kid i held you with these arms that felt so hard
you kept your chin up and i held my guard
made a prison bed from a life i never led
let me correct these mistakes you delight in
God i hope i get it right ive been practicing tonight
kid i hope it holds soime fraction of its feeling
if you keep believing then ill keep on being
a ghost in his prison bed short sheeted and shook dead
looking at love he still hasnt made yet
that i couldnt make to you baby, i can barely move
kid you were wrong that wasnt me in that song
you write the lie youd like to be
when your life feels like a book you wouldnt read
kid ive lived through others i made myself so mall
i lived through a record one summer last fall
the singer said something i could only feel
i saw him this morning he still looked real real
God i need him here tonight
i just know hed get this right
kid im a mess
if it looked good youre seeing things i guess
i changed my mind so many times im a strobe light
flickering freak. the baby of the week
im starting to see someone i could never be
kid what went wrong? we had it all now its all gone
i blew my mind out now its your turn to find out
what we all need
what we all mean
im starting to see someone i dont want to be
Dead At Last (Wolfsbane)
He ironed his shirt and pressed his pants,
And with a dull empty sadness hanging over his heart,
He shined his shoes.
'It's better than working for a living', the waitress said,
But all the time inside, Johnny's heart was breaking open wide.
Playing in that half empty Twilight Room on a Saturday,
Johnny tried to dream his life away,
Hoping that he would wake up in the beam of a super trooper,
Wishing that he was much cooler.
All he heard his head say was,
"Life ain't like that",
In the sorrow of his dressing room he sat,
So he drains the bottle,
Loads the gun,
Writes the note,
No-one will come,
Pulls the trigger,
Breaks the glass,
The man in the mirror,
is dead at last.
The note said "Stick your club right up your ass,
This gig stinks, you're second class,
I'm going to save my pride, keep my head,
If people ask, that singer's dead.",
So when every hour seems like a day,
And nothing seems to go your way.
Don't let those bastards drag you down,
You've got to hold on to what you've got,
Don't swan dive off a bottle top,
All you got to do is blow that town.
Heaven And Hell (Overkill)
[Originally performed by Black Sabbath]
Sing me a song, you're a singer
do me a wrong, you're a bringer of evil
The Devil is never a maker
the less that you give, you're a taker
So it's on and on and on, it's Heaven and Hell, oh well
The lover of life's not a sinner
The ending is just a beginner
The closer you get to the meaning
the sooner you'll know that you're dreaming
So it's on and on and on, oh it's on and on and on
It goes on and on and on, Heaven and Hell
I can tell, fool, fool!
Well if it seems to be real, it's illusion
for every moment of truth, there's confusion in life
Love can be seen as the answer, but nobody bleeds for the dancer
and it's on and on, on and on and on...
They say that life's a carousel
Spinning fast, you've got to ride it well
The world is full of Kings and Queens
who blind your eyes and steal your dreams
It's Heaven and Hell, oh well
And they'll tell you black is really white
The moon is just the sun at night
And when you walk in golden halls
you get to keep the gold that falls
It's Heaven and Hell, oh no!
Fool, fool!
You've got to bleed for the dancer!
Fool, fool!
Look for the answer!
Fool, fool, fool!
Paul Cezanne (5 Chinese Brothers)
Well, I love Cubism, it's my favorite style
When I see a Cubist painting I've just got to smile
But there's one painter, I'm his biggest fan
He's the father of Cubism and his name's Cezanne, Cezanne
Cezanne, Cezanne, the father of Cubism
Some people say that it was Picasso
Other people claim it was DeChirico
Some people think it was Modiglian(i)
But they're all crazy, it was Paul Cezanne, Cezanne
Cezanne, Cezanne, the father of Cubism
When Paul Cezanne sat down to paint a flower or a face
He had to solve one problem, three-dimensional space
He said, "Form is content." He smoked a Gitanne.
He was right. Now he's Paul Cezanne, Cezanne
Cezanne, Cezanne, le père de Cubisme
Well Cezanne's father wanted him to be an avocat
But Paul just looked at him and said, "Pfff, mais non, pa.
I want to be a painter, I know I can!"
