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Listen No Entry Fhuyoo Manal Metteleh


Lyrics

All Your Good Friends (Herbert Grönemeyer)

who will lend you ready cash?
all your old friends
who will want it back like that?
all your good friends
who will keep your secrets safe
put all of their problems on your plate?
all your good friends

who can see the real you?
all your old friends
who sticks their oar in everything you do?
all your good friends

who helps you fill the pool coupons in
but then won't pay you when you win?
all good friends do
your good old friends do

they're always there to count on
they'd do anything for you
oh, if only there were time
you'd surely miss them
they talk without a pause for breath
with all the latest gossip
until your ears go deaf

who has always believed in you?
all your good friends
they never said, they just thought you knew...
all your good friends

they've known you since you were knee-high
as they tell every passer-by...
all your friends here, your good old friends here

when you're past the worst of it
you only want to life it up a bit -
they come to you then with deals to sign
because you all have a real good time
oh, they're always at the door
oh, they're always going to let you know the score
oh, you and your girlfriend just can't be alone
they're at the entry-phone !

International Colouring Contest (Stereolab)

into outer space with lucia pamela
the moon is the place where there's space for lucia
into outer space with lucia pamela
the moon is the place where there's place for lucia

before armstrong took his steps
she'd been there with friends
they took all instruments and
recorded on the moon
gathered variety of sound
from where the air is different

i'm so full of ideas
and here is a good one
lucia has a dream
a dream that comes in colour of
international colouring
for your entry she's waiting

into outer space with lucia pamela
the moon is the place where there's space for lucia
into outer space with lucia pamela
the moon is the place where there's space for lucia

PAINT A VULGAR PICTURE (The Smiths)

At the record company meeting
On their hands - a dead star
And oh, the plans they weave
And oh, the sickening greed

At the record company party
On their hands - a dead star
The sycophantic slags all say :
"I knew him first, and I knew him well"


Re-issue ! Re-package ! Re-package !
Re-evaluate the songs
Double-pack with a photograph
Extra Track (and a tacky badge)


A-list, playlist
"Please them , please them !"
"Please them !"
(sadly, THIS was your life)


But you could have said no
If you'd wanted to
You could have said no
If you'd wanted to


BPI, MTV, BBC
"Please them ! Please them !"
(sadly this was your life)


But you could have said no
If you'd wanted to
You could have walked away
...Couldn't you ?


I touched you at the soundcheck
You had no real way of knowing
In my heart I begged "Take me with you ...
I don't care where you're going..."


But to you I was faceless
I was fawning, I was boring
Just a child from those ugly new houses
Who could never begin to know


Who could never really know
Oh ...


Best of ! Most of !
Satiate the need
Slip them into different sleeves !
Buy both, and feel deceived


Climber - new entry, re-entry
World tour ! ("media whore")
"Please the Press in Belgium !"
(THIS was your life...)


And when it fails to recoup ?
Well, maybe :
You just haven't earned it yet, baby


I walked a pace behind you at the soundcheck
You're just the same as I am
What makes most people feel happy
Leads us headlong into harm


So, in my bedroom in those 'ugly new houses'
I danced my legs down to the knees
But me and my 'true love'
Will never meet again ...


At the record company meeting
On their hands - at last ! - a dead star !
But they can never taint you in my eyes
No, they can never touch you now


No, they cannot hurt you, my darling
They cannot touch you now
But me and my 'true love'
Will never meet again

Hearse-Shaped Basins Of Darkest Matter (Sopor Aeternus)

On the left side ... again ...
black fish are being bred ...-
cultivated in vast amount.
Harboured by enormous tubs, all of them made of glass,
they are resembling massive moving planes;
one of these even has the shape of a gigantic hearse ...-
could this be some sort of restaurant perhaps?

Oh, stupid boy, won't you turn around?
Don't you hear the sound
of the tocsin ringing in the air?!

Climbing up the slope of stairs
taking two steps at once ...-
the vats are rising as he gets higher.
Growing steadily now on both sides of the path
viciously filling up every space.

