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from Living Colour - Vivid (1988)
I see the fragments of the dreams I used to have And bits of aspiration lying in the sand The stained glass wall of love that I cannot see through Provides the only light here in my lonely room A breeze reminds me of the changing time and place A tear that takes forever rolls down your timeless face I hear that they say that broken hearts will mend But when they do they're never good as new I wish right now I could change it back I never meant to do the things I did to hurt you I never really thought that it would come to this Sometimes the things you lose are often the things you miss I see the reason for things I used to do They're all transparent now and so I see the truth I hear they say that broken hearts will men But when they do they're never good as new I wish right now that I could change it back I know you don't believe but I care about you And I never meant to do those things I did to hurt you |
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from Living Colour - Vivid (1988)
Look into my eyes, what do you see? Cult of Personality I know your anger, I know your dreams I've been everything you want to be I'm the Cult of Personality Like Mussolini and Kennedy I'm the Cult of Personality Cult of Personality Cult of Personality Neon lights, A Nobel Price The mirror speaks, the reflection lies You don't have to follow me Only you can set me free I sell the things you need to be I'm the smiling face on your T.V. I'm the Cult of Personality I exploit you still you love me I tell you one and one makes three I'm the Cult of Personality Like Joseph Stalin and Gandi I'm the Cult of Personality Cult of Personality Cult of Personality Neon lights a Nobel Prize A leader speaks, that leader dies You don't have to follow me Only you can set you free You gave me fortune You gave me fame You me power in your God's name I'm every person you need to be I'm the Cult of Personality |
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from Living Colour - Vivid (1988)
Look into my eyes, what do you see? Cult of Personality I know your anger, I know your dreams I've been everything you want to be I'm the Cult of Personality Like Mussolini and Kennedy I'm the Cult of Personality Cult of Personality Cult of Personality Neon lights, A Nobel Price The mirror speaks, the reflection lies You don't have to follow me Only you can set me free I sell the things you need to be I'm the smiling face on your T.V. I'm the Cult of Personality I exploit you still you love me I tell you one and one makes three I'm the Cult of Personality Like Joseph Stalin and Gandi I'm the Cult of Personality Cult of Personality Cult of Personality Neon lights a Nobel Prize A leader speaks, that leader dies You don't have to follow me Only you can set you free You gave me fortune You gave me fame You me power in your God's name I'm every person you need to be I'm the Cult of Personality |
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from Living Colour - Vivid (1988)
Look into my eyes, what do you see? Cult of Personality I know your anger, I know your dreams I've been everything you want to be I'm the Cult of Personality Like Mussolini and Kennedy I'm the Cult of Personality Cult of Personality Cult of Personality Neon lights, A Nobel Price The mirror speaks, the reflection lies You don't have to follow me Only you can set me free I sell the things you need to be I'm the smiling face on your T.V. I'm the Cult of Personality I exploit you still you love me I tell you one and one makes three I'm the Cult of Personality Like Joseph Stalin and Gandi I'm the Cult of Personality Cult of Personality Cult of Personality Neon lights a Nobel Prize A leader speaks, that leader dies You don't have to follow me Only you can set you free You gave me fortune You gave me fame You me power in your God's name I'm every person you need to be I'm the Cult of Personality |
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from Living Colour - Vivid (1988)
I see you crying in the sunshine I hear you laughing in the rain You say you can't tell any difference Between the pleasure and the pain You say you never ever dream at night time You say you only dream when you're awake And say that T.V. looks like your life And the life you lead is fake Desperate People Desperate People You get your sunshine from a tab of paper Then you're sitting in a spinning room The clock is tocking and it's laughing at you your life's a mystery without a clue The crowd you're in thinks you're so amusing They're oh so flattering and so sincere They stand and laugh as they watch you crumble And when you cry for help they don't hear Desperate People Desperate People You feel the earth revolving You see the sun dissolving You hear the night calling out to you You have no direction and you have no protection What you gonna do when your trip turns blue? When you come crashing down and there's no help around You need friends, you need help But first you have to help yourself The music stops and the party's over The money's gone and your crowd is too Can't break the chains that have kept you under Has the monkey got the best of you? I see you crying in the sunshine I hear you laughing in the rain You say you can't tell any difference Between the pleasure and the pain Desperate People |
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from Living Colour - Vivid (1988)
No, I'm not gonna rob you No, I'm not gonna beat you No, I'm not gonna rape you So why you want to give me that Funny Vibe! No, I'm not gonna hurt you No, I'm not gonna harm you And I try not to hate you So why you want to give me that Funny Vibe |
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from Living Colour - Vivid (1988)
No, I'm not gonna rob you No, I'm not gonna beat you No, I'm not gonna rape you So why you want to give me that Funny Vibe! No, I'm not gonna hurt you No, I'm not gonna harm you And I try not to hate you So why you want to give me that Funny Vibe |
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from Living Colour - Vivid (1988)
