• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• 100 Years - Blues Traveler
• 100 Years - Plies
• 100 Years - Joan Osborne
• 100 Years - Nancy Sinatra
• 100 Years - Dr. Dog
• 100 Years - Five For Fighting
• 100 Years - Masters of Reality
• 100 Years - Nosferatu
• 100 Years - Nephew

The sun is warm as the day is long
I just got the feeling I can do no wrong
I've got a long way to walk, can't afford my next meal
I tell a few lies but my hunger is real
And it won't mean a thing in a hundred years
No, it won't mean a thing in a hundred years
Mademoiselle, tell me do you play?
Well, if she shakes her head, well, then that's okay
I watch her walk away in haste
There's just no accounting for some people's taste
And it won't mean a thing in a hundred years
No, it won't mean a thing in a hundred years
Big angry man in the doorway there, yeah
Just keep on walking like I don't care
But why you're giving such an evil eye?
Could it be you were ignored by every passerby?
And it won't mean a thing in a hundred years
No, it won't mean a thing in a hundred years
Play in the park for tobacco and food
Then I excuse myself but they think I'm rude
Tourist don't want me to end his show
But this colorful attraction got places to go
And it won't mean a thing in a hundred years, yeah
No, it won't mean a thing in a hundred years, oh
Sit at the pier, watch the sun go down
Another lost little boy in a big old town
I want to laugh, I want to cry
But no matter how hard I may try
It won't mean a thing in a hundred years
No, it won't mean a thing in a hundred years

My nigga e'erytime I think this shit gettin' rough out here
for me my nigga... I just remind myself dog Monday through
Friday homie... From 8 in the mornin' to 5 in the evenin'
dog... It's some niggas in the court room 'round the country
my nigga... Fightin' for they muhfuckin' lives dog... The
crackers bannin' niggas e'eryday my nigga
My dog went to court today they gave him fifteen
Cracker banned my lil' nigga he was se'enteen
Young nigga don't even know what all that time mean
Pussy ass crackers done shattered my nigga dreams
They holl'in' mandatory they want him to do the whole thang
Nigga showed up in court on my dog and did his thang
Nigga did my nigga now I got to bust his brain
Nigga woulda did me my dog'd do the same
His lady callin' me cryin' and now I feel her pain
Tired of losin' all my niggas to the chain gang
In thirty minutes a nigga whole life can change
Cracker over sinister niggas when this shit gon' change?
Pussy ass cracker give a nigga a hundred years
Have ya mama leavin' out the courtroom in tears
Crackers don't love to have a nigga breathin' for real
Take a nigga life from him they don't know how it feel
Pussy ass cracker give a nigga a hundred years
Have ya mama leavin' out the courtroom in tears
Crackers don't love to have a nigga breathin' for real
Take a nigga life from him they don't know how it feel
Ain't talked to my dog yet but I know he sick
Next fifteen years of his life behind a fence
Cracker find a nigga guilty and hit him wit' the bench
Gave one of my dogs twenty-seven on his first offense
The time they givin' the nigga for the crime ain't makin' sense
They jacked the number up now it's eighty-five percent
They did that to make you fuck niggas out there snitch
And put conspiracy in the game to railroad the click
And crackers feel like niggas ain't got no common sense
A nigga paper ain't right they banned off the rip
A public defender don't get you shit but a long trip
And judge sentencin innocent niggas without a guilt
How in the fuck can fo' birds get you a life sentence?
But give a cracker seven years for money launderin' millions
Shoot a nigga in the leg they sentence you like you killed 'em
Cracker catch you wit' that iron and throw you under the buildin'
You a nigga that mean you guilty 'til proven innocent
MOney talk and bullshit walk a thousand miles
You ain't got a paid lawyer then don't go to trial
Crackers owe each other favors, they'll swap ya out
"You give us him, we'll give you him" know what I'm talkin' 'bout
Nigga took thirty years on a cop out
Fuck you get thirty years for breakin' in a bitch house?

The sun is warm as the day is long
Just got the feeling I can do no wrong
Got a long way to walk can't afford my next meal,
I tell a few lies, but my hunger is real and it...
Chorus:
won't mean thing in 100 years
no it won't mean a thing in 100 years
Mademoiselle tell me do you play
well if she shakes her head well
then that's OK
I watch her walk away in haste
there's just no accounting for
some people's taste
and it...
Chorus
Big angry men in the doorway there
Just keep on walking like I don't care
Why you giving such an evil eye
could it be you were ignored by
every passerby
and it...
Chorus
Play in the park for tobacco and food
then I excuse myself but they think I'm rude
Tourist don't want me to end his show
but this colorful attraction got
place to go
and it...
Chorus
Sit at the pier watch the sun go down
Another lost little boy in a big old town
I want to laugh, I want to cry
but no matter how hard I may try

