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Lyrics

Imposter (.Calibre)

imposter

[chorus:]
imposter - i am the torch at the gate
imposter - i am the switch in the grenade
imposter - i am the rush within the raid
imposter - aren't we all set to detonate.

the bulwarks have all shanties erased and we're all choking on the aftertaste
the cartels where destitution leads - enjoy the occidental stampede
these fraudulent defenders are all coming of age
extraneous endeavors to finalize their wage

[chorus]

ah worshipper of assets - the affiliate herd
and covered by the menace - we all inhale the dirt

ah the sum of all parts - makes us communards/ communards
ah the sum of all parts - makes us communards/ communards

1 i strip - my sleeve - and show my horrid scar
- rebellion is the blood that drips from this guitar
2 i lift - my shoes - and show my broken feet
- rebellion is the blood that pours down from this beat
3 i pull - my tongue - and show my bitter taste
- rebellion is the blood that trickles from this bass
4 i cut - my skin - and show my brittle bones
- rebellion is the blood that gushes from this microphone
5 ah - rebellion has to be / it has to be contagious
- because they try to do away with every last one of us
6 ah - rebellion has to be / it has to be contagious
- because they try to do away with all of us - all of us

(backings) the killer's holding office - yeah
he pulled our tongues - he broke our bones- na na na na

[chorus]

Lord Grenville (Al Stewart)

Go and tell Lord Grenville that the tide is on the run.
It's time to haul the anchor up and leave the land astern.
We'll be gone before the dawn returns.
Like voises on the wind.

Go and tell Lord Grenville that our dreams have run around.
There's nothing here to keep us in this shanty town.
None of us are caring where we're bound.
Like voices in the wind.

And come the day you'll hear them saying.
"They're throwing it all away".
Nothing more to say.
Just throw it all away.

Go and fetch the captain's log and tear the pages out.
We're on our way to nowhere now , can't bring the helm about.
None of us are left to doubt.
We won't be back again.

Send a message to the fleet , they'll search for us in vain.
We won't be there among the reaches of Spanish Main.
Tell the ones we left home not to wait.
We won't be back again.

And come the day you'll hear them saying
"they're trowing it all away".
Nothing more to say.
Just throwing it all away.

Out time is just a point along a line.
That runs forever with no end.
I never thought that we would come to find.
Ourselves upon these rocks again.

Go and tell Lord Grenville that the tide is on the run.........

Rock Steady (No Doubt)

Our love is rock steady
Rock steady, rock steady
Our love is rock steady

Love is like a punishment
Homegirl here to represent
So innocently you seem to come my way
While Tinkerbell and Cupid play
They sit there and laugh
I sit here and I can't believe my eyes
You found me at last
But wait and see how it'll agonize

A real love survives a rock steady vibe
A real love survives a rock steady vibe
Rock steady, rock steady
Our love is so rock steady
Rock steady

Steady now, stop rocking it
It's a delicate environment
Retire the sleeping is a Shanti love
Be careful now don't wake it up
It's never gonna last
It's never gonna make it back alive
So how can we relax
I really hope that we will actually survive

A real love survives a rock steady vibe
A real love survives a rock steady vibe

It's never gonna last
It's never gonna makes it back alive
So how can we relax
I really hope that we will actually survive

A real love survives a rock steady vibe
A real love survives a rock steady vibe

Rock steady
Our love is so rock steady
Rock steady, rock steady

Could U Love Me (Will Smith)

Yo, Big Will in the place to be, mic check...mic check..
Would you love me in the s** in a shanty town
Would you love me if my pants was hand me downs, huh?
Yo, yo,
Often times I hear a phrase when I'm out & about
8 to 80, all walks of life be shouting it out
Usually, when its time for a encore I hear it
Or when I did something hot, evoking the spirit
It's weird, its like a double edge sword when ya'll applaud
It's kinda wild, a peace sign, a smile
How do I respond to the phrase, "I love you Will!"?
Kinda heavy when I hear it, I'd be like damn for real?
In a way it makes me wanna stay strong and moral
But history say I could be gone tomorrow
& though my future looks floral
I feel like I'm hoping for much pain
When people stop shouting my name
& doubting my game & liking others better than me
Writing letters to him instead of to me
A veteran 'B', I know the game, but do me this here,
In your heart be clear before you bless my ear
Come on..

[CHORUS]

Could you love me if I lived in a shanty town
Could you love me if my pants was hanging down
Could you love me if my wrist ain't bling
If I wasn't on TV & I ain't sing, huh?
Could you love me if my whip wasn't chrome fitted
Would my name be easier to forget it, huh?
Could you love me if wrist ain't bling
If I wasn't on TV & I ain't sing, huh?
I pray before I sit with a pen & a pad
A birth of a thought occurs & it calls me Dad
To the universe an idea released from me
Just a CD, nah man, a piece of me
What you can't see is when you be dancing 'B'
Is I asked you a question, that's how you answer me
So when you don't dance, it be like I'm choking from cancer
Like I wrote rancid rhymes, I can't survive
Sure, I rationalize like, oh, I see..
But if you don't like my cut, its like you don't like me
Some stuff works, some works not so well
Its like you work so hard, still get hurt like hell
Yo, it could tear you apart
But don't let your wins go to your heard
Your losses go to your heart
& if we ever get the pleasure to meet
Be clever with it, measure what you yell in the street
Come on...

