And this one from 1964:-

The way you sigh
Has me waving my conscience goodbye
You can call me a fickle thing
But I'm practically yours forever because ....

The taste of life
I can't describe
It's chocking on my mind
Reaching out I can't believe
Faith it can't decide

On and on I carry on
But underneath my mind
And on and on I tell my self
It's this I can't disguise

Oh can't you see
Holding on to my heart
I bleed the taste of life

The pace, the time,
I can't survive
It's grinding down the view
Breaking out which way to choose
A choice I can't renew

Holding on I carry on
But underneath my mind
And on and on I tell my self
It's this I can't disguise

Oh can't you see
Holding on to my heart
I bleed, no place is safe
Can't you see the taste of life

How about this one from way back in 1959:-

When you left me all alone
At the record hop
Told me you were going out
For a soda pop
You were gone for quite a while
Half an hour or more
You came back and remember when
This is what I saw

"Start the movie."

"I loved the old man. He had never wronged me. He had never given me insult. For his gold I had no desire. I think it was his eye. Yes, it was this. One of his eyes resembled that of a vulture. A pale, blue eye with a film over it. Whenever it fell upon me, my blo.od ran cold. And so, by degrees, very gradually, I made up my mind to take the life of the old man and thus rid myself of the eye forever."

So I'm headed door to door
With my grandmother's cookie jar
I'm sellin' cookies, 12 for a dollar
I ring the doorbell, nobody wants any
I resort to goin' cheaper - 2 for a penny
Anybody, everybody, they ha.te me
I can tell when they spit and degrade me
There's only one house left, the last on the block
Old Man Willie on the hilltop
I ring the doorbell, the door creeps open
And there it was starin' and scopin'
The man's left eye, red, big, and drippin'
I was trippin'.
"Ahh, seeya!"

I ran home.
I couldn't stop thinking
About his eyeball winking and blinking
And it looked not a damn thing like the other
Ugh!
Shoulda wore a patch on the motherfucker
It hypnotized me, mesmorized me
Traumatized, paralyzed, terrorized me

Creepers, where'd you get that ball
And tell me how it even fits in your skull
I want a big long knife to stick it in.
I wanna lift up the eyelid and kick it in.
He's gotta die.
I want his eye buried in my backyard.
It ain't hard, I'm killin' Old Evil Eye!

Evil eye...Oh-Oh-Eye
(The bitch gon' die! Die-die-die-die-die-die-die)
Evil eye...Oh-Oh

"Now this is the point. You fancy me mad. Madmen know nothing. But you should've seen me. You should have seen how wisely I proceeded with caution with what foresight, with what patience I went to work. I was never kinder to the old man than during the whole week before I killed him."

A day gone pass since I heard about J.O.
Met up in this sleigh, cuz I don't fuckin' play.
Anyway, I gotta do him in.
Got a rusty revolver
Put the silver bullets in.
I'm plannin' on playin' one right to his nugget.
Down my drawers with the bucket.
It's time to go, fuck it.
I stuck it up... to his neck when he came to the door.
I really didn't know what I was in for.
First the cold man stared, no a gaze, no a stare.
Kinda like there was no one there.
How weird, my body froze with the blink of his eye.
Evil eye, sendin' chills up my spine.
What to do? What to do?
I gotta try to break.
I gotta try to make.. my way to the gate.
Wait. I can't move, I'm stuck to the ground.
W-What the fuck was that?
I think I heard a sound,
Turned around, there it was, starin' at my face.
This little old man's eye's a make me a mental case.
That's when I felt the pain deep inside,
Deep inside, now his eye's open wide.

I want a big long knife to stick it in.
I wanna lift up the eyelid and kick it in.
He's gotta die.
I want his eye buried in my backyard.
It ain't hard, I'm killin' Old Evil Eye!

Evil eye...Oh-Oh-Eye
(The bitch gon' die! Die-die-die-die-die-die-die)
Evil eye...Oh-Oh

"That night it ceased. The old man was dead. I placed my hands on the heart and there for many minutes there was no pulsation. He was stone dead. His eye will trouble me no longer. His eye will trouble me no longer."

Evil eye...Oh-Oh-Eye
(The bitch gon' die! Die-die-die-die-die-die-die)
Evil eye...Oh-Oh...

And when I'm feeling low, She comes as no surprise. Turns me on with her love. Takes me to paradise.

