ARCHITECTURE IN HELSINKI lyrics - In Case We Die

Frenchy, I'm Faking

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Frenchy, I'm faking, Been longing to stir you up, Changing looks slightly like back in the '90s, Far and away whistle delayed delights. The prospect of lightning was ever so frightening, I said your kisses are nice, But I'm looking for hills to roll, Down with abandon and no understanding. I borrowed your suitcase and filled it with pearls and gold, You let me down lightly, I killed you politely

Fools Gold

ANDY MINEO "Formerly Known"
[Chorus] You need something real, baby that ain't never gon last That's just fool's gold that ain't treasure that's trash And I - I know it look nice, I know it look nice But that's a rip off for that price That ain't treasure that's trash 'cause it ain't never gon last [Sho-Baraka] You spend your time tryna get your claws on That stuff when we get to heaven we gon walk on A problem baby our heart is never satisfied Clothed to righteousness and still have a naked eye I struggle my heart always wants more The only Christ they see on me is Christian Dior I was a slave to fashion, see my chains Ralph Lauren and Ed Hardy were my masters' names Washed by the Father stay clean I can still be tight without the skinny jeans I got eternal swag that's the new fashion I see clearly now through my Son-glasses I know some sisters who stay shining You can ask pearl or ask diamond The real treasure I'm filled with I know it's deep I hope you can dig this [Chorus] You need something real baby that ain't never gon last That's just fool's gold that ain't treasure that's trash And I - I know it look nice I know it look nice But that's a rip off for that price That ain't treasure that's trash cause it ain't never gon last [Swoope] You say it's Louis on my two feet It's ooh ee when I'm through the streets The cuties say "cute sneaks" and them shoes sweet when the dudes speak Nothing under a hundred stutting on 'em mean nothing I'm frontin' but oh they love it I'm ahead of my class and passing Got a passion for flashing satisfactions and fashion Yeah homie I'm a tag popper Makin' you sick call a swag doctor These threads is concealing my flaws For I am fulfilled by applause I guess pride is my idol now What Imma do when these items go out of style? This ain't treasure it's trash I know this pleasure won't last I need that real [Chorus] You need something real baby that ain't never gon last That's just fool's gold that ain't treasure that's trash And I - I know it look nice I know it look nice But that's a rip off for that price That ain't treasure that's trash cause it ain't never gon I know it looks nice but that won't last [Andy Mineo] I can't front I like nice kicks and new clothes I like givin' old school records new flows I like money that I make when I do shows But when I abuse those they fool's gold Now now let me tell you what I mean I could make something good a God thing Turn all my wants into needs Holdin' on to perishing means as supreme It seems, people want pleasure for a season Instead of seeking the God who's eternally pleasing For some reason I thought that I wouldn't be lonely If I had women all on me I couldn't buy joy with the paper My good deeds never bought God's favor Find my currency faulty I'm so glad that the Christ came and bought me Livin' that [Chorus] You need something real baby that ain't never gon last That's just fool's gold that ain't treasure that's trash And I - I know it look nice I know it look nice But that's a rip off for that price That ain't treasure that's trash cause it ain't never gon last I know it looks nice but that won't last

Head Bussa

J. COLE "Truly Yours 2"
[Intro: J.Cole] Now do I roll up, get higher? Or po' up, get tired? Do I roll up, get higher? Or po' up, get tired? [Verse 1:] Okay, I'm back on a mission To pay my tuition Got loans out the ass What you know 'bout my past? I was so late for class Hit the probate, get trashed Fell asleep off the Henny Back in '08 I crashed With my foot on the gas Thank the Lord I'm still here No insurance so now I'm racin' home on first gear On that morn' I shed tears Asking what I'm doing here I should be rich, I'm sick, it's like I got the fuckin' flu in here But yet I'm just chillin' like I'm back on the yard My niggas say I'm the truth and when I rap they applaud That what was my Unsigned Hype like in the back of The Source It's like I'm tryna get the head, but she's just jackin' me off I needed more Had to earn stripes, no Adidas store Put my feet on floor Borrow money from mi amor Just to cop a microphone, the same one that put me on tour She held you down, now you out here fuckin' 'round [Hook: J. Cole] Now this is for my broke niggas, rich niggas (What?) Gold diggers, Crys sippers (What?) Cold nigga, flow sicker (What?) Muthafucka, I'm a fuckin' head bussa go Coming down on the strip liqour in the whip Parking lot pimp enough game to be sold Learn from me, fuck bitches, burn money Someone told me boy you got your whole life to get old But errthing that glitter ain't gold The grass ain't greener I've been told She told me, boy you want your cake and eat it too I said it's cake, that's what your supposed to do [Verse 2:] Ok my granny just died, but I'm too broke to go And she askin my fears but she too close to know Got trust issues I'm trying, where it come from? Don't know I just block out the pain, blow the fuck up get dough See I thought that would help me, it turns out it's worse now My girl want her first child, my label won't work out My mama don't see me unless I'm on tv, I pray she don't break down She strong but she need me They killed Saddam, now I wonder who's sane How you balance being Batman, Bruce Wayne? Old chick callin', but I'm onto new thangs She still a dime, but I always lose change Young Simba, went from bottom of the food chain to a few chains In a new Range She tellin' me so much has happened Would've thought you changed We ain't fuck in nine months it's safe to say I'm due man [Hook]

