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Asian Dub Foundation lyrics - Community Music

Officer Xx

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Canteen culture colouring the view From Hendon to Eltham, not following the clue Corruption instruction, the life blood of the blue The whole of the barrel is rotten and not just a few Evidence buried with a secret handshake Investigating officers on the double X take Lost records and notes, excuses half baked Screwed up A4 and this is no mistake Officer XX, it's time to liaise Let me introduce you to the brand new krays No mention of the gangster- 'Informer' is the phrase No communication in the 'In' and 'Out' trays MI5, them building up Combat 18? Nazi turnouts and the BNP in between? Running drugs for money for the loyalists? Macpherson, how come you missed the whole a this? Defective constable, what you gonna say? Suspending our belief and still on full pay Chief Condon is safe, what did you expect? Who's up next? Calling Officer XX! Spindoctors and editors engaged in a pact Information leaked out to cover up the facts Daily slackmail onto a nice little earner While another thousand cases still on the back burner Zero tolerance for Jack the Home Sec Running for cover 'cause him know we're after him neck Him a huff and him a puff Inna de name a de law When it come to the guilty him a man of Straw This shameful spectacle we can see clearly Conspiracy in practice Now not in theory Heard all of de report and looked over the whole a de text Time to step forward now Officer XX Defective constable, what you gonna say? Suspending our belief and still on full pay Chief Condon is safe, what did you expect? Who's up next? Calling Officer XX!

One Day

JAMELIA "Drama"
now baby just take the time to listen to me yeah i'm tired of you talking 'bout how you're gonna do your best to try and make it up to me now if you cna't see that i love you then you ain't looking my way if you don't know that i need you oh aby just take the time to listen to me yeah chorus one day you're gonna call my name and i wont come running maybe then you realise that i don't think you're worth my love you're gonna lose one day you're gonna call my name and i won't come running so don't act like you're surprised no more lies in all the tears i cried you schoulda seen it coming I konw we ain't lost the loving that we once had i know its there somewhere but what can i do when you acting like you just don't care (i still believe) you're the one for me and nobody else (you can't deny) you feel the same way oh baby just take the time to listento me yeah cas one day chorus : bridge tell me you'll make that change show me your love still stands it remains for me you've had time enough to show me all these things don't you dare think that i won't leave you with no-one by your side had a fool , long enough but she's gone and gotten tough and she won't come running 3

Carol

AL STEWART "Modern Times"
Sometimes it seems unimaginable That you were ever any other way With your white rose face and your orphan clothes Embroidered jeans and silver chains You're a well known face in all the hang-out places Where the lost souls congregate You sit all night, but you talk too fast I don't know what you're trying to say Oh Carol, I think it's time for running for cover, a-ha Believe me, you're everyone's and nobody's lover, a-ha You've got a one-way ticket for all your yesterdays I know your daddy said he'd talk to you But he never really found the time And your TV mother with her cocktail eyes Could never really reach your mind So you fixed your star to a passing dream And took a cocaine holiday Now the years flow round you in a muddy stream And you need another place to stay. Oh Carol, I think it's time for running for cover, a-ha Believe me, you're everyone's and nobody's lover, a-ha You've got a one-way ticket for all your yesterdays Reach down, silvery ship from the stars, I know you're there I know you'll understand me, you can take me anywhere I know you must be there Well, sometimes it seems impossible That the game could get that rough But the stage is set, the exit's barred And the make-up won't come off So you make your bow to the balcony You light another cigarette And the lights grow dim as the music starts And it's easy to forget Oh Carol, I think it's time for running for cover, a-ha Believe me, you're everyone's and nobody's lover, a-ha You've got a one-way ticket for all your yesterdays Reach down, silvery ship from the stars, I know you're there I know you'll understand me, you can take me anywhere I know you must be there

