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from will.i.am - T.H.E (The Hardest Ever) [single] (2011)
can go hard or you can go home
You can go hard or you can go home You can go hard or you can go home You can go hard or you can go home You can go hard or you can go home You can go hard or you can go home You can go hard or you can go home You can go hard or you can go home Oh my goodness, this beat is so hard... Oh my goodness, this beat is so hard... [Will.I.Am] Imma go hard, hard to the core Hard like motherfuckin liquid swords Harder than worldwide stadium tours I am the future, delorian's doors Will he survive? Never deceased I don't think I'mma ever rest in peace Imma kill the game, leave the rest in pieces Now everybody want my recipe [?] I'm just making money for my grankids' nieces Imma work hard, that's my basis This beat is a shit, feces Pardon me ma'am, Imma go dumb Small.i.am, I'm complicated, hard.I.am I end the beginning, then starting again [Hook] You can go hard or you can go home You can go hard or you can go home You can go hard or you can go home You can go hard or you can go home You can go hard or you can go home You can go hard or you can go home You can go hard or you can go home You can go hard or you can go home Oh my goodness, this beat is so hard... Oh my goodness, this beat is so hard... [Will.I.Am] You can get that, or you can get this You can call it demon, Imma call it jesus You can get a curse, you can get a cross You can go to work, or you can be the boss Imma be the owner, be a [?] Imma go hard, like I'm on a fuckin boner Imma make the beat put the people in a coma You can be a geek or be a rolling stoner I woke up in the morning, Hard like morning wood in the morning Woke up thinking about my component E.t own the mic [?] I wait out like nasa, I'm way over here I don't pass out I get stacks of cash, you get [?] I go hard, statues [Hook] You can go hard or you can go home You can go hard or you can go home You can go hard or you can go home You can go hard or you can go home You can go hard or you can go home You can go hard or you can go home You can go hard or you can go home You can go hard or you can go home [Bridge] Now let me take this time to say I don't wanna beat you down You can go hard or you can go home Well I, I know there is a life to pay I don't wanna beat you down You can go hard or you can go home You can go hard... Wait a minute, Imma make it a little harder Imma make it a little harder Give it to you a little harder THIS IS HARD... [Mick Jagger] Hard like a rock n roll Time follows decades, explode Vivid as a stan mode Better move back now It's bout to blow [?] This is crazy Psychology Get it baby I'm bou to win Watch out now I'm going in You can go hard or you can go home You can go hard You can go hard or you can go home You can go hard You can go hard or you can go home You can go hard You can go hard or you can go home You can go hard tlfqjdkrehd님께서 등록해주신 가사입니다. |
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from The Rolling Stones - Live At The Max [video] (2009)
I can't get no satisfaction,
I can't get no satisfaction. 'Cause I try and I try and I try and I try. I can't get no, I can't get no. When I'm drivin' in my car and that man comes on the radio and he's tellin' me more and more about some useless information supposed to fire my imagination. I can't get no, oh no no no. Hey hey hey, that's what I say. I can't get no satisfaction, I can't get no satisfaction. 'Cause I try and I try and I try and I try. I can't get no, I can't get no. When I'm watchin' my TV and that man comes on to tell me how white my shirts can be. Well he can't be a man 'cause he doesn't smoke the same cigarrettes as me. I can't get no, oh no no no. Hey hey hey, that's what I say. I can't get no satisfaction, I can't get no girl with action. 'Cause I try and I try and I try and I try. I can't get no, I can't get no. When I'm ridin' round the world and I'm doin' this and I'm signing that and I'm tryin' to make some girl who tells me baby better come back later next week 'cause you see I'm on losing streak. I can't get no, oh no no no. Hey hey hey, that's what I say. I can't get no, I can't get no, I can't get no satisfaction, no satisfaction, no satisfaction, no satisfaction. |
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from The Rolling Stones - Live At The Max [video] (2009)
Sun turnin' 'round with graceful motion
We're setting off with soft explosion Bound for a star with fiery oceans It's so very lonely, you're a hundred light years from home Freezing red deserts turn to dark Energy here in every part It's so very lonely, you're six hundred light years from home It's so very lonely, you're a thousand light years from home It's so very lonely, you're a thousand light years from home Bell flight fourteen you now can land Seen you on Aldebaran, safe on the green desert sand It's so very lonely, you're two thousand light years from home It's so very lonely, you're two thousand light years from home |
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from The Rolling Stones - Live At The Max [video] (2009)
Gold coast slave ship bound for cotton fields
Sold in a market down in New Orleans Scarred old slaver knows he's doing alright Hear him whip the women just around midnight Brown sugar how come you taste so good? Brown sugar just like a young girl should Drums beating, cold English blood runs hot Lady of the house wonderin' where it's gonna stop House boy knows that he's doing alright You shoulda heard him just around midnight Brown sugar how come you taste so good, now? Brown sugar just like a young girl should, now Ah, get along, brown sugar how come you taste so good, baby? Ah, got me feelin' now, brown sugar just like a black girl should I bet your mama was a tent show queen And all here boyfriends were sweet sixteen I'm no schoolboy but I know what I like You shoulda heard me just around midnight Brown sugar how come you taste so good, baby? Ah, brown sugar just like a young girl should, yeah I said yeah, yeah, yeah, woo How come you...how come you taste so good? Yeah, yeah, yeah, woo Just like a...just like a black girl should Yeah, yeah, yeah, woo |
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from The Rolling Stones - Live At The Max [video] (2009)
I met a gin soaked, bar-room queen in Memphis.
She tried to take me upstairs for a ride. She had to heave me right across her shoulder. 'Cause I just can't seem to drink you off my mind. It's the honky tonk women. Gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues. I played a divorcee in New York City. I had to put up some kind of a fight. The lady then she covered me with roses. She blew my nose and then she blew my mind. It's the honky tonk women. Gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues. (Yeah!) It's the honky tonk women. Gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues (Yeah!) It's the honky tonk women. Gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues. |
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from The Rolling Stones - Live At The Max [video] (2009)
I see a red door and I want it painted black,
no colours anymore I want them to turn black. I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes, I have to turn my head until the darkness goes. I see a line of cars and they're all painted black, with flowers and my love, both never to come back. I see people turn their heads and quickly look away, like a newborn baby it just happens every day. I look inside myself and see my heart is black, I see my red door and I want it painted black. Maybe then I'll fade away and not have to face the facts, it's not easy facing up when your whole world is black. No more will my green sea go turn a deeper blue, I could not forsee this thing happening to you. If I look hard enough into the setting sun, my love will laugh with me before the morning comes. I see a red door and I want it painted black, no colours anymore I want them to turn black. I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes, I have to turn my head until my darkness goes. |
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from The Rolling Stones - Live At The Max [video] (2009)
She would never say where she came from
Yesterady don′′t matter if it′′s gone While the sun is bright or In the darkest night No one knows She comes and go Goodbye Ruby Tuesday, who could hang a name on you? When you change with ev′′ry new day Still I′′m gonna miss you Don′′t question why she needs to be so free She′′ll tell you it′′s the only way to be She just can′′t be chained to a Life where nothing′′s gained and nothing′′s lost at such a cost Goodbye Ruby Tuesday, who could hang a name on you? When you change... ″There′′s no time to lose″ I heard her say Catch your dreams before they slip away Dying all the time Lose your dreams and you will lose your mind Ain′′t life unkind? Goodbye Ruby Tuesday, who could hang a name on you? When you change... |
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from The Rolling Stones - Live At The Max [video] (2009)
Start Me Up
by Rolling Stones (Jagger-Richards, 1981) If you start me up, If you start me up I'll never stop You can start me up, You can start me up I'll never stop I've been running hot You got me just about to blow my top You can start me up, you can start me up, I'll never stop, never stop, never stop You make a grown man cry, you make a grown man cry You make a grown man cry, Spread out the oil, the gasoline I walk smooth ride in a mean, mean machine Start it up You can start me up Kick on the starter, give it all you've got (you got, you got) I can't compete With the riders in the other heats If you rough it up If you like it you can slit it up, slide it up Slide it up, slide it up Don't make a grown man cry, don't make a grown man cry Don't make a grown man cry, My eyes dilate, my lips go green My hands are greasy, she's a mean, mean machine Start it up Start me up Ah... you've got to... you've got to Never, never, never stop Start it up Ah...start it up, never, never, never You make a grown man cry you make a grown man cry You make a grown man cry Ride like the wind, at double speed I'll take you places that you've never, never seen It you start it up, Love the day when we will never stop Never stop, never, never, never stop Tough me up Never stop, never stop You, you, you make a grown man cry You, you make a dead man come, you, you, you make a dead man come |
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from The Rolling Stones - Live At The Max [video] (2009)
(We're gonna do one more, then we're gonna go)
