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Mandy Moore – Have A Little Faith In Me

December 28th, 2011

When the road gets dark
And you can no longer see
Just let my love throw a spark
And have a little faith in me

And when the tears you cry
Are all you can believe
Just give these loving arms a try
And have a little faith in me
And

Have a little faith in me
Have a little faith in me
Have a little faith in me
Have a little faith in me

When your secret heart
Cannot speak so easily
Come here darlin’
From a whisper start
To have a little faith in me

And when your back’s against the wall
Just turn around and you will see
I will catch, I will catch your fall baby
Just have a little faith in me

Have a little faith in me
Have a little faith in me
Have a little faith in me
Have a little faith in me

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Mott The Hoople – All The Young Dudes

November 29th, 2011

Well Billy rapped all night about his suicide
How he kick it in the head when he was twenty-five
Speed jive don’t want to stay alive
When you’re twenty-five
And Wendy’s stealing clothes from Marks and Sparks
And Freedy’s got spots from ripping off the stars from his face
Funky little boat race
Television man is crazy saying we’re juvenile deliquent wrecks
Oh man I need TV when I got T Rex
Oh brother you guessed
I’m a dude dad
All the young dudes (Hey dudes)
Carry the news (Where are ya)
Boogaloo dudes (Stand up Come on)
Carry the news
All the young dudes (I want to hear you)
Carry the news (I want to see you)
Boogaloo dudes (And I want to talk to you all of you)
Carry the news

Now Lucy looks sweet cause he dresses like a queen
But he can kick like a mule it’s a real mean team
But we can love oh yes we can love
And my brother’s back at home with his Beatles and his Stones
We never got it off on that revolution stuff
What a drag too many snags
Now I’ve drunk a lot of wine and I’m feeling fine
Got to race some cat to bed
Oh is there concrete all around

Or is it in my head
Yeah
I’m a dude dad
All the young dudes (Hey dudes)
Carry the news (Where are ya)
Boogaloo dudes (Stand up)
Carry the news
All the young dudes (I want to hear ya)
Carry the news (I want to see you)
Boogaloo dudes (And I want to relate to you)
Carry the news
All the young dudes (What dudes)

Carry the news (Let’s hear the news come on)
Boogaloo dudes (I want to kick you)
Carry the news
All the young dudes (Hey you there with the glasses)
Carry the news (I want you)
Boogaloo dudes (I want you at the front)
Carry the news (Now you all his friends)
All the young dudes (Now you bring him down cause I want him)
Carry the news
Boogaloo dudes (I want him right here bring him come on)
Carry the news (Bring him here you go)
All the young dudes (I’ve wanted to do this for years)
Carry the news (There you go)
Boogaloo dudes (How do you feel)
Carry the news

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Mercy Me – Spoken For

October 31st, 2011

Take this world from me
I don’t need it anymore
I am finally free
My heart is spoken for

Oh and I praise you
Oh and I worship you…

Covered by your love divine
Child of the risen Lord
To hear you say “This one’s mine”
My heart is spoken for

Now I have a peace
I’ve never known before
I find myself complete
My heart is spoken for

Oh and I praise you
Oh and I worship you…

Covered by your love divine

Child of the risen Lord
To hear you say “This one’s mine”
My heart is spoken for

By the power of the cross
You’ve taken what was lost
And made it fully yours
And I have been redeemed
By you that spoke to me
Now I am spoken for

Covered by your love divine
Child of the risen Lord
To hear you say “This one’s mine”
My heart is spoken for
Covered by your love divine
Child of the risen Lord
To hear you say “This one’s mine”
My heart is spoken for

Take this world from me
Don’t need it anymore…

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Muse – Our Time Is Running Out

October 26th, 2011

I think I’m drowning
Asphyxiating
I wanna break the spell
That you’ve created

You’re something beautiful
A contradiction
I wanna play the game
I want the friction