The Time Is Now

JOHN CENA "You Can't See Me"
[Chorus: John Cena] Your time is up, my time is now You can't see me, my time is now It's the franchise, boy I'm shinin' now You can't see me, my time is now! [John Cena] In case you forgot or fell off I'm still hot - knock your shell off My money stack fat plus I can't turn the swell off The franchise, doin' big bid'ness, I live this It's automatic I win this - oh you hear those horns, you finished A soldier, and I stay under you fightin' Plus I'm stormin' on you chumps like I'm thunder and lightning Ain't no way you breakin' me kid, I'm harder than nails Plus I keep it on lock, like I'm part of the jail I'm slaughtering stale, competition, I got the whole block wishing they could run with my division but they gone fishing - - with no bait, kid your boy hold weight I got my soul straight, I brush your mouth like Colgate In any weather I'm never better your boy's so hot you'll never catch me in the next man's sweater If they hate, let 'em hate, I drop ya whole clan Lay yo' ass down for the three second tan [Chorus] [Tha Trademarc] Yeah, uh It's gonna be what it's gonna be Five pounds of courage buddy, bass tint pants with a gold T Uh - it's a war dance and victory step A raw stance is a gift, when you insist it's my rep John Cena, Trademarc, you all are so-so And talk about the bread you make but don't know the recipe for dough though Aimin' guns in all your photos, that's a no-no When this pop, you'll liplock, your big talk's a blatant no-show See what happens when the ice age melt You see monetary status is not what matters, but it helps I rock a timepiece by Benny if any The same reason y'all could love me is the same reason y'all condemn me A man's measured by the way that he thinks Not clothing lines, ice links, leather and minks I spent 20 plus years seekin' knowledge of self So for now Marc Predka's livin' life for wealth [Chorus 2x]

