She was sitting on a stool in a little bar called the Seldom Scene When I walked over and said hi introduced myself
And what's your name I asked she just smiled
She was wearin' a tiny gold chain with the initials SS on the front And I said wait a minute you are Susie Smith she shook her head
Okay you're Sally Simpson...Sarah and before I could finish
She put her hand on mine and said look it's not important
And I said okay I'll just call you Double S and she nodded
And I said what are you drinkin' Double S she said Scotch'n'Soda
And I said Okay Double S one Scotch'n'Soda comin' up
You live around here I asked
No she said just killin' time till the morning
I got an early plane back to California I live near San Simeon
Oh and you'll be flyin' on a 7-0-7 no doubt I said
How did you know? she asked oh I guess I'm just super-smart
You gonna spend the rest of the night in this bar Double S
No she said I have a motel room I'm at the Surfing Sand
Can I give you a lift thanks
I rented a car but I don't drive it too well she answered
It's a stick-ship haha Double S you are something-special I said
And paid the town and we walked out in the cool evening breeze
She said across the seat and snuggled up close to my side
And I began to run my fingers through her hair
It was soft'n'silky. I opened the door to her room
My lips found her lips and I held her close
And whispered you are a super-sexy lady she simply smiled
I could feel her body slowly soften as her sensuous soul
Swiftly swept me into sublime serenity
Her plane left just as the morning
Sun began to softly streak the starry sky
She kissed me a soft solyuna waved a sultry so long from the window
And I never saw Double S again
Right now she's soaring somewhere above the clouds
And I'm walking home on one
And I just realized I never did find out what Double S stood for
Baby, I said baby
I'm gonna leave you baby
I'm gonna leave you baby
I'm gonna tie you up to the railroad tracks
I said baby, I said baby
I'm gonna leave you
I'm gonna leave you baby
I'm gonna tie you up to the railroad tracks
Gonna tie you up to the railroad tracks
I'm gonna tie you up
Leave you down there by the railroad tracks
When the train comes by, it's gonna take you away
Die Polizei
die regelt den Verkehr.
So wie das früher war
geht das heut' nicht mehr.
Willst du über'n Damm
stehst du erst 'mal stramm
bis dir der Blaue winkt
und der Verkehrsturm blinkt.
Die kleinen Mädelchen
die freuen sich.
An jeder Strassenkreuzung ist ein Strich.
Da musst du lang gehen
wie sich das gehört.
Dass niemand mehr bei dem Verkehr
[T.I]:
Yea Yea. No roof. Live life topless can't nobody stop this.
A this the D.R. Charger saving artists out da E R.
Bring em back to life beats like CPR.
Made the west side world wide.
No PR. Gangsta rap god. Imma end all be all.
California love from the Bloods to the C-Dogs.
The Compton monsters make ya wanna cut ya M P off.
The greatest in the game. Haters should be ashamed
to not acknowledge in the brain of the west coast kings.
Brought Kronic to the scene folded pills in the lean.
Now the game full of puppies look at me no strings.
Again and again I've shown you've seen me piss on niggas
egos. Ruin they self-esteem.
Sky the limit no roof I can do what you dream.
Done it all foe you eva did a thing NA MEEN.
Tees and black jeans no bling just bang.
Officially deranged. Clinically insane.
Look Eazy aint a damn thang changed.
I promise still live like we did back when Straight
Out Of Compton. Taught niggas how to have attitudes
on some hood shit. Showed em what to smoke when dey
was blazing that bull shit.
That's why you smell the drug aroma when my record
play. Not a blemish on my image decorated resume.
A legendary legacy. All that I was you'll neva be.
Fuck is yall tellin me? Forever on top.
Face it you'll neva be better than the Doc.
Ask Pac. Again I say it's neva gone stop.
Face it you'll neva be greater than the Doc. Ask Pac.
[Chorus]:
Cause ladies when I shine.
Nigga wish quick. No startin I'm the shootin kind.
Front page all the time. You boys think sick but I
aint got no roof on mine. I drink Topless,
I live Topless. Like my girl is the game with her titties
out. I drink Topless, I live Topless.
Sky's the limit I'm paid to run the city now.
[Nas]:
Ya skins ya traveling bag of your existence.
Yours is shabby and scab while mines glistenin.
Vivid on my skin how many continents I've visit then
you could journey with me to different places by listenin.
Shittin on em. Ya brutha got it covered we can slug
it, knuckle it however you want I love it.
A hustler's wit. The grit the grind.
