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JOHN MAYER lyrics

Every Little Thing She Does

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Freshman year, Mom asks What do you want to do when you get out of here? I said, Well, gee, I'm only 13, but I think I'd like to play my guitar... be a star. Well, she said, that's not it, you got time to go. Good sense will kick in anytime, you know. I'm not worried, I'm not worried. Sophomore year, she asked the same old thing, my answer had remained unchanged. I saw her fidget with her thumbs. She said, You like computers, John, you like computers, don't you? Yeah, I always see you with computers... you like computers maybe you could do something with computers. Yeah, wouldn't that be nice? Junior year, It's a little more intense, She says, What do you want to do with your life? I'm not on the fence, I know exactly what I aim to be, and I'm only 17. She said, Well, all I ask, is that you pay attention in class, so if you happen to change your mind in time, you can still go somewhere reputable... do us proud. So I went downstairs, and I played guitar loud. Yeah, senior year, Same old question, She said, What do you want to do? I said, Play my guitar and sing. She said, There's no such thing. She said, There's no such thing... (speaking: I love you Mom) Welcome to the real world , she said to me Condescendingly Take a seat, take your life Plot it out in black and white Well, I never lived the dreams of the prom kings And the drama queens I'd like to think the best of me Is still hiding up my sleeve They love to tell you Stay inside the lines But something's better On the other side I wanna run through the halls of my high school I wanna scream at the top of my lungs I just found out there's no such thing as the real world Just a lie you've got to rise above So the good boys and girls take the so called right track Faded hats Grabbing credits and maybe transfers They listen to Phish, but they can't find the answers And all of our parents They're getting older I wonder if they've wished for anything better While in their memories Tiny tragedies They love to tell you Stay inside the lines Well, well something's better On the other side I wanna run through the halls of my high school I wanna scream at the top of my lungs I just found out there's no such thing as the real world Just a lie you got to rise above I am invincible.. You are invincible.. (yeah you are) We are invincible.. As long as we're alive Do I have to tell a story of a thousand rainy days since we first met? It's a big enough umbrella but it's always me that ends up getting wet. I wanna run through the halls of my high school I wanna scream at the top of my lungs I just found out there's no such thing as the real world Just a lie you've got to rise above I just can't wait til my 10 year reunion I'm gonna bust down the double doors And when I stand on these tables before you You will know what all this time was for