Is Anybody There?

JOHN HIATT "Slow Turning"
Well I'm out here on my own Followin' a star Asking on my knees, for some direction, please, And, God, you know that's hard Cause I'm such a stubborn man Lord, I'm stubborn as a mule Even though I struggle some, I believe a change will come And I hear you love a fool I see a road and a flash of lightning Let me tell you it's frightening CHORUS: Is anybody there? Oh, I need somebody tonight To care I'm feeling alone and it just don't seem right Is anybody there? Oh, I need somebody to be To know that I'm good enough for love To walk beside me And as a woman in this world Well you must have felt like this That a man might come along With another hard luck song And betray you with a kiss But would you reconsider me Though I know I've caused you pain I've taken vows with you I believe them to be true Now can we take a little rain? We could hit that road in a flash of lightning Maybe it won't be so frightening CHORUS TWICE I'm gonna keep on walking, baby

Indian Sunset

ELTON JOHN "Madman Across The Water"
As I awoke this evening with the smell of wood smoke clinging Like a gentle cobweb hanging upon a painted teepee Oh I went to see my chieftain with my warlance and my woman For he told us that the yellow moon would very soon be leaving This I can't believe I said, I can't believe our warlord's dead Oh he would not leave the chosen ones to the buzzards and the soldiers guns Oh great father of the Iroquois ever since I was young I've read the writing of the smoke and breast fed on the sound of drums I've learned to hurl the tomahawk and ride a painted pony wild To run the gauntlet of the Sioux, to make a chieftain's daughter mine And now you ask that I should watch The red man's race be slowly crushed What kind of words are these to hear From Yellow Dog whom white man fears I take only what is mine Lord, my pony, my squaw, and my child I can't stay to see you die along with my tribe's pride I go to search for the yellow moon and the fathers of our sons Where the red sun sinks in the hills of gold and the healing waters run Trampling down the prairie rose leaving hoof tracks in the sand Those who wish to follow me I welcome with my hands I heard from passing renegades Geronimo was dead He'd been laying down his weapons when they filled him full of lead Now there seems no reason why I should carry on In this land that once was my land I can't find a home It's lonely and it's quiet and the horse soldiers are coming And I think it's time I strung my bow and ceased my senseless running For soon I'll find the yellow moon along with my loved ones Where the buffaloes graze in clover fields without the sound of guns And the red sun sinks at last into the hills of gold And peace to this young warrior comes with a bullet hole

Back Through Time

ALESTORM "Back Through Time"
Captain, there be vikings off the starboard bow! Attack! 'Twas off some Caribbean shore, While on an epic quest. We came across a strange device! A mystic portal into another time. Where vikings ruled the land and sea! Such mighty treasure they did hold. We killed them all to steal their gold! [Chorus:] You put your faith in Odin and Thor! We put ours in cannons and whores! Your viking gods won't save you now, When the pirates strike from the starboard bow! Back through time, to fight the viking foe! Back through time, where our voyage must now go! Six hundred years into the the past, Our destiny is here at last! For infamy and plunder we will ride! Their ships were powerless against our cannon fire. We took no prisoners that day! (Yahaharr) The Vikings prayed for mercy, As we cut their throats! But their worthless gods did not hear their cries! [Chorus] [Solo] Such mighty treasure they did hold. We killed them all to steal their gold! [Chorus]

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