I'm not gonna say everything is OK
Cause OK is not the way that I feel.
I'm not gonna be any fool's Christmas tree
Let 'em hang gifts on me that aren't real
I'm not gonna take second best
I've got no use for the rest.
World you better hear what I say
Cause for me true love could be
100 years away.
I'm not givin' in to a smile or a grin
On a face -huh- I might never see again.
I'm not gonna fly in some big phony sky
On a ride that I know just can't win.
And I'm not gonna take second best
No I've got no use for the rest.
So world you better hear what I say
Cause for me true love could be
100 years away.
And if it is, I'll wait

When I look back on what I'd done
About 100 years from now
Gonna cry myself to sleep at night
Somebody shows me how
When the sun shines down, what's left of me
About 100 years from now
Gonna cut my water with a rebel yell
And claw my way back to town
100 years, 100 years
They'll break me but I'll break them too
Oh and this year's for the brakemen
And this one is for you
When sky cracks open and the thunder comes
About 100 years from now
Gonna bury this old yoke and chain
In the cold wet ground
And when I get off at Tennbrook Farm
About 100 years from now
I'm gonna marry you out of common sense
And get out from behind this plow
100 years, 100 years
They'll break me but I'll break them too
Oh and this one's for the brakemen
And this one is for you
100 years, 100 years
They'll break me but I'll break them too
Oh and this one's for the brakemen

I'm 15 for a moment
Caught in between 10 and 20
And I'm just dreaming
Counting the ways to where you are
I'm 22 for a moment
And she feels better than ever
And we're on fire
Making our way back from Mars
15 there's still time for you
Time to buy and time to lose
15, there's never a wish better than this
When you only got 100 years to live
I'm 33 for a moment
Still the man, but you see I'm a ?they'
A kid on the way, babe
A family on my mind
I'm 45 for a moment
The sea is high
And I'm heading into a crisis
Chasing the years of my life
15 there's still time for you
Time to buy and time to lose yourself
Within a morning star
15 I'm all right with you
15, there's never a wish better than this
When you only got 100 years to live
Half time goes by
Suddenly you're wise
Another blink of an eye
67 is gone
The sun is getting high
We're moving on
I'm 99 for a moment
Dying for just another moment
And I'm just dreaming
Counting the ways to where you are
15 there's still time for you
22 I feel her too
33 you're on your way
Every day's a new day
15 there's still time for you
Time to buy and time to choose
Hey 15, there's never a wish better than this
When you only got 100 years to live

I found my place in bed
Three feet beneath your head
I wanted to stay home
And I couldn't think of nothing new
I moved like syrup (slow)
I moved I didn't know
I'd took off from my faith
And I couldn't think of nothing new
Boo hoo boo hoo boo hoo
Waiting waiting
I'd been called down
Waiting waiting
Would I rebound
Waiting waiting
I found my place in bed
Three feet beneath your head
I wanted to stay home
And I couldn't think of nothing new

It doesn't matter if we all die
Ambition in the back of a black car
In a high building there is so much to do
Going home time
A story on the radio
Something small falls out of your mouth
And we laugh
A prayer for something better
A prayer
For something better
Please love me
Meet my mother
But the fear takes hold
Creeping up the stairs in the dark
Waiting for the death blow
Waiting for the death blow
Waiting for the death blow
Stroking your hair as the patriots are shot
Fighting for freedom on television
Sharing the world with slaughtered pigs
Have we got everything?
She struggles to get away . . .
The pain
And the creeping feeling
A little black haired girl
Waiting for Saturday
The death of her father pushing her
Pushing her white face into the mirror
Aching inside me
And turn me round
Just like the old days
Just like the old days
Just like the old days
Just like the old days
Caressing an old man
And painting a lifeless face
Just a piece of new meat in a clean room
The soldiers close in under a yellow moon
All shadows and deliverance
Under a black flag
A hundred years of blood
Crimson
The ribbon tightens round my throat
I open my mouth
And my head bursts open
A sound like a tiger thrashing in the water
Thrashing in the water
Over and over
We die one after the other
Over and over
We die one after the other
One after the other
One after the other
One after the other
One after the other
It feels like a hundred years
A hundred years
A hundred years
A hundred years
A hundred years

Break through over the years
we’ll keep on coming for your fears
hey crew - do you believe?
Great shoes fra København
and Copenhagen hear our frown
we’ll show - you’ll know us 4
100 years - sig det igen
Saints league, Cinnamon Sigh
just buy our record, then just die
who cares if you believe?
Breakdance, dance on the break
og da især hvis Gud er fake
we’ll show - you’ll know us 4