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• QUESTION - Uriah Heep
• QUESTION - Moody Blues
• QUESTION - Alanis Morissette
• QUESTION - System Of A Down
• QUESTION - Fish
• QUESTION - Goldfinger
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• QUESTION - Fixx
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• QUESTION - Son Volt
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• QUESTION - Six Ball
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• Crashing Down - Question
• QUESTION - Since1800
• QUESTION - Poor Souls Of Pompeii
• QUESTION - Fifteen

There’s a lie that runs
Across the human race
There’s a truth that draws
A tear upon your face
A child is crying and it echoes
All over the world
If we try to find some
Deep communication
Bring an end to war
And start a new creation
From the truth inside
It’s waiting, it’s waiting
Suddenly then
The clearest voice will call
Feeling the air
You have no choice at all
Can I ask the question to you
Do you know who you are
Do you know what we’re doing here
Try to see the way from within
‘Cause it isn’t outside
Let your honesty see it clear
Why does anger fit our hearts
With missconception
Turn us inside out in every direction
From the truth inside
That’s waiting, it’s waiting
Follow the voice
That lives inside your heart
Never the choice
That tears your world apart
Take a walk and be
A wave upon the oceanTouch the sky and
Feel our spirit in motion
This is the love inside that’s waiting
Just waiting
Suddenly everything is there to see
You can be everything you want to be
Are you ready to go my love
Are you ready to be my love

Why do we never get an answer
When we're knocking at the door
With a thousand million questions
About hate and death and war.
It's where we stop and look around us
There is nothing that we need.
In a world of persecution
That is burning in it's greed.
Why do we never get an answer
When we're knocking at the door
Because the truth is hard to swallow
That's what the wall of love is for.
It's not the way that you say it
When you do those things to me.
It's more the way that you mean it
When you tell me what will be.
And when you stop and think about it
You won't believe it's true.
That all the love you've been giving
Has all been meant for you.
I'm looking for someone to change my life.
I'm looking for a miracle in my life.
And if you could see what it's done to me
To lose the the love I knew
Could safely lead me through.
Between the silence of the mountains
And the crashing of the sea
There lies a land I once lived in
And she's waiting there for me.
But in the grey of the morning
My mind becomes confused
Between the dead and the sleeping
And the road that I must choose.
I'm looking for someone to change my life.
I'm looking for a miracle in my life.
And if you could see what it's done to me
To lose the the love I knew
Could safely lead me to
The land that I once knew.
To learn as we grow old
The secrets of our souls.
It's not the way that you say it
When you do those things to me.
It's more the way you really mean it
When you tell me what will be.
Why do we never get an answer
When we're knocking at the door
With a thousand million questions
About hate and death and war.
It's where we stop and look around us
There is nothing that we need.
In a world of persecution
That is burning in it's greed.
Why do we never get an answer
When we're knocking at the door

I must be two lips
I must be your sleep
I must be blinded
Keep it a question
Keep it a question
Keep it a question
I must be spoiled
I must be behind
I must be asleep
I must be fearful
Keep it a question
Love ain't a secret
Keep it a question
Keep it a question
I must be two lips
I must be your sleep
I must plan to forget
I must be suffering
Keep it a question
Letting nothing on
Let's keep it a question
Keep it a question
Love ain't a secret
Let it stop within

Sweet berries ready for two ghosts are no different than you.
Ghosts are now waiting for you...
Are you...
Sweet berries ready for two ghosts are no different than you.
Ghosts are now waiting for you...
Are you...
Dreaming! Dreaming the night! Dreaming all right!
Do we! Do we know, when we FLY?
When we, when we go
Do we die?
Sweet berries ready for two ghosts are no different than you.
Ghosts are now waiting for you...
Are you...
Sweet berries ready for two ghosts are no different than you.
Ghosts are now waiting for you...
Are you...
Dreaming! Dreaming the night! Dreaming all right!
Do we! Do we know, when we FLY?
When we, when we go
Do we die
LALALALALALLALAALALALALALAALALALALA
Do we, do we know
When we fly
When we, when we go
Do we die