One More To Go

METHOD MAN "Tical 2000 Judgementday"
[Intro] 5...4...3...2...1...0 [explosion] [Inspectah Deck] Yea, this is the poisonous, venomous Killa-Bee, queen bee connection Live and direct Shaolin, BK, QB, Boogie Down, wherever you found Yo, yo, deadly venom is how we end 'em Mast avenge 'em, no friend of him, bend 'em in half for enterin My comrodery move like tight security Known to tear the club up plus the after party On the battle field catch a body With no fair warnin, my queen bee connect swarm on 'em Primate, hold your mic straight before you challenge 'me Your light weight and only force me to cause casualty Battery packs catch match mines with the solar powered, they get over powered Shower with rhymes just like white lines of powder Feel the realness from bein solo with this crowd here [J-Boo] Yo, yo, yo, this time we takin no shorts for sure I'm comin through, smash you motherfuckers to the floor Whoever wanted war, yo, bring it If you got the sword, I'ma swing it Slither back to the pit when my phone started ringin Yo, come here, what's up, niggaz rock to get stuck Niggaz runnin through the chamber they aint givin a fuck Cuz I'm deadly, I'ma set the pace like a medly Relay, who could match the venom on the replay [Finesse] Aiyyo, the bitch nice and catch crack like dice Give 'em a double order of man slaughter on the tape recorder Fuck the law and order, tape muffled and distorted All you heard was murderous shots, the rest was pre-recorded The jury voted, I'm a free venom, hittin niggaz with the momentum Even villains wanna get up in 'em The feelin's devious from the previous With the way we leavin this is sure to make snakes hiss [Method Man] It be I, the most high, fly robin fly Keep a close eye on Johnny 5, I'll be comin live From New York, it's saturday night So it's only right, I step to the phony types See 'em in the party actin hard, but the hardly a threat to the vet Once you start me, no stoppin, no pardon me No coppin a plea, I beat you in the head, third degree What's the science, the 411, can't do me none Still ghetto, I rhyme ghetto, my brother's ghetto Never say die and never settle For anythin less than what the devil posess I'm like MOP to the death Now who is Johnny Blaze, Mr. Meth Motherfucka [Chorus: J-Boo, (Cappadonna)] Hittin fever, come with the raw Deadly Venom meet the Wu, no more to come, now what is left to do (Ghetto collaborations, such a deadly combination Face to face, Shakin your earth, rockin your nation) [Champ MC] Yo, yo, yo, Sons of fishes rollin with a devious Clan I got a master plan how to blast your man Gettin lyrical, fightin your feelin deep in your mental Like a pencil all in your brain, killin your spiritual The original, fishin y'all, rollin with a bunch of criminals Street gunner, Venom strike like thunder This is shit that'll stop your hunger Ready for war, let me let you get a taste of the raw Comin through with the Clan so you won't get far