Everywhere I hear the sound of marching charging feet boy 'cause summer's here, and the time is right For fighting in the street boy Well what can a poor boy do 'cept to sing for a rock and roll band 'cause this sleepy London town Is just no place for a street fighting man! Hey, said the time is right for palace revolution 'cause where I live the games they play Is compromise solution Well what can a poor boy do 'cept to sing for a rock and roll band 'cause this sleepy London town Is just no place for a street fighting man! (oh yeah) Hey, said my name is called disturbance I'll shout and scream, I'll kill the King I'll rail at all his servants Well what can a poor boy do 'cept to sing for a rock and roll band 'cause in sleepy London town There's just no place for a street fighting man! (Get down) |
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from The Rolling Stones - Live At The Max [video] (2009)
Please allow me to introduce myself
I'm a man of wealth and taste I've been around for a long, long year Stole many a man's soul and faith And I was 'round when Jesus Christ Had his moment of doubt and pain Made damn sure that Pilate Washed his hands and sealed his fate Pleased to meet you Hope you guess my name But what's puzzling you Is the nature of my game I stuck around St. Petersberg When I saw it was a time for a change Killed the Czar and his ministers Anastasia screamed in vain I rode a tank Held a general's rank When the Blitzkrieg raged And the bodies stank Pleased to meet you Hope you guess my name, oh yeah What's puzzling you Is the nature of my game, oh yeah I watched with glee While your kings and queens Fought for ten decades For the Gods they made I shouted out "Who killed the Kennedys?" When after all It was you and me Let me please introduce myself I'm a man of wealth and taste And I laid traps for troubadors Who get killed before they reached Bombay (Bombay is the word I found listed on all of the lyrics pages I found, but the actual lyric on the soundtrack sounds as if it has more syllables than that, to me - DA) Pleased to meet you Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah But what's puzzling you Is the nature of my game, oh yeah, get down, baby Pleased to meet you Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah But what's confusing you Is just the nature of my game Just as every cop is a criminal And all the sinners saints As heads is tails Just call me Lucifer 'Cause I'm in need of some restraint So if you meet me Have some courtesy Have some sympathy, and some taste Use all your well-learned politesse Or I'll lay your soul to waste, um yeah Pleased to meet you Hope you guessed my name, um yeah But what's puzzling you Is the nature of my game, um baby, get down Woo, who Oh yeah, get on down Oh yeah Oh yeah! Tell me baby, what's my name Tell me honey, baby guess my name Tell me baby, what's my name I tell you one time, you're to blame Ooo, who Ooo, who Ooo, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Oh, yeah What's my name Tell me, baby, what's my name Tell me, sweetie, what's my name Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Oh, yeah |
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from Mick Jagger - Wandering Spirt (2007)
Play upon your heart strings to me
I will sing a strange melody Dance with me a magic ballet Stay with me 'til night turns to day Let me in your dreams Angel in my heart Angel in my heart By a pool of darkening dreams Love is slowly twisting downstream Underneath the tortuos trees Out into the sad, silent seas Lock me in your arms Angel in my heart Angel in my heart How can I feel, how can I feel love when you're gone How much sin, how much can true forgiving cost I'm in your skin, I want to win back what I've lost How can I feel, how can I feel love when you're gone I'm in your skin, I want to win back what I've lost I can feel the salt on my skin I can hear the birds on the wing I can smell the wood on the fire I can see the smoke of desire Let me in your dreams Angel in my heart Angel in my heart |
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from Mick Jagger - Wandering Spirt (2007)
Life is rich, but it's way too short
You make a lot of money, but you just want more I don't need the pain right here in my heart But I hate every minute when we're so far apart It was love in a minute, it was love in a flash It brings me no pleasure, just a stab in the back It brings me no comfort, it brings me no peace A weight on my shoulder, it's a fatal disease So don't tear me up I don't ever wanna see your picture again And don't poison my blood I don't ever wanna see your face here no more Gonna finish it quick, gonna finish it clean Don't wanna be bitter. I don't wanna be mean I feel like we're driving down a dead-end street I've come so far I wanna crash the car I wanna land right on my feet I said don't tear me up I don't ever wanna see your picture again I said don't tear me up I don't ever wanna see your face here no more But I dream of you constantly, you'll be my angel of light And in the dark rooms of sleeplessness You'll be my lover each night Life is a bitch, it's way too short Unlike a politician it just can't be bought Think about the tenderness, and think about the craziness And if you ever wanna hate me come and Stick a knife right in my chest I said don't tear me up I don't ever wanna see your picture again I said don't tear me up I don't ever wanna see your face here no more I said don't tear me up I said don't tear me up I said don't poison my blood I don't ever wanna see your picture again |
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from Mick Jagger - Wandering Spirt (2007)
People say that I'm high class
But I'm low down all the while People think That I'm crazy When I flash that California smile But I can still paint the town All the colour of your evening gown While I'm waiting for your blonde hair To turn grey People say I'm a drinker But I'm sober half the time People say I'm a loser But I get lucky on the side Yeah but I can still paint the town All the colour of your evening gown While I'm waiting for your blonde hair To turn grey All my life I waited for Someone who would show where the bliss is All my life I waited for Someone who would take me past the kissing People say I'm a loner I like to get lost in the crowds People call me a dresser I wear my sports clothes way too loud Yeah but I can still paint the town I can shake it and turn it upside down While I'm waiting for your blonde hair While I'm waiting for your blonde hair While I'm waiting for your blonde hair To turn grey |
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from Mick Jagger - Wandering Spirt (2007)
I wish I was in London
Or some other seaport town I'll set myself on a steamship And I'll sail the ocean round While sailing around the ocean While sailing around the sea I dream of Handsome Molly Wherever she might be Her hair's as black as raven Her eyes as black as coal Her teeth are like lilies That in the morning glow Oh, don't you remember, Molly You gave me your right hand You said that if you married Well I would be your man And now you've gone and left me Go on with who you please My poor heart is aching here Lying at your ease And I go down to the river When everyone's asleep I dream of handsome Molly And sit right down and weep I wish I was in London Or some other seaport town I'll set myself on a steamship And I'll sail the ocean round While sailing around the ocean While sailing around the sea I'd dream of Handsome Molly Wherever she might be |
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from Mick Jagger - Wandering Spirt (2007)
Like a picture you came into my life
Like a picture the colours fade away Love is fragile, you hide it from the light It lasts forever and always stays the same Like a movie, you swept into my life And like a movie, the stars just fade away Hang on to me tonight Stay close to me all day Hang on to me tonight Stay close to me all day Ah, honey, while there's youth upon your face Ah, honey, are you tiring of the race My cards are on the table You can get up and walk away Or stay Like a movie, you swept into my life And like a movie, the stars just fade away All the characters are mouthing out their lines And the love scenes are shot in shades of grey Hang on to me tonight Stay close to me all day Hang on to me tonight Stay close to me all day Ah, baby, while there's youth upon your face Ah, baby, don't you lose that natural grace My cards are on the table You can get up and walk away Or stay Hang on to me tonight Stay close to me all day Hang on to me tonight Stay close to me all day |
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from Mick Jagger - Wandering Spirt (2007)
I've been lonely for so long
Don't seem like happiness will come along Well I've been lonely for so long Don't seem like happiness will come along These ain't rain clouds over my head Everybody's throwing rocks in my bed Just can't seem to get ahead in life Nothing I do seems to turn out right Somebody help me now I've been lonely for so long Don't seem like happiness will come along Well I've been lonely for so long Don't seem like happiness will come along I lay awake most every night Trying to figure out how to make things right There's got to be a better way I know To shake this monkey off cos it's making me so Won't somebody help me please I've been lonely for so long Don't seem like happiness will come along Well I've been lonely for so long Don't seem like happiness will come along I've been lonely for so long Don't seem like happiness will come along Well I've been lonely for so long Don't seem like happiness will come along |
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from Mick Jagger - Wandering Spirt (2007)
See looka here, wanna see my gun
It's an Uzi and it packs a lot of punch It sure is loud, I got it fixed You wanna feel, you wanna touch this little bitch I wanna testify, it's a crazy world out there I wanna tell ya now, it's a brutal world out there I'm just a mother of a man I've got the stopper in my hand Judge and jury help me please Ain't gonna get down on my knees Oh no, god help me now You know my wife, she don't feel safe Since we had a lot of trouble near our place These kids are poor, I know it's hard But why'd they have to do it in their own backyard I wanna testify, it's a crazy world out there I don't know what to tell you, it's a barbaric world out there I'm just a mother of a man I wanna take the witness stand Judge and jury help me please The sirens sound, the streets all bleed I'm just a mother of a man Just a mother of a man Oh yeah, God help me now I wanna testify, it's a crazy, crazy, crazy world out there I wanna tell ya now that it's a barbaric world out there I'm just a mother of a man I wanna take the witness stand Judge and jury help me please The sirens sigh, the streets all bleed I'm just a mother of a man Here I stand, here I stand I'm just a mother of a man Yeah, God help me now |
