marijuana in fatza blocului.

:
'Ramai si nu pleca'
Bagi H, nu vrei sa te lasi, bagi marijuana
'Prima iubire a mea
Ce mult te-am asteptat sa vii
Nimic nu ne va desparti.'

II:
'Am incercat sa-ti spun de-atatea ori
Privirea ta imi da fiori'
Zice mintea mea in gandul ei:'Nu-mi gasesc locul'
Hai sa mai fumam un cui, arde l-ar focu'
Timpul trece greu, pe langa timp alerg
Nu mai am directie, important e ca mai merg
Am o *** si trei *** prinse in sutienul tau de baie
Vad desene animate cand te ard la ADN
Dupa ultimele calcule *** un OZN
Decat sa ma duc dintr-o viroza
Mor de supradoza si ma trag in poza
Din locatia 0 transmitem in direct
Un mod exemplar de-a ne chiaunui complet
Puneti mana de la mana sa facem mai multe maini
Parazitii in efect, 'as vrea sa nu te schimbi niciodata
Am nevoie de o dragoste curata
Sentimentele sunt singura realitate
Tu imi dai putere si atunci cand esti departe.

:..

III(x3):
Bagi H, nu vrei sa te lasi, bagi marijuana
Le-ascunzi pe unde vrei sa nu le vada mama
Mama, hai, hai, hai sa-ti zic direct
De cat sa-mi ati venele prefer sa mi-le intep.

Done A Lot Of Things Different (Kenny Chesney)

I'd spend a lot more time
In the pouring rain without an umbrella ...
Covering my head.
And I'd stood up to that bully
When he pushed and called me names...
But I was too afraid.
And I'd a gone on and saw Elvis
That night he came to town...
But mama said I couldn't.
And I'd a went skinny dipping with Jenny Carson
That time she dared me to...
But I didn't.
Oh I, I'd Done A Lot Of Things Different


I wished I'd a spent more time
With my dad when he was alive..
Now I don't have the chance.
I wish I had told my brother,
How much I loved him before
He went off to war...
But I just shook his hand.
And I wish I had gone to church
On Sunday morning when my grandma begged me to...
But I was afraid of God.
And I wish I would've listened when they said Boy, you're gonna wish you hadn't...
But I wouldn't.
Oh I, I'd Done A Lot Of Things Different.


People say they wouldn't change a thing,
Even if they could...
Oh but I would.


There was this red dress she wanted one time
So bad she could taste it.
I should've bought it...
But I didn't.
She wanted to paint our bedroom yellow
And trim it blues and greens...
But I wouldn't let her,
Wouldn't a hurt nuthin.
She loved to be held and kissed and touched...
But I didn't do it, not nearly enough.
And if I'd a known that dance
Was going to be our last dance...
I'd have asked that band to play on & on & on.
Oh I, I'd Done A Lot Of Things Different.


People say they wouldn't change a thing,
Even if they could...
Oh but I would.


Ohhhhh... Oh I,
I'd Done A Lot Of Things Different.
Oh I, I'd Done A Lot Of Things...

I think we'd all
Do A Lot Of Things Different.

Last Chance For A Slow Dance (Fugazi)

Coughing inside your coffin
like at the bottom of the sea
inside you're breathing
too numb for asking
so I will leave it outside your door
warning the threat of morning that just extends you another day
some lights were shining
not much for seeing
but you'll be leaving the way you came
shot shooting shot shot shot
shooting yourself again for what
to taste all the waste
flare fakes a flower
a burnt-out shower
no one can see
you were needing too shy for asking
so I will leave it ouside your door
pulse stalls uncut but clotted
when you had thought it would force a flow
some lights were shining
not much for seeing
but you belivee in the way you came

Johnny 99 (Los Lobos)

Well they closed down the auto plant in Mahwah late that month
Ralph went out lookin' for a job but he couldn't find none
He came home too drunk from mixin'Tanqueray and wine
He got a gun shot a night clerk now they call'm Johnny 99

Down in the part of town where when you hit a red light you don't stop
Johnny's wavin' his gun around and threatenin' to blow his top
When an off duty cop snuck up on him from behind
Out in front of the Club Tip Top they slapped the cuffs on Johnny 99

Well the city supplied a public defender but the judge was Mean John Brown
He came into the courtroom and stared young Johnny down
Well the evidence is clear gonna let the sentence son fit the crime
Prison for 98 and a year and we'll call it even Johnny 99

A fistfight broke out in the courtroom they had to drag Johnny's girl away
His mama stood up and shouted "Judge don't take my boy this way"
Well son you got a statement you'd like to make
Before the bailiff comes to forever take you away