[moody blues, "question of balance"]
(justin hayward)
Why do we never get an answer
When we're knocking at the door
With a thousand million questions
About hate and death and war?
''cause when we stop and look around us
There is nothing that we need
In a world of persecution
That is parting in it's greed
Why do we never get an answer
When we're knocking at the door?
Because the truth is hard to swallow
It's like a wall of blood before...
It's not the way that you say it when you do those things to me
It's more the way that you mean it when you tell me what will be and when you stop and think about it
You won't believe it's true
That all the love you've been giving
Has all been meant for you I'm looking for someone to change my life
I'm looking for a miracle in my life
But if you could see what it's done to me
To lose the love I knew
That safely leads me through...
Between the silence of the mountains and the crashing of the sea
There lies a land I once lived in
And she's waiting there for me
But in the grey of the morning
My mind becomes confused
Between the dead, and the sleeping,
And the road that I must choose
I'm looking for someone to change my life
I'm looking for a miracle in my life
And if you could see what it's done to me
To lose the love I knew
Could safely lead me to
The land that I once knew
The land as we grow old
The secrets of our soul
It's not the way that you say it when you do those things to me
It's more the way you really mean it when you tell me what will be
Why do we never get an answer
When we're knocking at the door?
With a thousand million questions
About hate and death and war
But when we stop and look around us
There is nothing that we need
In a world of persecution

You got some question about your life
You don't know how you'll ever make it through
It hurts so bad but it's all you got
You're asking me for help
but all I got to say now is that
You don't know what pain is
You haven't suffered one iota
so just stop your whining
you don't know what pain is
Stop complaining point your finger
I'll tell you who to blame
So pack your bags
we're going out
I want to show you
just what's in this world
Cause in the end its all you got
memories to tell about your life
and how you lived it
So live it good
I know it's all that you've given
You don't know what pain is
You haven't suffered one iota
so just stop your whining
You don't know what pain is
stop complaining
point your finger

She woke from a dream, her head was on fire
Why was he so nervous?
He took her to the park, she crossed her arms
And lowered her eyelids
Some day somebody's gonna ask you
A question that you should say yes to
Once in your life
Maybe tonight I've got a question for you
She'd had no idea, she started to cry
She said in a good way
He took her by the hand, walked her back home
They took the long way
Some day somebody's gonna ask you
A question that you should say yes to
Once in your life
Maybe tonight I've got a question for you

Which way do I go?
Pain I swallow I cannot keep it down
Hate I swallow I cannot keep it down
Down
You I hate you I cannot keep you down
You I'll rape you I cannot keep it down
Down
You before me
I can't take any more
Of what you have to offer
My ears are sore
Leave my feelings
In a heap by the door
Can't go up any futher

Why do we never get an answer When we're knocking at the door? With a thousand million questions About hate and death and war.
It's where we stop and look around us There is nothing that we need. In a world of persecution That is burning in it's greed.
Why do we never get an answer When we're knocking at the door? Because the truth is hard to swallow That's what the wall of love is for.
It's not the way that you say it When you do those things to me. It's more the way that you mean it When you tell me what will be.
And when you stop and think about it You won't believe it's true. That all the love you've been giving Has all been meant for you.
I'm looking for someone to change my life. I'm looking for a miracle in my life. And if you could see what it's done to me To lose the the love I knew Could safely lead me through.
Between the silence of the mountains And the crashing of the sea There lies a land I once lived in And she's waiting there for me.
But in the grey of the morning My mind becomes confused Between the dead and the sleeping And the road that I must choose.
I'm looking for someone to change my life. I'm looking for a miracle in my life. And if you could see what it's done to me To lose the the love I knew Could safely lead me to The land that I once knew. To learn as we grow old The secrets of our souls.
It's not the way that you say it When you do those things to me. It's more the way you really mean it When you tell me what will be.
Why do we never get an answer When we're knocking at the door? With a thousand million questions About hate and death and war.
It's where we stop and look around us There is nothing that we need. In a world of persecution That is burning in it's greed.

Question
Question
All our hands are in the air
Question
Question
What's the son and who's the heir
Who said that who said that who said that to you
Who said that who said that who said that to me
Heaven
Is a quiet place to stop
Heaven
Reason
You better run until you drop
Reason
Who said that who said that who said that to you
Who said that who said that who said that to me
Who said that who said that who said that to you
Who said that who said that who said that to me
A. Where to go and when to stop
B. Who's the man sat at the top?
C. Is there a little place for me?
D. Open my eyes why can't I see?
I'm looking...
He's looking...
We're looking...
At what?
Question
Imagination plants the seed
Question
Question
Far away do not concede
Who said that who said that who said that to you
Who said that who said that who said that to me
Who said that who said that who said that to you
Who said that who said that who said that to me
A. Where to go and when to stop
B. Who's the man sat at the top?
C. Is there a little place for me?
D. Open my eyes why can't I see?
But I'm looking...
He's looking...
We're looking...
At what?
Q... U...E... S...T... I...O... N
Where to go, reason
Q... U...E... S...T... I...O... N
You better run until you drop, when and why
Q... U...E... S...T... I...O... N
Where to go, reason

