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"#WhatALoadOfBollox" Brilliant... | |||
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"I'm your mama, I'm your daddy, I'm that nigga in the alley. I'm your doctor when in need. Want some ? Have some . You know me, I'm your friend, Your main boy, thick and thin. I'm your pusherman. Ain't I clean, bad machine Super cool, super mean Dealin' good, for The Man. Superfly, here I stand. Secret stash, heavy bread, Baddest bitches in the bed, I'm your pusherman Silent life of crime A man of odd circumstance, A victim of ghetto demands. Feed me money for style And I'll let you trip for a while. Insecure from the past, How long can a good thing last? No, no, no Got to be mellow, y'all Got to get mellow, now Pusherman gettin' mellow, y'all..." Loves a bit of Curtis | |||
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" Sign in Proud Mary Creedence Clearwater Revival Buy for £0.99 Subscribe Left a good job in the city Workin' for the man ev'ry night and day And I never lost one minute of sleepin' Worryin' 'bout the way things might have been Big wheel keep on turnin' Proud Mary keep on burnin' Rollin', rollin', rollin' on the river Cleaned a lot of plates in Memphis Pumped a lot of pane down in New Orleans But I never saw the good side of the city 'Til I hitched a ride on a river boat queen Big wheel keep on turnin' Proud Mary keep on burnin' Rollin', rollin', rollin' on the river Rollin', rollin', rollin' on the river If you come down to the river Bet you gonna find some people who live You don't have to worry 'cause you have [if you got] no money People on the river are happy to give Big wheel keep on turnin' Proud Mary keep on burnin' Rollin', rollin', rollin' on the river Rollin', rollin', rollin' on the river Rollin', rollin', rollin' on the river Rollin', rollin', rollin' on the river Rollin', rollin', rollin' on the river " Odd opening lyrics. I mustn't have heard that version before | |||
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""Perhaps we had better start at the beginning...." We all go down for the sacrificial moment Crucifixion nails stain the bed of the holy. Space thing blues diamond studded - sugar coated Well, I am hell a miracle overloading Turn me on yeah Electric head - all over Turn me on yeah Electric head - all over We all go down for the God of the moment Super demon seed running wild and below and Head trip news turn a trick to the flow and Sugarland Express what you know and Get inside get in there Evil in your eyes baby I don't care Get inside get in there See the flesh falling everywhere Get inside get in there Evil in your eyes baby I don't care Get inside get in there See the flesh falling everywhere We all go down for a piece of the moment Watch another burn to the death to the core And the roadshow thrills pack the freaks and the phonies Sing: now is now, yeah! All I ever wanted " No part 2???? I'll take over from here so - I just said, "Up yours baby" Strip down core violate and paralyze Flood my soul a coffee dreg - supersize Slung low like a whore - yeah Devil want some more - yeah Cupid bought a gun - he gonna blow the fucker Yeah - I want it Yeah - I need it Yeah - I love it Yeah - Electric Head In your head In your head - in you! Breakneck speed get a violent spinal cracking Back down to the chrome and feel the death wish attacking Hubcaps on your eyes - yeah Cannot sympathize - yeah A fistful of hair and a splinter in the mind Yeah - I want it Yeah - I need it Yeah - I love it Yeah - Electric Head In your head In your head - in you! Too far gone see the freak apologize Flood my soul a coffee dreg - supersize Slung low like a whore - yeah Devil want some more - yeah Cupid bought a gun - he gonna blow the fucker Yeah - I want it Yeah - I need it Yeah - I love it Yeah - Electric Head In your head In your head - in you! | |||
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""Perhaps we had better start at the beginning...." We all go down for the sacrificial moment Crucifixion nails stain the bed of the holy. Space thing blues diamond studded - sugar coated Well, I am hell a miracle overloading Turn me on yeah Electric head - all over Turn me on yeah Electric head - all over We all go down for the God of the moment Super demon seed running wild and below and Head trip news turn a trick to the flow and Sugarland Express what you know and Get inside get in there Evil in your eyes baby I don't care Get inside get in there See the flesh falling everywhere Get inside get in there Evil in your eyes baby I don't care Get inside get in there See the flesh falling everywhere We all go down for a piece of the moment Watch another burn to the death to the core And the roadshow thrills pack the freaks and the phonies Sing: now is now, yeah! All I ever wanted No part 2???? I'll take over from here so - I just said, "Up yours baby" Strip down core violate and paralyze Flood my soul a coffee dreg - supersize Slung low like a whore - yeah Devil want some more - yeah Cupid bought a gun - he gonna blow the fucker Yeah - I want it Yeah - I need it Yeah - I love it Yeah - Electric Head In your head In your head - in you! Breakneck speed get a violent spinal cracking Back down to the chrome and feel the death wish attacking Hubcaps on your eyes - yeah Cannot sympathize - yeah A fistful of hair and a splinter in the mind Yeah - I want it Yeah - I need it Yeah - I love it Yeah - Electric Head In your head In your head - in you! Too far gone see the freak apologize Flood my soul a coffee dreg - supersize Slung low like a whore - yeah Devil want some more - yeah Cupid bought a gun - he gonna blow the fucker Yeah - I want it Yeah - I need it Yeah - I love it Yeah - Electric Head In your head In your head - in you!" Niiiiiiiiiice | |||
