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JONI MITCHELL lyrics - Mingus

The Dry Cleaner From Des Moines

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words by Joni Mitchell music by Charles Mingus I'm down to a roll of dimes I'm stalking the slot that's hot I keep hearing bells all around me Jingling in the lucky jackpots They keep you tantalized They keep you reaching for your wallet Here in fools' paradise! I talked to a cat from Des Moines He said he ran a cleaning plant That cat was clanking with coin Well, he must have had a genie in a lamp 'Cause every time--I dropped a dime--I blew it He kept ringing bells Nothing to it! He got three oranges Three lemons Three cherries Three plums I'm losing my taste for fruit Watching the dry cleaner do it Like Midas in a polyester suit It's all luck! It's just luck! You get a little lucky and you make a little money! I followed him down the strip He picked out a booth at Circus Circus Where the cowgirls fill the room With their big balloons The Cleaner was pitching with purpose! He had Dinos and Pooh Bears And lions--pink and blue there He couldn't lose there! Des Moines was stacking the chips Raking off the tables Ringing the bandit's bells This is a story that's a drag to tell (In some ways) Since I lost every dime I laid on the line But the cleaner from Des Moines Could put a coin In the door of a John And get twenty for one It's just luck!


JAY-Z "In My Lifetime Vol. 1"
(feat. Babyface, Foxy Brown) [Jay-Z] What, tssh, y'all, what Jigga, uhh uhh uhh, uh-huh Pa-pa, uhh, pa-pa, uhh The G, Roc-A-Fella y'all Who be, in a Japanese restaurant, eating sushi Drinking saki, it's me, and my mami with the doobie Cutie, smellin like Tiaka, half-Phillipine thing For now, let's call her Suki, got me this booty bangin Properly, in Versace pants, cocky bow-legged stance A thing of beauty, watch me, body crazy Tits Firm like Nature, Foxy, Nas and AZ Truly reason to bug the toolie and keep laced in jewelry watch me Girlie tried to lure me and lock me you gotta get up early Cause who's gettin played is not me 'Surely you jest,' she said, 'if you thought I was purely out for the bucks you woulda bucked stuck and dropped me' I said maturely, 'You right but better safe than sorry, but for the lovebirds can move to the suburbs, I need to double check your story To make sure that you one of a kind And you deserve to be my Sunshine' [Chorus: Babyface (variations not listed except for first time)] Touch me with, a heart of gold (uh-huh) I can't go a day without my sunshine (uh-huh) ahh-haaa (say what uhh) Touch me with, a smile of gold (yeah) I can't go a day without my sunshine, sunshine (uhh, uhh, uhh) [Jay-Z, (Foxy Brown)] A year gone, and she seein things most chicks only hear in songs (uh-huh) keep in gear phenom Lots of ice in the air, round the neck the charm (that's right) Risked a four to life bid to keep that shit on her arm Keep her impressed at all times, cats would love to creep (uh-huh) just to say they crept with mine, slept with mine, she said [Foxy Brown, (Jay-Z)] I ain't deaf nor blind, niggaz stressin Hatin cause they less than mine, they wanna sex me We chose each other, you actin like you chose me They oppose you then, they oppose me We could creep at a low speed, the gat in the hosiery Double cross you they got to triple cross me (I'm thinking that's the way it's supposed to be) Uh-huh (One more thing: If I ever go broke, would you hit the block for me) Fo' sho' (She replied, eyes open wide) Uhhhh (Put that on everything) I put that on my life (Right) [Chorus] [Jay-Z, (Foxy Brown)] If I needed would you, give me your kidneys (Uhh, uhh, fo' sho') Catch a case you catch it with me (Mmm, fo' sho') Pawn your jewlery to come get me (You better know) Catch me with a chick, forgive me (Uhh, now that, I don't know) They spread rumors, will you defend me, tooth and nail (Uh-huh) They try to frame me, will you be there, till the truth prevail (uhh) (But would you be the same dude, when you blow the roof off sales that you was, throwin rocks, at the Roof at 12, nigga) This is the truth I shell, till the loot gets frail I put this on my nephews, from the smallest to the pale Me and you ballin, from the heavens, or the hell Won't let you hit the ground if I'm fallin myself Now picture me leavin you in this cold world, rollin for delf It's me and you in this old girl, we takin the belt From the lows, to the highs, to the foes we shine Just continue to be my Sunshine (uhhh) [Chorus 2X]

Keep Frontin'

