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JULIE FOWLIS lyrics - Cuilidh

Mo Bheannnachd Dhan Bhàillidh Ùr

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[Mo Bheannachd Dhan Bhàillidh Ùr] Mo bheannachd dhan bhàillidh ùr, ’S tu fhèin a choisinn an cliù Nuair a thàinig e le thrùp Dh’uaislean o dhùthaich MhicLeòid. Is thàine tu led bhàirdse cruinn, Ghabh thu timcheall air Port Rìgh; Thogadh do shaighdearan cìs Fhad ’s a mhaireadh strì nan dòrn. Is thàine tu led bhàirds’ mun cuairt, Ghabh thu timcheall ’Chinn a Tuath Is dh’inns thu dhaibh gun gheilt gun ghruaim Gur e ’n cuan a bha fo sròin. Is ùr a’ chraobh on d’ rinn thu fàs, Na bha fon talamh dhith ’s gu h-àrd Gun mhosgan am bun no ’m bàrr Ach an giuthas àlainn òg. Is Dòmhnallaich sibh taobh air thaobh, Làmh dhearg as suaicheantas dhuibh, Long is bradan ’s leòmhann, craobh, Gidheagan is fraoch glas òg. [My Compliments to the New Bailiff/Factor] My compliments to the new bailiff/factor who earned a reputation when he arrived with his troop of noblemen from the land of MacLeod You came with your barge and went round Portree. Your soldiers would collect tax while the fight lasted. You came with your barge and went round the North End, informing them without cowardice or gloom that you were master of the open seas. You are the offshoot of a vigorous tree, in root and branch. A beautiful young fir, without decay in root or foliage. You are MacDonald on both sides. Your crest is a red hand, a galley, a salmon, a tree, a thistle and young green heather.

Sheila

JAMIE T "Panic Prevention"
Sheila goes out with her mate Stella, It gets poured all over her fella, 'Cause she's says, man he ain't no better, Than the next man kicking up fuss Drunk she stumbles down by a river Screams calling London None of us heard her coming I guess the carpet weren't rolled out (Oh when my love, my darling, You've left me here alone. I'll walk the streets of London Which once seemed all our own. The vast suburban churches, Together we have found: The ones which smelt of gaslight, The ones in incense drown'd) Her lingo went from the cockney to the gringo Any time she sing a song, The other girls sing along. And tell all the fellas that the lady is single. A fickle way to tickle, On my young mans ting. She's up for doing what she like, Any day more like the night. She drowned drunk sorrows. That she stole, bought, borrowed She didn't like fights, But at the same time understood that Fellas will be fellas till the end of time. (Good heavens you boys, blue-blooded murder of the English tongue.) Jack had a gang That he called "The Many Grams", He was known as smack Jack the Cracker Man In life he was dealt some shit hands But the boys got the back now And Jay went the same way As Mickey and Dan Dependent mans upon the heroins And man Lisa had a baby with Sam, And now Jack on his own man, Well done Jack, glug down that cider Your right she's a slut And you never fucking liked her Not like what he stopped so shocked 'Cause it turns out the last dance Killed the pied piper Tough little big man friends With your daughters Only cos they drive him To pick up all his quarters Crawler, lager lout brawlers Fall to the floor think they're free But they ain't near the border Too young gunned down by your hell fire corner Always did a favour, But never took a order, Behave young scally wag, A fine young galahad Glad ragged up but only ever getting fag hags, Hung on his shoulder, cheap price shop tag Slag better understand He came for the glamour But this town's original Superficial the issue For one dear Jack, there 35 doppelgangers Sheila goes out with her mate Stella It gets poured all over her fella 'Cause she's says, man he ain't no better Than the next man kicking up fuss Drunk she stumbles down by a river Screams calling London None of us heard her coming I guess the carpet weren't rolled out So this a short story 'bout the girl Georgina Never seen a worse, clean young mess Under stress at best, but she pleased to see ya With love, god bless, we lay her body to rest Now it all dear started with daddys alcoholic Light weights chinking down, numbing his brain, And the doctor said He couldn't get the heart dear started Now beat up, drugged up She feeling the strain She says in a rut What the fuck I spose to do Suck it up start stop keep running through, True but you try ain't easy to do, She been buckle belt beaten From the back like a brat Dunno where she goin But she know where she at, So Georgy its time to chain react, But the truth is you know She probably fought back, Tears stream down her face, She screamed away When I fall, no one catch me Alone lonely, I'll overdose slowly Get scared, I'll scream and shout But you know it won't matter She'll be passing out I say giggidibiggidiup just another day Another sad story, that's tragedy Paramedic announced death at 10:30 Rip it up kick it to spit up the views Sheila goes out with her mate Stella It gets poured all over her fella 'Cause she's says, man he ain't no better Than the next man kicking up fuss Drunk she stumbles down by a river Screams calling London None of us heard her coming I guess the carpet weren't rolled Sheila goes out with her mate Stella It gets poured all over her fella 'Cause she's says, man he ain't no better Than the next man kicking up fuss Drunk she stumbles down by a river Screams calling London None of us heard her coming I guess the carpet weren't rolled out