The glamour boys swear they are a diva The glamour boys have it all under control Always dancing and always laughing The glamour boys are playing the role The glamour boys never have no money The glamour boys wear the most expensive clothes The glamour boys are always at the party Where the money comes from heaven only knows I ain't no glamour boy - I'M FIERCE I ain't no glamour boy - (snap) I ain't no glamour boy - I'M FIERCE I ain't no glamour boy The glamour boys live off their ambition The glamour boys have it all figured out A very, very dubious position When you got no clout The glamour boys whole life is a gamble They might get over or fall flat on their face But if one does, there's no need to worry Another G-Boy will take this place I ain't no glamour boy - I'M FIERCE The glamour boys don't think tomorrow The glamour boys just need tonight to play But just like things you can't afford on credit Time catches up and you have to pay The glamour boys are always on the guest list You'll always find them in the hottest spots in town They'll be your friend if you have fame or fortune If you don't they won't be hanging 'round I ain't no glamour boy - I'm FIERCE |
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from Living Colour - Vivid (1988)
Baby you stole my heart I don't know what to do Got one problem on my mind Do you feel the way I do? I want to know Give me a sign girl Open your heart and tell me that you're mine When you walk down the street The cats don't even make a noise They worship at your feet Acting like little boys I'm standing in the shadows baby I got one thing that's on my mind Gonna make you love me baby If it takes the rest of my life I want to know Give me a sign girl Open your heart and tell me that you're mine It takes a lot of guts to show you how I feel About you Just say the words and let me know it's real Or is it just a dream... I'm very patient baby And I've got a lot of time I can see a clear horizon You and me standing side by side I want know |
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from Living Colour - Vivid (1988)
Do you remember here? No you don't remember anything at all I'm here flat on my back Never woke up - had no regrets There's a party in my mind And I hope it never stops They party all the time Gonna party till they drop Other people can go home Other people they can split I can never stop I can never quit Take a walk through the land of the shadows Take a walk through the peaceful meadows Don't look so disappointed Isn't what you hoped for is it? There's a party in my mind And I hope it never stops I'm stuck here in this seat And I may not stand up Other people can go home Other people they can split I can never stop I can never quit Everything is quiet Everyone's gone to sleep I'm wide awake But these memories These memories can't wait These memories can't wait |
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from Living Colour - Vivid (1988)
I don't have a need to be the best Don't want to be just like the rest Just stay who I am Just an ordinary Middle Man Give me the happy medium Don't want to be the one whose leading them I've got no master plan Just a simple Middle Man Standing on a fine line between this and that Just biding my time waiting for a sign To tell me that I'm something special My ideas are mine alone Not yours, not theirs, but I care I hurt for you, but not with you I love that thing that's inside you But I'm not your fan I'm a stranger in a strange land I'm your Middle Man But I'm not your fan I'm a stranger in a strange land I am your Middle Man |
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from Living Colour - Vivid (1988)
I don't have a need to be the best Don't want to be just like the rest Just stay who I am Just an ordinary Middle Man Give me the happy medium Don't want to be the one whose leading them I've got no master plan Just a simple Middle Man Standing on a fine line between this and that Just biding my time waiting for a sign To tell me that I'm something special My ideas are mine alone Not yours, not theirs, but I care I hurt for you, but not with you I love that thing that's inside you But I'm not your fan I'm a stranger in a strange land I'm your Middle Man But I'm not your fan I'm a stranger in a strange land I am your Middle Man |
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from Living Colour - Vivid (1988)
Now you can tear a building down
But you can't erase a memory These houses may look all run down But they have a value you can't see This is my neighborhood This is where I come from I call this place my home You call this place a slum You wanna run the people out This is what you're all about Treat poor people just like trash Turn around and make big cash Now you can tear a building down But you can't erase a memory These houses may look all run down But they have a value you can't see Last month there was a fire I saw seven children die You sent flowers to their families But your sympathy's a lie 'Cause every building that you burn Is more blood money that you earn We are forced to relocate From the pain that you create Now you can tear a building down But you can't erase a memory These houses may look all run down But they have a value you can't see Now you can tear a building down But you can't erase a memory These houses may look all run down But they have a value you can't see We lived here for so many years Now this house is full of fear For a profit you will take control Where will all the older people go? There used to be when kids could play Without the scourge of drug's decay Now our kids are living dead They crack and blow their lives away Now you can tear a building down But you can't erase a memory These houses may look all run down But they have a value you can't see Now you can tear a building down But you can't erase a memory These houses may look all run down But they have a value you can't see You've got to fight You've got to fight You've got to fight For your neighborhood You've got to fight For your neighbor |
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from Living Colour - Vivid (1988)
WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE COLOUR? LIVING COLOUR WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE COLOUR? LIVING COLOUR Is it Red? That's what I said Is it Gold? You got me sold Is it Green? That's mighty mean Is it Black? Get back WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE COLOUR? LIVING COLOUR WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE COLOUR? LIVING COLOUR WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE COLOUR |
