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B.J. THOMAS lyrics - Greatest Hits

Billy And Sue

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THIS IS A STORY ABOUT BILLY AND SUE THEY WERE AS IN LOVE AS WERE ANY TWO AND YET BILLY HAD TO DIE AND WHEN YOU HEAR THE REASON WHY YOU'LL HANG YOUR HEAD AND CRY BILLY AND SUE MET THE FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL AND EVER SINCED LIVED BY THE GOLDEN RULE BEACAUSE THEY'LL DO UNTO OTHERS WHAT YOU WOULD'NT WANT DONE TO YOU YOU'D HAVE TO BE A FOOL THIS MUTUAL AGREEMENT OF LOVE AND TRUST THEY WOULD TRAVEL THE ROAD TO MARRIAGE OR BUST AND WHEN BILLY WAS OLD ENOUGH TO TAKE A WIFE HE WAS OLD ENOUGH TO FIGHT FOR HIS COUNTRY AND HIS WAY OF LIFE SUES LETTERS CAME EVERY DAY STRENGHTENED HIS CAUSE THEY SHOWED HIM THE WAY TO FIGHT FOR HIS COUNTRY AND THE GIRL HE LOVED THATS A SOILDERS ONLY PAY BUT THEN BILLY HEARD NO MORE FROM SUE HE WAS WORRIED SICK BUT WHAT COULD HE DO THE BULLETS WERE SCREAMING AS HE HUGGED THE GROUND AND BACK HOME SUE WAS RUNNIN ROUND BILLY WAS GETTIN LESS AND LESS STRONG HIS HOPE HIS FATE WAS ALMOST GONE AND THEN LIKE A MIRACLE THE LETTER APPEARED BILLY TORE THE LETTER OPEN AND HE READ DEAR JOHN A LOOK CAME OVER BILLY THAT WOULD SCARE A GHOST FAMILIAR LOOK SEEN ON SOLDIERS COAST TO COAST AND EVEN THOUGH THE AIR WAS FILLED WITH LEAD BILLY JUMPED UP THEY SHOT HIM DEAD BILLY WAS BURIED IN A FAR AWAY GRAVE IT READ FOR HIS COUNTRY HIS LIFE HE GAVE BUT THAT EPITAPH WAS ONLY A PART HE DIDNT DIE FROM A BULLET BUT HE DIED FROM A BROKEN HEART

Billy

BAD RELIGION "No Control"
I can recall the warm youth of a summer day, yeah: The sweetest lemonade, the darkest game arcade, And Billy had a yearning in the corner of his mind. It moved him secretly. It moved him powerfully. But prescience was lacking and the present was not all And his aptitudes were carelessly wasted. And challenging life with the abandon of a fool, He squandered the hours of his day. Then darkness and disorder slapped him sharply in the face, yeah. It hit him like a friend, struck something deep within. He couldn't break the chain of slow decay that seemed to drag him Just like a fatal tie toward the other side. And Billy was a lunatic, just barking at the moon, And his brain was totally wasted. He then exchanged his friends for a needle and a spoon And he threw his future away. Bolt the door and throw away the key. Your dim reflection is all that you can see. So where is the justice when no one is at fault And a human life is tragically wasted How fragile is the flame that burns within us all To light each passing day

Each And Everyday

Jon And Vangelis
I read your letter I got it just the other day You seem so happy So funny how time melts away It's such a pleasure To see you growing And how you're sending your love Thru' the air today I think of Heaven Each time I see you walking there And as you're walking I think of children Everywhere It's in your star sign You growing stronger I can't believe you It's so good to care Thru' enchantment - into Sunlight Angels touched your eyes Your Highness - Electric - So Surprise Is this your first life It seems as tho' you have lived before You help me hold on You have a heart like an open door You sing so sweetly My Love adores you She does, she's thinking of you Right now, I know The summer's coming I'll keep in touch so you're not alone Then like a swallow, you'll fly away Like birds have flown So let me tell you How much I love you I'd make the songbirds sing For you again Well now it's goodnight Sweet angel, read this letter well

