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Very cool stuff me2! Thanks a lot for posting it.

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(I was referring to intense bowel movements)

yeah.....

pooping is fun.

yup

Another Rock and Roll Christmas

light the lights, ring the chimes

come on in its party time

raise a glass for old lang syne

come on and rock it up for all mankind

good to see friends i know

kissin' under the mistletoe love to hear the children sing it looks like santa's gonna' bring...

(another rock and roll christmas)

another christmas rock and roll

presents hangin' from the tree

you'll never guess what you've got from me

(another rock and roll christmas)

another christmas rock and roll

you better be off home, shut up tight

you never know it might snow tonight

guys and gals stay up late

they're so excited they can't wait

let there be peace on earth

come on and rock and roll for all your worth

were gonna' laugh were gonna' sing

were gonna' make the rafters ring

pull my cracker

let me be the silver star upon your tree

(another rock and roll christmas)

another christmas rock and roll

all dressed up so here we go

do i hear sleigh bells in the snow?

(another rock and roll christmas)

another christmas rock and roll

tonight old santa never ever stops

he rocks around the chimney tops

and you'll be rockin' in your stockin'

when you see your big suprise

cause you'll be rockin' in your stockin

you won't believe your big blue eyes

come on in join the fun

it's christmas time for everyone

may your days be merry and bright

this aint gonna' be no silent night

see the stars glittering

soon they're gonna' see the new year in

Everyone's huggin kiss me quick

i'm gonna rock and roll for old saint nick

(another rock and roll christmas)

another christmas rock and roll

presents hangin' from the tree

you'll never guess what you've got from me

(another rock and roll christmas)

another christmas rock and roll

you're better be off home, shut up tight

you never know it might snow tonight

christmas

christmas

christmas

its christmas

(another rock and roll christmas)

another christmas rock and roll

all dressed up so here we go

do i hear sleigh bells in the snow?

(another rock and roll christmas)

another christmas rock and roll

tonight old santa never ever stops

he rocks around the chimney tops

Dedicated to some of you (you know who you are)

A Christmas without weed

Shawn

Well it's Christmas time again,

I've been callin all my friends.

Well there aint no weed to buy,

So I won't be gettin high

Unless I smoke these seeds and stems.

And then I call my old friend Mike,

and he asked me what I'd like.

I'd like to find some Christmas pot,

I enjoy smoking alot,

And this towns so goddamn dry.

A Christmas without weed,

Is like a forest without trees...

It's like a song without an end,

A writer with no pen,

oh, won't someone help me please?

Now the snowflakes start to fall,

Still can't find no weed at all.

Not a nickel or a dime,

I'm running low on time,

And I'm starting to withdraw.

Santa won't you bring to me,

a big ol' sack of weed?

Ill be good next year I swear,

I'm pulling out my hair,

I'm even on my knees.

A Christmas without weed,

Doesn't sound much fun to me.

Like a bowl without a bud,

A truck stuck in the mud,

Won't someone help me please?

I'm pulling out my hair,

Santa don't you care?

Please send some pot to me.

And what I should be singing to my kids... the first line of the chorus, anyway...

King Diamond

No presents for Christmas

Christmas time is here again

Santa needs a helping hand

We cannot find his evil sheet

To draw his laying for the night

So all the waiting Christmas trees

Gonna hear their master sing....

Theres no presents, not this Christmas

Theres no presents

Tom and Jerry, drinking sherry

They don't give a damn

Christmas time is here again

Santa needs a helping hand

Its getting very, very late

St.Peters' crossed the golden gate

An Donald Duck is still in bed

I wonder who he's gonna help

Theres no presents, not this Christmas

Theres no presents

Tom and Jerry, all done Sherry

They don't give a damn

Theres no presents, not this Christmas

Theres no presents

Tom and Jerry, still drinking sherry

They don't give a damn

I'm dreaming of a white.... sabbath....

And then again, another happy, peaceful fundamentalist Christmas song...

South Park Merry Fucking Christmas

I heard there is no Christmas,

In the silly Middle East..

No trees, no snow, no Santa Claus,

They have different religious beliefs...

They believe in Muhammad,

And not in our holiday...

And so every December,

I go to the Middle East and say...

Hey there Mr Muslim, Merry Fucking Christmas

Put down that book, The Koran

And hear some holiday wishes

Incase you haven't noticed,

It's Jesus's Birthday

So get off your heathen Muslim ass

And fucking celebrate.

There is no holiday season in India,

I've heard..

They don't hang up their stockings,

And that is just absurd..

They've never read a Christmas story,

They don't know what Rudolph is about...

And that's why in December,

I'll go to India and shout...

Hey there Mr Hinduist, Merry Fucking Christmas

Drink eggnog, and eat some beef

and pass it to the missus

Incase you haven't noticed,

It's Jesus's birthday

So get off your heathen Hindu ass,

And fucking celebrate.

Now I heard that in Japan,

Everyone just lives in sin...

They pray to several gods,

And put needles in their skin...

On December twenty-fifth,

all they do is eat a cake...

and that is why I'll go to Japan,

and walk around and say...

Hey there Mr Shintoist, Merry Fucking Christmas

God is gonna kick your ass You infidelic pagan scum.

Incase you haven't noticed,

There's festive things to do

So lets all rejoice for Jesus

and Merry Fucking Christmas to you.

On Christmas Day, I travel round the world and say..

Taoists, Korishnas, Buddists

and all you atheists too..

Merry Fucking Christmas to you.

Thank you, Mr Hat..

Thanks for posting that Z-man

that reminds me of this one.... one of my all-time favorite holiday classics...

I highly reccomend downloading this one, if you can find it on bearshare, or ares, or whatever programs you guys use...

If anything to hear the opening talking segment with Twiztid.... its funny as hell.... anybody who's seen ICP's movie - Big Money Hustlas already knows who Big Stank and Lil Poot are... and they're the funniest thing ever, in this track

the actual song, when it comes up, has the beat and stuff of the Snoop Doggy Dogg song - "Gin & Juice", they just rapped over it, and made it "kinda" christmassy....

you'll see if ya get it

Imma shutup and post the lyrics now

Twiztid - "A Very Twiztid Christmas"

(Big Stank and Lil Poot - talking)
Big Stank: Alright, so let me get this right, you say it's a motherfucker who come to your house...
Lil Poot: To your muthafucking house
Big Stank: And he ain't be trying to rob you?
Lil Poot: Ah hell no, that's Santa, Dawg, you ain't ever heard of Santa?
Big Stank: Nuh uh
Lil Poot: Santa Claus, Saint Nick?
Big Stank: Nah
Lil Poot: Kris Kringle?
Big Stank: Man nah!
Lil Poot: You ain't ever heard of Kris Kringle?
Big Stank: Man Hell nah!!
Lil Poot: Look (What?), he come down the chimney in some spots, but some people they ain't got no

chimney, so he just come in tha back dooor, he may have to kick it in though, depending

it what hood he in, cause some people be bolting they shit
Big Stank: Who?
Lil Poot: You know like Kwee-Kwee and them down there on west 7 mile, you know, slangin the herb
Big Stank: Fool, I know who that is, who you talking about kicking in some DOORS?
Lil Poot: Santa, SANTA CLAUS!...Ho Ho Ho everybody's Jolly
Big Stank: Oh, you mean the motherfucker who be ringing the bell down in front of Churches' Chicken
Lil Poot: Something like that, except he come and he be bringing gifts, it's like religious thing

or something
Big Stank: Man, you acting like a sucker believing in that Fishtishish Bullshit!
Lil Poot: Man, I don't even like fish! so, LOOK!
Big Stank: WHAT?
Lil Poot: He's looking at his list
Big Stank: Right
Lil Poot: He's checking it twice
Big Stank: Right, Right
Lil Poot: And he gonna know who's naughty or nice
Big Stank: Man, hell nah, so what you saying, this motherfucker work for the FBI? he got a list,

what kind of list?
Lil Poot: I mean, it's kinda like that, it ain't really a list like that, I mean its Christmas list,

you know like gifts and stuff... remember when you was and you wanting Space Invaders

for the 5200 back in '86? (yea), and then nobody got it for you? (uh huh), cause you

wasn't right, Santa was like Fuck that, I ain't bringing him shit, I'mma gonna bring my

homie Lil Poot erythang.
Big Stank: Well fuck SANTA, and fuck you
Lil Poot: Man fuck you man, you don't be dissing no Santa Claus, dawg
Big Stank: I don't be beliving in that shit, that shit ain't even real, man you acting like a

little sucker beliving in some old Santa Claus shit
Lil Poot: Man, SANTA for life fool

(weird ass voice)

have you been a good boy this year? if not I'm gonna split your fucking head!"