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from Mick Jagger - Wandering Spirt (2007)
I saw a glittering moon
I saw a beautiful morning Shining on the hill And I grabbed the cat by the tail The future with my finger nails But now I live in fear It's all out of focus It's all, baby, so unclear It's all out of focus It's all, baby, so unreal I saw towering spires, I heard beautiful chimes, I heard them peal I saw visions of grace, I saw heavenly place, then it disappeared Maybe I lied a little bit too much Maybe I cried a little bit too much I saw the future just shatter in glass It's all out of focus It's all, baby, so unclear It's all out of focus And nothing is revealed I was walking on clouds, yeah and talking so proud, but I did not hear Voices singing so loud, said you're tumbling down, to the streets of tears It's all out of focus It's all, baby, so unclear It's all out of focus It's all, baby, so unreal Sometime I lied a little bit too hard Sometime I cried a little bit too hard I saw the future just vanish like glass It's all out of focus It's all, baby, so unclear It's all out of focus And nothing is revealed |
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from Mick Jagger - Wandering Spirt (2007)
Yeah you put me in the trash
Yeah you gave me up for lost Now I see that you're doing alright Take a look at me and count the cost Baby can't you see I'm short on greens I am your long lost man, you don't recognize me I used to load you up with cash I used to dress you like a dream All the fancy food, you always wolfed it down Yeah but you never made a scene Baby can't you see, I'm no fantasy I am your long lost man, you don't recognize me Standing around in the rain, with my hands froze Looking around for small change in your window Out in the cold once again, write out a cheque for old flames Pity for old time sake, I'll make your heart glow Yeah, I'm your long lost man, don't you recognize me Gimme some money baby, I'm broke Why don't you, why don't you dig right down in your purse And gimme some dough Yeah don't you remember me baby Don't you remember all those Jean Paul Gaultier dresses I bought you and all those tickets to the opera What about that bright red ferrari I bought you now And all those, and all those shoes Yeah I know it's the recession baby, but give me some money Yeah come on now be generous Oh yeah alright |
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from Mick Jagger - Wandering Spirt (2007)
In the beginning, when life was simple
We were at each other night and day You were so sensual and so inventive We said we'd stick together come what may In the beginning, you were so brutal You turned the heat on in the afternoon Get so excited, get so addicted You had me eating from your golden spoon Now I don't wanna spoil the party I know it goes against the grain As the plane touched down I got movies of you Running through my fevered brain I really love my sweet thing, I can't give her up I really love my sweet thing, I can't give her up I really love my sweet thing, I can't give her up In the beginning, when we were winning I was your ever-present love-sick fool You turned the heat off and left me standing Freezing by your swimming pool I can't give it up I can't give it up I can't give it up I can't give it up Now I don't wanna spoil the party I know it goes against the grain As the plane touched down, and the midnight moon Can't just walk away Really love my sweet thing, wanna' lick it up Really love my sweet thing, wanna' lick it up Really love my sweet thing, can't give it up Really love my sweet thing, can't give it up |
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from Mick Jagger - Wandering Spirt (2007)
Think about the sacrifices that I made for you
Think about the hard times that you put me through Think about the good things that I done for you Think about the bad things that I tried not to do Come on baby Think about the good things Think about the bad things Think about the right things Think about the wrong things And baby before you leave me you'll realise That I'm the one who loves you How much of the happiness can you really claim How many tears have I shed, am I not to blame Though I can't remember what went wrong I tried so hard to please you, least that's what I thought Come on baby Think about the good things Think about the bad things Think about the right things Think about the wrong things And baby before you leave me you'll realise That I'm the one who loves you Come on baby Think about the good things Think about the bad things Think about the right things Think about the wrong things And baby before you leave me you'll realise That I'm the one who loves you Think about the sacrifices that I made for you Think about the hard times that you put me through Think about the good things that I done for you Think about the bad things that I tried not to do Come on baby Think about the good things Think about the bad things Think about the right things Think about the wrong things Come on baby Think about the good things And baby before you leave me you'll realise That I'm the one who loves you And baby before you leave me you'll realise That I'm the one who loves you And baby before you leave me you'll realise That I'm the one who loves you |
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from Mick Jagger - Wandering Spirt (2007)
My friends feel their appointed duty
They keep trying to tell me all you want to do is use me Uh huh but my answer about all that use me stuff I want to spread the news that if it feels this good getting used You can keep on using me Until you use me up Until you use me up My brother sit me right down and he talked to me He told me that I ought to not let you just walk on me Well I'm sure that he meant well, yeah but when Our talk was through I said brother if you only knew you'd wish you were in my shoes You could keep on using me Until you use me up Until you use me up Sometimes it's true you really do abuse me Oh you get me in a crowd of high class people And you act real nasty to me I said, oh baby, baby, baby, when you love me I can't get enough I want to spread the news that if it feels this good getting used You can keep on using me Until you use me up Until you use me up |
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from Mick Jagger - Wandering Spirt (2007)
When all the twelve Apostles try to ring me on the phone
Take a message but I won't return their call For I have no eyes to see him and I thought I lost my way And I know I've lost the keys to your door And I climbed the highest mountain and I looked down on the sea And I saw a ship a-sail to the shore I took a passage to the East and I journeyed to the West I made love from Battambang to Baltimore I said, oh, am I running in a race I said, oh, am I getting anyplace I said, oh, can I make it I'm a wandering spirit I'm a wandering spirit I'm a wandering spirit I'm a wandering spirit, yes I am a restless soul I'm a wandering spirit, there's no place that I can call my own I was a glutton at the banquet and I spilt the finest wine Trod the pyramids and ruins of Angkor I kissed the Mona Lisa and I breakfasted with kings And I touched the nerves of nature in the raw I said, oh, am I running in a race I said, oh, take that smile right off your face I said, oh, I can't make it I'm a wandering spirit I'm a wandering spirit I'm a wandering spirit, no escape, no parole I'm a wandering spirit I'm a wandering spirit I'm a wandering spirit, there's no place that I can call my home I said, oh, am I running in a race I said, oh, take that smile right off your face I said, oh, I can't make it I'm a wandering spirit I'm a wandering spirit I'm a wandering spirit, looking for a place to go I'm a wandering spirit I'm a wandering spirit I'm a wandering spirit, no escape, no parole I'm a wandering spirit, I'm a lost and lonely soul |
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from Mick Jagger - Wandering Spirt (2007)
You go squeeze in your dress, and go strap on your boots
I'm gonna sharpen my nails and primp up real cute I'm gonna smoke up a storm and step into the night I'm getting ready to burn, I'm getting ready to fly I said a, hey, are you shooting to kill Hey, would I tell you a lie We'll be slamming tequilas, popping hydrogen And lose the coils and the kinks that are wrecking my life Give me a drink, don't be talking so much, you're a pain in the butt How can I think when you puke up your guts, I'll be juiced on this stuff We'll be wired all night We hit the high life We'll be wired all night We hit the high life Watch me now You blew a jelly-face Joe, Pedro the pimp I'm as hard as a brick, hope I never go limp Is the earthquake shaking, is there gonna be war Tell the National Guard to mind the grocery store I said, hey, and I don't give a hoot Hey, I need some earthly delights I'll be drowning my sorrows, banging my box 'Til the sirens start singing and I'm ready to fly Give me a drink, don't be talking so much, you're a pain in the butt How can I think when you puke up your guts, I'll be juiced on this stuff We'll be wired all night We hit the high life We'll be wired all night We hit the high life Give me a drink, don't be talking so much, you're a pain in the butt How can I think when you puke up your guts, I'll be juiced on this stuff I'll be kicked in the nuts We'll be wired all night We hit the high life We'll be wired all night We hit the high life |
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from Mick Jagger - She's The Boss (2007)
We got half a life, we got half a dream
We got half a love, we got half a scheme Always sitting in the darkness, I'll wait for you Nervous of the neighbors, I'd like a hotel room Cause I'm indiscreet, can't keep quiet Heaven I don't know how I can't go on seeing you like this Give that knife just one more twist This affair is really going to break my heart Living half a life is better than nothing, half a dream You know I can't keep quiet 'cause I'm indiscreet I guess half a loaf leaves me feeling hungry Half a glass, half a dream, half a life Heaven I don't know how! I can't go on seeing you like this Give that knife just one more little twist This affair is really going to break my heart Let's call our friends! Let's go hang out! Let's go out dancing! Let's jump and shout! Let's go be seen! Let's dress up chic! Show we're in love! Right on our street! Let's go out trashy! Let's go act cheap! What does it matter what other people think? Step in the bright lights! Let's go act wild! I want to show that you're mine all mine Here's to freezing in the doorways, here's to taking separate taxis To our stolen conversations, we're never seen together Half a dream, half a life, heaven I don't know how! But I can't go on seeing you like this! Give that knife just one more little twist This affair is really going to break my heart I can't go on seeing you like this! I can't go on seeing you like this! I can't go on seeing you like this! I can't go on seeing you like this! Give that knife just one more little twist I can't go on seeing you like this! I can't go on seeing you like this! Give that knife just one more little twist... |
