G.B.H. lyrics - City Baby's Revenge

High Octane Fuel

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I've got a turbocharger, on my car, without that power .. we wouldn't get far. Let me take you back to when power first began, rubbing sticks together can't be a lot of fun. High octane fuel .. I've got fuel injection, on my Cadillac, when I push that button, I ain't coming back. I've got a rocket booster, on my saloon. If we waste power, we'll run out soon. I've got solar panels to keep me warm, and a nuclear warhead, to fry you all.

In The Lowlands

CROWDED HOUSE "Temple Of Low Men"
Oh hell trouble is coming Out here in panic and alarm Black shapes gather in the distance Looks like it won't take long The first drops land on the window The first sign that there's something wrong Light rain and a head full of thunder Which way, which way Two days till I get to you I'll be late if I ever get through Where I go there'll be no kind welcome Coming down upon me Time will keep me warm Feel my face Now the insects swarm In the lowlands Fear will take the place of desire And we will fan the flames on high Try for heavens sake The sky fell underneath a blanket The sun sank as the miles went by Sit back with your head on the pillow When you remember it makes you cry Ghost cars on the freeway Like friends that you thought you had One by one they are disappearing Time will keep me warm Feel my face Now the insects swarm In the lowlands Fear will take the place of desire And we will fan the flames on high


CRUCIAL CONFLICT "Good Side, Bad Side"
[hook: repeat 2X] Keep on taking me high, so high If they say we fly, we fly (Who dat?) Flict' and Do or Die (Who dat?) Coming from the Chi Bring in the bidness, shut em' down cause their raw Making you feel this, two of the realest crews Laying the rules, do you wanna get chewed up? Shut em' down, one round, when we cruise up Don't pop, one two, combination get a swift violation Put it on my nation, hit em' high, low, murderistic flow We can throw down, in the middle we clown To all my homies locked down, you know I got the clip I'm a pop 'em and drop 'em with two shot Just sippin' and dippin', are you slippin' and trippin'? Motherfucker we don't care who dropped on who block You gotta ride on, you'd better say what motherfucking side you on Never know what the Flict' and Do or Die be on 85 MPH Finna' break all them fakes, in your face, demonstrate Suckers never knew we ever get together on you tricks Chop it like dope, take another year, better step back coming like lunatics A.K the dope with the scope And any motherfucker run up will get smoked And any motherfuckers run up will get choked Coming from the hood and we ain't no joke [hook] True representation coming from the Chi, plenty much to deal with Tell me could you feel this realness, feel the illness (?) the world on the business, we live for thrillness We still could steal this, let 'em really get to know the deal in this game When you push up the price on your name, cause people cause the rain Trying to get your message, just live off your vein Keep blowing, flowing, glowing, now your soaring like a airplane Flying through the sky Steady keep on pimpin' and we thinking were Do or Die Keep em' hot and horny and the canist they want a ride If they say we high, we high They say your bogus, you got the locusts Can't hardly keep my focus, mentally I be the dopest nigga Nigga been sippin' cypher with my six shot rifle Tonights the night I take flight, I keep it hot like vipers so fly I'm knowing your thinking were too zoned out, too blowed in the Mo' gone But your all wrong, all we do is fly We show floating on, still strollin' on, keep it strokin' on From the home of the C-H-I-C-A-G-O Do or Die and Crucial on the airplane Represent for the same thang, running that we claim, the bounce bang Ring slang to the picture, should I wreck shop? Airplane on the get up, what You can't stop what you can't get up to touch You wanna be down, be down where we stay up Droppin' bombs bout' to blow up Sure 'nuff it's a hold up on the airways You're dazed, in the phase, gonna craze, got you crazed Fly swayed cache, air tight take a flight off hay On a comeup like airplanes [hook] Westside hoodlum with spit shine toys, rhinestone playboy from Illinois Chi' tiller, raw dealer niller, thuggin' posse like thriller, pop milli's Push poles like Godzilla, still a villa filler gorilla Check your mouth cause you know I'm 'bout scriller Real motherfucker from the Chi, I'm a killer For realer, gotta set a pound like a pillar D double O-R-D-IE iller Crucial Conflict, we be riding high, Do or Die keep your head to the sky Belo-Zero gotta get me by, keep on getting me high, so high Hiding in the house, P.D., like a fresh little momma I'm a (?) like Piranah's, have em' harm you Screaming, stealth bomber your honor Yea, Do or Die and this Crucial Conflict's Trying to accomplish in all this here drama KILO! What it be like BELO, let em' know our steelo on the D-low We getting so high worldwide universaly where we go Really though want the dough niggeroe I Double A in the air when I fly B-E-L-O and the Flict' I be gettin' high, gettin' high gettin' high Gonna take you on an airplane ride [hook]