Unworry

ANI DIFRANCO "¿Which Side Are You On?"
I know I've seen you around You can't forget that hair But I didn't hear you come in How long have you been sitting there? You know you can tell me anything I promise I don't scare Let's only ever be allies even if the whole background dissolves And little pink hearts can pop over our heads but we'll keep our cool You know I have enjoyed my life It's been exciting And I've become more peaceful No more fighting And I ain't gonna waste your time Wronging and righting Round and round centered by the grooves on an old oak tree Nibbled by minnows and licked by a salty sea And I gotta say I'm amazed not in a good way at how much I don't remember I just gotta hope though I'm slow it's all part of what I know the facts are pretend anyway Yeah the facts are pretend anyway I know I've seen you around Always in that uniform Pirate hat just a little stained Sword just a little worn You know you can tell me anything I'm not just tooting my own horn Let's only ever be allies even if the whole background dissolves And little pink hearts can pop over our heads but we'll keep our cool Baby teach me to unworry I will teach you to unhide In the city where they don't need x-rays To see each other's insides Under a big old oak tree Synchronicities gather in tide Round and round centered by the grooves on an old oak tree Nibbled by minnows and licked by a salty sea And I gotta say I'm amazed not in a good way at how much I don't remember I just gotta hope though I'm slow it's all part of what I know the facts are pretend anyway Yeah the facts are pretend anyway Yeah the facts are pretend

Latino

JOELL ORTIZ "The Brick: Bodega Chronicles"
[Intro: Joell Ortiz] Uhh, look around in my neighborhood (aquí en el barrio, tú sabes) See how we live, see right there on that corner That's where they sell the drugs (la manteca broder) Run the numbers and, play dominoes, whistle at the fly ladies You know, I'm Latino, hahahahaha (pa que sepa) [Joell Ortiz:] The dope gets sold by the bodega While y'all call it dope, we call it the manteca We don't look for lotto numbers in the newspaper We play it right over the counter by the Now & Laters Sit down on milk crates and play dominoes ¡Capicu! Slam it down, tell 'em adios Another round of beers before we go upstairs And watch a fuzzy TV on some of the oldest chairs Relax, take a bath and get nice and clean Come out just in time for dinner, you know rice and beans A little chicken, maybe tostones, it's up to Ma She might be tired keepin this house all up to par Sometimes I look out the window and see some nice wheels I got a thing for rims, they give me slight chills Round here you get killed over a ice-grill Guns pop but the O.G.'s carry knives still (word) [Chorus: Joell Ortiz (La Bruja)] (Latinooooo) I'm that and I'm proud If you don't know us let me tell you about (Latinooooos) We got beautiful women (la-la-la la-la-la la-la) And they all seem to know their way around the kitchen I'm (Latinooooo) yeah we stick together We had hard lives so our skin is thick forever We (Latinoooooos) I'm that and I'm proud (la la la la la la laaaa) If you don't know us let me tell you about [Joell Ortiz:] See e'ry block got a different crew This kid I knew got paralyzed cause of his tattoo And he wasn't in a gang Just some young punk tryin to come up and get a name Put a bullet in his brain, it's a shame But yo, on a better note Latina women look so good from head to toe, get 'em and never let 'em go Baseball is big in my town So is boxing, a hundred he don't see the ninth round These young girls is fresh, they like to get piped down Babies havin babies, guess who on the WIC line now? Guess who got welfare? Guess who on Medicaid? Guess who left they kid with their girl for eleven days? Without callin, cause he's ballin One year from now he'll have a child support warrant It happen all the time in my community That's the difference between someone like you and me - I'm [Chorus] [Joell Ortiz:] Big Chino got a truck, and a bike, and a boat But Chino got a gun cause his life full of coke And Chino havin fun, he don't like bein broke But Chino gon' be done, FBI is no joke And I don't want Chi' to get knocked When the truck around he buy ice cream for the block See where I'm from the kids look up to the hustlers Even if they're family with some of the customers My abuela used to tell me to stay off the corner You heard what happened to Mrs. Rivera's daughter? See she had got caught in the crossfire right there in broad day Shot her in the back tryin run in the hallway By my buildin all you hear is, "Oye Ten cuidado la policia esta en la esquina de Broadway" There's action all the time in my neighborhood But see we all mind our business like a neighbor should See this one right here is for all my Latinos around the world Around the world man, there's so many of us man Be proud of who you are man, I love y'all niggaz Joell Ortiz [Chorus: w/ ad libs] [Joell Ortiz & La Bruja:] Latinooooos

