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Listen A Farmer's S.O.S.: Music and lyrics by Elger Heath.


Lyrics

Bandbaja Mix (Entity Paradigm)


watch out (kya)
lyrics on the floor
on your marks, get set, go
i'm a white boy
comin straight from the 'L' town
keepin it real i'm a spawn of the underground
i'm the one you hate
i'm the one you fear
i'm the voice that whispers inside your ear
cut you open deep inside
when you know what i speak
everything is right

i got the gift i got the game
when i grab the mic i drive ppl insane
left to right from side to side
i'll take you to a point
where i take away your pride
move you groove you
and every time i muse
when i get done
you say i abuse you
i ain't bad
i'm just tryina be cruel
pure evil made to rule

meri aankhon mein daikh zara
aur phir mujhe tu yeh batha
hum donon mein hai wo kya
aa humein aazmaa
aa chuukay dikha
aa aaaaa aaaaaa aaaaaa

Part 3 (Sixtoo)

impressive scientifics, the specifics are vague now.
i can taste the sodium in the air from the smoke.
i resisted the choke that arose from my throat,
as soon as i realized my opponent was neutralized to particles.
with viscosity unheard of, curiousity arose, impossible,
from the lowest crevice in the hospital.
the sick sound emerged, the building submerged,
and then the soul of my nemesis surrounded the premesis.
a dimensional porthole then appeared in my vision.
the bio-genesis allowed for the change in my position.
life energy transferred from the lyrical telekinetic.
the father of my genesis retiring, through the unaspiring devices,
and suddenly my mind filled with crisis.
the kinfolk yelled, my warfare unbridled.
bloodshed through cancerous spirit communications.
infectious extra-sensory perception from the molten rock,
layers, out into the regions of outerspace.
the tele-cancer spread at an infinite rate.
permeating every rock and both molecule alike.
faster than the speed of life. eating up all the carbon,
self-perpetuating anti-astrophysics exceeding dopler effect.
spherical in motion, miracles in self-propulsion,
larger waves of destruction, then tidal rifts in the ocean,
no sound, only blinding light.
you feel the particles scatter,
and then the whole universe disappeared into anti-matter.
it's part 3.

Dance Music (The Mountain Goats)

alright i'm in johnson avenue
in San Louis Obispo
and i'm five years old or six maybe
and indications that there's
something wrong with our new house
trip down the wire twice daily

i'm in the living room
watching the watergate hearings
while my stepfather yells at my mother
launches a glass across the room
straight at her head
and i dash upstairs to take cover
lean in close to my little record player on the floor
so this is what the volume knob's for
i listen to dance music
dance music

okay so i'm seventeen years old
you're the last best thing i got going
but then the special secret sickness
starts to eat through you
what am i supposed to do?
no way of knowing
so i follow you down your twisting alleyways
find a few cul-de-sacs of my own
there's only one place this road ever ends up
and i don't wanna die alone
let me down, let me down, let me down gently
when the police come to get me
i'm listenin' to dance music
dance music

UK Visa Versa (MC Lars)

Hey England... let's kick it.

Cops without guns and the NME.
Should I watch the BBC or should I watch the BBC?
Look at these crazy coins, is this Lord of the Rings?
Pounds and pence and Princes and Queens?
Flipside experience, well not really.
More familiar than Russia or Chile.
Up for cricket or squash, or the London zoo?
Look, you hate George Bush and we do too.
Fab music scene, though, UK bands are ace,
And you guys are the most polite of the human race.
Fish and chips, crumpets, bangers and mash,
Shakespeare, Donne, Sid Vicious and the Clash.
You love our movies, we kind of like yours.
We love the way you talk, "please help help us in these wars."
You stopped staying "fab," we stopped saying "groovy,"
Our Scotland is Canada; you saw the South Park movie.

CHORUS
I love England and visa versa,
American perspective in these Visa verses.
Tea time? Jolly good! Caffeine rush.
Look, a red a phone booth and a double-decker bus.

I love you England, so let's both ignore
The Boston Tea Party, and that silly East Coast war.
Oxford, London, and Guildford too,
Rockin' your P.A.'s when I come to visit you.