[CHORUS]

Whoo, would you.....
Whoo, could you.....

[CHORUS]

Lost At Seaflower Cove (Laura Veirs)

Oh the dirty wordless fingers come again
Where the mermaid singers
Oh when I need them
Oh how I need them

Pretty words doled up on silver platters
Chanting sea shanties the words that matter
Oh how they shatter me

Tattooed sailor man pull that net from the sea
Is there something good inside there for me
Something for me
No more rusty strings not these deadened things

Salty Candy (Adam Green)

in the front of the line,
now i'm back at home.
i wanna live my life,
in a bathtub.

roll a dirty dice,
and you're playin' blood.
stole a maxipad,
because i abandoned love.

it reminds me of salty candy,
semen shanties,
sailboats grindin',
up against your back.

i don't need no sentimental.
penis stencil,
feelings rising,
opposites attract.

she made me feel so small
i had no say at all.
she looked so cute they say.
but i don't know her that way.

heaven hold me back.
got 20 lives.
got my jesus jammies.
need some exercise.

take a walk at night,
past the dating bar.
i wanna live my life,
like a trackstar.

na, na na na na na. na, na na na na na.
na, na na na na na. na, na na na na na.
na, na na na na na. na, na na na na na.
na, na na na na na. na, na na na na na.

Shanti/Ashtangi (Madonna)

Vunde gurunam caranaravinde
Sandarsita svatma sukhavabodhe
Nihsreyase jangalikayamane
Sansara halahala moha santyai
Hala hala
Ahahu purusakaram sankha cakrasi
Ahahu purusakaram sankha cakrasi
Dharinam dharinam sahasra sirasam
Dharinam dharinam sahasra sirasam
Vande
(Translation:
I worship the gurus' lotus feet
Awakening the happiness of the self revealed
Beyond comparison, working like the jungle physician
To pacify loss of consciousness from the poison of existence
In the form of a man up to the shoulders
Holding a conch, discus and sword
Thousand headed, white
I bow respectfully
Peace)

Om Shanti, Om Shanti
Shanti shanti
Shantay Om
(repeat)

(repeat entire song)

Memory Of The Dead (Land and Liberty) (Rage Against The Machine)

Wealthy vampires
With the cold hands of executioners
Execute
Executive decisions
Determined to destroy
What 1 million women, children, and men
1910 died, drowning in the rage of battle.
Mothers, half **
Infants clutching thier necks
Running frantically
Tripping over the bodies of their sons
Teeth gnashing
Swinging machete
Spitting blood and mud, and screaming:
Land, and liberty!
Were erased.
Buried and burned
Along with the memory of the dead
Along with the ejido.
With the smooth stroke of a pen
And with the ghost of Nixon present in their eyes
They smiled.
And pronounced the omnipitence
Of the free market
The profits of profit
Extending the scurge of columbus and pizarro
The freedom to buy things you can never afford
The freedom for indians to buy corn that once
Flourished overgrown in their backyards
The freedom to die of curable disease
The freedom to watch their children's stomachs well and burst
The freedom to starve and die
Without land or liberty
But Ramona, with eyes of obsidian
Peering through her blood and sweat drenched mask
Darding, unseen
Changing direction with the swiftness of a bird
Through the shanty's of the canyon
With every coyote, every insect, every phylum of life
Urging her, propelling her forward.
The leaves and branches of the forest
Part for miles, clearing her path
The voices and screams of the dead beneathe her feet
Echo in the deepest chasm of her soul
Hurling her, toward the city
History surging through her veins
Pulsing through her fingers
Hurling her, towards the city
She caresses her trigger
And the words of magome fulfil her being
And with each shot she fires, she affirms her movement
Enough! Enough!
No!
I will see my own blood flow
Before you take my land...or my liberty

In A Shanty In Old Shanty Town (Somethin' Smith & The Redheads)

I'm up in the world,
but I'd give the world to be where I used to be,
A heavenly nest,
where I rest the best,
means more than the world to me.

It's only a shanty
in old Shanty Town
the roof is so slanty it touches the ground.
But my tumbled down s** by an old railroad track,
like a millionaire's mansion is calling me back.

I'd give up a palace if I were a king.
It's more than a palace, it's my everything.
There's a queen waiting there with a silvery crown
in a shanty in old Shanty Town.


Babbitt (3 Minute Hero)




food on the table
got a brand new car
you're willing -- and able
to make a lifetime scar
got two point two five daughters
can't remember their middle names
the days fly by like a long cold winter
pretty soon they all look the same
grey slacks, grey shirt, grey tie
grey all around
livin in a corporate shanty town
life is like cable
but you only watch CNN
if this sounds like a modern fable
then it's time for the story to end
flip around and find another station
channel after channel -- boredom is rife
when you hear the message crackle through
"i've never done a thing i've wanted in my life"
[chorus]
when you're out doing whatcha gotta do
wifey's at home yellin
"honey honey honey honey"
and when you come home
wifey is blue from screaming her demands for
"money money money money"
deep down it's time for a change
but habits and love are hard things to break
when the two are braided into one your vision is strange
so do you stick with what you know for sanity's sake?
[chorus]







Video


Various artists Yogeshor Amatya,Swaroop & Satya Raj Acharya,Nima Rumba,Nabin K Bhatterai,and Many Many more remake by Bishnu Dhakal.




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