HELMET lyrics - Meantime

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Served up in the backyard Cooked too long on high Flying out the window Even dogs have passed them by Didn't know she was tied up Better fed than forced Time to meet the protagonist, boy He never showed remorse Choking on the one thing His tongue had gotten too fat A barely walking dead man Seemed to know where he was at Drive himself to the airport Getting out of here Overworking the small town The law couldn't get too near Come on smut You might've stayed

Mr. Chainsaw

ALKALINE TRIO "From Here To Infirmary"
When was it that you lost your youth or traded It for something more for them to use so jaded Why is it that you never said I love you more than just a friend I pray this gridlock never ends And when we get there just depends I found out recently that you are leaving For good I hope I softly tell my ceiling It's better now to be alive Sleeping is my 9 to 5 I'm having nightmares all the time Of running out of words that rhyme Everything that you could never say Would never matter anyway I took a hammer and two nails to my eardrums long ago Before that steak knife took my eyes I looked up to the sky For the last thing I would ever see For the last time I'd cry When was it that you sold your life or wasted Every bite of that small slice you never tasted I guess I should be one to talk There's nights that I can't even walk There's days I couldn't give a fuck And in between is where I'm stuck From blocks away I heard somebody screaming That small child inside of you that you left bleeding You stabbed him up not once but twice Cubicles will now suffice Some say it's the roll of the dice I think they're wrong I know I'm right Every breath that I could barely breathe Could barely make it past my teeth I took a blowtorch to both of my lungs a long long time ago Every step that i could take Every one more difficult to make Mr. Chainsaw came and took my legs a long, long time ago In case you're wondering I'm singing about growing up about giving in In case you're wondering we're singing about growing up About giving up and giving in

North Country Blues

JOAN BAEZ "Any Day Now"
Come gather 'round friends And I'll tell you a tale Of when the red iron pits ran plenty. But the cardboard filled windows And old men on the benches Tell you now that the whole town is empty. In the north end of town, My own children are grown But I was raised on the other. In the wee hours of youth, My mother took sick And I was brought up by my brother. The iron ore poured As the years passed the door, The drag lines an' the shovels they was a-humming. 'Til one day my brother Failed to come home The same as my father before him. Well a long winter's wait, From the window I watched. My friends they couldn't have been kinder. And my schooling was cut As I quit in the spring To marry John Thomas, a miner. Oh the years passed again And the givin' was good, With the lunch bucket filled every season. What with three babies born, The work was cut down To a half a day's shift with no reason. Then the shaft was soon shut And more work was cut, And the fire in the air, it felt frozen. 'Til a man come to speak And he said in one week That number eleven was closin'. They complained in the East, They are paying too high. They say that your ore ain't worth digging. That it's much cheaper down In the South American towns Where the miners work almost for nothing. So the mining gates locked And the red iron rotted And the room smelled heavy from drinking. Where the sad, silent song Made the hour twice as long As I waited for the sun to go sinking. I lived by the window As he talked to himself, This silence of tongues it was building. Then one morning's wake, The bed it was bare, And I's left alone with three children. The summer is gone, The ground's turning cold, The stores one by one they're a-foldin'. My children will go As soon as they grow. Well, there ain't nothing here now to hold them.

You Got To Me

JAMES MCMURTRY "Complicated Game"
To celebrate undying faith We're gathered here like drifted wrecks For a late September wedding October breathing down our necks And I knew this town in another time I knew this town a younger man With the world in my hip pocket And a subway token in my hand... You got to me And they got candle light and a reggae band Champagne by the bucket load Limos lined up down the curb To take us where we need to go And I need to go somewhere I've been To find the place I lost the trail Way back then, so long ago I don't suppose you even know you got to me Brought all this empty down on top of me You got to me We danced between the snowflakes falling Tripping on the cobblestones And the trolley tracks, we had it all then Christmas break, your room mates gone We stoked the fire and let it burn Til the embers glowed in the morning light Trust in the tangle of skin on skin I've not known quite that feeling since you got to me Brought all this empty' down on top of me I didn't know thar we were not to be But I know a thing or two now The wedding party's raging yet How the old and desperate misbehave The limo smells like cocaine sweat Cheap perfume and aftershave It's gotta be one of these row house doors I knew the number long ago I'll step out on the curb And tell the driver "just go on and go" And you got to me Brought all this empty down on top of me I didn't know know that we were not to be But I know a thing or two now The paper boy wants a smoke Leans his bike against a tree And he's tired and cold and broke And he don't know what to make of me Standing here in my three piece suit Standing here just like I am With my vest unbuttoned and my necktie loose Impervious to all abuse You got to me Brought all this empty down on top of me Off on a thousand dollar odyssey And I know a thing or two now

Ruff Ryders Anthem (Dj Clue Remix)