WTF Collective 3

JON LAJOIE
Yo... MC confusing... WTF 3 mother fuckers. Got more hamstrings than a pile of wings 2012 - Bringing west wing DVDs to a blind date First on deck every day normal guy [everyday normal guy Everyday normal guy here to get the track started My average lyrics are between genius and retarded I drink tap water and watch all the CSIs I put my 30 dollar pants on on leg at a time Sleep 8 hours a night eat 3 meals a day I'm motherfucking content I got no reason to complain I have a roof over my head and I got clothes on my back My verse is done it wasn't great but hey it wasn't that bad [MC uses time machines irresponsibly] Yo I'm MC uses time machines irresponsibly Went back and found Jusad Iscariot in 33 AD Gave him 31 pieces of silver to rat out the wrong guy Then I planted monsanto seeds in dinosaur times Gave Bill Gates my iPhone in 1973 Then I travelled in time to the night that I was concieved Then I met up with my parents and we hung out all night Come to think of it they didn't have any alone time (NO) [MC nausious] MC Nausious up in this mother fucker I don't feel so hot shit I think that I am gonna [bluurg] Why'm I so sick, what I eat Cat food will make expired yogurt taste less like cheese (oh right) [MC cock blocks himself] MC cock blocks himself, hey girl what's up You so sexy we should probably hook up Crawl in a hot tub with a bottle of champagne By the way I have a girlfriend and I think I might have AIDS [MC necrophiliac] MC necrophiliac, where are my dead bodies at Crashing funerals just so that I can get a whiff of that Decomposing bodies are (they're[?]) my favourite aphrodesiac Flatlining gives me a pavlovian erection in my pants Turn-offs include breathing pulses and signs of life My turn ons are rigor mortis cold flesh and suicide If you're not stiff as a board I won't be stiff and I'll be bored Wait what do we have here? Looks like I'm about to score [Talking, Zombie chorus guy] Wait a minute... no! no!!! NO!!! [singing] -You have to be kidding me What the fuck is going on -This cannot be happening I don't wanna do this any more -This must be a bad dream Leave me alone -Why am I still singing? I mother fucking killed myself [MC gets sidetracked easily] Yo! MC gets sidetracked easily back in the heezy By heezy I mean house but not the show I think it's cheezy My favourite show is Dexter that guy is also in 6 feet- under my first experience with death I was just 16 My dog got run over by a truck and its head exploded Like Robert Patrick in Terminator 2 when he's frozen Its freezing in Iceland I was just there on holiday Hold on I think I got lost again what was I trying to say? [MC who couldn't speak in the present tense] I was MC who couldn't speak in the present tense I'm gonna have a lot of money and my dick was immense It would've been difficult, people assumed I was a retard I'll have a serious problem, communicating was hard [MC constipation] Yo I'm MC constipation It has been 3 days since My last bowell movement I'm starting to get impatient Spend hours on the toilet Yet nothing never comes out of it Intestines like polititions They're constantly full of shit I wish my bowell movements where a little more like my rhymes Always smooth and free-flowing It would save me a lot of time Push for hours with no result Not even a brown brussel sprout My shit's like a gay republican It's not planning on coming out [MC] Yo I'm MC invisible You can't see me The only rapper in this industry that can't be seen With the naked eye I won't lie It's hard to get a fanbase When image is everything And I litterally don't have a face [MC on the phone with Ted Danson] I'm MC on the phone with Ted Danson Keep it down Just skip to the next verse I'm on the phone with ted Danson Not now hold on ted I don't wanna be in this song anymore Leave me alone This is more important I'm on the phone with the guy who played Sam Malone [MC confusing] Yo MC confusing wrapping up the song Like a plasticine high fiving (high five and) a helicopter thong I got richochet highlitghts from the fleet fox's knife guy We out like a rice fightin' a vampire's wife's life [MC zombie chorus guy] -Maybe this isn't so bad Better than my last job -Taking it in the ass for cash 20 bucks a pop -Maybe things will turn around Being a zombie's pretty cool -Things couldn't get worse anyhow (get's tackled by MC necrophiliac) [Talking] [MC necrophiliac:] Yeah that's right uuhh. [undoing fly/zipper] Oh you're gonna get it you little dead bitch. [Chorus Guy:] No! No! Ahh! [getting raped] ow ow, I spoke to soon [MC WCSITPT:] UUGH! That used to be so gross! [MC Nausious:] It's just a guy having sex with a dead body. There's nothing (BLURG) [MC invisible:] Dude! you just puked all over me! [MC Nausious:] sorry [MC constipation:] That's a good idea, I should get an enema [MC cock-blocks himself:] Enemas, puke, guys having sex with dead bodies... you ready to go back to my place ([girl:] uugh (walks off)) What am I doing wrong? [MC fatigue: (wakes up)] Did I miss anything?

Running Man

AL STEWART "24 Carrots"
Before the phone hits the receiver You're halfway to the door The voice said 'get out while you can, There's just ten minutes, nothing more' Time only for the essentials Better gather them and run The false name inside the passport, The gold bars and the gun And once again they've come out of the past And though your mind is cool your heart is beating fast You've been through it all before Each time you wish a little more that you could ask What do you want from me? What do you need from me? There's no rest for the running man Why can't you let him be?' It's a long and twisting journey From the sweeping northern plains To the outcrops of the jungle Bowed beneath the tropic rains In the customs hall the officer Takes you to one side And his eyes reveal no feeling As you hand over the bribe And once again you've bought a little time And once again you're fading out of sight Still the fox is growing older As he calls over his shoulder to the night: What do you want from me? What do you need from me? There's no rest for the running man Why can't you let him be? Here, come over here Beneath a sympathetic moon We'll sit and talk over old times without a fear Another beer, from the cafes of the night The tumbling rhythms of guitars ring loud and clear One by one they've nailed the others But you always got away What it is that keeps you just that step ahead No one can say In one last raid the agents Of the dawn break down the door Of a house where you were standing Maybe just an hour before And still the thread continues to unwind You take the hidden roads that only you can find And should they come upon your tracks There's just a question hanging back you left behind What do you want from me? What do you need from me? No rest for the running man Why can't you let him be? What do you want from me? What do you need from me?

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