Adam Ant - Alien

Artist: Adam Ant
Music Album: Wonderful
(Music Song Lyrics):
Adam ant/marco pirroni/boz boorer

Great when you call us
Thank you for staying with us
We missed you all so desperately
But don't blink or you'll miss me

On a street like this as it were
From the thick of jerusalem
Is what makes you love old england
The roots of freedom are here

Say what you will about the alien
Just dig in and start with the sky
He is welcome and ever may be so
And then somehow everything seems
To come out right
So let's hear it for
Let's hear it for
Let's hear it for
The alien

You're such a killer
But oh just you trade that in
For tea and jammie dodgers
Down the prospect and sing
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Adam Ant Alien

Myriads - Dreams Of Reality

Artist: Myriads
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
My impressions, my memories,
like a spirit's biology
Feeling the silent breeze through the branches,
caressing my dreams peacefully in harmony
Sensitive signs entangle my mind

[Chorus:]
An alien activity
Myriads of atoms converging to cells
creating my memories,
this cosmos of chaos in me

My inner slumber, streams of reflections,
veils of impressions, misty diffusion
Transparent visions, the center of me

[Chorus:]
The alien activity
Myriads of atoms converging to cells
creating my memories,
this cosmos of chaos in me

The freezing winds in your mind
stir up your sense of time
Like the dark quakes from below
ruin your self-control

Whisperings from me
shimmering, I am like an asp-tree
shaking in the wind
which carry my leaves

Your reality is shaped by your dreams
What is confusing me? I am losing control
Awakened surreality affects your fantasy
I am awake with my fantasies
Entwine in unity, strengthening your belief
Far away from nature's true activities
All-embracing chemistry
I have dreams of reality

River of visions hidden by my body,
opens this flowing, unlimited dimension of mine
Reality of memories

[Chorus:]
This alien activity
Myriads of atoms converging to cells
creating my memories,
this cosmos of chaos in me

This unknown activity of yours
Consists of atoms converging to cells
They create your memories
They build a chaos of cosmos in you
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Myriads Dreams Of Reality

Bis: Young Alien Types

Artist: Bis
Music Album: Social Dancing
(Music Song Lyrics):
Your every action is a positive action
And being on the outside is just part of the attraction
I won't stop screaming even if the doors open for aliens
I won't apologise 'cos the way to creation is always destruction

We're the ones who feel insane
We're the ones who won't desert you
There's nothing sacred in our name
All for one we are young aliens

Are you a young alien, do you feel like you're on your own?
We are the young aliens, we move through computer and phone
I won't stop screaming even if the doors open for aliens
I won't apologise 'cos the way to creation is always destruction

We are young aliens
They think we don't exist
But can we count on you
To add to our list
Just keep the secret
You're gonna need it

I don't want to spend my life pretending
Pretending i'm you

Bizkit Limp: Fast Way

Artist: Bizkit Limp
Music Album: Chocolate Starfish And A Hot-Dog Flavoured Water
(Music Song Lyrics):
You are my favourite mutha f-cker
I told you, didn't I?

Trauma makes the world go around.
Does anybody got a problom with that?
My buisness is my buisness
whos gulty can I get a witness.
First things first
the chocolate starfish is my man Fred Durst
acces Holywood life since the kill
a redneck f-cker from Jacksson ville.
Bringin on the dump star funk
a microfone (mashettis?)
In the pack of my trunk rockin so steady
with the he says she says
and don't forget about the starfish navagation system.
Don't hate me I'm just an Alien
with 37 tons of new millenium
Dum didi dum where's that coming from
Miss Aguilera come an get some
Oh no wich way to go
to the dance flo, (in super stereo?)
Have you no mind
I've seen the fight club
about twenty eight times

And I'm a ceep my pants (saggin?)
Ceep a skateboard a spraycan for the taggin
and I'm a ceep a lot o girls ( from my pin vagget)
Cause I don't give a f-ck, livin life in the Fast way

I'm just a crazy mutha f-cka
living it up, not giving a f-ck
living life in the fast way