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from Mick Jagger - She's The Boss (2007)
She's a hard woman to please And I thought about letting her know She's a hard lady to leave And I thought about letting her go She's a tough lady to leave But, I thought about it She's a hard lady to please, yes she is I gave her laughter, she wanted diamonds I was romantic, she treated my cruelly Where is the mercy, where is the love? You see, passion has a funny way Of burning down and running low And suddenly it goes out And you wonder where does it go She's a hard woman to please I've thought about letting her know She's a hard lady to leave, yes she is I gave her laughter, she wanted diamonds She was unfaithful, treated me cruelly Where is the mercy, where is the love? I'm alone at last; something inside of me knows I could have loved in vain For a thousand years I have to let her go I've got to let her go I've got to say goodbye How can I say goodbye to my baby? She's a tough cookie, hard lady I've got to say goodbye Alone at last and something inside of me knows I could have loved in vain for a thousand years I have to let her go And time goes so fast and new love starts so slow I could have loved in wain for a thousand years I have to let her go I've got to let her go I've got to say goodbye Hard woman to please, yes you are Hard woman,tough lady, I've got to, I've got to say goodbye. How can I say goodbye to my baby? How can I say goodbye to my baby? So long honey. |
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from Mick Jagger - She's The Boss (2007)
Give me just another night, just another night with you
Give me just another kiss, just before the dawn breaks through 'Cause I'm homesick, feel a little down and blue And I'm hurting, hurting baby just like you I was lonely 'til I saw you at the station And I never thought you'd keep our rendezvous Baby it's true. Give me just another night, just another night with you Give me just another kiss, just before the dawn breaks through 'Cause I'm hungry, hungry for your loving baby And I'm thirsty, thirsty for your loving baby And a one-day pass to heaven is so hard to find And a one-night pass ain't really what I had in mind I need your sweet tenderness, I need your soft caress I know the day is coming, don't take away your loving Can't you see that I'm human? Just because you've seen my face, just because you know my name I'm a stranger in this town, can't I have my ups and downs? Can't you see that I'm human? I get hungry, get thirsty I get moody, I need attention I need your love I need your love I want your love Give me just another night, just another night with you 'Cause I'm freezing in this hundred-dollar hotel room Don't make me leave you. No, don't you be so cruel |
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from Mick Jagger - She's The Boss (2007)
Lonely
Lonely Lonely Lonely God know's you're ambitious, see you push so hard You want to get to the top of the heap from Sunset Boulevard Oh, it leads small-town girls astray Oh, it leads small-town girls astray 'Cause it's lonely, lonely at the top Baby, it's hot! It's lonely, lonely at the top Baby, it's hot! They're going to tear your soul away Theater is deserted and the boards are bare You're next up for the reading and you're feeling scared Oh, but you really want the part so bad Yeah, go on, show them how a star should act Yeah, it's lonely, lonely at the top Baby, it's hot Yeah, it's lonely, lonely at the top Baby, it's hot They're going to tear your soul away You could be a doctor, you could be a nurse There's no time to rehearse You work as a waitress, you clean up the bar But soon you'll be noticed, you'll be a star You get your nomination, your heart's beating fast Yes, and the winner is you! You won the prize at last Oh, it leads small-town girls astray Oh, it leads small-town girls astray 'Cause it's lonely, lonely at the top Yeah, baby, it's hot! They're going to strip your soul away It's lonely, lonely It's lonely You get hungry, you get thirsty You know you get thirsty... |
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from Mick Jagger - She's The Boss (2007)
A betting fool, a gambling man
No sooner up you're down again Mama said you won't get hurt Don't play the cards, you won't get burned But there's a place where I still win But there's no money in this thing The game of hearts puts me in spades The only game I got it made Oh, I'm lucky in love! Yes, I've got the winning touch Lucky in love! Suddenly, I'm dangerous I'm betting on a filly down at the track A natural-born winner, that's a fact A hundred yards from the winning post The horse fell down, must seen a ghost But there's a place where I still win That is still my sure-fire thing I will play the jack of spades You play the queen, I'll play the knave Oh, I'm lucky in love! Yes, I've got the winning touch Lucky in love!! Suddenly, I'm dangerous I know it's a mystery when the numbers come up 'Cause mathematics is Greek to me But I'm lucky, I'm lucky, I'm lucky in love Yeah, Las Vegas at night at the roulette wheel Yeah, Monte Carlo try to cut a deal Atlantic City, I lose at craps Back in London try to win in back And late at night I lay in bed With a pistol to my head Swear I couldn't take no more And in she walks right through my door Oh, I'm lucky in love! When I think I've had enough Lucky in love! Yes, I've got the winning touch Suddenly, I'm dangerous Yes I'm lucky, Yes I'm lucky Yes I'm lucky, yes I'm lucky Yes I'm lucky, yes I'm lucky Lucky with the ladies Thank God for the ladies Otherwise, I'd go, I'd go crazy How about a line of credit For say, ten thousand dollars? Eighteen on the red Put me, put me home to bed Yes I'm lucky, yes I'm lucky Yes I'm lucky, yes I'm lucky Yes I'm lucky, yes I'm lucky Lucky with the ladies I'm sitting here with a full house I just can't believe I'll lose out on this Okay! Okay! Your ten thousand and ten thousand more You want to raise me, you want to raise me? How about this? Twenty thousand and twenty thousand more Okay! You want to see me? Well I got, I got a full house What's that? A royal flush? Well, ain't that a bust, I'm broke! |
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from Mick Jagger - She's The Boss (2007)
Running out of luck, running out of speed
lucking for some loving, yes I got the need Must have spent a fortune, but did I spend it well If I wanted water, I got it from the well Throwing out a whole life's low life's possessions Throwing out a whole life's low life's possessions Running out of heat, running out of gas Running out of money, way too fast Running out of liquor, there's nothing left to eat Running out of luck, hungry for the meat Running out of whole life's low life's possessions Running out of luck, living with the loneliness Running out of luck, heavy on the holiness Take it easy with the emptiness Running out of luck Push it to the brink, you can take it to the edge Fighting for survival, clinging to the ledge You can strip me back to nothing, you never get me beat Running out of luck, just running of heat Running out of whole life's low life's possessions Running out of whole life's low life's possessions Running out of luck, living with the loneliness Running out of luck, heavy on the holiness Easy with the emptiness Running out of luck |
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from Mick Jagger - She's The Boss (2007)
I heard a story, all about you
I heard the secrets, maybe they're true I read the papers, I read the news I hear the gossip, all about you They say that you're really not so prim and prude Behind it all you're rather rude And really go for younger men Italian types and lots of them I can't believe it baby Maybe it's true Honey, honey, honey! Do it for the money I heard the stories On saturday night, out in the back room After one or two lies Your name is mentioned It gives me a fright Dishonorable mention Puts you in a new light You've been going downtown slave romancing Nasty, mean and fancy dancin With your nose in plastic bags People talk and tongues all wag I can't believe it baby I've been a fool 'Cause scales have just fell from my eyes You can't keep up your disguise Tell me about your adventures in living I won't write a word of libel Swear it on a thousand Bibles But, I admit, I have got my misgivings Maybe it's true Honey, honey, honey! Do it for the money I read the papers, I read the news I scan the columns for pictures of you You with the husband, you with the mayor, youu with the kids Now who are you kidding, who you kidding? How can you dare? While you are the mistress of a mafia man Who's working for the Vatican And all your money crisply ironed in off-shore banks Your friends are kind I can't believe it baby Maybe it's true Honey, honey, honey! Do it for the money Yeah, you've been a nasty girl Yeah, you've been bad You've been bad, you've been bad You better come over here And take your punishment Bad, bad, bad! Bad, bad, bad! Honey, honey, honey! Do it for the money |
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from Mick Jagger - She's The Boss (2007)
Stay home my child, stay home with me
Stay home my child, stay home with me Oh please! When I first met you, you looked so soft Sso feminine, you looked so lost What a fool I was You called me manly, so masterful You called me manly, so powerful Was I ever gullible She's the boss! She's the boss! So I stay home, I stay home, stay hohe, stay home It's all over, the party's over! It's all over, I'll just shut my mouth Now don't be cruel! Say you don't mean it Now don't be cruel! Say you don't mean it You the boss! Are you the boss? She's the boss! She's the boss in the office, she's the boss in the kitchen, She's the boss in bed, she's the boss in my head She's the boss! Okay! You're the boss! Okay! You're the boss! Okay! Okay! Okay! I do what you say! Okay! Now she's the guvernor, she's number one From where I'm standing, I'm just a bum Stay home, I stay home, stay home, stay home It's all over, the party's over! It's all over, the party's over! The party's over! Okay, I'll do what you say baby, it's okay You want breakfast in bed? You got breakfast in bed You want me to hold all calls? I'll hold all calls You want me to fix your hair? I'll fix your hair You want me to fix you dinner? I'll fix you dinner You want me to stay up late? I'll stay up late No problem, no problem She's the boss! She's the boss! It's all over, the party's over! I'll keep my big mouth shut Yes, she's the boss, she's the boss! She's got the pants on, now she's the boss! I stay home. What'd I say? You want to what? Not right now baby I've got a headache You want it right now baby? Well, I've got to wash my hair Okay, okay! I'll do what you say, okay, okay, okay! You're the boss, you're the boss You've got the pants on, now you're the boss! |
