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Lerner Alan Jay lyrics

Waitin For My Dearie

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Fiona Many a lassie as ev'ryone knows'll Try to be married before twenty-five. So she'll agree to most any proposal. All he mus' be is a man, an' alive. I hold a dream an' there's no compromisin' I know there's one certain laddie for me. One day he'll come walkin' o'er the horizon: But should he not, then an old maid I'll be. Foolish, ye may say. Foolish I will stay. Waitin' for my dearie, an' happy am I to hold my heart till he comes strollin' by. When he comes, my dearie, one look an' I'll know That he's the dearie I've been wantin' so. Though I'll live forty lives till the day he arrives, I'll not ever, ever grieve. For my hopes will be high that he'll come strollin' by; For ye see, I believe That there's a laddie weary, and wanderin' free, Who's waitin' for his dearie: Me! 1st Girl What do ye do while ye're waitin' around For your lad to come your way? Fiona Well, when no one is lookin', ye kneel on the ground, An' ye pray an' pray an' pray! 2nd girl But when lassies sit an' have no men, Oh, how long becomes the night. Fiona But I fear the night is longer when the lad's no' right. Waitin' for my dearie is sweeter to me Than wooin' any laddie on the lea. Girls Dreamin' of your dearie, an' idlin' the day Fiona That's how I am an' how I'll ever stay. Though I'll live forty lives till the day he arrives, I'll not ever, ever grieve. For my hopes will be high that he'll come strollin' by; For ye see, I believe Fiona and Girls That there's a laddie weary, an' wanderin' free, who's waitin' for his dearie: Fiona Me!

Out Of Frequency

THE ASTEROIDS GALAXY TOUR "Out Of Frequency"
Now I got you on my mind Cause I know, now you're leaving town I just wanted you to say "Why don't you come, or should I stay?" You're going away I said it's okay. Why don't I ask you Not to go, and stay Go and stay... Waitin' every day Till my mind go mad, Will you ever come back? Stick around till the sky turn black And I hear you say I'm on my way Got me under your thumb What a big fun Come around, be my moon and the sun Till the day that we're done Am I blinded by the dark? I feel strange now that we're apart. I can't seem to find the time, For any joy or any thought of light. Are you okay? Tell me, are you okay? I'm afraid your Way won't ever Cross my way Cross my way Waitin' every day Till my mind go mad, Will you ever come back? Stick around till the sky turn black And I hear you say I'm on my way Got me under your thumb What a big fun Come around, be my moon and the sun Till the day that we're done Now I heard you're coming home. Oh I won't take A peek out the door, I will meet you in the street Suddenly, out of frequency. I've been okay, Yeah, I've been okay. Why don't you Not might go and Come and stay. Come and stay. Waitin' every day Till my mind go mad, Will you ever come back? Stick around till the sky turn black And I hear you say I'm on my way Got me under your thumb What a big fun Come around, be my moon and the sun Till the day that we're done Waitin' every day Waitin' every day Waitin' every day Waitin' every day Waitin' every day Waitin' every day Waitin' every day Waitin' every day

Rapture

Dragonlord (Dragon Lord) "Rapture"
Babylon fell Maybe too soon I did not notice her value Until I looked into the storm Why can't you see When scrolls are drawn Who will you die for? Death angels fly across the threshold Across these blazing shores For Satan blight the sky I am ancient Blasphemous Nothing left Pray for war Embracing evil A prophecy of war Dethrone the lord The great deceiver carries light Rapture Join us With demon swords collide Black reign for the ages Surging forth with might We begin to slowly formulize Rage on san redemptions Now and ever after Onward final battle [Lead: Smyth] And now you'll see Why I was plotting forever And as you kneel Make sure my story gets written End times forseen No righteous martyr My will be done Empire destroyed! Death angels scorch and burn the sky Throughout his rigid vortex Satan fantasized Annihilated mist Of utter nothingness Pray for war Just below I'll break the sacred seal Rapture