Only a few meters away from him ...
they are joining up above his head,
like an archway they are building ... a passage;
through its transparent walls he can see the black fish moving:
like a tunnel, all organic and dark,
a black mouth waiting, veiled in hungry architecture,
quite perfectly disguised ...-
yet, (t)his premature entry would be (entirely) unauthorised.

Oh, stupid boy ..., turn around,
this place is most unhealthy ground!
Don't you hear the sound of the tocsin ... ringing in the air?!

On The Run (The Rascalz)

[Red 1] Representing all elements, Rascalz
CHORUS 1 [Red 1] {Rascalz}
{These MCs}
We represent hip hop
{Got plenty}
Of what you need is top
{21st century}
And it ain't gon' stop
{Show no entry}
Now we got the world on lock
[Misfit]
We set, they say the best is yet to come in triple threat
Stay balling, quick enough to move in any direct
Detect what comes next man, that's a magnet
You're better off playing a one man game of roulette
Just get out of your seat MC, get back from the street
I aim for that because everything else is secondary
Yo bitter sweet, but it makes my whole steez complete
Too many raw hits and money driving them to deceit
My name Misfit, the neek shit as I speak
My raps straight to your head, like turbans to a Sheik
Making your future bleak, it's not my fault you're weak
It's Fitnredi microphone tag teams we freak
No doubt, locking it down down
Built it from the ground ground
With the illest sound (sound), let that shit resound
You looking like a clown (clown), with you're droopy frown (frown)
Wishing you had my crown (crown) for wrecking the underground
See we don't stop, Vancity got the remedy
Connect with Alchemist over the track like midi
So now you stuck on the way we drop bombs
So check for more on your worldwide dot com
CHORUS 1
CHORUS 2 [Misfit] {Red 1}
So you can run but you can't hide
{Battle cry, b-boys got the place live}
DJs cut it up in the meanwhile
{MCs dig your flows with your ill styles}
[Red 1]
No doubt like orientals with the essentials
My flow diload the mic utensil
Official credentials penetrate your temple
And can be impeached 'cause we presidential
So we do it how we want and let it be told
We run up in your mouth and your house and unload
With the steet code, deadly and accurate
In defense mode, yo we don't start shit
I'm an intellect occupied with collecting
Used to be a nice guy, now feel no affection
Heartless artist move stealth and cautious
Nauseous when rhyme, strive to be flawless
And as the rawest 'cause we can't lay the charge
Pimping ain't easy, but it ain't that hard
When the squad ??? and on the job do the duty
Yodon't get it twisted like g-string in the booty
'Bout the rudy, it be the Don Red 1
Rock well stay finger ruby showgun
Global Warning eclipsing like the sun
Yo there's no sense hiding, there's no place to run
CHORUS 2
"Ah yeah" **scratched by Alchemist**
[Misfit]
Yo styles I run, listen to the champion
Phenomenon, Fitnredi can done
Rock the podium, my mellow mics just for fun
The audiotorium will get blessed from the shining sun
[Red 1]
Yo God, I'm stunning on the run
Yo it just don't stop
We represent all elements relevant to hip hop
So your sound just flop when the Rascalz drop
'Cause we just freaked y'all from the bottom to the top
CHORUS
"Word up" **scratched by Alchemist**

Minneapolis (That Dog)





i was at the jabberjaw
cutest boy i ever saw
he was standing behind me
he was such a dream.
he kept looking right my way
i wanna see him every day
randy told me where he lives
in minneapolis

hung around till closing time
i wanna make him mine all mine
told my friends i want to leave
but they embarrassed me

i took out my keys for my car
walked down the street--not very far
he came running after me
he saw me at the entry

minneapolis
minneapolis
minneapolis
minneapolis
minneapolis
minneapolis
minneap...

he said, "i heard you ask about me"
and i responded "yes" quietly
he said, "i'm leaving on wednesday
come see me when Low plays"

so i went to see him again
he should be my new best friend
running so romantically
down the street for me.

so he said he'd write or call
cuz i'd be touring in the fall
he said he wanted me to move
but that just won't do

to minneapolis
minneapolis
minneapolis
minneapolis
minneapolis
minneapolis
minneapolis
minneapolis
minneapolis
minneapolis