My genetic code make-up. Murderer by design.
On my calendar time when night meets day.
I'm in a light grey bugatti like a high-speed chase.
Adrenaline like jogger the jump in rope in place.
The Muhammad Ali hobbies no pilates trying to keep
the ocean by me. Hit a rich man's wife see what these
hoes can buy me. Lookin forward but it's nice to see
the rode behind me. Hotel's a 7 star.
Begets glowin. Keep ya lid yet dawg the private jet bowin topless.
[Chorus]:
Cause ladies when I shine.
Nigga wish quick. No startin I'm the shootin kind.
Front page all the time. You boys think sick but I
aint got no roof on mine. I drink Topless,
I live Topless. Like my girl is the game with her titties
out. I drink Topless, I live Topless.
Well, it's Day Blues
Sunlight's shining down on bad news
Makes you feel like everything you do is gonna lose
Sunlight frownin' down on me, cause you didn't sleep
Sunlight frownin' down on me
When my nights get so bad
That I'm hangin'out sad
And still the long hours of the morning
When the day folks arise
With the sleep in their eyes
To go follow the tracks they've been born in
That's the Day Blues
Stayin'away, girl, a little too long
Now I'm sittin'in the middle of a blue song
Same old right back thinkin'bout you, son
Sunlight frownin'down on me
When the dawn comes to leave
Why does light have to be?
Like the mirror that's showin' I'm older
And the sun don't feel good
And I ask how I could
When it feels like a crow on my shoulder
Well, it's Day Blues
Sunlight's shining down on bad news
Makes you feel like everything you do is gonna lose
Sunlight frownin' down on me, cause you didn't sleep
Sunlight frownin' down on me
I give niggas the blues
like an LA county jump suit
hop inside the phantom like the nigga Donald Trump do
and just cruise control until I lose control
these rubberband tires sitting on two's and four's
I pick and choose my foes
and with abusive flows I set traps so no rat can climb through his hole
touch my chedder bring out baretta's
trying to floss be a boss
we do 6 hundreds or better
chopping up raw lettuce
my bitch got a coke fetish
still a fan cause she running through lines like Jerome Bettis
Iced out Coogi sweater, air ones, Louie checker belt
got me swimming through these bitches like Mike Phelps
drop top phantom so the World know I'm hazing
catch contact high while I listen to Miles Davis
lay my head back and just cruise
Tommy turn down the muthafucking bass and give niggas the blues
Yeah I give niggas the blues
drumma boy adjust the bass and give niggas the blues
I give niggas the blues
I give niggas the blues
been through it
the picture you see now I drew it
service myself change the oil and transmission fluid
Mel Gibson on these hoes on these 24′s
I'm still the truth in this game full of Pinnochio's
filed bankrupt like what you gon take next from me
then I bought a jet for me, call it IRS money
its money, power, respect
buddy you wrong
respect power and money
now what the fuck is you on
this a dessert storm I get my Clue on
standing in a room full of bloods with my blue on
revolver on my waist but the barrell on it too long
can't even fucking move, I aint used to having no suit on
I'm doing what I do, ya'll don't think I moved on
with or without a crew
my bills is still due on the first like you
pull up in anything bitch I'm BB King
and I break the rules
I will give niggas the blues
I give niggas the blues
take drumma boy beat and give niggas the blues
(Plies Talking)
Man I hope y’all can excuse me for a lil minute man
Just sitting here thinking bout my little partner
Who just got killed man its wild tho
How the mothaf**kers you love the most
Seem like them the ones who always die first homie
dawg I just wish I had the opportunity
To just bring my nigga back for just 1 day homie
(Chorus 2X)
Wish I can bring my nigga back for 1 day
And Take him by the daycare to see his son play
And go to show him how his baby momma done went stray
And how them f**k niggas who claiming
They love you done walked away
(Verse 1)
God give me my nigga fo 24 hours
So we can ride and laugh at these pussy ass cowards
Get to the liquor park and let’s talk for hours
Show him how if the nigga die how they lose they power
nigga forget about ya dawg after they give you them flowers
ol’ trifling ass baby momma done got wilder
Now she f**king the nigga you robbed wit the pink impala
Like I told you befo dawg that ho sour
You can f**k these ho’s dawg but don’t handle them
Bitch you aint got shit dawg money arouse them
After a nigga dead and gone they lose they value
Ho cried at ya funeral and changed right after
(Chorus 2X)
Wish I can bring my nigga back for 1 day
And Take him by the daycare to see his son play
And go to show him how his baby momma done went stray
And how them f**k niggas who claiming
