As I walk on through this wicked world,
Searching for light in the darkness of insanity,
I ask myself, Is all hope lost?
Is there only pain, and hatred, and misery?

And each time I feel like this inside,
There's one thing I wanna know,
What's so funny 'bout peace, love, and understanding?,
What's so funny 'bout peace, love, and understanding?

And as I walked on through troubled times,
My spirit gets so downhearted sometimes,
So where are the strong?,
And who are the trusted?,
And where is the harmony?,
Sweet harmony

'Cause each time I feel it slipping away, just makes me wanna cry,
What's so funny 'bout peace, love, and understanding?,
What's so funny 'bout peace, love, and understanding?

So where are the strong?,
And who are the trusted?,
And where is the harmony?,
Sweet harmony

'Cause each time I feel it slipping away, just makes me wanna cry,
What's so funny 'bout peace, love, and understanding?,o
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For Andrew

I feel so high
I even touch the sky
Above the falling Rain.

Fuckin in the butt
Fuckin in the butt
Fuckin in the butt

I'd like to fuck the shit out of you
I'd like to fuck the shit out of you
I'd like to fuck the shit out of you
I'd like to fuck the shit out of you

Hey please put my gland in your hand
Hey please put my gland in your hand
Hey please put my gland in your hand
Please put my gland in your hand

Baby won't you give me some head
Baby won't you give me some head
Baby won't you give me some head
Baby won't you give me some head

We like to eat lunch down at the Y
We like to eat lunch down at the Y
We like to eat lunch down at the Y
Why? Because we love you. Hi, my name's David, and these are my friends
It's been a pleasure doin this album for ya
We'd like to specially dedicate this album to all the members of the Mickey
Mouse Fan Club
And to you Mrs. Calabash, wherever you are.
And i'd like to fuck the shit out of you (

Sun is shining, the weather is sweet Make you want to move your dancing feet To the rescue, here I am Want you to know ya, where I stand

(Monday morning) here I am Want you to know just if you can (Tuesday evening) where I stand (Wednesday morning) tell myself a new day is rising (Thursday evening) get on the rise a new day is dawning (Friday morning) here I am (Saturday evening) want you to know just Want you to know just where I stand

When the morning gathers the rainbow Want you to know I'm a rainbow too So, to the rescue here I am Want you to know just if you can Where I stand, know, know, know, know, know

We'll lift our heads and give JAH praises We'll lift our heads and give JAH praises, yeah

Sun is shining, the weather is sweet now Make you want to move your dancing feet To the rescue, here I am Want you to know just if you can Where I stand, know, know, know, where I stand

Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game

Sitting on the hillside,
Watching all the people die,
I'll feel much better on the other side.

This song is pretty obvious,but change the word 'streetlife' to 'sitelife' and I think we have an syd/syc anthem...


I play the streetlife, because there's no place I can go
Streetlife – it's the only life I know
Streetlife – and there's a thousand parts to play
Streetlife – until you play your life away

You let the people see, just who you wanna be
And every night you shine, just like a super star
That's how the life is played a temptin masquerade
You dress, you walk, you talk
You're who you think you are

Streetlife – you can run away from time
Streetlife – for a nickel or a dime
Streetlife – but you better not get old
Streetlife – or you're gonna feel the cold

There's always love for sale a grown-up fairytale
Prince charming always smiles behind a silver spoon
And if you keep it young your song is always sung
Your love will pay your way beneath the silver moon

Streetlife – Streetlife
Streetlife - Streetlife

I play the streetlife, because there's no place I can go
Streetlife – it's the only life I know
Streetlife – and there's a thousand parts to play
Streetlife – until you play your life away - ooh

Streetlife - Streetlife
Streetlife - Streetlife

Better stop dreaming of the quiet life
'Cos it's the one we'll never know
And quit running for that runaway bus
'Cos those rosey days are few

Well I don't mind stealing bread
From the mouths of decadents
But I can't feed on the powerless
When my cup's already overfilled

Yeah
But it's on the table
The fire's cooking
And they're farming babies
The slaves are all working

Blood is on the table
The mouths are all choking
But I'm goin' hungry
Yeah

I don't mind stealing bread
From the mouths of decadents
But I can't feed on the powerless
When my cup's already overfilled

But it's on the table
The fire is cooking
And they're farming babies
The slaves are all working

And it's on the table
Their mouths are all choking
But I'm going hungry (Going hungry)
I'm going hungry (Going hungry)
I'm going hungry (Going hungry)y
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Rip Andrew wood and mlb

Holding on too long is just
A fear of letting go
Because
Not everything that goes around
Comes back around, you know

One thing that is clear
It's all down hill
From here

I think I'm having a meltdown...

I feel the tension
(feel the tension)
Confessions torn
(tell me, tell me everything)
Insanity is taking over
The fantasies are driving me mad

Before... never let go
Before I fall
Before... never let go
Before I fall 

You know that I am heading for a meltdown...
Controlling me, losing it all
You know that I am heading for a meltdown..
(just take away the tears)
I'm suffocating don't leave me here waiting...

