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Thursday, 30 October 2014
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Lyrics

New Song (Ben Lee)

My heart it is eternal
And my soul it often flies
You can see it in the evenings soaring through the skies
And it takes me close to madness
Though it never really tries

I’ve crossed a million rivers
And I’ve walked a million miles
I’ve kissed a holy angel and I’ve tried to show some style
I never even questioned
How I know it’s all worthwhile

But I’m gonna make it through and I’m gonna do it all
And I’m gonna make it through and I’m gonna do it all
And I’m gonna make it through and I’m gonna do it all
I will fall

My legs they get so tired
And my head it often screams
You can hear the thoughts all turning overload of fears and dreams
I don’t mind the sting of feeling
But it burns when I’m empty

I’ll ride the road I’ve chosen
And at times I know I’ll fall
I have nothing to lose now so I want to taste it all
Wintertime in glendale
Till the next location calls

But I’m gonna make it through and I’m gonna do it all
And I’m gonna make it through and I’m gonna do it all
And I’m gonna make it through and I’m gonna do it all
I will fall

I’m gonna make it through and I’m gonna do it all
And I’m gonna make it through and I’m gonna do it all
And I’m gonna make it through and I’m gonna do it all
I will fall

I’m gonna make it through and I’m gonna do it all
And I’m gonna make it through and I’m gonna do it all
And I’m gonna make it through and I’m gonna do it all
I will fall

Well there’s no one left but you now babe
Got to say that it’s your call

I’m gonna make it through and I’m gonna do it all
And I’m gonna make it through and I’m gonna do it all
And I’m gonna make it through and I’m gonna do it all
I will fall

Chickeria (Emil Bulls)

For my sake

You walk in like you were queen with your perky breast
Goddamn why don't you just come undressed
With all those guy's eyes on your body
W ho do you think you are? Bunny!

That's right
For this night's dolls I've sold my favourite thing again
First I cold shouldered them then
I realized that I adore all these babes
Yeah now I'm alone with these funny
Yeah now I'm alone with these funny
Yeah now I'm alone with these funny
Bunnies

Like water you're absolutely clear
Further more you're worth being ignored
No style and easy to look through

I love your wet t-shirt your mini skirt
Bounce bounce oh let me shake that thing
You're superfly tonight
Nothing but pretty that's allright
Yeah now I'm alone with these funny
Yeah now I'm alone with these funny
Yeah now I'm alone with these funny
Bunnies

Like water you're absolutely clear
Further more you're worth being ignored
No style and easy to look through

Tonight we've got no pride
So for my sake go on

Sly (The Cat Empire)

If frisy hair was a metaphor
for festival time
then this woman is a goddess
of that festival shrine, met her
- at a jam
in that garden of sorts
I must confess god bless
some impure thoughts
“show us the money”
was the call of the night
but no money could have bought
even a piece of her pride, there might
have been a sea of people
I don’t know, because
all I could see
was how this woman she glowed so

-Aeh it’s a pleasure to meet you
ya look like one incredible creature
wanna treat you fine
lets dance and grind
get so funk-inflicted it’s a crime
you’re divine you’re sublime
and well you blow my mind

She caterpillar so good
that all the greeks go “killa”
break and enter take ya like a glass of milk
then “spill ya”
saw her coming what a scene
what I mean is
she got that ** coffee beam
but she tastes like vanilla
well alright she ignite
when we hit the floor
like the vroom on a V8 super commodore
now if it makes a good story
well it’s just worthwhile
with her’s like dealing stories
in that sprinkla style and so

-Aeh it’s a pleasure to meet you
ya look like one incredible creature
wanna treat you fine
lets dance and grind
get so funk-inflicted it’s a crime
you’re divine you’re sublime
and well you blow my mind

Fashion Victim (Compliments Of Gus)

He sits alone in his world
Ideas filling his brain
Writing his book on good looks
To bring his theory acclaim
It seems to him that his friends
Are only in sight
When he's shouting the drinks
And he's looking just right

Jonathon Greythorn
Had looks to die for
Perfect ab, anti flab
Plastic hair on
GQ cover was the aim
Johnny G. his new name
Maybe a film or a part
that would lead to his fame

This is a song of cliches
Like bad year ten poetry
What's wrong with plagiary?
Have you seen my face lately
My brand new identity
Now I've become my cliche

She spends twelve hours each week
Studying performing arts
Twenty two hours each week serving drinks at a bar
Every spare minute she takes
to try and hone her craft
Praying for the break
that will make a star

Cute curved Katy
Was the envy of all
She made a statement
getting drunk at the end of year ball
Looked in a mirror
But it wasn't her there
Didn't see herself
without styled hair.

