I’ve been working so hard
I’m punching my card
Eight hours for what? Oh, tell me what I got
I’ve got this feeling
That time’s just holding me down
I’ll hit the ceiling or else I’ll tear up this town
Tonight I gotta cut
Loose, footloose kick off your Sunday shoes
Please, Louise pull me off a my knees
Jack, get back c’mon before we crack
Lose your blues everybody cut footloose
And you’re playing so cool
Obeying every rule
I dig a way down in your heart
You’re burning, yearning for songs
Somebody to tell you
That life ain’t passing you by
I’m trying to tell you
It will if you don’t even try
You can fly if you’d only cut
Loose, footloose kick off your Sunday shoes
Oowhee, Marie shake it, shake it for me
Whoa, Milo c’mon, c’mon let’s go
Lose your blues everybody cut footloose
Cut footloose
Cut footloose
Cut footloose
We got to turn me around
And put your feet on the ground
Now take a hold of the phone
Whoa, I’m turning it loose
Loose, footloose kick off your Sunday shoes
Please, Louise pull me off a my knees
Jack, get back c’mon before we crack
Lose your blues now everybody cut footloose
Loose, footloose kick off your Sunday shoes
Please, Louise pull me off a my knees
Jack, get back c’mon before we crack
Lose your blues
Everybody cut everybody cut
Everybody cut everybody cut
Everybody cut everybody cut
Everybody everybody cut footloose

As black as an oil slick as tough as they come
It’s parting the masses blocks out the sun
Beefed up on hurt, gung ho and proud
Suits, shades and outriders survey the crowd
It’s got the power to drop the bomb
You hear a rumble then it’s gone
He could blow us all to kingdom come
There ain’t no doubt he’s his daddy’s son
I wanna get a ride in Cadillac One
Don’t slow at tollbooths or stop at red lights
Plays chicken with the bad boys and gives ’em a fright
Heading down the highway to justice of a kind
Retribution alley an armour plated mind
With your war wagon rolling fueled on your spite
You didn’t listen to the nation but still think you’re
right
I hear a knocking on the doors of perception
You sound like a fool words of mass deception

It all began with the bright light
The bright light and the noise
The chaos of the senses
And the scream of desire
Touchin’ and bein’ touched
A million lose ends to tie up
Tickin’ of the clock
And the cradle rock
The colors stand still
And then they move around
Comin’ in and out of focus
Upside down
Empty winter trees
How space feels
Love of the soft
Flowers and the sky
One fine day
The chaos subsides
Bleeds into awareness
And a lifetime of surprise
The beauty of your mother’s eyes
The pain when you fall
You drink it in and marvel at it all
But you never really figure it out
You get used to it
The babble of the family
And the dumb TV
Roar of the traffic
And the thunder of jets
Chemicals in the water
Drugs in the food
The heat of the kitchen
And the beat of the system
The attitude of authority
And the laws and the rules
Hit me square in the face
First morning at school
The heroes and the zeros
The first love of my life
When to kiss and to kick
And to keep your head down
When they’re choosin’ the sides
I was never any good at it
I was terrified most of the time
I never got over it
I got used to it
Alone in the city
At seventeen
With the hollow, the lonely
The drowning and the drowned
I was made to feel worthless, the wretched and the mean
Beat me up like a weapon
I can’t run away from or find a way ’round
Holdin’ on, holdin’ on
The greed and the missiles
Exploding somewhere every day
Hideous dark secrets under the sea
And in holes in the ground
The cold war’s gone
But those bastards’ll find us another one
They’re here to protect you, don’t you know? So get used to it, get used to it
Oh, the clash of religions
And the loaded prayers
Information the face of starvation
And the state of the nation
The sense that it’s useless
And the fear to try
Not believin’ the leaders, the media that feeds us
Livin’ with the big lie
You get used to it
Hey, you get used to it
It’s okay, it’s okay, you get used to it

All through the day, in the saddle I sway
Visions grow as I go trail dreamin’
I see a home on a blue mountain dome
Love inlaid, that I made trail dreamin’
There’s a rainbow trail that’s lined with stars
That leads to a gate with moving bars
And it’s welcome, I feel till my vision’s so real
Turn to dust, ’cause I’m just trail dreamin’

If eyes are the mirror of the soul
You will find in my the scorn and apathy
You will read my hatred as in a curs’d book
You will see yourself as I see you
It is a mirror sombre and opaque
Which protects me, which stifles me
A great ditch around the heart
Which rejects, which estranges me
There is a world in my head
A dead world where nothing lives
And it is there I am, too far,
Far too far to be rejoined
A crown of thorns is still a crown
I am a king in a kingdom of suffering
I have taken my time to reach this stage
I have taken pains to torture myself
To descend, to descend
Into pain, I exist
And I my brain is numbed
The thorn in my flesh
Can overcome apathy
There is glory in humiliation
A throne to be taken, a crown to win
I have no more tears,
And my smile has lost its brilliance
I have forgotten who I was,
I have killed my emotions
Crushed, empty, weary,
Always standing, I am a tree
Awaiting the lightning.