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from Mick Jagger - She's The Boss (2007)
Turn the girl loose! I won't hurt nobody
Turn the girl loose! Let her speak for herself The hounds are on the track, they won't catch nobody The hounds are on the track, I don't really care Turn the girl loose! I won't touch nobody Turn the girl loose! Let her out of your heart She's calling out across the lacquered ocean She's calling out - hear her cry for help? Turn the girl loose! She won't touch nobody She ain't your mama. She ain't your sister Let her out of your heart Turn the girl loose! I won't touch nobody She ain't your lover. She ain't your brother Let her out of jail Just turn that girl loose! I won't hurt nobody. I swear! Let her out, let her out Let her out, let her out of jail You're hanging out and you're sniffing the ground for some new blood Don't ever get careless and don't leave the keys in the door I found her crying and helpless, we made a quick getaway She's here to tell you she don't want to see you no more Turn that girl loose! I won't hurt nobody Turn the girl loose! Let her speak for herself Put her on the rack. Put her in seclusion When you turned your back, I got the keys to her heart She's calling out across the lacquered ocean She's crying, crying out for help Turn the girl loose! Turn the girl loose! Turn the girl loose! Let her speak for herself Let her speak for herself Let her out of your heart |
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from Mick Jagger - Primitive Cool (2007)
And I just don't do things by halves
So come now please don't make me laugh The wicked lay stones in my path And friends who are snakes in the grass I felt the warmth of you in summer days gone by The waves they rock the boat You smiled at me and closed your eyes I won't bow down, I won't kow tow Won't be seen to, won't be lied to I won't turn tail, won't be blackmailed by you And I can see through you like glass So come now please don't make me laugh I hear the country church bells ring for you I see the church choir rise and sing for you But I'll be leaving soon, I'm off at high noon I've got a heavy heart, we touch a long past I won't bow down, I won't kow tow Won't be seen to, won't be lied to I won't turn tail, won't be blackmailed But if you think of me Think something sweet of me I look around in rage There's nothing left There's nothing saved Some memories, a photograph The future looms, so damn the past I don't want you, I don't need you I won't bow down, I won't kow tow I won't turn tail, I won't be blackmailed Won't be seen to, won't be lied to Ohh, ooh, ooh |
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from Mick Jagger - Primitive Cool (2007)
No sitting down on your butt
The world don't owe you No sitting down in a rut I wanna show you Don't waste your energy On making enemies Just take a deep breath And work your way up Let's work, be proud Stand tall, touch the clouds Man and woman, be free Let's work, kill poverty La, la, la Work your way up Let's work, be proud Stand tall, touch the clouds Man and woman, be free Let's work, kill poverty You're sitting down on your butt And your get greedy You start to lose your nuts Don't you look seedy Can generosity bring you humility So take a deep breath Ain't gonna sweat for you Ain't gonna sigh for you Ain't gonna cry for you If you're lazy Ain't gonna slave for you Ain't gonna hurt for you It just won't work for you If you're lazy Let's work, be proud Stand tall, touch the clouds Let's work, let's eat Let's live in ecstasy Man and woman, be free Let's work, kill poverty Let's work, be proud Stand tall, touch the clouds Man and woman, be free Let's work, let's work Get down in the dirt and let's work Get down in the dirt and let's work Get up, be free Get down in the dirt, let's work Get down in the dirt, let's work Get down in the dirt Take off your shirt Get down in the dirt Let's work |
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from Mick Jagger - Primitive Cool (2007)
You used to be my party doll
But now you say the party's over You used to love to honky tonk But now the honky tonking's over Now life is a bitter thing, my sweet Now life is a mystery to me Love's pain, I ain't buying Love's strange. I keep trying, trying, trying You used to be my party doll But now you want to live in clover You used to be my number one But now those salad days are over Times change but fascination stays Love wins but the passion just fades I'll drink to the dancing days I'll drink to your crazy ways Through the whiskey haze Face the music, face the truth Chase that fleet sweet bird of youth Grow up sweetly, grow up strong Hear the heartbeat, in my song Love's pain, I ain't buying Love's strange. I keep trying, trying, trying You used to be my party doll But now you say the party's over You used to love to honky tonk But now those dancing days are over You used to be my number one But now you vanished in the ozone |
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from Mick Jagger - Primitive Cool (2007)
No more sleaze ball, funky, low down, skunky juke joints
Where the drinks are knee deep on the floor And the clientele is posed and angry And the pretty girls are whores Who gild the lily, and more's the pity If you really want to live a life of passion If you really want to dance your life away There's a place I really got to show you It's down in the alley, really hid away (treat me) Soul City, Soul City Peace for the wicked Life for the living in Soul City It's a way on down the street I found it once before Even though I have the keys I still can't always find the door It can be tricky Might have to pick it Soul, Soul, Soul, Soul City Soul, Soul, Soul, Soul City The girls are witty The boys are pretty There's a girl who's dancing with my conscience While the DJ's playing with my heart On the screen are my recriminations While I'm singing I'm still praying hard Soul City, Soul City Peace for the wicked Food for the spirit in Soul City Soul City, Soul City Come down there with me Come down there with me |
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from Mick Jagger - Primitive Cool (2007)
A place far in the future
And faces from the past And children reading history books Their faces light and laugh It all seems so primitive How did you survive? It all seemed so different then How did you stay alive? Did you walk cool in the fifties daddy? Was it black and white? Did you play jazz all night? Was it really so wonderful? Did you walk cool in the fifties daddy? Did you dress like James Dean? Did you wear dungarees? Did you dance to the Rhumba? Was it all just crazy fashion? I said oh yeah Did you live life with a passion? I said oh yeah Does it all have some strange meaning? Can it change my life today? Or is it all so much flotsam and jetsam? Tell me right away Did you walk cool in the sixties daddy? Did you fight in the war? Or did you chase all the whores On the rock and roll rumble? Did you walk cool in the sixties daddy? Did you fight in the war? Did you break all the laws That were ready to crumble? Was it just a crazy fashion? I said oh yeah Did you live life with a passion? I said oh yeah Does it have some inner meaning? Can it change my life today? Or is it all so much flotsam and jetsam? Tell me right away Well I think you've got it figured Go check it out yourself Cause I've had it playing teacher for today Did you walk cool primitive cool? Did you know Dr. King? Was he ever so humble? Did you walk cool primitive cool? Did you break all the laws That were ready to crumble? A place far in the future And faces from the past And children reading history books Their faces light and laugh It all seems so primitive How did you survive? It all seemed so different then How did you stay alive? |
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from Mick Jagger - Primitive Cool (2007)
I'm a player in a game show
And it's poisoning my mind I'm a string on someone's yo-yo I feel my life is trivialised I eat scandal for my breakfast I spit gossip late at night I'm not one for fancy speeches But they're sucking me like leeches Feel my body's under radio control Listen Hey hey hey Hey hey hey Hey hey hey Hey hey hey Every woman that I'm loving She's got to have that sense of style All the men love that aggression They want to walk that extra mile I'm getting sick of competition You better take me off this mission Feel my body's under radio control Listen Hey hey hey Hey hey hey Hey hey hey Hey hey hey I always stay fresh Don't run out of juice I don't let the power run dry Don't make a fool of myself Let my tounge hang too loose I stay out of range to survive Every woman she got to walk that extra mile I'm not one for fancy speeches But they're sucking me like leeches Feel my body's under radio control Listen Hey hey hey Hey hey hey Hey hey hey Hey hey hey Walk forwards Walk backwards Radio control Work hard Take a vacation Radio control Radio control Radio control |
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from Mick Jagger - Primitive Cool (2007)
Cast all your fears aside
And say you will, say you will be mine And stay with me until the end of time And help me, help me grind this mill of life Please, say you will, say you will be mine And times and customs may change And life may get dizzy My heart is deep in the country But I live for the city Chasing those greenfields That lie just over the hill Isn't it time that I rested Time to stand still I need a lover surely as I need a friend Someone whose laughter I'll lean on To tie our lives together Cast all your fears aside And say you will, say you will be mine And love me, until the end of time And help me, help me grind this mill of life And say you will, say you will We're on a ship out to sea And it's stormy weather Why don't you promise to me Devotion forever The hillsides are yellow and green And the olives still bloom We will make passionate love By electrical moons I need a lover surely as I need a friend Someone whose laughter I'll lean on To tie our lives together Cast all your fears aside And say you will, say you will be mine And stay with me until the end of time And help me, help me grind this mill of life And say you will, say you will Cast all your fears aside Say you will Cast all your fears aside Say you will You make my heart come alive Say you will Help me, help me, help me Help me grind this mill Grind this mill of life Say you will Say you will be mine Say you will Say you will be mine |