I got up feeling so down
I got off feeling sold out
I've kept the movie rolling
but the story's getting old now
I just looked in the mirror
things aren't looking so good
I'm looking California
and feeling Minnesota
So now you know,who gets mystified
show me the power ****
I'd like to say
that I'm down on my knees today
It gives me the butterflies
gives me away
Till I 'm up on my feet again
I'm feeling outshined
outshined,outshined

This is there best song. Uggh!
Pull, pull
Wuh! (Sung sorta like Michael Jackson)
Come on!
Uggh!
Solo, I'm a soloist on a solo list
All live, never on a floppy disk
Inka, inka, bottle of ink
Paintings of rebellion
Drawn up by the thoughts I think

Yeah!
Come on!
The militant poet in once again, check it

It's set up like a deck of cards
They're sending us to early graves
For all the diamonds
They'll use a pair of clubs to beat the spades
With poetry I paint the pictures that hit
More like the murals that fit
Don't turn away
Get in front of it

Brotha, did ya forget ya name?
Did ya lose it on the wall
Playin' tic-tac-toe?

Yo, check the diagonal
Three brothers gone
Come on
Doesn't that make it three in a row?

Spoken quietly: "Anger is a gift"

Come on!
Uggh!

(Guitar solo)

Drop that!
Uggh!
Come on
Yeah
Uggh

Brotha, did ya forget ya name?
Did ya lose it on the wall
Playin' tic-tac-toe?

Yo, check the diagonal
Three million gone
Come on
'Cause you know they're counting backwards to zero

Environment
The environment exceeding on the level
Of our unconciousness
For example
What does the billboard say?
Come and play!, come and play!
Forget about the movement

Spoken quietly: "Anger is a gift"

Yeeeaaahhhh!
Uggh!
Awww, bring that shit in!
Uggh!
Hey!

Freedom...yea...
Freedom...yea right...
Freedom...yeeeaaahhh!
Freedom!
Yeeeaaahhh!
Freedom!
Yea right!
Freedom!
Yeeeaaahhh!
Freedom!
Yea!
Right!

Well Guy's 2014 will be with us in a few days so here's a little ditty to sing along to .All my best wishes peace and happiness to every one on SYD/SYC/SIO and to the guy's behind the scenes too.

Should old acquaintance be forgot,
and never brought to mind ?
Should old acquaintance be forgot,
and old lang syne ?

CHORUS:
For auld lang syne, my dear,
for auld lang syne,
we'll take a cup of kindness yet,
for auld lang syne.

And surely you’ll buy your pint cup !
and surely I’ll buy mine !
And we'll take a cup o’ kindness yet,
for auld lang syne.

CHORUS

We two have run about the slopes,
and picked the daisies fine ;
But we’ve wandered many a weary foot,
since auld lang syne.

CHORUS

We two have paddled in the stream,
from morning sun till dine† ;
But seas between us broad have roared
since auld lang syne.

CHORUS

And there’s a hand my trusty friend !
And give me a hand o’ thine !
And we’ll take a right good-will draught,
for auld lang syne.

CHORUS

Love Peace And Happiness .

Look at the stars,
Look how they shine for you,
And everything you do,
Yeah, they were all yellow.

I came along,
I wrote a song for you,
And all the things you do,
And it was called "Yellow".

So then I took my turn,
Oh what the things have done,
And it was all yellow.

Your skin,
Oh yeah your skin and bones,
Turn into
Something beautiful,
You know,
You know I love you so,
You know I love you so.

I swam across,
I jumped across for you,
Oh what a thing to do.
'Cause you were all yellow,

I drew a line,
I drew a line for you,
Oh what a thing to do,
And it was all yellow.

Your skin,
Oh yeah your skin and bones,
Turn into
Something beautiful,
And you know,
For you I'd bleed myself dry,
For you I'd bleed myself dry.

It's true,
Look how they shine for you,
Look how they shine for you,
Look how they shine for,
Look how they shine for you,
Look how they shine for you,
Look how they shine.

Look at the stars,
Look how they shine for you,
And all the things that you do.