Batters and scars, all respect due to the gods And my queen killa-bees just collectin that cheese Overseas, gettin ready for the year 2G, DVs (Poison Clan rocks the world) [Cappadonna] The pillage, yo, I'm a great comodity For see me, the unchained magnetic I release mine, fuck y'all, I piece mine together To the third power, hit y'all like may flowers Scandal, slash three felonies to be the one six vandal From Park Hill, Shaolin put the work in Dusk do us dawn, Lebanon Don Don't sleep on the adversary Mental niggaz stalk y'all out on the ferry You got trapped in between pillage And the venoms, cherry heads are minimum [N-Tyce] Yo, yo, yo, projects of elimination We jack some like Rhythm Nations Got your hard speed like we drag racin We lab replacin, but tried to avoid a confrontation You kind of mixed up like Tiger Woods with that combination I ain't calling no names, here's a hint Niggaz with no brains, antique things, gold chains Do the mind to visual, 'bout the coolest Carolina Individual, everythin digital, like Bobby I'm lovin all them kung-fu flicks, poison 'em highly I'm quickly on the run through clicks, but fast in a hurry When I smash, leave your vision blurry Tryin to make the bill like Murray [Chorus] [Finesse] Yo, on the french kiss, sour than blood, hotter than piss You ventriliquist talkin out your ass like this Cuz I insist that you don't wanna show the tape of the hits I told y'all, I crush y'all on the tape like Quake You tweaky trick, wanna violate, great, Wu and Venom annihilate Don't hesitate to push the rhymes like weight You Shake, Jake thing [Street Life] Yo, PLO, when the guns blow, you'se a no show, homo Holdin like a scarecrow with no dough Street pro's move through the metro Rapidly my faculty quick to blow the boost out your battery My african queen bees is backin me, shuttin down your salary J-Boo twist another Daquiri, fifty steamboat float Flow on this scenario, hydro thoughts lick off like a callico [J-Boo] Yo, yo, yo, let's get it on, mic's get blown when you step into my zone Heads get flown for tryin to clone I take that, now you got wanna go on so go on, play your part, hold on, while I flow on I keep it tight, rip all sides to a square You ain't seen no thugs like these no where I swear, you wanna test me, how can it be Rollin with the Fam, Wu-Tang, DV's [GZA] Yo, I dead MC's with this poisonous venom Return and send 'em, wack niggaz is in 'em The secretly analyzed, these chicks is live I see the allies tryin to stalk the bee hive Forgot the deadly stingin was major bell ringin Too strong for niggaz with eyes closed and slingin Made your point, spot your target and zoom in Before its too late, saw the snake through his hand shake Aimin your darts at a click you can't handle Attack with the paint stones and travel on camel A warm sigh as you cross the barrier But my storm side, will destroy ya area [Chorus (2x)] (Poison Clan rocks the world Poison Clan rocks the world)

