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Charmless Man

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I met him in a crowded room Where people go to drink away their gloom He sat me down and so began The story of a charmless man Educated the expensive way He knows his claret from a beaujolais I think he'd like to have been Ronnie Kray But then nature didn't make him that way He thinks his educated airs those family shares Will protect him, that you will respect him He moves in circles of friends who just pretend that they like him He does the same to them and when you put it all together There's the model of a charmless man He knows the swingers and their cavalry Says he can get in anywhere for free I began to go a little cross eyed And from this charmless man I just had to hide He talks at speed he gets nose bleeds He doesn't see his days are tumbling down upon him Yet he tries so hard to please he's just so keen for you to listen But no-one is listening and when you put it all together There's the model of a charmless man He thinks his educated airs, those family shares Will protect him, that you will respect him Yet he tries so hard to please he's just so keen for you to listen But no-one is listening and when you put it all together There's the model of a charmless man

Same Cry

JIN "The Rest Is History"
We May Look Different But We See The Same Sky We may see different But we cry the same cry To wake up daily, And sleep better nights, Thats what we all wish for to seek a better life, right? It's unfortunate, when tragedys strike, But the truth is reality bites, June 4th 89, a day residents fear Now known as The Massacre At Tiananmen Square The day I turned seven they were mourning and grieving Thousands of innocents die for what they believed in Come with nothing but heart and a point to prove Stood infront of tanks and refused to move What Would You Do? Run or stand still whens your lifes on the line To test a mans will Seeking change and they found but in death Strangers yet they were my blood and flesh This happened in China, But you ain't gotta be asian to relate To the struggle, pain and hard aches [Chorus:] You'll never know, You'll never get it, There is no choice, We can't forget it We look up We see the same sky We look up We cry the very same cry See, I'm a grown man It hurts when I turn on the news And see thats going on in my homeland This SARS epidemic, could've been lives Could've stand for Should Asians Really Survive They'll try anything to break your family apart Politics could break down the manliest heart Can the child within my heart rise above If theres a billion of us I shouldn't have to look for love Overpopulation, but damn just to meet the needs Its illegal to have more than one seed How can you dictate birth regardless the women And the parents they make the hardest decisions Sons keep their family names so thats not an option Imagine having to put your daughter up for adoption And even though its beyond your control Keep your head up heres a sond for your soul [Chorus] If you don't know where you came from You can't get the way your trying to go Theres ain't denying so, its true I got some big shoes to fill But If I don't lead the movement, then who will Stuck between a rock and a hard place Thinking about the refugees that went to see god's place 16,000 miles across the ocean tides Some died, some got lucky and survived I wouldn't call it luck, they reached their destination Modern day slavery without the plantation Them sneakers on your feet cost $100 a pop My peoples making 15 cents a day in sweatshops To make them kicks, so you can look good. Think we open restaurants cause we cook good? Hell No, we ain't got no choice I gotta speak up, without me my people have no voice [Chorus x2]

Punk Is Dead

Crass
Your tactile eyes running over glossy paper Printed on with tactile lies of glaze and gauze They say forget yourself, adorn with this disguise This womanhood of smooth and tampered whores Let me warn you of their cold sensitivity They'll have you gathered in a trap of glass Is your reflection all the you will recognise? That cruel lie will stare you in the face Wrapped up in a haze and flow of bridal gown They tell your lover he must hold a gun You're the pornographic reassurance he's a man They deal with flesh, incarcerate with rags Red lips, shimmer-silk and body-bags Hairless legs against the blistered napalm burn I want to rape the substance of your downy hair In that mist a gutted child fights for air Against the fragile, mashed and sweaty wound Your facile beauty has an outrageous sound Like a glamour billboard on a battlefield At least the blood red poppy was of natures will That flower perfecting by the barbed wire fence Must be insulted by your scented poor pretence Just as I, who finds it hard to touch you now You traumatise my love with needle doubts I want so gently to remove your mask It's hard enough to find water here In this barrenness of dishonesty and fear Without you accepting poison in a pretty pill Your bondages of silk robes and lace Are the bandages on a bullet punctured corpse The layers of precious imitation worn Are the layers of history that suffocates the unborn