The pride within
(pride within)
The flesh is torn
(tell me, tell me everything)
Calamity is waiting silent
The razor is cutting the pain and letting it out 

Before... never let go
Before I fall
Before... never let go
Before I fall 

You know that I am heading for a meltdown... Controlling me, losing it all
You know that I am heading for a meltdown...
(just take away the tears)
I'm suffocating don't leave me here waiting...

Over and over in my head
I see your scars
Remember the day when we first met

Take me back...
I wanna go back, wanna go back to that place
Take me back... take me back to that place
Take me back, take me back... I wanna go back

Take me... take me back...

Before... never let go
Before I fall
Before... never let go
Before I fall 

You know that I am heading for a meltdown... Controlling me, losing it all
You know that I am heading for a meltdown...
(just take away the tears)
I'm suffocating don't leave me here waiting...

I drive a truck, it carries money, And everyday, I dream up my fantasies, Yesterday I bought my beach house, a little place just off the coast of France, Everyday I think of money, Everyday I think of running,

I love my truck, I love my family, Stacked in the back, the good life surrounds me, Could tie my right hand man, and put him some place, Then I'd ditch the truck and I'd buy a new face, Everyday I think of money, Everyday I think of some way,

Can't buy you a love, Can't give you a soul, Can pick you up, can down you low, Can drag you out of the hole, that you dug yourself, out of, again, Again, again, again

Sat in a truck, it carries convicts, My hands are bound, to the seat by hand-cuffs, Tomorrow I'll maybe walk around the yard, Or paint in my cell, and **** imprisonment, Everyday I think of money, Everyday I miss my family

She's got another fantasy, She lives in flat number twenty three, Picked first prize for carnival queen, And now she takes her clothes off,


Collects the covers off her magazines, She longs to be another teenage dream, The problem is she's turning forty three, She still takes her clothes off


Got the nick-name porta bubble Joan, They found her dead, dead as nails at home, And she said, I'm gonna be another Marilyn, Bleach my hair, and get real thin, And everybody's gonna wanna dance with me


She loved to have her little fantasies, She longed to be the wife of Jimmy Dean, But Jimmy's head sits in Jimmy's knees, She loved to take her clothes off


Police are looking round at twenty three, They found her hanging from her swollen feet, They saw her dance last in Woolworth street, She loved to take her clothes off


Got the nick-name porta bubble Joan, They found her dead, dead as nails at home, And she said, I'm gonna be another Marilyn, Bleach my head, and get real thin, And everybody's gonna wanna dance with me


Everybody's gonna wanna dance with me, Everybody wants to be the carnival queen, Everybody's gonna wanna dance with me, Everybody wants to be the carnival king or queen, We all read the books, she takes her clothes off, One by one, one by one, off again.

Is this the real life?
Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landslide
No escape from reality
Open your eyes
Look up to the skies and see
I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy
Because I'm easy come, easy go
A little high, little low
Anyway the wind blows, doesn't really matter to me, to me

The tax man's taken all my dough
And left me in this stately home
Lazing on a sunny afternoon
And I can't sail my yacht
He's taken everything I got
All I've got's this sunny afternoon

Save me, save me, save me from this squeeze
I gotta big fat mama trying to break me
And I love to live so pleasantly
Live this life of luxury
Lazing on a sunny afternoon
In a summertime
In a summertime
In a summertime

My girlfriend's run off with my car
And gone back to her ma and pa
Telling tails of drunkenness and cruelty
Now I'm sitting here
Sipping at my ice cold beer
Lazing on a sunny afternoon

Help me, help me, help me sail away
Well give me two good reasons why I oughta stay
'Cause I love to live so pleasantly
Live this life of luxury
Lazing on a sunny afternoon
In a summertime
In a summertime
In a summertime

Ah, save me, save me, save me from this squeeze
I gotta big fat mama trying to break me
And I love to live so pleasantly
Live this life of luxury
Lazing on a sunny afternoon
In a summertime
In a summertime
In a summertime

The Descendants- Myage

Almost ready, almost there,
Or is it already over?
She's a friend in need; she's a friend indeed,
Needs someone to hold her.

Alone at night, she plans her game,
Correctly thinking that I'm in pain,
Every night, it's all the same.
She's been a-fuckin' with my brain.

She don't need no one.
She don't need no one.

We all wanna play your game with you.
We know you're just a starter.
There's no reason for you to quit
Just because we try harder.

I don't wanna talk on the telephone.
I don't wanna see no pictures.
She'll find out just what she needs.
When she does, I'll get her.

She feels safe when she's with him.
He'll never try anything with her.
Now, you know, girl, you're just what I want.
Are you gonna let it scare you?

I knew it would.

She don't need no one.
She don't need no one.

She don't need no one.
She don't need no one.
She don't need me.

Monday Monday .Mammas and Pappas
Ruby Tuesday. Rolling Stones
Wednesday. Tori Amos
Thursdays ch!ld. David Bowie
Friday on my mind . Easy Beats
Saturday nights alright . Elton John
Lazy Sunday Afternoon .Small Faces.

