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Listen Joe Bravo and the Sunglows - It's Okay


Lyrics

Joe (PJ Harvey)

Joe in you, my buddy be
Stay with me when I fall and die
Always thought you'd come rushing in
Clear the shit out of my eye

Joe in you, my buddy be
Lay my enemies out in lines
Come in close now I'll wash your feet
With my hair I'll mop them dry

With my hair I'll mop them dry
Something over there I do not like
There's no use in wondering

Joe you be my buddy please
In this hell and dead-locked time
When I'm trusting that head-ache tree
Cut me down with your silver knife

Cut me down with your silver knife
Something over there I do not like
There's no use in wondering

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) ...

WBAU Freestyle Verse (Necro)

[Necro]

My flow is vile
Like the cancel in Lyle
The necrophile will rink the blile
Of ** star ice is nile
Kids never no its me when i cause terror
Cause I change my face to the grill of Joey Crara
Necro drinks the ovum of a woman that stinks
I got tiffany minks
Chinged up in guchi links
I make you eat my defication thats brown like champagne
You get your mamila pierced like Chrissy Rain
I'd like to take your rectum and cook it
I'm doin **s like Bobbitt, but my phallus is far from crooked
The women I kidnap have no choice
All you girls that are listening, you can ** to my voice
There's no need to fear me
I know you wish you were near me
Cause you're touchin yourself as you hear me
I'm leavin blood drippin down amy fishers hips
Necro rips part Mary Joes lips
Necro devours, your tush for 12 hours
Inside tubs and shower I got the brain of Ed Powers
She's so dunce inside the backseat of the lance
I **dirty dirty cunts from France
Bein a ** star is far from the bummers
I got Susan Summers strippin in Randy West Newcummers
Captain Carnage
Eat the cartilage

In Reverse (Dog's Eye View)

Woke up crying in the middle of the desert
We were headed for a good time
With mediocre weather
And everything changes
When you least expect it
When you least expect it
Well you'd better not be waiting for it

To get better 'cause it gets worse
Unless you're willing to jump
And throw the whole damn thing
In reverse, alright
'Cause you can't leave California
Out of your mind
I'm terrified, it's alright
You know it happens sometimes
In the middle of the night

Well I headed west
To go out where they make the dreams up, and I
Got some rest and in my sleep
They put these screens and I'm feelin'
Empty spaces, with their empty words
And the empty people feeling better
About their empty lives
They don't feel better,
They just feel worse

'Cause no one's willing to jump
And throw the whole damn thing
In reverse, alright
And you can't leave California
Out of your mind
I'm terrified, it's alright
It happens sometimes
In the middle of the night
I'm terrified, it's okay
You know it happens to everybody,
Every day
I'm terrified
And I can't leave California
Out of my mind

But it might be a good time
To get a little desert skin
To get a little sin,
Get a little salvation
Get a little lost,
Get a little lost

Temptation is the mother of reinvention
As you find yourself saying things
You wouldn't dare to mention
If you bothered listening,
But you shut your ears
And you stop watching 'fore
The whole thing ends in tears
And you're getting better,
But you feel worse

And now you're willing to jump
And throw the whole **in' thing
In reverse, alright
And you can't leave California
Out of your mind
I'm terrified, it's alright
It happens sometimes
In the middle of your life
I'm terrified, it's okay
You know it happens to everybody,
Every day
I'm terrified
And I can't leave California
Out of my mind

I can't leave California
Out of my mind
I can't leave California 'till
I'm out of my mind
Well I can't leave California
But it might be a good time
Can't leave California, but I...

Motor Of Joy (Primitive Radio Gods)

“Am I really a spaceman?”

Comrad lovers say, do not be afraid
Comrad lovers say, everything's okay

“Let the current flow sweetly up your spine.”
“Let your hips roll and your mouth water.”
“Seems for you to tremble and cry.”
“Am I really a spaceman?”
“Let the current flow sweetly up your spine.”
“Let the current stream sweetly through your muscles.”
“Seems for you to tremble and cry.”
“Am I really a spaceman?”
“Am I really a spaceman?”

Everyone has plans, plans to be the spaceman
I don't give a damn, ‘cause I am the spaceman

“Let the current flow sweetly up your spine.”
“Let your hips roll and your mouth water.”
“Seems for you to tremble and cry.”
“Am I really a spaceman?”
“Let the current stream sweetly through your muscles.”
“Let the current flow sweetly up your spine.”
“Make love joyously without fear.”
“Am I really a spaceman?”

“Do not turn off its pulsating motor of joy.”
“Do not turn off its pulsating motor of joy.”