Now judge judge I had debts no honest man could pay
The bank was holdin' my mortgage and they was takin' my house away
Now I ain't sayin' that makes me an innocent man
But it was more 'n all this that put that gun in my hand

Well your honor I do believe I'd be better off dead
And if you can take a man's life for the thoughts that's in his head
Then won't you sit back in that chair and think it over judge one more time
And let 'em shave off my hair and put me on that execution line

Lovebites And Razorlines (GlassJaw)

"Who you ** now?"
I use my slit wrist
to sign my name with
and when you can't compete with the Joneses
gun 'em all down
(even the father).
You filthy whore.
Shut up and swallow my pride for me.
Move closer or drive farther.
Suck on the end of this dick that cums lead,
but first I'm coming after you all.

It's ladies night at the bar
but she smokes a man's cigar.
I guess she's dying.
Oh well.
I don't give a ** about your dignity.
That's the bastard in me.

I know a girl
who sells herself around
and I'm sure one day
she'll sign autographs in your town.

Looking back into my diary
what makes me say those things?
What causes my laughter at another's disease?
It's the bastard in me.

You live in shit
and you will eat your own way out.
I am too fly and shy
like no other guy.

Too fly and shy just for you.

I'll mark you all.

Joe's Garage (Frank Zappa)

Central Scrutinizer:
We take you now to a garage in Canoga Park

Larry:
(It makes its own sauce . . . if you add water)

Joe:
It wasn't very large
There was just enough room to cram the drums
In the corner over by the Dodge
It was a fifty-four
With a mashed up door
And a cheesy little amp
With a sign on the front said
"Fender Champ"
And a second-hand guitar
It was a Stratocaster with a whammy bar

Larry:
We could jam in Joe's Garage
His mama was screamin'
His dad was mad
We was playin' the same old song
In the afternoon 'n sometimes we would
Play it all night long
It was all we knew, 'n easy too
So we wouldn't get it wrong
All we did was bend the string like . . .

Hey!
Down in Joe's Garage
We didn't have no dope or LSD
But a coupla quartsa beer
Would fix it so the intonation
Would not offend yer ear
And the same old chords goin' over 'n over
Became a symphony
We could play it again 'n again 'n again
Cause it sounded good to me
ONE MORE TIME!

We could jam in Joe's Garage
His mama was screamin',
"TURN IT DOWN!"
We was playin' the same old song
In the afternoon 'n sometimes we would
Play it all night long
It was all we knew, 'n easy too
So we wouldn't get it wrong
Even if you played it on a saxophone

We thought we was pretty good
We talked about keepin' the band together
'N we figured that we should
'Cause about this time we was gettin' the eye
From the girls in the neighborhood
They'd all come over 'n dance around like . . .

So we picked out a stupid name
Had some cards printed up for a coupla bucks
'N we was on our way to fame
Got matching suits
'N Beatle Boots
'N a sign on the back of the car
'N we was ready to work in a GO-GO Bar
ONE TWO THREE FOUR
LET'S SEE IF YOU'VE GOT SOME MORE!

People seemed to like our song
They got up 'n danced 'n made a lotta noise
An' it wasn't 'fore very long
A guy from a company we can't name
Said we oughta take his pen
'N sign on the line for a real good time
But he didn't tell us when
These "good times" would be somethin'
That was really happenin'
So the band broke up
An' it looks like
We will never play again . . .

Joe:
Guess you only get one chance in life
To play a song that goes like . . .

Mrs. Borg:
Turn it down!
Turn it DOWN!
I have children sleeping here . . .
Don't you boys know any nice songs?

Joe:
Well the years was rollin' by
Heavy Metal 'n Glitter Rock
Had caught the public eye
Snotty boys with lipstick on
Was really flyin' high
'N then they got that Disco thing
'N New Wave came along
'N all of a sudden I thought the time
Had come for that old song
We used to play in "Joe's Garage"
And if I am not wrong
You will soon be dancin' to the . . .

Central Scrutinizer:
The WHITE ZONE is for loading and unloading only. If you gotta load or unload, go to the WHITE ZONE . . .

Joe:
I said the years was rollin' by, yeah
The years was rollin' by . . .

Mrs. Borg:
I'm calling THE POLICE!

Joe:
So the years was rollin' by . . .

Mrs. Borg:
I did it!

Joe:
So the years was rollin' by . . .

Mrs. Borg:
They'll be here . . . shortly!

Joe:
By, by, the years was rollin' by . . .