I don´t bealive it, you need escussas
History doesn´t wait anyone
Enfrentarse o resignarse es la question
hey hey hey!!!
Enfrentarse o resignarse es la question
hey hey hey!!!
I don´t bealive it, you need escussas
History doesn´t wait anyone
Enfrentarse o resignarse es la question
hey hey hey!!!
Enfrentarse o resignarse es la question
hey hey hey!!!
Feeling the kids, listen the street

My mind's made up to pacing across the floor
No point in staying if we're not saying war
I don't mind hanging around
Whatever now and what else can I do?
It's a question of you
Thoughts careen till I can't stand up
Where's the crime in a streak of bad luck?
Words to pick at, retreat from
Words that fester if only to get at the truth
It's a question of you
What it all comes down to
Is a different set of values
To throw away or mobilize to use
It's a question of you
No time to be singular
Here's hoping that the feeling gets through
The sound of sound beginning leads to places
Where reflections break anew
It's a question of you
What it all comes down to
Is a different set of values
To throw away or mobilize to use

She woke from a dream
Her head was on fire
Why was he so nervous
He took her to the park
She crossed her arms and
Lowered her eye lids
Someday somebody's gonna ask you
A question that you should say yes to
Once in your life
Maybe tonight
Ive got a querstion for you
She'd had no idea
Started to cry
She said in a good way
He took her by the hand
Walked her back home
They took the long way
Someday somebody's gonna ask you
A question that you should say yes to
Once in your life
Maybe tonight

can i ask you something amanda, as i am calling you today? do you miss me the same way that i miss you when im so far away? i wanted to write you this song, and say i wont be gone so long. i hope that you're not happier without me, cause you and me, i think we're meant to be, but i dont want to cause no harm. can i steal a kiss, can i steal one twice today? i dont want you to do anything you dont want to do i just want to be in your arms. dont you understand, i want to hold your hand. i'll take you to the prom, if only i could dance. if my car wasnt broke down, i'd take you for a ride, i'd swim across lake michigan if you were on the other side.

Friends for a long time, but I think we should have
fucked.
Friends for a long time; maybe you don’t want to see
the rest of me.
Friends hold a safety, keep a line and never cross
that.
Lovers take it further and I don’t want to see our
trust ever lost.
Some would say this could be a great foundation for
something more.
Some would say I’m just afraid to look beyond this
door.
But if we stop right now we could go back to what we
were before.
I just don’t know. I’m just not that sure.
What it all comes down to of course is the question of
trust.
But are you really capable of being there when I really
must?
What about those days when I just fall apart?
I’m relying on bravado. You know I made it and often.
Some would say this could be a great foundation for
something more.
Some would say I’m just afraid to look beyond this
door.
But if we stop right now we could go back to what we
were before.
I just don’t know. I’m just not that sure.
So let me explain. Your childhood seems relatively
sane.
It seems to me you got it all from your family.
Do you want to know my history?
Do you want to know my history?
Do you really want to know my history?
I would say this could be a great foundation for
something more.
I would say I’m just afraid to look beyond this door.
But if we stop right now we could go back to what we
were before.

We question our minds, we question our souls.
Stumbling in the dark, running into walls.
Everyone's so quick to give answers,
but those answers are so quick to change.
Because truth is just a claim.
If it exists, can it really be obtained?
Find resolve in the chances you take.
The only mistake you can make
is not to question at all.
If we search, then we will find.
Realizations come, come with time.
Year older what have we gained?
A trust, trust in ideas that have still remained.
Because truth is just a claim.
If it exists, can it really be obtained?
Find resolve in the chances you take.
The only mistake you can make
is not to question at all.
If we search, if we search than we will find
If you have a little faith in yourself,
before you listen to someone else;
you're entitled to your own say,
and the right to live your own way.
Find resolve in the chances you take.
The only mistake you can make

