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ELTON JOHN lyrics - Don't Shoot Me (I'm Only The Piano Player)

High Flying Bird

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Music by Elton John Available on the album Don't Shoot Me I'm Only The Piano Player You wore a little cross of gold around your neck I saw it as you flew between my reason Like a raven in the night time when you left I wear a chain upon my wrist that bears no name You touched it and you wore it And you kept it in your pillow all the same My high-flying bird has flown from out my arms I thought myself her keeper She thought I meant her harm She thought I was the archer A weather man of words But I could never shoot down My high-flying bird The white walls of your dressing room are stained in scarlet red You bled upon the cold stone like a young man In the foreign field of death Wouldn't it be wonderful is all I heard you say You never closed your eyes at night and learned to love daylight Instead you moved away

Storms And Mutiny

Magellan "Impending Ascension"
Crossing the line of demarcation They took a passage to the west Dead reckoning they doubled back Into the north they anchored for bad weather San Martin and Magellan almost lost sight of the flagship The Santiago and Victoria led No sign of land altered the course Why not return for winter? No violation of direct royal orders The men, the officers, all cried return No captains that had discipline- rode the high seas in storms and mutiny (with the enemy) Desperately they sought a haven in an age of discovery... Extra precautions, setting anchor as they did Terrified, the crews made pledges back to Spain for pilgrimage Lighting fires at night to signal shipmates-at last deliverance from the fury of this godforsaken place they named the bay of travail - Ride the high seas in storms and mutiny (with the enemy) Desperately they sought a haven in an age of discovery... Genius or madman? So elusive were the straits Battered were the ships and men A stop for repairs in St. Julian The crew wanted to know the route they'd begun despite stirring exhortations for loyalty from Magellan Onboard Concepcion there was mutiny in demand And they moved to take the fleet at night with the knowledge there was blood on their hands But the tables turned-the remaining crew blocked the exit to the sea A sudden advantage for the general using ruthless strategy... Target chosen shrewdly of three vessels controlled by the mutineers High numbers of neutral foreigners on Victoria would not rise up against him. Pulling hard against an ebb Rebellion muted the message read: No mistreatment, I'll do what's right No heavy hand will rule the night On the mainmast high, we'll raise his flag court martial pending on Trinidad Condemned to death were forty more Mendoza quartered upon the shore Poetic justice coming swift and severe But how could he lose so many men? Commute the sentence for the sin Confined to quarters and distasteful labor Convicted conspirators fallen in his disfavor Philosophers and scholars began to challenge The true dimensions of the earth (new evidence uncovered) Finding the straits Magellan died triumphant but no vindication came in time No statesman, no royalty- Rode the high seas in storms and mutiny (with the enemy) Desperately they sailed the globe in a voyage of treachery Circumnavigation returning Victoria with twenty-one Determined by storms and mutiny he conquered the sea Though honor followed, a witness he would not be......

In A Real Love

PHIL VASSAR
I was 18 making minimum wage Had a letterman's jacket and a chevrolet Thought I was cool Yea, and I ruled the school You were cumlada with the strawberry lips Had the whole world danglin' at your fingertips Your senior year, I was your daddy's worst fear We ran off on graduation night Thought a couple of left-hand rings would make everything alright Chorus: Oo with a little bita live, little bita learn, little bita watchin' a few more candles burn and Finding out what life was Oo with a little bita fuss, little bita fight, littel bita kiss and makin' up all night and one day waking up Oh in a real love I was 22 working double overtime I was spending dollars and making dimes we were overdrawn, yea and barely hanging on Then one night you came to me with tears in your eyes and an EPT and said 'Guess what? Yea baby ready or not' I smiled but I was scared to death How am I gonna havea kid when I'm still a kid myself? (CHORUS)

Cathedral

Crosby, Still, Nash Young
Six o' clock In the morning, I feel pretty good So I dropped into the luxury of the Lords Fighting dragons and crossing swords With the people against the hordes Who came to conquer. Seven o'clock In the morning, here it comes I taste the warning and I am so amazed I'm here today, seeing things so clear this way In the car and on my way To Stonehenge. I'm flying in Winchester cathedral Sunlight pouring through the break of day. Stumbled through the door and into the chamber; There's a lady setting flowers on a table covered lace And a cleaner in the distance finds a cobweb on a face And a feeling deep inside of me tells me This can't be the place I'm flying in Winchester cathedral. All religion has to have its day Expressions on the face of the Saviour Made me say I can't stay. Open up the gates of the church and let me out of here! Too many people have lied in the name of Christ For anyone to heed the call. So many people have died in the name of Christ That I can't believe it all. And now I'm standing on the grave of a soldier that died in 1799 And the day he died it was a birthday And I noticed it was mine. And my head didn't know just who I was And I went spinning back in time. And I am high upon the altar High upon the altar, high. I'm flying in Winchester cathedral, It's hard enough to drink the wine. The air inside just hangs in delusion, But given time, I'll be fine.

