The word suburb mostly refers to a residential area, either existing as part of a city (as in Australia and New Zealand, and generally in the United Kingdom) or as a separate residential community within commuting distance of a city (as in the United States and Canada). Some suburbs have a degree of administrative autonomy, and most have lower population density than inner city neighborhoods. Suburbs first emerged on a large scale in the 19th and 20th century as a result of improved rail and road transport, leading to an increase in commuting. Suburbs tend to proliferate around cities that have an abundance of adjacent flat land. Any particular suburban area is referred to as a suburb, while suburban areas on the whole are referred to as the suburbs or suburbia, with the demonym for a suburb-dweller being suburbanite. Colloquial usage sometimes shortens the term to burb.
The word is derived from the Old French subburbe, which is in turn derived from the Latin suburbium, formed from sub (meaning "under") and urbs ("city"). In Ancient Rome, wealthy and important people tended to live on the hills of the city, while poorer citizens lived at lower elevations – hence "under the city". The first recorded usage of the term in English, according to the Oxford English Dictionary, was made by John Wycliffe in 1380, where the form subarbis was used.
Julian Miles "Jools" Holland OBE, DL (born 24 January 1958) is an English pianist, bandleader, singer, composer, and television presenter. He was a founder of the band Squeeze (1974-1980 & 1985-1990) and his work has involved him with many artists including Sting, Eric Clapton, George Harrison, David Gilmour, Magazine and Bono.
Holland is a published author and appears on television shows besides his own and contributes to radio shows. In 2004, he collaborated with Tom Jones on an album of traditional R&B music. He currently hosts Later... with Jools Holland, a music-based show aired on BBC2, on which his annual show Hootenanny, is based.
His great grandfather came from Ireland.
Holland played as a session musician before finding fame, and his first studio session was with Wayne County & the Electric Chairs in 1976 on their track "F*ck Off."
Holland was a founding member of the British pop band Squeeze, formed in March 1974, in which he played keyboards until 1981 and helped the band to achieve millions of record sales, before pursuing his solo career.
Keith Cozart (born August 15, 1995)[citation needed], better known by his stage name Chief Keef is an American rapper from Chicago, Illinois. He has signed a major record deal with Interscope Records, and is the CEO of his own record label Glory Boyz Entertainment.
Keith Cozart was born in Chicago, Illinois, on August 15, 1995.[citation needed] He attended Dulles Elementary School and later Banner High School on the city's South Side. In December 2011, Cozart was arrested on a weapons charge (aggravated unlawful use of a weapon) and put under house arrest at his grandmother’s home.
While under house arrest, Cozart released videos on Youtube. The attention he received grew in the short time between the release of several mixtapes and several of music videos, including 'Bang', '3Hunna' and 'I Don’t Like'. After two locally successful mixtapes, his song 'I Don’t Like' became a local hit in Chicago. It also caught fellow Chicago rapper Kanye West's attention who organized a remix of the song along with Pusha T, Jadakiss and Big Sean. Keef will soon be releasing his third mixtape Finally Rich in which Waka Flocka, Young Jeezy, Yo Gotti and fellow GBE members are to be featured. An interview with Keef is slated to appear as part of an upcoming feature on Chicago artists in Spin Magazine. On July 7, 2012, it was announced that Chief Keef would be performing at Lollapalooza 2012, an annual music festival held in Grant Park, Chicago, IL.
The Members are a British punk band that originated in Camberley, England. Their best known recording is "The Sound of the Suburbs" (1979).
The Members was formed by lyricist Nicky Tesco (Nick Lightowlers) in 1976, through an invited audition at a recording studio at Tooley Street, London. The original personnel, with Tesco (vocals), was Gary Baker (guitar), and Steve Morley (bass guitar), initially with Steve Maycock then Clive Parker (drums). Morley and Parker were later replaced by Chris Payne and Adrian Lillywhite.
In 1976, the band performed for its first engagements at The Red Cow (London W6), The Windsor Castle (London W9) and The Nashville Rooms (London W14). In that year composer Jean Marie Carroll (aka JC Carroll) joined the band to complement Tesco's lyrics. The Members had recorded a number of songs, but the first released recording was "Fear on the Streets", produced by Lillywhite's brother Steve Lillywhite. This song was included on the first record released by the Beggars Banquet label, the punk compilation, Streets (1977). The song-writing collaboration between Tesco and Carroll moved The Members' sound towards an incorporation of reggae, shown in the first single released for Stiff Records, "Solitary Confinement", produced by Larry Wallis. Following these releases, band personnel became Tesco (vocals), Carroll (vocals and guitar), Nigel Bennett (guitar), Payne (bass) and Lillywhite (drums).
