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Sunday, 20 April 2014
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Listen Nan Layad Nan Likhatan- Michael Ucab_Conig, Tocucan, Bontoc


Lyrics

You Are (Michael Jackson)

Sometimes I try to count the ways and reasons that I love you
But I can't ever seem to count that far
I love you in a million ways and for a million reasons
More than this I love you as you are
More than this I love you as you are

You are my inspiration, you are the song I sing
You are what makes me happy, you are my everything
You are my daily sunshine, you are my ev'ning star
Ev'rything I'll ever need or want, that's what you are
Ev'rything I'll ever need or want is what you are

You are my thoughts when I'm awake, my dreams when I'm asleep
You are the reason for my smile, you are the words I speak
Every role I play in life you play the leading part
Ev'rything I'd ever hope to find is what you are
Ev'rything I'd ever hope to find is what you are

You are my inspiration, you are the song I sing
You are what makes me happy, you are my everything
You are my daily sunshine, you are my ev'ning star
Ev'rything I'll ever need or want, that's what you are
Ev'rything I'll ever need or want is what you are

You are...
You are

Message From Steven (Primitive Radio Gods)

Got a message from Steven
Must've got it ‘bout late last night
Just a note that he's leaving
Everything that won't fit inside the van
There's nothing to hold
Barbara said she'd cover it all

Got a message from Steven
Got a job and I found your vest
He'll be sending me something
But the tape ate the rest
And someone called and wanted to know
All the time he wanted to go
What a time he wanted to go


Submitted by Michael **

Ghost Of A Chance (Primitive Radio Gods)

Sister Soul came to see me, and she made no amends
On the air, Sunday's midnight, Sister Soul understands

Pull the shades, let it rain all day
Radio station plays Mr. John Coltrane's Favourite Things
Lady ‘Day she sings
That I don't stand the ghost of a chance with you

Beautiful stranger, now it's just me and you
Brush the dust off the needle, put it deep in the groove

Pull the shades, let it rain all day
Radio station plays Mr. Miles Davis' kind of Blue
And I know it's true
That I don't stand the ghost of a chance with you

Cold and gray, it's gonna rain all day
Sarah Vaughan lingers on, but the black coffee's gone
And I hate to say goodbye
But I don't stand the ghost of a chance with you now
With you now...with you now...with you now...


Submitted by Michael **

Rocket (Primitive Radio Gods)

Rocket, rocket, the skins like the sun like the red colored one that they call my
Rocket, rocket, that some ancient tune that invented the moon and the stars
Now that I've found you I'm learning the sound to explain how you are
I'm a soul…Built on reactions and fatal attractions and phony hopes

Rocket, rocket, the flowers of death and the gin-tainted breath of don juan
Rocket, rocket, the people should know that the radar won't show where you are
Now that I've found you I'm learning the sound to explain how you are
I'm a soul…Built on reactions and fatal attractions and phony hopes

Rocket my soul, swallow me whole, the rocket begins
Rocket you know, when I explode, the rocket song ends

Rocket, rocket, this deep outer space to replace what you reach from within
Rocket, rocket, the message to millions who don't understand what you're told
Now that I've found you I'm learning the sound to explain how you are
I'm a soul…Now that I've found you this song is about to
Now that I've found you this song is about to
Now that I've found you this song is a sound on your stereo

Rocket my soul, swallow me whole, the rocket begins
Rocket you know, when I explode, the rocket song ends
Rocket you sought, whether or not, the air was too thin
Wherever you go, rocket you know, that I'll be your friend


Submitted by Michael **

Women (Primitive Radio Gods)

Don't say you love me, life isn't fair
And I don't care...So don't be stupid
Who builds the missiles? Who trains the gods?
I am the rod in desperate women

We can ask for nothing more
Chocolate legs and velvet horns
Faceless sailors on the shore

I'll be the sole survivor
Unlock your doors and let me in
I'll be the sole survivor
I'll bend you down and stick it in

I'll wear the apron, I'll play the part
Of modern art...Leo da Vinci
Why try and save her? She lives in every song
She's like a gong...You've got to bang her

We can ask for nothing more
Chocolate legs and velvet horns
Faceless sailors on the shore

I'll be the sole survivor
Unlock your doors and let me in
I'll be the sole survivor
I'll bend you down and stick it in

I'll be the sole survivor
Unlock your doors and let me in
I'll be the sole survivor
I'll bend you down and stick it in

I'll be the sole survivor
Unlock your doors and let me in
I'll be the rising sirens
I'll bend you down and stick it in


Submitted by Michael **

Fading Out (Primitive Radio Gods)

A car moves slowly down the street
Of a residential neighborhood
The conversations at its peak
But the static's getting round and round

You're fading out, can't hear what you say, you're fading out, out, out, out

The car pulls over to the curb
A curtain moves behind a window
You're now completely out of range
In the dark where all the voices go

You're fading out, can't hear what you say, you're fading out, out, out, out
You're fading out, can't hear what you say, you're fading out, out, out, out

What did you say? What did you say?
What did you say? What did you say?
What did you say?