“if he would of [sic] kept it on there y’all would of said they firing shots….grow to ppl.”

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Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window) Some blogs and fans are interpreting the development of IDK’s new song with Offset as coming off as another layer of Quavo’s ongoing feud against his ex-girlfriend. However, following the breakup, it seems that Migos are erasing any and all connections to Saweetie, who has dated Migos member Quavo and had a bitter breakup that continues to see drama from both sides. “They clout chasing HER atp,” one person commented. The original lyrics include the lines, “Say she like to do the lounge, she don’t f*ck with the clubs/My type, my type, like Saweetie, my type.” The verse still references the rapper’s hit record “My Type,” which many persons would know is an indirect reference to Saweetie even if her name is removed. Saweetie | IG @saweetie
The latest version of the lyric reads – “Say she like to do the lounge, she don’t f*ck with the clubs/My type, my type, yeah, yeah, my type,” raps IDK in his verse in the officially released version of “SHOOT MY SHOT.”
The latest audio is an alteration, however, of the original verse that shouts out Saweetie. It seems as though Offset (or is it really Quavo?) took issue with it and asked for it to be changed. The song “Shoot my Shot” received a lot of attention for the reference to the Los Angeles rapper. Some fans, though, think it is good that the name was removed as it can be misinterpreted as a beef with Saweetie. It seems that the bitterness from Saweetie and Quavo’s break up has run into the rest of the Migos group as it is now speculated that a song by IDK which features Offset has been refined to remove a reference to Saweetie. Fans, on the other hand, are of the opinion that the group is bullying Saweetie while also riding on her coat tail and using her song for relevance. Neither of the rappers have anything to do with the song, but it seems that the lyric being changed at the last minute is telling a different story. Did Offset pulled reference lyric about Saweetie from his new song with IDK?

They encourage the boldness I had to approach Chuck Fenda and create this opportunity for myself,” she said. Additionally, the article stated that Fenda had received permission from Jada’s parents before working with her as she was still a minor. Like Robert Kelly and Aaliyah vibes,” another added, “The lyrics and the age. It turns out that the sultry track titled “Believe,” featured the 16-year-old Jada Kingdom, and renowned reggae artist Chuck Fenda was already getting heavy rotation before many people knew about the “Heavy!” deejay. After a chance encounter with reggae artiste Chuck Fenda…Jada-K, seized the opportunity to audition for him.”
The article explained that Fenda was impressed with young Jada’s vocal range and decided to work with her. Jada Kingdom’s 2017 rise in the music industry with “Love Situations” is well known to her fans and followers. Jada told the media that her musical journey was fully supported by her parents. Share this:

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Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window) “My parents are behind me 100 percent. Parents..” and another expressed, “The age and the lyrics just doesn’t sit right with me.”

Yet, a 2014 Gleaner article titled “16-Year-Old Makes Musical Debut” stated, “She may only be 16 years old, but up-and-coming singer Jada Murphy is ready to take the music industry by storm. But a 7-year-old music video that emerged on social media on Sunday, April 18, revealed that this was not the artists’ first big appearance on the music scene. One person commented, “This is giving weird vibes. In the refrain, Chuck Fenda sings, “When I love I love you right, When I hold I squeeze you tight, baby believe me,” and Jada Kingdom, who went by just Jada K back then, follows with “I wanna do the things you like, boy I need your love tonight, it sounds like cliché, I love you each day.”
Concerned fans have since made it their duty to locate the video on YouTube, where they expressed their displeasure. The recent revelation did not sit well with some members of the public, who took to social media to condemn the lyrics of the song by Jada as a teenager and criticized Chuck Fenda for the collab.

Days go by and I’m still here
The bottom line is it’s unclear
Where I’ll go and what I’ll do
The choice still belongs to you
You don’t have to run
You just have to start it over, start it over
The pain is just too strong
You just have to start it over, start it over
I sit at home and watch the fan
Spin around as time still stands
Listen to my favorite song
Lifter tries to lift me up
You don’t have to run
You just have to start it over, start it over
The pain is just too strong
You just have to start it over, start it over
Seven words, one weak, teenager nosebleed, birthmark savory
Engine Number 9 be quiet and drive, cherry waves Sinatra
You will see it’s me falling down the path again
Complete with seeds sprouting the roots again
You don’t have to run
You just have to start it over, start it over
The pain is just too strong
You just have to start it over, start it over