They love you done walked away
(Verse 2)
When you first died a nigga sat around ya momma all day
But since ya funernal them niggas aint went that f**kin way
cuz when you die yo dawgs suppose to step to the plate
You aint gotta worry I got her I’ll make sure she straight
Make you question if the love was real or was it fake
Out of sight out of mind I guess it’s true what they say
When you was here them ones was main niggas in yo face
You aint gotta deal wit them f**k niggas you in a better place
I almost cried when I seen yo son the other day
You couldn’t deny that one boy look like you all the way
I thought love was forever I guess that aint the case
First you die then they bury ya the niggas walk away
(Chorus 2X)
Wish I can bring my nigga back for 1 day
Take him by the daycare to see his son play
And go to show him how his baby momma done went stray
And how them f**k niggas who claiming
They love you done walked away
(Verse 3)
I’m sitting right here homie eyes full of tears
Never thought that pain last this many years
One thing I’ve learned from all of this shit life real
Rep yo name til I die homie that’s how I feel
Watch how everything changed since you got killed
Two days after you died niggas broke in yo crib
Niggas saying yo lil cousin the one who sold yo wheels
This shit probably shouldn’t f**k wit me but it really is
Mothaf**kers showed me what Shasta really is
What’s gone happen to me after I die one of my biggest fears
See what my partner done been through got me scared to live
I pray to god my life don’t end like his
(Chorus 2X)
Wish I can bring my nigga back for 1 day
And Take him by the daycare to see his son play
And go to show him how his baby momma done went stray
And how them f**k niggas who claiming
Featuring: Nas, T.I.
[T.I]:
Yea Yea. No roof. Live life topless can't nobody stop this.
A this the D.R. Charger saving artists out da E R. Bring em back to life beats like CPR. Made the west side world wide. No PR. Gangsta rap god. Imma end all be all. California love from the Bloods to the C-Dogs. The Compton monsters make ya wanna cut ya M P off. The greatest in the game. Haters should be ashamed to not acknowledge in the brain of the west coast kings. Brought Kronic to the scene folded pills in the lean. Now the game full of puppies look at me no strings. Again and again I've shown you've seen me piss on niggas egos. Ruin they self-esteem. Sky the limit no roof I can do what you dream. Done it all foe you eva did a thing NA MEEN. Tees and black jeans no bling just bang. Officially deranged. Clinically insane. Look Eazy aint a damn thang changed. I promise still live like we did back when Straight Out Of Compton. Taught niggas how to have attitudes on some hood shit. Showed em what to smoke when dey was blazing that bull shit. That's why you smell the drug aroma when my record play. Not a blemish on my image decorated resume. A legendary legacy. All that I was you'll neva be. Fuck is yall tellin me? Forever on top. Face it you'll neva be better than the Doc. Ask Pac. Again I say it's neva gone stop. Face it you'll neva be greater than the Doc. Ask Pac.
[Chorus]:
Cause ladies when I shine. Nigga wish quick. No startin I'm the shootin kind. Front page all the time. You boys think sick but I aint got no roof on mine. I drink Topless, I live Topless. Like my girl is the game with her titties out. I drink Topless, I live Topless. Sky's the limit I'm paid to run the city now.
[Nas]:
Ya skins ya traveling bag of your existence. Yours is shabby and scab while mines glistenin. Vivid on my skin how many continents I've visit then you could journey with me to different places by listenin. Shittin on em. Ya brutha got it covered we can slug it, knuckle it however you want I love it. A hustler's wit. The grit the grind. My genetic code make-up. Murderer by design. On my calendar time when night meets day. I'm in a light grey bugatti like a high-speed chase. Adrenaline like jogger the jump in rope in place. The Muhammad Ali hobbies no pilates trying to keep the ocean by me. Hit a rich man's wife see what these hoes can buy me. Lookin forward but it's nice to see the rode behind me. Hotel's a 7 star. Begets glowin. Keep ya lid yet dawg the private jet bowin topless.
[Chorus]:
(Feat. Souljah Boy)
[Intro:]
(Yeah)
(MdL)
(Jackie Boyz)
(The real Crystal Crew) (Topless)
('Round here we be ridin' topless)
(Ay)
[Chorus:]
My car stay
Topless (Yeah)
That's how I ride
Beater top down, chrome on the side
Topless (Yeah)
And I'm gonna pull the roof back
Wind blow her hair back, she love to feel that
Topless (Yeah)
New jeans on the calf, fit it on the dash, pocket full of cash
Topless
'Round here we be ridin' topless
My car stay kidded, everywhere I go, shine like a lamp in it
Candy apple paint, got 'em askin' who is it?
