Gal you a lead...(HEY)...yes indeed...(HEY)
There gonna lead...(HEY)...(HEY)...(HEY)
Gal you a lead...HEY...yes indeed...(HEY)
There gonna lead...(HEY)...(HEY)...(HEY)
Chorus: Alexx
(Gal you) Goooooooooooonnnnnnnneeeeeeeeee!!!
(You a) Leeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaadddddddd!!!
(Gal you) Goooooooooooonnnnnnnneeeeeeeeee!!!
(Gal you a) Leeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaadddddddd!!!
Verse 1: Bay-C
On yuh mark get set (Go!) and there off
First place inna di race
And leff dem gal deh yah last
If a look good test they get more than pass
Wid finesse and di class
Shape like an hour glass
Yuh a di bomb (Hey!)
Pressure dem inna di E class
And yuh know yuh do yuh shoppin
It nuh matta weh it cost
Dem nah go nuh wey so dem quick fi talk
And it bun dem
True yuh tekin off like a aircraft
Chorus: Alexx
(Gal you) Goooooooooooonnnnnnnneeeeeeeeee!!!
(You a) Leeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaadddddddd!!!
(Gal you) Goooooooooooonnnnnnnneeeeeeeeee!!!
(Gal you a) Leeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaadddddddd!!!
Verse 2: Craigy T
So mi go so weh mi juggle
Then wine gal cau yuh inna yuh prime
Yuh get a life sentence
If lookin good was a crime (Yeah!)
Har belly skin smooth and it nuh full up a line
Gal yuh round like a two pound kindly divide
Bounce a gal cau she nuh worth yuh time
She caan walk side deh yuh
She haffi come behind
When yuh, ***** up yuh bumpa
Yuh have di man dem a blind
But anyman waan yuh dem haffi form a line
Becau yuh.......
Chorus: Alexx
(Gal you) Goooooooooooonnnnnnnneeeeeeeeee!!!
(You a) Leeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaadddddddd!!!
(Gal you) Goooooooooooonnnnnnnneeeeeeeeee!!!
(Gal you a) Leeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaadddddddd!!!
Verse 3: Flexx
Di man dem a watch yuh like everyday
True dem know yuh body good
And yuh nuh give it away
So all di likkle fassy dem a road dem a stay
How dem a go stop yuh now?!
Linin large and in charge
But dem gal deh yah fraud
Yuh nut clothes a yard
Yuh do yuh shoppin a broad
So all di likkle fassy dem a road dem a talk
How dem a go stop yuh now, girl
Chorus: Alexx
(Gal you) Goooooooooooonnnnnnnneeeeeeeeee!!!
(You a) Leeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaadddddddd!!!
(Gal you) Goooooooooooonnnnnnnneeeeeeeeee!!!
(Gal you a) Leeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaadddddddd!!!
Bay-C
Gal you a lead (HEY!!!) yes indeed (HEY!!!)
There gonna lead (HEY!!! HEY!!! HEY!!!)
Gal you a lead (HEY!!!) yes indeed (HEY!!!)
There gonna lead (HEY!!! HEY!!! HEY!!!)
Chorus: Alexx
(Gal you) Goooooooooooonnnnnnnneeeeeeeeee!!!
(You a) Leeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaadddddddd!!!
(Gal you) Goooooooooooonnnnnnnneeeeeeeeee!!!