(heres where the song starts)

(rapped to the tune of Snoop Doggs - Gin and Juice song)

With so much Drama in the D-E-T

It's kinda hard putting trimin's on my Christmas Tree

But, I some how, some way

Keep coming up with fresh ass nizzle just to drizzle on the way

May I, wrap another gift, so that I, can sneek up in your house in the bedroom

Everybody tripping, roasting chestnuts, waiting on Santa to come

I got Blaze in the living room drinking Egg-Nog

Jamie's in the kitchen and he pulling the bomb

I got Little Eric Loder dressed up like a Elf

And, all they keep saying is "go fuck yourself"

So, turn off the lights and close the doors

(Man for what?) Santa Claus Hoe

And, we gonna blow an ounce with him

G's up, hoes down, I got Santa Claus high as shit

Chorus:

Sitting by the tree sipping Egg-Nog.

Waiting on Christmas gifts....Egg-Nog.

With my Mind on my presents

And my presents on my mind

Sitting by the tree sipping Egg-Nog

Waiting on Christmas gifts....Egg-Nog

With my mind on my presents

And my presents on my mind

Mixing Egg-Nog and Gin

everybody got their cups but they ain't chiped in

Well I called up Blaze told him, time for dime

He said him and Anybody coming through at nine

See everything is fine, cause I'm feeling all Christmassy

And I'm standing right next to the Christmas tree

Seeing the blinking lights made me sick

But I always decorate every year for Saint Nick

So, there ain't no chance he gonna pass me up

Got some Cocoa in a cup and some Hydro in a blunt

That I am gonna smoke with Santa Claus

Get him all shit-faced till the break of dawn

And, watch him fly off in the night

Hey thanks for the presents, I hope you make it home alright

Before he left he said "Hey, Listen Bro"

"Your the first down by me, I gotta billon more to go".

*Chorus*

Sitting by the tree sipping Egg-Nog

Waiting on Christmas gifts....Egg-Nog

With my mind on my presents

And my presents on my mind

Later on Christmas Day

My homie Violent J

Came through with a gift for me

And a dope ass fruit cake "aight dawg",

With a phat ass joint with the blue cots

That make ya choke, with some bud, ain't no choke

Had to take a step back, sit my Egg-Nog down, knocking Rum and cot

I'm fucked up now, but ain't no body clap, the presents are wrapped

Shaggy's style through with a 40 in a sac "roll it up"

Smoke with Santa, break with the elves

They supposed to stop by at a half past twelve

*Chorus*

Sitting by the tree sipping Egg-Nog

Waiting on Christmas gifts....Egg-Nog

With my mind on my presents

And my presents on my mind

Shit If I would of known we was getting shit for free

I would have pulled my dick out!

I actually did it one better and re-wrote a buncha the lyrics about my own crew, a couple of years ago, which we then took turns spitting the lyrics out, on a really crappy recording, and then threw on a CD....

I can post that too, if anybody really cares to see it.

Alter Bridge - Metalingus (Entrance Music for WWE Wrestler - "Edge" )

I've been defeated and brought down

Dropped to my knees when hope ran out

The time has come to change my ways

On this day I see clearly everything has come to life

A bitter place and a broken dream

And we'll leave it all, leave it all behind

I'll never long for what might have been

Regret won't waste my life again

I won't look back

I'll fight to remain:

On this day I see clearly everything has come to life

A bitter place and a broken dream

And we'll leave it all, leave it all behind

On this day its so real to me

Everything has come to life

Another chance to chase a dream

Another chance to feel

Chance to feel alive

Fear will kill me, all I could be

Lift these sorrows

Let me breathe, could you set me free

Could you set me free

On this day I see clearly everything has come to life

A bitter place and a broken dream

And we'll leave it all behind

On this day its so real to me

Everything has come to life

Another chance to chase a dream

Another chance to feel

Chance to feel alive

When I'm coming home to you

Tell you what I'm gonna do

You gotta sit down honey

Everything will be alright

Eyes is like a shining pearl

She was a high school girl

Well, sit down honey

Everything will be alright

Whooooa-oh!

Everything will be alright

Oooooh-hoo!

Lord, lord, it's alright

Yeah, yeah!

Whoooa-oh!

Everything's alright

Now, when you're coming through the door

I'll tell you what I'm looking for

You gotta sit down honey

'Cause everything will be alright

Ooooh-hoo!

Everything's alright

I say, hey

Everything's alright

Guitar yeah!

Oooooh-hoo!

Everything will be alright

Lord, lord, lord

Everything will be alright

Good god,

I said everything will be alright

Give it to me

'Cause everything will be alright

Rolling, rolling, rolling, yeah

Everything will be alright.

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Eddy Raven - I've Got Mexico Lyrics

I just got tired of that same old job tired of fightin'

that freeway mob i bet you never thought i'd really go

i'd never get as far as mexico i've even learned to

speak the language some down on the beach drinkin' coke and

rum you wouldn't know me with this golden glow smoke & sun

in mexicoI'm eatin right and i'm livin' good

 doin everything i said i wouldI should have left a long

time agoWho needs you i've got mexicoThrough it

all nothings really changed no matter what honey that's a

shame i still love you that's the way it goes he's got

you, i've got mexico

GODSMACK

Keep Away

Sickness spilling though your eyes. Craving everything that you though was alive. Stab me in my heart again, drag me though you wasted life are you forever dead? Do like I told you, stay away from me. Never misunderstand me, keep away form me. TwistinÂ’ everything around that you say (Yeah)! Smack me in my mouth 200 times every other day. Rag me, I donÂ’t her you anymore, not yet. Find out what it means to me I donÂ’t know who you are.? DragginÂ’ on s lonely, arenÂ’t you tiered baby Breathing life into you lungs, are you immune to me?

Re-Align

Decisions made from desperation - no way to go. Internal instincts craving isolation - for me to grow. My fears come alive, in this place where I once died. Demons dreaming knowing I - I just needed to realign. Fell in a river of illusion - and apathy. Drowning in a self-induced confusion - I'd rather be. Yeah! My fears come alive, in this place where I once died. Demons dreaming knowing I - I just needed to realign. Yeah!



Awake

Wait another minute. Can't you see what this pain has f**king done to me. I'm alive and still kickin'. What you see I can't see and maybe you'll think before you speak. I'm alive for you. I'm awake because of you. I'm alive I told you. I'm awake swallowing you Take another second. Turn your back on me and make believe that you're always happy. It's safe to say you're never alive. A big part of you has died and by the way, I hope you're satisfied. Tearing it back unveiling me. Taking a step back so I can breathe. Hear the silence about to break. Fear resistance when I'm awake.