It's Los if you didn't know the sitch, I'm winnin', yes I'm winnin'
The shorty gotta have it, got her doin' tricks, just call me the rabbit
Matter of fact I'm fine, you can call me Aladdin
A hundred haters in the parking lot sayin' "Damn it" They all sayin' "Damn it"
(Ay)
Little mama what's goin' on? Hop in the front seat, shorty crank that A/C
(If you like it)
You already know it's on
(I lay the top back)
[Chorus:]
My car stay
Topless (Yeah)
That's how I ride
Beater top down, chrome on the side
Topless (Yeah)
And I'm gonna pull the roof back
Wind blow her hair back, she love to feel that
Topless (Yeah)
New jeans on the calf, fit it on the dash, pocket full of cash
Topless
'Round here we be ridin' topless
My money stay longer
I ain't Kanye, but homie I'm stronger
Freeway stuntin' call me Speedracer
I ain't no alcoholic, but shorty my chaser
Shorty my chaser
My Chevy is a monster, (monster)
24's sit on that Impala, (Impala)
Gorillas on the creek
But I'm King Kong with bananas on the seat
(But I'm King Kong with bananas on the seat)(Ay)
Little mama what's goin' on?
Hop in the front seat, shorty crank that A/C
(If you like it) |
You already know it's on
(I lay the top back)
[Chorus:]
My car stay
Topless (Yeah)
That's how I ride
Beater top down, chrome on the side
Topless (Yeah)
And I'm gonna pull the roof back
Wind blow her hair back, she love to feel that
Topless (Yeah)
New jeans on the calf, fit it on the dash, pocket full of cash
Topless
'Round here we be ridin' topless
(Whoo)
(Soulja)
[Soulja Boy:]
Topless like Ferrari
Smooth like Bacardi
Take off your top like a Spring Bling party
Get money like 50, Fat Joe "Make It Rain"
On the freeway "Rush Hour 3" in the lane(In the lane)
Big wheels, pick a number like Rolette
So fresh that you ain't gotta take a drug test
Apple bottom, shake it, turn it into sauce
T-Pain, Rick Ross, yup I'm the biggest boss
Little mama what's goin' on? Hop in the front seat, shorty crank that A/C
(If you like it)
You already know it's on(I lay the top back)
{The real Crystal Crew}
[Chorus:]
My car stay
Topless (Yeah)
That's how I ride
Beater top down, chrome on the side
Topless (Yeah)
And I'm gonna pull the roof back
Wind blow her hair back, she love to feel that
Topless (Yeah)
New jeans on the calf, fit it on the dash, pocket full of cash
Topless
Still don't nothing move but the mula, A-Bomb (er) with my timer
Share my views with the jeweler
Gym star, cut off your tubes, who wanna scuba
Dive in these water, piranha'll chew through ya
Might chase straight to the lamb, skip the scooter
"Boogie' Nights" days, Hood in my hand iliftin' Buddha
Just a light phase, loner in this world you can all freeze
Beat it with yo' small keys, I leave em when I cross seas
Stylin saying what I want, I got the right to
I hear the talk, but bet that money comin' in a cycle
Smack a hater with my off hand, cold as an orphan
Kill me, you gotta kill the niggas holdin' up my coffin
And I'm flossing, Ain't no trappin me, wide as abortions
Get up off him, and realize that we just talking
In my truck Benz, Camera Park lens with the stock rims
Hit the pedal with my dark timbs, make the car spin
We ain't never had shit so everyday a holiday
Holdin' like a Brink truck, change like I got away
Fuck em all all night, but they don't get the time of day
Big ol' diamonds out to play, kill em, I'm behind the K
Talent & a dream, I'm a will of the come
Don't care where they from, None em niggas iller then son
I'm peeling for fun, Rapping sour feeling in some
They dealing with crumbs, my cult followings in the slums
I ain't a breath of fresh air, I'm a hammer to the solar plex
Holding up the city, damn I need a shoulder stretch
Brick full of gold already, working on the boulder next
They awesome when they talking, Bin Laden when it happened
I'm swagging, big body draggin' through Manhattan
Yeah I'm independent but I'm living like I'm platinum
What happened? Your paper fabricating through your rapping
And I money bag draggin', player, hater, grab aspirin
You slacking, here's a heat streak you've never seen
Heating adds fuel to the fire, fool you the kerosene
Needle in my body, I'm forever Queens
Ghetto nigga, truth filled boots in my leather Queen
Heading green and meddling, my cheddar scream
Loud as a rape victim, I'm picking off your petty team
My style a loaded magazine, infrareded beam
I'm at the darkest side of life
I've crossed the demon's paradise
I've seen the fallen angels' eyes
Some call this state insanity
It's just as dark as it can be
There's no way out I won't be free
Can someone hear my call?