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from Living Colour - Vivid (1988)
WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE COLOUR? LIVING COLOUR WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE COLOUR? LIVING COLOUR Is it Red? That's what I said Is it Gold? You got me sold Is it Green? That's mighty mean Is it Black? Get back WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE COLOUR? LIVING COLOUR WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE COLOUR? LIVING COLOUR WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE COLOUR |
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from Living Colour - Vivid (1988)
WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE COLOUR? LIVING COLOUR WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE COLOUR? LIVING COLOUR Is it Red? That's what I said Is it Gold? You got me sold Is it Green? That's mighty mean Is it Black? Get back WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE COLOUR? LIVING COLOUR WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE COLOUR? LIVING COLOUR WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE COLOUR |
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from Living Colour - Vivid (1988)
I look at the T.V. Your America's doing well I look out the window My America's catching hell I just want to know which way do I go to get to your America? I just want to know which way do I go to get to your America? I change the channel Your America's doing fine I read the headlines My America's doing time I just want to know which way do I go to get to your America? I just want to know which way do I go to get to your America? Go west young, go west young man Don't want to crossover But how do I keep from going under? Where is my picket fence? My long, tall glass of lemonade? Where is my VCR, my stereo, my T.V. show? I look at the T.V. I don't see your America I look out the window I don't see your America I want to know how to get to your America I want to know how to get to your America America Your request matches 1 albums and 11 songs |
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from Say Anything (금지된 사랑) by Richard Giffs [ost] (1989)
Look into my eyes, what do you see? Cult of Personality I know your anger, I know your dreams I've been everything you want to be I'm the Cult of Personality Like Mussolini and Kennedy I'm the Cult of Personality Cult of Personality Cult of Personality Neon lights, A Nobel Price The mirror speaks, the reflection lies You don't have to follow me Only you can set me free I sell the things you need to be I'm the smiling face on your T.V. I'm the Cult of Personality I exploit you still you love me I tell you one and one makes three I'm the Cult of Personality Like Joseph Stalin and Gandi I'm the Cult of Personality Cult of Personality Cult of Personality Neon lights a Nobel Prize A leader speaks, that leader dies You don't have to follow me Only you can set you free You gave me fortune You gave me fame You me power in your God's name I'm every person you need to be I'm the Cult of Personality |
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from Living Colour - Time'S Up (1990)
Tabloids scream Elvis seen at a shopping mall That's the kind of talk That makes my stomach crawl Picture a zombie Elvis In a tacky white jump suit Just imagine a rotting Elvis Shopping for fresh fruit You can't 'cause Chorus: Elvis is dead Elvis is dead Elvis is dead Elvis is dead Elvis is dead Elvis is dead Elvis is dead Elvis is dead When the king died He was all alone I heard that when he died He was sitting on his throne Alas poor Elvis They made us know you well Now you dwell forever In the Heartbreak Hotel Chorus Elvis was a hero to most But that's beside the point A Black man taught him how to sing And then he was crowned king The pelvis of Elvis Too dangerous for the masses They cleaned him up and sent him to Vegas Now the masses are his slave Slave? Slave Yes, even from the grave Elvis is dead [sampled voices] I've got a reason to believe We all won't be received at Graceland I've got a reason to believe We all won't be received at Graceland I've got a reason to believe We all won't be received at Graceland I've got a reason to believe We all won't be received at Graceland Chorus |
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from Living Colour - Time'S Up (1990)
We are all fighting the same fight We are all in the same war We are all in the same revolution You got to know what you're fighting for We are all fighting the same fight We are all in the same war We are all in the same revolution You got to know what you're fighting for Yelling and kicking trying to stay alive All the time eyes on the prize But does anybody hear my cries Tell me something do I qualify? TV telling me we're just the same What they're talking is the same old game Tell me if I'm just like you, why can't I do the things That you do (huh)? If war's the key, what door will it open? Is peace the answer, then what's the question? War is hell Peace is hell Love is hell Oh what the hell My heart beats just like yours When I dream my mind soars But no fantasy can pay my bills Another dream unfulfilled We are all fighting the same fight We are all in the same war We are all in the same revolution You got to know what you're fighting for We are all fighting the same fight We are all in the same war We are all in the same revolution You got to know what you're fighting for Fight the fight In the war In this revolution You got to know what you're fighting for |
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from Living Colour - Time'S Up (1990)
In Africa, music is not an art form as much as it is a means of communication. A Negro has got no name Quite often, the words of the song are meaningless. A Negro has got no name We are wearing the name of our master etc. (much overlap and repetition |
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from Living Colour - Time'S Up (1990)