Benjamin Scott "Ben" Folds (born September 12, 1966) is an American singer-songwriter and record producer. From 1995-2000, Folds was the frontman and pianist of the alternative rock band Ben Folds Five. Since the group disbanded, Folds has performed as a solo artist and has toured all over the world. He has also collaborated with musicians such as William Shatner, Regina Spektor and "Weird Al" Yankovic and undertaken experimental songwriting projects with authors such as Nick Hornby and Neil Gaiman. In addition to contributing music to the soundtracks of the animated films Over the Hedge, and Hoodwinked!, Folds produced Amanda Palmer's first solo album and has been a judge on the NBC a cappella singing contest The Sing-Off since 2009.
Folds became interested in piano at age nine. His father, a carpenter, brought one home through a barter trade with a customer who was unable to pay. During this time, Folds listened to songs by Elton John and Billy Joel on AM radio, and learned them by ear.[citation needed] During his years at R.J. Reynolds High School in Winston-Salem, North Carolina, Folds played in several bands as the pianist, bassist, or drummer.
J'en ai jamais assez, je suis vite lassée,
Je voudrais combler ce manque
Mon obsession me hante,
J'en ai jamais assez, je voudrais bien trouver
Que j'ai beaucoup de chance,
Me rendre à l'évidence,
We are we are on the radio now, the radio now !
J'en ai jamais assez, je vois toujours après,
Des fois je me demande
Comment je peux m'y prendre
J'en ai jamais assez, je suis vite lassée,
Je suis jamais contente,
On dit que je suis chiante,
We are we are on the radio now, the radio now!
J'en ai jamais assez, j'aimerais bien penser
A 2 centimètres à l'heure pour éviter les pleurs,
J'en ai jamais assez, je suis vite lassée,
Il faudrait que j'entende, un jour tu seras grande,
Breathe
It's a little bit funny
You don't have a clue, boy
You got the money
Please
Don't be sorry
You found the suitcase in the street
Breathe
You should be happy
Please
Don't be sorry
Breathe
Now you're rich and nobody knows it
Refrain:
Get away, run away!
Or are you really dumb?
Get away, run away!
Or are you really dumb?
Don't be sorry, now it's done
You can run away
Don't be sorry, now it's done
You can run away
But what have you for free?
Breathe
Blow away your stupid thoughts
Don't feel so guilty now it's done
You're just lucky for the first time
Breathe
You should be happy
Please
Don't be sorry
Breathe
Once upon a time, a long time ago
There was a lonely guy, that I saw
He became my friend, then my man
He was like a pen in my hand
I don't doubt there is something wrong between us
I don't doubt, don't doubt
I don't remember me shouting at him
I don't remember him shouting at me
I can be wrong, I can be right
I can be black, I can be white
I don't doubt there is something wrong between us
I don't doubt, I don't doubt
You hate me 'cause I got what you need
Pretty little sister, would you come in and sing
You hate me 'cause I got what you need
Pretty little daughter, would you come in and sing
I don't doubt there is something wrong between us
I would say I'm sorry
If I thought that it would change your mind
But I know that this time
I have said too much
Been too unkind
I try to laugh about it
Cover it all up with lies
I try and laugh about it
Hiding the tears in my eyes
'Cause boys don't cry
Boys don't cry
I would break down at your feet
And beg forgiveness
Plead with you
But I know that it's too late
And now there's nothing I can do
So I try to laugh about it
Cover it all up with lies
I try to laugh about it
Hiding the tears in my eyes
'Cause boys don't cry
Boys don't cry
I would tell you
That I loved you
If I thought that you would stay
But I know that it's no use
That you've already
Gone away
Misjudged your limits
Pushed you too far
Took you for granted
I thought that you needed me more, more, more...
Now I would do most anything
To get you back by my side
But I just keep on laughing
Hiding the tears in my eyes
'Cause boys don't cry
Boys don't cry
Boys don't cry
Show me how you do it
Could you play it loud?
I like this kind of music
I like this kind of sound
Show me how you're dancin'
I like the way you move
Evrerybody's feelin'
The 1980 groove
Refrain
Just like the old days
Feeling you always
Ready to dance all night long
Just like the old days
Feeling you always
Ready to dance all night long
Show me, show me your love
Are you movin'out tonight?
Just like the old days
Show me, show me your love
Show me, show me your love
Just like the old days
Just like the old days (X2)
Show me how you do this
I like the way you dance
You're steppin' on the dancefloor
Like no one else
Show me how you're dancin'
I like the way you move
Evrerybody's feelin'
The 1980 groove
Refrain
Just like the old days (X3)
Show me...
Show me, show me your love (X2)
Show me how you do it
Could you play it loud?
