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JULIA STONE lyrics - The Memory Machine

Winter On The Weekend

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He's a dog But he's dressed up like a sheep Got bones all through the backyard But he likes to drink tea We play scrabble on the weekend And he talks about the weather most of the time I thought my sacred body with him It would be fine And I walked into the doorway He slid across the room My heart, it started racing I just didn't know what to do And he laid me on the floor And my screams they go unheard The lady living next door Well, she's 6 feet under the dirt Daddy, why don't you protect me? Someone's gonna hurt me, there's nothing I can do Daddy, why don't you protect me? Someone's gonna hurt me, there's nothing I can do He's a dog But he's dressed up like a sheep He's got bones all through the backyard But he likes to fool me And I travel through the doorway I thought I'd be fine But it's not the way it's gonna go This time Daddy, why don't you protect me? Someone's gonna hurt me, there's nothing I can do Daddy, why don't you protect me? Somebody is going to hurt me, there's nothing I can do And all this time I needed you And all this time I wanted you You can't hear me now, can't hear me now Like you do Daddy, why don't you protect me? Someone's gonna hurt me, there's nothing I can do Daddy, why don't you protect me? Somebody is going to hurt me, there's nothing I, I can do

Rehab (Pharoahe Monch Remix)

AMY WINEHOUSE
[Amy Winehouse:] They tried to make me go to rehab I said no, no, no. Yes I been black, but when I come back you wont know, know, know. I ain’t got the time and if my daddy thinks im fine He’s tried to make me go to rehab I won’t go, go, go. [Pharoahe Monch:] Pharoahe Monch, lets go, get it, oh no no no no no I cant go go go to rehab you’d just be mad, drunk in the lobby Pharoahe my just hurl place me with these snobby white girls. 12 step program Lindsay Lohan, cold and bitchy Nicole Ritchie, skin and bones so thin and see through what the fuck we have I’ll feed you. Even, believe it anorexic wash their mouths with antiseptic, no grey goose I wont except it, they say Pharoahe is to eclectic. Prescription drugs, Anna Nicole Smith, silicosis is what I roll with, pass that hit, let me roll 1, escape with Mary Kate Olsen. E-tap take an extra Motrin, wash that down with a Molson golden sit me here with Britney Spears when rehab really does what what what what? But make you misplace underwear and get her really fucked up plus cut cut cut, make you misplace underwear and get her really fucked up plus cut cut cut cut. They tried to make me go to rehab I said no no no, I’ll take my black ass to rehab there’s no hydro dro dro. [Amy Winehouse:] I aint got the time, And if my Daddy thinks im fine, He’s tried to make me go to rehab, I wont go, go, go. The man said, why you think you here? I said, I got no idea Im gonna, im gonna loose my baby so I always keep a bottle near He Said, I just think you’re depressed Kiss me, yeah baby And go rest I’m tryin to make me go to rehab I said no, no, no Yes I been black, but when I come back You wont know, know, know I don’t ever wanna drink again I just, ooo, I just need a friend Im not gonna spend 10 weeks Have everyone think im on the mend It’s not just my pride It’s just til these tears have dried They’re tryin to make me go to rehab I said no, no, no Yes I been black, but when I come back, You wont know, know, know I aint got the time, And if my daddy thinks im fine He’s trying to make me go to rehab I wont go, go, go.

Four Eyes

RANDY NEWMAN
One September morning when I was five My daddy said, 'Son, rise from your bed.' I thought, I must be dreaming, it's still dark outside He said, 'Son if you fall behind you'll never get ahead Here's your little brown cowboy shirt, put it on Here's your little brown cowboy pants, put 'em on Here's your little brown shoes, can you tie them yourself? Get into the car, we're gone!' We drove, it seemed like forever, Further than I'd ever been away from home Then my daddy stopped the car, and he turned to me He said, 'Son it's time to make us proud of you, It's time to do what's right Gonna have to learn to work hard' I said, 'Work? What are you talking about? You're not gonna leave me here, are you?' He said 'Yes I am!' And drove off into the morning light For a while I stood there, on the sidewalk A Roy Rogers lunch pail in my hand Then I heard sweet children's voices calling And I began to understand They said, 'Four eyes! Look like you're still sleeping!' 'Four eyes! Look like you're dead!' 'Four eyes! Where have you been keeping yourself?' 'Look like you been whupped upside the head.'