Untouchable

Maestro Fresh Wes "Symphony In Effect"
You won the fight so easily You won the fight so easily Is there a challenge out there for you right now? [Maestro Fresh Wes] Well Lyrically, I am untouchable Lately, I have put enough of bull From introduct right through appendix Saddle and straddle, like the late Hendrix First came Hays then came Rain Sucker MCs that play the same game Lame, name, they should be tame Bound, gagged, chained even slain Ripped and stripped, that's what I pray for This game, use your own brain Live and rising, but not surprising Whole of the other years and I'm Heisman Scheming, screaming, you're only dreaming Say my name in vain, you're blast semem Do you have an idea about your next opponent? Just take all comers [Maestro Fresh Wes] Just like Van Halen, I'm wailing scaling Easy said, but not failing, but bailing Schoolin', not fallen or foolin' I play in the after the class I'm just coolin' Stalking, not walking or talking to you Or your crew, say boo, I'm just rocking I'm roaming, not alone in my home On phone with a fly girl who's moaning, boning Bubbling, I ain't struggling, cuddling I'm so fly, homeboy that I'm juggling Rhyme by rhyme by rhyme I got lyrics Wes is so def, you left in hystrics Time, after time you will hear it Suckers don't jeer it, or come near it Full flex the Rhymasaurus Rex To be def like the Fresh, some will go break neck Becuase I'm wealthy, some will belt me come melt me Catch you on stage, so help one I'm a python, when the mic's on a fight on Write on, like a ninja know Tae Kwon Bitch-lips couldn't even talk shit or bust lips Swift kicks, but I'm only straight lyrics Day by day by day, I bust it my way Clowns around the town they hear what I say Take the rhymes I make and then face straight Time to take a break I let the beat play Ooh set 'em up I love these punch shots I love these punch shots Hit 'em clean. You can tell he's in pain I love these punch shots I love these punch shots Hit 'em clean. You can tell he's in pain Deep, deep down do you consider yourself indestructable? Without question, without question Deep, deep down do you consider yourself indestructable? [Maestro Fresh Wes] I am untouchable, here come a mouth full You ain't a Doberman Pincher, you're a Pitbull Last straw, get your plug off my drawers Withdraw, you got lockjaw Flywieght, you're late wait come get this straight Don't fuck around with great, you're jailbait Top notch, boy I'm a sasquatch In T-O I'm known as a warlock Breeding, not speeding or needing no coke But I'm still dope, the noise bleeding on stage I rock my rhymes and never talk shit My body's looking fine because I keep fit Clothes on all the time, no need for that shit I wanna rock my rhymes and watch the girls strip Bust it! And this fight is over approximently a minute and a half into round one... Do you have any idea about your next opponent? I don't know. I'll just take all comers And this fight is over approximently a minute and a half into round one... Gone, set 'em up [Maestro Fresh Wes] Upheaval, like Kinevel I'm evil Your rap is outdated not rated but feeble I'm an opium, you can't blow me yet I'm dopium No not a singer but a stinger like scorpion Kango and I'm raring to tango I'm to rap like art is to Van Gogh Yo man I am a Conan So no man can chill or hang Unless on my records you gang bang Maestro, my orchestra is the nitro LTD and the crowd loves my intro Billa, like Atilla I killa A mover of people, no sequel to Thriller Time to end this theme, know what I mean I burn my green, I put suckers on the guillotine But some feins still scheme for the means to touch the untouchable, yo that's a dream Gone, set 'em up Do you have any idea of your next opponent?