Another crazy mutha f-cka
living it up, not giving a f-ck
In the fast way

Take two
now whos the starsucka
I'm the starfish
you sily mutha f-cka
puff puff give
the marijuana cig
Oops! I don't even smoke
but I love the way it smells
Heres a toast to the females
( who suck a mom champane) from a seashell
I take a (Gallafid?)
and pop his ass like a sid
with the starfish navagation system
No cheap thrills baby
fill the briefcase
with three dollar bills
I'm just an ordinary run at the mail
fella, spitting out halla mike skills

And I'm a ceep my pants (saggin?)
Ceep a skateboard a spraycan for the taggin
and I'm a ceep a lot o girls ( from my pin vagget)
Cause I don't give a f-ck, livin life in the Fast way

I'm just a crazy mutha f-cka
living it up, not giving a f-ck
living life in the fast way

Another crazy mutha f-cka
living it up, not giving a f-ck
In the fast way

Cus it's so easy, to tell a lie
and it's so easy, to runnin high
but it's not easy, to be alive
So don't be wasting non o my time

It (swallows?) like a cage
and I don't think its fair
and I don't even think
that anybody cares
It'll leave a hole, what!
down inside of me, what!
and It'll leave a scar, what!
can anybody see, what!
That we gotta get it out
gotta get it out
We gotta get it oout
gotta get it out
We gotta get it oout
gotta get it out
And I'm a get it out

With the mutha f-ckin microfone
rockin in my soul
I'ma reall getting wiped
and outa control
I'm a keep it alive
and continue to beat
Fly like an eagle to my destiny

So can you fill me?
Hell yeah!
Can you fill me?
Hell yeah!
Can you fill me?
Hell yeah!
If you fill me mutha f-cka then you say!
Hell yeah!
Then you say
Hell yeah!
Then you say hell yeah I'm living life in the fast way.

Cus it's so easy, to tell a lie
and it's so easy, to runnin high
but it's not easy, to be alive
So don't be wasting non o my time

Yeah bring it on!

I'm just a crazy mutha f-cka
living it up, not giving a f-ck
living life in the fast way

Another crazy mutha f-cka
living it up, not giving a f-ck
In the fast way

Hip Tragically - Emporer Penguin

Artist: Hip Tragically
Music Album: Phantom Power
(Music Song Lyrics):
I like the tone of your trumpet
c'mon let's spill some paint
let's raise a glass of milk to the end of another day
and to the kiss that's still intangible
the kids are alright just unmanageable
they won't do a damn thing you say

Your voice is all detached on a radio wave breeze
we have another caller with a bachelor degree
talkin alien invasion is the only chance for unity
well sorry to interrupt you caller
but that's a physical impossibility

You'd be tossed up or washed up
the narrator relates
in a spartan antarctican walk for many days
meet with Emperor Penguin devotion to the egg
and their women are swimming from half an ocean away

Don't sound so detached this is you and me
just give me your opinion before you turn to leave
but your crust is just incredible
the radio was edible
when you said don't wipe your asses with your sleeve
you're a physical impossibility
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BENZINO - Figadoh Remixfeat. Busta Rhymes, M.O.P.

Artist: BENZINO
Music Album: Miscellaneous
(Music Song Lyrics):
[Intro]
Get money, get that dough
Get money, get that dough
Get money, get that dough
What, what, get that dough
Get that dough, get that dough
Get that dough, get that dough
Get that dough, Figadoh

[Busta Rhymes]
Ray Benzino.. Hangmen 3..
Bus-a-Bus.. M.O.P...
What the f-ck?
Let's give it to ya
Yeah, what the f-ck y'all want? (Ha ha ha)
What the f-ck y'all want? (Ha ha ha)
What the f-ck y'all want? (Ha ha ha)
Come on (Ha ha ha)