You will be
The death of me
Yeah, you will be
The death of me

Bury it
I won’t let you bury it
I won’t let you smother it
I won’t let you murder it

Our time is running out
And our time is running out
You can’t push it underground
We can’t stop it screaming out

I wanted freedom
But I’m restricted
I tried to give you up
But I’m addicted

Now that you know I’m trapped
Sense of elation
You’ll never dream of breaking this fixation
You will squeeze the life out of me

Bury it
I won’t let you bury it
I won’t let you smother it
I won’t let you murder it

Our time is running out
And our time is running out
You can’t push it underground
We can’t stop it screaming out
How did it come to this

You will suck the life out of me

Bury it
I won’t let you bury it
I won’t let you smother it
I won’t let you murder it

Our time is running out
And our time is running out
You can’t push it underground
We can’t stop it screaming out

How did it come to this

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Master P – Basketball

September 17th, 2011

If you still love this game make some noise

They’re playing basketball
We love that basketball
They’re playing basketball
We love that basketball
They’re playing basketball
We love that basketball
They’re playing basketball
We love that basketball
They’re playing basketball
We love that basketball
They’re playing basketball
We love that basketball

Basketball is my favorite sport
I like the way they dribble up and down the court
Some ball players like the microphone
Charles Oakley and Charles Barkley like to break bones
Ron Mercer like to slam dunk straight to the hoop
Derek Ander’ love the alley oop
Allen Iverson like the pick and roll
But me myself, I like the give and go

They’re playing basketball
We love that basketball
They’re playing basketball

We love that basketball

Kevin Garnett jump out this world
Some say Sam Cassell look like Earl The Pearl
McGrady, Vince Carter are the very best
But Jason Williams, Ricky Davis don’t take no mess
See basketball has always been my thing
I like Kobe, Dennis Rodman and the three point kings
And number 34, the man of the hour
Shaquille O’Neal got the money and the power

They’re playing basketball
We love that basketball
They’re playing basketball
We love that basketball

Patrick Ewing, Spreewell on the same team
And Scottie Pippen’s rolling with the dream
Stoudamire meets Mark Berry
And what about Gary Payton, now that’s scary
Jalen Rose rolling with Reggie Miller
Malone and Stockton, two thrillers
Alonzo Mourning, some say he mean
But Tim Hardaway crossover be green

*Chorus till end*

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Metallica – St. Anger

September 16th, 2011

SAINT ANGER ‘ROUND MY NECK
SAINT ANGER ‘ROUND MY NECK
HE NEVER GETS RESPECT
SAINT ANGER ‘ROUND MY NECK

YOU FLUSH IT OUT, YOU FLUSH IT OUT
SAINT ANGER ‘ROUND MY NECK
YOU FLUSH IT OUT, YOU FLUSH IT OUT
HE NEVER GETS RESPECT

FUCK IT ALL AND NO REGRETS
I HIT THE LIGHTS ON THESE DARK SETS
I NEED A VOICE TO LET MYSELF
TO LET MYSELF GO FREE
FUCK IT ALL AND FUCKIN NO REGRETS
I HIT THE LIGHT ON THESE DARK SETS
MEDALLION NOOSE, I HANG MYSELF

SAINT ANGER ‘ROUND MY NECK

I FEEL MY WORLD SHAKE
LIKE AN EARTHQUAKE
IT’S HARD TO SEE CLEAR
IS IT ME? OR IS IT FEAR?

IM MADLY IN ANGER WITH YOU

AND I WANT MY ANGER TO BE HEALTHY
AND I WANT MY ANGER JUST FOR ME
AND I NEED MY ANGER NOT TO CONTROL
AND I WANT MY ANGER TO BE ME

AND I NEED TO SET MY ANGER FREE

SET IT FREE

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Militant – Passion

September 10th, 2011

It’s Passion!

