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Monday, 21 April 2014
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Listen Yolly Samson is Cinderella-Pag-ibig ko'y Ibang-iba


Lyrics

Brain Washing (Bob Marley)

Ooh-ooh

Old Mr. Joe, he build a house away

On top of some hill

Old Mr. Joe knew he had to go, so he

He got right down and wrote bank will

He say now, here's to mother hen

And her chicken, Lord have mercy now

Master, will you take a roll in the mud

Like you know you should?

The old barnyard, the old barnyard

Birds and the chick, ooh-wee

Who's got to watch out for brother mongoose

With his top hap and walking-stick?



It's just the poor's brain washing

(Poor's ...) They told me a long time ago,

It's just the poor's brain washing, ooh-wee

(Poor's brain washing) Now look at a thing like this



Cinderella and her long lost fellow

In the midnight hour, she lost her silver slipper

Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall

While Jack and Jill had themselves a fall



It's just the poor's (... brain washing)

And I don't need it no longer (... washing)

It's just the poor's brain washing

Coming through to a poor man's child, ooh-wee, look at this



Little Miss Muffet she sat on a tuffet

While Little Red Riding Hood delivered her grandmom's food

Ooh-wee ooh-wee

Ooh-wee, look at one more thing like this

The cow jumping over the moon

While the dish got jealous, he grabbed the handy spoon



It's just the poor's brain washing

And I don't need it no longer, I don't want it no longer

I don't need it no longer (...washing)

And I don't care for no more brain washing (... washing) ...

The Party (Dream Academy)

There's danger in the air
They walk around in pairs
Dancing to the Dansette
Well God Almighty don't forget
You came here with me.

While Cinderella's getting hypnotised
By the Italian with grey-green eyes
I stand deliberatly out of bounds
Winding you up just to bring you down
To my level

So I'm sitting in a corner with a knife in my back
Pretending not to notice that I'm under attack
When a positive lack of direction breaks upon my shoulders

You may dance with him all night long
Live your romance out in a po**r song
But baby you're gonna miss me when the radio comes on
And they're playing my song.

The boys are queuing up at every one-night stand
To issue their final demands
The stand's telling them about this guy
And so they're standing with her but they're keeping their eyes
On some other girl

Me, I'm trying to hold it down
By thinking about the words to some other song
When I'm forced into making polite conversation
I open the window to get some ventilation
Try to break away from the intellectual starvation.

Meanwhile the taxis are calling
And the angels are falling
Down into the garden of truth
Where two star-crossed lovers
Cut across one another
And make their way home one by one.

He may fire imagination into your eyes
I know strong personalities are hard to find
You messed up mine;
We've got a good thing let's keep on trying
Baby you're gonna miss me when the radio comes 'round to my time.

Nakilala (Freestyle)


Kay tagal ko nang hinahanap
Ang tunay na galak
Sa buhay na ang lahat ay di sapat
Di makapagpasalamat
Ang lahat ng dapat kong gawin
Parang ang hirap sundin
Pilit kong ituon ang pansin
Sa mga ba**na kay ganda sa paningin
Ngunit nang mapasa-akin
Tila walang ibig sabihin

CHORUS
Nang Ika'y aking nakilala
Nawala ang lahat ng mga problema
Kay gaan ng aking nadarama
Pagkat kasama Kita

Hangad ko lang naman na malaman ang sagot
Sa problemang pinasok
Ngunit ako'y takot
Na harapin ang pagsubok
Oh di ko malaman, di ko maintindihan
Kung ano bang pinagmulan
Nais ko lang makamtan
Ang ganap na kasiyahan…

(REPEAT CHORUS)
Magmula nang Ika'y aking nakilala
Nawala ang lahat ng mga problema
Kay gaan ng aking nadarama
Pagkat kasama Kita

BRIDGE
O kay sarap nang mabuhay
Dahil sa Iyo'y nagkaroon ng kulay
Dulot Mo'y pagibig na tunay
At walang hangganang buhay

CODA
Sa Iyo ko lang nakita, tanging Ikaw wala nang iba
Sa Iyo ako'y may buhay, punong puno ng kulay...