Come and help me through it all
Can you ease the pain?
So my life won't be in vein
I'm heading to the stars
But the road won't lead no longer
Up to the sunrise it won't heal
The liberty seems far away
Can't find the way
The vision won't be clearer
I see blood on my hands
No more footprints in the sand
Diabolus
All through my life is close to hell
I know my crime, I know it well
There's no regret for me to tell
I'm lost inside my misery
I've prayed to God to set me free
But there's a darker voice inside of me
Can someone hear my call?
Come and help me through it all
Can you ease the pain?
So my life won't be in vein
I'm heading to the stars
But the road won't lead no longer
Up to the sunrise it won't heal
The liberty seems far away
Can't find the way
The vision won't be clearer
I see blood on my hands
No more footprints in the sand
Unleash me from my chains, who am I?
I'm a slave under my own failures
I'm a sinner that lives in a lie
I've been down to the deepest valley
But who am I? Please help me
Can someone hear my call?
Come and help me through it all
Can you ease the pain?
So my life won't be in vein
I'm heading to the stars
But the road won't lead no longer
Up to the sunrise it won't heal
The liberty seems far away
Can't find the way
The vision won't be clearer
I see blood on my hands
No more footprints in the sand
Diabolus
Unleash me from these chains
Release me from this pain
I'm lost in misery
Unleash me from these chains
Release me from this pain
Tüdelü, tüdelüdelü...
Bis zum Spitzenspiel...
Ein schöööner Tag, die Welt steht still, ein schöööner Tag komm, Welt laß dich
umarmen, welch ein Taaag!
Welch ein Tag
Mit freundlichem Diebels
Fruit on the vine.
You've got yours,
And I've got mine.
Meat on your bones.
They won't know, they won't know.
I love your face, just get away.
I'm on my knees, fuck you, fuck me.
I'm on my way, to feel you,
dislocate.
Safe in your space.
I'm open, wide open.
Like me, like me, like me.
The bells that I make ring; they are my loves, they love me well. I want to hear them sing, loud as they swing; my pretty bells. In thunder or hail, or in wind or in rain. Their song will never fail, singing through joy, singing through pain. Bells that ring when we're born, Bells that ring when we die. Bells that ring every day and every night, every hour. Bells that ring when we pray, Bells that ring when we cry. Bells that ring to wake us up when the sun lights the sky.
For the feast of Rameaux, for the Quasimodo. For a bright Christmas day and for the day of all saints. For annunciation, for the resurrection. For St valentine's day and for when Good Friday comes.
Celebrations they sing, all processions they ring. The most beautiful day it is the feast of our lord. Days of years, days of kings. Easter day my bells ring. And on Pentecost day they sing with bright tongues of flame.
Confirmation they sing, and communions they ring. Bells that toll for our death; Dies Irae, dies illa. For ascension they sing, for assumption they ring. Bells that bring us hosanna and sing hallelujah.
The bells I hold most dear, of the beauties I have here. They are my Mary's three, all best friends to me. When my little Mary rings, when children die she sets them free. And my big Mary rings, when sailors set forth on the sea. But when my great Mary sings, when lovers exchange wedding rings. Then something in me always cries; then something in me always dies.
To see their happiness, to see their tenderness. When a woman will not give me a single caress. My bells marry and blend, and take wings on the wind. In the midst of the stars up in the vaults of the sky.
All these bells that I sound, Kyrie Elieson. Hosanna Allelujah Dies irae dies illa. Bells that mourn with the sad, bells that laugh with the glad. All these bells that have never not once rung out for me.
Another cover falls down, you see
And you're all, "You've got to be joking
Is this all you are?" So far you're lost inside.
And can I take a walk on the shore?
It's the end of the earth
I can't see anymore, but I've got to be free
Jump over a cliff I can't see
And it's taking me time to figure it out
I'm not sure what it's all about
My decision is near
My security's here
If I fold, I could ruin my chance of "life"
Take a look at my invitation
Take a look at my dream vacation
Her dress was so pretty
Another cover falls down, you see
And you're all, "You've got to be joking
Is this all you are?" So far you're lost inside.
