JAMES OTTO lyrics - Days Of Our Lives

Sunday Morning And Saturday Night

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My ol' man was a contradiction A real hard man to figure He'd read the King James Bible While sippin' on corn liquor He'd get drunk, and he'd get to preachin' Right out on the porch Alternatin' between cussin' and a prayin' Spittin' and a praisin' the Lord No doubt about it He was a man of both extremes He had his share of demons But on Jesus he would lean [Chorus:] He'd say, "Fly high like the angels Run wild like the devil We're all tryin' to find the middle Between saint and sinner, wrong and right Sunday morning and saturday night." Well, I have sung "Amazing Grace," hymnal in my hand Played "Stairway To Heaven" in a three piece pick up band I know the straight and narrow is the path that I should take But out here in the fast lane, you tend to get a little sideways I still hear him preachin' Slurrin' his words a bit Sayin' the thing about temptation Is it's so hard to resist [Chorus] Back then I didn't realize The wisdom in the sermon It took a while to understand The lesson I'm still learnin' [Chorus] Saint and sinner, wrong and right Sunday morning and Saturday night He said, "Fly high like the angels."

Inception

JOE BUDDEN
The bars show you mad struggle Along with detailed scriptures of my past trouble That’s why they try to keep me quiet with a bad muzzle Can’t take the same leaps and bounds as me When they lack the hustle and the calf muscle Words from a legend speaking from the heart Said, if you going to war, weaponry is a start Do your dirt all by your lonely, let it be in the dark You givin birds bread then let it be in the park, Joey Tip me wrong, mini mall when the semi’s warm Bout my bread, so I spot it if a penny’s gone And I’ll bet, learned that from the nets If you tryna be a Billionaire get rid of any Thorn Cause you’ll get fucked if they shoot you, emptied on It’s just they way of making a mini porn I watch my haters get sick If it’s that hard living in my shadow Get off my silhouette’s dick Tailor made suits, double breast fit Set trip, get your name on the next clip Sometimes before you can add you gotta minus Some of y’all don’t get the math or the science It means I’m aiming for wealth Some say sky’s the limit I say you’re short changing yourself so uh ha, uh ha, y’all aint the same as me, I get bread You lose Jackson’s, Jermaine Dupri BS about Joe, refrain it please You’ll just untame a beast, he just became unleashed All who defend are deceased, so the topic should pass An assembly line would show em I’m not in they class Had some alright jams, them fans came and left And you ain’t know they was one night stands Let em testify, witness’s, hearin is indicative Niggas is sick of it, let it go, and get a grip [Hook:] I think I’m Sug’ Ray, Ali Joe Fraiz’ who the fuck gon stop me He think he Holyfield, Iron Mike Fo’ fifth let em feel what the iron like I think I’m Mayweather, Pacquiao Screamin money ain’t a thing pullin stacks out I think I’m Cotto, Shane Mosley Slow death to anyone who oppose me [Verse 2:] Sun I’m a always shine, yellow Think I’m about to get up on that? HELL NO Long as shorty keep my tip hard, shell toe Certain I’m a stick to the script, velcro Ringers, fakers, thinker, faders, prosper Without being linked to the majors My only response is the finger to haters Watch it get ugly, Mbenga, Lakers so when they ask how I feel about hip hop I sighed and replied take a lucky guess Just being sincere, I ain’t talking pioneer’s When I tell dudes I don’t think the Dougie’s fresh Used to roll through the trenches, slept on cold benches Holds on my expenses, smoke till I was senseless Now the flow’s so relentless Fuck CD’s it should be sold in syringes I can’t explain it they love the sound Subtle with the pound, you don’t want trouble clown If I’m at the bar ordering a couple rounds I’m in between 2 birds like a double down Where I’m from they cock and shoot Like it’s all logical, send a lot of work to them hospitals Dress the AK up before they pop at you Handgun’s, night scope, call it the Chopper suit So if you tired of all the wack dudes, call me in Rap historian, slash my class’s Valedictorian Your future’s at a stand still Must be a flat on that Delorean I tried tellin them conceded the deals closed They disagree they believe that they real close Tough guys turn talk show like Steve Wilko’s Scream fuck em eat dildos with each pill dose All the rap dudes they got highly regarded Tell me they psyche might be slightly retarded Nowadays before the shows I buy me a cartridge Those them phony ass dudes they like me to start with Peepin how the vets wanna stop me Money where your mouth is Ted DiBiase And he won’t be able to reach for a biscuit With O’s on his head like a B-more fitted Black hoody and black tux Tearin stacks up, with a model and her rack tough Gettin my Extreme Makeover on Knock that bitch down and build her back up Think twice before you act up Around flames, wrong time to be gassed up You never heard blowing smoke from a grass hut 9 times out of 10 it’ll be your last puff [Hook]