O'Malley's Bar

Nick Cave "Murder Ballads"
I am tall and I am thin Of an enviable hight And I've been known to be quite handsome In a certain angle and in certain light Well I entered into O'Malley's Said, 'O'Malley I have a thirst' O'Malley merely smiled at me Said 'You wouldn't be the first' I knocked on the bar and pointed To a bottle on the shelf And as O'Malley poured me out a drink I sniffed and crossed myself My hand decided that the time was nigh And for a moment it slipped from view And when it returned, it fairly burned With confidence anew Well the thunder from my steely fist Made all the glasses jangle When I shot him, I was so handsome It was the light, it was the angle Huh! Hmmmmmm 'Neighbours!' I cried, 'Friends!' I screamed I banged my fist upon the bar 'I bear no grudge against you!' And my dick felt long and hard 'I am the man for which no God waits But for which the whole world yearns I'm marked by darkness and by blood And one thousand powder-burns' Well, you know those fish with the swollen lips That clean the ocean floor When I looked at poor O'Malley's wife That's exactly what I saw I jammed the barrel under her chin And her face looked raw and vicious Her head it landed in the sink With all the dirty dishes Her little daughter Siobhan Pulled beers from dusk till down And amongst the townfolk she was a bit of a joke But she pulled the best beer in town I swooped magnificent upon her As she sat shivering in her grief Like the Madonna painted on the church-house wall In whale's blood and banana leaf Her throat it crumbled in my fist And I spun heroically around To see Caffrey rising from his seat I shot that mother fucker down Mmmmmmmmmm Yeah Yeah Yeah 'I have no free will', I sang As I flew about the murder Mrs. Richard Holmes, she screamed You really should have heard her I sang and I laughed, I howled and I wept I panted like a pup I blew a hole in Mrs. Richard Holmes And her husband stupidly stood up As he screamed, 'You are an evil man' And I paused a while to wonder 'If I have no free will then how can I Be morally culpable, I wonder' I shot Richard Holmes in the stomach And gingerly he sat down And he whispered weirdly, 'No offense' And then lay upon the ground 'None taken', I replied to him To which he gave a little cough With blazing wings I neatly aimed And blew his head completely off I've lived in this town for thirty years And to no-one I am a stranger And I put new bullets in my gun Chamber upon chamber And I turned my gun on the bird-like Mr. Brookes I thought of Saint Francis and his sparrows And as I shot down the youthful Richardson It was St. Sebastian I thought of, and his arrows Hhhhhhhhhh Mmmmmmmmmmmm I said, 'I want to introduce myself And I am glad that all you came' And I leapt upon the bar And shouted out my name Well Jerry Bellows, he hugged his stool Closed his eyes and shrugged and laughed And with an ashtray as big as a fucking really big brick I split his head in half His blood spilled across the bar Like a steaming scarlet brook And I knelt at it's edge on the counter Wiped the tears away and looked Well, the light in there was blinding Full of God and ghosts of truth I smiled at Henry Davenport Who made an attempt to move Well, from the position I was standing The strangest thing I ever saw The bullet entered through the top of his chest And blew his bowels out on the floor Well I floated down the counter Showing no remorse I shot a hole in Kathleen Carpenter Recently divorced But remorse i felt and remorse I had It clung to every thing From the raven's hair upon my head To the feathers on my wings Remorse sqeezed my hand in it's fradulent claw With it's golden hairless chest And I glided through the bodies And killed the fat man Vincent West Who sat quietly in his chair A man become a child And I raised the gun up to his head Executioner-style He made no attempt to resist So fat and dull and lazy 'Did you know I lived in your street' I said And he looked at me as though I were crazy 'O', he said, 'I had no idea' And he grew as quiet as a mouse And the roar of the pistol when it went off Near blew that hat right off the house Hmmmmmm Uh Uh Well, I caught my eye in the mirror And gave it a long and loving inspection 'There stands some kind of man', I roared And there did, in the reflection My hair combed back like a raven's wing My muscles hard and tight And curling from the business end of my gun Was a query-mark of cordite Well I spun to the left, I spun to the right And I spun to the left again 'Fear me! Fear me! Fear me!' But no one did cause they were dead Huh! Hmmmmmmmmm And then there were the police sirens wailing And a bull-horn squelched and blared 'Drop your weapons and come out With your hands held in the air' Well, I checked the chamber of my gun Saw I had one final bullet left My hand, it looked almost human As I raised it to my head 'Drop your weapon and come out! Keep your hands above your head!' I had one one long hard think about dying And did exactly what they said There must have been fifty cops out there In a circle around O'Malley's bar 'Don't shoot', I cried, 'I'm a man unarmed!' So they put me in their car And they sped me away from that terrible scene And I glanced out of the window Saw O'Malley's bar, saw the cops and the cars And I started counting on my fingers Aaaaaah One Aaaaaah Two Aaaaaah Three Aaaaaaah Four O'Malley's bar O'Malley's bar

