ALEX & SIERRA lyrics - It's About Us

Bumper Cars

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Can't help wondering what you're thinking Wherever you are Late night movies, careless drinking To cover these scars And as much as I wanna be with you, I know... You and me, we're bumper cars The more I try to get to you The more we crash apart, no Round and round we chase the sparks But all that seems to lead to.... Is a pile of broken parts We're bumper cars Bumper cars The more I try to get to you The more we crash apart Good intentions, all these questions I'm sitting alone All roads since you are wrong directions I'll never get home And it's making me wanna be with you, I know... You and me, we're bumper cars The more I try to get to you The more we crash apart, no Round and round we chase the sparks But all that seems to lead to Is a pile of broken parts We're bumper cars Bumper cars The more I try to get to you The more we crash apart, oh This was supposed to be fun This was supposed to be the one Maybe we stayed too long Maybe we played all wrong This was supposed to be good But I know, I know You and me we're bumper cars The more I try to get to you The more we crash apart, no Round and round we chase the sparks But all that seems to lead to... Is a pile of broken parts We're bumper cars Bumper cars The more I try to get to you The more we crash apart We're bumper cars Bumper cars The more I try to get to you The more we crash apart

Circle One

HOLE
{Written by The Germs} I'm Darby Crash. a social blast. Chaotic master.... I'm Darby Crash. I'm your own, the young smack. Getting faster, I'm Darby Crash. A one-way match.... demonic flasher. Deep, deep, deep in my eyes. It's a round, round, round cirlce of lives. It's a tame, tame, tame sort of world where you're caught, bought, taught as it twirls. I'm Darby Crash, a social blast. Chaotic master, I'm Darby Crash. Your Mecca's gash, prophetic stature; I'm Darby Crash. A one way match, demonic flasher. Deep, deep, deep in his eyes. It's a round, round, round cirlce of lives. It's a tame, tame, tame sort of world where you're caught, bought, taught as it twirls. She's Darby Crash, as social blast. Chaotic master.... Snap, crackle, pop. In here. Snap, crackle pop. Out there.

Take The Test

A.f.i. "Very Proud of Ya"
When it comes the time that you have recognized your line and you realize the path that you will travel through your life, be sure that what you want is exactly what you're trying to get, or you'll be speeding toward a cliff without realizing that... Before you know, the haze makes you slow ignore your future, forget your past - before you know, cars start to crash. There are so many choices, the opportunities abound. Just to be sure to keep things straight and be sure to stand your ground. Let nothing shade your vision, even fight to keep it clear. Let no one change what's right for you, for when you start to veer cars start to crash. Before you know, the haze makes you slow ignore your future, forget your past - before you know, cars start to crash. Before you know, the haze makes you slow ignore your future, forget your past - before you know, cars start to crash. Before you know, the haze makes you slow ignore your future, forget your past - before you know, cars start to crash.

Fast Cars

AESOP ROCK "Fast Cars, Danger, Fire And Knives"
Who's that walking with a whole in his head? Big bad Bazooka Tooth, I came to break bread. What's a troop's recipe for treacherous times? I tell 'em fast cars, danger, fire and knives. Fast cars, danger, fire and knives... I got her majesty Athena riding shotty wide-eyed I pull the elephant tranq out of my neck, gaffle a tank, count up the chips, wrestle the fangs off of my fist, flood a little soldier blood over the ogre acres on some holiday in Cambodia with moter home appraisers. Pagans fade into the kodochrome now, later with a lid to brow staple revist the cobra landing zone. Molar foaming but he hold his own wound coderized by the Zippo he had stole that afternoon. And my dog tags jingle by the moster island heart he built. Grew up with a Jughead crown tild and tardy slip. Be all you can be just never soothed us. You lost me in that part about scrubbing piss with a toothbrush. Holler scum's lullaby. Live from the ultra-fly sham city bunker where the coldest cults multiply alarmingly. Hush little baby, timeout. The black market mockingbirds can not sing a lick but lean to peck your eyes out of commission with love, out a tradition of wraiths pick on the visions that buzz, bet on the kitten's escape, solder the piston to pump out a veteran amplifier. And magnify through the samelens that set the ants on fire. Flush the muppet hootenanny. Who could fancy honor circuit when the circle's every duke is clammy? Trooper, scoop the food in pantry. Anti up, stupid. May delusion feed 'em foofi candy and pry the gold out of his when lamping. Pocket all you can now. Block will lead the lambs down to the cold cutlery outfit. Slaughter beef and cow tip. Pour the chief somefountain soda, motor prone to pen the holy opus and pry this monkey off the scoliosis. Who's that walking with a whole in his head? Big bad Bazooka Tooth, I came to break bread. What's a troop's recipe for treacherous times? I tell 'em fast cars, danger, fire and knives. Fast cars, danger, fire and knives... I got her majesty Athena riding shotty wide-eyed Never mind the bullocks. Like every other week these hipster tabloids jumping on and off my sex pistol's bullets. Like every other week he spins the bottle. Like every other week these fucking fanzines forget if they spit or swallow. Too bad your inner sheep never forgets to follow, cuz my inner greed to feed your hate for loving us is hostile. Fortunate for me it coincides with what comes natural, so the mongrels that I run with turn the 'fuck you's into fast food. Like a little freak sick of the 3 o'clock bully knuckle dust, nursing his last shiner, finds the shoebox in his smother's truck. Tomorrow's extra curricular punching bag will finger daddy's widow maker out a brown lunch bag. This is where the hunch back snake oil peddlers stuck under the burgundy sky of spaghetti westerns tend to bubble up. Weathermen huddle up. Today the son of one too many 'yes sir's kings his checkers, watch the double jump. Back with a platter of hot leeches that'll drink up-every bloody drop down to the last diseases, it's A-E-S-O-P-R-O-C-K, the peak twister. Defender of the son of Vaughn Bode's Cheech Wizard. I used to pray the treatments got easier with my aging like serotonin weekends were merely comedic hazing. Wrong, but along his travels located the key to world peace: kill every motherfucker but me. You cool with that? Cool. Bang. You? Cool. Hang. You? No? Uh... bang? Cool. Sorry, dog, rules is rules. And too long have I followed yours. I'm trying to get them years back, and walk through every cipher with dynamite in a beer hat. Who's that walking with a whole in his head? Big bad Bazooka Tooth, I came to break bread. What's a troop's recipe for treacherous times? I tell 'em fast cars, danger, fire and knives. Fast cars, danger, fire and knives... I got her majesty Athena riding shotty wide-eyed