[mowf's grandfather]
I've never had any uhh.
Healthy degree of respect for, rappers
Because they was rappin the wrong kind of thing.
Or that old bad language, foul language
I never cared for that. bad language
I don't care if you make ten million dollars a day
It ain't worth it
What does it profit a man to gain the whole world
And lose his soul? nothing
Rap about that
[danja mowf]
Yo, just a thought but I was wondering
What if underground were to hit, would commercial be the shit?
A universal role-reversal -- imagine that
Where a cipher's too commercial and some corny rap is fat
Would hammer then get props, and did ras kass sell out?
Your moms pumping organized konfusion through the house?
St. ide's was a soda and they legalized the blunts
And everybody smoked em and the president had fronts
Would niggaz sportin afros and dreads and the braids
Switch to jheri curls, and high-top fades?
And rappin bout the streets wasn't cool
The underground would pump non-violence, safe sex, stay in school
So who? be real, could you choose? (nah)
When re-al-ity and commercial-ity both fuse?
But I've got news check it out we're on the way (what? )
To making this happen everyday, so I say
Question: do you have to be from the hood
In order, to know, how to rap good?
Question: do you have to pack a tec-9
Serve jail time, to learn how to rhyme?
Question: do you you have to be a gang banger
Or drug slanger, to be a rap singer?
Question: do you have to be an alcoholic
Or a drug fiend, to make green on the rap scene?
Check it out, I was chillin in my crib
With my hand on the dial, bout to watch a video for a while
Freestyle rules, yes indeed
The song's about hustlers, smokin mad weed
And how many gats you can tote in your coat
And how quick you pull it, and discharge the bullet
Are real o.g.'s, the real mc's?
A brother out the pen with the pen writin sin
Can you tell me then -- if you knows why the do's always close
When I shows with my demos, suppose it's the clothes (nah)
Shoulda choose those timbo's
Or talked about some hoes in my flows (that's how it goes)
Yo it's cool if you live that
If I can't relate, are my rhymes less fat?
Cause I'm not a hustler, a gangster, a player or a g
I'm just an mc bein me, so I ask
Question: do you have to be from the hood
In order, to know, how to rap good?
Question: do you have to pack a tec-9
Serve jail time, to learn how to rhyme?
Question: do you you have to be a gang banger
Or drug slanger, to be a rap singer?
Question: do you have to be an alcoholic
Or a drug fiend, to make green on the rap scene?
I don't wanna sell my soul to go gold
Or pack a gat to umm, go plat-i-numm
If my pockets fat then umm, let it be from how I come
A smart intellectu-al, poet of the streets
Recitin over beats, representin with the pen
I don't pack nines, but known to carry tens
In fingers, ten funk bringers, they known to bring
Funk to a punk like a trunk full of skunk, pee-eww
I see you, peek-a-boo, who
Got a weaker crew, here's a technique or two
Pay-per-view nigga, for the true niggaz, not the ones
Pullin triggers but the ones whose the father figures
Whoa, that's a radical idea, imagine that
But who would wanna hear
Somethin in they ear positive
Instead of somethin glorifyin just how triflin they live, so.
Question: do you have to be from the hood
In order, to know, how to rap good?
Question: do you have to pack a tec-9
Serve jail time, to learn how to rhyme?
Question: do you you have to be a gang banger
Or drug slanger, to be a rap singer?
Question: do you have to be an alcoholic

Hello.
Where are you?
Why'd you leave me?
What'd I do?
Is it too late?
Can I ever make it up to you?
Is it over?
Did it ever really start?
Could we put it back together?
or... Will I fall apart?
Open doors to dead-end roads
As far as I can see.
I'm looking for an answer
That will bring you back to me.
Hello.
Where am I?
Will you help me?
Is it true?
Will you keep me?
Did you find somebody new?
Can I see you?
Will you come back?
Should I beg you?
Open doors to dead-end roads
As far as I can see.
I'm looking for an answer
That will bring you back to me.
Hello.
Where are you?
Why'd you leave me?
What'd I do?
Is it too late?
Can I ever make it up to you?
Is it over?
Did it ever really start?
Could we put it back together?
or... Will I fall apart?
Open doors to dead-end roads
As far as I can see.
I'm looking for an answer
That will bring you back to me.
Goodbye.
I'm sorry.
You're an angel.
I'm a fool.
It's all my fault
It's all my fault
Confused emotions made me cruel.
The final questions
As I'm looking out the door:
Am I breathing?
Am I leaving?

in our times truth is a mercenary
who dress according to / who has the throne
in our times reallity /is getting darker
by the shine of their pots of gold
masses are walking around
with a masked face / with an eternal headache
And our eyes reflects the lights
of your burning nights
so tired, so tired,
to resist the sea that comes over us
what can we do, before we drown?
can we stay and enjoy this bitterness
or maybe can we do something more?..
question everything
living everything
confront everything
maybe this night cant blind our eyes
maybe this way hope can survive
a simple question maybe the first step

Torture subconscious and domestic.
How it feels to ship a "unit" home to you in plastic, cold storage and a casket.
Open your present and inside you find your darling pride and joy.
Question your leaders and their methods.
What we call freedoms have all boiled down to bribery.
Our list of choices exists so we think we have some to make, but if you try you will discover the subtle difference between the complacent free and the ones that make the waves.
Why must we die when bureaucrats tell us to?
Why must we sacrifice ourselves for the disbelief of others?
Why must we be thrown away?
Why must we die under false pretense?
Torrential downpour of bodies bagged and toe-tagged with names and ranks or destinations, but the only information of any importance is the number they're assigned.
What is to be a statistic blows my mind.
Why has our sense of humanity gone away?
Pseudo-villains, planted for propaganda, remind us who we can trust, who we can put our faith in: no one.
Boasts of accomplishments falling on dead ears.
A severe affliction of blind faith following the blind.
Why must we die?
Why must we die?
Why must we die?

