1995 (MCMXCV) was a common year that started on a Sunday of the Gregorian calendar. The year 1995 was the 1995th year of Anno Domini, the 995th year of the 2nd millennium, the 95th year of the 20th century, and the 6th year of the 1990s.
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Michael Joseph Jackson (August 29, 1958 – June 25, 2009) was an American recording artist, entertainer, and businessman. Often referred to as the King of Pop, or by his initials MJ, Jackson is recognized as the most successful entertainer of all time by Guinness World Records. His contribution to music, dance, and fashion, along with a much-publicized personal life, made him a global figure in popular culture for over four decades. The seventh child of the Jackson family, he debuted on the professional music scene along with his brothers as a member of The Jackson 5 in 1964, and began his solo career in 1971.
In the early 1980s, Jackson became a dominant figure in popular music. The music videos for his songs, including those of "Beat It", "Billie Jean", and "Thriller", were credited with transforming the medium into an art form and a promotional tool, and the popularity of these videos helped to bring the relatively new television channel MTV to fame. Videos such as "Black or White" and "Scream" made him a staple on MTV in the 1990s. Through stage performances and music videos, Jackson popularized a number of complicated dance techniques, such as the robot and the moonwalk, to which he gave the name. His distinctive musical sound and vocal style influenced numerous hip hop, post-disco, contemporary R&B, pop and rock artists.
All lift glasses to the blessed new day
Offer kisses to the bride
And the groom-who-is-not-to-be
In a bombing by their own… shelling and a killing
Offer kisses to the bride of Sarajevo
Married posthumously at his own funeral
Grieving widow as the bride
And the mother-still-yet-to-be
In their God’s eye
They are one Same as you and me
Offer kisses to the bride of Sarajevo
Born of plenty, gone too soon
Was the groom Lying at the feet of lies
That make brothers kill themselves
In the West that won their minds
Same as you and me
Offer kisses to the bride of Sarajevo
So blessed Having a baby
To die in a refugee camp
There’s a wedding in Sarajevo
A wedding in Sarajevo
Out there by the graveyard
Watch out for the mortars I guess
We’ve been chosen To live and to free the land
There’s a wedding in Sarajevo
A wedding in Sarajevo
Out there by the graveyard
Watch out for the mortars
By the power vested in All that love is
Sacrificing those who care
Not of what group that they belong
People here all look the same
Same as you and me Nothing else left
But to grieve for Sarajevo
So Fresh, So Green
Back then there was a scene
That's when the music meant the most to me!
First tour we want more, be careful what you wish for
If you were there then you know what I mean
This is the only life I want to live in 1995!
I'm not coming home there's nothing there for me.
Time flies, it goes by and then you realize
I'm not coming home, this is where I want to be
First song, first show and then before you know
We're on our way to Tokyo
Our family tree, it was just you and me
With a whooaa it came to be.
This is the only life I want to live in 1995!
I'm not coming home there's nothing there for me.
Time flies, it goes by and then you realize
My sweet thing is pretending
Does a fine line in deception
What night did she fall
Or does it mean more
To know what I did the night before
There's nothing I can do
No way that I can hurt myself
My sweet thing reveals nothing
Does a fine line in deception
My sweet thing is pretending
Caught her on the phone last night
There's nothing I can do
No way that I can hurt myself
There's nothing I can say
And I'll be going out tonight
It's 1995
You can talk to beggars to feel alright
You got a hundred dollar bill to spend tonight
Her husband's in Florida looking for life
While a drunk Australian's in bed with his wife
You're allergic to cats, you better crash out
Here's an American sleeping pill in your mouth
Words & Music: Tim Freedman, Stevie Plunder, Andy Lewis
Tim Freedman: vocals, backing vocals, piano
Stevie Plunder: guitar
Andy Lewis: bass
Stuart Eadie: drums
Ronald S Peno: backing vocals
Stevie Wishart: hurdy gurdy
Ben Fink: additional guitars
1995 was a wonderful time to be alive
1995 was a wonderful time to be alive
I really miss about black in the day
Had too much you know what they say
Been in the past that’s where you stay
thinking about first time stepping on stage
kick my little rash back when I was so grey
welcome to the crowd nowadays feel strange
walking on stage they don’t recognize my face
after the show standing in front of the place
they come up to me and say what’s your name ?
