Electric Light Orchestra - Mister Kingdom

Artist: Electric Light Orchestra
Music Album: Eldorado
(Music Song Lyrics):
Daylight comes to those who live
But those who die, they never see the sun come
Shining through their window pane
They pass away

Silly girl to be a fool
You didn't play the golden rule
'Cause once you're through with one world
There's another waiting there

CHORUS
Help me, such a lonely soul
In dreams
To leave behind the world
Mr. Kingdom, help me please
To find the rainbow's end

Looking from this empty room
The corridors of endless gloom
Go crawling through the night
To meet the dawn that's on its way

Oh, to sleep, per-chance to dream
To live again those joyous scenes
The laughter and the follies
That are locked inside my head

CHORUS

I can dream of flying high
Above the city's cares and never be afraid of anyone
'Cause there ain't no one there

CHORUS
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Carl Perkins - Tennesee

Artist: Carl Perkins
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
Now there are folks who like to brag about where they came from
But when they start that stuff I let 'em be
But it makes me feel like I wanna brag some
To know that I come from the state of Tennessee

Let's give old Tennessee credit for music
As they play it up in Nashville everyday
Let's give old Tennessee credit for music
As they play it in that old Hillbilly way

Mister Red Foley came from Kentucky
Now, Ernest Tubb down in Texas, don't you see
But if all you folks out there can remember
Mister Eddy Arnold came from Tennessee

Let's give old Tennessee credit for music
As they play it up in Nashville everyday
Let's give old Tennessee credit for music
As they play it in that old hillbilly way

They make bombs they say, that can blow up our world, dear
Well a country boy like me, I will agree
But if all you folks out there can remember
They made the first atomic bomb in Tennessee

Let's give old Tennessee credit for music
As they play it up in Nashville everyday
Let's give old Tennessee credit for music
As they play it in that old hillbilly way

Let's give old Tennessee credit for music
As they play it up in Nashville everyday
Let's give old Tennessee credit for music
As they play it in that old hillbilly way
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Arrogant Worms, The - Car Full Of Pain

Artist: Arrogant Worms, The
Music Album: The Arrogant Worms
(Music Song Lyrics):
I bought me an auto, an '81 ford escort wagon
Now the fan it be broke and the tail-pipe it be draggin'
I feel like a schlemiel, my mechanic's fit for hangin'
I got to go to rust check , 'bout the price i'll be hagglin'
I can't drive it home because the muffler it be saggin'
Got a car full of pain

Satan's is my engine, beelzebub's in my trunk
Mephistopheles' at the wheel because i'm too gosh darn drunk
Baal's my passenger and lucifer's beside him
A demon's in the coolant, i got bats in the transmission
This escort needs an exorcism, pan is to blame
Got a car full of pain

I put a tiger in my tank, i let a champ spark my gas
Now i got's a demon in the hood, a pain in the ass
I think the seats are broken (oh, no)
Okay play us some blues on that harp
Blind lemon trevor!
[insert trevor's cool harmonica solo here]

Please, please mister, take your blessed wrench
Cast out this demon horde and replace the brimstone stench
With the smell of gasoline, a heavenly muffled roar
I'll worship you oh speedy man, mister goodwrench even more
Let it run, let it run, let it run, oh god, let it run

And now it purrs just like a kitten, it roars just like a lion (roar!? what?)
I purrs just like a temple golden carved by the mayans
Here comes the mechanic, oh no, how much?
Four hundred bucks, you piece of slime, you smell and you suck
Your father was a jackal, your mom's his sister's bitch
Got a car full of pain

Yeah i got a car full of pain
I got a car full of pain
I got a car full of pain
Got a car full of pain
I got a car full of pain
I got a car full of pain
Car full of, car full of, car full of pain
Hey
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Adam Ant - 1969 Again

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

Well hello matey
What have you done for me lately?
Yeah
Are you paying my rent?
Are you my best friend?
You can't beat our meat
So you better shut your pipehole

Mister are you listening?
To the bingy bingy bingy bingy bongy children
Do you feel good?
Do you feel the shame?
Or is it 1969 again?

Oh how you make me
Wish i was a baby
Yeah
When you're playing miss swish
Knickers on we're british
You're my agony nanny
With your big towel protection

God made the little fishes
And god he made the seven seas
God makes us pay for our sins
That's why he gave us
The bingly bongly children
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Bizkit Limp: Clunk

Artist: Bizkit Limp
Music Album: Three Dollar Bill, Yall
(Music Song Lyrics):
Clunk [7x]

DJ Lethal.

