ALABAMA lyrics - Just Us

Tar Top

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It was July hot 'cross Georgia on my way to Myrtle Beach I just got my diploma so I set out in search of me The honeymoon was over, and Alabama was far away From being little more than just a southern state. I got a gig down at the Bowery I played for tip and watered drinks Just a novice in a business That's seldom what it seems. And where are you goin' Tar Top Where's J. C. And The Chosen Few I saw the Flash without T. Gentry And B. V. left for Malibu. I was July hot and thirty, some years down the line When the Boys touched the nation, unaware at the time I got to go to Texas, California, New York too A farm boy who is thankful to be standin' in his shoes. But in the Bowery hangs the mem'ries Of dreams that still come true Every time I see the spotlight I'm one of the chosen few. And where are you going Tar Top Where's J. C. and the Chosen Few There's no Flash without T. Gentry And B. V. where are you? Where are you goin' Tar Top Which direction will you take What's this contrabanded clamor About the music that you make? And where are you goin' Tar Top Is it country enough Is it contemporary glamour No it's us, just us. Uh huh...

Straight Off Da Head

Brand Nubian "Everything is Everything"
Yeah, yeah, fo' your mind Hmmmright, let's see what we can come up with Record after record, yeaaah, rhyme after rhyme check it [Sadat X] In the studio, on the first try On the verse high only birds fly You get out the pack like that y'all Straight off da head (what), let niggas know I use to wear the pro Get three strikes yo, I used to have to court awarder but now I got a daughter and she gotta grow And I let her know that that ain't the way to go My name is X, yo I'm like a puzzle when I get released Just like I had my muzzle off, check it out yo I can never be sold You don't stop (and you don't quit) and you don't stop (We're makin hit after hit after hit y'all) Ya don't stop [Lord Jamar] Comin straight off da head one time it's the dread Lord J Come around the way, would you say One time with my crew, manifessin Just like that, now who you think you tessin Uhh Brand Nubian, my crew be in effect, uhh Get erect with the blunts and ya check right in, one time, goin to the bank, I'm cashin, and you know I be stashin in the mattress, one time with the phatness beats, I be blowin up, showin up at shows, checkin all the hoes Just like that and defeatin all my foes Go for jack [Sadat X] Yo my name is X, yo my name is X and I was born in the BX, I went to New Rochelle Know my man Mark the Spark who live in the Vernon And my man be they rhythm, dwell in Bronxdale, in the home of the boss, goin down the block or go to forest Keep on goin past Morris High School Then I go down the street to Courtland Ave. Vietnam, the male goes in Jackson Over the bridge, on 45th to 8th Ave. Go to 7th Ave., go to Polo Grounds Go to Drewham, 1-0-6 all the way to 1-10 Black Puerto Rican and Dominican, check it out [Lord Jamar] Uhh, we're gonna show you how we live, take you straight across the bridge to Medina where the GODs is meaner, wisdom is cleaner Straight down on Flatbush Ave. Some of the streets in Brooklyn'll make you laugh Names like Myrtle and Willoughby Things like Scurmerhorn and Classun and funny names like that but still they got the gats rollin Just like that that's how we be strollin Maestro Manny and my man Big Ill, we fill blunts Just like that we kill stunts Guts, and what'cha want like that, we got nuts Just like that cos it's phat, uhhh [Sadat X] Check it out, yeah (Like that, ya don't stop) And I keep on goin, I keep on goin (Just like that ya don't stop) My head keep goin on Rob deep from mackadocious, your cut be close With the one blade, ever since the first grade I been a fan of the rap and I can do this I use to watch and listen, and watch the ol' time greats and watch em how they did things and I learned it well I rip in New Rochelle, that's where I dwell (Uhh) Check it out, my name is X, yo my man Mark the Spark's with me My man Serge got the urge to splurge, he came from Cleveland All the way from Ohio, he's gonna letcha know can you deal with his flow, yo yo [Lord Jamar] Aiyo, peace to the GODs, peace to the Earth Peace to the birth of me and my seed Khari It's like that in effect one time, and I'm the black man, intelligent with the plan Islam be the bomb, droppin on the devils Goin to a higher level Peace to Farrakhan and the Nation like that Creation is black, one time, that's a fact Original solar, I'm Lord Jamar, yes I be the intelligent one, I be the sun shinin Like the light in the night, but still I be bright One time, now I recite the lessons for ya one time, messin for ya or check it out, without a doubt Peace to the GODs, sincere, makin it clear Peace to Tamiq, yeah that's the language we speak Peace to Knowledge, he didn't go to college but still he got the supreme mind