JOHN CENA "You Can't See Me"
[Intro / Chorus: Big L sample] I shoulda been out, I'm de-de-deadly when I pu-pu-pull the pin out, keep frontin I'ma try-try-try ya chin out I knocked a lot-lot-lot-lot out of men out Keep frontin, I'ma try-try-try ya chin out I knocked a lot-lot I knocked a lot-lot-lot out of men out Keep frontin, keep frontin, keep frontin, keep frontin [Bumpy Knuckles talking over sample] Yo Right now I wanna teach all you MC's out there How to be Effective Let's ride [Freddie Foxxx a.k.a. Bumpy Knuckles] Do y'all know what time it is when everybody game is everybody else's hustle and everybody's shame is somebody else's blame, whatever I became I did it with hot rhymes and a lung full of flame I never refrain, from loadin up and takin aim Like chicks flows are different, I never cum/come the same My mic will be the dame, written or off the brain I show up with my chest pumpin hard like Notre Dame I lose then I regain, hustle is in the vein I'm drinkin protein shakes to muscle up the brain In the black Chevy Suburban sippin champagne with champagne, dick out doin the damn thang We movin in the fast lane, with them black thangs On the way to the Bronx, to do the ski-mask thang I don't know what's so funny cause I ain't laughing The part is for a dead body, guess who's casting [Chorus] [John Cena talking over sample] Alright bro, I'm hearin you I'ma see what I can do See how I can rip it And be, effective Follow this [John Cena] Cena spittin with the Bump Bump Bump for the Knux Your whole crew gettin dumped dumped dumped with the chumps We rollin like Donald Trump Trump Trump with the bucks Your bitch-ass gettin jump jump jumped cause you suck Follow me, you stick around round round when it's hot You claimin that you down down down but you not You try to offer me a pound pound pound you get got I can't wait to hear the sound sound sound of you shot You hearin me, it's time to show show show I got plans That's all you brought you bettter go go go get your mans A legal hustle, ain't no no fuckin with grams Stash the heat cause I can throw throw throw with my hands I'm tellin you, on screen screen screen with these flicks Catch me on the scene scene scene with three chicks I fuck like a fiend fiend fiend with three dicks Fuck a sixteen teen teen I'm just sick [Chorus] [Tha Trademarc over sample] Yeah, what's good fellas I'm feelin y'all man Most these cats Can't engineer, they career Yeah, Trademarc, bout to Bout to show y'all How to be, effective [Tha Trademarc] My camou' colors dog they be beige and brown That shit was all love 'til you cowards came around With the same ol' sound that's why your payroll down That's how the game go now that's why you ain't gain ground Cause you stuck on then dog, you ain't on now And that's how it's been baby cause you ain't know how You move your pen lazy maybe or your beats don't pound I move quicker than the word on the street go 'round I write down every lesson that my peeps hold down You let your heat go blaow if you ain't speak profound I write sixteens down 'til I hit green now Makin up slang, ain't know what shit mean now Trademarc, Marc Predka, jot the real name down You can catch it on every marquee in town Sayin Trademarc, ain't nobody like you now Probably sweatin this track dog, go wipe your brow [Chorus - 2X] [Bumpy Knuckles] You see, that's all it takes Is for a man to make an effort to be, effective And if you're not, effective... then you're defective Hahahaha..

Fan Mail

BLONDIE "Plastic Letters"
I set my hand to writing you... it drifted off the page. I sold my one vision for a piece of the cake... I haven't ate in days. For unspoken value, aesthetic, and charm, I'd smile at you sideways, But the lighting is wrong. I'm taking a picture, and counting the cost, while the bells in my ears keep ringing. I set my hand to writing you... it drifted of the page. I nearly fell, I feel like a lowlife in hell and I haven't slept in days and days, days and days... Beat on my Fender through my Gemini 2, play to the posters on the wall of my room. Thought I was crazy when I'd think about you... And the bells in my ears keep ringing. And the bells in my ears keep ringing. In my ear bells are ringing.

Without You

JUSTINCASE "Justincase"
(feat. Michelle Branch) It's been two weeks Three days long I'm all alone since you've been gone I can't keep myself from asking why Just wanna see my reflection In your eyes Just know that I'm with you And what you feel I feel it too [Chorus] I'm feeling lately I'm going crazy Wondering how I'll go on without you I keep on trying Slowly dying Thinking about how I need you here with me I wear your shirt The scent of you Reminds of the night that we became two There's nothing else That feels the same Everyday there's sun, it feels just like rain Just know that I'm with you And what you feel I feel it too [repeat chorus] If you think it's easy for me Well, you're wrong Sometimes I'm weak and baby you know I'm not that strong You're in New York And I'm in L.A. There's so much to tell you Words I need to say But your phone keeps ringing [ringing, ringing] [repeat chorus] I need you here with me How will I go on without you It's been two weeks Three days long I'm all alone since you've been gone

The Necromancer

RUSH "A Farewell To Kings"
I. Into The Darkness As grey traces of dawn tinge the eastern sky, the three travelers, men of Willowdale, emerge from the forest shadow. Fording the River Dawn, they turn south, journeying into the dark and forbidding lands of the Necromancer. Even now the intensity of his dread power can be felt, weakening the body and saddening the heart. Ultimately they will become empty, mindless spectres; stripped of will and soul, only their thirst for freedom gives them hunger for vengeance... Silence shrouds the forest As the birds announce the dawn Three trav'llers ford the river And southward journey on The road is lined with peril The air is charged with fear The shadow of his nearness Weighs like iron tears II. Under the Shadow Shreds of black cloud loom in overcast skies. The Necromancer keeps watch with his magic prism eyes. He views all his lands and is already aware of the three helpless invaders trapped in his lair... Brooding in the tower Watching o'er his land Holding ev'ry creature Helplessly they stand Gaze into his prisms Knowing they are near Lead them to the dungeons Spectres numb with fear They bow defeated III. Return of the Prince Enter the Champion. Prince By-Tor appears to battle for freedom from chains of long years. The spell has been broken; the Dark Lands are bright. The Wraith of the Necromancer soars away in the night. Stealthily attacking By-Tor slays his foe The men are free to run now From labyrinths below The Wraith of Necromancer Shadows through the sky Another land to darken With evil prism eye.

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