And you've never had it good.
Never had it so good.
And your all, "I've never had it so good"
And your all, "I need time to justify her"
I need time to justify her
I'm tired, I'm thinking, I'm singing
Don't look at me
Help me, pick me up, throw me down
I guess I'm asking for you to help me
Pick me up
What is it to love?
What is it to feel?
Am I all alone?
Does it hurt to touch?
It doesn't hurt enough
What if I can't tell
Why you just keep looking up?
Is it the moon and stars above?
What makes you cry?
What makes you hurt?
Is it the moon and stars above?
What makes you hurt?
What makes you yearn for love?
Am I one of you?
Up against the wall
One move and we fall
But it's not my fault
Selfless as I stand
Someone takes your hand
Then leads me through the door
And to the moon and stars above
What makes you cry?
What makes you hurt?
Is it the moon and stars above?
What makes you hurt?
What makes you know it's love?
Never gonna find me
Now that I can float away, oh
It's just a lie
It's dreams that shatter
Never gonna find me
Now that I can float away, oh
It's just a lie
I'm afraid to leave
What else can I do?
Ragtop cruisin' on a hot summer day
Windows rolled up with the AC cranked
Girl, I'm in heaven when you're here with me
Bare feet dancin' in the passenger seat
But when it's said and done, we'd have a lot more fun
In this kind of weather, some things are just better
Topless
Go on and drop it
Come on sweet thing let's rock this
In the sunshine
No tan lines
It's the difference ‘tween a good and a great time
You and me wild and free on a day just like this
Some things are better topless
You know I like you in that red sundress
Yeah, I love what it does when it hugs your hips
Oh I'm a sucker for those baby T's
Ain't fair how I stare, makes me weak in the knees
But when it's said and done, we'd have a lot more fun
In this kind of weather, some things are just better
Topless
Go on and drop it
Come on sweet thing let's rock this
In the sunshine
No tan lines
It's the difference ‘tween a good and a great time
You and me wild and free on a day just like this
Some things are better topless
Cooler full of beer, just sittin' right here
This is the perfect weather, some things are just better
Topless
Go on and pop it
Come on sweet thing let's rock this
In the sunshine
No tan lines
It's the difference ‘tween a good and a great time
You and me wild and free on a day just like this
Some things are better topless
Some things are better topless
All in a blaze
Her abrasive gaze
Press her hips and fast
Get hold of her tight
Kiss that girl for me
As I'm not allowed
Lick her brown eye(s)
And mess up her mane
Look at her she's coming
Going out she's coming
Coming out she's coming
Her body at the stake
Shiny holy shape
You're the whipping girl
For bloody mistakes
Look at her she's coming
Going out she's coming
Coming out she's coming
I'm coming out she's coming in
Coming out she's coming in
I'm coming out she's coming in
Coming as she's coming
I'm coming out she's coming in
Coming out she's coming in
I'm coming out she's coming in
Look at her she's coming
Going out she's coming
Coming out she's coming
Coming as she's coming
Holy shape
Holy shape
For goodness's sake
We need a break, she tells me
There's too much on her plate
And I'm not helping
I was under the impression
That things were fine
For the longest time
I'm not the type to ignore
Your rights if you're leaving
But oh my god, I cannot believe
That you're leaving
I pray to goodness that
You'll wanna come back
But until then
I guess you've gotta pack
Suitcases and travel bags
If you're ever coming back
Just leave a couple of things for me
Oh, leave me your sweet perfume
Spray it around the room
And I'll pray that you'll come home soon
Suitcases and travel bags
I can't sit and watch you pack
Just leave a couple of things for me
Oh, leave me your sweet perfume
Spray it around the room
And I'll pray that you'll come home soon
Come home soon
This is the sound of a man
That's still in love with you
A man that can't understand
Just why your heart's in two
But when you speak to me
And justify so eloquently
And try to make me see
But you will have to forgive me
I guess I'm old-school
Just wanna sit back and forth
And talk it out with you
How's leaving home gonna
Make you wanna come back
If you can answer
I'll leave and let you pack
Suitcases and travel bags
If you're ever coming back
Just leave a couple of things for me
Oh, leave me your sweet perfume
Spray it around the room
And I'll pray that you'll come home soon
Suitcases and travel bags
I can't sit and watch you pack
Just leave a couple of things for me
Oh, leave me your sweet perfume
Spray it around the room
And I'll pray that you'll come home soon
There's a lot to be said
But baby, if you're just over it
I won't waste my breath
Could've sworn we were cool
But I guess I was fooled
But I guess I was, guess I was
I'm not sure what this means
I'm not sure what separation brings
So if you're gonna go, do what it do
You could find me in the other room
Suitcases and travel bags
If you're ever coming back
Just leave a couple of things for me
Oh, leave me your sweet perfume
Spray it around the room
And I'll pray that you'll come home soon
Suitcases and travel bags
I can't sit and watch you pack
Just leave a couple of things for me
Oh, leave me your sweet perfume
Spray it around the room
And I'll pray that you'll come home soon
Who are they?