Sometimes I feel Like my mind will explode Sometimes I feel Like I've got no control Sometimes I wish I had a heart made of steel Sometimes I wish I couldn't feel Information overload Information overload Information overload Information overload They say the future...it's on a microchip Don't you know we're all on a sinking ship Only ten percent control all the rest Only ten percent decide what is best Information overload Information overload Information overload Information overload Information overload Information overload Information overload Information overload I don't want to live like this Still ain't no cure for the summertime blues I'd like to shake these blues but I'm still paying dues My blues so deep you might think they're black My blues so deep there ain't no turning back Information overload |
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from Living Colour - Time'S Up (1990)
I always thought our relationship was cool You played the role of having sense I always played the fool Now something's different I don't know the reason why Whenever we separate I almost want to cry Chorus: Oh no, please not that again Love rears up its ugly head And when I come home late you don't complain or call So as a consequence I don't go out at all My friends are frightened They don't know what's going on They think you put a spell on me And now my mind is gone Chorus Love's not so bad they say But you never know where love is gonna go Does anybody really know? I'm standing at the altar As they play the wedding march I'm in a black tuxedo with my collar full of starch She looks as lovely as she's ever gonna get I wake up from this nightmare in a pool of sweat Chorus What you gonna do What you gonna do when it comes and gets you |
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from Living Colour - Time'S Up (1990)
Buy and die/or sell and be free We are the new Jacks/this is our reality Do unto others/leave no one alive This is our creed/we will survive No control is how I'm living On the edge with no forgiving Things get rough when you've got time to kill You've got the cash/then I've got your thrill I make more money than a judge or a cop Give me a reason why I should stop Large is how I'm living On the edge with no forgiving Some people say my soul is lost I'll lose my life if I start to turn soft From where I am there's no turning back Crack is the master I am a new Jack Can anybody see me? Can anybody hear me? I'll never change/I'll never stop I've got cold cash/I'm on the top We can get busy if you want to play I'll have the last laugh when I blow you away Don't you see me? Can't you hear me |
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from Living Colour - Time'S Up (1990)
When I speak out loud You say I'm crazy When I'm feeling proud You say I'm lazy I look around and see the true reality You like our hair You love our music Our culture's large, so you abuse it Take time to understand, I'm an equal man Chorus: History's a lie that they teach you in school A fraudulent view called the golden rule A peaceful land that was born civilized Was robbed of its riches, its freedom, its pride When I'm at work you say I'm great You watch and ponder, but can you relate? Inviting eyes hands drop, when the music stops Don't ask me why I play this music It's my culture, so naturally I use it I state my claim to say, it's here for all to play Chorus It's time for a change Concepts rearrange Can't you feel my rage... It's up to you to seek the truth To know your history, the difference between me and you Relate to me as me, not what you see on TV Chorus |
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from Living Colour - Time'S Up (1990)
When it hurts to be out there Where no one will care I've got the solace of you Frustrated by people's lying But I keep on trying I've got the solace of you When I can't think straight And there's no escape I've got the solace of you Gotta go inside back where it started Back to the beginning 'Cause that's where my heart is They can hurt me, jail my body I'll still be free I've got the solace of you They can take my land Tell me I'm not who I am I've got the solace of you A wise man said to know thyself 'Cause in the end there's no one else Just the solace of you Gotta go inside back where it started Back to the beginning 'Cause that's where my heart is Gotta go inside Back to the beginning |
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from Living Colour - Time'S Up (1990)
Do you remember The time of laughter Children playing, life was so sweet Before our city forgot us And let the druglord take our street Pacify me politician Pacify me with your lies Blind to the people suffering Deaf to the children's cries But I know what to do With someone like you Police They chased my brother Policeman licensed to kill Oh how I miss my brother Good shoes are so hard to fill Policeman are you happy? You snuffed a medical student out Maybe he could have changed the world I guess we'll never find out But I know what to do With someone like you I know what to do With someone like you It's never too late to change your ways It's never too late to change your ways Too young Gave her body She was afraid of being alone One baby having another Sweet baby wants to be grown But there's an angel on your shoulder Always speaking to your soul Listen and your heart will be glad You'll never have to be alone 'Cause I know what to do With someone like you I know what to do With someone like you I know what to do With someone like you I know what to do |
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from Living Colour - Time'S Up (1990)
In another life You might have been a genius In another life You might have been a star In another life Your face might have been perfect In another life You'd drive a better car In another life All your jokes are funny In another life Your heart is free from fear In another life You make a lot of money In this other life Everything is clear In another life You're always the hero In another life You always win the game In another life No one ever cheats you In another life You never have to change In another life Your friends never desert you In another life You never have to cry In another life No one ever hurts you In this other life Your loved-ones never die But this is the life you have This is the life you have This is the life you have This is the life In another life You're always the victim In another life You're always the thief In another life You are always lonely In this other life There is no relief In your real life Treat it like it's special In your real life Try to be more kind In your real life Think of those that love you In this real life Try to be less blind |