Yea... a struggle, we all know it
Sometimes some of us don't like it
This is dedicated to every other motherfucker out there with a dream
People can't have a dream that so many others had
He's 25 still living at his mothers pad with a spiral notepad
Full of hate and despair
It's him against the world and he doesn't seem to care,
But thinks it isn't fair he ain't caught no break
Got arrested last we for a sac a shake
And a couple pain pills that he stole from his mama
From when she hurt her back at work now more drama
Got fired from his job so he can't afford beats
May go this year drop a tape for the streets
It seems the holes deep it only got deeper
It feels like he's running from the grim reaper
Putting coke and the reaper and some in his nose
Then believes it helps him to write these wonderful flows
Met a producer at the club and book him a few shows
Appears to be ballin but no one really knows
If ever your world starts crashing down,
Whenever your world starts crashing down
Whenever your world starts crashing down, that's when you'll find me
Now he just open up for MC lil so and so,
And VIP, poppin bottles and blowing dro
Met a promo guy from Def Jam named Todd,
Said he was cool with LA Ree but it seemed odd
A bunch of bullshit, talking off us here,
Thinking why would a guy like this be here,
But with no fear he gave him his CD,
With all the swagger in this world he said you better call me
But three months passed and his celli never rang,
But still determine inside to do his thing
But with no 9 to 5 and no product to slain
Convinced his homeboy cousin to front him a lil cane
But instead of grinding it he starting using it
Lock in his bedroom starting losing it
And when it was gone a month had passed
Scared cause he know them boys comin for their cash
If ever your world starts crashing down,
Whenever your world starts crashing down
Whenever your world starts crashing down, that's when you'll find me
Borrowed money from his auntie to pay his debts
For the last four days this man has not slept
At a party smoking with some fools he just met,
Hit it hard as hell but didn't know it was wet,
Until the smell hit him and he knew he was fucked,
Pissed cause another rapper told him his shit sucked
Down with his luck kick out no where to stay
Today his myspace page only got one play
So we took every song he did and put it on a disc
And sealed Cd's in envelopes real thick
And addressed them to every label he could think of
FedEx over night delivery on the brink of
Death as he reached under the bed and pulled a gun
And later cold steel on the tip of his tongue
He pealed his own cat killed himself with a gat
Would you believe the next day Def Jam called back
If ever your world starts crashing down,
Whenever your world starts crashing down

I can't wait
Till the moment it happens
I can't wait to ask them this question
I can't wait
Till I know the answer
I can't wait
I just want to know it
Next one was crossing my mind
Everybody asks this once
Second important question
Will we go lef or right?
These questions are ok
They help you through the day
I ask them all the time
Because I just cant wait
These questions are ok
They help you through the day
I ask them all the time

Dear new applicant
We really wanna know your sordid secrets
We are writing again because
We really do
Want to hear your
Views and opinions
We would be so
Grateful if you could find the time
To take part and fill in
The quick questionnaire
And become involved
How're you feeling?
Are you reeling?
Are you still in love,
And who do you think you are?
Is it working?
Did it all fall through?
Are you in control,
And who do you think you are?
Your OCD can be treated
Just plug right in
Get behind the wheel
Open wide, boy
Now be a good
Soldier
See, it's not hard
All your friends have
Fallen into line and
Are marching in time
So become involved
How're you feeling?
Are you reeling?
Are you still in love,
And who do you think you are?
Is it working?
Did it all fall through?
Are you in control,
And who do you think you are?
Who do you think you are?
Do you think we wanna know your sordid secrets?
Who do you think you are?
Who do you think you are?
Who do you think you are?
Who do you think you are?
How're you feeling?
Are you reeling?
Are you still in love?
And who do you think you are?
Is it working?
Did it all fall through?

When I see the gleam in your eyes, I hesitate run and hide
Keep all the good things I'm thinkin' to myself
Should be no reason to hide 'cause I know you'd be flattered
It's just that I'm afraid that you'd turn away
If I saw we can share some time, please keep in mind the importance is in two people reaching out
If you question my motives, just let down your walls
I will look at you and you'll see what's in me
It's just a fantasy I have of being with you, so I can show you how much you mean to me