Young Hearts

JJ DEMON
Here, in the summer when the sun leaves later we sat under the plum tree hearing the hum of the cicadas We become free fireflies, lantern The fields of our youth ever feel the sky's amber Dust, brings a calming glow Like a brush we can kiss and my mom won't know and I promise tonight to be honest my pot grows cold Don't tell us that we're too young and the blinds won't hold But I feel like this is for real life Forever I'm squeezing your hand in a trance that's so clever Dandelions explode The wind blows tender Will I still be outside of your window in September? Who knows when the days are like years and my big little heart says "Stay the night here" Knowin' I can't and I won't but I want to Suddenly I'm brave enough to tell you that I love you In the summer when the sun stays longer and everyday is Sunday There's no place to complain Two hearts unchained, kids fallin' fast bear for thunderwaves we're fallin' in the grass Left it spillin' like water from a bucket Life was so luscious now we're both thrushes[?] How much is a popsicle cause I'm treatin' we leave the red stains on our faces while we eat 'em on the swings like the wings of a lovebird children upping forts in the passion of the suburb We plan for the next minute we abandon our plan and the very second we're in it Cause these are like the days to be timid an its ink will confess the note I will ask you but please, certain yes Maybe all I can remember are the fun parts or have we just grown too old for our young hearts? In the summer when the sun starts humming something beautiful Before we ever saw our first funeral Before we ever cried over love and its little quirks we just like the way it felt not knowing if it will hurt one day I used to scribble[?] your name on my arm now I'm looking at your text not knowing what to respond All the poetry escapes me I wonder how we've forgotten the bliss in waitin' an eternity for a kiss an eternal leave we'll miss the days your parents thought we were cute now I'm no longer welcome in your home No shelter from the storm back then the clouds all seemed pretty We learned later how it felt to be alone stomp every mountain in the cold young love is like icecream I'm the Cancer and you're the Pisces why do we grow like a cancer? I'm lookin' for that old answer to the question "Do you like me?"

Tito Santana

JOE BUDDEN "Escape Route"
[Wale] Uhh... Dub, A, L, E Appreciate it Joe, yeah Highly unstoppable, nothin's un-coppable Tito Santana matador ain't equipped to stop the bull Proud of product pulled over nigga not be scorned Around here I am the goat like the Capricorn New grove, still bitches don't know this a flaw Cause my hoes in the X like they model for cars Here to change the whole game due to audible Initial place wasn't cruel so we oughta bull I'm {?} to my little mack competition You gon' need a couple stars to get your first victor Word picture, hurt niggaz, young verse killer Fist pleaser, skirt lifter, young Dirk Diggler Wahlberg (Shooter), young flow fluid And my brains travel like Yung Berg jewels Transformer, no opponent is formidable Pockets morbidly obese, I'll be tourin for loot I'm Wale, the new nigga on the block See my team has hella cars, I got a couple knots See, how the beat gets ate off Acquire my scratch and I ain't have to use an 8-ball Hip-Hop's whole face is off And I rock with the band, this a cake-walk Yeah And I don't want I don't wanna be condescending on that but like cake-walk Like, I meant like cake from the second season of "Da Band" Like cake-walk like it's, fuck it (TALK TO 'EM!) [Joe Budden] Yo, I'll be whatever you wan' call me Weird or faulty, but lyricists can't ignore me (nah) Keep a shooter wherever the force be (why?) Case they gotta make a band member strip naked like Aubrey So, they hate and they say But the AK's a cross from the tommy like Shenene and they'll try ya Rap hero but wasn't nicer, prior I started off the top of the dome, call him Sylar Now you now son become C. Dalvin Dollar Dungarees, kicks fly closet like Chun Lee (but dawg) Pump me with Sigel to pump B You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three Flow's all flames, not a race but keep up Cause I'll (Bolt) on Usain, I'm too ahead of the game So take your seat on the bench You met Wale and 9th Wonder, now meet the tenth Joey...

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