Now his oeuvre's in the Louvre, he's Paul Cezanne, Cezanne
Cezanne, Cezanne, the father of Cubism
Well I had an aunt and she was in a coma
So we loaded up her bed and we took her up to MoMA
We got through the door, you wouldn't beleive what began
She sat up and started screaming, "Hey, where is that Paul Cezanne?"
Cezanne, Cezanne, the miraculous father of Cubism
Paul Cezanne is famous now and I think that's really nice
'Cause his melons look like footballs and his apples look like dice
So all you would-be painters, get out your brush and can
You may be the next Paul Cezanne, Cezanne
Cezanne, Cezanne, the father of Cubism
Cezanne, Cezanne, the original father of Cubism
Singer Of Strange Songs (1349)
I told you about the world
Of how the stuggle for order and peace
and self-important hypocrisy fails
in the face of reality
And how there is no grand scheme
No rest for the living..only death
Chaos and the cold endless void
Is all that awaits..
We are all forgotten
We are all dust
We are all unimportant
We are all dead
No rest for the living..only death
You thought me mad
You wanted me to be like you,
To see the error of my ways..
So you told me things I knew were wrong
You showed me why I would never fit in
Why then, does what I have become surprise you?
Dreamer,
Prophet,
Singer of strange songs
I went my own twisted way
Mocked by the world
Feared by the righteous
But always where I wanted..
Now that all has changed,
And the night is colder
Now that life has shown its true colors
And you..
You are forgotten
You are old
You are unimportant
You are dead
Can you face the real truth?
Can you call me a madman anymore?
Do you regret your selfless life?
The things you could never do,
In fear of what others would think?
Do you see why I became a:
Dreamer,
Prophet,
Singer of strange songs.
The Boring Life (The Sly Caps)
It was Friday night, I'm home all night.
Chorus:All night!
And Saturday night doesn't look much better.
Chorus:Whoa,Waoo
And nobody likes me because I'm a loser.
Chorus:Hey! You're a loser!
But everything's gonna' go my way,someday,someday.Everything's gonna' go my way someday.(Chorus and lead singer togther)Oh, who am I kiddin', nothin' ever goes my way.Why would I think that?
Chorus:Oh why would you think that?
Why would I think that?
Chorus:Oh why wold you think that?
Oh why would I think that'll ever change?
Saturday night went by so fast.
Chorus:So fast!
And all my friends were havg a blast.
Chorus:Whoa Waoo
And nobody likes me because I'm a loser.
Chorus:Hey! You're a loser!
But everything's gonna' go my way,someday,someday.Everything's gonna' go my way someday.(Chorus and lead singer togther)Oh, who am I kiddin', nothin' ever goes my way.Why would I think that?
Chorus:Oh why would you think that?
Why would I think that?
Chorus:Oh why wold you think that?
Oh why would I think that'll ever change?
Everything's gonna' go my way,someday,someday.Everything's gonna' go my way someday.(Chorus and lead singer togther)Oh, who am I kiddin', nothin' ever goes my way.Why would I think that?
Chorus:Oh why would you think that?
Why would I think that?
Chorus:Oh why wold you think that?
Oh why would I think that'll ever change?
Play That Funny Music (ApologetiX)
Now once I was a kooky singer -- playin' in a rock and roll band
I never had no problems
Singing songs that weren't nice then
But whenever Jesus found me
God said not to sing them no more
So I decided biblically
To switch them round and check how it'd go
And they were dancin' and diggin' the music we was usin'
And just when it hit them the words were turned around
They shouted
Play that funny music right, boy
Play that funny music right
Play that funny music right, boy
They got confused
Cause I played them Sunday music in disguise
In disguise? In disguise!
LEAD
Now first it wasn't easy
Changin' rock and rollin' lines
I sing but when He saved me
I thought I'd have to leave it behind
But now it's so much better
I'm pointing out the heavenly way
I get accused of stealin'
But now I turn to Wesley and say
Man they were dancin' and diggin' the music we was usin'
And just when it hit them the words were turned around
They shouted
Play that funny music right, boy
Play that funny music right
Play that funny music right, boy
They're not amused
And they say that what we're doin' isn't right
But is it right? Is it right?