Angels With Dirty Faces

SUGABABES "Angels With Dirty Faces"
I'm confused, I don't know Which way do I really go This guy is fly But another one pass me by Stuck in the middle of this spot That is too damn hot Shall I choose the one With the heavy car or not 'Coz nothing ain't serious See i'm only seventeen And I wanna be mysterious Naughty, sexy on the creep Never sleep Won't reveal the sneaky side of me All day and night I creep out I think about who i'm gonna go and link up Don't think that i'm innocent, baby 'Coz this is driving me crazy Tell me what do you see I'm not an innocent girl [chorus] You don't know where we go You don't know That we're angels with dirty faces in the morning You don't know we've been on the town low You don't know that we're missing to the morning I'd say that i'm the kind of girl You'd say is shy But I don't think that's the answer You'd hear if you asked my guy I'm just a girl who likes to let it go Party with my ladies 'til dawn Still don't just let it go Move your heads to the beat And shake it down like you never did before Move a little closer come with me I'll show you the place to be That's what he said to me [chorus x2] We're the type of girls don't think Just say everything we want We know we'll get our own way Sexy, classy Don't think you'll put it past me Angels in the day But at night could be nasty [Keisha:] Wanna have the fellas locked on ice [Mutya:] Wanna play around with them like dice [Heidi:] He didn't know I was a freak until he met me after dark He thought this girl was a chic [chorus x2] You don't know where I go

She's A Big Star

KENNY CHESNEY
She was aware of her insecurities as she took the stage She was convinced if she got up there that She'd be discovered someday So she belted it She hit the high notes endlesly Oh she melted them As she brought them to their feet Chorus: She was a big star At Banana Joe's bar Where she sang karaoke every night She said if you work hard to get where you are It feels good in the hot spot light She was a big star She made the local cable shows Where the camera fell in love with her face After a couple of weekends The groupies were crawling all over the place She signed autographs Like she was Garth Brooks in a skirt And in the aftermath That small time town was hers Chorus She doesn't care anymore That her high school girlfriends cut her down The only thought she entertains is where they are And where she is now Her old neighbors swear they're certain she slept her way to the top She knows you don't get where your going Less you got somethin they ain't got So she sings tonight To Twenty Thousand plus And the young girls scream out loud Man that could be us She's a big star As she eats caviar Just before she performs every night She says if you work hard To get where you are It feels good in the hot spot light She's a big star She's a big star

My Father's House

Harris Emmylou "Thirteen"
(Bruce Springsteen) Last night I dreamed that I was a child Out where the pines grow wild and tall I was trying to make it home through the forest Before the darkness falls I heard the wind rustling through the trees And ghostly voices rose from the fields I ran with my heart pounding down that broken path With the devil snappin' at my heels I broke through the trees, and there in the night My father's house stood shining hard and bright The branches and brambles tore my clothes and scratched my arms But I ran till I fell, shaking in his arms I awoke and I imagined the hard things that pulled us apart Will never again, sir, tear us from each other's hearts I got dressed, and to that house I did ride From out on the road, I could see its windows shining in light I walked up the steps and stood on the porch A woman I didn't recognize came and spoke to me through a chained door I told her my story, and who I'd come for She said I'm sorry, son, but no one by that name lives here anymore My father's house shines hard and bright It stands like a beacon calling me in the night Calling and calling, so cold and alone Shining 'cross this dark highway where our sins lie unatoned

My Father's House

BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN "Nebraska"
Last night I dreamed that I was a child out where the pines grow wild and tall I was trying to make it home through the forest before the darkness falls I heard the wind rustling through the trees and ghostly voices rose from the fields I ran with my heart pounding down that broken path With the devil snappin' at my heels I broke through the trees, and there in the night My father's house stood shining hard and bright the branches and brambles tore my clothes and scratched my arms But I ran till I fell, shaking in his arms I awoke and I imagined the hard things that pulled us apart Will never again, sir, tear us from each other's hearts I got dressed, and to that house I did ride from out on the road, I could see its windows shining in light I walked up the steps and stood on the porch a woman I didn't recognize came and spoke to me through a chained door I told her my story, and who I'd come for She said 'I'm sorry, son, but no one by that name lives here anymore' My father's house shines hard and bright it stands like a beacon calling me in the night Calling and calling, so cold and alone Shining 'cross this dark highway where our sins lie unatoned

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