it’s so simple
All i gotta do
Is put my foot on the dirt
Coupe the color of mcdonalds
Rhymes so huge they shook donald
I can just sit in my car
And straight gobble some waffles
And syrup and toggle the throttle like butter
I know you like
My car it’s beautiful
I know you like
My car it’s beautiful
Driving in my whip
I got from the dealership
Bought it with my money
Y’all can’t even handle this
Driving in my whip
I got from the dealership
Bought it with my money
Y’all can’t even handle this Driving in my whip
I got from the dealership
Bought it with my money
Y’all can’t even handle this
Driving in my whip
I got from the dealership
Bought it with my money
Y’all can’t even handle this
Red and yellow
Four wheels gotta go fast
Gotta make it go VROOM VROOM
haters be hating
I sweep them away
Sweep them away like a BROOM BROOM
i can go fast
Zero to a hundred real quick
More like a hour
That’s what you call horse power
So sweet like a flower
I need to shower
But there’s no soap
And now im sour
Props to little tykes
I eat lots of rice
Divine that is christ
I pray for my life
Engine is roaring
This isn’t boring
I drive and i floor it
It has lots of storage
My neighbour adore it
They think im annoying
They jealous i ignore em
It’s whatever don’t know em
And the best part of it is
Im having the time of my life
Driving in my whip
I got from the dealership
Bought it with my money
Y’all can’t even handle this
Driving in my whip
I got from the dealership
Bought it with my money
Y’all can’t even handle this
She keep me real safe
When i use the brakes
I gotta yell SKKRTTT!

Two years later, in 2019, he was again recognized by the Jamaican government for his overwhelming contribution to Jamaica’s popular music, with the Reggae Gold Award. Bunny Wailer, whose real name is Neville O’Riley Livingston, had been in and out of the hospital since last year following a stroke. Legendary reggae singer Bunny Wailer has died. His first stroke was in July last year, where he spent several weeks in the hospital before undergoing rehabilitation. Ann, before moving to Kingston, where he began his career in the early 1960s when he met Bob Marley and Peter Tosh, who were aspiring singers. Bob Marley, who died of cancer in 1981, was also Bunny Wailer’s stepbrother. Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)
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Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window) The three singers formed The Wailing Wailers in 1963, and the rest is history. Bunny Wailer, who is a founding member of The Wailers, spent his early life in Nine Mile, St. Family sources told us that he had been steadily improving since then, but recently his health significantly deteriorated. Bunny Wailer is one of the most iconic names in reggae music history. Jamaica’s Culture Minister Olivia Grange confirmed the singer’s passing on Tuesday morning. In 2017, he was awarded the Order of Merit, the fourth highest honor in Jamaica. Wailer is best known for songs like “Bald Head Jesus, “Crucial,” and “Cool Runnings.” His album Blackheart Man is still a staple in reggae music. His cause of death was not revealed, but multiple sources confirmed with Urban Islandz that he passed away in the Medical Associates Hospital while getting treatment for an ailment.

Now OVO-signed dancehall star Popcaan has joined the chat. Live life to the fullest G, #GS9 #UNRULY @realbobbyshmurdags9 @rowdyrebel touch road kills,” Poppy wrote in the caption of the video he posted in the middle of the night on Monday. Do you think Bobby Shmurda is thinking about teaming up with a dancehall artist for a song? In a post-prison interview with GQ, the Jamaican-American rapper insisted that he is never going back to jail. The deejay took to Instagram to share a screenshot of him and Bobby on FaceTime. View this post on Instagram

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Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window) Popcaan linked up with Bobby Shmurda on FaceTime. Now that he is a free man, the Jamaican- American rapper has lots to do and many people to see. Bobby Shmurda got out of prison after seven years on February 23, 2021. The truth is the rapper has been supported right through his prison stint, so actually, Bobby Shmurda has been getting an outpour of love and support ever since he got locked up in 2014. This after he was granted a conditional release amid being denied parole in 2020. He recently spoke with Philly rapper Meek Mill on video chat during an interview with GQ. Fans are excited to see what Bobby Shmurda will be working on next, from projects and videos to dope collaborations. Everyone would likely jump at the chance to get a feature with the New York rapper right now. “The link stay real!!!! “I’ll be light-skinned in Jamaica before I go back,” Shmurda quipped during the interview. It would be inadequate to say ever since his release from prison Bobby Shmurda has been receiving overwhelming support from fans and his counterparts alike.