You're working on something coming up or anything
I will say: yeah but I don’t really know
thou spending every weekend in the studio
comming up with songs, they ask me what’s wrong
shit sounds hot, I tell them hip hop
I think about all the grace that came and die
still stuck in the year,
1995 was a wonderful time to be alive
1995 was a wonderful time to be alive
1995 1995 1995 1995
I used to hop on the train
Listening to Wu-Tang,light up Els in the stairwell with the butain
I am so different now I guess things do change
My old friends see me they be like you strange
My mother hay a problem with how I do things
Plan too many games with all my new flames
But I can’t stick around when it gets to plain
Oh baby just gotta go
I remember Brandy : The Boy Is Mine
I remember Monica at the same time
I remember rocking in St. Andrew's hall
different place every night yeah used to have a ball
It was just something 1995, close friends that died back then where still
alive
It was just the vibe, source, the vibe
even the red pages seemed so outdated
1995 was a wonderful time to be alive
1995 was a wonderful time to be alive
1995 was a wonderful time to be alive
1995 was a wonderful time to be alive
(Billy F. Gibbons/Dusty Hill/Frank Beard)
from "Sharp Dressed Men - A Tribute to ZZ Top"
I been up, I been down.
Take my word, my way around
I ain't askin' for much
I said, Lord, take me downtown,
I'm just lookin' for some tush
I been bad, I been good,
Dallas, Texas; Hollywood
I ain't askin' for much
I said, Lord, take me downtown,
I'm just lookin' for some tush
Take me back way back home,
Not by myself, not alone
I ain't askin' for much
I said, Lord, take me downtown,
I'm just lookin' for some tush
Well, it's 1995, my friend
Now we're closing in on the end
Another year for you and me
Time to recognize what you see
What you looking at
What you looking at
What are you looking at?
What are you looking at?
It's 1995 all right
They say I'm lucky to be alive
Yeah, me and everybody else
Along with you and everybody else
What you looking at
What you looking at
What the fuck are you looking at?
What are you looking at?
Saan, saan na napunta
Kislap ng iyong mata
Maibabalik pa ba?
Ngayon ang langit ay bughaw
At sya'y sumasayaw
Ako'y nasisilaw
Sa labas sila'y naglalaro
Hindi makatayo
Sinong sasalo?
Oooh... oooh...
At kung hindi naman sa'yo
Ay wag mong angkinin
Dyan ka magaling
Ngayon ang langit ay bughaw
At sya'y sumasayaw
Nabulag sa araw
[Chorus]
Pwede bang sunugin ang tulay
Ayokong sumabay
Sinong papatay
Akoy' naghihintay..... aaay
Sa Nineteen Ninety-five
Nineteen Ninety-five
Pwede bang sunugin ang tulay
Ayokong sumabay
Sinong papatay
Akoy' naghihintay...... aaay
Saan, saan na napunta?
Kislap ng iyong mata
Maibabalik pa ba?
1995 is missing buses
It's walking fifteen miles to see your love
It's knowing you're alive through all the fuzz
It's never coming down from going up
1995 is cutting classes
It's sitting over coffees talking indie treats
It's the mere sensation of being the first one that you
When morning opens up the skies
You see me when daylight opens up your eyes
And though I'm happier now I always long somehow
Back to 1995
All my friends have different plans to make their lives
worth while
Some for the better
Some for worse
Some have gone to different cities searching every mile
For missing pieces that will make a whole
1995 seems like a long way to go
If you ever were to find your way back home
But the only thing I really miss is being the first one
that you see
When morning opens up the skies