Where did they come from?
The living dead
Walk down the path to hell
If this is a devil's breeding ground...
Yours?
The living dead
Walk down the path to hell
You gotta think about
Death night!
You gotta think about
Death night!
You gotta think about
Death night!
Who are they?
Where did they come from?
The living dead
Walk down the path to hell
If this is a devil's breeding ground...
Yours?
The living dead
Walk down the path to hell
Who are they?
Where did they come from?
The living dead
Walk down the path to hell
If this is a devil's breeding ground...
Yours?
The living dead
Walk down the path to hell
You gotta think about
Death night!
You gotta think about
Death night!
You gotta think about
Death night!
You gotta think about
It is a long way into darkness
Diabolos!
You gotta think about
It is a long way into darkness
Diabolos!
You gotta think about
Tú que eres buena pero no tan buena,
Tú que te sentiste la mujer perfecta,
Tú que tienes todo bueno en esta vida,
Pero botas llanto porque estás vacía
Yo te he dicho vente voy a ser tu hombre
Puede que te guste o que no te estorbe
Yo he querido ver tu corazón lavado
Pero no sentiste quedarte a mi lado
Para tenerla, hay que ser malo para tenerla,
Corazones malos para tenerla,
Tu belleza, ella raspa, me asfixia, me ensucia, me desepera
(Iiiiiiii)
Coro:
Entonces raspa y me ataca la cabeza
Que horror es tu belleza,
Me encanta, pero me hace mal,
Y así me asfixia, me ahoga tu hermosura
Provoca mi amargura y me lleva para atrás
Me lleva para atrás,
Me arrastra con soltura
Bella y desgraciada puede lastimar!
A yayay!
Y a pesar de todo yo creí en tu alma
Todos me advirtieron y yo no escuchaba
No tengamos pena de contarle al mundo
Lo que fue, fue bueno ya no estoy de luto
Para tenerla, hay que ser malo para tenerla,
Corazones malos para tenerla,
Tu belleza, ella raspa, me asfixia, me ensucia, me desepera
(Iiiiiiii)
Coro:
Entonces raspa y me ataca la cabeza
Que horror es tu belleza,
Me encanta, pero me hace mal,
Y así me asfixia, me ahoga tu hermosura
Provoca mi amargura y me lleva para atrás
Me lleva para atrás,
Me arrastra con soltura,
Bella y desgraciada puede lastimar!
Y entonces raspa y me ataca la cabeza
Que horror es tu belleza,
Me encanta, pero me hace mal,
Y así me asfixia, me ahoga tu hermosura
Provoca mi amargura y me lleva para atrás
Me lleva para atrás,
Me arrastra con soltura,
lies from the fear melt into the hype
predators where the greediness in the submerge
surveilliance there sneak into your mind
erosions where the ignorance in the sometime
substratosphere kept losing membrane
realities where the abstruction in the starlight
life from the air led into the light
solitude where the emptiness in the sublime
life
defeated
The ring ring phone call whom I talk to
I don’t know what to say
but I remember last December
You will call me back
Oh my god there’s something wrong with me
It’s never paid on time
Should I burn the bills and run away
Make it worse and start the war
It’s time to say goodbye and again
It’s time to say goodbye
Oh I will make it up someday without falling again
Things might be better and I’ll live for long time
All goods have sold and still no better
I should find another
The dreams and faith are getting stronger
Believe it won't take long
Oh my god there's magic comes from nowhere
I have shown the way
Everyday I feel like Sunday morning
wake up from my bed
Oh I will make it up someday without falling again
Things might be better and I’ll live for long time
Oh I will make it up someday without falling again
Things might be better and I’ll live for long time
The business is growing faster
My family gets more closer
The money I have it all in here
The story
I'm a lonely
Oh I will make it up someday without falling again
Things might be better and I’ll live for long time
Oh I will make it up someday without falling again
Things might be better and I’ll live for long time
Oh I will make it up someday without falling again
Who are they?