Officer Butzis:
This is the Police . . .

Mrs. Borg:
I'm not joking around anymore!

Officer Butzis:
Come out!
We have the garage surrounded

Joe:
The years was rollin' by . . .

Officer Butzis:
Give yourself up
We will not harm you
Or hurt you, neither

Joe:
I said the years was rollin' by . . .

Mrs. Borg:
You'll see now!
There they are, they're coming!

Officer Butzis:
This is the Police
Give yourself up
We will not harm you

Joe:
The years was rollin' by . . .

Mrs. Borg:
Listen to that mess, would you!

Officer Butzis:
This is the Police
Give yourself up
We have the garage surrounded

Mrs. Borg:
Every day this goes on around here!

Joe:
The years was rollin' by . . .

Officer Butzis:
We will not harm you
Or maim you
(SWAT Team 4, move in!)

Joe:
The years was rollin' by . . .

Mrs. Borg:
He used to cut my grass . . .
He was a very nice boy . . .

Officer Butzis:
This is the Police
Come out with your hands up

Central Scrutinizer:
This is the CENTRAL SCRUTINIZER . . .
That was Joe's first confrontation with The Law.
Naturally, we were easy on him.
One of our friendly counselors gave him
A do-nut . . . and told him to
Stick closer to church-oriented social activities.

Hillbilly With A Heartache (Tracy Lawrence)

He's a hard workin' easy goin' country boy, he wouldn't harm a fly
Nadine down at the hair salon promised she would be his bride
He took it hard when she ran off with the beauty supply salesman
But that's how romance goes sometimes but Herschel don't understand
(Chorus)
He'll play the same sad song on the old jukebox
Drink up every dime he's got
He'll peel out in his pickup truck, sling gravel through the parking lot
You wouldn't wanna tangle with a grizzley bear
or step on a copperhead snake
So if you cross his path you better beware, been wounded by a woman
He's a hillbilly with a heartache
___
He was gonna buy her a modular home with no wax linoleum floors
Now his mama's worried cause he don't drop by to watch wrestling anymore
He just rides around with a loaded shotgun hangin' in his rifle rack
If I was that smooth talk' city boy
I'd sure be watching my back
(Repeat Chorus)
Them big old arms that used to hold her tight
Cound bring about any man down
When a good ol' boy's been hurt real bad
He just don't give a damn
(Repeat Chorus)
Been wounded by a woman
He's a hillbilly with a heartache

What's Your Mama's Name (Tanya Tucker)

Thiry some odd years ago
A young man came to Memphis
Askin' 'bout a rose that used to blossom
In his world
People never took the time
to mind the young man's questions
Until one day they heard him ask
a little green eyed girl

Chorus:
What's your mama's name child
What's your mama's name
Does she ever talk about
A place called New Orleans
Has she ever mentioned
A man named Bueferd Wilson
What's your mama's name child
What's your mama's name

Twenty some odd years ago
A drunk went down in Memphis
Lost a month of life and labor
To the county jail
Just because he asked a little green eyed girl a question
And offered her a nickel's worth of candy if she'd tell

A year and some odd days ago
An old man died in Memphis
Just another wayward
So the county had to claim
Inside the old mans ragged coat
They found a faded letter
It said you have a daughter
And her eyes are Wilson green

Reapeat Chorus

Trouble (Travis Tritt)

Well I play this old guitar from nine to half past one.
I`m just trying to make a livi`n watching everybody else having fun.
Well I dont miss much if it happens on a dancehall floor
Mercy, look what just walked through that door

Well hello T-R-O-U-B-L-E
Tell me what in the world you`re doi`n A-L-O-N-E
Yeah say hey good L double O-K-I-N-G
Well I smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E

I was a little bitty baby when my papa hit the skids
Mama had a time tryi`n to raise nine kids
She told me not to stare `cause it was impolite
She did the best she could to try to raiseme right

Cause mama never told me `bout nothing like Y-O-U
bet you`re mama musta been another good looki`n honey to
Hey good L double O-K-I-N-G
Well I smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E

Well a sweet talki`n, **y walkin`n, honky tonki`n baby
The men are gonna love ya and the women gonna hate ya
Remindi`n them of everything they`re never gonna be
May be the beginning of the world war three

`Cause the world ain`t ready for nothing like Y-O-U
I bet you`re mama musta been another good looki`n mama to, yeah
Hey say hey good L double O-K-I-N-G
Well I smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E

I smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E


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Mother is one of the most important persons in this world. So, try to make them happy and feel grateful for having u as her son or daughter.




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