On a highway outside town
Another stranger keeps you company
The batteries are running down
I'm gonna loose you to the atmosphere

You're fading out, you're fading out
What did you say?
You're fading out, what did you say?
You're fading out
You're fading out, can't hear what you say, you're fading out, out, out, out

What did you say? What did you say?
What did you say?


Submitted by Michael **

Are You Happy? (Primitive Radio Gods)

Hey, are you happy?
Does your sun set high?
Does your sun set high?
Hey, are you happy?
If you're not, then why?
If you're not, then why?

Hey, are you with me?
Are you dead inside?
Are you dead inside?
Hey, can you hear me?
If you can't, then why?
If you can't, then why?

It's hard not to listen to what they say
It's not gonna matter anyway
Diving through hoops made of fire isn't scary
It's the guy with the whip and the smile who can barely
Remember the days when his mother was Mary
When the man slams you down
Get up and walk around

Hey, are you happy?
Does your sun set high?
Does your sun set high?
Hey, are you with me?
If you're not, then why?
If you're not, then why?

It's hard not to listen to what they say
It's not gonna matter anyway
Diving through hoops made of fire isn't scary
It's the guy with the whip and the smile who can barely
Remember the days when his mother was Mary
When the man slams you down
Get up and walk around

It's hard not to listen to what they say
It's not gonna matter anyway
Diving through hoops made of fire isn't scary
It's the guy with the whip and the smile who can barely
Remember the days when his mother was Mary
When the man slams you down
Get up and walk around
Get up and walk around
Get up and walk around


Submitted by Michael **

Blood From The Beating Heart (Primitive Radio Gods)

She counted holes with a shovel. She won't shake hands with the devil
And when she's caught in the middle, she pulls away and it feels
Like a north wind freezin' your body again
Like a slow day makin' its way in the dark
To a mouth where the feelings start
Rush out like the blood from the beating heart

She holds the neck of the bottle, her every thought is a riddle
You try to rise to her level, you sit back down and it feels
Like a north wind teasin' your body again
Like a slow day makin' its way in the dark
To a mouth where the feelings start
Rush out like the blood from the beating heart
The blood from the beating heart
The blood from the beating heart

A strange and delicate creature who only lives if you love her
Invites you to swim in the river and leaves you under the earth
Like a north wind freezin' your body again
Like a slow day makin' its way in the dark
To a mouth where the feelings start
Rush out like the blood from the beating heart
Like a north wind...Like a slow day...
To a mouth where the feelings start
Rush out like the blood from the beating heart


Submitted by Michael **

Where The Monkey Meets The Man (Primitive Radio Gods)

You haven't changed a bit since then
You always think you're so on top of thing
You can't remember where you've been
You can't remember who you're following

Where the river meets the ocean
Where the monkey meets the man
I think I can...I think I can...

You'll see your worlds turn inside out
You'll always see the biggest part of me
You'll live and die without a sound
You'll never even miss the scenery

Where the river meets the ocean
Where the monkey meets the man
I think I can...I think I can...

Where the river meets the ocean
Where the monkey meets the man
I think I can...I think I can...

Where the river meets the ocean
Where the hammer meets the hand
I think I can...I think I can...


Submitted by Michael **

Gotta Know Now (Primitive Radio Gods)

I saw you standing in the doorway in the corner
Of the room where I observed you looking out the kitchen window
I wanna throw my arms around you like a lonely hidden dirge (?)
Marijuana smoke is blowing out the screen door

Let me in, let me out, let me go, let me up
Let me down, let me stay, let me know
Let me hear, let me see, let me sigh
Let me think, for the truth, for the truth, gonna try

I wanna write your lucky number on the scrap of paper towel
I confiscated from the restroom of the hotel
I wanna give you a ** and watch “Bonanza”
Clip your toenails, order Chinese food and eat it with our fingers

Let me in, let me out, let me go, let me up
Let me down, let me stay, let me know
Let me be, let me see, let me sigh
Let me think, for the truth, for the truth, gonna try

Gotta know, gotta know, gotta know, gotta know now
Gotta know, gotta know, gotta know, gotta know now

This time it's nothing like the first time I saw Jesus
Drinking seven bloody Marys on the bar stool in Miami
This night is nothing like the time I saw Picasso
Throwing rings of cigar smoke around the head of Fidel Castro

Let me in, let me out, let me go, let me up
Let me down, let me stay, let me know
Let me feel, let me see, let me sigh
Let me see, for the truth, for the truth, gonna try
Let me in, let me out, let me go, let me up
Let me down, let me stay, let me know
Let me be, let me see, let me sigh
Let me see, for the truth, for the truth, gonna try

Gotta know, gotta know, gotta know, gotta know now
Gotta know, gotta know, gotta know, gotta know now


Submitted by Michael **


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Igorot song most especially in Bontoc, Mountain Province..




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