Now let us fight to fulfill that promise! You are not machines! You have the love of humanity in your hearts
You don't hate, only the unloved hate
The unloved and the unnatural
Soldiers, don't fight for slavery, fight for liberty! I'm sorry, I don’t want to be an emperor
That's not my business
I don't want to rule or conquer anyone
I should like to help everyone, if possible
Jew, Gentile, Black man, White
We all want to help one another
Human beings are like that
We want to live by each other’s happiness, not by each other's misery
We don't want to hate and despise one another
In this world there is room for everyone, and the good earth is rich
And can provide for everyone
The way of life can be free and beautiful, but we have lost the way
Greed has poisoned men's souls, has barricaded the world with hate
Has goose-stepped us into misery and bloodshed
We have developed speed, but we have shut ourselves in
Machinery that gives abundance has left us in want
Our knowledge has made us cynical
Our cleverness, hard and unkind
We think too much and feel too little
More than machinery we need humanity
More than cleverness we need kindness and gentleness
Without these qualities, life will be violent and all will be lost
The aeroplane and the radio have brought us closer together
The very nature of these inventions cries out for the goodness in men
Cries out for universal brotherhood, for the unity of us all
Even now my voice is reaching millions throughout the world, millions of despairing men, women, and little children, victims of a system that makes men torture and imprison innocent people
To those who can hear me, I say, do not despair
The misery that is now upon us is but the passing of greed, the bitterness of men who fear the way of human progress
The hate of men will pass, and dictators die, and the power they took from the people will return to the people
And so long as men die
Liberty will never perish
Soldiers, don't give yourselves to brutes, men who despise you, enslave you, who regiment your lives, tell you what to do, what to think, or what to feel! Let us fight to free the world, to do away with national barriers, to do away with greed, with hate and intolerance
Let us fight for a world of reason, a world where science and progress will lead to all men’s happiness
Soldiers, in the name of democracy, let us all unite! Who drill you, diet you, treat you like cattle, use you as cannon fodder
Don't give yourselves to these unnatural men, machine men with machine minds and machine hearts! Dictators free themselves but they enslave the people! In the 17th Chapter of St. They do not fulfill that promise, they never will! You, the people have the power
The power to create machines
The power to create happiness
You, the people, have the power to make this life free and beautiful, to make this life a wonderful adventure
Then in the name of democracy, let us use that power
Let us all unite! You are not cattle! You are men! Let us fight for a new world, a decent world that will give men a chance to work, that will give youth a future and old age a security
By the promise of these things, brutes have risen to power
But they lie! Luke it is written, the Kingdom of God is within man
Not one man nor a group of men, but in all men, in you!

Ya no te quiero mujer, por prieta y cucaracha
Y por que tienes las orejas como hoya de nixtamal
Ya no te quiero mujer, por prieta y cucaracha
Y por que tienes los dientes como jaguar
Y ella me dice que las hilachas y las muchachas
Naranja dulce, lima chichona, lima limón
Se quita con atole, cafe con tenedor
Hay viene tu marido, borracho y perdido
Lamido de los perros, trompeado por los puercos
Es por tu amor, no lo vayas a abandonar
Ya no te quiero mujer, por prieta y cucaracha
Y por que tienes las orejas como hoya de nixtamal
Ya no te quiero mujer, por prieta y cucaracha
Y por que tienes los dientes como jaguar
Y ella me dice que las hilachas y las muchachas
Naranja dulce, lima chichona, lima limón
Se quita con atole, café con tenedor
Hay viene tu marido, borracho y perdido
Lamido de los perros, trompeado por los puercos
Es por tu amor, no lo vayas a abandonar
Y ella me dice que las hilachas y las muchachas
Naranja dulce, lima chichona, lima limón
Se quita con atole, café con tenedor
Hay viene tu marido, borracho y perdido
Lamido de los perros, trompeado por los puercos
Es por tu amor, no lo vayas a abandonar

Mi arrendo come un soldato colto da spavento o come un terzino troppo lento (ammetto che non sono dei migliori, ammetto anche di sentirmi fuori!)
…ma l' aria, l' aria che respiro mi consola mi unisco al corso della storia…
TUTTI DI CREMA A DIMAGRIRE TUTTI BELLI DA MORIRE PRONTI ALLA CELEBRITÀ, PRONTI ALLA CHIMICA!!!!! Resta il profumo antico e puro
Il mattino mi illuminerà stretto tra le braccia di Nanà
Feste su feste danze e carezze… Mi pento in pubbliche sedute di lamento, ammetto pure qualche turbamento se penso che combatto contro il tempo (combatto l'unico pensiero?), come un soldato colto da pazienza come un terzino che usa l'esperienza
TUTTI DI CARTA AD INGIALLIRE E DI PLASTICA A MENTIRE PRONTI ALLA POSTERITÀ, E DI SESSO AD IMPAZZIRE PRONTI ALLA CHIMICA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

i feel so extraordinarily right
my mind was black but now it turns to light
hey hey hey
come on baby, better listen up
say say say
say what you want, but i don’t need give a f*ck
hey hey hey
i’ll shut shut shut you up and i’ll walk away…up and away
i made it unquestionably clear
no more late night i have to fear
my time is done i walk away
my time is done i rum
coz i am better off without you – i will walk away
because i am better off without you, so much better off…