Where did they come from?
The living dead
Walk down the path to hell
If this is a devil's breeding ground...
Yours?
The living dead
Walk down the path to hell
You gotta think about
Death night!
You gotta think about
Death night!
You gotta think about
Death night!
Who are they?
Where did they come from?
The living dead
Walk down the path to hell
If this is a devil's breeding ground...
Yours?
The living dead
Walk down the path to hell
Who are they?
Where did they come from?
The living dead
Walk down the path to hell
If this is a devil's breeding ground...
Yours?
The living dead
Walk down the path to hell
You gotta think about
Death night!
You gotta think about
Death night!
You gotta think about
Death night!
You gotta think about
It is a long way into darkness
Diabolos!
You gotta think about
It is a long way into darkness
Diabolos!
You gotta think about
(Poole/Martin/Poole)
Overload, oooh the pulse
Anyhting you say to me, I will believe
Rain on me
Overload, oooh the pulse
I won't stop till the passion spits
And sweat drips
Rain on me
The greedy body is forced to be
Content with a single sensation
My oars lie flat on the water
I think I can see it call through the haze
Somewhere between fear and sex
My passion lies
My feelin's turn to rain and fly away
Overload
(Overload)
Oooh the pulse
(Oooh, the pulse)
Anyhting you say to me, I will believe
(Anything you say to me, I will, I will, I will)
Rain on me
Overload
(Overload)
Oooh the pulse
I won't stop till the passion spits
And sweat drips
Rain on me
Your warm breath rushes out of me
Like the dragons fire
I will reach in and withdraw your heart
And offer you a paradise
(As your desperate)
As your desperate touch leaves me
Desperate for another
(Desperate for another)
There is never enough garden for my love
So countdown to
Overload, oooh the pulse
Anyhting you say to me, I will believe
Rain on me
(You gotta rain on me)
Overload
(Yeah)
Oooh the pulse
I won't stop till the passion spits
And sweat drips
Rain on me
Let the pulse become the focus
(Oooh the pulse)
Let the pulse become the focus
(Anything you say to me I will believe)
(Rain on me)
(Overload)
Let the pulse become the focus
(Oooh the pulse)
I won't stop till the passion spits
And sweat drips
Rain on me
I won't stop till the passion spits
And sweat drips
Many of you know the story
Of Dr. Light, Dr. Wiley, rock and roll
But did you know that there was one other?
One other creation
One other Rolex
From the top
This, this the blues
Tom was like a good man with great dreams
Changed the world for the better through peaceful means
He knew both bodies from A to Z
One of the human campaign so he created me
A darker storm even incubated a robot capable of
independent thought and reasoning
He was the type to plan and over-plan
I was the prototype so he made me Proto Man
I was incomplete, dealt with a fatal flaw
Dr. Light tried to repair it, I said nah
I knew that my creator would put my feelings aside
For the greater good, so I left the neighborhood
He ain’t done enough, why dig a deeper hole?
He gave me free will so I will not be controlled
He went features, even my heart and my soul
When the going gets tough even the tough roll
So I split, and who happened to find me a scientist by
the name of Dr. Robert Wiley?
You gotta take back whatever you borrowed
And in the end the goal is a better tomorrow
So he told me what I needed to hear
Told me I was a leader who people needed to fear
And I learned a little but I’m still a little confused
And I guess that’s why they call it the blues
When you hear that whistle you know what it is
That mean the epic saga of Proto begins
And no one knows how the story will end
Am I for a friend? Well, I guess it depends
Dr. Wiley corrected my imbalances
And then he supplied me with a new set of challenges
Gave me a seal then the strength of like 10 of me
And a visor to hide my identity
Makes a mistake, will come back to haunt him
When I find these robots and stop all them
Perfected the formula when you made rock and roll
But I like my design because I got control
They’re nearly puppets, if there’s such a thing
Completely useless if you cut the string
But I still consider them my fam
They always tryina change me but I am what I am
Black sheep but a scrapheap
Cold world out here so you know I gotta pack heat
For desperate times and desperate measures but
When threats arrive we get together and I’m
In and out like a double agent
6th sense so I always see the spot trouble waitin
One thing drops, gon see it my way
And hit he highway but until that fine day
I roll out and I do what I do
So I guess that’s why they call it the blues
I’m on my own, I do what I do