Smokestack Dreams (Swingin Utters)

The smokestack's blowing off my last few dreams and isn't that the way its always been? she pours into the sky and chokes the trees then disappears from view, like empty streams
And the second step from heaven disappeared and then I took to crying on my bed and the second step from madness disappeared on a rainy day in august every year
The denizen of sad and awful days has visited my home with all her grace she's taught me worlds of knowledge through disgrace she's given me a taste of the misplaced
And I've taken to revising my diaries, modifying the more adament entries and the second step from madness disappeared on a rainy day in august every year
What's missing is the scent of salted air and a song sung by your sweetheart, and you're there as a twilight breeze sifts slowly through her hair and the angels take a split of the devil's share

Technocratic Mani**tors (Voivod)

I've passed the entry of the system
They taught me with an anthem
It seems like I'm one of them
A kind of people I can't describe
They got a number between their eyes
Identity has been commanded
Subconscious has recorded
The orders from the big head
I'm now a part of this machine
Supervised by the telescreen
That's not for me, too much for me
That's all for me
And they're going nowhere
To find better somewhere
But can't get out of there
During the night my soul is hearing
Usual advertising
Message that I'm still learning
One thousand times it's a routine
Should be enough to fall asleep
That's not for me, too much for me
That's all for me
And they're going nowhere
To find better somewhere
But can't get out of there
Is it the same message
For the preconceived children ?
Let me know, before I go...
Death of their liberty
Feeds the supremacy
Under hypnosis I take a walk
Controlled people have to stop
Robotic voice starts to talk
Why we must be listening
I think we all had the same dreams
And they're going nowhere
To find better somewhere
But can't get out of there
I'd rather think
But there's something strong
I'd rather think
But there's something wrong
I'd rather think (6)
I'd rather think
Coz my mind despairs
I'd rather think
Coz I can't live there
I'd rather think...think !

Geezers Need Excitement (The Streets)

Geezerz need excitement
If their lives don't provide them this they incite violence
Common sense simple common sense
Geezerz need excitement
if their lives don't provide them this they incite violence
Common sense simple common sense

Out the club about three, to the take-away
The shit-in-a-tray merchants, shops got special perchant for the disorderly
Geezerz looking ordinary and a few looking leary
Chips fly round the sound of the latest chart entry
An incendiary waiting to blast
No harm with the contest who can throw the furthest
Behind the counter they look nervous, but
Carry on cutting the finest cuts of chicken from the big spinning stick
Then over flies a chip, flips, and hits you on the back
You spin round on the attack
'** you playing at? he looks like a cheshire cat, almost falls down
Your frowns and superman eye lasers don't even register
By now you want to leather this twat
And forever your gonna regret that, your choice of path
So mash his head up and your girls now fed up
But stop to think and it's never gonna be the Jackie Chan scene it could have been to end up

Geezerz need excitement
If their lives don't provide them this they incite violence
Common sense simple common sense
Geezerz need excitement
If their lives don't provide them this they incite violence
Common sense simple common sense

So you owe someone money subbing scunny
Best pay me billy - no worries
One-fifty on sunday
But in someway that turns into wednesday
Then goes straight to pay on a hazy evening in the local bar-cafe
What a way. What a way
Just to recap for those at the back, this is everyday tit-for-tat you owe your dealer and
can't pay back fee
Suddenly he's the baddy
So you tell your mates you could have him anyway, to look 'geez'.
But he's a shady **, beamer three series, lock, stock and two fat **s backing him up
Can't convey enough of his desire for the paper stuff
In a blunt fashion Billy's angry with a passion
So please just accept it ain't happening
And go back to your runnins
'Cos you might get yourself in trouble one of these days

Geezerz need excitement
If their lives don't provide them this they incite violence
Common sense simple common sense
Geezerz need excitement
If their lives don't provide them this they incite violence
Common sense simple common sense