Everything Must Go

STEELY DAN "Everything Must Go"
It's high time for a walk on the real side Let's admit the bastards beat us I move to dissolve the corporation In a pool of margaritas So let's switch off all the lights And light up all the Luckies Crankin' up the afterglow 'Cause we're goin' out of business Everything must go Talk about your major pain and suffering Now our self-esteem is shattered Show the world our mighty hidey-ho face As we go sliding down the ladder It was sweet up at the top 'Til that ill wind started blowing Now it's cozy down below 'Cause we're goin' out of business Everything must go We gave it our best shot But keep in mind we got a lot The sky the moon good food and the weather First-run movies - does anybody get lucky twice? Wouldn't it be nice... Tell me can you dig it Miss Fugazy Now it's gone from late to later Frankly I could use a little face time In the service elevator And if Dave from Acquisitions Wants to get in on the action With his Handicam in tow Well we're goin' out of business Everything must go Can it be the sorry sun is rising Guess it's time for us to book it Talk about the famous road not taken In the end we never took it And if somewhere on the way We got a few good licks in No one's ever gonna know 'Cause we're goin' out of business Everything must go

Choctaw Bingo

JAMES MCMURTRY "Saint Mary Of The Woods"
Strap them kids in, give 'em a little bit of vodka In a cherry coke, we're goin' to Oklahoma To the family reunion for the first time in years It's up at uncle Slaton's 'cause he's getting' on in years. No longer travels but he's still pretty spry Not much on talk and he's too mean to die And they'll be comin' down from Kansas and from west Arkansas It'll be one big old party like you've never saw. Uncle Slaton's got his texan pride Back in the thickets with his asian bride He's got an airstream trailer and a Holstein cow Still makes whiskey 'cause he still knows how. Plays that Chocktaw bingo every Friday night You know he had to leave Texas but he won't say why He owns a quarter section up by Lake Eufala Caught a great big old bluecat on a driftin' jugline. Sells his hardwood timber to the chippin' mill Cooks that crystal meth because his shine don't sell He cooks that crystal meth because his shine don't sell You know he likes that money, he don't mind the smell. My cousin Roscoe, Slaton's oldest boy From his second marriage up in Illinois He's raised in East St Louis by his mamma's people Where they do things different thought he'd come on down. He's goin' to Dallas Texas in a semi truck Caught from that big Mcdonalds, you know that one thats built up on that Big old bridge across the Will Rogers turnpike Took the big cabin exit stopped and bought a carton of cigarets. At that indian smoke shop with the big neon smoke rings In the Cherokee nation hit Muskogee late that night Somebody ran the stoplight at the Shawnee bypass Roscoe tried to miss him but he didn't quite. Bob and Mae come up from some little town Way down by Lake Texoma where he coaches football They were two A champions now for for two years running But he says they won't be this year, no they wont be this year. And he stopped off in Tushka at the pop knife and gun place Bought a SKs rifle and a couple full cases of that Steel core ammo with the berdan primers From some east bloc nation that no longer needs 'em. And a desert eagle thats one great big old pistol I mean fifty caliber made by bad-ass Hebrews And some surplus tracers for that old BAR Of Slaton's as soon as it gets dark, we're gonna have us a time We're gonna have us a time. Ruth-Anne and Lynn come down from Baxter Springs That's one hell-raisin' town way down in south eastern Kansas Got a biker bar next to the lingerie store That's got Rolling Stones lips up there in bright pink neon And they're right downtown where everyone can see 'em And they burn all night, you know they burn all night You know they burn all night. Ruth Ann and Lynn they wear them cut off britches And those skinny little halters and they're second cousins to me Man, I don't care I want to get between 'em With a great big ol' hard on like a old bois d'arc fence post You could hang a pipe rail gate from do some sister twisters 'Til the cows come home and we'd be havin' us a time. Uncle Slaton's got his texan pride Back in the thickets with his asian bride He's got a corner pasture and an acre lots He sells them owner financed strictly to them. It's got no kind of credit 'cause he knows they're slackers And they'll miss that payment and he takes it back Plays that Choctaw bingo every Friday night He drinks his Johnny Walker at that club 69 We're gonna strap those kids in give em a lil bit of Benadryl And a cherry coke we're goin' to Oklahoma, we're gonna have us a time We're gonna have us a time.

