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DAVID LEE MURPHY lyrics - Out With A Bang

High Weeds And Rust

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(David Lee Murphy) There's a shutter hangin' from a window pane The paint's 'a crackin' from the sun and the rain I just quit carin' 'cause I'm all alone My woman left me in a broken home with High weeds and rust Up around my truck With a broken heart In an inch of dust Well I've seen it all Boom turn to bust And I'm bout to drown In high weeds and rust Well there's a tractor sittin' in an empty field I swore I wouldn't do nothin' 'til my heart had healed My friends say son get her off your mind But when the bank comes lookin' for me all they'll find is High weeds and rust Up around my truck With a broken heart In an inch of dust Well I've seen it all Boom turn to bust And I'm bout to drown In high weeds and rust Well black birds sittin' on the telephone line Watchin' me layin' around wastin' time Never thought I could sink so low I can't believe I just let it go to High weeds and rust Up around my truck With a broken heart In an inch of dust Well I've seen it all Boom turn to bust And I'm bout to drown

Diamonds & Rust

JOAN BAEZ "Diamonds & Rust"
Well I'll be damned Here comes your ghost again But that's not unusual It's just that the moon is full And you happened to call And here I sit Hand on the telephone Hearing a voice I'd known A couple of light years ago Heading straight for a fall As I remember your eyes Were bluer than robin's eggs My poetry was lousy you said Where are you calling from? A booth in the midwest Ten years ago I bought you some cufflinks You brought me something We both know what memories can bring They bring diamonds and rust Well you burst on the scene Already a legend The unwashed phenomenon The original vagabond You strayed into my arms And there you stayed Temporarily lost at sea The Madonna was yours for free Yes the girl on the half-shell Would keep you unharmed Now I see you standing With brown leaves falling around And snow in your hair Now you're smiling out the window Of that crummy hotel Over Washington Square Our breath comes out white clouds Mingles and hangs in the air Speaking strictly for me We both could have died then and there Now you're telling me You're not nostalgic Then give me another word for it You who are so good with words And at keeping things vague Because I need some of that vagueness now It's all come back too clearly Yes I loved you dearly And if you're offering me diamonds and rust I've already paid

Here We Are

JESUS CULTURE "Emerging Voices"
[VERSE 1:] The Lord our God is high and lifted up The glory of His Son shines upon us The banner of His love is over us The Lord our God is high and exalted [CHORUS:] Who has made the world turn Who has made the heavens shine at night Who has set my heart on fire [VERSE 2:] The Lord our God is high and lifted up The coming of His Kingdom upon us The promise of His fire is over us The Lord our God is high and exalted [BRIDGE:] All of the earth cries out for sons and daughters to be discovered Well, here we are Well, here we are Well, here we are [TAGS:] Here we are In Your presence, God Hallelujah, God [PRE-CHORUS 2:] Who has made the world turn Who has set my heart on fire [CHORUS 2] You have made the world turn You have made the heavens shine at night You have set my heart on fire

Sometimes It Be That Way

JEWEL "This Way"
Night with its shattered teeth Attempts to speak My pen is present but Courage left via the sink And I'm sorry I snuck up on you From behind I'm sorry not all My love letters did rhyme And I'm sorry that Jesus died for my sins And I swear to God It won't happen again And I'm sorry If it was my swerve that Tempted you to sway Oh well Sometimes it be that way And Romeo was A very nice man He said Jewel, I don't think You quite understand And I'm sorry if you had To explain it like this I'm sorry I was a point You were destined to miss And I'm sorry I spoke to you irreverently Down in the hollow By the old olive tree And I'm sorry If my heart breaking Ruined your day Oh well Sometimes It be that way I said Oh well, I got nothing Left to sell This love was a bell that Rang unheard in the air I was bound to find out That you didn't care Oh well Sometimes it be that way And Aphrodite with Her neon lamp Kissed Neptune They put her face On a stamp And I'm sorry I used it to mail A letter to you I'm sorry I'm glue and The rest bounces off of you And I'm sorry not even This jet's metal wings Could get across These simple things And I'm sorry If I ever sang Your name in vain Oh well Sometimes it be that way And Goldilocks Well she knew three bears They all ate oatmeal And tiptoed upstairs And I'm sorry I never got to Find you like this Sleeping like a baby And swaddled in bliss And I'm sorry for All the times I forgot to imply something In between the lines And I'm sorry If my heart breaking Ruined your day Oh well Sometimes it be that way I said Oh well, I got nothing Left to sell This love was a bell that Rang unheard in the air I was bound to find out That you didn't care Oh well Sometimes it be that way And shadow's long fingers They dance on the wall Electricity chases Its tail in the hall And I'm sorry If my arms to you Were just empty rooms I'm sorry I never could comfort you And I'm sorry St. Petersburg is A miserable town And I'm sorry If I am bringing you down And I'm sorry If I caused you pain Oh well Sometimes it be that way And flame licks the air With its silver tongue Night has many hands But I have just one And I'm sorry I walked in on you Unexpectedly I'm sorry I never served you Camomile tea And I'm sorry I didn't always have a match That could start A fire big enough For your heart to catch And I'm sorry If it was my swerve that Tempted you to sway Oh well Sometimes it be that way