Latino

JOELL ORTIZ "The Brick: Bodega Chronicles"
[Intro: Joell Ortiz] Uhh, look around in my neighborhood (aquí en el barrio, tú sabes) See how we live, see right there on that corner That's where they sell the drugs (la manteca broder) Run the numbers and, play dominoes, whistle at the fly ladies You know, I'm Latino, hahahahaha (pa que sepa) [Joell Ortiz:] The dope gets sold by the bodega While y'all call it dope, we call it the manteca We don't look for lotto numbers in the newspaper We play it right over the counter by the Now & Laters Sit down on milk crates and play dominoes ¡Capicu! Slam it down, tell 'em adios Another round of beers before we go upstairs And watch a fuzzy TV on some of the oldest chairs Relax, take a bath and get nice and clean Come out just in time for dinner, you know rice and beans A little chicken, maybe tostones, it's up to Ma She might be tired keepin this house all up to par Sometimes I look out the window and see some nice wheels I got a thing for rims, they give me slight chills Round here you get killed over a ice-grill Guns pop but the O.G.'s carry knives still (word) [Chorus: Joell Ortiz (La Bruja)] (Latinooooo) I'm that and I'm proud If you don't know us let me tell you about (Latinooooos) We got beautiful women (la-la-la la-la-la la-la) And they all seem to know their way around the kitchen I'm (Latinooooo) yeah we stick together We had hard lives so our skin is thick forever We (Latinoooooos) I'm that and I'm proud (la la la la la la laaaa) If you don't know us let me tell you about [Joell Ortiz:] See e'ry block got a different crew This kid I knew got paralyzed cause of his tattoo And he wasn't in a gang Just some young punk tryin to come up and get a name Put a bullet in his brain, it's a shame But yo, on a better note Latina women look so good from head to toe, get 'em and never let 'em go Baseball is big in my town So is boxing, a hundred he don't see the ninth round These young girls is fresh, they like to get piped down Babies havin babies, guess who on the WIC line now? Guess who got welfare? Guess who on Medicaid? Guess who left they kid with their girl for eleven days? Without callin, cause he's ballin One year from now he'll have a child support warrant It happen all the time in my community That's the difference between someone like you and me - I'm [Chorus] [Joell Ortiz:] Big Chino got a truck, and a bike, and a boat But Chino got a gun cause his life full of coke And Chino havin fun, he don't like bein broke But Chino gon' be done, FBI is no joke And I don't want Chi' to get knocked When the truck around he buy ice cream for the block See where I'm from the kids look up to the hustlers Even if they're family with some of the customers My abuela used to tell me to stay off the corner You heard what happened to Mrs. Rivera's daughter? See she had got caught in the crossfire right there in broad day Shot her in the back tryin run in the hallway By my buildin all you hear is, "Oye Ten cuidado la policia esta en la esquina de Broadway" There's action all the time in my neighborhood But see we all mind our business like a neighbor should See this one right here is for all my Latinos around the world Around the world man, there's so many of us man Be proud of who you are man, I love y'all niggaz Joell Ortiz [Chorus: w/ ad libs] [Joell Ortiz & La Bruja:] Latinooooos

Rumour Has It

TINA ARENA "Strong As Steel"
Heard a rumour You've been seen out late at night with a friend And there's a word that's going 'round That soon our love will end Heard a rumour I don't believe it It's all over town I won't believe it There's a story I heard That you've met somebody new That she's young and beautiful And means a lot to you Rumour has it I don't believe it It's all over town I won't believe it 'Cause if you lied to me After all we had If you break us apart I'll be more than mad I won't believe it There'll be thunder on the mountain Darkness on the sea I've given everything And you won't take that from me There's a rumour I won't believe it Rumour has it I can't believe it There are certain things I've heard You'll find hard to deny I'll accept it if you say It's just a pack of lies There's a rumour I don't believe it The word's been going 'round I won't believe it 'Cause if you lie to me after all we had If you break us apart I'll be more than mad I won't believe it [Repeat to fade]

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