This is a song of cliches
Like bad year ten poetry
What's wrong with plagiary?
Have you seen my face lately
My brand new identity
Now I've become my cliche

On Any Given Day (Carbon Leaf)

I woke up broke free, drove a long time didn't purge you from my mind
Hang up the hill maybe your right chalk it up to a starry night
To be set free to live and learn did we pass or fail the term
You wrote a note with chalk on my door, a message I'd known long before
On any given day you'll find me gone
On any given day you'll find me gone
Give me your reason, give me your rhyme
SO I can tempo me to your time, so I can scratch your surface and be a deeper part of the mystery
TO be undone to be alone to live life in monotone
I reach the beach and try to ignore the warning I'd known long before.
On any given day you'll find me gone
On any given day you'll find me gone
Been down to the sea, Been down to the sea
And so all of the lovers will say forever starcrossed will we stay
Still I can't help feeling castaway on any given day
Still I can't help feeling you'll run away on any given day
I window shop for you in my mind
A flannel shirt at the five and dime
A leather coat cut fixed in a style,Boots from plastic crocidile, a pinecone dipped in glitter glue
a penny 1942, a necklace with a cheap green stone,a beveied corpse and chilled to the bone
On any given day you'll fine me gone
On any given day you'll fine me gone
Been down to the sea, Been down to the sea
And all the lovers will say forever starcrossed will we stay
Still I can't help feeling cast away on any given day
Still I can't help feeling you'll run away on any given day
Lift my hands up smellto reveal your perfume on the steering wheel
You're next to me and I smile I think I'll drive on for a while
On any given day you'll find me gone.

Believe In Myself (Karen Brake)

When all alone in my chair, I just go about wishing
I wanna be strong, I really wanna be trusted
When all alone in my bed, I just go about yearning
I wanna be cool, I also wanna be like him

But that's not something I can do so easily
This is not simply my way, my style
Gotta get a hold of my life

* I wanna fly high
So I can reach the highest of all the heavens
Somebody will be waiting for me so,
I have got to fly higher

Gotta keep goin'
Everything is a brand new challenge for me
I will believe in myself
This is the only start for me

When all alone in my sleep, I just go about dreaming
I see myself there, having the same adventure

If I just follow you, I will never see the light
Now is the time to find my way through this life
I'm trying so hard to be strong

* Repeat

(Guitar solo)

Many friends help me out, in return I help them
Certain things I can do and there are things that only I can do
No one's alone!

* Repeat

Crazy Drunken Style (Masta Ace)

[ Lord Digga ]
Good good mornin, this is a warnin
You slept on me last night, so stop the **in yawnin
You shouldn'ta dialed 540-WAKE
You made a mistake, now your funeral's gonna take place
I'm not the nigga that you really wanna fight, right?
Cause I put my foot in Gladys, cause I thought she wore my Nikes
And I just might ** your wife, cause I'm livin trife
I gives a ** about a punk pussy rapper
Cause I break the dawn in the p.m. to the day after
You little punk bastards, the Digga's comin after
Ya, strictly on a rub-out mission
Say your prayers like a christian
Or your punk**will be missin
Like Jimmy Hoffa, it's the drunken hip-hopper
Comin to kick your**proper to a slow beat or some opra
But check me on the next verse, cause I'm out like Cindy Lauper

Here comes the crazy drunken style, take a swigger
(I'm drunk, so what?)
I got the crazy drunken style
Here comes the crazy drunken style, take a swigger
(Give the man a taste, and he's gone)

[ Masta Ace ]
I could freak a flow, fresh like fish in the fryer
It's the fat rhyme supplier on the 5 train attire
Goin Uptown, kickin with the songs that be hittin
I'm swingin like my dick on the toilet when I'm shittin
I try to eat right, so don't even talk of swine
Gettin mine on tracks that are rough like a porcupine
The mathmatical abstraction, I'm waxin
Maxin with action, shootin like Paxton
Ring goes the ???, ding-ding goes the bell
It's the man with the clientele, here to rock you well
Knock the red out your socks, now it don't match your necks
It's the crazy drunken style like a big glass of Beck's

Drink, drink, drink, oh, come and get a drink
Of the lyrical intoxicants to make your breath stink (2x)

We got the lyrical - hangover
Check it out
If the mic was a 40 (I would never be sober) (2x)

(Drunk on Friday night)

Here comes the crazy drunken style, take a swigger
(I'm drunk, so what?)
I got the crazy drunken style
Here comes the crazy drunken style, take a swigger
(Give the man a taste, and he's gone)

[ Lord Digga ]
When I'm brainstormin I do more than just rain
Cause I'ma get you and throw your mama from the train
I'm kinda vain, that makes me wanna slaughter
Doin shit you never thought of
So don't cross the Digga, cause I'm a nigga over drunk waters
So heat up the skillet, so I can cook MC's like gizzards
And beat that**when you're off to see the wizard
Oh is it, that bad mutha**a? Word to scouts honor
The nigga from Saturday Night that rippin shit like Sinead O'Connor
So I wanna be startin some with mutha**as that'll front when
They really know they really don't want nothin
Over here, cause I get heads fly like Mike and a pair of Nike Airs
Agressive like a grizzly, so ** a care bear
Rapunzel, suck my dick... and cut the weave out your hair