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from Mick Jagger - Primitive Cool (2007)
You say you love me
Why do you always do me down down down? I hit rock bottom You gave me up without sound, sound, sound But now I'm back in town and feeling mighty fit I'm sick and tired of eating all your chicken shit So keep on looking for me Once I was lost but now I'm found, found, found I was a rising star You hitched your wagon next to mine, mine, mine The sun was shining bright I guess I never read the sign, sign, sign Right at the moment that you saw my hand first slip Just like a dirty rat you jumped the sinking ship So keep on looking for me Once I was lost but now I'm found, found, found Find me in the palace Find me on the street Find me back in church Right in my favourite seat Now you're a notch on my gun Who are you to shoot off your mouth? Wild-eyed and crazy I always threw my cash around, round, round You put the boot in Until the bottom fell right out, out, out I turned around You smell like Monday morning's fish I can't get near enough to take a goodbye kiss So keep on looking for me Once I was lost but now I'm found, found, found Find me in the movies Right on the TV screen Keep on searching for me And you will hear me scream Now you're a notch on my gun Now you're a notch on my gun Who are you to shoot off your mouth? Shoot off your mouth But now I'm back in town and feeling mighty fit I'm sick and tired of eating all your chicken shit So keep on looking for me Once I was lost but now I'm found, found, found Find me in the palace Find me on the street Find me back in church Right in my favourite seat Now you're a notch on my gun Who are you to shoot off your mouth? Shoot off your mouth Shoot off your mouth Shoot off your Don't shoot, don't shoot, don't shoot Don't shoot, don't shoot, don't shoot |
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from Mick Jagger - Primitive Cool (2007)
Used to play the Casanova
Smoother than the Bossa Nova Love to play the Romeo But I never need a home to go to I'm so greasy, I'm so slick. I leave no traces I just get out quick I use cheap champagne Brief affairs and backstage love But a love like this Is much too good To ever throwaway I've played the fool I've played the clown I'm an easy lover When I come to town It's a fashion It's a buyers market It's a buyer's market To bust it up Before it's really started I'm incurably romantic If you leave me I'll go frantic With cheap champagne Brief affairs and backstage love But a love like this Is much too good To ever throwaway Yes a love like this Is much too good To ever throwaway If the glove still fits Don't call it quits Don't throw your life away Cause a love like this Is much too good To ever throwaway Used to play the Casanova Faster than a roller coaster I gave you the best years of my life Don't you kick me in the gutter Cause a love like this Is much too good To ever throwaway Yes a love like this Is much too good To ever throwaway Yes there's many a slip Between a cup and lip Don't let it slide away Cause a love like this Is much too good To ever throwaway |
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from Mick Jagger - Primitive Cool (2007)
I was born in a war
So they call me a war baby I was born in a war And it don't make me war crazy And the guns start to roar As the fire sweeps the street Crazy Why can't we walk the road together And keep our children safe and sure War - War Baby And the war made us poor Made our future unsure Hazy Why don't we run this race together And keep our children safe and sure But the arms race is on And the tanks all roll out All the guns are in place We just wait for the shout To arms, to arms And the guns start to roar From the ship to the shore And the bombs start to fall As we crouch in the hall as they bust through the breach Out on Omaha Beach Why don't we run this road together Why can't we hope to find a cure But the arms race is on And the tanks all roll out All the guns are in place As we wait for the shout And the army sweeps on and on And the navy sails out As we rush to the edge As we wait for the shout To arms, to arms War - War Baby |
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from The Rolling Stones 25집 - A Bigger Bang (2005)
It was a filthy block of flats
Trash was on the floor A stink was in my nose Hinges off the doors She took me in her room All was spic and span Fixed me up a drink Turned down all the lamps And the rain fell down On the cold hard ground And the phone kept ringing And we made sweet love Why do we live in this strange grey town? They build it up and let it all fall down Feel like we're living in a battleground Everybody's jazzed Why do we live in this strange grey town? The paint is peeling and the sky turned brown The bankers are wankers, every Thursday night They just vomit on that ground And the rain fell down The cold grey town And the phone kept ringing And we made sweet love And we made sweet love Everybody's dreaming Everybody's scheming Watching the rain fall down She cooked me up some eggs Then she made some tea Kissed me on the cheek And I turned on her TV It was all the usual crap All the usual sleaze For ten thousand quid Some bimbo spilled the beans, yeah And the rain fell down On the cold grey town And the phone kept ringing And we made sweet love And we made sweet love, yeah And the rain fell down And we made, and we made, and we made sweet love And the phone kept, the phone kept ringing, yeah Yeah And the phone kept ringing The phone kept ringing, yeah And the rain... rain... rain... rain.... Rain... rain... rain... rain... rain... rain... |
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from Mick Jagger And Dave Stewart - Alfie - Music From The Motion Picture (2004)
Jagger-Stewart
When the chips are down and you're blinded on your feet You're standing up and walking but you know you are dead meat The sky is busting, it's near the break of day You're running out options, running out of place. The leaves are cracking, withered on the trees Beg you, darling, won't you say a prayer for me ? I need your benediction ‘cause I'm a soul in need I can't sit down much lower ‘cause I'm on my knees. Like the blind leading the blind After the wine, the tears they are gushing Just like the blind leading the blind Time after time, you won't let the love in. Mmm … You are the sharpest knife, you are the finest blade You are the shining sun, everybody's in your shade So funny to you dripping honeyfrom your tongue But you never know what's going on when the day is done. There is a sadness just grinding in your bones A twisted trap down which you're forced to go You need the hand of friendship to steady up your heart So hang on to me, baby, I'll show you down the path. Just like the blind leading the blind Asking me why you won't let the love in Oh, like the blind leading the blind Only to find your feelings are nothing, ah. Mmm.. just like the blind leading the blind After the wine, your tears they are gushing, gushing, yeah Just like the blind leading the blind Just like you'll find it's leading to nothing, nothing, oh, oh yeah. Mmm.. just like the blind leading the blind Time after time, it's leading to nothing, nothing, nothing, not a thing. Leading the blind After the wine, the tears they are gushing, gushing, gushing. |
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from Mick Jagger And Dave Stewart - Alfie - Music From The Motion Picture (2004)
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When the chips are down and you're blinded on your feet You're standing up and walking but you know you are dead meat The sky is busting, it's near the break of day You're running out options, running out of place. The leaves are cracking, withered on the trees Beg you, darling, won't you say a prayer for me ? I need your benediction ‘cause I'm a soul in need I can't sit down much lower ‘cause I'm on my knees. Like the blind leading the blind After the wine, the tears they are gushing Just like the blind leading the blind Time after time, you won't let the love in. Mmm … You are the sharpest knife, you are the finest blade You are the shining sun, everybody's in your shade So funny to you dripping honeyfrom your tongue But you never know what's going on when the day is done. There is a sadness just grinding in your bones A twisted trap down which you're forced to go You need the hand of friendship to steady up your heart So hang on to me, baby, I'll show you down the path. Just like the blind leading the blind Asking me why you won't let the love in Oh, like the blind leading the blind Only to find your feelings are nothing, ah. Mmm.. just like the blind leading the blind After the wine, your tears they are gushing, gushing, yeah Just like the blind leading the blind Just like you'll find it's leading to nothing, nothing, oh, oh yeah. Mmm.. just like the blind leading the blind Time after time, it's leading to nothing, nothing, nothing, not a thing. Leading the blind After the wine, the tears they are gushing, gushing, gushing. |
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from Mick Jagger And Dave Stewart - Alfie - Music From The Motion Picture (2004)
I thought I shook myself free
You see I bounce back quicker than most But I'm half delirious, Is too mysterious You walk through my walls like a ghost And I take everyday at a time I'm as proud as a Lion in his Lair Now there's no denying it, a note to crying it Your all tangled up in my head Old habits die hard Old soldiers just fade away Old habits die hard Harder than November rain Old habits die hard Old soldiers just fade away Old habits die hard Hard enough to feel the pain We haven't spoken in months You see I've been counting the days I dream of such humanities, such insanities I'm lost like a kid and I'm late But I've never taken your coats Haven't no block on my phone I act like an addict, I just got to have it I can never just leave it alone Old habits die hard Old soldiers just fade away Old habits die hard Harder than November rain Old habits die hard Old soldiers just fade away Old habits die hard Hard enough to feel the pain And I can't give you up Can't leave you alone And its so hard, so hard And hard enough to feel the pain |
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from Mick Jagger - Old Habits Die Hard (Edit) (2004)
I thought I shook myself free