Hey mister, elevate that mind into a blister.
You might need to rest up, I'll pump that chest up
Because that mental is fadin'
Ego, you over played it.
Hey buster, ya' just can't be trusted
Tha' drama, your mama musta really been disgusted.
But ya' got no clue always screamin' everybody owes you
Well kid, I never did
And never will.

It's gone too far.
It's gone too far, end it soon.
I never did.
Well I never did, kid.
It's gone too far.

Broken' punks when bringin' on tha' funkin'
Knowin' you man, your probably not thinkin'
Caught ya' lip-sincin'
Lyricals flyin' over that head you'll be cryin'
Lyin' in your death bed, now your just a reject (reject)
Ya put your fate on Micky D's just to gain a little respect
But ya' got no clue, always screamin' everybody owes you.
Well kid, I never did
And never will.

It's gone too far.
Well it's gone way too far, boy.
I never did.
It's gone too far.

You need to drop that freakin' ego before ya' crash.
Before tha' headlights are simply glarin' in your eyes and your goin' down.
What's tha' matter with tha' life that your leadin'?
When your bleedin', everyone's thinkin' how much they hate you.
It's not too late, dude. Just that time for you to zip up that grill.
Take a deep breath. Look around. Ain't nobody left, just tha' target. Bullseye.
Still you walk around like a clown in a forcefield.
See I'm not crazy. You're tha' one who's crazy.
Institution. Bound to be the only way that we can even solve this.
I've had about as much as I can take, so do yourself a favor.

It's been built up for so long.
And I just wanna get it out!
And I just wanna get it out!!

Clunk!

There's certainly some distortion in there. What?
Certainly some distortion in there.
I can't hear you, I've got distortion in my ear.
A thought just came to me while watching you and the guys play that.
Um, the distortion feels the sound. It's like anguish or frustration.
Like trying to thread, a needle with.. with.... thread.
And you keep trying. (Can you thread a nee.. a needle with a piece of wood?)
And I wonder, I wonder if that's what happened when the kids were getting the guitars
They were trying so hard, they wanted to play like their favorite singer
They just couldn't bring it off, so they turned it up louder just to..
Because even your face got red, and, and the expression on your face was that of, of
Sheer frustration, or anger, or just... what do you feel when you play this distortion on there?
Um, what I feel when I play distortion like that is, I'm faking that anger
Letting it all out, ya' know. There's no reservations or politness.
I'm no longer trying to please anyone, I'm trying to please me. Trying to get myself off.
That's a form of honosty, isn't it?
I suppose

Keith Whitley - When You Say Nothin At All

Artist: Keith Whitley
Music Album: Miscellaneous
(Music Song Lyrics):
It's amazing how you can speak right to my heart
Without saying a word you can light up the dark
Try as I may I could never explain
What I hear when you don't say a thing

CHORUS
The smile on your face lets me know that you need me
There's a truth in your eyes saying you'll never leave me
A touch of your hand says you'll catch me if ever I fall
Now you say it best, when you say nothing at all

All day long I can hear people talking out loud
But when you hold me near you drown out the crowd
Old Mister Webster could never define
What's being said between your heart and mine

Chorus
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Biz Markie: And I Rock

Artist: Biz Markie
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
* ".." are Biz Markie voice samples, cut and scratched by DJ Premier

[Verse 1: Biz Markie]
"Just here to let you know"
This is Primo
"Just here to let you know"
My man Black Indian
"Just here to let you know"
I can't forget Makigo
"Just here to let you know"
From U.S.A. to Japan

On the week days I be in school
Be in school learnin, the golden rule
I wake up in the morning hangin' out my bed
I don't do a thing till my grace is said
And when it's said, I wipe my ass
And think off all the fly girls in my class
Pay off the don say it can't hurt
I pull on my Lee's and my blue sweat shirt
Walk around the corner seem to catch the bus
And if the bus ain't there I don't dare fuss
Just tell mama I'm Mister bust a day
And she take me to school in a white OJ
But when I get to the school and the bell ring
I don't even worry cause it ain't no thing
Walk in the room they say you're late for class
Teacher mark me late, I'm gonna kick his ass
You know the teachers is gonna listen to me
Cause I'm the diabolical the B-I-Z
And I Rock

"Just here to let you know" "B-I-Z M-A-R-K-I to the E"
"Just here to let you know" "B-I-Z M-A-R-K don't try to front"

[Verse 2: Black Indian]
Yo, now that's classic, I ain't worry about you bastards
I'm at home in my boxers watchin' Tom Warner classics
It's just a rhythym I kick, while I strangle out the beat
While you hear that kick, high drums and snares
Puttin you right here met ya chicken out in Brooklyn
When I hit that rare, air, you don't wanna see Black
When I get mad cause I come and Black axe, square Black maks
It's a real thing while I hold my hands on this microphone