Ooh
[Verse 4: Teejayx6]
I just f*cked a bitch named Christine
Then I sold a nigga some green lean
Left a p*ssy-ass nigga dead on the scene
I heard you got kicked out, you late on your bills
You shop at Forman Mills, flexin’ fake bills
I sold him fake pills, a comment got him killed
Punchin’ online with credit cards, I just caught a steal
At the liquor store gettin’ some ‘Woods, I just caught an opp
[Verse 5: Drego]
My bitch got China white, lean lean
Ain’t no beatin’ us, the dream team
Yeah, I’m king status, supreme me
Welcome to the rewards of bein’ me
Uh, this shit, it get so serious, it get so berious
Don’t call me Vin Diesel when you get me furious
VVS straight from Africa, it’s from Siberia
Put that work up in the Acura, yeah
[Chorus: Drego]
Oh, you really wanna ride? Wanna slide with me? I’m too high up off the drink, can you drive for me? I’m too high up off the lean, can you drive for me? Ooh
[Outro]
(Beatgang) Ooh, I’m cookin’ ****, wanna ride with me? No, we didn’t (No, we didn’t)
I’m back on the road, uh, I’m back in that kitchen
This bitch out of control, she all in my business
Baby, let me know what you want for Christmas
I just caught the load, gave it to my niggas
This thirty thousand whole, let’s throw it on them bitches
In a minute, I’ma send it
[Verse 2: Teejayx6]
I can’t hit the road, I got cases pending
All my bitches cold, got they makeup finished
Hit the corner store, bitches want some liquor
She wanna blow my dome ’cause that Perc’ up in her
I just f*cked a nigga bitch, all it took was some liquor
Seen some shit on the dark web, a nigga tried to sell his liver
Used a fake credit card, I didn’t pay for my dinner
Swiped my bitch some makeup, it was made by Kylie Jenner
I’ll scam anybody, don’t really care about your gender
Really active in them stores, I’m tryna hide from all the cameras
Scammed a Young Thug wannabe, he from Atlanta
[Verse 3: Beno]
Pour that drank up, goddamn, I miss that Fanta
I might whip me up a Patek, buy an Aston
She from overseas, yeah, she speaking Spanish
But she can’t hit my scene ’cause she dramatic
[Chorus: Drego]
Oh, you really wanna ride? [Intro]
(Antt did the track)
(I got exotic pack)
[Verse 1: Beno]
In a minute, I’ma send it (I’ma send that shit)
Have we met? I’m too high up off the lean, can you drive for me? I’m too high up off the drink, can you drive for me? Wanna slide with me? Ooh, I’m cookin’ ****, wanna ride with me?

It was a high summer night along the Ouachita
Where in a town named Mammoth Hill
A boy was found at Times Picayune said
Left headless by the cotton gin mill
John Law was slow so the road ran free
From the swamps of Louisiana to the hills of Tennessee
Then on to the Carolines where it brought hard times
To many a family
One Otis Ray Stone weren’t nobody’s fool
He had the look of a righteous man
By day he plied his trade as a teacher
While by night getting blood on his hands
For thirty five years running high on the loose
Two steps ahead of the hangman’s noose
Indeed, it seemed Otis Ray Stone would never atone
For what he done to many a poor youth
Yet the long arm of justice reaches far
From the banks of the Ouachita to the highest star
Like the hour hand on the wall
Like a snail creeping at a dead crawl
One fine day in some mysterious way
Justice finds us all
It finds us all
Many years hence on a Death Valley Road
While jackin’ up his broke-down car
Came hell on wheels that left Otis Ray
Lying flat on the hot burnin’ tar
For three long days, not a drop on his tongue
Suffering every crawler ‘neath the desert sun
And old Otis Ray screamed while a crow picked his eyes clean
Before his dying was done
The long arm of justice reaches far
From the banks of the Ouachita to the highest star
Like the hour hand on the wall
Like a snail creeping at a dead crawl
One fine day in some mysterious way
Justice finds us all
Now, the mortal remains of Otis Ray Stone
Were never made manifest
‘Cause what a crow had done to both his eyes
Ten buzzards did to the rest
And all that was, was a blot on the land
A heap of grey dust in the shape of a man
And the last of Otis Ray was finally swept away
By the blowing sand