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from Living Colour - Time'S Up (1990)
Time's up/the rivers have no life Time's up/the world is full of strife Time's up/the sky is falling Time's up/the Lord is calling How you gonna stop the clock When the well runs dry All the rivers have died Moment by moment, day by day The world is just slipping away Your future won't save your past The time is now, it won't last The time is nigh Time to do-or-die Time waits for no one If you want to go on Leave me something to grow on The forests, the trees, the rivers, the seas All die of this disease Time ain't on your side Don't sit idly by You've just got to try |
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from Living Colour - Time'S Up (1990)
Stereotype Monotype Blood type Are you my type? Minimalism Abstract expressionism Postmodernism Is it? We are the children of concrete and steel This is the place where the truth is concealed This is the time when the lie is revealed Everything is possible, but nothing is real Corporate religion Televangahypnotism Suffer till you die For the sweet-bye-and-bye Science and technology, the new mythology Look deep inside Empty We are the children of concrete and steel This is the place where the truth is concealed This is the time when the lie is revealed Everything is possible, but nothing is real Everything that goes around Comes around Hypothetical Theoretical Circumstantial evidence Irrelevance Don't think twice Just roll the dice Pay the price Snake eyes We are the children of concrete and steel This is the place where the truth is concealed This is the time when the lie is revealed Everything is possible, but nothing is real We are the children of concrete and steel This is the place where your fate has been sealed This is the time when your life is revealed Everything is possible, but nothing is real Everything that goes around Comes around |
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from Living Colour - Time'S Up (1990)
Touch without seeing love with no feeling Stealing a moment...under cover of darkness I'd like to kiss you let my lips caress you Sending sparks of passion up your spine But doing so means saying no and even The thought would be a crime I like to touch your skin even if it is a sin I'd rather burn than not touch you I might just go mad thinking what I might have had And all the things I'd like to do Chorus: Safe seduction isn't what it is Sexuality isn't what it appears to be It's what you think you see I want to make you hot Touch that spot and send you on a trip But my consequence is abstinence And Lord knows I just can't slip I want to feel you/the real you Not the projection that you let me see The safest sex is when it's not skin to skin It's very simple let your mind go free Chorus To do or not to do that is the question Over and over you're prone to suggestion And I simply can't condone the fact That you want to make your bed my home Let's say I take this man as my lover And he swears that there will never be another But really he doesn't give a damn about safe sex And with all these other girls he has a taste test Well the thrill doesn't outweigh the consequences Therefore I am using my common senses To let you know I adore you But I'm afraid I'm not the one for you Chorus |
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from Living Colour - BISCUITS [ep] (1991)
The morning is dead and the day, is, too. The step is up here to meet me but the velvet fool. All my loveliness I have felt today. It's a little more than enough to make a man throw himself away. And I continue to burn the midnight lamp alone. Now the smiling portrait of you is still hanging on my frowning wall It really doesn't really doesn't bother me to watch at all It's just the ah ever fallinglove dust that makes it so hard for me to see that forgotten earring clear on the floor facing coolly the one at the door And I continue to burn the midnight lamp alone. Yeah yeah. Lonely lonely lonely. Ah. Oh. Loneliness is such a drag. So here I sit to face that same old fire place getting' ready for the same old explosion goin' through my mind. Yes, soon enough time will tell about the circus in the wishing well and someone who will buy and sell for me, someone who will tow my bail And I continue to burn the same old lamp alone Yeah midnight lamp, Can you hear me callin' you? So lonely. Gotta blow my mine Yeah, yeah. Lonely lonely. |
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from Living Colour - BISCUITS [ep] (1991)
I see you crying in the sunshine I hear you laughing in the rain You say you can't tell any difference Between the pleasure and the pain You say you never ever dream at night time You say you only dream when you're awake And say that T.V. looks like your life And the life you lead is fake Desperate People Desperate People You get your sunshine from a tab of paper Then you're sitting in a spinning room The clock is tocking and it's laughing at you your life's a mystery without a clue The crowd you're in thinks you're so amusing They're oh so flattering and so sincere They stand and laugh as they watch you crumble And when you cry for help they don't hear Desperate People Desperate People You feel the earth revolving You see the sun dissolving You hear the night calling out to you You have no direction and you have no protection What you gonna do when your trip turns blue? When you come crashing down and there's no help around You need friends, you need help But first you have to help yourself The music stops and the party's over The money's gone and your crowd is too Can't break the chains that have kept you under Has the monkey got the best of you? I see you crying in the sunshine I hear you laughing in the rain You say you can't tell any difference Between the pleasure and the pain Desperate People |
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from Living Colour - BISCUITS [ep] (1991)
