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Kinks lyrics - Arthur or the Decline and Fall of the British Empire

Mr. Churchill Says

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Well Mr. Churchill says, Mr. Churchill says We gotta fight the bloody battle to the very end Mr. Beaverbrook says we gotta save our tin And all the garden gates And empty cans are gonna make us win We shall defend our island On the land and on the sea We shall fight them on the beaches On the hills and in the fields We shall fight them in the streets Never in the field of human conflict was so much owed to so few 'Cos they have made our British Empire A better place for me and you And this was their finest hour Well Mr. Montgomery says And Mr. Mountbatten says We gotta fight the bloody battle to the very end As Vera Lynn would say We'll meet again someday But all the sacrifices we must make before the end Did you hear that plane flying overhead There's a house an fire and there's someone lying dead We gotta clean up the streets And get me back on my feet Because we wanna be free Do your worst and we'll do our best We're gonna win the way that Mr. Churchill says Oh! oh! oh! oh! oh! oh! Well Mr. Churchill says We gotta hold up our chins We gotta show some courage and some discipline We gotta black up the windows and nail up the doors And keep right on till the end of the war

Fight For Me Tonight

ANUHEA "For Love"
When I went on the scene, a little clubbin' with my girls And I'm a be, looking for trouble Gonna let it down and I'm a see, what I can do Cause I need a man, is it you? You're looking pretty neat 'cross the dance floor I see you smilin', so you know what I'm gonna ask for You walk on over, and when the time is right I get approached by a male friend Well I said, "Hey, you giving up so easily? A little competition and you're gonna run away? I'm yours if you like, you gotta fight for me tonight, fight for me tonight." Fight for me tonight. It's after the show, the party's jumping and the fun starts to flow This meet and greet has got me thinking I need more I turn the corner and there you are Opportunity in your backyard It's hard for me to think with this crowd around I love my friends, but I really need to wind it down You would want it too, but you don't know what to do Come on son, do I gotta to spell it out for you? Well I said, "Hey, you giving up so easily? A little competition and you're gonna run away? I'm yours if you like, you gotta fight for me tonight, fight for me tonight." Fight for me tonight If something gets in your way, why you gonna give up so soon? [x3] Umm... With all that's going on in the world and the pressures of today Why let a little competition get you out of the game? I don't like seeing blood, and that don't mean you have to scratch But just fight for me tonight Hey (hey) I said hey (hey) Well I said hey (hey) Oh oh oh oh oh I said, "Hey, why you giving up so easily? A little competition and you're gonna run away? I'm yours if you like, you gotta fight for me tonight, fight for me tonight."

Some How Some Way

JAY-Z "The Blueprint 2: The Gift & The Curse"
(feat. Beanie Sigel, Scarface) [Chorus] (Please believe that) Some how some way We gotta make it up out the hood some day Some how some way We gotta make it up out this life Some how some way We gotta make it up out this life Some way we gotta make it up out this life [Jay-Z] Weather we dribble out this motherfucker Rap metaphors and riddle out this motherfucker Work second floors, hospital out this motherfucker Some how we gotta get up out this motherfucker Some day the cops will kill a motherfucker I don't always want to be this drug dealing Motherfucker damn Wish I could take us all on this magic carpet ride Through the sky I Use to play the hall up fifth floor me and my boys we All poor getting high I seen the worst of the worst I deserve every blessing I received I'm from the dirt I planted my seed on unfertile land Myrtle Park Marcy, Flushing and Nostrand and Still I grew some how I knew the sun will shine through And touch my soul take hold of my hand Look man a tree grows in Brooklyn [Chorus] Some how some way I gotta make it up out the hood someday Some how some way I gotta make it up out this life Some way I gotta make it up out this hood someday [Beanie Sigel] [Talking:] To old Nell, Sigel street I ain't forget you Twenty niggas on the block trying to chase that buck Nosey neighbors and haters keep their face on stuck Cops roll up on the pavement break the dice games up Behind smoke kids can't chase the ice cream truck Girls fighting over Rollie young boys hype things up Niggas fighting over Cold young boys light things up All the petty ass wars fuck the night scene up Remember Lil' Eddie man how he light mean up Then they wonder why we light green up Back to back steamers trying to relax but I can't I lean up ain't the L or the refer that steam up It's my head stress to the point I get a fever Thinking bout the block and all the mothers and kids That can't leave and how the Chinks gotta feed'em For the rest of their life fucking wings fried Vegetable rice(gotta be kidding) No breakfast Cap'n Crunch at night Our kids eating lunch at night In their beds all bunched in tight No less than three or four(you know how it go) Two by the foot two by the headboard Man I'm getting scared for them (Yeah I know) Thats how I feel for them And we gotta grip the shorties on the block All they do is smoke weed and drink forties Cop their quarties Enough to get the latest ROC, newest glock, and old Jordies [Chorus] Some how some way We gonna make it up out the hood someday Some how some way We gonna make it up out this life Some how some way We gonna make it up out the hood one day Some way we gonna make it up out this life [Scarface] Right here another lil' story bout this click I claimed Another chapter based on how I get that game Hanging round my neighborhood and bang my street Sit and watch the passer-bys play my sweep South-side sunny side Blocks I run South Vegas, South Paul Nigga all got guns Over here we got this poor () get that there We know tomorrow ain't promise so we get that there Fuck sitting in the living room guarding the steps Working inside a slump house starving to death Serving these nigga flippers, quarter-ounces and Zippers agents snapping your picture neighbors Plotting to get ya Situations is critic I was out here to get it Living it like a savage cause nigga I gotta have it And holding back all the mothers for a minute Pumping hard dog Erase enough to walk it down and fuck it all dog Love being willied and your creek gonna rise I'm be a nigga and these streets gonna rise (Some how some way) (Some how some way) I'm be a nigga and these streets gonna rise [Chorus] Some how some way We gotta make it up out the hood some day Some how some way We gotta make it up out this life Some how some way We gotta make it up out the hood some day Some way we gotta make it up out this life [Whistling]