It comes from the air
It’s carbon dioxide from the air
People look at trees and they think it comes out of the ground
That plants grow out of the ground
But if you ask, where the substance comes from? Now, of course I told you the oxygen and carbon stick together very tight
How is it that the tree is so smart to manage to take the carbon dioxide, which is the carbon oxygen nicely combined and undo that so easy? Trees come out of the air? Life has some mysterious quirks
No, the sun is shining
And it’s the sunlight that comes down and locks this oxygen away from the carbon
So it takes sunlight to get the plant to work
And so the sun, all the time, is doing the work of separating the oxygen away from the carbon, the oxygen is some kind of terrible byproduct, which it spits back into the air and leaving the carbon and water and stuff to make the substance of the tree
And then when we take the substance in the tree, and stick it in the fireplace
It is the only oxygen made by these trees
And all the carbon would much prefer to be close together again
And once you’ve let the heat to get it started, it continues and makes an awful lot of activity while it’s going back together again
And all this nice light and everything comes out and everything is being undone, you’re going back to carbon and oxygen, back to carbon dioxide
And the light and the heat that’s coming out. Ah, life. You find out, where did it come from? They surely come out of the ground
No, they come out of the air
No, they come out of the air
The carbon dioxide in the air goes into the tree and it changes it
Kicking out the oxygen
And then pushing the oxygen away from the carbon and leaving the carbon substance with water
Water comes out of the ground
Only it came out of the air, didn’t it? The substance of the tree is carbon, where did that come from? That’s the light and heat of the sun that went in
The sun that went in
[Pre-Chorus]
So it’s sort of stored sun that’s coming out when you burn a log
So it’s sort of stored sun that’s coming out when you burn a log
[Chorus]
So it’s sort of stored sun that’s coming out
When you burn a log
So it’s sort of stored sun that’s coming out
When you burn a log
So it’s sort of stored sun that’s coming out
When you burn a log
So it’s sort of stored sun that’s coming out
When you burn a log Came down from the sky
So most of it, almost all of the tree is out of the ground
I’m sorry, it’s out of the air!

Negli occhi guardo poco solo per sentimento perché lo sguardo è bello usarlo contento nemmeno per errore o per essere fiero potrei guardare il mondo privo dei desideri, privo di desiderio
Mi faccio cullare da questi pensieri mentre improvviso un fuoco con le foto di ieri… e aspetto mattina ho molta nostalgia del colore delle chiavi di casa mia
Sono fuori casa
Sono fuori casa
Sono fuori casa
Sono fuori casa

His eyes roamed skyward
As she wheeled him in his chair
He twithced and he trembled
While his fingers clawed at the air
He spoke in bits and pieces
His words in disarray
Yet she listened carefully
To all that he had to say
To all that he had to say
He must have been
Her beau from way back when
Someone who she swore
To honor till the end
Life is cruel
There ain’t no denying
At times too heavy a cross to bear
Yet something beautiful
When love is there
And the crowds did their damnest
To hide away their eyes
But people being people
They did otherwise
Still she tended to the needs
Of a man all bent and curled
As if God was in his heaven
And all was right with the world
She reached deep down
Inside his living hell
And touched the light
Bound by a broken shell
Life is cruel
There ain’t no denying
In the end no one is spared
Yet something beautiful
When love is there
Some wear bright stars or medals on their chest
Some heroes go
Seldom being noticed
Life is cruel
There ain’t no denying
At times too heavy to cross the dam
Yet something beautiful
When love is there
She stood him from his wheelchair
Sat him in the van
Kissed his cheek and whispered
You’re still my man

Um, I was talking about that this weekend, thinking a lot about it
I think the two basic types of music indigenous to this country are
Um, the Black music blues
And the kind of folk music that was brought over from Europe
And I guess they call it country music or the kind of West Virginia high and lonesome sound
Those are the two mainstreams of the root American music
It looks like, uh 10 years ago what they call rock ‘n’ roll was kind of a blending of those two forms
Uh… I guess what’s happening now is rock is kind of dying out
And everyone’s going back to their roots again
Some are going back into country and some are going back into basic blues
I guess in four or five years the new generation’s music will be, it’ll have a synthesis of those two elements and some third thing
Some third thing
Maybe it will be, uh… it might rely heavily on electronics, tapes
I can kind of envision
I can, I can kind of envision, maybe, uh
One person with a lot of machines
One person with a lot of machines
One, one person with a lot of machines
Singing or speaking and using machines
One person with a lot of machines
One person with a lot of machines
One, one person with a lot of machines
Singing or speaking and using machines
Singing or speaking and using machines
Singing or speaking and using machines
Singing or speaking and using machines
Tapes or electronic set ups, uh
Using machines
Using machines
Using machines
Singing or speaking and using machines
Using machines
[Instrumental Bridge]
Singing or speaking and using machines
Singing or speaking and using machines
Singing or speaking and using machines
Singing or speaking and using machines
Using machines
Using machines
Using machines
Singing or speaking and using machines
Using machines