You see I bounce back quicker than most But I'm half delirious, Is too mysterious You walk through my walls like a ghost And I take everyday at a time I'm as proud as a Lion in his Lair Now there's no denying it, a note to crying it Your all tangled up in my head Old habits die hard Old soldiers just fade away Old habits die hard Harder than November rain Old habits die hard Old soldiers just fade away Old habits die hard Hard enough to feel the pain We haven't spoken in months You see I've been counting the days I dream of such humanities, such insanities I'm lost like a kid and I'm late But I've never taken your coats Haven't no block on my phone I act like an addict, I just got to have it I can never just leave it alone Old habits die hard Old soldiers just fade away Old habits die hard Harder than November rain Old habits die hard Old soldiers just fade away Old habits die hard Hard enough to feel the pain And I can't give you up Can't leave you alone And its so hard, so hard And hard enough to feel the pain |
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Well, we all need someone we can lean on And if you want it, you can lean on me Yeah, we all need someone we can lean on And if you want it, you can lean on me She said, "My breasts, they will always be open Baby, you can rest your weary head right on me And there will always be a space in my parking lot When you need a little coke and sympathy" Yeah, we all need someone we can dream on And if you want it, baby, well you can dream on me Yeah, we all need someone we can cream on And if you want to, well you can cream on me I was dreaming of a steel guitar engagement When you drunk my health in scented jasmine tea But you knifed me in my dirty filthy basement With that jaded, faded, junky nurse Oh what pleasant company We all need someone we can feed on And if you want it, well you can feed on me Take my arm, take my leg, oh baby don't you take my head Yeah, we all need someone we can bleed on Yeah, and if you want it, baby, well you can bleed on me Yeah, we all need someone we can bleed on Yeah, yeah, and if you want it, baby, why don'cha bleed on me All over Ahh, get it on rider, get it on rider , get it on rider You can bleed all over me Get it on rider , get it on rider, get it on rider You can cum all over me |
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from Bruce Almighty (브루스 올마이티) by John Debney [ost] (2004)
MICK JAGGER LYRICS
"God Gave My Everything" You can see it in a clear blue sky You can see it in a woman's eyes You can hear it in your baby's cries You can hear it in your lover's sighs You can touch it in a grain of sand Yeah hold it right there In the palm of your hand Feel it 'round you everyday And hear what I've got to say God gave me everything I want Come on I'll give it all to you God gave me everything I want Come on I'll give it all to you I saw it in the midnight sun And I feel it in the race I won And I hear it in the windy storm And I feel it in the icy dawn And I smell it the wine I taste And I see it in my father's face And I hear it in a symphony And I feel it in the love You show for me Yeah God gave me everything I want Oh come on I'll give it all to you God gave me everything I want Come on I'll give it all to you God gave me everything I want I can't stop can't stop I'm still looking now God gave me everything I want Oh come on I'll give it all to you Crazy you said It's all in your head [Chorus] |
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from The Rolling Stones - Sympathy For The Devil [remix] (2003)
I met a gin soaked barroom queen in Memphis
She tried to take me upstairs for a ride She had to heave me right across her shoulder Cause I just can't seem to drink you off my mind It's the Honky Tonk Women Give me, give me, give me the honky tonk blues Strollin' on the boulevards of Paris As naked as the day that I will die The sailors they're so charming there in Paris But they just don't seem to sail you off my mind It's the Honky Tonk women Give me, give me, give me the honky tonk blues It's the Honky Tonk women, yeah Give me, give me, give me the honky tonk blues It's the Honky Tonk women, yeah Give me, give me, give me the honky tonk blues |
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from The Rolling Stones - Sympathy For The Devil [remix] (2003)
Please allow me to introduce myself
I'm a man of wealth and taste I've been around for a long, long year Stole many a man's soul and faith And I was 'round when Jesus Christ Had his moment of doubt and pain Made damn sure that Pilate Washed his hands and sealed his fate Pleased to meet you Hope you guess my name But what's puzzling you Is the nature of my game I stuck around St. Petersberg When I saw it was a time for a change Killed the Czar and his ministers Anastasia screamed in vain I rode a tank Held a general's rank When the Blitzkrieg raged And the bodies stank Pleased to meet you Hope you guess my name, oh yeah What's puzzling you Is the nature of my game, oh yeah I watched with glee While your kings and queens Fought for ten decades For the Gods they made I shouted out "Who killed the Kennedys?" When after all It was you and me Let me please introduce myself I'm a man of wealth and taste And I laid traps for troubadors Who get killed before they reached Bombay (Bombay is the word I found listed on all of the lyrics pages I found, but the actual lyric on the soundtrack sounds as if it has more syllables than that, to me - DA) Pleased to meet you Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah But what's puzzling you Is the nature of my game, oh yeah, get down, baby Pleased to meet you Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah But what's confusing you Is just the nature of my game Just as every cop is a criminal And all the sinners saints As heads is tails Just call me Lucifer 'Cause I'm in need of some restraint So if you meet me Have some courtesy Have some sympathy, and some taste Use all your well-learned politesse Or I'll lay your soul to waste, um yeah Pleased to meet you Hope you guessed my name, um yeah But what's puzzling you Is the nature of my game, um baby, get down Woo, who Oh yeah, get on down Oh yeah Oh yeah! Tell me baby, what's my name Tell me honey, baby guess my name Tell me baby, what's my name I tell you one time, you're to blame Ooo, who Ooo, who Ooo, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Oh, yeah What's my name Tell me, baby, what's my name Tell me, sweetie, what's my name Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Oh, yeah |
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from The Rolling Stones - Sympathy For The Devil [remix] (2003)
Please allow me to introduce myself
I'm a man of wealth and taste I've been around for a long, long year Stole many a man's soul and faith And I was 'round when Jesus Christ Had his moment of doubt and pain Made damn sure that Pilate Washed his hands and sealed his fate Pleased to meet you Hope you guess my name But what's puzzling you Is the nature of my game I stuck around St. Petersberg When I saw it was a time for a change Killed the Czar and his ministers Anastasia screamed in vain I rode a tank Held a general's rank When the Blitzkrieg raged And the bodies stank Pleased to meet you Hope you guess my name, oh yeah What's puzzling you Is the nature of my game, oh yeah I watched with glee While your kings and queens Fought for ten decades For the Gods they made I shouted out "Who killed the Kennedys?" When after all It was you and me Let me please introduce myself I'm a man of wealth and taste And I laid traps for troubadors Who get killed before they reached Bombay (Bombay is the word I found listed on all of the lyrics pages I found, but the actual lyric on the soundtrack sounds as if it has more syllables than that, to me - DA) Pleased to meet you Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah But what's puzzling you Is the nature of my game, oh yeah, get down, baby Pleased to meet you Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah But what's confusing you Is just the nature of my game Just as every cop is a criminal And all the sinners saints As heads is tails Just call me Lucifer 'Cause I'm in need of some restraint So if you meet me Have some courtesy Have some sympathy, and some taste Use all your well-learned politesse Or I'll lay your soul to waste, um yeah Pleased to meet you Hope you guessed my name, um yeah But what's puzzling you Is the nature of my game, um baby, get down Woo, who Oh yeah, get on down Oh yeah Oh yeah! Tell me baby, what's my name Tell me honey, baby guess my name Tell me baby, what's my name I tell you one time, you're to blame Ooo, who Ooo, who Ooo, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Oh, yeah What's my name Tell me, baby, what's my name Tell me, sweetie, what's my name Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Oh, yeah |
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from The Rolling Stones - Sympathy For The Devil [remix] (2003)
Please allow me to introduce myself
Im a man of wealth and taste Ive been around for a long, long year Stole many a mans soul and faith And I was round when jesus christ Had his moment of doubt and pain Made damn sure that pilate Washed his hands and sealed his fate Pleased to meet you Hope you guess my name But whats puzzling you Is the nature of my game I stuck around st. petersburg When I saw it was a time for a change Killed the czar and his ministers Anastasia screamed in vain I rode a tank Held a generals rank When the blitzkrieg raged And the bodies stank Pleased to meet you Hope you guess my name, oh yeah Ah, whats puzzling you Is the nature of my game, oh yeah I watched with glee While your kings and queens Fought for ten decades For the gods they made I shouted out, Who killed the kennedys? When after all It was you and me Let me please introduce myself Im a man of wealth and taste And I laid traps for troubadours Who get killed before they reached bombay Pleased to meet you Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah But whats puzzling you Is the nature of my game, oh yeah, get down, baby Pleased to meet you Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah But whats confusing you Is just the nature of my game Just as every cop is a criminal And all the sinners saints As heads is tails Just call me lucifer cause Im in need of some restraint So if you meet me Have some courtesy Have some sympathy, and some taste Use all your well-learned politesse Or Ill lay your soul to waste, um yeah Pleased to meet you Hope you guessed my name, um yeah But whats puzzling you Is the nature of my game, um mean it, get down Woo, who Oh yeah, get on down Oh yeah Oh yeah! Tell me baby, whats my name Tell me honey, can ya guess my name Tell me baby, whats my name I tell you one time, youre to blame Ooo, who Ooo, who Ooo, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Oh, yeah Whats me name Tell me, baby, whats my name Tell me, sweetie, whats my name Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Oh, yeah |
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from The Rolling Stones - Sympathy For The Devil [remix] (2003)
Please allow me to introduce myself