Meet The Parents

JAY-Z "The Blueprint 2: The Gift & The Curse"
Woo! Uhh, uhh It's 'The Gift & the Curse' Uhh, uhh yea First they love me then they hate me then they love me again .. they love me again Let's take a trip down.. I gotcha Let's take a trip down memory, lane at the cemetary Rain grey skies, seems at the end of every young black life is this line, 'Damn - him already Such a good kid,' got us pourin Henn' already Liquor to the curb for my, niggaz up above When it, cracks through the pavement that's my way of sendin love So, give Big a hug, tell Aa-liyah I said hi 'Til the next time I see her, on the other side He was just some thug that, caught some slugs And we loved him cause, in him we, saw some of us He walked like ussss, talked like ussss His back against the wall, nigga fought like us - damn Poor Isis, that's his momma name Momma ain't strong enough to raise no boy, what's his father name Shorty never knew him, though he had his blood in him Hot temper, momma said he act just like her husband Daddy never fucked with him, so the streets raised him Isis blamin herself, she wish she coulda saved him Damn near impossible, only men can raise men He was his own man, not even him can save him He put his faith in her, thirty-eight in his waist But when you live by the gun you die by the same fate End up, dead before thirty-eight and umm That's the life of us raised by winter, it's a cold world Old girl turned to coke, tried to smoke her pain away Isis, life just, ended on that rainy day When she got the news her boy body could be viewed down at the City Morgue, opened the drawer, saw him nude Her addiction grew, prescription drugs, shift and brew Angel dust, dipped in WOO! She slipped into, her own fantasy world Had herself pregnant by a different dude But reality bites and, this is her life He wasn't really her husband, though he called her wife It was just this night when, moon was full And the stars were just right, and the dress was real tight Had her soundin like Lisa Lisa - I wonder if I take you home will you still love me after this night Mike was the hardhead from the around the way that she wanted all her life, shit she wanted all the hype Used to hold on tight when he wheelied on the bike He was a Willie all her life he wasn't really the one to like It was a, dude named Shy who would really treat her right He wanted to run to the country to escape the city life But I-sis, like this, Broadway life She loved the Gucci sneakers, the red green and whites Hangin out the window when she first seen him fight She was so turned on that she had to shower twice How ironic it would, be some fight that turned into a homicide that'll alter their life See Mike at thirty-two was still on the scene Had a son fifteen that he never saw twice Sure he saw him as an infant, but he dissed on him like 'If that was my son, he would look much different. See I'm light-skinnded and that baby there's dark so it's, momma's baby; poppa's maybe.' Mike was still crazy out there runnin the streets (fuck niggaz want) Had an older but light with thirty-eight gun in his reach It's been fourteen years, him and Isis ain't speak He runnin around like life's a peach, 'til one day he approached this thug that, had a mean mug And it looked so familiar that he called him 'Young Cuz' Told him, get off the strip but the boy ain't budge (fuck you) Instead he pulled out a newer thirty-eight snub He clearly had the drop but the boy just paused (hold up) There was somethin in this man's face he knew he seen before It's like, lookin in the mirror seein hisself more mature And he took it as a sign from the almighty Lord You know what they say about he who hesitates in war (What's that) He who hesitates is lost He can't explain what he saw before his picture went blank The old man didn't think he just followed his instinct Six shots into his kid, out of the gun Niggaz be a father, you're killin your son Six shots into his kid, out of the gun Niggaz be a father, you killin your sons Meet the parents.. [echoes and slows down as it fades]

Something To Be Proud Of

MONTGOMERY GENTRY
There's a story that my daddy tells religiously Like clockwork every time he sees an opening In a conversation about the way things used to be Well I'd just roll my eyes and make a bee-line for the door But I'd always wind up starry-eyed, cross-legged on the floor Hanging on to every word Man, the things I heard It was harder times and longer days Five miles to school, uphill both ways We were cane switch raised, and dirt floor poor 'Course that was back before the war Yeah, your uncle and I made quite a pair Flying F-15's through hostile air He went down but they missed me by a hair He'd always stop right there and say... That's something to be proud of That's a life you can hang your hat on That's a chin held high as the tears fall down A gut sucked in, a chest stuck out Like a small town flag a-flyin' Or a newborn baby cryin' In the arms of the woman that you love That's something to be proud of So I'm graduatin' college, that was mama's dream But I was on my way to anywhere else when I turned 18 Cuz when you gotta fast car you think you've got everything I learned quick those GTO's don't run on faith I ended up broken down in some town north of L.A. Working maximum hours for minimum wage Well, I fell in love, next thing I know The babies came, the car got slow I sure do miss that old hot rod But you sure save gas in them foreign jobs Dad, I wonder if I ever let you down If you're ashamed how I turned out Well, he lowered his voice, then he raised his brow Said, lemme tell ya right now That's something to be proud of That's a life you can hang your hat on You don't need to make a million Just be thankful to be workin' If you're doing what you're able And putting food there on the table And providing for the family that you love That's something to be proud of And if all you ever really do is the best you can Well, you did it man That's something to be proud of That's a life you can hang your hat on That's a chin held high as the tears fall down A gut sucked in, a chest stuck out Like a small town flag a-flyin' Or a newborn baby cryin' In the arms of the woman that you love That's something to be proud of That's something to be proud of Yeah, that's something to be proud of That's something to be proud of Now that's something to be proud of

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