sotto il suo cuoio capelluto, la tenerezza ha vinto, il bomber è fiorito e anche I suoi tatuaggi: I fiori hanno rimpiazzato il serpente e la spada!!!! È partito per il Nepal dove gli skins non sono legioni e col suo tatuaggio "morte agli sbirri" gli indiani l'hanno preso per un coglione. Skinhead con I capelli lunghi è l'emancipazione! Ma presto, prese una brutta strada, per la grande disperazione di suo padre: ha gettato il suo manganello, venduto le sue Docmartins, il suo coraggio e perfino le sue superbe mazze giapponesi che aveva ricevuto per I suoi quindici anni! C'était un garçon bien élevé, issu d'une famille de skinhead
Mais il avait bien mal tourné au grand désespoir de son père
Il avait jeté sa matraque, vendu ses Docs et puis son cran
Et même ses superbes nunchacks qu'il avait eu pour ses 15 ans
Skinhead aux cheveux longs
C'est l'émancipation
Sous son cuir chevelu
La tendresse a vaincu
Son bomber a poussé
Ses tatouages aussi
Les fleurs ont remplacé
Le serpent et l'épée
Il était parti au Népal ou les skins ne sont pas légion
Avec son tatouage "Mort aux vaches", les indiens l'ont pris pour un con
Il est revenu au grand air en plein Ardèche il prend son pied
Avec le seul truc qu'il sache faire; des croix gammées en macramé
Skinhead aux cheveux longs
C'est l'émancipation
Sous son cuir chevelu
La tendresse a vaincu
Son bomber a pousse
Ses tatouages aussi
Les fleurs ont remplace
Le serpent et l'épée
Le drapeau tricolore qu'il avait dans sa chambre
A perdu d'son éclat à grands coups d'eau d'Javel
Il fait pleurer sa mère et ne veut plus entendre
Que du Ravi-Shankar ou du Alan Stivell
Era un ragazzo ben educato, rampollo di una famiglia di skinheads. Skinhead con I capelli lunghi la bandiera tricolore che pendeva in camera sua ha perso il suo smalto a gran colpi di varechina… fa piangere sua madre e non vuol più ascoltare che del Ravi Shankar o del Alan Stivell È tornato all'aria aperta fermandosi in Ardèche, con l'unica cosa che sa fare: croci uncinate all' uncinetto!!

You had me right where you wanted
Under your spell
Until you turned my high heaven
Into a living hell
Now you come crawling back
Tryna whip up something new
Sorry baby, it ain’t up to you
Well you can floss them weepy eyes
Show me some skin
Hit me with your charms
Fool if I give in
You can do a little sundance
And pray for a [?]
Heaven knows, it ain’t up to you
And you can cry bloody murder
But it’s a case you never can win
You let the genie out of bottle
Good luck in putting him back in
You know the one who’d been wronged
He got the natural right
To be a little bit cold
And rightly impolite
Go on, cry me a river
Walk a mile in my shoes
That my baby, is entirely up to you
You let the genie out of bottle
Good luck in putting him back in
You had me right where you wanted
Bought it and sold
Until you tore out my heart
And shot it full of holes
Yeah the world keeps on turning
And this much I know is true
It ain’t up to you
It ain’t up to you

One thing I wanted to say is, um…
One thing I wanted to say is, um…
Don’t be fooled by the internet
Don’t be fooled by the internet
It’s cool, it’s cool to get on the computer
But don’t let the computer get on you
It’s cool, it’s cool to use the computer
Don’t let the computer use you, y’all saw “The Matrix.”
Y’all saw “The Matrix.”
[Chorus]
There’s a war going on
The battlefield’s in the mind, and the prize is the soul
The prize is the soul
Thе prize is the soul
Therе’s a war going on
The battlefield’s in the mind, and the prize is the soul
The prize is the soul
The prize is the soul
[Instrumental Bridge]
[Chorus]
There’s a war going on
The battlefield’s in the mind, and the prize is the soul
The prize is the soul
The prize is the soul
There’s a war going on
The battlefield’s in the mind, and the prize is the soul
The prize is the soul
The prize is the soul
So, be careful
Be careful
Be careful
Be careful

I keep on fallin’ in love with you
Sometimes I love you
Sometimes you make me blue
Sometimes I feel good
And at times I feel used
Lovin’ you, darlin’ makes me so confused
I keep on fallin’
In and out of love with you
I never loved someone
The way that I love you
Oh, oh, I never felt this way
How do you give me so much pleasure
And cause me so much pain
Just when I think
I’ve taken more than would a fool
I start fallin’ back in love with you
I keep on fallin’
In and out of love with you
I never loved someone
The way that I love you
Oh, baby
I, I, I, I’m fallin’
I, I, I, I’m fallin’
Fall
I keep on fallin’
In and out of love with you
I never loved someone
The way that I love you
I’m fallin’
In and out of love with you
I never loved someone
The way that I loved you
I’m fallin’
In and out of love with you
I never loved someone
The way that I loved you