you know in this sin sick world we live in gotta have something to help you through the day in this world full of frustration lack of hope, despair there's something in this world to help your day no, i'm not talking 'bout drugs, baby no, i'm not talking 'bout alcohol what i'm talkin' 'bout love and - love and happiness something's going wrong someone's on the phone three o'clock in the mornin' well talkin' 'bout how she can make it right happiness is when you really feel good about someone nothin' wrong bein' in love with someone, oh baby love and happiness love and happiness you be good to me i be good to you we'll be together forever love each other walk away with victory yeah, baby, yeah, yeah, yeah love and happiness well, love and happiness love and happiness love and happiness love will make you do wrong love will make you do right what's love made you do when love do it to you and you and you and you and you and you i'm talkin' power of it's sent from up above make you come home early make you stay all night long well, love and happiness love and happiness love and happiness love and happiness love and happiness i'm talkin' , talkin' 'bout love and talkin' 'bout happiness, well i'm talkin 'bout smiling faces, oh make me wanna moan make me wanna moan make me wanna - yeah, that power of love talkin' feelings don't you feel, don't you feel don't you feel it well, power of love give it to |
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from Living Colour - BISCUITS [ep] (1991)
Do you remember here? No you don't remember anything at all I'm here flat on my back Never woke up - had no regrets There's a party in my mind And I hope it never stops They party all the time Gonna party till they drop Other people can go home Other people they can split I can never stop I can never quit Take a walk through the land of the shadows Take a walk through the peaceful meadows Don't look so disappointed Isn't what you hoped for is it? There's a party in my mind And I hope it never stops I'm stuck here in this seat And I may not stand up Other people can go home Other people they can split I can never stop I can never quit Everything is quiet Everyone's gone to sleep I'm wide awake But these memories These memories can't wait These memories can't wait |
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from Living Colour - BISCUITS [ep] (1991)
i don't care about your dreams of peace i don't care about your please lord please i don't care about your africa i don't care about your ancestors 'cause money talks and i'm listening to the sound money talks and it's the only sound that counts i don't care about your truth to tell i don't care about your heaven - hell i don't care about your rock and roll i don't care about your blues, jazz or soul 'cause money talks and i'm listening to the sound money talks and it's the only sound that counts money talks and i'm listening to the sound money talks and it's the only sound that makes the world go round i used to be like you ... faithful and true i used to lend my helping hand to my fellow man than one day it all broke up that's the day when i woke up i don't care about your other man i don't care about your master plan i don't care about your free the land all i care is cash in hand 'cause money talks and i'm listening money talks money talks money talks |
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from Living Colour - BISCUITS [ep] (1991)
You can't tell me how to run my life down And you can't tell me how to keep my fitness sound You can't tell me what i'm doing wrong When you keep dialing and sing that same old funny song You can't tell me which way to go Cause i'm six and seven and then some more Like a dull knife that just can't cut Just talking a lot and saying nothing And sayin' nothing, and sayin' nothing Don't tell me how to do my thing When you can't do your own Don't you tell me how to feed my boy When you know i'm grown Don't you tell me her dress You can't tell me how to run my mess You're like a dull knife that just ain't cuttin' You're just talking a lot and saying nothing And sayin' nothing, and sayin' nothing here we go ... Shape up your bag, don't worry 'bout mine My thing is together and i'm doin' fine Good luck to you, just allow that i'm wrong Just keep on singing that same old funny song Then just keep on singing that same old funny song Just keep on singing that same old funny song... Keep on singin', keep on singin' ...n' |
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from Judgment Night (킬러 나이트) [ost] (1992)
Yes y'all, Uptown
The sound, is shakin into war And for all y'all, this is it I'm never alone, I'm in a zone and stoned I never leave home without my microphone I break backbones like a stone, I roam I knick knack paddy wack and give a dog a bone Like Al Capone I am a dog, I foam at the mouth, shout it out when I groan in tone I go Uptown, I come back home (With who?) "Me, myself and my microphone" *I go Uptown, I come back home with who? "Me, myself and my microphone" *Repeat (x3) It's like this y'all, it don't stop You see I'm Uptown and rockin the dope spot So I dip to the dive, thrive and come alive The two MCs that make ya name survive For alla y'all, my name is Run I rock big parties, have big fun The mind blowin, body rockin MC fiend who came along and made his home and chained the toll on my team The cool calm brother from around the way Where I'm from, DJ Run met a kid named "Jay" We go Uptown, and come back home (With who?) "Me, myself and my microphone" *Repeat (x4) **Gotta gotta gotta gotta keep it on Gotta gotta gotta keep it on **Repeat (x3) "Give us respect" Get much respect when I flex my Tek Unique when I speak and wreck your set I used to take the train to go to school The microphone holdin on the golden rule Pop pop pop, you can't stop my flow I rock it in my pocket everytime I go straight Uptown, I come back home (With who?) "Me, myself and my microphone" *Repeat (x4) |
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from Living Colour - Stain (1993)
In a new place, in a strange land An undone new world, not a part of the plan Hatred and fear is the language I know Out of my home, out of control Everything that I want, isn't it everything that you've got? Everything that I want, isn't it everything that you've got? How much more do you think I can take? I yield to your smile, a victim's mistake I don't want your life, I've got my own needs A life of my own, a chance to be free Everything that I want, isn't it everything that you've got? Everything that I want, isn't it everything that you've got? Everything that I want, isn't it everything that you've got? Everything that I want, isn't it everything that you've got? Everything that I want, isn't it everything that you've got? Everything that I want, isn't it everything that you've got |