I love to feel your body when its close to mine
When you and I become as one
It send a thrill to me
When we move to the melody

Come On and give it to me baby
When you wuk your waist
You raise my passion
Yes come on and give it to me baby
When you wuk your waist
I get an instant reaction

You thrill me the way you give it to me
Oh my my my, my my my

De way how yuh wukin it
De way how yuh pumpin it
De way how yuh doin it
De way how yuh flexin it

Dem man dem watchin you
Like you wanted
Have me in a heat
Like honey yuh sweet

It’s special
You got me going crazy

Baby give it me and full me up with exstacy
The way you do it with energy
I said woman its my riddim in you
The way you pump it I have a say

Come On and give it to me baby
When you wuk your waist
You raise my passion
Yes come on and give it to me baby
When you wuk your waist
I get an instant reaction

You thrill me the way you give it to me
Oh my my my, my my my

De way how yuh wukin it
De way how yuh pumpin it
De way how yuh doin it
De way how yuh flexin it

Dem man dem watchin you
Like you wanted
Have me in a heat
Like honey yuh sweet

Slowly, she whisper softly to me
Darlin, I wanna feel your body pumpin
All night, let’s come together like
Fire and heat, I love de way you give it to me

De way how yuh wukin it
De way how yuh pumpin it
De way how yuh doin it
De way how yuh flexin it

Dem man dem watchin you
Like you wanted
Have me in a heat
Like honey yuh sweet

Come On and give it to me baby
When you wuk your waist
You raise my passion
Yes come on and give it to me baby
When you wuk your waist
I get an instant reaction

You thrill me the way you give it to me
Oh my my my, my my my

De way how yuh wukin it
De way how yuh pumpin it
De way how yuh doin it
De way how yuh flexin it

Dem man dem watchin you
Like you wanted
Have me in a heat
Like honey yuh sweet

De way how yuh wukin it
De way how yuh pumpin it
De way how yuh doin it
De way how yuh flexin it

Dem man dem watchin you
Like you wanted
Have me in a heat
Like honey yuh sweet

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Martina Mcbride – This One’s For The Girls

August 22nd, 2011

Verse 1
This is for all you girls about thirteen.
High school can be so rough it can be so mean.
Hold onto, onto your innosence.
Stand your ground when everybodies givin’ in.
THIS ONE’S FOR THE GIRLS.
This is for all you girls about twenty five.
In a little apartment, just tryin’ to get by.
Livin’ on, on dreams and spaghetti O’s.
Wonderin’ where your life is gonna go.
Chorus:
This one’s for the girls, who’ve ever had a broken heart, who’ve wished upon a shooting star. You’re beautiful the way you are. This one’s for the girls, who love without holdin’ back, who dream with everything they have. All around the world. This one’s for the girls.

Verse 2
This is for all you girls about forty two.
Tossin’ pennies into the fountain of youth.
Every laugh, laugh line on your face, made you who you are today.

(repeat chorus)

Yea, we’re all the same inside,
From one to ninety nine.

(repeat chorus)

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Micheal Jackson – Heal The World

July 27th, 2011

Fc5
There’s A Place In
Your Heart
And I Know That It Is Love
And This Place Could
Be Much
Brighter Than Tomorrow
And If You Really Try
You’ll Find There’s No Need
To Cry
In This Place You’ll Feel
That There’s No Hurt Or Sorrow

There Are Ways
To Get There
If You Care Enough
For The Living
Make A Little Space
Make A Better Place…

Heal The World
Make It A Better Place
For You And For Me
And The Entire Human Race
There Are People Dying
If You Care Enough
For The Living
Make A Better Place
For You And For Me

If You Want To Know Why
There’s A Love That
Cannot Lie
Love Is Strong
It Only Cares For
Joyful Giving
If We Try
We Shall See
In This Bliss
We Cannot Feel
Fear Or Dread
We Stop Existing And
Start Living

Then It Feels That Always
Love’s Enough For
Us Growing
So Make A Better World
Make A Better World…

Heal The World
Make It A Better Place
For You And For Me
And The Entire Human Race
There Are People Dying
If You Care Enough
For The Living
Make A Better Place
For You And For Me