What am I gonna do? All of our stupid friends
Know that I’m here for you
Guess I misunderstood
Thought you liked me too
What am I gonna say? What am I gonna do? Everyone told me so
Don’t wait around for you
Guess I misunderstood
Thought you liked me too
[Chorus]
‘Cause this ain’t no John Hughes movie
Where the girl gets the guy
You look right through me
Every time you walk by
I keep waiting for the heartbreak music
That’s never gonna come
‘Cause if you don’t want me
Then you’re not the one
[Post Chorus]
Oh oh oh oh oh (x3)
Oh no no you’re not the one
Oh oh oh oh oh (x3)
Oh no no you’re not the one
[Outro]
You’re not the one, not the one, no
You’re not the one, not the one, no
Not the one, no
Oh no no you’re not the one
You’re not the one, not the one, no
You’re not the one, not the one, no
‘Cause if you don’t want me
Then you’re not the one Play this song
[Verse 1]
This wasn’t how it’s supposed to go
I should be the one you’re dancing with
Spinning with a vodka coke
Everybody at my fingertips
I was gonna get my coat
And baby you were meant to follow me
And I was gonna act surprised
Even though I’d know you wanted me
[Pre-Chorus]
It’s not like I’ve been crying, no
There’s just smoke in my eyes
[Chorus]
‘Cause this ain’t no John Hughes movie
Where the girl gets the guy
You look right through me
Every time you walk by
I keep waiting for the heartbreak music
That’s never gonna come
‘Cause if you don’t want me
Then you’re not the one
[Post Chorus]
Oh oh oh oh oh (x4)
[Verse 2]
Sitting on a bathroom floor
Trying to get my composure back
Think I built it up too tall
Knew I should’ve worn my Adidas
Maybe if I’d reined it in
You wouldn’t wanna kiss somebody else
And you don’t owe me anything
So I’m just gonna walk home by myself
[Pre-Chorus]
And it’s not like I’ve been crying, no
There’s just smoke in my eyes
[Chorus]
‘Cause this ain’t no John Hughes movie
Where the girl gets the guy
You look right through me
Every time you walk by
I keep waiting for the heartbreak music
That’s never gonna come
‘Cause if you don’t want me
Then you’re not the one
[Post Chorus]
Oh oh oh oh oh (x3)
Oh no no you’re not the one
[Bridge]
What am I gonna say?

Play this song
[Intro: Greg Gonzalez]
We wanna go where the girls are young and dumb
And hot as fuck
Where they’re dancing in the streets
With nothing on
[Verse 1: Goody Grace]
Drivin’ all night, lost track of time
All these lonely roads aren’t how they used to feel
Big dreams in our eyes, carefree, yet so blind
Then afraid of anything that’s real
Watch the sunset through highway fields (Highway fields)
If I could go back then I’d stay there (I’d stay there)
Just us wrapped up in the Autumn air (In the Autumn air)
Act like I don’t but I’ll always care (I’ll always care)
Oh babe, I’m gon’ go
[Chorus: Greg Gonzalez]
We wanna go wherе the girls are young and dumb
And hot as fuck
Wherе they’re dancing in the streets
With nothing on
We’ll drive your car to the beach with this song on repeat
You showed me
We’ll drive your car to the beach with this song on repeat
Oh, baby
[Verse 2: Lexi Jayde]
Stood on the edge
We never said
Anything that felt too honest
In the backseat
Kicked off your Nikes
My hand in your jacket pocket but
Some love just lasts a season
It gets fucked up for no good reason (oooh)
Been trying to find the feeling
That we had
Let’s go back
No one has to know
Just want to go
[Chorus: Greg Gonzalez & Lexi Jayde]
Where the girls are young and dumb
And hot as fuck
Where they’re dancing in the streets
With nothing on
We’ll drive your car to the beach with this song on repeat
You showed me
We’ll drive your car to the beach with this song on repeat
Oh, baby

[Chorus]
Wakin’ up wasted
My memories faded
Twenty-one and jaded
I lose my mind to find myself
[Verse 2]
Thursday night I’ve been way up
Monday mornin’ I come crashin’ down
Every day is a replay
In my head and I can’t break out
[Pre-Chorus]
Strike a match, blow a kiss
Burnin’ my innocence
Who am I to you? Who am I? Who am I? Play this song
[Verse 1]
One more night, I’ma break down
Two more drinks ’til I pass out, baby
3 AM’s when I need her
Before this lonely, and it drives me crazy
[Pre-Chorus]
Strike a match, blow a kiss
Burnin’ my innocence
Who am I to you? [Chorus]
Wakin’ up wasted
My memories faded
Twenty-one and jaded
I lose my mind to find myself
Wakin’ up wasted
Still sedated
Twenty-one and jaded
I lose my mind to find myself
[Bridge]
I lost my mind tryna find myself
Lost my mind tryna find myself
Lost my mind tryna find myself
Lost my mind
Lost my mind tryna find myself
Lost my mind tryna find myself
Lost my mind tryna find myself
Lost my mind
Lost my mind tryna find myself
Lost my mind tryna find myself
Lost my mind tryna find myself
Lost my mind
Lost my mind tryna find myself
Lost my mind tryna find myself
Lost my mind tryna find myself
Lost my mind
Lost my mind tryna find myself
Lost my mind tryna find myself
Lost my mind tryna find myself
Lost my mind
[Outro]
Wakin’ up wasted
My memories faded