Im a man of wealth and taste Ive been around for a long, long year Stole many a mans soul and faith And I was round when jesus christ Had his moment of doubt and pain Made damn sure that pilate Washed his hands and sealed his fate Pleased to meet you Hope you guess my name But whats puzzling you Is the nature of my game I stuck around st. petersburg When I saw it was a time for a change Killed the czar and his ministers Anastasia screamed in vain I rode a tank Held a generals rank When the blitzkrieg raged And the bodies stank Pleased to meet you Hope you guess my name, oh yeah Ah, whats puzzling you Is the nature of my game, oh yeah I watched with glee While your kings and queens Fought for ten decades For the gods they made I shouted out, Who killed the kennedys? When after all It was you and me Let me please introduce myself Im a man of wealth and taste And I laid traps for troubadours Who get killed before they reached bombay Pleased to meet you Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah But whats puzzling you Is the nature of my game, oh yeah, get down, baby Pleased to meet you Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah But whats confusing you Is just the nature of my game Just as every cop is a criminal And all the sinners saints As heads is tails Just call me lucifer cause Im in need of some restraint So if you meet me Have some courtesy Have some sympathy, and some taste Use all your well-learned politesse Or Ill lay your soul to waste, um yeah Pleased to meet you Hope you guessed my name, um yeah But whats puzzling you Is the nature of my game, um mean it, get down Woo, who Oh yeah, get on down Oh yeah Oh yeah! Tell me baby, whats my name Tell me honey, can ya guess my name Tell me baby, whats my name I tell you one time, youre to blame Ooo, who Ooo, who Ooo, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Oh, yeah Whats me name Tell me, baby, whats my name Tell me, sweetie, whats my name Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Oh, yeah |
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from The Rolling Stones - Sympathy For The Devil [remix] (2003)
Please allow me to introduce myself
Im a man of wealth and taste Ive been around for a long, long year Stole many a mans soul and faith And I was round when jesus christ Had his moment of doubt and pain Made damn sure that pilate Washed his hands and sealed his fate Pleased to meet you Hope you guess my name But whats puzzling you Is the nature of my game I stuck around st. petersburg When I saw it was a time for a change Killed the czar and his ministers Anastasia screamed in vain I rode a tank Held a generals rank When the blitzkrieg raged And the bodies stank Pleased to meet you Hope you guess my name, oh yeah Ah, whats puzzling you Is the nature of my game, oh yeah I watched with glee While your kings and queens Fought for ten decades For the gods they made I shouted out, Who killed the kennedys? When after all It was you and me Let me please introduce myself Im a man of wealth and taste And I laid traps for troubadours Who get killed before they reached bombay Pleased to meet you Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah But whats puzzling you Is the nature of my game, oh yeah, get down, baby Pleased to meet you Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah But whats confusing you Is just the nature of my game Just as every cop is a criminal And all the sinners saints As heads is tails Just call me lucifer cause Im in need of some restraint So if you meet me Have some courtesy Have some sympathy, and some taste Use all your well-learned politesse Or Ill lay your soul to waste, um yeah Pleased to meet you Hope you guessed my name, um yeah But whats puzzling you Is the nature of my game, um mean it, get down Woo, who Oh yeah, get on down Oh yeah Oh yeah! Tell me baby, whats my name Tell me honey, can ya guess my name Tell me baby, whats my name I tell you one time, youre to blame Ooo, who Ooo, who Ooo, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Oh, yeah Whats me name Tell me, baby, whats my name Tell me, sweetie, whats my name Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Oh, yeah |
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from The Rolling Stones - Sympathy For The Devil [remix] (2003)
Please allow me to introduce myself
Im a man of wealth and taste Ive been around for a long, long year Stole many a mans soul and faith And I was round when jesus christ Had his moment of doubt and pain Made damn sure that pilate Washed his hands and sealed his fate Pleased to meet you Hope you guess my name But whats puzzling you Is the nature of my game I stuck around st. petersburg When I saw it was a time for a change Killed the czar and his ministers Anastasia screamed in vain I rode a tank Held a generals rank When the blitzkrieg raged And the bodies stank Pleased to meet you Hope you guess my name, oh yeah Ah, whats puzzling you Is the nature of my game, oh yeah I watched with glee While your kings and queens Fought for ten decades For the gods they made I shouted out, Who killed the kennedys? When after all It was you and me Let me please introduce myself Im a man of wealth and taste And I laid traps for troubadours Who get killed before they reached bombay Pleased to meet you Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah But whats puzzling you Is the nature of my game, oh yeah, get down, baby Pleased to meet you Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah But whats confusing you Is just the nature of my game Just as every cop is a criminal And all the sinners saints As heads is tails Just call me lucifer cause Im in need of some restraint So if you meet me Have some courtesy Have some sympathy, and some taste Use all your well-learned politesse Or Ill lay your soul to waste, um yeah Pleased to meet you Hope you guessed my name, um yeah But whats puzzling you Is the nature of my game, um mean it, get down Woo, who Oh yeah, get on down Oh yeah Oh yeah! Tell me baby, whats my name Tell me honey, can ya guess my name Tell me baby, whats my name I tell you one time, youre to blame Ooo, who Ooo, who Ooo, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Oh, yeah Whats me name Tell me, baby, whats my name Tell me, sweetie, whats my name Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Oh, yeah |
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from The Rolling Stones - Sympathy For The Devil [remix] (2003)
Please allow me to introduce myself
Im a man of wealth and taste Ive been around for a long, long year Stole many a mans soul and faith And I was round when jesus christ Had his moment of doubt and pain Made damn sure that pilate Washed his hands and sealed his fate Pleased to meet you Hope you guess my name But whats puzzling you Is the nature of my game I stuck around st. petersburg When I saw it was a time for a change Killed the czar and his ministers Anastasia screamed in vain I rode a tank Held a generals rank When the blitzkrieg raged And the bodies stank Pleased to meet you Hope you guess my name, oh yeah Ah, whats puzzling you Is the nature of my game, oh yeah I watched with glee While your kings and queens Fought for ten decades For the gods they made I shouted out, Who killed the kennedys? When after all It was you and me Let me please introduce myself Im a man of wealth and taste And I laid traps for troubadours Who get killed before they reached bombay Pleased to meet you Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah But whats puzzling you Is the nature of my game, oh yeah, get down, baby Pleased to meet you Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah But whats confusing you Is just the nature of my game Just as every cop is a criminal And all the sinners saints As heads is tails Just call me lucifer cause Im in need of some restraint So if you meet me Have some courtesy Have some sympathy, and some taste Use all your well-learned politesse Or Ill lay your soul to waste, um yeah Pleased to meet you Hope you guessed my name, um yeah But whats puzzling you Is the nature of my game, um mean it, get down Woo, who Oh yeah, get on down Oh yeah Oh yeah! Tell me baby, whats my name Tell me honey, can ya guess my name Tell me baby, whats my name I tell you one time, youre to blame Ooo, who Ooo, who Ooo, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Oh, yeah Whats me name Tell me, baby, whats my name Tell me, sweetie, whats my name Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Oh, yeah |
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from Moonlight Mile (문라이트 마일) by Mark Isham [ost] (2002)
When the wind blows and the rain feels cold With a head full of snow With a head full of snow In the window there's a face you know Don't the nights pass slow Don't the nights pass slow The sound of strangers sending nothing to my mind Just another mad mad day on the road I am just living to be dying by your side But I'm just about a moonlight mile on down the road Made a rag pile of my shiny clothes Gonna warm my bones Gonna warm my bones I got silence on my radio Let the air waves flow Let the air waves flow Oh I'm sleeping under strange strange skies Just another mad mad day on the road My dreams is fading down the railway line I'm just about a moonlight mile down the road I'm hiding sister and I'm dreaming I'm riding down your moonlight mile I'm hiding baby and I'm dreaming I'm riding down your moonlight mile I'm riding down you moonlight mile Let it go now, come on up babe Yeah, let it go now Yeah, flow now baby Yeah move on now yeah Yeah, I'm coming home 'Cause, I'm just about a moonlight mile on down the road Down the road, down the road |
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from Vanessa Carlton 1집 - Be Not Nobody [Tour Edition] (2002)
I see a red door and I want it painted black
no colors anymore, I want them to turn black I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes I have to turn my head until my darkness goes I see a line of cars and they are painted black with flowers and my love both never to come back I see people turn their heads and quickly look away like a new born baby it just happens every day I look inside myself and see my heart is black I see my red door and it's heading into black maybe then I'll fade away and not have to face the facts it's not easy facing up when your whole world is black I wanna see it painted painted, painted black, oh baby I wanna see it painted painted, painted black, oh baby No more will my green sea go turn a deeper blue I could not foresee this thing happening to you If I look hard enough into the setting sun my love will laugh with me before the morning comes I wanna see it painted, painted black, oh black as night, black as coal I wanna see the sun blotted from the sky painted, painted, painted black oh baby painted painted, painted black |
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