Well All Rite Cha

METHOD MAN "Tical 2000 Judgementday"
(feat. Redman) [Method Man] Hydro... indo... (buddha!) Hah... cocoa... yo, ya-ya-yo! I need some brown weed (lady) all day I need some brown weed (jenny) I need some cut (lady, lady) Now these doors don't open, til after dark And it ain't til 12 til the party really starts (Yo, me and my crew had to be in by ten Right before the fun was about to begin) Yo yo, one bitten, jabberjaws, tryin to taste the paper written, kids be bullshittin, I see they flaws Too many rebels, not enough cause for me to pause Them broads love my shitty drawers, the finest criminal minded put my life behind it, you niggaz find it hard to swallow poison in the bottle, she too sexy So I gotta watch you fast bitches, too many tricks that can give a dick a bad sickness *coughing* [Redman] Yo, yo! Yo son excuse me (Yo) I'm tryin to earn a million buck or two The ill MC step in -- (and who the fuck are you) Doc start walkin bumpin M.O.P. To catch a nigga gettin gassed, puttin ten on three (Da Ruckus!) With the mic I blast men on sight So off the hook Atlantic Bell had to go on strike Doc did it, metaphors come AMG kitted 20/20 vision, comes tinted! From being so high.. (So high..) so high.. so high.. [Method Man] Air it out Iron Lung I be the street soldier, ante up Pull them panties up, party's over, in the cut slappin grudges offa niggaz shoulder, bringin ruck like them Wild-cats at Villanova, hot as fuck! Duke or sober, suave bowler, soul controller of the universe, stole-a, colder than cola Caps grab your hoodie hat, Island of Stat' keep them cats runnin for they gat, in stormy weather [Redman] Gats, right hook, uppercut swollen how I left your eye Stage dived, made a mistake, kicked F.O.I. Aiyyo hoe! Doc be keepin a dope show like Marilyn Manson the handgun be stashed in the panelling Jersey drop son, watch me whip it like midget Diggin in that whole plate and, piss on your picnic (Don't nobody move) Don't nobody start flinchin Limo driver, roll up the fuckin partition! [M] Who them niggaz that be rollin them thai, high as a kite Gettin pussy all nite (well all rite cha) yeah yeah [R] Well who them cats you can call on, when you wanna brawl (Get drunk as hell) and so on (well all rite cha) yo yo [R] Is Funk Doc up in the house (well all rite cha) yo yo [M] Hot Nix up in the house (well all rite cha) [R] Bricks to Stat' hold it down (well all rite cha) yo yo [M] Mad dick up in your mouth (hah, all nite cha) [Redman] Yo Tical's and Doc, did it before, I'll do it again Snatch spark to the ignition, I'm screwin it in (Aiyyo we out!) Six drop in ten seconds, what I'll be the first one on the floor at your, wedding reception B-Boys gather around and act p-noid Bring the Trouble T-Roy, to earlobes, keyloid (Terminator 2) Doc after Sarah Conn' for the barrel bonds (Am I on) Tical, you're on Uhh-uhh-on, uhh-uhh-on Uh uh-uh uh-uh, uh-uh-on [Method Man] Got these slim pickins on my Charles Dickens, I pack a mac to make your back stiffen, flip the script I act different The eyeball, keep your distance, warning y'all you don't listen Bitchin over shit you ain't gettin So finally, puttin in work, the big hurt MC, with a social disease, and get it first Enemies, feel my energies, four centuries of anger Remember me (The field nigga!) Too Ghetto Fabulous, RZA.. Sharp, and hazardous Figure, with bad habit, can't hold his liquor Speed like a millipede (Hot Nix-on) Contemplate the non-fiction on loose leaves Paragraphs, hundred degrees, my pen bleed (ha!) Showin you the pain I feel from holdin these black thoughts, deep rooted, nowadays they come with batteries included, in wicked ways [M] Who them niggaz that be rollin them thai, high as a kite Gettin pussy all nite (well all rite cha) yeah yeah [R] Well who them cats you can call on, when you wanna brawl (Get drunk as hell) and so on (well all rite cha) yo yo [R] Is Funk Diggy in the house (well all rite cha) yo yo [M] Meth Diggy no doubt! (well all rite cha) [R] Bricks to Stat' hold it down (well all rite cha) yo yo [M] Mad dick up in your mouth (all nite cha) cha, cha, cha, cha, cha, cha, cha, cha... [fades in and out before end]

Don't Let The Teardrops Rust Your Shining...

EVERYTHING BUT THE GIRL "Baby, The Stars Shine Bright"
Sorrow is a lonely road Where the rain like your tears Beats heavy on the roof above your head Tomorrow is a lovers' town That's been beaten down And the hands of winter holds the life we've led Instead of drowning in despair For I find small comfort in a bottle When we're apart Don't let the teardrops rust your shining heart I used to drive all night for you While the children were asleep And as the dawn broke on your room Back into my house I'd creep Where my husband slept alone Of course he must have known But we always hide the truth For fear of losing what we own So don't forget the words that we choose And constantly misuse They were written down every time we were apart Don't let your teardrops rust your shining heart

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