“Oh wow! That king of thing…you don't do that!”

“Let the current flow sweetly up your spine.”
“Let your hips roll and your mouth water.”
“Seems for you to tremble and cry.”
“Am I really a spaceman?”
“Let the current stream sweetly through your muscles.”
“Let the current flow sweetly up your spine.”
“Make love joyously without fear.”
“Am I really a spaceman?”
“Am I really a spaceman?”
“Am I really a spaceman?”
“Am I really a spaceman?”

Tougher Than Nails (Joe Diffie)

Little boy walks in with a bloody nose,
Got beat up on his way home from school, aga-in,
His dad caught him running out the back,
Tears in his eyes and a baseball bat, oo revenge,

(Bridge)
Said son I won't stop ya, but before you go,
Let me tell you a little story bout the toughest man I know,

(Chorus:)
You hit him and he just turns the other cheek,
Don't think for a minute he was weak,
Cause in the end he showed them,
He was any-thing but frail,
They hammered him to a cross,
But he was tougher than nails,


Well he droped that bat like it weighed a ton,
Father put his arms around his son and said, just let it go--oo,
Believe me I've been in your shoes,
Had to ask myself what would Jesus do, here's what I know,

(Bridge)
Whenever I'm in doubt, I look up what he said,
It's all there in the good book, in black and whitnd red,

(Chorus:)
Hit him and he just turns the other cheek,
Don't think for a minute he was weak,
Cause in the end he showed them,
He was any-thing but frail,
They hammered him to a cross,
But he was tougher than nails,
Yea in the end he showed them,
He was any-thing but frail,
They hammered him to a cross,
But he was tougher than nails,
Tougher than nails, oh, oh, oh,

WHEN THE TIME COMES (Tom Petty & The Heartbreakers)

This might sound strange
Might seem dumb
Depends on the side
That you take it in from
Depends on the time
Depends on the day
Depends on the life
Who can say

But I just want
To let you know
That I will stand
By you
Through whatever might come
Wherever you run
Will you stand by me
When the time comes

Baby do you understand
Am I making this clear
Are you tuning me out
Cause I'm comin' off weird
Well I don't care
That's alright
It's okay
I don't mind

But I just want
To let you know
That I will stand
By you
Through whatever might come
Wherever you run
Will you stand by me
When the time comes

This ain't the right time
To say what's on my mind
I know
Well I look in your eyes
And there is no real life
At all
Baby hold on

And some day soon
You'll come around
You'll know the way
That I can be found
And when your heart feels right
Seek me out
We can talk forever babe,
But, right now

But I just want
To let you know
That I will stand
By you
Through whatever might come
Wherever you run
Will you stand by me
When the time comes

Heartbreaker's Beach Party (Tom Petty & The Heartbreakers)

Heartbreaker's beach party yeah!
Heartbreaker's beach party yeah!

Well we're gonna have a cookout
We're gonna wear mumus
We'll have potato salad
A lot of wieners too

Heartbreakers' beach party yeah!
Heartbreakers' beach party yeah!

Well we're gonna do the dogs
We're gonna do the swim
We'll wear mosquito repellant
Play on the jungle gym

Heartbreaker's beach party yeah!
Heartbreaker's beach party yeah!

Alright jones, let's dig some clams

Boy i'm tired, let's go have potato salad

...okay, another modern classic

Joe's Garage (Frank Zappa)

Central Scrutinizer:
We take you now to a garage in Canoga Park

Larry:
(It makes its own sauce . . . if you add water)

Joe:
It wasn't very large
There was just enough room to cram the drums
In the corner over by the Dodge
It was a fifty-four
With a mashed up door
And a cheesy little amp
With a sign on the front said
"Fender Champ"
And a second-hand guitar
It was a Stratocaster with a whammy bar

Larry:
We could jam in Joe's Garage
His mama was screamin'
His dad was mad
We was playin' the same old song
In the afternoon 'n sometimes we would
Play it all night long
It was all we knew, 'n easy too
So we wouldn't get it wrong
All we did was bend the string like . . .

Hey!
Down in Joe's Garage
We didn't have no dope or LSD
But a coupla quartsa beer
Would fix it so the intonation
Would not offend yer ear
And the same old chords goin' over 'n over
Became a symphony
We could play it again 'n again 'n again
Cause it sounded good to me
ONE MORE TIME!