O'malley's Bar

Nick Cave and The Bad Seeds "Murder Ballads"
I am tall and I am thin Of an enviable hight And I've been known to be quite handsome In a certain angle and in certain light Well I entered into O'Malley's Said, 'O'Malley I have a thirst' O'Malley merely smiled at me Said 'You wouldn't be the first' I knocked on the bar and pointed To a bottle on the shelf And as O'Malley poured me out a drink I sniffed and crossed myself My hand decided that the time was nigh And for a moment it slipped from view And when it returned, it fairly burned With confidence anew Well the thunder from my steely fist Made all the glasses jangle When I shot him, I was so handsome It was the light, it was the angle Huh! Hmmmmmm 'Neighbours!' I cried, 'Friends!' I screamed I banged my fist upon the bar 'I bear no grudge against you!' And my dick felt long and hard 'I am the man for which no God waits But for which the whole world yearns I'm marked by darkness and by blood And one thousand powder-burns' Well, you know those fish with the swollen lips That clean the ocean floor When I looked at poor O'Malley's wife That's exactly what I saw I jammed the barrel under her chin And her face looked raw and vicious Her head it landed in the sink With all the dirty dishes Her little daughter Siobhan Pulled beers from dusk till down And amongst the townfolk she was a bit of a joke But she pulled the best beer in town I swooped magnificent upon her As she sat shivering in her grief Like the Madonna painted on the church-house wall In whale's blood and banana leaf Her throat it crumbled in my fist And I spun heroically around To see Caffrey rising from his seat I shot that mother fucker down Mmmmmmmmmm Yeah Yeah Yeah 'I have no free will', I sang As I flew about the murder Mrs. Richard Holmes, she screamed You really should have heard her I sang and I laughed, I howled and I wept I panted like a pup I blew a hole in Mrs. Richard Holmes And her husband stupidly stood up As he screamed, 'You are an evil man' And I paused a while to wonder 'If I have no free will then how can I Be morally culpable, I wonder' I shot Richard Holmes in the stomach And gingerly he sat down And he whispered weirdly, 'No offense' And then lay upon the ground 'None taken', I replied to him To which he gave a little cough With blazing wings I neatly aimed And blew his head completely off I've lived in this town for thirty years And to no-one I am a stranger And I put new bullets in my gun Chamber upon chamber And I turned my gun on the bird-like Mr. Brookes I thought of Saint Francis and his sparrows And as I shot down the youthful Richardson It was St. Sebastian I thought of, and his arrows Hhhhhhhhhh Mmmmmmmmmmmm I said, 'I want to introduce myself And I am glad that all you came' And I leapt upon the bar And shouted out my name Well Jerry Bellows, he hugged his stool Closed his eyes and shrugged and laughed And with an ashtray as big as a fucking really big brick I split his head in half His blood spilled across the bar Like a steaming scarlet brook And I knelt at it's edge on the counter Wiped the tears away and looked Well, the light in there was blinding Full of God and ghosts of truth I smiled at Henry Davenport Who made an attempt to move Well, from the position I was standing The strangest thing I ever saw The bullet entered through the top of his chest And blew his bowels out on the floor Well I floated down the counter Showing no remorse I shot a hole in Kathleen Carpenter Recently divorced But remorse i felt and remorse I had It clung to every thing From the raven's hair upon my head To the feathers on my wings Remorse sqeezed my hand in it's fradulent claw With it's golden hairless chest And I glided through the bodies And killed the fat man Vincent West Who sat quietly in his chair A man become a child And I raised the gun up to his head Executioner-style He made no attempt to resist So fat and dull and lazy 'Did you know I lived in your street?' I said And he looked at me as though I were crazy 'O', he said, 'I had no idea' And he grew as quiet as a mouse And the roar of the pistol when it went off Near blew that hat right off the house Hmmmmmm Uh Uh Well, I caught my eye in the mirror And gave it a long and loving inspection 'There stands some kind of man', I roared And there did, in the reflection My hair combed back like a raven's wing My muscles hard and tight And curling from the business end of my gun Was a query-mark of cordite Well I spun to the left, I spun to the right And I spun to the left again 'Fear me! Fear me! Fear me!' But no one did cause they were dead Huh! Hmmmmmmmmm And then there were the police sirens wailing And a bull-horn squelched and blared 'Drop your weapons and come out With your hands held in the air' Well, I checked the chamber of my gun Saw I had one final bullet left My hand, it looked almost human As I raised it to my head 'Drop your weapon and come out! Keep your hands above your head!' I had one one long hard think about dying And did exactly what they said There must have been fifty cops out there In a circle around O'Malley's bar 'Don't shoot', I cried, 'I'm a man unarmed!' So they put me in their car And they sped me away from that terrible scene And I glanced out of the window Saw O'Malley's bar, saw the cops and the cars And I started counting on my fingers Aaaaaah One Aaaaaah Two Aaaaaah Three Aaaaaaah Four O'Malley's bar O'Malley's bar