The Florida incident? Democracy at work,
But we've still got love for your boy Edmund Burke.
If it weren't for us, you'd be speaking German,
But then we gave you Hanson and Pee Wee Herman.
You gave us the Beatles, and you gave us the Who
We gave you Kris Kross and Vanilla Ice too.
You gave us "Chicken Run" and the Teletubies,
We gave you McDonald's and got you chubby.
You think we're all Trailer Trash obnoxious and noisy.
But that's just Springer, Ricki Lake, and Boise.
We're friendly and fake and proud of our nation,
Overweight, wasting gas, hedonic civilization.
We're sue-happy mad overworked compulsive winners,
Strong facade but insecure, just think Seymour Skinner.
We're obsessed with image, old age and fat,
Technology, death, and our dogs and cats,
The superbowl, shopping, S.U.V.'s and money,
Santa Claus, hygiene and the Easter Bunny.
But bigger is better and we love our T.V.
From L.A. to Boston, to Nashville, Tennessee.
And yes 1/4 of Americans own guns
In case you come back to punish your sons.
But Mother Britain listen, there's still a tie that binds us,
The U.S. isn't perfect, you don't have to remind us.

REPEAT CHORUS

Stand Up and Shout (Steel Dragon)

Stand up and shout
Stand up stand up stand up and let it out
Stand up and shout
Stand up stand up stand up

I know what you want and what your thinking
I can free your **uality.
No ones ever tortured you with pleasure
Pleasures all you'll ever feel from me

Stand up and shout
Stand up stand up stand up and let it out
Stand up and shout
Stand up stand up stand up

I just want to see you in the garden
Dressed up as you came into this world
Shining through the candle of deception
Lighting up the underlying
world.
Stand up and shout
Stand up stand up stand up and let it out
Stand up and shout
Stand up stand up stand up (slur)

(Musical Break)

Stand up and shout
Stand up stand up stand up and let it out
Stand up and shout
Stand up stand up stand up

They Call Me Hurricane (Stevie Ray Vaughan)

Well they call me hurricane an' i've come to play in your town
Yeah they call hurricane an' i've come to play in your town
If you don't like my music i'm sure gonna drive to your town

Yeah i like my pocket full of money....my whiskey, gin and wine
Yes i like my pocket full of money....my whiskey, gin and wine

Y'all can come to dinner....love my lovin' all the time

Yeah they call me hurricane an' i've come to play in your town
Yeah they call me hurricane an' i've come to play in your town
If i can't play this guitar i'm sure gonna drive to your town

Right In The Night (Jam & Spoon Featuring Plavka)

Right in the night
Right in the night
Right in the night you'll find
that if you want to fall in love you'll fall in love
Right in the night
Right in the night
Sweet things is what you'll get
When you fall in love
fall in love

Follow with music
Follow with dance
Follow with anything that makes you want romance
Make a little softer round the way that it goes
just think that everything you touch could turn in gold
follow with everything like you would love to love
you know that laughter is a kind form to wake you up
so don't make me feel unpleasant like you do
you know that everything will fall right back on you
so follow with everything
follow the life
get about your troubles and be a little nice
you will not see me if you don't want to look
just call me and get me in
my big big better life
my big big better life

Right in the night
Right in the night
Right in the night you'll find
that if you want to fall in love you'll fall in love
Right in the night
Right in the night
Sweet things is what you'll get
When you fall in love
fall in love

Follow the story is a fairy tale the truth
innocence is the other way
illusion what you use
show a little confidence show a little class
don't kiss the past
the past ain't gonna last
follow with passion follow with love
follow with other things you're always dreaming of
follow with music and you will get back

Right in the night
Right in the night
Right in the night you'll find
that if you want to fall in love you'll fall in love
Right in the night
Right in the night
Sweet things is what you'll get
When you fall in love
fall in love

load by syck@chaos

All I Can (Innerlude)

When I lay down,
girl when i close my eyes,
and think of you...
Could love be so real,
and if it is, I will...
I'll give you all I have ( all that I have )
I know that I'm falling in love with you..

I will give all my love to you
I will give all I can,
To be your only man
I will give all my heart to you
Now that I understand...
the love I feel for you, is so true...

So many times, I have said to myself,
what should I do ( what should i do )
If I just could be with you,
it would be heaven here on earth ( Heaven on Earth )
Girl I'm giving my all to you..

No one can take your place,
I will give my heart and my soul (heart and my soul )
It's written on my face..