We could jam in Joe's Garage
His mama was screamin',
"TURN IT DOWN!"
We was playin' the same old song
In the afternoon 'n sometimes we would
Play it all night long
It was all we knew, 'n easy too
So we wouldn't get it wrong
Even if you played it on a saxophone

We thought we was pretty good
We talked about keepin' the band together
'N we figured that we should
'Cause about this time we was gettin' the eye
From the girls in the neighborhood
They'd all come over 'n dance around like . . .

So we picked out a stupid name
Had some cards printed up for a coupla bucks
'N we was on our way to fame
Got matching suits
'N Beatle Boots
'N a sign on the back of the car
'N we was ready to work in a GO-GO Bar
ONE TWO THREE FOUR
LET'S SEE IF YOU'VE GOT SOME MORE!

People seemed to like our song
They got up 'n danced 'n made a lotta noise
An' it wasn't 'fore very long
A guy from a company we can't name
Said we oughta take his pen
'N sign on the line for a real good time
But he didn't tell us when
These "good times" would be somethin'
That was really happenin'
So the band broke up
An' it looks like
We will never play again . . .

Joe:
Guess you only get one chance in life
To play a song that goes like . . .

Mrs. Borg:
Turn it down!
Turn it DOWN!
I have children sleeping here . . .
Don't you boys know any nice songs?

Joe:
Well the years was rollin' by
Heavy Metal 'n Glitter Rock
Had caught the public eye
Snotty boys with lipstick on
Was really flyin' high
'N then they got that Disco thing
'N New Wave came along
'N all of a sudden I thought the time
Had come for that old song
We used to play in "Joe's Garage"
And if I am not wrong
You will soon be dancin' to the . . .

Central Scrutinizer:
The WHITE ZONE is for loading and unloading only. If you gotta load or unload, go to the WHITE ZONE . . .

Joe:
I said the years was rollin' by, yeah
The years was rollin' by . . .

Mrs. Borg:
I'm calling THE POLICE!

Joe:
So the years was rollin' by . . .

Mrs. Borg:
I did it!

Joe:
So the years was rollin' by . . .

Mrs. Borg:
They'll be here . . . shortly!

Joe:
By, by, the years was rollin' by . . .

Officer Butzis:
This is the Police . . .

Mrs. Borg:
I'm not joking around anymore!

Officer Butzis:
Come out!
We have the garage surrounded

Joe:
The years was rollin' by . . .

Officer Butzis:
Give yourself up
We will not harm you
Or hurt you, neither

Joe:
I said the years was rollin' by . . .

Mrs. Borg:
You'll see now!
There they are, they're coming!

Officer Butzis:
This is the Police
Give yourself up
We will not harm you

Joe:
The years was rollin' by . . .

Mrs. Borg:
Listen to that mess, would you!

Officer Butzis:
This is the Police
Give yourself up
We have the garage surrounded

Mrs. Borg:
Every day this goes on around here!

Joe:
The years was rollin' by . . .

Officer Butzis:
We will not harm you
Or maim you
(SWAT Team 4, move in!)

Joe:
The years was rollin' by . . .

Mrs. Borg:
He used to cut my grass . . .
He was a very nice boy . . .

Officer Butzis:
This is the Police
Come out with your hands up

Central Scrutinizer:
This is the CENTRAL SCRUTINIZER . . .
That was Joe's first confrontation with The Law.
Naturally, we were easy on him.
One of our friendly counselors gave him
A do-nut . . . and told him to
Stick closer to church-oriented social activities.

In Another World (Joe Diffie)

Sun stuck high in the air
Destination: anywhere this road decides to go
Underneath the desert sky
I find a place to hide and rest my weary bones
This underpass will shade the heat
And as my mind drifts off to sleep

There you are with your hair all down
And your feet are bare, in your cotton gown
What a beautiful sight, in the moonlight
The way you're lookin' at me with your lovin' eyes
You let me know that for all my life
You will always be my only girl
But that's another place in time, back when you were mine
In another world

A car stops way up ahead
I climb inside, her hair is red, I thank her for the ride
She talks the miles away
I nod and smile and try to say
Anything to be polite
But as the darkness ends the day
Another voice whispers my name

There you are with your hair all down
And your feet are bare, in your cotton gown
What a beautiful sight, in the moonlight
The way you're lookin' at me with your lovin' eyes
You let me know that for all my life
You will always be my only girl
But that's another place in time, back when you were mine
In another world

There you are with your hair all down
And your feet are bare, in your cotton gown
What a beautiful sight, in the moonlight
The way you're lookin' at me with your lovin' eyes
You let me know that for all my life
You will always be my only girl
But that's another place in time, back when you were mine
In another world

In another world, in another world, in another world


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Joe Bravo and the Sunglows - It's Okay.




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