So just like that you're fucking dead and gone
You can only wear a crown of thorns for so long
We built an empire and you took the throne
But you built it from bayonets and sat there alone
So just like that you're fucking dead and gone
You can only wear a crown of thorns for so long
We built an empire and you took the throne
But you built it from bayonets and sat there alone

I hope your queen was worth it
Do you still serve her on your knees?
Because you sat when the world was at your feet
Just slept while we lived the dream

You won't miss the water
Till the river runs dry
You won't miss the sunset
Till it burns out the sky
You won't miss what you have 
Till it's finally lost
But you don't miss a bastard
When you're bearing his fucking cross

Blacklist
Nothing but a blacklist
With friends like you
There's no need for enemies
With friends like you 
There's no need for anything
Blacklist
You're nothing but a blacklist

Well, truth be told
I'm a little bit gutted
I mean you were always a prick
But we still seemed to love you
We started this together and it should have stuck
But there's no room for a useless, miserable fuck
Well I know I was a cunt in the final days
It just filled me with venom, filled me with rage
To see someone not give a shit
Despite of all of this

I won't see you around, I couldn't give a fuck
I'd rather slit my wrists than keep in touch
You're on my blacklist and there's nothing left to say
We're finished breaking our bones, dragging dead fucking weight
I won't see you around, I couldn't give a fuck
I'd rather slit my wrists than keep in touch

Blacklist
Nothing but a blacklist
With friends like you
There's no need for enemies
With friends like you 
There's no need for anything
Blacklist
You're nothing but a blacklist

I won't see you around, I couldn't give a fuck
I'd rather slit my wrists than keep in touch
You're on my blacklist and there's nothing left to say
We're finished breaking our bones, dragging dead fucking weight
I won't see you around, I couldn't give a fuck
I'd rather slit my wrists than keep in touch
Blacklist
We're finished breaking our bones, dragging dead fucking weight

Here's a little song i wrote, you might want to sing it note for note, don't worry, be happy

in every life we have some trouble, when you worry you make it double don't worry, be happy!

Yo, you might see me joggin, you might see me walkin You might see me walkin a dead rottweiler dog with it's head chopped off in the park with a spiked collar hollerin at him cause the son of a bitch won't quit barkin (grrrr, ARF ARF) Or leanin out a window, with a cocked shotgun Drivin up the block in the car that they shot 'Pac in Lookin for Big's killers, dressed in ridiculous blue and red like I don't see what the big deal is Double barrel twelve gauge bigger than Chris Wallace Pissed off, cause Biggie and 'Pac just missed all this Watchin all these cheap imitations get rich off 'em and get dollars that shoulda been there's like they switched wallets And amidst all this Crist' poppin and wristwatches I had to sit back and just watch and just get nauseous and walk around with an empty bottle of Remi Martin startin shit like some 26-year-old skinny Cartman ("God damnit!") I'm anti-Backstreet and Ricky Martin with instincts to kill N'Sync, don't get me started These fuckin brats can't sing and Britney's garbage What's this bitch retarded? Gimme back my **** dollars All I see is sissies in magazines smiling Whatever happened to whylin out and bein violent? Whatever happened to catchin a good-ol' fashioned passionate ass-whoopin and gettin your shoes coat and your hat tooken? New Kids on the Block, sucked a lot of dick Boy/girl groups make me sick And I can't wait 'til I catch all you

Merry Chrismas muthafucka! [*Gun Shots*] Merry muthafuckin' Chrismas and a ho ho ho! while I'm ridin' that cot under the missle toe now dashin' through the snow in a candy right top 6-4 over the hills I go laughin' at this hoe nuts on rich and rings makin' me feel right oh what fun it is to know that I'm gonna get this pussy tonight so ring them bells, ring them bells shes takin' it all the way oh what fun it is to watch her suck my dick this way hey ring them bells, ring them bells shes takin' it all the way oh what fun it is to nut, while she's suckin' my dick oh yay! tis the season to get busy compton crime lick and I'm smokin' on this stick.

Pack it up, pack it in Let me begin I came to win Battle me that's a sin I won't tear the sack up Punk you'd better back up Try and play the role and the whole crew will act up Get up, stand up, come on! Come on, throw your hands up If you've got the feeling jump up towards the ceiling Muggs is a funk fest, someone's talking junk Yo, I'll bust em in the eye And then I'll take the punks ho Feel it, funk it Amps in the trunk And I got more rhymes than there's cops at a dunking Donuts shop Sure 'nuff I got props from the kids on the hill Plus my mom and my pops

Wonder Woman, Wonder Woman.
All the world's waiting for you,
and the power you possess.