RUFF RYDERS
(Drag-On) This thing right here.. (yeah yeah) is for my peoples in the streets.. (ha hah) Swizz Beats (uh-huh) And this thing right here.. (Ruff Ryders) will get your ass off your feet (Remix! .. c'mon) They call me Drag-On, when it's time to bomb I burn em all, til they all say turn em off Cause these chips, I'ma run em all Chickenheads, know I, be the Colonel Cause I burn eternal, mixed wit the inferno So be careful, 'fore I burn you You better learn dude, yeah I heard you but I'ma hurt you, but you don't know? My versatile, is a virtue Ruff Ryders be the team, which means a lot cream, lot of schemes Lot of beams to make your stock drop, right on the seams Nigga here is too hot and too much for you to touch Better tell your man cause I'm too tough Indubitably, too dust Do you bust? Cause we do You need to ask the people, but quietly But they don't believe until they leave violently Is you buying this? Cause niggaz that purchased is under the dirt kid They call me Drag-On; I'm the youngest but get bonkers Collabo' wit my dogs from Yonkers but this Bronx bomber's spittin flame so you better wear your armor Flame on! Chorus: DMX (repeat 2x) My dogs gon' STOP, your dogs gon' DROP And then we gon' SHUT EM DOWN, OPEN UP SHOP First we had em like OHHH, now they like NOOO What baby?!! THAT'S HOW RUFF RYDERS ROLL (Jadakiss) When I pop up, I lock shop up, pull the drop up Park a block up, hit the alarm, put the top up Stash the 'dro in my sock then pull my sock up And keep the burner but if it's hot put my glock up You know what I'm about, slidin off get my cock sucked Or writin rhymes watching Scarface in the hot tub Whatchu wanna bet, when I pull it out if you don't shout that every bullet'll go in and out Who you know besides 'Kiss take the piss in the bottle of Crist' and then give it to a modelin bitch And you like your watch plain, I'ma flood mine Alligator bloodline trained to find coke and bite one time (Styles) Y'all niggaz ain't hearin me out, til I pop up appear in your house, clearin it out, holiday style Everybody actin violent and wild Snatch the wife silence the child, that's how we move Kill me my man kill you, that's how you lose I Ruff Ryde, I don't like to slide felt that I slipped Then the gun's only helpin the clip And the clip's only helpin my hand And like who the fuck is helpin your man? When I cock back and hop out the van Double R, get a job, play the shit in the car Hit a party start a fight at the bar, and snatch your R Sell your shit for some coke and get the fuck out of Dodge (ve) Guess you figured that my niggaz, flippers, pullin triggers News team crowd around, tryin to flick a picture Get witcha, this bitch from Illadelph marches quicker Nigga not makin sense better stay up off the liquor Blonde bombshell, car-a-mel, heavy spender Groups be sayin I'm they sister, hush ya mouth 'fore I hit ya Stickin in wiseguys, fake thugs, and bullshitters Take you for a ride, cover up your eye, then I get ya Used to be shy-er, now I'ma Ruff Ryder Big niggaz play me close, when they used to ride by her Snatchin up your figures, frontin, know you dig us Haters, screamin, 'Who that bitch?' (UHH, UHH) Mind your business nigga Chorus [DJ Clue * talking over chorus *] Yeah!! DJ Clue! The Professional! Part One C'mon! Mad shout out, Donnie Brascoe Big Skate, Duro.. CLUE! (MX) Uhh, uhh, uhh.. The X is gonna hit y'all niggaz hard, leave y'all niggaz scarred Fuckin with the Dog when you fuckin with the God Rip y'all niggaz off, faggot niggaz soft Remember me from up North, I had you scared to cough My name is ringin bells, in penitentiary cells I'm making thugs rebel, ain't hard to tell You never really wanted it, so the mic you jumped in front of it Outta sixteen shots I'ma hit, which one of you niggaz am I gonna get Thought you knew what I was gonna spit, this time with this rhyme but by the end of it, y'all niggaz is gon' be like, 'Yo X ripped it!' Did my thing as usual it's never gon' stop Them cats can't be for real, I got this shit locked! Is that a game or a joke? Say the name or get smoked Simple as that, simple as black, to the throat Hit em all up to the coat, now you losin your life (Grrrrrr) A dog is a dog for life!

Sweet Thing

KEITH URBAN "Defying Gravity"
When I picked you up for our first date baby Well, your pretty blue eyes, they were drivin' me crazy And the tiny little thought that was so amazing Is they were lookin at me. I held open the car door for you then you climbed Inside and slid on over To the other side.. I thought my, oh my.. Sweet thing The moon is high and the night is young Come on and meet me In the backyard under the cottonwood tree It's a good thing and I'm wishin C'mon sweet thing Won't you climb on out of your window While the world is sleepin Cause you know I need you And there's no way I'll be leavin Til we're kissing on the porch swing Oh my little sweet thing Yeah I know I'm gonna see you first thing tomorrow But I just couldn't wait so I had to borrow Uncle jake's mustang, its his favorite car And so I can't stay long.. Standin here feeling like a love struck romeo All I wanna do is hold you close and steal a little More time, is that such a crime? Sweet thing The moon is high and the night is young Come on and meet me In the backyard under the cottonwood tree It's a good thing and I'm wishin C'mon sweet thing Won't you climb on out of your window While the world is sleepin Cause you know I need you And there's no way I'll be leavin Til we're kissing on the porch swing Oh my little sweet thing Sweet thing, sweet thing.. Oh my sweet thing The moon is high and the night is young Come on and meet me In the backyard under the cottonwood tree It's a good thing and tell me I'm not dreamin C'mon sweet thing Won't you climb on out of your window While the world is sleepin Cause you know I need you And there's no way I'll be leavin Til we're kissing on the porch swing Oh my little sweet thing Oh cmon sweet thing, sweet thing, sweet thing.. Yeah, cmon now a little now.. Do do do do doo do do do do do do Oh my little sweet thing, yes you are Do do do do doo do do do do do do

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