Waitin' In The Country

JASON MICHAEL CARROLL "Waitin' In The Country"
Five o' clock smokestacks 15th, check's fat Hacked off, backed up Hurry up and wait on the interstate Irate, tailgate tight Yeah, nothin' but brake lights High rise concrete, painted up city street Fed up, red tape, add another lane Make it more insane, more strain Starbucksed up Man, I know where I'm pointin' my truck [Chorus] Out in the country, where the world turns green There's a pretty girl waitin' on a front porch swing The lazy river is a-windin' around With a cane pole bobber goin' down (goin' down) Time is sweeter than a buttermilk pie And the people of the steeple and the steeple don't lie I swear, somewhere, out there's everything I need Waitin' in the country for me, for me Big city hip hop, rattilin' when I stop Parkin' lot jumpin', cars thumpin' Hard mixin' those rhymes And keepin' it right in time, that's cool But I guess I'm just old a-school Juke box, hony tonk Mom and pops resturant Willie, Waylon, Merle yeah Singin' them a country song Bring it on, son Yeah, I know where to get me some Out in the country, where the world turns green There's a pretty girl waitin' on a front porch swing Lazy river is a-windin' around With a cane pole bobber goin' down (goin' down) Time is sweeter than a buttermilk pie And the people of the steeple and the steeple don't lie I swear, somewhere, out there's everything I need Waitin' in the country for me, Waitin' for me Out in the country, where the world turns green There's a pretty girl waitin' on the front porch swing A lazy river is a-windin' 'round With a cane pole bobber goin' down (goin' down) Time is sweeter than a buttermilk pie And the people of the steeple and the steeple don't lie I swear, somewhere, out there's everything I need Waitin' in the country for me, for me Waitin' in the country for me

Nowhere Fast

JOSH TURNER "Everything Is Fine"
I used to think that I was living big Bet my money on almost anything Time and time, I got caught struggling Oh, I had plans, I had dreams And I had an open bar policy Spending time tryin' to numb the pain Lost my family just to gain a friend Oh, strange faces I didn't need I'm on a highway Ain't going no place Ain't got nowhere to run I think this deal is done Traveling goin' nowhere fast My folks used to tell me Turner stop and think Don't waste your whole life Doing selfish things Hurting your loved ones Just to get yourself a stir There comes a time when You gotta let it be I thank the Lord He had his hands on me Not really thinking I had sunken deep I looked all around And I was standing all alone I had dug my myself a hole I'm on a highway Ain't going no place Ain't got nowhere to run I think this deal is done Traveling goin' nowhere fast And I looked around And I was standing all alone I had dug my myself a hole I'm on a highway Ain't going no place Ain't got nowhere to run I think this deal is done Traveling goin' nowhere fast I'm on a highway A lonesome byway You know, I don't know where to start With changes on my heart Traveling goin' nowhere fast Traveling goin' nowhere fast Traveling goin' nowhere fast

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