I Know

NO QUESTION "No Question (Ruffnation)"
I Know You say the only man in your life, that's me Who pays your bills and give you money, that's me When you need your hair done, who do you come see Been coming home late every night, around 3 I'm just trying to figure out, where do you be We ain't been making love This don't seem right to me cuz baby 1 - I know, all about your late night creep I know, the guy up in the club that your seeing I know, you ain't been out with your crew Cuz they've been ringing my phone for you I know, all about your late night creep I know, the hotel that you're in with him I know, you ain't been out with your crew Cuz they've been ringing my phone for you I know Don't try to say a word or try to explain Don't try to tell me you won't do it again I don't wanna even try Baby you know I'm through Leave the keys to the house and the car, I'm done Can't believe I thought I was your only one I don't wanna see you again Get out, you're dismissed cuz I don't want you Repeat 1 If luck appears You insists on playing games I know that you can just be for the fame I didn't see it coming so why the pain (Why) I thought that you would never fly So how you make me think I was your only guy I'm not a fool Now my eyes are open wide 2 - I know about the guys and the late night creeps And how you did your thing in between the sheets They talk about you around town And how you been messing around I know about your girls and the whole damn crew The guy that you took for a rendezvous I thought your heart was true And now I'm not messin' with you Repeat 1 Repeat 1 Repeat 2 I know

World Takeover

JOE BUDDEN "Mood Muzik 2: Can It Get Any Worse?"
[Joe Budden] Whoever thought that, taking over the world would take longer than 3 years I know I didn't shit Matter of fact it ain't, it ain't been 3 years yet Well the takeover is coming I know you hear 'em coming It feel like '03 yet? You in that mood yet?!?! I just like sayin that shit That shit just sound good Jersey! The king of New Jersey World Takeover You got some wanna shoot 'em on site then there's some wanna [scratches] Some wanna shoot 'em on site [scratches] Some, some wanna shoot 'em on site [scratches] Some Some wanna shoot 'em on site then there's some wanna shank me Put him out to dry, you got some wanna hang me Then I pissed 'em off, or made some of 'em angry All I did for this hood I THOUGHT niggaz would thank me And I could give a fuck bout where none of you rank me Him, him, them, son none of 'em ain't me I worked hard to get here, now that I got here They want me gone, they tryna treat Joe like a Yankee [gun shots] (Is this what you want?!) Some wanna shoot 'em on site then there's some wanna shank me Put him out to dry, you got some wanna hang me Then I pissed 'em off, or made some of 'em angry All I did for this hood I THOUGHT niggaz would thank me And I could give a fuck bout where none of you rank me Him, him, them, son none of 'em ain't me I worked hard to get here, now that I got here They want me gone, they tryna treat Joe like a Yankee Mic check 1,2 I say what I mean, I mean what I say what I feel Do whatever I want to Got into something you can't undo I piss in whatever subway your train of thought gotta run through I'm by my lonely, so I might let the hawk show Any block, I double-park, get out and walk slow And nowadays niggaz like listenin to bullshit, its obvious Even Tyra got a talk show Left the Sidekick home, took the old school pager I wanna believe there's no such thing as a hater Do something for somebody, they expect something in return Now there's no such thing as a favor Soon as I stop smoking, blunts come out in flavors I think of New Orleans when I step out in gators (talk to 'em) Some dudes starving, their ribs just keep touchin My shoulder nicknamed me Chicago, I keep brushing E'ry nationwide artist ain't national Rappers appear to be dicks that really vaginal E'ry Capo out there ain't seeing capital And everybody's rationale really ain't rational (oh!) So when I'm toting the 5 I rep Willy's and Jers, I don't need to be on Ocean Drive See the white tee wit my cig lit I'm Larry Brown, New York is fucked up so they signed me to fix shit When beef come I'm never tryna find me a biscuit Late night I'm never tryna find me a quick trick Call me I'll tell you how stupid a bitch get I know they every move, see me on that kid shit They wanna bring harm to you Front like they really got a bond with you Like 'member I went to the prom with you (nah!) Fuck dude got not choice but to bong at you Mans ain't gorilla, so better have King Kong with you He's bitch see the lypo on him Caravan might ride slow on him, mu'fucker I might let this lil red light glow on him Hope he walk round wit Geico on him, mu'fucker Look, pardon you fags, Yea I heard part of your raps It's all wack, how you start to get gassed And this rap shit is like reality TV It's totally different from what it's marketed as Know the game's fucked up, no I can't call it quits Can't knock me down, and I won't fall and trip I gotta just milk this shit for all it gives No chain on but 10 mortgages So naw fam, don't wanna talk or just chit-chat Fell down liftin the pound just from the kick back Dudes got a problem wit me, just a snitch that Ask anybody, I'm the wrong one to get at Get that? She so stupid, I'ma get her talk some of that good phone sex shit we be doin Aight, take me from the mu'fuckin tippity

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