Frosty The Snowman (Ray Conniff Singers)
Frosty the Snowman was a jolly happy soul
With a corncob pipe and a button nose
And two eyes made out of coal
Frosty the Snowman is a fairy tale they say
He was made of snow, but the children know
How he came to life one day
There must have been some magic in
The old silk hat they found
For when they placed it on his head
He began to dance around
Oh, Frosty the Snowman was alive as he could be
And the children say he could laugh and play
Just the same as you and me, Ahh
Frosty the Snowman knew the sun was hot that day
So he said let's run, and we'll have some fun
Now before I melt away
Down to the village with a broomstick in his hand
Running here and there all around the square
Saying catch me if you can
He led them down the streets of town
Right to the traffic cop
And he only paused a moment
When he heard him holler, Stop
For Frosty the Snowman had to hurry on his way
But he waved goodbye saying don't you cry
I'll be back again someday
I'll be back again someday
The 'Notic (The Roots)
This beautiful blend, I knew her through a mutual friend
She was a work of art, a part of my heart from back then
A brown skin singer, with a knack for actin
Alana's whole attraction
Just fractionally based on surface
I got into her mental on purpose
And with alertness, as I flirt with her emotion
Walls we built up out of nervousness was broken
I reminisce on how this Black Thought had her open
Wit da energy that got the whole summertime smokin
Very hypnotized
When it was time we spent time
It's no way to rewind or prevent
Time from slipping away like day, into the dark
And the way that things fall apart, will make some start
To feel more, weak or insecure
But for whatever reason our relationship remain mature
Even when she caught feelings cuz I stay on tour
As I reflect on before, and recap the situation
I guess from experience, comes education
We set on a path to opposite destinations
It's best to chalk it up and add it to the elevation
Then eventually flow on to lost communication
I called but lost all information
And with time forgot it, it's not like I'm all in tears about it
But the fact still remains that I miss the Hypnotic
You're a shinin' star
No matter where you are
For the world to see
What you truly be
You're a shinin' star
No matter where you are
For the world to see
What you truly be
She was the hypnotic, and potent as a narcotic
The bizarre logic of it all, is why the clock tick
Pages of the calendar flip, we can't stop it
Time will either tell the tale, or turn a love toxic
Now was she real, or an illusion of this optical
Confusion with the accent of ancient Egypt
Or could it be that she's the one I was supposed to be with
And together walked this twisted
Staircase is somethin realistic
Damn, her lips having me addicted to her presence
Front page material on essence, a queen
Imperial before her adolescence
And as she grew into a woman she became refine
I never knew another like her in my lifetime
So now I travel through a tunnel of space, without a place
On the face of this earth, with this pain gettin worse
Drivin me insane, or release I'm touchin the brink, of sanity
Tto think of how I can link, or contact her
I was a fool before, but more wise after the fact
I'm analyzin how I'm wantin her back
And wonderin exactly where she could be on the map
I'm just sittin here spinning the world on one finger
Reoccuring thoughts of this brown skin singer
Yo, the psychotic, the hypnotic, yo check it out
The most melodic hypnotic, yeah
You're a shinin' star
No matter where you are
For the world to see
What you truly be
You're my shinin star
No matter where you are
Dont know what to say
Was it true to be
Fook (My Boom)
When you hear this sound a-comin'
Hear the drummer drumming
Won't you join together with the band
We don't move in any 'ticular direction
And we don't make no collections
Won't you join together with the band.
Do you really think I care
What you eat or what you wear
Won't you join together with the band
There's a million ways to laugh
Ev'ry one's a path
Won't you join together with the band.
Everybody join together
Won't you join together
Come on and join together with the band
We need to join together
Won't you join together
Come on and join together with the band.
You don't have to play
You can follow or lead the way
Won't you join together with the band
We don't know where we're going
But the season's right for knowing
Won't you join together with the band.
It's the singer not the song
That makes the music move along
Won't you join together with the band
This is the biggest band you'll find
It's as deep as it is wide
Won't you join together with the band.
Ev'rybody join togetherWon't you join together
Come on and join together with the band
We need to join together
Won't you join together
Come on and join together with the band.
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