In your satin tights,
Fighting for your rights
And the old Red, White and Blue.

Wonder Woman, Wonder Woman.
Now the world is ready for you,
and the wonders you can do.

Make a hawk a dove,
Stop a war with love,
Make a liar tell the truth.

Wonder Woman,
Get us out from under, Wonder Woman.
All our hopes are pinned on you.
And the magic that you do.

Stop a bullet cold,
Make the Axis fall,
Change their minds, and change the world.

Wonder Woman, Wonder Woman.
You're a wonder, Wonder Woman.

Get your motor runnin' Head out on the highway Lookin' for adventure And whatever comes our way Yeah Darlin' go make it happen Take the world in a love embrace Fire all of your guns at once And explode into space

I like smoke and lightning Heavy metal thunder Racin' with the wind And the feelin' that I'm under Yeah Darlin' go make it happen Take the world in a love embrace Fire all of your guns at once And explode into space

Like a true nature's **** We were born, born to be wild We can climb so high I never wanna die

You will not be able to stay home, b r o t h er.

You will not be able to plug in, turn on and cop out.

You will not be able to lose yourself on skag and skip,

Skip out for beer during commercials,

Because the revolution will not be televised.

Mirror in the bathroom please talk free The door is locked just you and me. Can I take you to a restaurant that's got glass tables You can watch yourself while you are eating.

Mirror in the bathroom I just can't stop it, Every Saturday you see me window shopping. Find no interest in the racks and shelves Just ten thousand reflections of my own sweet self, self, self...

Mirror in the bathroom You're my mirror in the bathroom You're my mirror in the bathroom You're my mirror in the bathroom...

Mirror in the bathroom Recompense For all my crimes of self defense. Cures you whisper make no sense Drift gently into mental illness.

Judge all you want... this song is my shit. Lmfao.


Mmm Yum
A stick of 5 gum is the taste on my tongue
But for the right one, I’ll spit it out and place her right on
The night’s young, meaning we minus the bright sun
And I’m numb like I’m inside ‘em like white on a rye bun
Like that one, baby stacked wit’ a fat one
Action-pack wit’ a rack and a little bit of that ‘yac she’s passed on
Got a 36-pack of Magnums, I’m Vlad and I’m back
I’ll put a bitch in a sack and bring her back
And then I gotta go and leave a lash from the passion

(I’m crazy) Sick as hell for the ladies
They don’t give a damn that I’m manic
Even though I’m so shady Baby girl, but don’t play me
I ain’t tryna have no babies
But baby you braised in some slavery

Wanna excite ya, ignite the fight, so honey, taunt me
I just wanna bite you and watch you drop out, Romani Kandi
That’s 11 Gs, angel from heaven, she’s seven threes, hot egg and cheese for Pain checkin’ weaves

I know what you sayin’
But you know I ain’t playin’
Tryna get my dick sucked through my jeans
And oh-oh

(the girl sho' look like fuck food to me)
(Girl-girl sho' look like fuck food to me)

Spin that booty ’round, drop it to the ground, let it make a sound, do-do it, baby
Do it like that, lemme see the kitty-kat, then I hit it from the back for the baby

(the girl sho' look like fuck food to me)
(Girl-girl sho' look like fuck food to me)

Uh, now put that pussy on my lip and dip
Yeah, let’s make a movie, I’ma flip the script
Yeah, I wax that ass like Q-Tip
Yeah, float in that pussy like a cruise ship
Uh, ’cause I’m a nasty motherfucker
Yeah, I eat that pussy like the last supper
Yeah, I beat that pussy like brass knuckles
Heh, she call me daddy and she scream “Uncle”
Open up and spread, I’m pullin’ her hair, she pullin’ my dreads I’m breakin’ her off, we breakin’ the bed
Fuck her like a dog, she shakin’ her leg I’m killin’ it soft, I’m makin’ it red I’m makin’ her talk, I’m makin’ her beg I’m makin’ her crawl, I’m makin’ her run, I’m makin’ it numb, I’m makin’ it cum.
I am Young Weezy F. Baby
She wish she could make a copy of my dick and save it (Ha-ha)
Now close your mouth, don’t waste it I got that fuck food, baby, come taste it.