Straight Out Of Line

There's no reason, there's no compromise. Change in seasons, living the high life. I don't know you So don't freak on me. I can't control you You're not my destiny. Straight out of line I can't find a reason. Why I should justify my ways. Straight out of line I don't need a reason. You don't need to lie to me. I'll confess this you're my tragedy I laid you to rest just as fast as you turned on me. Gone for ever, banished the memories. Displays of pleasure are masked by your misery. Straight out of line I can't find a reason, why I should justify my ways. Straight out of line, I don't need a reason. You don't need to lie to me. Lie to me. Straight out of line, I can't find a reason, why I should justify my ways. Straight out of line, I don't need a reason. You don't need to, donÂ’t need to lie to me!

I Stand Alone

I've told you this once before, can't control me If you try to take me down you're gonna break I feel your every nothing that you're doin for me I'm thinking you outta make your own way I stand alone Inside, I Stand alone You're always hiding behind your so called Godess So what. You don't think that we can see you're face? Ressurected back before the final falling I'll never rest until i can make my own way I'm not afraid of fading. . . I Stand Alone Feeling your sting down inside me, I'm not dying for it I stand alone. Everything that i believe is fading I stand Alone, inside i stand alone And now it's my time It's my time to dream dream of the skies Make me believe that this place isn't plagued by the poison in me And help me decide if my fire will burn out before you can breathe into me

Serenity

As I sit here, and slowly close my eyes,I take another deep breath and feel the wind pass through my body. I'm the one in your soul, reflecting inner light. Protect the ones who hold you, cradling your inner child. I need serenity, in a place where I can hide. I need serenity, nothing changes, days go by. Where do we go when we just don't know, and how do we relight the flame when it's cold? Why do we dream when our thoughts mean nothing and when will we learn to control? Tragic visions slowly stole my life. Tore away everything, cheating me out of my time. I'm the one who loves you, no matter wrong or right. And every day I hold you, I hold you with my inner child. I need serenity, in a place where I can hide. I need serenity, nothing changes, days go by. Where do we go when we just don't know?, and how do we relight the flame when it's cold? Why do we dream when our thoughts mean nothing, and when will we learn to control?

Voodoo

Candles raise my desire. Why IÂ’m so far away. No more meaning for my life? No more reason to stay. Freezing feeling, breathe in - breathe in, IÂ’m coming back again! IÂ’m not the one whoÂ’s so far away, When I feel the snake bit enter my veins. Never did I wanna be here again And I donÂ’t remember why I came. Hazing clouds rain on my head, empty thoughts fill my ears. Find my shade by the moon light, why my thoughts arenÂ’t so clear. Demons dreaming, breathe in - breathe in. IÂ’m coming back again. Voodoo, IÂ’m not the one whoÂ’s so far away.

Godsmack

Whatever

And I wonder day to day. I don't like you anyway. I don't need your s**t today. You're pathetic in your own way. I feel for you: better fu**in go away. I will behave: better fu**inÂ’ go away. I'm doing the best I ever did, I'm doing the best that I can, I'm doing the best I ever did. I don't need to fantasize. You are my pets all the time. I don't mind if you go blind. You get what you get, until you through with my life. I feel for you: better fu**in go away. I will behave, you better go away. I'm doing the best I ever did. I'm doing the best that I can. I'm doing the best I ever did. Now go away.

Bad Religion

Can you feel IÂ’m not like you anymore? I cantÂ’ see, I canÂ’t breath. See you quiver like the dogs on the street. Looking down on as I beat you. ItÂ’s a bad religion, from a broken nation. ItÂ’s a contradiction, and I canÂ’t take it anymore. WhoÂ’s to say I wonÂ’t like you anyway. Take a deep breath, IÂ’m alive. Can you feel me, IÂ’m alive inside you. AgonyÂ’s creeping up behind youÂ… ItÂ’s a bad religion, from a broken nation. ItÂ’s a contradiction. And I canÂ’t take it any f***ing way! Can you feel it? I gotta live with it everyday. And I canÂ’t take the pressure, IÂ’m going insane. Now go away!

Speak

Free? You better love me. Hide or runaway from all your yesterdays. (Chorus) Speak the truth or make your peace some other way. Well I never knew, but I believe that your trust in me will speak to me Way beyond your controlling mind And no more believing in all your precious lies. (Chorus) In finding balance between lies and trust theyÂ’ll never be a better source than to speak your truth or make your peace in some other way

The Enemy

Hey! Mr. Back stabbing son of a bitch YouÂ’re livinÂ’ in a world that willl soon be dyinÂ’ And I know, everybody knows you try to be like me. But even at your best as a man you couldnÂ’t equal half o f me I am realizing that everybodyÂ’s lost their simple ways. And now that itÂ’s here, I see it oh so clearly. IÂ’ve come face to face with the enemy. You! YouÂ’re another shit talkinÂ’ punk to me. YouÂ’re a living inspiration for what I never wanna be. I see, youÂ’ve been blinded by what you believe. Now back up and sit down, shut up and act like you need to be (Chorus) Come to meÂ…The enemy So predicting, youÂ’re the reason why I lie. Simple decision took me too much time to fly. Check Mate!!!

Shine Down

So tired sleeping through the day. Blood-shot eyes and the sweat from my body. I picked my head up yesterday. Found no reason or hope left inside of me. But I still believe in immortal love. And I know thereÂ’s someone above. (Chorus) Shine downÂ…donÂ’t take it away from me, no. And I know you know how. Shine downÂ…just give me a chance to feel it. ItÂ’s taken forever to get me off the ground. A dead silence overwhelming me. Day and night takes its toll on my sanity. And I know IÂ’ve been away too long. All these years IÂ’ve been hiding. A felling IÂ’m coming strong! But it still believe in immortal love. And I know thereÂ’s someone that up above. Show me a path to find my way. And give me a reason to pray

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Alanis Morissette - "Unsent"

dear matthew I like you a lot I realize you're in a relationship

with someone right now and I respect

that I would like you to know that if you're ever single

in the future and you want to come visit me in california

I would be open to spending time with you and finding

out how old you were when you wrote your first song

dear jonathan I liked you too much I used to be attracted to boys

who would lie to me and think solely about themselves and you

were plenty self-destructive for my taste at the time I used to say

the more tragic the better the truth is whenever I think of the early 90's

your face comes up with a vengeance like it was yesterday

dear terrance I love you muchly you've been nothing

but open hearted and emotionally available and supportive

and nurturing and consummately there for me I kept drawing you in

and pushing you away I remember how beautiful it was to fall asleep

on your couch and cry in front of you for the first time you

were the best platform from which to jump beyond myself what

was wrong with me

dear marcus you rocked my world you had a charismatic way

about you with the women and you got me

seriously thinking about spirituality and you wouldn't let me get away

with kicking my own ass but I could never really feel relaxed and looked out

for around you though and that stopped us from going any further

than we did and it's kinda too bad becasue we could've had much more fun

dear lou we learned so much I realize we won't be able to talk for some time

and I understand that as I do you

the long distance thing was the hardest and we did as well as we could

we were together during a very tumultuous time

in our lives I will always have your back and be curious about you

about your career about your whereabouts

Anthrax - "Among The Living"



Disease! Disease! Spreading the disease.

With some help from Captain Trips, he'll bring the world down to his knees.

Power, yes Power! He'll show them all his power.

It pulses through his ice cold blood, a whole world to devour!

He's seeing, he's calling, his legacy he's spawning.

He's coming, corrupting, among the living!