(Gal you a) Leeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaadddddddd
Stone Fences (Joe Grant)
He feels the weather turn, looks out across the water
It's the second time this week
He swears he saw her in the harbour mouth
Where the morning mist rolls out across the bay
Turns back to his work building walls of stone
Across the green hills so overgrown
Cutting through the tangle of clinging vine and weeds
He builds his fences so straight and clean
Chorus
And the wild flowers grow in the cracks between the stones
No one knows the mind of a man who works alone
Another season gone and the wild birds have returned
But the gorbies never tell the secrets they have learned
They say he got too close to his one and only lover
She came in like a fireship touched his soul with her flaming sails
Then she slipped away on a summer storm
Stone fences stand against the wind stand against the rain steady in the gale
A hundred thousand boulders stand pieced together by his hands like a puzzle
Chorus
The mist has turned to rain, the wild birds take their flight
Out across the bay, the flashing of the light
And the gorbies know that one more soul has measured out it's life
Stone fences span across these hills, the memory of a man and the monuments he built
A hundred thousand boulders stand the measure of a man and the life he lived
Movers And Morons (Swingin Utters)
You could move faster you could move like you should (traffic on the bridges at bay) while the bitch and bastard has got you by the jewels (buried in the working day) and your motivation are the ones who could (the ones who do it in their own way) devastation floats in your gene pool (your father's proud 'cuz you earned your pay)
You're a do-er you're a do-on ** the world drop the neutron you're a mover you're a moron You're the cops and clip coupons
Police are apathetic to protect and serve (the housing plan's provided) your friends and family get what they deserve (classes remain divided) the priest is praying for losing faith in the world ('cuz everyone was invited) sticking to your guns 'cuz you ain't got the nerve (and the N.R.A. are delighted) only the criminal knows how the criminal fits in (your kids know how to bitch and moan) cram them in the cells and they'll learn how to bend (because their generation's prone) a diamond in the rough to a nickel in the fen (more than one in the telephone) unjust is not the cuff its the truncheon's other end (and who receives the broken bones) its new year's eve, half past eleven (Dick out in the tenderloin) the rain's coming down like pennies from heaven (the cops say there's no such coin) bullets in the clouds from 357s (stay out of Hunter's Point) every new year a new deadly lesson (and two of mother's dead little boys)
Look Like You (Lil Wyte)
Man, I'm messed up [echoing] the hell [echoing] what kind of pill was that
[echoing] GOD [echoing] man it sound like I hear someone screaming [echoing]
what the ** [echoing] man I'm sooo **ed up, God I promise let me live
tonite [echoing] man I will never get high again
[Lil Wyte]
I'm slummed out right now, that ain't no suprize
Dilated pupils seein doubles out of both my eyes
I hit up a little spark, got 'em for no charge, and ** with his boy
Zanex bars call 'em totem poles or even tonka toys
I popped half and then popped the other half and hit the crown
Then put my shot glass down and poured another round
I'm starting to fill everything I just put into my body
Liquor and the bars got me right though I might look retarded
Get up out my way little quicka with the K
Even though I'm **ed up I'ma still maintain
Got sumthin in my brain like do damn thang
Like tell the same mayne's**soft insane
I'ma monsta when I'm high specially on some bars
Don't need to cop lyrically can catch a charge
Runnin down the street yellin ** the police
With Reeboxs on my feet high on 4 more bars
I'ma hold my crown and I'ma rep my Memphis pop my pills, smoke all my deeros
Be **ed up fall out in public fallin out on **s and negros
Ho you think you know Lil Wyte I'm telling you rightcha now
You hold out I'ma find out better pull 'em out and pass them sticks around
[Chorus]
Totem poles, Candy bars, even Yellow ladders
Tonka toys, White sticks it don't really matter
If you got 'em pass that shit around I want to look like you
If you got 'em pass that shit around I want to look like you
Totem poles, Candy bars, even Yellow ladders
Tonka toys, White sticks it don't really matter
If you got 'em pass that shit around I want to look like you
If you got 'em pass that shit around I want to look like you
[Lil Wyte]
One little pill you can break down into fo's
Guaranteed when mixed with liquor it gone have on the flo'
Take advantage of the power the sticks put off every hour
Try to over do it you gone find yourself off in the shower
This is not some powder the effects are completely differant
You are not a coward if you pop one and get scared of the shit
You might forget what you did the night before if you want 'em
Better get somebody to be witcha only if they**is sober
Gotta keep my **in brain on chicken lane change only if the beat bang
I'll be able to do my thang no what I got to do know why I gotta rock
**ed up or not I'ma take this shit to the top
If you see me in the streets betta believe me this ** is off the hezzy
Memphis, Tennessee is my stopping ground and zanex bars just went down in me
This weed in me and Henessey all over my academics T
Was **ed up and doubled in for shit but fallin up out the S-U-V
They serious don't play with 'em if you can't handle 'em come my way
We'll rock 'em to the BAY and we'll deal 'em up on the slang
When I bump my female in an all night bang with a BIOTCH!