Mondays c h i l d is fair of face,
Tuesdays c h i l d is full of grace,
Wednesdays c h i l d is full of woe,
Thursdays c h i l d has far to go,
Fridays c h i l d is loving and giving,
Saturdays c h i l d works hard for his living,
And the c h i l d that is born on the Sabbath day
Is bonny and blithe, and good and gay.

Is it a kind of dream, Floating out on the tide, Following the river of death downstream? Oh, is it a dream?

There's a fog along the horizon, A strange glow in the sky. And nobody seems to know where you go. And what does it mean? Oh, is it a dream?

Bright eyes, Burning like fire. Bright eyes, How can you close and fail? How can the light that burned so brightly Suddenly burn so pale? Bright eyes.

Is it a kind of shadow, Reaching into the night, Wandering over the hills unseen? Or is it a dream?

There's a high wind in the trees, A cold sound in the air. And nobody ever knows when you go. And where do you start, Oh, into the dark?

Bright eyes, Burning like fire. Bright eyes, How can you close and fail? How can the light that burned so brightly Suddenly burn so pale? Bright eyes.

Morte et dabo
Morte et dabo

So he came forth and said onto me
Son, you are forsaken
Condemned for the sins that you live
I offer you forgiveness

So he came forth and said onto me
Son, you are forsaken
Condemned for the sins that you live
I offer you forgiveness

Bow down before me
Bow down before me

I will never bow to he who claims to be divine
I’ll tear down your gates with my bare fucking hands
And burn the world that you rule over
No matter how convinced you are
You’re not a god of mine
You're not a god of mine

I never believed in you
From what I see it was justified
I never believed in you
In you

This power over the masses is a gift you don’t deserve
When your blo.od spills, we’ll drink from your skull
You can run, you can hide

Bitch
I’ll fucking find you
I’ll tear your eyes out of your self-righteous face
Lord
I’ll fucking find you
I’ll tear your tongue out of your rancid fucking mouth

Heaven will burn to the fucking ground
Your world will crumble and fall from the skies
Blood will spill and rain upon the earth
Your reign is over, and I’ll wear your crown

This is your demise
I know you feel it in your chest
This is your demise
It’s getting closer
This is your demise
I’m creeping from the depths of hell
This is your demise
I know where you sle.ep

I never believed in you
From what I can see it was justified
I never believed in you
In you

What a way to end the world
With false hope in a false god
What a way to end the world
With false hope in you

What a way to end the world
With false hope in a false god
What a way to end the world
With false hope in you

Well I'm a runnin' down the road
Tryin' to loosen my load
I've got seven women on my mind
Four that wanna own me
Two that wanna stone me
One says she's a friend of mine

Take it easy, take it easy
Don't let the sound of your own wheels
Drive you crazy
Lighten up while you still can
Don't even try to understand
Just find a place to make your stand
And take it easy

Well, I'm a standin' on a corner
In Winslow, Arizona
Such a fine sight to see
It's a girl my Lord
in a flat-bed Ford
Slowin' down to take a look at me

Come on, baby, don't say maybe
I gotta know if your sweet love
Is gonna save me
We may lose and we may win
Though we will never be here again
So open up I'm climbin' in
So take it easy

Well, I'm a runnin' down the road
Tryin' to loosen my load
Got a world of trouble on my mind
Lookin' for a lover
Who won't blow my cover
She's so hard to find

Take it easy, take it easy
Don't let the sound of your own wheels
Make you crazy
Come on baby, don't say maybe
I gotta know if your sweet love
Is gonna save me

Oh we got it easy
We oughta take it easy

We skipped the light fandango
Turned cartwheels 'cross the floor
I was feeling kinda seasick
But the crowd called out for more
The room was humming harder
As the ceiling flew away
When we called out for another drink
And the waiter brought a tray

Loneliness is the cloak you wear
A deep shade of blue is always there
The sun ain't gonna shine anymore
The moon ain't gonna rise in the sky
The tears are always clouding your eyes
When you're without love, baby

Ok, Ill try to use only one phrase and you guess the songs.

1.
If I chose to duell the dead Id surely loose
so I took the glass and threw the shot into my throat
2.
What I want I take, what I don't I break
And I don't want you
With a flick of my knife, I can change your life
There's nothing you can do
3.
Oh and checking everything is in place,
You never know whos lookin on,
The perfect body with a perfectface - uh huh

Mr. Mojo Risin'

From the big big big big smoke to the big big big big apple, Whether you drink drink drink drink coke or sip sip sip sip Snapple, From the Capital to capital I'm trying to get that capital, Until my name's up in bright lights and capitals, In the big big big big city, it's a bit bit bit bit crazy, Where babies are having babies that grow up and rob old ladies, I've been on the hustle daily trying to get rap to pay me, Cause working in gap or Sainsbury's ain't gunna get that Mercedes Born in the eighties in London but African raised, And I've dreamed of packing those raves since back in the days, it's dreams, In the classroom banging on tables till the teacher says, Derek sit back and behave It seems in my 22 years so much has happened But I'm still progressing, bank balance going up per annum, But when you're doing rapping Charlie, seems to take a shooting or stabbing to go platinum Charlie, I ain't gunna let that happen Charlie.