Atomic Myopia

Three Mile Island, Chernobyl Tip of the iceberg Capitalism and Communism alike Sacrifice the environment health of the people is destroyed to amass power and profits for the few privileged Nuclear power, nuclear weapons inextricably linked man's perceived mastery over nature perceived mastery over his foes Waste and nuclear subs poisoning the seas cancer and pollution thousand year legacy From Chernobyl to Puerto Rico Unsafe reactors stand silently killing Leaking deadly radiation So called cold war is over Military industrial complex still reigns Still our money pays For reactors and planes oil companies still blocking research into alternative energies forcing our dependence on nuclear and fossil fuels No more nuclear power No more nuclear waste No more nuclear weapons No more nuclear death

I Am The Sun

P.J. Olsson "Words For Living"
I can't handle these Hollywood kids With their faces right and their stomachs tight Money in the pocket of Mr. Decisions and That man has his own sideburn agenda I'm not down with his plan It's hot in the Beverly sun Want the truth told for everyone Oh for everyone I know You and I both know Love is everywhere you go It's hard to keep it down when you're around Troubles come as passion As we figure an umbrella For a rain that's coming Up from beneath the bed I am the sun I am the sun Hug, hug and warm everyone I am the sun I am the sun That man behind me I think he's a serial killer As he drives on by, by Video replaced that liquor store And the schools are never gentrified Everytime she rumbles Wait for the whole thing to come on down You and I both know that Love is everywhere you go It's hard to keep it down when you're around Troubles come as passion As we figure an umbrella For a rain that's coming Up from beneath the bed From underneath the bed I am the sun I am the sun Hug, hug and warm everyone I am the sun I am the sun Toe tag busted Realization thrusted Karma calling, country's falling TV make me cry I am the sun I am the sun Hug, hug and warm everyone I am the sun I am the sun Graham cracker fever eating Healthy while unwealthy Keying in on the hundred spare I don't dare to take it on

Roll Me Away

BOB SEGER "The Distance"
Words and Music by Bob Seger Took a look down a westbound road, right away I made my choice Headed out to my big two-wheeler, I was tired of my own voice Took a bead on the northern plains and just rolled that power on Twelve hours out of Mackinaw City stopped in a bar to have a brew Met a girl and we had a few drinks and I told her what I'd decided to do She looked out the window a long long moment then she looked into my eyes She didn't have to say a thing, I knew what she was thinkin' Roll, roll me away, won't you roll me away tonight I too am lost, I feel double-crossed and I'm sick of what's wrong and what's right We never even said a word, we just walked out and got on that bike And we rolled And we rolled clean out of sight We rolled across the high plains Deep into the mountains Felt so good to me Finally feelin' free Somewhere along a high road The air began to turn cold She said she missed her home I headed on alone Stood alone on a mountain top, starin' out at the Great Divide I could go east, I could go west, it was all up to me to decide Just then I saw a young hawk flyin' and my soul began to rise And pretty soon My heart was singin' Roll, roll me away, I'm gonna roll me away tonight Gotta keep rollin, gotta keep ridin', keep searchin' till I find what's right And as the sunset faded I spoke to the faintest first starlight And I said next time Next time We'll get it right

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