Murder! Murder! Commit cold blooded murder!

Like Nazis during World War Two, they only follow orders.

Hatred! Hatred! A crucifix is your bed,

Once he turns his eye on you, you'll be better off dead!

I'm the walkin' dude, I can see all the world!

Twist your minds with fear, I'm the man with the power.

Among the living, follow me or die!

Man, fights Man! Divided they can't stand!

United, they can battle back, and make him force his hand!

Fear, yes fear! His end is growing near,

He didn't count on Man's good faith, and their will to persevere.

Follow me or die!

FIRE! HOT FIRE!! Purge the world with fire!!

Damnation is the price he'll pay, for an evil man's desire!

Good, versus evil! The stand to vanquish evil!

Man can only live one way, that place right in the middle.

Follow me or die!

Among

Bon Jovi - "Living In Sin"

I don't need no license

To sign on no line

And I don't need no preacher

To tell me you're mine

I don't need no diamonds

I don't need no new bride

I just need you, baby

To look me in the eye

I know they have a hand time

And your Daddy don't approve

But I don't need your Daddy

Telling us what we should do

Now there's a million questions

I could ask about our lives

But I only need one answer

To get me through the night

So baby, can you tell me just where we fit in

I call it love they call it living in sin

Is it you and me or just this world we live in

I say we're living on love they say we're living in sin

Is it right for both our parents

Who fight it out most nights

Then pray for God's forgiveness

When they both turn out the lights

Or wear that ring of diamonds

When your heart is made of stone

You can talk but still say nothing

You stay together but alone

Or is it right to hold you

And kiss your lips goodnight

They say the promise is forever

If you sign it on the dotted line

Baby, can you tell me just where we fit in

I call it love they call it living in sin

Is it you and me or just this world we live in

I say we're living on love they say we're living in sin

[Solo]

Baby, can you tell me just where we fit in

I call it love they call it living in sin

Is it you and me or just this world we live in

I say we're living on love they say we're living in sin

I call it love they call it living in sin

Living in sin

I don't know where to begin

I don't know where we fit in

Living in sin

Bruce Springsteen - "Rosalita"

Spread out now Rosie doctor come cut loose her mama's reins

You know playin' blind man's bluff is a little baby's game

You pick up Little Dynamite I'm gonna pick up Little Gun

And together we're gonna go out tonight and make that highway run

You don't have to call me lieutenant Rosie and I don't want to be your son

The only lover I'm ever gonna need's your soft sweet little girl's tongue and

Rosie you're the one

Dynamite's in the belfry playin' with the bats

Little Gun's downtown in front of Woolworth's tryin' out his attitude on all the cats

Papa's on the corner waitin' for the bus

Mama she's home in the window waitin' up for us

She'll be there in that chair when they wrestle her upstairs `cause you know we ain't gonna come

I ain't here for business, I'm only here for fun

Rosalita jump a little lighter, senorita come sit by my fire

I just want to be your lover ain't no liar, Rosalita you're my stone desire

Jack the Rabbit and Weak Knees Willie you know they're gonna be there

Ah sloppy Sue and Big Bones Billie they'll be comin' up for air

We're gonna play some pool skip some school act real cool

Stay out all night it's gonna feel alright

Rosie come out tonight, Rosie come out tonight

Windows are for cheaters chimneys for the poor

Closets are for hangers winners use the door

Rosalita jump a little...

Now I know your mama she don't like me `cause I play in a rock and roll band

And I know your daddy he don't dig me but he never did understand

Papa lowered the boom he locked you in your room

I'm comin' to lend a hand

I'm comin' to liberate you confiscate you I want to be your man

Someday we'll look back on this and it will all seem funny

But now you're sad your mama's mad

And your papa says he knows that I don't have any money

Tell him this is last chance to get his daughter in a fine romance

Because a record company Rosie just gave me a big advance

My tires were slashed and I almost crashed but the Lord had mercy

My machine she's a dud out stuck in the mud somewhere in the swamps of Jersey

Hold on tight stay up all night `cause Rosie I'm comin' on strong

By the time we meet the morning light I will hold you in my arms

I know a pretty little place in Southern California down San Diego way

There's a little cafe where they play guitars all night and day

You can hear them in the back room strummin'

So hold tight baby `cause don't you know daddy's comin'

Rosalita jump a little...

Prince - "The Morning Papers"

He realized that she was new 2 love

Naive in every way

Every schoolboy's fanstasy she was

That's why he had 2 wait

If he poured his heart into a glass

And offered it like wine

She could drink and be back in time for the morning papers

They could take a walk down the oceanside

Make a wish on every wave

They could find a carousel

And ride or kiss in every cave

They could contemplate the entire universe

Or just one star

Or just how far was the walk 4 the morning papers

Let me play it for u one time, oh oh

Well

Hey

Shucks

Why is age more than a number when it comes 2 love?

Should we ask the ones who speculate

When they don't know what it's made of?

Should we ask the moonlight on your face

Or the raindrops in your hair

Or should we ask the man who wrote it there in the morning papers?

Should we ask the moonlight on your face

Or the raindrops in your hair

Should we ask the man who wrote it there in the morning papers?

Somebody help me sing it now

La-la-la-la-la-la

La-la-la-la-la-la

La-la-la-la-la-la-la

Oh yes

La-la-la-la-la-la

La-la-la-la-la-la

La-la-la-la-la-la-la

Go play

La-la-la-la-la-la

La-la-la-la-la-la

La-la-la-la-la-la-la

Ok

I dont know which I'd rather do more - just look at this chick, or listen to her sing

Liz Phair - "fuck and run"

And I want a boyfriend

I want a boyfriend

I want all that stupid old shit like letters and sodas

And I can feel it in my bones

I'm gonna spend another year alone

It's fuck and run, fuck and run

Even when I was seventeen

Fuck and run, fuck and run

Even when I was twelve

And I can feel it in my bones

I'm gonna spend my whole life alone

It's fuck and run, fuck and run

Even when I was seventeen

Fuck and run, fuck and run

Even when I was twelve

You almost felt bad

You said that I should call you up

But I knew much better than that

And almost immediately you felt sorry

'Cause you didn't think this would happen again

No matter what you could do or say

Just that you didn't think this would happen again

Without or without your best intentions

And whatever happened to a girlfriend

The kind of chick who tries to win you over?

And whatever happened to a girlfriend

The kind of chick who makes love 'cause she's in it?

And you want a girlfriend

You want a girlfriend

You want all that boring old shit like letters and sodas

Letters and sodas

Letters and sodas

Letters and sodas

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_Qc20s6ufwk

Would you like to swing on a star

Carry moonbeams home in a jar

And be better off than you are

Or would you rather be a mule

A mule is an animal with long funny ears

He kicks up at anything he hears

His back is brawny - and his brain is weak

Hes just plain stupid with a - stubborn streak

And by the way, if you hate to go to school

You may grow up to be a mule

Would you like to swing on a star

Carry moonbeams home in a jar

And be better off than you are

Or would you rather be a pig

A pig is an animal with dirt on his face

His shoes are a terrible disgrace

He aint got no manners when he eats his food

Hes fat and lazy - and extremely rude

But if you dont care a feather or a fig

You may grow up to be a pig

Would you like to swing on a star

Carry moonbeams home in a jar

And be better off than you are

Or would you rather be a fish

A fish wont do anything but swim in a brook

He cant write his name or read a book

And to fool the people is his only thought

Though he slippery - he still gets caught

But then if that sort of life is what you wish

You may grow up to be a fish

And all the monkeys arent in a zoo

Every day you meet quite a few

So you see its all up to you

You can be better than you are

You could be swinging on a star

http://www.cfhf.net/lyrics/out-of.htm

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Would you like to swing on a star

Carry moonbeams home in a jar

And be better off than you are

Or would you rather go to earth

An earthling's a creature who is plain as can be

He's not as unique as you or me

His body comes in lots of different shapes

They say his relatives were chimps and apes

But if you take my advice for what it's worth

You could be happy there on earth

Or would you like to swing on a star

Carry moonbeams home in a jar

And be better off than you are

You could be swinging on a star

You could be swinging on a star

That rocks

I think I heard Ernie sing a different version of this on Sesame Street, one time.