The Time Is Now

JOHN CENA "You Can't See Me"
[Chorus: John Cena] Your time is up, my time is now You can't see me, my time is now It's the franchise, boy I'm shinin' now You can't see me, my time is now! [John Cena] In case you forgot or fell off I'm still hot - knock your shell off My money stack fat plus I can't turn the swell off The franchise, doin' big bid'ness, I live this It's automatic I win this - oh you hear those horns, you finished A soldier, and I stay under you fightin' Plus I'm stormin' on you chumps like I'm thunder and lightning Ain't no way you breakin' me kid, I'm harder than nails Plus I keep it on lock, like I'm part of the jail I'm slaughtering stale, competition, I got the whole block wishing they could run with my division but they gone fishing - - with no bait, kid your boy hold weight I got my soul straight, I brush your mouth like Colgate In any weather I'm never better your boy's so hot you'll never catch me in the next man's sweater If they hate, let 'em hate, I drop ya whole clan Lay yo' ass down for the three second tan [Chorus] [Tha Trademarc] Yeah, uh It's gonna be what it's gonna be Five pounds of courage buddy, bass tint pants with a gold T Uh - it's a war dance and victory step A raw stance is a gift, when you insist it's my rep John Cena, Trademarc, you all are so-so And talk about the bread you make but don't know the recipe for dough though Aimin' guns in all your photos, that's a no-no When this pop, you'll liplock, your big talk's a blatant no-show See what happens when the ice age melt You see monetary status is not what matters, but it helps I rock a timepiece by Benny if any The same reason y'all could love me is the same reason y'all condemn me A man's measured by the way that he thinks Not clothing lines, ice links, leather and minks I spent 20 plus years seekin' knowledge of self So for now Marc Predka's livin' life for wealth [Chorus 2x]

Dreamin' In The Country

JAMES GANG "Thirds"
Sittin' here, thinkin' 'bout the fix I'm in Ain't no time to write a line, is it ever gonna end? Spent my whole mornin' at the corner store Just a-smokin' and a-jokin' with the kid next door Gettin' aggravated 'cause my mind's gone dead Think I'll have a little drink and then just jump right into bed Ridin' down the street in a big ol' Cadillac Seems to me that yesterday is at least a mile back Havin' such a good time, havin' so much fun Just a-dancin' and a-drinkin', probably never get done Then all at once I hear a ringin' in my ears Guess it must've been a dream 'cause I'm still right here Come one day, I'll be leavin' this old country town Come one day, I'll be headin' for the city Havin' fun and drinkin' some, everything's gonna work out fine One day I'll come back again, if I get the time Eatin' maple candy underneath the maple tree Just a-sittin' in the shade thinkin' what I wanna be Maybe some day I'll be a movie star Kissin' pretty girls and drivin' fancy cars Then everybody's gonna be so proud of me Say they knew it all along, just you wait and see Sittin' here, thinkin' 'bout the fix I'm in Ain't no time to write a line, is it ever gonna end? Spent my whole mornin' at the corner store Just a-smokin' and a-jokin' with the kid next door Gettin' aggravated 'cause my mind's gone dead Think I'll have a little drink and then just jump right into bed

Cleaning This Gun (Come On In Boy)

RODNEY ATKINS "If You're Going Through Hell"
The declaration of independence Think I can tell you that first sentence But then I'm lost I can't begin to count the theories I had pounded in my head that I forgot I don't remember all that spanish Or the gettysburg address But there is one speech from high school I'll never forgot [Chorus:] Come on in boy, sit on down And tell me 'bout yourself So you like my daughter, do you now Yeah we think she's something else She's her daddy's girl and her mama's world She deserves respect, that's what she'll get, ain't it son Now y'all run along and have some fun I'll see you when you get back Bet I'll be up all night Still cleaning this gun Well now that I'm a father I'm scared to death one day my daughter's gonna find That teenage boy I used to be Who seems to have just one thing on his mind She's growing up so fast it won't be long 'fore I'll have to put the fear of god Into some kid at the door [repeat chorus] It's all for show, ain't nobody gonna get hurt It's just a daddy thing, hey believe me man, it works [repeat chorus]

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