I know what you sayin’
But you know I ain’t playin’
Tryna get my dick sucked through my jeans
And oh-oh

(the girl sho' look like fuck food to me)
(Girl-girl sho' look like fuck food to me)

Spin that booty ’round, drop it to the ground, let it make a sound, do-do it, baby
Do it like that, lemme see the kitty-kat, then I hit it from the back for the baby

(the girl sho' look like fuck food to me)
(Girl-girl sho' look like fuck food to me)

When I get my mittens on this kitten
She’ll be bitten, then she missin’
‘Cause she fucked up and let the Tech in
Canceled all of her ex men
If you think you got it, nigga, say it witcha chest,
Then I’m gon’ be her sex friend
Rippin’ off her dress, then
Nibblin’ on her neck and I’m makin’ her wet wit’ no question
Yeah, animal magnetism, the sadomasochism
Got way mo’ cash to give ‘em, but they don’t ask, just twist ‘em
I don’t have to give ‘em stacks for me to mash within ‘em
I’m they master, hit ‘em with a lash and a nigga fast to stick ‘em
And I like ‘em all colors, multi-mack can make ‘em all love us
And make ‘em do all of us, and we don’t be trippin’ on it ’cause we all brothers
Y’all slippers, as I be trippin’ over broads, fuck it
The currency, see he keep his cards shuffled
The bitch’ll wanna let her jaws touch us, jaw-crushers
Anybody outside don’t get much news from me
'Cause I get it in but I keep it on the hush (Who’s the G?)
This rush, you agree, this is stuff due for fee
But the girls sho’ look like fuck food to me, aye.

I don’t know what you feel
I don’t know what you think
I don’t know what you see, my nigga

(The girl sho’ look like fuck food to me)
(Girl-girl sho’ look like fuck food to me)

I know what you sayin’
But you know I ain’t playin’
Tryna get my dick sucked through my jeans
And oh-oh

(The girl sho’ look like fuck food to me)
(Girl-girl sho’ look like fuck food to me)

Spin that booty ’round, drop it to the ground, let it make a sound, do-do it, baby
Do it like that, lemme see the kitty-kat, then I hit it from the back for the baby

(Girls sho’ look like fuck food to me)
(Girl-girls sho’ look like fuck food to me)

I saw this and I wanted to share it if you haven't seen it before.


When you're happy, you enjoy the music
But when you're sad, you understand the lyrics.

"they shootin" ahh made you look

May the good lord be with you Down every road you roam And may sunshine and happiness Surround you when youre far from home And may you grow to be proud Dignified and true And do unto others As youd have done to you Be courageous and be brave And in my heart youll always stay Forever young, forever young.


For friends that have left

Another fave from one of my fave singers and crew.

Nothing seems to kill me no matter how hard I try Nothing is closing my eyes Nothing can beat me down for your pain or delight And nothing seems to break me No matter how hard I fall nothing can break me at all Not one for giving up though not invincible I know

I've givin' everything I need I'd give you everything I own I'd give in if it could at least be ours alone I've given everything I could To blow it to hell and gone Burrow down and Blow up the outside world

Someone tried to tell me something Don't let the world bring you down Nothing will do me in before I do myself So save it for your own and the ones you can help

Want to make it understood Wanting though I never would Trying though I never would Blowing it to hell and gone Wishing though I never could Blow up the upside world

a lot of the best songs i've ever heard have a few words and a lot of instrumental... after i've heard live the guitar riff of Freebird of Lynyrd Skynyrd even my cock has goosebumps! another one with the lyric of just one sentence is:

You and me we are destined you'll agree
To spend the rest of our lives with each other
The rest of our days like two lovers
For ever
Yeah
For ever
my bijou

Try to guess this Bella!

This song I've heard only 2 times but I never caught the title! It is from the early 90`s. Something like " can't we talk about it in bed"; sounds like a black American but can't be sure. Thanks.

Yeah, hey, I want to travel south this year
I won't, won't prevent safe passage here

Why you act crazy?
Not an act maybe
So close a lady
Shifty eyes, shady

Yeah, hey Yeah, tears that soak a callous heart

Why you act frightened?
I am enlightened
Your weakness builds me, so someday you'll see

I stay away

Why you act crazy?
Not an act maybe
So close a lady
Shifty eyes, shady

I stay away, I stay away, I stay away, I STAY A WAY