I like this kind of music
I like this kind of sound
Get into the groove
Boy you've got to prove
Your love to me, yeah
Get up on your feet, yeah
Step to the beat
Boy what will it be
Music can be such a revelation
Dancing around you feel the sweet sensation
We might be lovers if the rhythm's right
I hope this feeling never ends tonight
Only when I'm dancing can I feel this free
At night I lock the doors, where no one else can see
I'm tired of dancing here all by myself
Tonight I wanna dance with someone else
Get into the groove
Boy you've got to prove
Your love to me, yeah
Get up on your feet, yeah
Step to the beat
Boy what will it be
Gonna get to know you in a special way
This doesn't happen to me every day
Don't try to hide it love wears no disguise
I see the fire burning in your eyes
Only when I'm dancing can I feel this free
At night I lock the doors, where no one else can see
I'm tired of dancing here all by myself
Tonight I wanna dance with someone else
Get into the groove
Boy you've got to prove
Your love to me, yeah
Get up on your feet, yeah
Step to the beat
Boy what will it be
Live out your fantasy here with me
Just let the music set you free
Touch my body, and move in time
Now I know you're mine
Now I know you're mine
You've got to
Get into the groove
Boy you've got to prove
Your love to me, yeah
Get up on your feet, yeah
Step to the beat
Boy what will it be
Get into the groove
Boy you've got to prove
Your love to me
Get up on your feet, yeah
Step to the beat
Boy what will it be
Get into the groove
Boy you've got to prove
Your love to me
Get up on your feet, yeah
Step to the beat
Touch your lips and give me kisses
Be my slave, my heart is in pieces
Lick my fingers, be the one
Don't stop talking and I'll be fine
Ah... I won't get Over You
Ah... I won't get Over You
Ah... I won't get Over You
Ah...
You bite my neck and I feel your skin
What can I say? Or what do you mean?
I wanna touch something, low brow
Let it go, let I go with the flow
Ah... I won't get Over You
Ah... I won't get Over You
Ah... I won't get Over You
Ah...
Talk to me slowly
Talk to me
Breathe, Breathe
Talk to me slowly
Talk to me
Breathe, Breathe
Touch your lips and give me kisses
Be my slave, my heart is in pieces
Lick my fingers, be the one
Don't stop talking and I'll be fine
Ah... I won't get Over You
Ah... I won't get Over You
Ah... I won't get Over You
Ah...
Ah... I won't get Over You
Ah... I won't get Over You
Ah... I won't get Over You
Run, run, run away, you're afraid of me you say
That I should go to see a doctor
You found found found out that I was crazy
And now you're so affraid of me
But you gotta understand that I need a helping hand
Somebody who take cares of me
You gotta understand that I need a helping hand
Somebody who take cares of me
I'm jump', jump', jump', jumping everywhere
I'm jump', jump', jump', jumping in the air
'Cuz I know that I'm crazy, I know that I'm lazy
I really know everything about me
I need a doctor, I need a sister, I need somebody
Who can take care of me
But you gotta understand that I need a helping hand
Somebody who take cares of me
You gotta understand that I need a helping hand
Somebody who take cares of me
Get up, get up, take my hand,
Bring me back right to the band
Stand up, stand up, take my hand,
Bring me back right to the band
Moving, you make me dance and you make me sing loud,
Fly high, leave the floor, I'm getting higher
You gotta understand that I need a helping hand
I'm waiting home alone
You never ever call me
One day I will be gone
You're not the one for me
I've lost my innocence
It's never gonna be the same
I don't need your common sense
And now you've lost your only chance
You never try to help me
You never try to call me anyway
You don't know how to love me
And now you're beggin' me to stay
And now you're beggin' me to stay
If you don't understand
Well you should go and ask your friend
He knows what's going on
'cause I've called him on the phone
You never try to help me
You never try to call me anyway
You don't know how to love me
And now you're beggin' me to stay
And now you're beggin' me to stay
Somehow it's over, you never told me
You had another girl and it hurts can't you see?
You never try to help me
And now you're beggin' me to stay
Let me hold you, let me hold you
Please make up your mind
Let me touch you, let me touch you
I know, I'm not a guy
Let me kiss you, let me kiss you
Please make up your mind
Let me show you
Let me show you
I'm sure it will be fine
I wake up in the morning
What are you gonna say
If I tell you I've been sleeping
With you a mile away
I wake up in a fantasy
I wake up in my dream
But I know you don't belong to me
And I must erase the scene
Let me hold you, let me hold you
Please make up your mind
Let me touch you, let me touch you
I know, I'm not a guy
Let me kiss you, let me kiss you
Please make up your mind
Let me show you
Let me show you
I'm sure it will be fine
I'm sorry if I bother you
But you know it's just a game
I need to feel something new
Come on let's try again
I'm sorry if I hurt you
But you know I'm not the same,
I need to feel something new
Come on, let's try again!