Less Than Zero

ELVIS COSTELLO "My Aim Is True"
calling mister oswalkd with the swastika tatoo there is a vacancy waiting in the english voodoo varving 'v' for vandal on the guilty boy's head when he's had enough maybe you can take him to bed to teach him he's alive 'fore he wishes he was dead turn up the TV no one listening will suspect even your mother won't detect it so your father won't know they think that i've got no respect but everything means less than zero hey oooh hey hey oooh hey oswald and his sister are doing it again they've got the finest home movies that you have ever seen they've got a thousand variations: every service with a smile they're gonna take a little break and they'll be back after a while well i hear that south america is coming into style turn up the TV no one listening will suspect even your mother won't detect it so your father won't know they think that i've got no respect but everything means less than zero hey oooh hey hey oooh hey a pistol was still smokin', a man lay on the floor mister oswald said he had an understanding with the law he said he'd hear about a couple in the USA he said they'd traded thier baby for a chevrolet let's talk about the future now we've put the past away turn up the TV no one listening will suspect even your mother won't detect it so your father won't know they think that i've got no respect but everything means less than zero hey oooh hey hey oooh hey

Family Tree

Belle Sebastian "Fold Your Hands Child, You Walk Like A Peasant"
I've been feeling down I've been looking round the town For somebody just like me But the only ones I see Are the dummies in the window They spend their money on clothes It saddens me to think That the only ones I see are mannequins Looking stupid, being used and being thin And I don't know why I hang around with them The way they act, I'd rather be fat than be confused The way they act, I'd rather be fat than be confused Than be me in a cage With a bottle of rage And a family like the mafia I've been feeling blue And I don't know what to do And I never get a thrill And they threw me out of school 'Cause I swore at all the teachers Because they never teach us A thing I want to know We do Chemistry, Biology and Maths I want Poetry and Music and some laughs And I don't think it's an awful lot to ask So won't you please get up off your knees, and let me go So won't you please get up off your knees, and let me go Cause I'm here in a cage With a bottle of rage And a family like the mafia If my family tree goes back to the Romans Then I will change my name to Jones If my family tree goes back to Napolean Then I will change my name to Smith If my family tree goes back to the Romans Then I will change my name to Jones If you're looking at me to be an accountant Then you will look but you will never see If you're looking at me to start having babies Then you can wish because I'm not here to fool around You can wish because I'm not here to fool around You can wish because I'm not here to fool around 11) There is too much love ยก@ I could hang about and burn my fingers I've been hanging out here waiting for something to start You think I'm faultless to a 't' My manner set impeccably But underneath I am the same as you I could dance all night like I'm a soul boy But I know I'd rather drag myself across the dance floor I feel like dancing on my own Where no one knows me, and where I Can cause offence just by the way I look And when I come to blows When I am numbering my foes Just hope that you are on my side my dear But it's best to finish as it started With my face head down just staring at the brown formica It's safer not to look around I can't hide my feelings from you now There's too much love to go around these days You say I've got another face That's not a fault of mine these days I'm honest, brutal and afraid of you

Redstorm's Domestic Lesson (Interlude)

SYLEENA JOHNSON "Chapter 4: Labor Pains"
And the saga continues, Another domestic lesson Open yo minds people & check it! Cuz its a straight up blessing Now, for those that it applies to, I think you've been lied to Believing that a real woman's place is behind you So you commence to beating her and treating her like some kind of creature Disregarding the words of the Most Highest teacher Your duty is to preserve her Homie Not hurt her Deal with her from her neck up! And not her naval down! And show your God you deserve her! You gotta understand a real woman's worth The same one who give birth to Nations Is the same one you hurt Well, she wuz meant to be your heaven on earth She, the one who suffered through your every bid While you wuz locked up, Man she struggled with yo kids! Depressed and stressed out and mentally abused! When all you wanted wuz pictures of her half-nude! Yeah. . . that shows where yo mind is at Society feeds yo sex drive to keep yo thoughts like that No wonder, they talking about "In-de-pend-ent Women" They don't wanna mess with us no more Based on the way we living Man! Out all night hanging, slanging, Risking yo life out there gangbanging Leaving yo lady twisted, missing her man Yo kids, they're government-assisted, Out there bad While you wind up behind bars, Their lives become scarred Reduce to the embarrassment of linked cards And wishing on stars Now yo girl's spirit is straight up scarred Once a real woman gives up on her man, The serpent is worn out on God's original plan Cuz we wuz meant to be a pair To secure reproduction But if you aint there to stand on yo function Yo seed is wide open to a world of corruption So stop trippin and get on yo buziness! Locate the message that You need and LISTEN! LISTEN! Try to find life before You killed in these streets Cuz if the game don't do it This system will (this system will, this system will) LISTEN!!

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