[Busta Rhymes]
Guess who's comin through right now, bitch?
To smack you with the force to kill a f-cking cow, bitch
Hunh, I told you not to f-ck around, bitch
Foul nigga, that's the way we gettin down, bitch
You shook faggot, I'ma keep you motherf-ckers shaking
And run around just like a crazy big foot Jamaican
See there's no mistaking, see you can never replace me, nigga
They think you alien, whippin shit like a hated nigga
I wonder, wise guy trife and said to me
What we be on and that we would have a recipe
Talk, what they talkin bout rude boy?
Some gully niggas up in the place, we comin through, boy
The news be tryin and run go report niggas
The way they do when immigration trt to deport niggas
Ray Benzino, Bus-a-Bus and M.O.P.
Just for the record - none of you niggas can f-ck with me!

[Chorus 2x w/ Busta Rhymes ad libs]
Figadoh
Doooooooooough
Fi-ga-doh, Figa-da-doh!
Fi-ga-doh, Figa-da-doh!
You know me, Figada-figada-figada
Get that dough, Figada-doh

[Benzino]
Me and Bus-a-Bus breakin bread dough town
f-ck a bus - we private jet Motown
Boston streets.. where I put my flow down
Hold up, you shakin it fast, bitch slow down
Blaze shots for the gangster in me
You scared to carry heat, don't hang with me (Motherf-cker)
Big guns, no thang to me
Top three is what I aim to be
Hunh, and what I rep.. mainly 3
Ain't no muthaf-cka spittin flames like me
Original gon come, brew it up
M.O.P. gon come, to rip it up
When I reach, it ain't to greet you
f-ck your people, motherf-cker pleased to meet you
B-E-N-Z-I-N-O...
This the remix, Figadoh, bitch!

[Chorus]

[Lil' Fame]
(Bom bom bom) F-I-Z-Z-Y dub O
Mack (Bingfield, B.K.) Oh!
Bring bitch out of the bubbs warrior style
Throwing bricks, bottles and slugs (Get it on son!)
I spit 8 bars and smack the f-ck out the engineer before the songs done
Just to make this shit more hotter
So tighten up your training wheels bitch...
Cause your f-cking with a scholar

[Billy Danze]
With this I step lively, talking to myself cause I'm mad
With a mack 10 to spin - back up nigga! (Back up nigga!)
Watch out nigga.. (Watch out nigga!)
I'm coming, mojo smokin, I ain't jokin faggot, I'm gunnin
I ain't hear nothin, start runnin
Why you suprised, you a f-cking with a man who got.. (Fire!)
With sides will.. (Fire!)
Any nigga that want it, any nigga that front it, I pump one in his stomach

[Chorus]
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Myriads - Spheres Without Time

Artist: Myriads
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
As we are heading forwards, our footsteps
are treading in old paths of glory
to be seen and redeemed
What I am, this dimension of mine
has no time, I am the dreams of the universe

[Chorus:]
Heavenly, immortally the dreams do flow in circles
carried by the stars beyond
In my elusive dreams I am torn apart
I am forever vanquished
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
Cold, dead and pale, eyes dry and veiled
Souls burnt and vanished, feeding the ground
Infusing a bride, giving birth to life

As landscapes change and erupt, we will
flower, glow and wither
repeatedly, cosmic ideas
I am gliding like a sphere over you, pouring
out the cosmic fantasy, which is eternalized

[Chorus:]

Your life is but an empty shell without understanding
I try to realize what makes the glory of myself
Filled by blood, veins of life soon all turned to dust
Hunting at the shadows from an alien rival

The pulse of life, the time of mine
Melts in the storm of this unchangeable world
My dreams will die in spheres without time

Without time, my dreams are hopeless, what am I
without any paths or landscapes
to explore, I will perish
Heavenly immortallity - to dissolve and
travel up to this hidden dimension

[Chorus:]
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Benzino - Figadoh Remix

Artist: Benzino
Music Album: Miscellaneous
(Music Song Lyrics):
(feat. Busta Rhymes, M.O.P.)