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".. Like a bat out of hell I'll be gone when the morning comes. When the night is over Like a bat out of hell I'll be gone-gone-gone. Like a bat out of hell I'll be gone when the morning comes. But when the day is done, and the sun goes down, And the moonlight's shining through, Then like a sinner before the gates of heaven, I'll come crawling on back to you (us)... Fare thee well Wilhelm. " Awwww very apt Madame B | |||
".. Like a bat out of hell I'll be gone when the morning comes. When the night is over Like a bat out of hell I'll be gone-gone-gone. Like a bat out of hell I'll be gone when the morning comes. But when the day is done, and the sun goes down, And the moonlight's shining through, Then like a sinner before the gates of heaven, I'll come crawling on back to you (us)... Fare thee well Wilhelm. Awwww very apt Madame B" Ah, maybe when the dust settles he'll come back & pollute my lyric thread with his zombie flesh eating death lyrics again. & he owes me a Latté... | |||
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"Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans, Way back up in the woods among the evergreens There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood, Where lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode Who never ever learned to read or write so well, But he could play a guitar just like a ringing a bell. Go Go Go, Johnny, go, go Go, Johnny, go, go Go, Johnny, go, go Go, Johnny, go, go Johnny B. Goode... R.i p. Chuck." Ugh no!! oh my word, id no idea till i saw this!! Brilliant man with a brilliant mind. RIP Chuck Berry xxx | |||
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"I've been going out with a girl, her name is Julie But last night she said to me, when we were watching telly (This is what she said) She said listen John, I love you But there's this bloke, I fancy I don't want to two time you, so it's the end for you and me Who's this bloke I asked her Goooooordon, she replied Not THAT puff, I said dismayed Yes but he's no puff she cried (He's more of a man than you'll ever be) Here we go, two three four I was so upset that I cried, all the way to the chip shop When I came out there was Gordon, standing at the bus stop (And guess who was with him? Yeah, Julie, and they were both laughing at me) Oh, she is cruel and heartless to pack me for Gordon Just cos he's better looking than me Just cos he's cool and trendy But I know he's a moron, Gordon is a moron Gordon is a moron, Gordon is a moron Here we go, two three four Oh she's a slag and he's a creep She's a tart, he's very cheap She is a slut, he thinks he's tough She is a bitch, he is a puff Yeah yeah, it's not fair Yeah yeah, it's not fair (I'm so upset) I'm so upset, I'm so upset, yeah yeah (I ought to smash his face in.) (Yeah, but he's bigger than me. In't he?) (I know, I'll get my mate Barry to hit him. He'd flatten him) (Yeah but Barry's a mate of Gordon's in'e?) (Oh well, I don't care) I don't care I don't care Cause she's a slag and he's a creep she's a tart, he's very cheap she is a slut, he thinks he's tough...... Bring back jilted John... Gordon was a moron " | |||
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"I've been looking so long at these pictures of you That I almost believe that they're real I've been living so long with my pictures of you That I almost believe that the pictures are All I can feel Remembering You standing quiet in the rain As I ran to your heart to be near And we kissed as the sky fell in Holding you close How I always held close in your fear Remembering You running soft through the night You were bigger and brighter and whiter than snow And screamed at the make-believe Screamed at the sky And you finally found all your courage To let it all go Remembering You fallen into my arms Crying for the death of your heart You were stone white So delicate Lost in the cold You were always so lost in the dark Remembering You how you used to be Slow drowned You were angels So much more than everything Hold for the last time then slip away quietly Open my eyes But I never see anything If only I'd thought of the right words I could have held on to your heart If only I'd thought of the right words I wouldn't be breaking apart All my pictures of you Looking so long at these pictures of you But I never hold on to your heart Looking so long for the words to be true But always just breaking apart My pictures of you There was nothing in the world That I ever wanted more Than to feel you deep in my heart There was nothing in the world That I ever wanted more Than to never feel the breaking apart All my pictures of you" One of my favourite songs ever | |||
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""If all the children of the world held each others hands, they'll be giving off such a strength that all the walls of hate, war, and racism will fall down Children know, understand, and believe, that there will be more and more, love and peace, for eternity, love and peace, for everybody" Robert Miles - Children R.I.P. Left this world where every DJ should, Ibiza. " Hear hear. | |||
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"More than a feeling Oh hear that ol song babe more than a feeling... I'll do better tomorrow" I heard it sugar. *Picks mic up ...It's more than a feeling, when I hear that old song they used to play (more than a feeling) I begin dreaming (more than a feeling) 'Till I see Marianne walk away I see my Marianne walkin' away When I'm tired and thinking cold I hide in my music, forget the day And dream of a girl I used to know I closed my eyes and she slipped away She slipped away It's more than a feeling, when I hear that old song they used to play (more than a feeling) I begin dreaming (more than a feeling) 'Till I see Marianne walk away. *hands Geordie an air guitar | |||
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"For the day that's in it, 32 years gone " | |||
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