[Chorus]
Back Up (Nonpoint)
Wise up because I'm fed up you better back up.
Wise up because I'm fed up you better back up.
Wise up because I'm fed up you better back up.
You got a bad attitude
comin' up from inside
you better watch your mouth
you got plenty to hide
you come across so heavy you're a buck-o-five
better rest your fist and try to use your mind
I'm not punkin' out
I'm just movin' up
say your comments loud
but try to back 'em up
keep your**far away and stay with yourself
alonein a cage aggravate someone else.
Wise up because I'm fed up you better back up.
Wise up because I'm fed up you better back up.
Wise up because I'm fed up you better back up.
Wise up because I'm fed up you better back up.
You in your baggy jeans
with your baggy lip
you 'bout to loseall your shit
with the butt of my fist
you better use your mind fast
and bring your pressure down quick
'cause you feather weight **in' in this heavyweight clique'
you know karate got a shiny gun in your hand
got a razor blade hat with a knife in the brim
I ask you all the questions
don't look at him your own stupid answers got you what you are in...
Wise up because I'm fed up you better back up.
Wise up because I'm fed up you better back up.
no time spending on your thinking
becuase somethings really strange
dont care about the drinking
makes the voices go away
cause they hear what i am thinking
let your ego get away
then you'll frind that you are missing
what can teach you every day
no time spending on your thinking
let frustrations get away
im not holding it inside me
i'll just let it bay
what it wants to
when it wants to
spntaniously
*how it covered with me*
Wise up because I'm fed up you better back up.
Wise up because I'm fed up you better back up.
Wise up because I'm fed up you better back up.
Wise up because I'm fed up you better back up.
you better back up.
you better back up.
you better back up.
Wise up because I'm fed up you better back up.
Wise up because I'm fed up you better
Cape St.Mary's (Stan Rogers)
Take me back to my western boat
Let me fish off Cape St. Mary's
Where the hog-down sail
And the Fog horns wail
With my friends the Browns and the Clearys
Let me fish off Cape St. Mary's
Let me feel my dory lift
To the broad Atlantic combers
Where the tide rip swirls
And the wild ducks whirl
And old Neptune calls the numbers.
'Neath the wild Atlantic combers
Let me sail up Golden Bay
With my oilskins all a-streaming
From the thunder squalls when I hauled my trawls.
And my old Cape Ann a-gleaming
With my oilskins all a-streaming.
And let me view that ragged shore
With the beaches all a-glisten
With the caplin spawn
Where from dusk till dawn
You bait your trawn, and you listen
To the undertow a-hissin'.
And when I reach that last big shoal
Where the groundswells break asunder,
Where the wild sands roll to the surge's toll
Let me be a man and take it
When my dory fails to make it.
Oh take me back to that snug green cove
Where the seas roll up their thunder
There let me rest
In the Earth's cool breast
Where the stars shine out their wonder
And the seas roll up their thunder.
Storm Warning (I Am Kloot)
Hell for leather, lathered, drunk, youre soused,
Youre pissed, youre sunk,
The juke box now is drunk, just along the way,.
I had a call last
Saturday to say Id thrown
My friends away, reversed the charges
On them all,
I made a lot of calls.
Is there a storm coming or are we just another shower,
Is this a storm warning,
Has someone just cut the power, is there a storm coming
Or are we just another shower,
Is there a storm coming, coming, coming.
I would have kept you free from harm rang the bells or
Raised alarms, I would have kept
Them all at bay except I thought I heard you say,
Youre the leper boy you cant come in
The moneky god is now youre king, youre out,
Youre in, youre out,
Youre in, youre out,
Youre in, youre out.
Is there a storm coming or are we just another shower,
Is this a storm warning,
Has someone just cut the power, is there a storm coming
Or are we just another shower,
Is there a storm coming, coming, coming.