Do It

Delbert McClinton "Genuine Houserockin"
Verse 1 Well I was feeling like hell and I was not getting well, so I went in for a physical check, and when I got to the doc, it was a hell of a shock, He said boy you're a physical wreck. He said your livers all swollen and your stomachs got a hole in it from drinking too much for too long, and that's a good indication you got bad circulation cause your blood pressures almost gone. And you got no reflexes in your solar plexus when I tap you on the top of your knee, and your pulse ain't steady and your lungs are ready to collapse anytime you breath. And at the rate you're going all the symptoms showing, boy you'll never live to get old. So I came up with a plan to make you healthy again, but boy you've got to do what you're told. CHORUS If you dig it, don't do it, and if you like it better leave it alone, and if it's too much fun that ought to clue you son that you're probably doing something that's wrong. And if it feels good to you, don't let it fool you cause you're playing in the danger zone. I kept waiting and waiting for the doctor to finish but he kept going on and on. Verse 2 He told me cut out the booze and put those muscles in use and don't be smoking no cigarettes, and you know love with a stranger might be fun but it's just like Russian Roulette. Get the grease out your diet boil it don't fry it and don't you eat no more barbecue. You better get you a pen I ain't gonna tell you again cause there's a whole lot more you gotta' do. Chorus Vrese 3 He told me cut out the meat(sweets?), and don't be crampin your feet and then he pointed toward Italian shoes. And he said boy lookit here you're gonna' damage your ear, listening to loud rock and rhythm and blues. and if a rabbit won't eat it brother you don't need it, that's the rules of your new menu. I wouldn't tell you no lie cause you will certainly die and there's a whole lot more you gotta' do. Chorus to end You better stand up straight, you better lose some weight Your postures a terrible disgrace You ought to suck in your gut; you need to pull in your butt And there's whole lot more you gotta' do.

Snapshot Memories

JUST JACK "The Outer Marker"
[Part I] Well I'm a secret lemonade drinker a free thinker I stay focused but not blinkered And these snapshot memories in my mind Legacies from another time And I find That as the days pass the colours fade But the images remain [Part II] Grazed knees, page three's BMX, Atari's Dayglo, Velcro Yoyo's, Beano's Hip hop, don't stop Starwars figures, football stickers Cola bottles, Jerry Cottles Fat laces, dirty faces Kiss chases, Wacky Races Herbie Hancock, Kurtis Blow Roxanne Shanté, UFO Hip hop Don't stop [Part III] Everything's in slow motion Hands in the air Sweat flying everywhere But we don't care Well you could try to fight the feeling But I can't see the use There's so much love in this room And yes its all drug induced Can't remember who I am Or what I'm doing here But at the same time In my mind Everything is clear No fear and no drama It's all good karma And I never can forget The night before the morning after [CHORUS] Sun up to sun down Come up to come down Just waiting for Friday to come around Sun rise to sun set How high can we get Monday morning and none of us have slept yet Well there's more to life than this Of that I'm fully aware But there's nothing more intense Than crazy nights we shared We got bass for the body Chemicals for the head Every day lives Were like a skin we shed Well you could try to fight the feeling But I can't see the use There's so much love in this room Of that we're living proof You could try to fight the feeling But I can't see the use It's a shame that in the end It was all drug induced [CHORUS x2] [Part IV] Even as I watch you All the rest seems to disappear You pull me in with your tractor beams And wrap me up in your wicked schemes My Sunday morning eyes observe Your Cadbury's skin uncurve And in tronic patterned Venetian light You moonwalk to the bathroom Well you move across my space without friction You're so unbelievable you must be fiction Or perhaps a premonition But as I listen I hear your footfall softly And all my troubles fall away from me So easily But so slowly [Part V] All these memories in my mind I'm still a secret lemonade drinker

No Deeper Meaning

Culture Beat
Too tough to be denied got to keep my stride As I take you for a ride The rhythm and the beat and the rhyme must coincide Be rehearsed and tired Can't come off soft I gotta come off I like the spotlight like a moth Enjoy being seen but I have to stay correct To be the man that you select The one you choose when the blues begins to confuse All your dent's and do's I make the rules and I am setting the path Stating my case while I move the place Gonna win the race and I'll tell you face to face The J is the ace Possessing all the elements that are needed And you can't beat it No no no I don't want a deeper meaning In any song I'm dancing to No no no I don't want a deeper meaning All I want to do is dance with you Let's take a stroll get on a roll What I'm taling about is to fold body and soul I gotta grip so grab a hold If you think that I can fit the mold Never ending no pretending or descending We're gonna rock from the beginning Party full speed ahead Wake the dead You gotta dish those lead Feet that make you walk like a person that stutters talk You gotta be swift like the hawk Forever on the dancefloor drenched in sweat Cause I'm the man the set The stage threw you into a rage Took you out your cage and out you into a daze Now you're out there dipping not slipping And I'm through hipping

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