(REPEAT CHORUS TILL FADE)

Hair (PJ Harvey)

Samson
The strength
That's in
Your arms
Oh to be
Your stunning
Bride

Samson
Your hair
Glistening
Like sun
Oh would
That it
Were mine

Samson
Your hair
That's in
My hands
I'll keep
It safe
You're mine
You're mine

He said wait
Said wait
"Delilah my babe"
"Delilah my babe"
Said wait
Said wait
"Delilah my babe"
"Delilah my babe"
Said wait
Said wait
"Delilah my babe"
"You lied in my face"
"You cut off my hair"
"You lied in my bed"

Samson
You'll stay
With your 'lilah
I hold you in
My hands
Yeah
Your hairy strength
My man
My man

He said wait
Said wait
"Delilah my babe"
"Delilah my babe"
He said "Wait"
He said "Wait"
"Delilah my babe"
"Delilah my babe"
He said "Wait"
He said "Wait"
"Delilah my babe"
"You lied in my face"
"You cut off my hair"
"You lied in my bed"

Cinderella (i5)

(Here we go, check it out)

When I was just a little girl
My mama used to tuck me into bed
And she'd read me a story
It always was about a princess in distress
And how a guy would save her
And end up with the glory (glory)
I'd lie in bed and think about the person that
I wanted to be
Then one day I relized that
The fairy tale life
Wasn't for me

<Chorus>

I don't wannabe like Cinderella
Sittin' in a dark, cold, dusty cellur
Waiting for somebody to come and set me free
I don't wannabe like so I've waited
For a handsome prince to come and save me
All my hopes of why
Unless the writing's on my side
Don't wannabe
No , No one else
I'd rather rescue myself

Someday I'm gonna find someone
Who wants me body so hard in mind
Who's not afraid to show that he loves it
Somebody who will understand
I'm happy just the way I am
Don't need nobody takin' care of me
I will be there for him
Just as long as he will be there for me
When I get myself
That it has got to be an equal thing

<Repeat Chorus>

I can slay
My own dragons
I can dream
My own dreams
For a knight in shinning armor
Is he
Somebody gonna set me free

<Repeat Chorus3Xs>

Bebot (Black Eyed Peas)

A.
bebot bebot
be bebot bebot
be bebot bebot
be
ikaw ang aking/ay

B.
pilipino, pilipino, pilipino, pilipino

Verse I
hoy pare pakinggan nyo ko
eto nang tunay na filipino
galing sa baryo sa pangbato
pumunta ng LA nagtrabaho
para makatulong sa nanay
dahil sa hirap ng buhay
pero masaya parin ang kulay
pag kumain nagkakamay
yung kanin, chicken adobo
yung balot, binebenta sa kanto
ta**mo na nga ang baso
pare ko inuman na tayo

Verse II
masdan mo ang magagandang dalaga
nakakagigil ang beauty mo talaga
lambingin di nakakasawa
ikaw lang ang gustong kasama
yung bahay o kubo
pagibig mo ay totoo
puso ko’y laging kumikibo
wala kang katulad sa mundo ko
pinoy ka sigaw na, sige
kung maganda ka sigaw na, sige
kung buhay mo’y mahalaga, sige
salamat sa iyong suporta

Concerto Of The Desperado (The Roots)




Chorus:

The concerto, of the desperado
R-double-O-T-S check the flow
If you know like I know then you know the motto
That's all the fraud shit got to go/fake shit gots to go

Verse One:

In the glow of the moon, over the melancholy metro
My poetry is set like a U.F.O.
The maestro, the lyricist concerto
My physical play the role of a vessel
The level of my lyrics law manifesto
My thoughts wrestle and attack with the killer instincts
of a gorilla stronger than Samson
Without vanilla my soliloquoy profess my ability to just
stimulate you like the best sensimilla
The halflife the Illadel-L-P-O-phila proceed
hither is my death flower blow your tower to smithe-
-reens to fiends catch another rhyme gripper
Deeper than the meditations of a hidden worshiper
Unorthodox, hip-hop, minister
Then a Serengeti cheetah my thoughts with the
you lose your balance when the sound hits ya
So check for the, fifth militia
A poet's under pressure stressing that you get the picture
Even if it means you gotta hang over the banister
I pull a microphone on any pistol brandisher
And take advantage of ya because you amateur
Styles gunning down your sound man and manager
What?? This how we do it in the year for nine-six
With this delivering attack on pointless rap shit
Breakin MC's down to fractions, tell your squadron
It's time to go to war we spar reaction

Chorus 2X

Verse Two:

The implorer, the universe explorer
Treat MC's like the cities of Sodom and Gomorrah
Leavin these niggaz open like a box of Pandora
With styles that's newer than the world order
Approximately three quarters of y'all are water
I straight deport ya
Then orchestrate your torture with roots of culture
The pill brimmage to the line of scrimmage up against your image
Where life is a heist, and the strong get a percentage
It's ill as a war and within it I'm the Lieutenant
that surrounds you like a peninsula to snatch the pennant
You fold like Japan's futons and fans
While I design a plan to make a rapper step like a pedestrian
I crush a mountain into grands of sand
Your pain stains the cannon of the mic inserted into the stand
The desperado, that refuse to follow
The lip afficianado, break you up into parts like a bottle
I deep like the dark of the night
Niggaz is sweet and sound silly when they talk on the mic
They use the simple back and forth the same
old rhythm that's plain
I'd rather UltraMagnetize your brain
It's the hip-hop purist, that leave you lost like a tourist
inside the chorus, niggaz is bringin nothin for us
As we breakin em down to fractions, tell your squadron
It's time to go to war we spar reaction

Chorus 2X

Pobre Juan (Maná)

Juan se lanzo marchandose al norte
iba en busca de una vida digna
cruzando Mexico por valles y por montes
iba Juan lleno de fe.

La historia es que Juan se iba a casar
con Maria embarazada
pero el no tenia ni un centavo
ni un clavo que darle.

Pero este Juan iba muy decidido
y a la frontera el llego con todo el filo.

Se conecto con el mero mayor de los coyotes
y la historia le conto:
Mire usted que yo quiero cruzarme ya
a San Diego o Chicago,
digame usted lo que hago
que precio le pago.

Juan ya nunca regreso,
en la linea se quedo,
pobre Juan
o la migra lo mato
o el desierto lo enterro,
pobre Juan.

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Juan le enseno al coyote
una foto de Maria
con la cual se casaria,
le prometio que el regresaria
para formar todo un hogar.

Pero el coyote a Juan lo traiciono
dejandolo al olvido,
de tres balas se tronaron a Juan,
pobre de Juan,
no regreso

no, oh.

Juan ya nunca regreso,
en la linea se quedo,
pobre Juan
o la migra lo mato
o el desierto lo enterro,
pobre Juan
y Maria lo fue a buscar
y ella nunca lo encontro,
desaparecio,
oh...

Bila Engkau Ijinkan (Joseph Howard & Ida Emerson)

Matamu nan bening dan indah
Memandang kosong dan tak berjiwa lagi
Begitu dalam kau tenggelam
Tertelan duka yang tak berkesudahan

Menanti datangnya kasih
Yang takkan pernah tiba
Tuk berbagi rasa

Aku yang peduli denganmu
Menyimpan rasa iba yang mendalam
Dalam sepi dan tak berteman
Terlewat dengan hanya mendekur diri

Kau selalu tak pernah bisa
Tuk lupakan sejenak
Dia yang tlah pergi

Bila engkau ijinkan
Kau berikan tempat untukku
Bila engkau ijinkan
Kukecup luka di hatimu

Hilangkan semua lukamu
Buang semua duka di hati
Genggamlah tanganku
Kutunggu jawaban jujur darimu

Aku yang peduli denganmu
Menyimpan rasa iba yang mendalam
Dalam sepi dan tak berteman
Terlewat dengan hanya mendekur diri

Kau selalu tak pernah bisa
Tuk lupakan sejenak
Dia yang tlah pergi

Bila engkau ijinkan
Kau berikan tempat untukku
Bila engkau ijinkan
Kukecup luka di hatimu

Cancion Del Elegido (Silvio Rodríguez)

Siempre que se hace una historia
se habla de un viejo, de un niño o de se si,
pero mi historia es dificil:
no voy a hablarles de un hombre comun.
Hare la historia de un ser de otro mundo,
de un animal de galaxia.
Es una historia que tiene que ver
con el curso de la Via Lactea.
Es una historia enterrada.
Es sobre un ser de la nada.

Nacio de una tormenta
en el sol de una noche,
el penultimo mes.
Fue de planeta en planeta
buscando agua potable,
quizas buscando la vida
o buscando la muerte
eso nunca se sabe.

Quizas buscando siluetas
o algo semejante
que fuera adorable,
o por lo menos querible,
besable, amable.

El descubrio que las minas
del rey Salomon
se hallaban en el cielo
y no en el africa ardiente,
como pensaba la gente.
Pero las piedras son frias
y le interesaban calor y alegrias.
Las joyas no tenian alma,
solo eran espejos, colores brillantes.
y al fin bajo hacia la guerra…
¡perdon! quise decir a la tierra.

Supo la historia de un golpe,
sintio en su cabeza cristales molidos
y comprendio que la guerra
era la paz del futuro:
lo mas terrible se aprende enseguida
y lo hermoso nos cuesta la vida.
La ultima vez lo vi irse
entre humo y metralla,
contento y **:
iba matando canallas
con su cañon de futuro.


Video


A tribute to Yolly Samson, former member of Cinderella Band, who hit the waves during the 70's.




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