The Do Wop

LL COOL J "Bigger & Deffer"
L.L. Cool J Servin em well And as you all know.. I AM - HARD - AS HELL Woke up at 9:30 on a Saturday morn' Hemmed my remote control, turned my stereo on Then I reached for a brush since I don't use the picks And the floor was kinda cold, so I put on my kicks Walked to the kitchen and ate some cornflakes As I bop to a tape of Cut Creator's breaks With hardcore - heavyweight - b-boy blast Connoisseur of hardcore, and Cut Creator's fast Jumped in the shower, it was boiling hot So I stayed there a hour, cause I like it a lot Jumped out, dried off, put on the Denim cologne Then I called up Earl on the telephone He told me 'bout a jam that I could do later on 10 g's plus a limo for one strong song So I said, yeah, I was with it, hung up and got geared Got a magnfying glass, then I brushed my beard Rewound some tapes of some Def Jam tunes As I waited for this freak to ring my bell at noon 12 o'clock came, left the door crack The freak walked in, a mink on her back Put her curt on the rack, threw my on Then I threw in a tape of the quiet storm We drank Roundhill Cavern, ate soft mignons She said, 'L.L., when you're gonna let me taste your tongue' My skin got pale, I wam-bammed the tail Did it so hard I shoulda went to jail She left, Earl came over and we went outside Jumped in the BM to bust a joyride Went up to A.J., in my fresh black wheel I'm not a sucker on the corner tryin to scrape up a meal The girlies want sex, the fellas try to plex But those who flex end up with broke necks Signed some autographs for a posse of freaks Said, 'It's L, baby, I ain't down with Chic' Conversated with the skeezers for 10 minutes more Then I jumped in my ride and the freaks slammed the door Due cause I'm a gangster people think I do crimes They don't know I'm just a connoisseur of hip-hop rhymes Some smile, try to call L.L. a hoodlum at times But he don't know my autograph's on his wife's behind L.L. has iced all the washed up slobs Vigilante of rap, so to hell with the mob Don't run from the cops, makin suckers jock And I'm only 18 makin more than your pops Tormentor of toys and boyscout boys And I dare any critic to call it noise Peeped at the clock, it said 6:03 Said 'later' to Creator and broke out with E Went up to White Castle for a chocolate shake Thinkin 'bout a 100'000 that I'd soon make Finished up the snack, jumped up, out my seat E-Love hit the table and he made up a beat Kicked a few lines, stepped out the door Since tonight is a bore I'm in the mood for more We jumped in my ride, I took a peek at the time It was almost 7:30 and the show was at nine L.L. Cool J will soon stand at a jam With thousands of people screamin, 'Touch my hand!' But since I had a hour plus a half for tat I was searchin for the cutie who's my perfect match Her name was Renee, her face was okay But she had the kinda body that made Jay wanna play I said, 'No need to rehearse,' then I made my approach Said, 'You got a good team, girl, but you need a new coach' Said, 'My name's L.L. - Cool, if I may introduce But I'm not here for conversation, I'm here to seduce Wanna mix it up, baby, wanna feel you grind Cause it ain't 5th grade, and these ain't nursery rhymes And I know that you adore my sure side hardcore Check out the real L.L. behind closed doors So tell your buddies you're busy, tell your boyfriend beat it Forget the silk dress,cause you ain't gonna need it Unplug your clock, do away with the light After five minutes or more you hear me say, 'That's right!' Your body is bad and I heard you got a Caddy When we make love you can call me daddy I'm L.L. Cool J, say hey, Renee I'm not a toyboy, but I still wanna play Promise you I'm not wack when I'm in the sack After that I leave you starvin for me to come back But in the meantime, put your digits down And the next time I see ya I'm goin to town' Stepped away from the freak, it was a quarter to nine When I rolled to the jam I saw the crew on line Took a trip around the side, so I could get backstage If you call me a tiger, then the stage is my cage I rip, stomp and crush, heavy metal bands rust Them flaky knuckleheads I crumble up like crust Walked in my dressing room, and then I heard four knocks They said, 'L.L., you're runnin late and it'is time to rock' Told Cut Creator what the order would be Then I said 'Lord have mercy' and slapped hands with E Went onstage, I heard the girlies scream And that's the very moment I woke up from the dream Aahh!

Flagpole Sitta

HARVEY DANGER "Where Have All The Merrymakers Gone?"
I had visions, I was in them I was looking into the mirror To see a little bit clearer Rottenness and evil in me Fingertips have memories Mine can't forget the curves of your body And when I feel a bit naughty I run it up the flagpole and see who salutes (But no one ever does) I'm not sick but I'm not well and I'm so hot cause I'm in hell Been around the world and found That only stupid people are breeding The cretins cloning and feeding And I don't even own a tv Put me in the hospital for nerves And then they had to commit me You told them all I was crazy They cut off my legs now I'm an amputee, Goddamn you I'm not sick but I'm not well And I'm so hot cause I'm in hell I'm not sick but I'm not well And it's a sin to live so well I wanna publish 'zines And rage against machines I wanna pierce my tongue It doesn't hurt, it feels fine The trivial sublime I'd like to turn off time And kill my mind You kill my mind Paranoia paranoia Everybody's coming to get me Just say you never met me I'm running underground with the moles Diggin' holes Hear the voices in my head I swear to God it sounds like they're snoring But if you're bored then you're boring The agony and the irony, they're killing me, whoa! I'm not sick but I'm not well And I'm so hot cause I'm in hell I'm not sick but I'm not well And it's a sin to live this well (One, two, three, four!)

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