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from Living Colour - Stain (1993)
People, if they choose you, then they want you to decide But you'd rather relax, kick back, enjoy the ride There's a catagory if you're straight or gay You're a wild card gambler and you like it both ways Everybody wants you when you're bi Looking at the girls and eyeing all the guys Everybody loves you when you're bi But the tension and the passion's double amplified My lover told me, well, that she's bi I wanted to scream, there were tears in my eyes She said baby, baby, don't you cry 'Cause the one I am with, you've been seeing on the side Everybody wants you when you're bi Eating with the girls and laughing with the guys Everybody loves you when you're bi But the tension and the passion's double amplified Everybody wants you when you're bi Feeling all the girls and touching all the guys Well, everybody loves you when Well a friend of a friend of a friend told me Everybody's messed up with their sexuality Well a friend of a friend of a friend told me I need a closet big enough to live in A closet for the whole world to live in I want a closet big enough to live in A closet for the whole world to live in Everybody wants you when you're bi Loving all the girls and loving all the guys Everybody needs you when you're bi But the tension and the passion's double amplified Everybody wants you That's right Everybody needs you Um-hum Everybody likes you I'll bet Everybody loves you Everybody, yeah Everybody Everybody, come on now Everybody, not me Everybody, whoo Everybody, yeah Everybody, come on now Everybody Well everybody loves you Bi Licking all the girls Licking all the guys Everybody's fucked up with their sexuality You like it both ways Like it both ways Bi |
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from Living Colour - Stain (1993)
What is the point of suffering? What is the purpose of joy? Is it true that the winner dies With the most toys? A lifetime spent for a dollar A lifetime twisting in pain A lifetime gone in an hour A lifetime playing the game I see the starving Africans on TV I feel it has nothing to do with me I sent my twenty dollars to Liveaid I've aided my guilty conscience to go away Now go Away Now go away Now go away Go away I don't want anybody to touch me I think everybody has AIDS What's the point in caring for you? You're gonna die anyway A lifetime searching for something A lifetime going insane A lifetime running from nothing A life looking for someone to blame I see the starving Africans on TV I feel it has nothing to do with me I sent my twenty dollars to Liveaid I've aided my guilty conscience to go away Now go Away Now go away Now go away Go away I see the starving Africans on TV I feel it has nothing to do with me I sent my twenty dollars to Liveaid And paid my guilty conscience to go away I see the starving Africans on TV I feel it has nothing to do with me I sent my twenty dollars to Liveaid And paid my guilty conscience Now go Away Now go away Now go away Now go away, go away, go away |
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from Living Colour - Stain (1993)
How carefully I've shaped you in the solitude of days How peaceful is my mind entwined in cord around my fingers How sweet the days I've marked in knots I've tenderly caressed So many times I've touched you, reached you, teased you Now fingering these veins of hemp Their hair upon my skin And how gently, quickly you will sleep Slip into my collection with its bristles, coils, intentions Yet your words will be unfaithful before I set you free Slip as life is bound to slip from this entropy disorder Then tied and laid upon the floor in perfect symmetry 'Til the frayed edge of your lips on mine Positioned, placed at ease once more 'Til this restlessness returns I turn and turn and turn again |
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from Living Colour - Stain (1993)
Living with myself is hard enough So I get away when things get rough Fammon, strife, and thoughts of war Matter less than the dress she wore Ignorance is bliss Problem sloved with just one kiss Ignorance is bliss Problem sloved with just one kiss I'm just trying to survive Pay my bills and stay alive All the world's problems ain't my fault I take it all with a grain of salt Ignorance is bliss Problem sloved with just one kiss Ignorance is bliss Problem sloved with just one kiss Ignorance.. Ignorance is no excuse Your problem's solved but what's the use Ignorance is no excuse The problem's solved then what's the use I try to tell them everyday But nobody listens to a word I say Look out my window, what do you see? Sometimes it's worse than that stupid TV Ignorance is b Ignorance Ignorance is bliss Ignorance Ignorance is bliss Ignorance Well, ignorance is bliss Ignorance |
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from Living Colour - Stain (1993)
We must never take these words too seriously Words are very important but then if we take them too seriously We destroy every thing... I'm not one of those joiners I'm not down with the club There's no place I'm going to You see, it's the hole I dug I just leave it alone I just leave it alone I just leave it alone I'm not down with this one Their motives are much too severe And that one, they're much too serious I don't plan to make this a career I just leave it alone I just leave it alone I just leave it alone We're always talking about peace But it's pieces that we find What's with all this tension? What is on your mind? Why are we always talking about peace? But it's pieces that we find Tell me what's with all this tension Tell me what is on your mind I wouldn't get into that one Naw, don't go for all their hype And you know I'll never be like that one Come on, I'm just not the type Well I gotta leave it alone Just gotta leave it alone Gonna just leave it alone Just gotta leave it alone No, no, no Leave it alone Leave it alone Leave it alone |
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from Living Colour - Stain (1993)