Too Good (The Juice)

overwhelmed with satisfaction
I drown in your eyes
backs of my fingers
against the soft of your cheek
I touch your lips
onto mine
and I do not know what to do
and the world means nothing at all
it don't get better than this

PRECHORUS
we smoke our minds to smiles and
realize how good this feels
I never wanna leave-never had something that felt so real

CHORUS
I hear a song and somehow its about you
it penetrates my soul...
I don't know what to do
it's too good it's too damn good

psychology couldn't explain
what I'm feelin, I'm feelin right now
no more answering questions
like why? or how?
my world slips to a dreamy nothing
you come dancing in my head
I awake and see your face
smiles overflow from my lips

PRECHORUS

CHORUS

its your smile, its your style, its the way that you walk
its the way your lips move every time that you talk
its your eyes it's your thighs its the breath of your hair
its the love that drowns my eyes every time that I stare
its the way that we melt
the lucky hand we were dealt
its too good its too damn good

Tease Me (Chaka Demus & Pliers)

Tease me

Oh, hey, oh darling

She's floating like a butterfly
So charming
(Baby girl)
She recognise the man in me
(Number one inna di world)
There's something in her eyes
Like a spell
Getting me hypnotised, ooh Lord
She give me one smile
Two smile, three smile
She got me going wild
(Worth more than
Damonds and pearl)
So baby don't
Change your style
(Sweet honey)
Oh no, no love

Tease me, tease me
Tease me, tease me baby
Till I lose control
Tease me with your love
Until I lose control
Take all my body
And me soul, oh girl

Woman your love is like
Burning fire inna me soul
Woman tease me
Till me lose control
Woman your love is like
Burning fire inna me soul
Woman tease me
Till me lose control
Me gal tease me and
Take a look me fancy
Right from the clock
Until me reach climax
And when me reach me
Will tell you fi stop
Will ya hear fi de sky
And we not turn back
Brrrrup baff, you make
Me heart tick like a clock
Woman tease me and take
A look me weak spot
Only your touch can make me
Then them talk a
When me nah take back
Woman your love is like
Burning fire inna me soul
Tease me gal
Until me lose control
Woman your love is like
Burning fire inna me soul
Woman tease me
Till me lose control

Suddenly you think
Of all the love
That I was searching for
Holding confidence that
Will never, never fail
Hearing angel voices
Singing love prevail, ooh darling
Come closer to me
And don't bail out
When me sing I'll come

Tease me, tease me
Tease me, tease me baby
Till I lose control
Tease me with your love
Until I lose control
Take all my body
And me soul, oh girl

Tease me, tease me
Tease me, tease me baby
Till I lose control
Tease me with your love
Until I lose control
Take all my body
And me soul, oh girl

Hear me now
I will never forget the
First time we kissed
It's like striking goal,
Catching a big fish
Yes, you are on top
Of my woman's list
Second to none
You defeat the favourite
Woman your love is like
Burning fire inna me soul
Woman tease me
Till me lose control
Woman your love is like
Burning fire inna me soul
Woman tease me
Till me lose control

And even if my mind
Should resist, oh yeah
Tease me, tease me
Tease me, tease me baby
Till I lose control
Tease me with your love
Until I lose control
Take all my body
And me soul, oh girl

Squeezin' Teazin' (Shotgun Messiah)

I'd rather burn than fade away, yeah
I dance on glass and I never say maybe
I got it bad, my kingpin's bitchin'
so if you want me I'll be glad to cure your itchin'

party kickass
spread 'em honey, wide
no style, no class
let me crawl inside

you're so hot, hot, hot, hot
better be 'cause I'm the kind of dog that bites the hand that feeds
squeezin', teazin'
ready for the real thing
lovin', pleasin'
O.K.

squeezin', teazin'
ready for the real thing
lovin', pleasin'
O.K.

you bring the booze, I bring the action
born on the loose, just out for satisfaction
we get our kicks from rock'n'roll
but rock's not rock unless it's out of control

party kickass
spread 'em honey, wide
no style, no class
let me crawl inside

you're so hot, hot, hot, hot
better be 'cause I'm the kind of dog that bites the hand that feeds

squeezin', teazin'
ready for the real thing
lovin', pleasin'
O.K.

squeezin', teazin'
ready for the real thing
lovin', pleasin'
O.K.

(solo)

strip, me cuff me
make my red turn blue
whip me, stuff me
then I do it to you

you're so hot, hot, hot, hot
better be 'cause I'm the kind of dog that bites the hand that feeds

squeezin', teazin'
ready for the real thing
lovin', pleasin'
O.K.

squeezin', teazin'
ready for the real thing
lovin', pleasin'
O.K.

squeezin', teazin'
get down
lovin', pleasin'
O.K.

squeezin', teazin'
ready for the real thing
lovin', pleasin'
O.K.


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