Let me hold you, let me hold you
Please make up your mind
Let me touch you, let me touch you
I know, I'm not a guy
Let me kiss you, let me kiss you
Please make up your mind
Let me show you
Let me show you
I'm sure it will be fine
I wake up in the morning
What are you gonna say
If I tell you I've been sleeping
With you a mile away
I wake up in a fantasy
I wake up in my dream
But I know you don't belong to me
And I must erase the scene
Let me hold you, let me hold you
Please make up your mind
Let me touch you, let me touch you
I know, I'm not a guy
Let me kiss you, let me kiss you
Please make up your mind
Let me show you
Let me show you
I'm sure it will be fine
Go baby, go baby and don't stop
Grow up baby grow up baby
You'll feel lucky cuz you were born baby
In the 80's, buddy, you'll had a good time
Baby, you'll been fine
Don't baby, don't baby and shout out
Don't buddy, don't buddy you'll be fine
Don't baby, don't baby and shout out
Don't buddy, don't buddy you'll be fine
Monday to sunday,
You don't wanna waste your time
Monday to sunday,
My baby you'll be fine
Low baby, low baby, you feel low,
Go baby go baby, and don't stop,
Sleep baby, sleep baby,
You'd better sleep baby,
You'll have a dream, baby, sleep well buddy!
Monday to sunday
You don't wanna waste your time
Monday to sunday
My baby you'll be fine
Go baby go baby and don't stop
Go baby go baby and don't stop
Go baby go baby and don't stop
Go baby go baby and don't stop
Stop stop stop
Go baby, go baby and don't stop
Grow up baby grow up baby
You'll feel lucky cuz you were born baby
In the 80's, buddy, you'll had a good time
Baby, you'll been fine
Monday to sunday
You don't wanna waste your time
Monday to sunday
My baby you'll be fine
Monday to sunday
You don't wanna waste your time
Monday to sunday
Hello, hello
J'ai trouvé ce matin
Hello, hello
Que ton visage m'allait bien
Refrain
Hello, hello
Don't let go
Hello, hello
Don't let it go
Hello, hello
J'ai pensé ce matin
Hello, hello
Que dans tes yeux, j'irais bien
Hello, hello
Comme c'est simple ce matin
Hello, hello
C'est étrange mais ça me va bien
Refrain
Wohoho, ohohoh
Don't let go
Wowowo, ohohoh
Don't let it go
Hello, hello
J'ai trouvé ce matin
Hello, hello
Que ton visage m'allait bien
Rise, it's more enough then
And let me entertain you
Blind, that's why you laugh at
You hate me more than ever
You are my mind offender
You are my agony
I like you more than ever
Please, please stay close to me
Refrain
I want you back, no matter what
She is? a fallen? from my eyes
I want you now, no matter how
Thought that we could leave in rise
You blow me away (x2)
You blow me away and I want you back today
Cry, it's more enough then
And let me bother you one more time
I know you're crying
I know you're complicated
You are my mind offender
You are my agony
I like you more than ever
Please, please stay close to me
Refrain
Today...
I want you back, I want you x2
I want you back! Meet you x2
I want you back, no matter what
I want you
I want you now, no matter how
I want you
Blow me away! Meet you x2
I've been waiting all this time
You don't even turn around
I can't blame you but I try
To hurt you bad
Oh it's all right
Yeah it's all right
I'm only killing you
Bad boy killer! Bad boy killer!
You just make me lose my mind
I will hate you 'til you die
You don't know me and you try
To let me down
Oh it's all right
Yeah it's all right
I'm only killing you
Bad boy killer! Bad boy killer!
Bad boy killer
Watch me bro for my sistas
I'm a bad boy killer
You won't be better, I'm a serial killer
I pack my bag, put it on my shoulders
Take my scarf, and kiss my mother
It's still dark outside
It's so early, I rub my eyes
I say Hi to the baker, I say Hi
I meet my friends at the corner of the street
And we talk and we laugh like every morning
On Monday, on Tuesday, On Wednesday too
I'll always remember you
I sit down in the classroom
And look through the window
Open my bag, but I'm too slow
The teacher is yelling at me again for nothing
I don't care. The bell's ringing
I say Hi to the baker, I say Hi
I meet my friends at the corner of the street
And we talk and we laugh like every evening
On Monday, on Tuesday, On Wednesday too
I'll always remember you
I say bye to the baker, I say bye
I've lost my friends at the corner of the street
And I cry, and I cry like every morning
On Monday, on Tuesday, On Wednesday too
Girl, girl, girl, your beautiful face is like a big mistake
But it's time to learn, you'll see some people who will spit
in your face some other girls who will be full of hate
But you know poor girl, it's a sad sad world
You say you're fine, but you lie and you cry
Let me see how you really smile, girl!
Girl, girl, girl, don't be afraid of feeling sexy
You know they're wrong and you know that maybe
They just don't see your true beauty
You say you're fine, but you lie and you cry
Let me see how you really smile, girl!
But you know poor girl, it's a sad sad world
You say you're fine, but you lie and you cry