I always have the same fight with you It doesn't change no matter what we do Like, who is he, where was she, who were they with And why I don't care about it Why don't you mind your own business Why don't you mind your own business Why don't you mind your own business Why don't you mind your own business And leave mine alone Gossip buzzes around your head like bees in a hive Sometimes I think that's how you stay alive Don't you hate it when those little facts interrupt? So much more fun just to make it all up Why don't you mind your own business Why don't you mind your own business Why don't you mind your own business Why don't you mind your own business And leave mine alone Look, here's my point GET A LIFE A source gave me the scoop on you Can you confirm or deny that it's true? I heard that someone cut you down to size Somehow, you know, I'm not surprised Why don't you mind your own business Why don't you mind your own business Why don't you mind your own business Why don't you mind your own business Why don't you mind your own business Why don't you mind your own business Why don't you mind your own business Mind your own b Mind your own business And leave mine alone |
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from Living Colour - Stain (1993)
Starts from the back of your head Shifts to the front of your head because of the vibrations Ain't got no girl to kiss on, what I got Ain't got no face to sit on, what I got Ain't got no star to wish on, what I got I will never be satisfied I will never be satisfied I will never be satisfied until it ends in tears I've gotta have more and more, what I got That's what they make money for, what I got I sold my soul like a whore, what I got I will never be satisfied I will never be satisfied I will never be satisfied until it ends in tears No, I will never be satisfied I will never be satisfied I will never be satisfied until it ends in fire The world spins round and round and round My life's in pieces on the ground Some hearts just can't be bound, no I feel like I'm going to drown I got no hopes, no dreams, what I got I've got no ways and means, what I got What I have is this scheme, that's what I got Well, I will never be satisfied I will never be satisfied I will never be satisfied until it ends in tears No, I will never be satisfied I will never be satisfied I will never be satisfied until it ends in tears No, I will never be s I will never be satisfied I will never be satisfied until it ends in tears No, I will never be satisfied I will never be satisfied I will never be satisfied until it ends |
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from Living Colour - Stain (1993)
Like a descendant (?) I drift afar Far and wide Isolation separation Nowhere to hide Maybe there's somewhere I can go Where there's sunshine and the wind won't blow Nothingness All I have to feel is my lonliness Nothing in the attic 'cept an empty chest And nothing lasts forever Although there are many I look for no one No one but me I search for things That will take me high and far out of reach But this is the place I will call my own I live with the lies and the fear all alone Nothingness Lonliness Empty chest And nothing lasts forever |
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from Living Colour - Stain (1993)
I am an angel, stands in the corner, nobody sees me Invisible angel, makes certain signals, only I know what they me Dogs and demons walks in my head I am deep under pressure I understand what I have to do now I know I'm just following orders They crucify me again and again I won't stay on the cross Nobody knows the trouble I've seen Nobody knows what I've lost Heavy things, in a heavy bag, heavy thoughts on my mind Ghosts and monsters, you bastard sinners, you've ruined my life I walk through a crowd, nobody sees me, I'm invisible here I've come to finish my mission and put an end to his fear They crucify me again and again I won't stay on the cross Nobody knows the trouble I've seen Nobody knows what I've lost Day in, day out, day in, day out Chaos and carnage around me Well I hear thier shouts and cries Well I laugh at the gut when they try to surround me They won't take me alive They crucify me again and again I won't stay on the cross N Nobody knows what I've, nobody knows that it's Day in, day out, day in, day out, day in Nobody knows the trouble I've seen Nobody knows what I've lost |
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from Living Colour - Stain (1993)
56 times in 81 seconds...something like this This little pig has a mind of his own This little pig thinks he's cool This little pig thinks that he's all grown And this little pig needs school This little pig has something to prove This little piggie, he wants to be down Now this little pig wishes that he can undo The little pig that he shot down This little pig's on a mission This little pig needs a plan This little pig's got ambition This little pig does what he can This little pig's got cum on his hands This little pig needs money to talk This little pig comes up with a plan This little pig whistling rock This little pig thinks he's runnning the show This little pig thinks he's king of the hill This little pig, well he doesn't know He's the next pig to be killed 56 times in 81 seconds |
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from Living Colour - Stain (1993)
We hate each other 'cause of race and religion We hate each other 'cause of class and position We want to know why is love so hard to come by Give me a reason why you love so hard to try The walls between us all must fall The walls between us all must fall We hate each other 'cause we dance to different music We hate each other 'cause We hate each other 'cause that's what our parents taught us We hate each other for no reason at all The wall between us all must fall The wall between us all must fall We teach our young men how to kill and mame and torture We teach our young men how to make their mothers cry We want to know, why is love so hard to come by? Give me the answer, why is love so hard to try? The wall between us all must fall The wall between us all must fall This is how our world breaks down... The wall between us all must fall... This is how our world breaks down... The wall between us all must fall..... |
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