And The Dream We Were
Conceived In
Will Reveal A Joyful Face
And The World We
Once Believed In
Will Shine Again In Grace
Then Why Do We Keep
Strangling Life
Wound This Earth
Crucify Its Soul
Though It’s Plain To See
This World Is Heavenly
Be God’s Glow

We Could Fly So High
Let Our Spirits Never Die
In My Heart
I Feel You Are All
My Brothers
Create A World With
No Fear
Together We Cry
Happy Tears

See The Nations Turn
Their Swords
Into Plowshares

We Could Really Get There
If You Cared Enough
For The Living
Make A Little Space
To Make A Better Place…

Heal The World
Make It A Better Place
For You And For Me
And The Entire Human Race
There Are People Dying
If You Care Enough
For The Living
Make A Better Place
For You And For Me

Heal The World
Make It A Better Place
For You And For Me
And The Entire Human Race
There Are People Dying
If You Care Enough
For The Living
Make A Better Place
For You And For Me

Heal The World
Make It A Better Place
For You And For Me
And The Entire Human Race
There Are People Dying
If You Care Enough
For The Living
Make A Better Place
For You And For Me

There Are People Dying
If You Care Enough
For The Living
Make A Better Place
For You And For Me

There Are People Dying
If You Care Enough
For The Living
Make A Better Place
For You And For Me

You And For Me
Make it a better place
You And For Me
Make it a better place
You And For Me
Make it a better place
You And For Me
Make it a better place
You And For Me
Heal the world we live in
You And For Me
Save it for our children
You And For Me
Heal the world we live in
You And For Me
Save it for our children
You And For Me
Heal the world we live in
You And For Me
Save it for the children
You And For Me
Heal the world we live in
You And For Me
Save it for the children
You And For Me
Heal the world we live in
You And For Me
Save it for the children

________________________________________
D87

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Micheal Jackson – They Don’t Really Care About Us

July 26th, 2011

Skin head, dead head
Everybody gone bad
Situation, aggravation
Everybody allegation
In the suite, on the news
Everybody dog food
Bang bang, shock dead
Everybody’s gone mad

All I wanna say is that
They don’t really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don’t really care about us

Beat me, hate me
You can never break me
Will me, thrill me
You can never kill me
Do me, sue me
Everybody do me
Kick me, strike me
Don’t you black or white me

All I wanna say is that
They don’t really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don’t really care about us

Tell me what has become of my life
I have a wife and two children who love me
I am the victim of police brutality, now
I’m tired of bein’ the victim of hate
You’re rapin’ me of my pride
Oh, for god’s sake
I look to heaven to fulfill its prophecy…
Set me free

Skin head, dead head
Everybody gone bad
Trepidation, speculation
Everybody allegation
In the suite, on the news
Everybody dog food
Black man, black mail
Throw your brother in jail

All I wanna say is that
They don’t really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don’t really care about us

Tell me what has become of my rights

Am I invisible because you ignore me?

Your proclamation promised me free liberty, now
I’m tired of bein’ the victim of shame
They’re throwing me in a class with a bad name
I can’t believe this is the land from which I came
You know I do really hate to say it
The government don’t wanna see
But if roosevelt was livin’
He wouldn’t let this be, no, no

Skin head, dead head
Everybody gone bad
Situation, speculation
Everybody litigation
Beat me, bash me
You can never trash me
Hit me, kick me
You can never get me

All I wanna say is that
They don’t really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don’t really care about us

Some things in life they just don’t wanna see
But if martin luther was livin’
He wouldn’t let this be

Skin head, dead head
Everybody gone bad
Situation, segregation
Everybody allegation
In the suite, on the news
Everybody dog food
Kick me, strike me
Don’t you wrong or right me

All I wanna say is that
They don’t really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don’t really care about us

All I wanna say is that
They don’t really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don’t really care about us

All I wanna say is that
They don’t really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don’t really care about us

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