I will give all my love to you
I will give all I can,
To be your only man
I will give all my heart to you
Now that I understand...
I'll give my all to you

This all to you
I'll give you all my love and even more ( and even more )
you can count on me
( count on me )
from here to eternity.

I will give all my love to you
I will give all I can,
To be your only man
I will give all my heart to you (cause I love you)
Now that I understand...
I'll give my heart to you

I'm giving you all my time ( all my time )
I'm giving you all my love ( all my love )
Everything (everything )
every little thing ...

I'll give my all (all my time to you)
(all my love)
(everything)

Edge of Seventeen (Stevie Nicks)

Written by Stevie Nicks.


Just like the white winged dove...
Sings a song...
Sounds like she's singing...
Whoo... whoo... whoo...
Just like the white winged dove...
Sings a song...
Sounds like she's singing...
Ooo baby... ooo... said ooo

And the days go by...
Like a strand in the wind...
In the web that is my own...
I begin again
Said to my friend, baby...
Nothin' else mattered

He was no more... than a baby then
Well he... seemed broken hearted...
Something within him
But the moment... that I first laid...
Eyes... on... him... all alone...
On the edge of... seventeen

Just like the white winged dove...
Sings a song...
Sounds like she's singing...
ooo baby... ooo... said ooo...
Just like the white winged dove...
Sings a song...
Sounds like she's singing...
Ooo baby... ooo... said ooo

I went today... maybe I will go again...
Tomorrow
And the music there it was hauntingly...
Familiar
And I see you doing...
What I try to do for me
With the words from a poet...
And the voice from a choir
And a melody... nothing else mattered

Just like the white winged dove...
Sings a song...
Sounds like she's singing...
ooo baby... ooo... said ooo
Just like the white winged dove...
Sings a song...
Sounds like she's singing...
Ooo baby... ooo... said ooo

The clouds... never expect it...
When it rains
But the sea changes colours...
But the sea...
Does not change
And so... with the slow... graceful flow...
Of age
I went forth... with an age old...
Desire... to please
On the edge of... seventeen

Just like the white winged dove...
Sings a song...
Sounds like she's singing...
Ooo baby... ooo... said ooo
Just like the white winged dove...
Sings a song...
Sounds like she's singing...
Ooo baby... ooo... said ooo

Well then suddenly...
There was no one... left standing
In the hall... yeah yeah...
In a flood of tears
That no one really ever heard fall at all
Oh I went searchin' for an answer...
Up the stairs... and down the hall
Not to find an answer...
Just to hear the call
Of a nightbird... singing...
Come away... come away...

Just like the white winged dove...
Sings a song
Sounds like she's singing...
Ooo... baby ooo... said ooo
Just like the white winged dove...
Sings a song...
Sounds like she's singing...
Ooo... baby ooo... said ooo

Well I hear you in the morning...
And I hear you...
At nightfall...
Sometime to be near you...
Is to be unable... to hear you...
My love...
I'm a few years older than you...

Just like the white winged dove...
Sings a song...
Sounds like she's singing...
Ooo baby... ooo... said ooo

Wrecking Ball (Gillian Welch)

Look out boys, 'cause I'm a rollin' stone
That's what I was when I first left home
I took every secret that I'd ever known
And headed for the wall
Like a wrecking ball

Started down on the road to sin
Playin' bass under a pseudonym
The days were rough, and it's all quite dim
But my mind cuts through it all
Like a wrecking ball

Oh, just a little deadhead
Who is watching, who is watching
I's just a little deadhead

I won a dollar on a scholarship
Well, I got tired and let my average slip
Then I's a farmer in the pogonip
Of a weed that I recall
Was like a wrecking ball

Met a lovesick daughter of the San Joaquin
She showed me colors I'd never seen
Drank the bottom out of my canteen
Then left me in the fall
Like a wrecking ball

Standin' there, in the morning mist
A Jack & Coke at the end my wrist
I remember when first we kissed
'Though it was nothing at all
Like a wrecking ball

Hey boys, a little deadhead
Who's watching, who's watching
I's just a little deadhead

With too much trouble for me to shake
Oh, the weather and the blindin' ache
Was ridin' high until the '89 quake
Hit the Santa Cruz Garden Mall
Like a wrecking ball


Video


Hello folks. I don't write many protest songs. Just the word protest causes people to stop listening... right away, but I encourage you to listen to this one...




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