Sesame Street Lyrics

Swinging On A Star Lyrics

Would you like to swing on a star

Carry moonbeams home in a jar

And be better off than you are

Or would you rather be a mule?

A mule is an animal with long funny ears

Kicks up at anything he hears

His back is brawny but his brain is weak

He's just plain stupid with a stubborn streak

And by the way, if you hate to go to school

You may grow up to be a mule

Or would you like to swing on a star

Carry moonbeams home in a jar

And be better off than you are

Or would you rather be a pig?

A pig is an animal with dirt on his face

His shoes are a terrible disgrace

He has no manners when he eats his food

He's fat and lazy and extremely rude

But if you don't care a feather or a fig

You may grow up to be a pig

Or would you like to swing on a star

Carry moonbeams home in a jar

And be better off than you are

Or would you rather be a fish?

A fish won't do anything, but swim in a brook

He can't write his name or read a book

To fool the people is his only thought

And though he's slippery, he still gets caught

But then if that sort of life is what you wish

You may grow up to be a fish

A new kind of jumped-up slippery fish

And all the monkeys aren't in the zoo

Every day you meet quite a few

So you see it's all up to you

You can be better than you are

You could be swingin' on a star

I like this new song

Flyleaf

Fully Alive

Telling layla's story spoken

About how all her bones are broken

hammers fall on all the peices

two months in the cover creases

Fully alive, more than most

ready to smile and love life.

Fully alive and she knows

How to believe in futures.

All my complaints shrink to nothing.

I'm ashamed of all my somethings.

She's glad for one day of comfort

Only because she has suffered.

Fully alive, more than most

ready to smile and love life.

Fully alive and she knows

How to believe in futures.

Three Days Grace - "The Animal I Have Become"

I can't escape this hell

So many times i've tried

But i'm still caged inside

Somebody get me through this nightmare

I can't control myself

So what if you can see the darkest side of me?

No one will ever change this animal I have become

Help me believe it's not the real me

Somebody help me tame this animal

(This animal, this animal)

I can't escape myself

(I can't escape myself)

So many times i've lied

(So many times i've lied)

But there's still rage inside

Somebody get me through this nightmare

I can't control myself

So what if you can see the darkest side of me?

No one will ever change this animal I have become

Help me believe it's not the real me

Somebody help me tame this animal I have become

Help me believe it's not the real me

Somebody help me tame this animal

Somebody help me through this nightmare

I can't control myself

Somebody wake me from this nightmare

I can't escape this hell

(This animal, this animal, this animal, this animal, this animal, this animal, this animal)

So what if you can see the darkest side of me?

No one will ever change this animal I have become

Help me believe it's not the real me

Somebody help me tame this animal I have become

Help me believe it's not the real me

Somebody help me tame this animal

(This animal I have become)

Run DMC - "Here We Go"

1 2 3 in the place to be

as it is plane to see

He is DJ Run and I am DMC

Funky fresh from 1983 DJ Jammaster J

Inside the place with all the bass

He leads us by the trace

And we came here tonight to get on your case

And we are the crush grooving

The body moving directly makin' and directly breakin'

And it goes a little somethin' like this:

It goes a one two three and

Here we go here we go here we go

here we here we here we go

DMC and DJ Run, dum diddi dum didi didi dum dum

We're rockin' on the mic so that you know where we are from

Dum didi dum didi didi dum dum

We hope your pray for the big big drum

Drum didi drum didi didi drum drum

So people in the place have a big beater

Here we come here we come here we ?dipi? come come

So come on everybody let's all get down

What we have is a brand new sound

So nobody out there be misled

We make a more beat rhymes inside our head

The other MCs can't have a peak

When we rock on the mic to this big beat

The beat is peak it's kind of taw

When we're on the mic very taw

It's like that yo (that yo) it's like that yo (that yo)

It't like that or like that or like that yo (that yo)

Cool chief rapper I don't trick further

You keep a bag of sugar inside my live (HA!)

You let us cool everything (HA!)

when it's time for the peng (HA!) (HA!)

Because I'm rockin' on the mic until the break of day

And all the things I do make me a star

And you can be too if know who you are

So put your mind tuned to go real far

And next thing is to know what happens so far

Liggy liggy liggy liggy liggy liggy liggy

Listen to the beat NO I say

because it's not routine in the way I play (Ahh yah?)

sittin in my house all time of the day and then I

move the time Jammaster J

Hey they used to call me easy D

because I rock on the mic so easily

But now the call me DMC

The DMC of the party

The D's for duly all of the time

M is for the rhymes that are all mine

C's for cool cool as can be

-and why you wear the classes?-

so I can see

rhymes so deep rhymes rhymes galore

rhymes that you've never even heard before

now if you say you hurt my mind we gonna have to fight

cause I've just made the motherfuckers joggle last night

kick of your sheet relax your feet

party all down to the DJ Run beat

the beat to get you off to get you outta your seat

make you booby to a savvier so that you know what you need

wait a time a minute don't break on me

the rhymes come faster and the DJ cheats

the DJ cuts the record for the value below

while you boogie you ass till it's time to go

and when it's time to go girl takin' you home

so straighten you dress up but on the way it's so cold

And I'm the microphone master super rhyme maker

I get def when as the others get shaky

It's me DMC in the place to be

And I still got the same old harmony

I'm the devastating mic controller

The word we say and the chief rocks puller

That beat boy made for the beat girls

Rock through the rhymes in the turntable turns

Some brand new was born to turn

And it could be init rap king Alex Sore

Rock about the cheats and the games we play

See DJ come everyday

We rock round town think hard rhymes

Get paid real well don't have charge

We've got big pocket seen

Can't remand that wanted reward ready is to pay

We've got all out there, do what they abase

Place the game with the boy in arrest

And the game's so light or really for

He put your hand up to play until the game is done

So play all to the break of dawn

As we rock ya all to the early mornin'

He's Jammaster J the big big blaster

He gets better cause he knows he has to

It's 83 and he's a little faster

And only practise make a real Jammaster

JMJ are the letters of his name

Cuttin' and sratchin' are the aspects of his game

so check out the scratcher as his cuts the jam

they look at us with da mics in da hands

then take a bow 1 2 3 Jammaster J Run DMC

this track is one reason why I've always liked KRS-ONE

Boogie Down Productions - "My Philosophy"

[Verse One]

Let's begin, what, where, why, or when

will all be explained like instructions to a game

See I'm not insane, in fact, I'm kind of rational

when I be asking you, "Who is more dramatical?"