[Intro]
Get money, get that dough
Get money, get that dough
Get money, get that dough
What, what, get that dough
Get that dough, get that dough
Get that dough, get that dough
Get that dough, Figadoh

[Busta Rhymes]
Ray Benzino.. Hangmen 3..
Bus-a-Bus.. M.O.P...
What the f-ck?
Let's give it to ya
Yeah, what the f-ck y'all want? (Ha ha ha)
What the f-ck y'all want? (Ha ha ha)
What the f-ck y'all want? (Ha ha ha)
Come on (Ha ha ha)

[Busta Rhymes]
Guess who's comin through right now, bitch?
To smack you with the force to kill a f-cking cow, bitch
Hunh, I told you not to f-ck around, bitch
Foul nigga, that's the way we gettin down, bitch
You shook faggot, I'ma keep you motherf-ckers shaking
And run around just like a crazy big foot Jamaican
See there's no mistaking, see you can never replace me, nigga
They think you alien, whippin shit like a hated nigga
I wonder, wise guy trife and said to me
What we be on and that we would have a recipe
Talk, what they talkin bout rude boy?
Some gully niggas up in the place, we comin through, boy
The news be tryin and run go report niggas
The way they do when immigration trt to deport niggas
Ray Benzino, Bus-a-Bus and M.O.P.
Just for the record - none of you niggas can f-ck with me!

[Chorus 2x w/ Busta Rhymes ad libs]
Figadoh
Doooooooooough
Fi-ga-doh, Figa-da-doh!
Fi-ga-doh, Figa-da-doh!
You know me, Figada-figada-figada
Get that dough, Figada-doh

[Benzino]
Me and Bus-a-Bus breakin bread dough town
f-ck a bus - we private jet Motown
Boston streets.. where I put my flow down
Hold up, you shakin it fast, bitch slow down
Blaze shots for the gangster in me
You scared to carry heat, don't hang with me (Motherf-cker)
Big guns, no thang to me
Top three is what I aim to be
Hunh, and what I rep.. mainly 3
Ain't no muthaf-cka spittin flames like me
Original gon come, brew it up
M.O.P. gon come, to rip it up
When I reach, it ain't to greet you
f-ck your people, motherf-cker pleased to meet you
B-E-N-Z-I-N-O...
This the remix, Figadoh, bitch!

[Chorus]

[Lil' Fame]
(Bom bom bom) F-I-Z-Z-Y dub O
Mack (Bingfield, B.K.) Oh!
Bring bitch out of the bubbs warrior style
Throwing bricks, bottles and slugs (Get it on son!)
I spit 8 bars and smack the f-ck out the engineer before the songs done
Just to make this shit more hotter
So tighten up your training wheels bitch...
Cause your f-cking with a scholar

[Billy Danze]
With this I step lively, talking to myself cause I'm mad
With a mack 10 to spin - back up nigga! (Back up nigga!)
Watch out nigga.. (Watch out nigga!)
I'm coming, mojo smokin, I ain't jokin faggot, I'm gunnin
I ain't hear nothin, start runnin
Why you suprised, you a f-cking with a man who got.. (Fire!)
With sides will.. (Fire!)
Any nigga that want it, any nigga that front it, I pump one in his stomach

[Chorus]
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Myriads - The Sanctum Of My Soul

Artist: Myriads
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
Now I feel my mind is in a fever,
infected with diseases from an alien source

[Chorus]
What is consciousness?
A portrait of your self?
Can mind exist alone
and leave all material boundaries?

Recognize the substance that surrounds me
Locked in an embrace that is not really me

[Chorus]

Soul, feelings, body

Endless, perceived, limited

Imagine your body departed from your soul,
still you have control of your thoughts
Don't need any sense perceptions,
impressions based on rationality

Can you exceed time and space?

I see my thoughts are enemies
Viewing my mind from inside of me

[Chorus]

When every elemental part of my mind
is reacting slower, I retreat inside
Disregarding all space and time
My integrity is clarified
Changing my condition
I depart from my consciousness
In this atmosphere
the anxieties are less
I am drawing nearer
the sanctum of my soul
Inside me
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