Girls Time (Mr. Vegas)
Intro:
Girls and more girls....ah di sweetest time, ah di sweetest time
Ah di sweetest, ah di sweetest, girls time
Chorus:
Ah di sweetest time when di sun gone in and da moon start shine
And di cassette inna di tape ah rewind
Juice ah blend up wid red sparkling wine, girls time
Ah di sweetest time when di sun gone in and da moon start shine
And di cassette inna di tape deck ah rewind
Juice ah blend up wid red sparkling wine
Verse 1:
Anywhere di gal dem deh mi deh
From yuh seh gal move long time mi ready
Bun down Foxy now mi have ah Brandy
Telephone ah ring gal waan mi candy
Two gal buck up and start a big war
One ah dem fling a big stone inna mi car
But mi know mi and nuh bag-a-man nah par
If a bwoy funny well mi haffi stay far cause
Chorus:
Ah di sweetest time when di sun gone in and da moon start shine
And di cassette inna di tape deck ah rewind
Juice ah blend up wid red sparkling wine, girls time
Ah di sweetest time when di sun gone in and da moon start shine
And di cassette inna di tape deck ah rewind
Juice ah blend up wid red sparkling wine
Verse 2:
Yo! nuff nuff gal mi have before mi a star
Mi and di gal dem all ah eat caviar
One sit down pon it and one deh pon mi cellular
And mi use to roll di boss gal inna di bar
Mi have di hot gal ah when mi hold and grill
Yuh tink seh mi hot I got mi shit pon di bay
Dem haffi go call mi back stamina daddy
Worst ah when mi grab fi di raw remedy
Chorus:
Ah di sweetest time when di sun gone in and da moon start shine
And di cassette inna di tape deck ah rewind
Juice ah blend up wid red sparkling wine, girls time
Ah di sweetest time when di sun gone in and da moon start shine
And di cassette inna di tape deck ah rewind
Juice ah blend up wid red sparkling wine
Repeat song till end
Martha's Foolish Ginger (Tori Amos)
Take a walk down memory lane with me
Past a watermelon stand on the way
Thinking I had everything we'd need
on Martha's Foolish Ginger
You were late
How could I forget what you said-
the part about that
"Love taking over your life"
was not your plan
If those harbour lights had just been a half a mile inland
who knows what I would have done
If those harbour lights had just been a half a mile inland
who knows what I would have done
Through the cliffs
out of the Bay I went
From the starboard side
I could black my visions and my passions-
They keep me awake
If those harbour lights had just been a half a mile inland
who knows what I would have done
If those harbour lights had just been a half a mile inland
who knows what I would have done
A familiar voice
"Hi. Surprise.
I've been searching trying to find you"
I couldn't speak
my hands reached for Martha's Foolish Ginger
We talked until the moon came up
About how life without love
isn't worth very much
Then I played this song
If those harbour lights had just been a half a mile inland
who knows what I would have done
If those harbour lights had just been a half a mile inland
who knows what I would have done
what I would have done
what I would have done
"Memories that we have yet" you said
"To make like our Burning Bed..."
Love, don't mistake that it wasn't safe
on Martha's Foolish Ginger.
Hey Pete (Type O Negative)
Hey Peter, where are you going with that axe in your hand?
Hey Peter, where are you going with that axe in your hand?
I'm gonna kill my lady
cause I caught her screwing around
with some other men
I'm gonna kill my lady
cause I caught her **
around with some other men
(I really don't go for that shit.)
Hey Peter, you know I heard you cut your woman down
Hey Peter, you know I heard you cut your woman down
Cut her down to the ground
Last night I killed my lady
I caught her screwing around
with every guy in town
Last night I killed my lady
I caught her screwing around
all over this town
Hey Peter, where you're gonna run to now?
Hey Peter, where you're gonna go?
I'll take that D-train
take it down to Brighton Beach
to bay seven
I'll take that D-train
take it down to Brighton Beach, Brighton Beach
I'll see my baby to heaven
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