This one or that one, the white one or the black one

pick the punk, and I'll jump up to attack one

KRS-One is just the guy to lead a crew

right up to your face and dis you

Everyone saw me on the last album cover

Holding a pistol something far from a lover

Beside my brother, S-C-O-T-T

I just laughed, cause no one can defeat me

This is lecture number two, "My Philosophy"

Number one, was "Poetry" you know it's me

This is my philosophy, many artists got to learn

I'm not flammable, I don't burn

so please stop burnin, and learn to earn respect

'cause that's just what KR collects

see, what do you expect when you rhyme like a soft punk

you walk down the street and get jumped

You got to have style, and learn to be original

and everybody's gonna wanna diss you

like me, we stood up for the South Bronx

and every sucka mc had a response

You think we care? I know that they are on the tip

my posse from the Bronx is thick

and we're real live, we walk correctly

a lot of suckas would like to forget me

but they can't, cause like a champ

I have got a record of knocking out the frauds in a second

on the mic, I believe that you should get loose

I haven't come to tell you I have juice

I just produce, create, innovate on a higher level

I'll be back, but for now just seckle!

[Verse Two]

I'll play the nine and you play the target

you all know my name so I guess I'll just start it

or should I say, "Start this," I am an artist

of new concepts at their hardest

cause, yo, I'm a teacher and Scott is a scholar

It ain't about money cause we all make dollars

That's why I walk with my head up

when I hear wack rhymes I get fed up

Rap is like a set-up, a lot of games

a lot of suckas with colorful names

I'm so-and-so, I'm this, I'm that

huh, but they all just wick-wick-wack

I'm not white or red or black

I'm brown.. from the Boogie Down

Productions, of course our music be thumpin'

others say their bad, but they're buggin

let me tell you somethin' now about hip hop

about D-Nice, Melodie, and Scott La Rock

I'll get a pen, a pencil, a marker

mainly what I write is for the average New Yorker

some mc's be talkin' and talkin'

tryin' to show how black people are walkin

but I don't walk this way to portray

or reinforce stereotypes of today

like all my brothas eat chicken and watermelon

talk broken english and drug sellin'

See I'm tellin, and teaching real facts

The way some act in rap is kind of wack

and it lacks creativity and intelligence

but they don't care cause the company is sellin' it

It's my philosophy, on the industry

Don't bother dissin me, or even wish that we'd

soften, dilute, or commercialize all our lyrics

Cause it's about time one of y'all hear it

And hear it first-hand from the intelligent brown man

A vegetarian, no goat or ham

or chicken or turkey or hamburger

'cause to me that's suicide self-murder

let us get back to what we call hip hop

and what it meant to DJ Scott La Rock...

[Verse Three]

How many mc's must get dissed

before somebody says, "Don't f*** with Kris!"

this is just one style, out of many

Like a piggy bank, this is one penny

My brother's name is Kenny - that's, Kenny Parker

My other brother I.C.U. is much darker

Boogie Down Productions is made up of teachers

the lecture is conducted from the mic into the speaker

Who gets weaker? The king or the teacher

It's not about a salary it's all about reality

Teachers teach and do the world good

kings just rule and most are never understood

If you were to rule or govern a certain industry

All inside this room right now would be in misery

No one would get along nor sing a song

'cause everyone'd be singing for the king, am I wrong?!

So yo, what's up, it's me again

Scott La Rock, KRS, BDP again

many people had the nerve to think we would end the trend

We're criminal minded, an album which is only ten

Funky, funky, funky, funky, funky hit records

no more than four minutes and some seconds

the competition checks and checks and keeps checkin'

they buy the album, take it home, and start sweatin'

why? well it's simple, to them it's kind of vital

to take KRS-One's title

to them I'm like an idol, some type of entity

in everybody's rhyme they wanna mention me?

or rather mention us, me or Scott La Rock

but they can get bust get robbed, get dropped

I don't play around nor do I f*** around

and you can tell by the bodies that are left around

when some clown jumps up to get beat down

broken down to his very last compound

see how it sounds? a little unrational

a lot of mc's like to use the word DRAMATICAL!

Fresh for '88, you suckas..

Public Enemy - "Welcome To The Terrordome"

I got so much trouble on my mind

I refuse to lose

Here's your ticket

Hear the drummer get wicked

The crew to you to push the back to Black

Attack so I sat and japped

Then slapped the Mac(Intosh)

Now I'm ready to mike it

(You know I like it) huh

Hear my favoritism roll "Oh"

Never be a brother like to go solo

Lazer, anastasia, maze ya

Ways to blaze your brain and train ya

The way I'm livin', forgiven'

What I'm givin' up

X on the flex hit me now

I don't know about later

As for now I know how to avoid the paranoid

Man I've had it up to here

Gear I wear got 'em goin' in fear

Rhetoric said

Read just a bit ago

Not quittin' though

Signed the hard rhymer

Work to keep from gettin' jerked

Changin' some ways

To way back in the better days

Raw metaphysically bold

Never followed a code

Still dropped a load

Never question what I am God knows

Cause it's comin' from the heart

What I got better get some

(Get on up) hustler of culture

Snakebitten

Been spit in the face

But the rhymes keep fittin'

Respects been givin' how's ya livin'

Now I can't protect a pad off defect

Check the record

An reckon an intentional wreck

Played off as some intellect

Made the call, took the fall

Broke the laws

Not my fault they're fallin' off

Known as fair square

Throughout my years

So I growl at the livin' foul

Black to the bone my home is your home

So welcome to the Terrordome

Subordinate terror

Kickin' off an era

Cold deliverin' pain

My 98 was 87 on a record yo

So now I go Bronco

Crucifixion ain't no fiction

So called chosen frozen

Apology made to who ever pleases

Still they got me like Jesus

I rather sing, bring, think reminisce

'Bout a brother while I'm in sync

Every brother ain't a brother cause a color

Just as well could be undercover

Backstabbed, grabbed a flag

From the back of the lab

Told a Rab get off the rag

Sad to say I got sold down the river

Still some quiver when I deliver

Never to say I never know or had a clue

Word was heard, plus hard on the boulevard

Lies, scandalizin', basin'

Traits of hate who's celebratin' wit satan?

I rope a dope the evil with righteous

Bobbin' and weavin' and let the good get even

C'mon down

And welcome to the Terrordome.

Caught in the race against time

The pit and the pendulum

Check the rhythm and rhymes

While I'm bendin' 'em

Snakes blowin' up the lines of design

Tryin' to blind the science I'm snedin' 'em

How to fight the power

Cannot run and hide

But it shouldn't be suicide

In a game a fool without the rules

Got a hell of a nerve to just criticize

Every brother ain't a brother

Cause a Black hand

Squeezed on Malcom X the man

The shootin' of Huey Newton

From a hand of a Nigger who pulled the trigger

It's weak to speak and blame somebody else

When you destroy yourself

First nothing's worse than a mother's pain

Of a son slain in Bensonhurst

Can't wait for the state to decide the fate

So this jam I dedicate

Places with racist faces

Just an example of one of many cases

The Greek weekend speech I speak

From a lesson learned in Virginia (Beach)

I don't smile in the line of fire

I go wildin'

But it's on bass and drums even violins

Watcha do gitcha head ready

Instead of gettin' physically sweaty

When I get mad

I put it down on a pad

Give ya somethin' that cha never had controllin'

Fear of high rollin'

God bless your soul and keep livin'

Never allowed, kickin' it loud

Droppin' a bomb

Brain game intellectual Vietnam

Move as a team

Never move alone

But

Welcome to the Terrordome

ODB's verse, alone - makes this one a classic in my books.