Get hold of this bird after pub closing hours
Would your girl like this? No don't think so somehow, in the winter showers
But she'll never know and your face will never show shit
This is how goes it and besides she was well fit
And who could resist
Move up to the next place, a smooth club to flex bass beats and your best mates all down
Nice sound, smirnoff ice round.
MC's clowning, ruud boyz frowning
Everything's sweet everything's tucked-in.
And round here were all downing.
But all of a sudden though, just through the smoke, is your bird laughing and joking with a
bloke?
Ain't just that either, as she moves closer,
Miss-shape what looks like their lover - he's tonguing her.
All rage sweeps up through your torso, your moreso ready to go over and show him whos man
Football fan style
Leave it in the can for a while, cos even as they smile you still got choices
Don't listen to them voices
And at the end of the day you may just have caused this
So leave the forces

Geezerz need excitement
If their lives don't provide them this they incite violence
Common sense simple common sense
Geezerz need excitement
If their lives don't provide them this they incite violence
Common sense simple common sense.

Geezers Need Eximent (The Streets)

Geezerz need excitement
If their lives don’t provide them this they incite violence
Common sense simple common sense
Geezerz need excitement
If their lives don’t provide them this they incite violence
Common sense simple common sense

Out the club about three, to the take-away
The shit-in-a-tray merchants, shops got special perchant for the disorderly
Geezerz looking ordinary and a few looking leary
Chips fly round the sound of the latest chart entry
An incendiary waiting to blast
No harm with the contest who can throw the furthest
Behind the counter they look nervous, but
Carry on cutting the finest cuts of chicken from the big spinning stick
Then over flies a chip, flips, and hits you on the back
You spin round on the attack
’** you playing at? he looks like a cheshire cat, almost falls down
Your frowns and superman eye lasers don’t even register
By now you want to leather this twat
And forever your gonna regret that, your choice of path
So mash his head up and your girls now fed up
But stop to think and it’s never gonna be the jackie chan scene it could have been to end up

Geezerz need excitement
If their lives don’t provide them this they incite violence
Common sense simple common sense
Geezerz need excitement
If their lives don’t provide them this they incite violence
Common sense simple common sense

So you owe someone money subbing scunny
Best pay me billy - no worries
One-fifty on sunday
But in someway that turns into wednesday
Then goes straight to pay on a hazy evening in the local bar-cafe
What a way. what a way
Just to recap for those at the back, this is everyday tit-for-tat you owe your dealer and
Can’t pay back fee
Suddenly he’s the baddy
So you tell your mates you could have him anyway, to look ’geez’.
But he’s a shady **, beamer three series, lock, stock and two fat **s backing him up
Can’t convey enough of his desire for the paper stuff
In a blunt fashion billy’s angry with a passion
So please just accept it ain’t happening
And go back to your runnins
’cos you might get yourself in trouble one of these days

Geezerz need excitement
If their lives don’t provide them this they incite violence
Common sense simple common sense
Geezerz need excitement
If their lives don’t provide them this they incite violence
Common sense simple common sense

Get hold of this bird after pub closing hours
Would your girl like this? no don’t think so somehow, in the winter showers
But she’ll never know and your face will never show shit
This is how goes it and besides she was well fit
And who could resist
Move up to the next place, a smooth club to flex bass beats and your best mates all down
Nice sound, smirnoff ice round.
Mc’s clowning, ruud boyz frowning
Everything’s sweet everything’s tucked-in.
And round here were all downing.
But all of a sudden though, just through the smoke, is your bird laughing and joking with a
Bloke?
Ain’t just that either, as she moves closer,
Miss-shape what looks like their lover - he’s tonguing her.
All rage sweeps up through your torso, your moreso ready to go over and show him whos man
Football fan style
Leave it in the can for a while, cos even as they smile you still got choices
Don’t listen to them voices
And at the end of the day you may just have caused this
So leave the forces

Geezerz need excitement
If their lives don’t provide them this they incite violence
Common sense simple common sense
Geezerz need excitement
If their lives don’t provide them this they incite violence
Common sense simple common sense.


Video


Download Video At: http://www.mediafire.com/?zdymiuzhuvw Manal Metteleh Vocals: Ranna Written & Composed: Hervin Music Arrangement: Sugu Amigoz.




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