Wu- Tang Clan - "Da Mystery of Chessboxin'"

[Wu-Tang movie dialogue]

The game of chess, is like a swordfight

You must think first, before you move

Toad style is immensely strong, and immune to nearly any weapon

When it's properly used, it's almost invincible

[Verse One: U-God]

Raw I'ma give it to ya, with no trivia

Raw like cocaine straight from Bolivia

My hip-hop will rock and shock the nation

like the Emancipation Proclamation

Weak MC's approach with slang that's dead

you might as well run into the wall and bang your head

I'm pushin' force, my force your doubtin'

I'm makin' devils cower to the Caucus Mountains

[Verse Two: Inspectah Deck]

Well I'm a sire, I set the microphone on fire

Rap styles vary, and carry like Mariah

I come from the Shaolin slum, and the isle I'm from

is comin through with nuff niggaz, and nuff guns

so if you wanna come sweatin, stressin contestin

you'll catch a sharp sword to the midsection

Don't talk the talk, if you can't walk the walk

Phony niggaz are outlined in chalk

A man vexed, is what the projects made me

Rebel to the grain there's no way to barricade me

Steamrollin niggaz like a eighteen wheeler

with the drunk driver drivin, there's no survivin

[Verse Three: Raekwon the Chef]

Ruff like Timberland wear, yeah

Me and the Clan, and yo the Landcruisers out there

Peace to all the crooks, all the niggaz with bad looks

Bald heads, braids, blow this hook

We got chrome tecs, nickel plated macs

Black axe, drug dealin styles in phat stacks

I only been a good nigga for a minute though

cuz I got to get my props, and win it yo

I got beef wit commercial-ass niggaz with gold teeth

lampin in a Lexus eatin beef

Straight up and down don't even bother

I got fourty niggaz up in here now, who kill niggaz fathers

[Chorus: Method Man]

My peoples are you with me where you at?

In the front, in the back killa-bees on attack

my peoples are you with me where you at?

Smokin meth hittin caps on the block with the gats

[Verse Four: Ol' Dirty Bastard]

Here I go, deep type flow

Jacque Cousteau could never get this low..I'm

cherry bombin shits... BOOM

Just warmin up a little bit, vroom vroom

Rappinin is what's happenin

Keep the pockets stacked and then, hands clappin and

At the party when I move my body

Gotta get up, and be-eeeee somebody!

Grab the microphone put strength to the bone

DUH-DUH-DUH...enter the Wu-Tang zone

Sure enough when I rock that stuff

Guff puff?? I'm gonna catch your bluff tuff

rough, kickin rhymes like Jim Kelly

or Alex Haley im a Mi-..Beetle Bailey rhymes

comin raw style, hardcore

Niggaz be comin to the hip-hop store

Comin to buy gro-cery from me

Tryin to be a hip-hop MC

The law, in order to enter the Wu-Tang

You must bring the Ol' Dirty Bastard type slang

Represent the GZA, Abbott, RZA, Shaquan, Inspectah Deck

Dirty Hoe gettin low wit his flow

Introducin, the Ghost..face.. Killah!!

No one could get illa

[Chorus]

[Verse Five: Ghostface Killah]

Speakin of the devil psych, no it's the God, get the shit right

Mega trife, and yo I killed you in a past life

On the mic while you was kickin that fast shit

You reneged tried again, and got blasted

Half mastered ass style mad ruff task

When I struck I had on Timbs and a black mask

Remember that shit? I know you don't remember jack

That night yo I wuz hittin like a spiked bat

and then you thought I was bugged out, and crazy

strapped for nonsense, after me became lazy

Yo, nobody budge while I shot slugs

Never shot thugs, I'm runnin with thugs that flood mugs

So grab your eight plus one, start flippin and trippin

Niggaz is jettin I'm lickin off son

(Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang!!!!)

[Verse Six: Masta Killa]

Homicide's illegal and death is the penalty

What justifies the homicide, when he dies?

In his own iniquity it's the

Master of the Mantis Rapture comin at cha

We have an APB on an MC Killer

Looks like the work of a Master

Evidence indicates that's it's stature

Merciless like a terrorist hard to capture

The flow, changes like a chameleon

Plays like a friend, and stabs you like a dagger

This technique attacks the immune system

Disguised like a lie paralyzin the victim

You scream, as it enters your bloodstream

Erupts your brain from the pain these thoughts contain

Novin on a nigga with the speed of a centipede

and injure - ANY MOTHERFUCKIN CONTENDER

[Chorus]

you know.... maybe if somebody would have given these guys a hug...

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N.W.A. - "Straight Outta Compton"

You are now about to witness the strength of street knowledge

Verse One: Ice Cube

Straight outta Compton crazy motherfucker named Ice Cube

From the gang called Niggaz With Attitudes

When I'm called off I got a sawed off

Squeeze the trigger and bodies are hauled off

You too boy if ya fuck with me

The police are gonna hafta come and get me

Off yo ass that's how I'm goin out

For the punk motherfuckers that's showin out

Niggaz start to mumble, they wanna rumble

Mix em and cook em in a pot like gumbo

Goin off on a motherfucker like that

with a gat that's pointed at yo ass

So give it up smooth

Ain't no tellin when I'm down for a jack move

Here's a murder rap to keep yo dancin

with a crime record like Charles Manson

AK-47 is the tool

Don't make me act the motherfuckin fool

Me you can go toe to toe, no maybe

I'm knockin niggaz out tha box, daily

yo weekly, monthly and yearly

until them dumb motherfuckers see clearly

that I'm down with the capital C-P-T

Boy you can't fuck with me

So when I'm in your neighborhood, you better duck

Coz Ice Cube is crazy as fuck

As I leave, believe I'm stompin

but when I come back, boy, I'm comin straight outta Compton

Chorus:

[City of Compton, City of Compton]

[Eazy E] Yo Ren

[MC Ren] Whassup?

[Eazy E] Tell em where you from!

Verse Two: MC Ren

Straight outta Compton, another crazy ass nigga

More punks I smoke, yo, my rep gets bigger

I'm a bad motherfucker and you know this

But the pussy ass niggaz don't show this

But I don't give a fuck, I'ma make my snaps

If not from the records, from jackin the crops

Just like burglary, the definition is 'jackin'

And when illegally armed it's called 'packin'

Shoot a motherfucker in a minute

I find a good piece o' pussy, I go up in it

So if you're at a show in the front row

I'm a call you a bitch or dirty-ass ho

You'll probably get mad like a bitch is supposed to

But that shows me, slut, you're composed to

a crazy muthafucker from tha street

Attitude legit cause I'm tearin up shit

MC Ren controls the automatic

For any dumb muthafucker that starts static

Not the right hand cause I'm the hand itself

every time I pull a AK off the shelf

The security is maximum and that's a law

R-E-N spells Ren but I'm raw

See, coz I'm the motherfuckin villain

The definition is clear, you're the witness of a killin

that's takin place without a clue

And once you're on the scope, your ass is through

Look, you might take it as a trip

but a nigga like Ren is on a gangsta tip

Straight outta Compton...

Chorus:

[City of Compton, City of Compton]

[Dr. Dre] Eazy is his name and the boy is comin...

Verse Three: Eazy-E

...straight outta Compton

is a brotha that'll smother yo' mother

and make ya sister think I love her

Dangerous motherfucker raises hell

And if I ever get caught I make bail

See, I don't give a fuck, that's the problem

I see a motherfuckin cop I don't dodge him

But I'm smart, lay low, creep a while

And when I see a punk pass, I smile

To me it's kinda funny, the attitude showin a nigga drivin

but don't know where the fuck he's going, just rollin

lookin for the one they call Eazy

But here's a flash, they never seize me

Ruthless! Never seen like a shadow in the dark

except when I unload, see I'll get over the hesitation

and hear the scream of the one who got the last penetration

Give a little gust of wind and I'm jettin

But leave a memory no one'll be forgettin

So what about the bitch who got shot? Fuck her!

You think I give a damn about a bitch? I ain't a sucker!

This is the autobiography of the E, and if you ever fuck with me

You'll get taken by a stupid dope brotha who will smother

word to the motherfucker, straight outta Compton

Chorus:

[City of Compton, City of Compton]

[Damn that shit was dope!]

I keep hearing you're concerned about my happiness.

All that thought you're giving me is conscience, I guess.

If I were walking in your shoes, I wouldn't worry none.

While you and your friends are worrying 'bout me, I'm having lots of fun.

Counting flowers on the wall,

That don't bother me at all.

Playing Solitaire till dawn,

With a deck of fifty-one.

Smoking cigarettes and watching Captain Kangaroo.

Now, don't tell me I've nothing to do.

Last night I dressed in tails, pretended I was on the town.

As long as I can dream, it's hard to slow this swinger down.

So please don't give a thought to me, I'm really doing fine.

You can always find me here, having quite a time.

Counting flowers on the wall,

That don't bother me at all.

Playing Solitaire till dawn,

With a deck of fifty-one.

Smoking cigarettes and watching Captain Kangaroo.

Now, don't tell me I've nothing to do.

Well, it's good to see you, I must go, I know I look a fright.

Anyway my eyes are not accustomed to this light.

And my shoes are not accustomed to this hard concrete.

So I must go back to my room and make my day complete.

Counting flowers on the wall,

That don't bother me at all.

Playing Solitaire till dawn,

With a deck of fifty-one.

Smoking cigarettes and watching Captain Kangaroo.

Now, counting flowers on the wall,

That don't bother me at all.

Playing Solitaire till dawn,

With a deck of fifty-one.

Smoking cigarettes and watching Captain Kangaroo.

Now, don't tell me I've nothing to do.

Don't tell me I've nothing to do.

R.I.P. Dimebag :frown: :frown:

Artist: Pantera

 Song: Cemetary Gates Lyrics



Reverend, Reverend,

Is this a conspiracy?

Crucified for no sins

No revenge beneath me

Lost within my plans for life

It all seems so unreal

I'm a man cut in half in this world

Left in my misery

The reverend he turned to me

Without a tear in his eyes

It's nothing new for him to see

I didn't ask him why

I will remember

The love our souls had

Sworn to make

Now I watch the falling rain

All my mind can see

Now is your (face)

Well I guess

You took my youth

I gave it all away

Like the birth of a

New-found joy

This love would end in rage

And when she died

I couldn't cry

The pride within my soul

You left me incomplete

All alone as the

Memories now unfold.

Believe the word

I will unlock my door

And pass the

Cemetery gates

Sometimes when I'm alone

I wonder aloud

If you're watching over me

Some place far abound

I must reverse my life

I can't live in the past

Then set my soul free

Belong to me at last

Through all those

Complex years

I thought I was alone

I didn't care to look around

And make this world my own

And when she died

I should've cried and spared myself some pain...

Left me incomplete

All alone as the memories still remain

The way we were

The chance to save my soul

And my concern is now in vain

Believe the word

I will unlock my door

And pass the cemetery gates

lennon 2

I always remember both of them on 12/8 :frown:

My favorite Pantera song :smile: Thanx!!

Father Christmas

When I was small I believed in Santa Claus

Though I knew it was my dad

And I would hang up my stocking at Christmas

Open my presents and I'd be glad

But the last time I played Father Christmas

I stood outside a department store

A gang of kids came over and mugged me

And knocked my reindeer to the floor

They said: Father Christmas, give us some money

Don't mess around with those silly toys.

We'll beat you up if you don't hand it over

We want your bread so don't make us annoyed

Give all the toys to the little rich boys

Don't give my brother a Steve Austin outfit

Don't give my sister a cuddly toy

We don't want a jigsaw or monopoly money

We only want the real McCoy

Father Christmas, give us some money

We'll beat you up if you make us annoyed

Father Christmas, give us some money

Don't mess around with those silly toys

But give my daddy a job 'cause he needs one

He's got lots of mouths to feed

But if you've got one, I'll have a machine gun

So I can scare all the kids down the street

Father Christmas, give us some money

We got no time for your silly toys

We'll beat you up if you don't hand it over

We want your bread so don't make us annoyed

Give all the toys to the little rich boys

Have yourself a merry merry Christmas

Have yourself a good time

But remember the kids who got nothin'

While you're drinkin' down your wine

Father Christmas, give us some money

We got no time for your silly toys

Father Christmas, please hand it over

We'll beat you up, so don't make us annoyed

Father Christmas, give us some money

Don't mess around with those silly toys

We'll beat you up if you don't hand it over

We want your bread, so don't make us annoyed

Give all the toys to the little rich boys

"Merry Christmas (I Don't Want To Fight Tonight)"

-----Ramones

Merry Christmas, I don't want to fight tonight

Merry Christmas, I don't want to fight tonight

Merry Christmas, I don't want to fight tonight with you

Where is Santa? At his sleigh?

Tell me why is it always this way?

Where is Rudolph? Where is Blitzen, baby?

Merry Christmas, merry merry merry Christmas

All the children are tucked in their beds

Sugar-plum fairies dancing in their heads

Snowball fighting, it's so exciting baby

I love you and you love me

And that's the way it's got to be

I loved you from the start

'Cause Christmas ain't the time for breaking each other's hearts

Where is Santa? At his sleigh?

Tell me why is it always this way?

Where is Rudolph? Where is Blitzen, baby?

Merry Christmas, merry merry merry Christmas

All the children are tucked in their beds

Sugar-plum fairies dancing in their heads

Snowball fighting, it's so exciting baby

Yeah, yeah, yeah

I love you and you love me

And that's the way it's got to be

I loved you from the start

'Cause Christmas ain't the time for breaking each other's hearts

Merry Christmas, I don't want to fight tonight

Merry Christmas, I don't want to fight tonight

Merry Christmas, I don't want to fight tonight with you

gotta chance to check out his artwork that was on display over in DT MPLS yesterday....

really, really cool stuff.

the hotel is pretty cool too.

hmmmmmmmmmm

interesting timing

I'm suprised that I knew this hard rock band and you boys didn't. I love their music.

Ive been trying to find this on cd for months for a good price ....I guess $20 is a good price? wow.

Hard to find item --- geeeesh - used for $18 --- new for $20

http://www.amazon.com/Silk-Steel-Giuffria/dp/B0000509UK/ref=pd_lpo_k2_dp_k2a_3_txt/104-7421894-7146313

http://cgi.ebay.com/Giuffria-Giuffria-CD-Brand-new-and-sealed_W0QQitemZ200057417122QQihZ010QQcategoryZ307QQrdZ1QQcmdZViewItem

Giuffria was formed in the early '80s by ex-Angel keyboardist Gregg Giuffria. The band included vocalist David Glen Eisley, guitarist Craig Goldy (who later went on to play with Dio), bassist Chuck Wright, and drummer Alan Krigger.

Similar to the power pop/arena hard rock style of Journey, Giuffria's 1984 self-titled debut met with marginal success, spawning the hit single "Call to Your Heart." Giuffria went on to open for Deep Purple and Foreigner before headlining a tour of their own in Japan. Replacing Goldy and Wright with Lanny Cordola and David Sikes, Giuffria's second, 1986 release, Silk and Steel, suffered from lack of promotion and tour support. After the band quietly disbanded, Gregg Giuffria regrouped with Cordola and Wright to form House of Lords.

One of their songs also received play on a Spongebob Squarepants episode entitled Band Geeks. The song was called "Sweet Victory" and was included at the end sequence after having been previously released as stock music.

http://www.nolifetilmetal.com/giuffria.htm

OMG- look at that hair!!!! ....

http://www.rocknrollhell.com/giuffria/

for zeph

no kidding...