Likwit Ridas

Tha Alkaholiks "Likwidation"
Intro: WhoRidas. Tha Alkaholiks (X8) WhoRidas: Fo-sho shots get dropped and popped just like a picklock With the master key, but the master key be me I assign chop from hot, like a cold on a stove And commence to roll, like a tire A real rider will ride ya, like a stallion with a chair Any buster be cherbin', in the game that's embarrassin' And we came prepared because I'm round hoe On the down low And I hit the block with a 50 brown drama metal calico From the O to Mexico, we rip shows, gotta let them know How we flow, when we get the doe and roll a little harder So we smoke a hundered yarder, Bogard, who ridin' Marvin No duckin' and dodgin', my niggas be ridin' But we be no gangstas, straight laced parlayers You stick around and watch my money lay ya And I know them haters, don't want to see you excel On the way to Bogel, but them busters always bumpin' They gun with a story to tell, fresh off the press Hittin' hard like a tech on the target Scratching Just grab the mic, don't do it right. J-Ro: J-Ro rock the party till the needle start skippin' I'm trippin' like Pippen, long hour sippin' Uh, deep into books on my shelves I like them sexy ladies that can do for they damn selves What good is a beautiful dame, with a Royals Royce frame And a Volkswagen brain My style be kind of old, like gold But it's the reason why I still mold, C-notes in my bill fold I like my brew real cold, it's the Ro-gram you with me Swift won't you hit me, one time, fo the troubles in these rhymes Niggas do crimes and never make it past they primes My flows are numerous like East Valley murders Bustin' shit off like talk is cheap like Rally's burgers You know that cool niggero, riding on a metro With the Cold 4-0, I really don't like to permote guns But I got one, a pistol grip shot gun My other one weighs a ton, son, kid, loc, dog, whatever Fuckin' with the Likwit will get your head severed WhoRidas get it poppin' lik Buggalo shrimp, we got a perment job At rappin', we just attempt, and I Pimp the flow like Imp the Dimp And I run around 40's like my nigga Shawn Kemp, and I'm out Hook: This is how it goes down, check out he sound Westcoast underground, who is the tightest The Liks and WhoRidas (X2) WhoRidas: Trust no one, smash, with my family do or die When we ride on by cartel, street gangs by bail makes mail Won't stop, I sell, I need to proceed I can't cross what a nigga need with greed So I sit with Walley, and make my plan till dividens will end With this look, my grand one of a kind like a brick To buy some shit once find, and flip it twice But don't put a thang on hold we roll We stay on the road, I gtta make my fetti even if it's off the wall Gotta stay on the ball, my gift to gab, make a lotta cash Sit back in a lab and strike oil like an Arab For sheeze, I know my brown preeza, oh Jesus In my lifetime so many fans movin' hand to hand So many niggas ou there trying to be the man Like Neon Deion, got jacked like peons On the front line for the first time Talking: Hey, what's the big idea Put that gun away Harry we have a deal. It's never too late to improve your barganing position. Tash: And to whom it my concern, it's Tash turn to burn Bored as fuck with the mic I snatch that shit from Howard Stern And host my own show Cause Tash is bout it bout when it's crowded I'm here to rock y'all niggas even though I'm Guinestouted So slide some oil to these stiff MC's While I get into this style that bones like M 3's Cause I'm here to clock cheese, my style is mega costly Even Oakland niggas ay Tash is hella saucy (What!) I stomp out the cop out, no ties or split deciesions The Hennessy is fuckin' with my vision But even half blind, I still find a rhyme to blow your mind That's why I walk around L.A. with more hoes than Ginuwine So jump in the saddle if y'all niggas wanna battle Cause I roll shake and rattle till your whole crew skidattle I'm posted to be chosen as the one to keep it pumpin' That's why you lookin' at me like Tash is up to somethin'. I am though, I'm peepin' out the ladies on the wall That keep they self together with draweres that match they bras I feel 'em and I know them bitches feel me Cause I go by the name of (Catashtophy!) Hook (X2)

All I Can See

BRENDAN JAMES "The Day Is Brave"
I want to walk through this doorway I want to open my mind I want to pledge my allegiance to all I can find I want a car that will crash trough the barrier To a road no one knows I want to feel less control on the bend and I Want to land far from home The revolution of the earth around the sun Is the perfect lesson of how it should be So if I cannot learn to journey and return To never rest till I've seen all I can see I want to learn a completely new language, One I don't understand I want to help someone lost, someone helpless With the strength of my hand I want to come to the base of a statue built Before they counted the years And there I'll fall with my face in my hands And cry and feel their hope in my tears The revolution of the earth around the sun Is the perfect lesson of how it should be So if I cannot learn, to journey and return To never rest till I've seen all I can see Train rides and pastures colliding Colors and customs I've never seen I know I, yes I know I, I know I will stumble, but, Time is precious my friend Those who journey can easily understand The more they see, the more they'll learn, The more that they will be So this I swear to you, and this I swear to me I'll never rest till I've seen all I can see No, I'll never rest till I've seen all I can see I want to know where the stength of a person lies, In their past or their future Is it in the way that they hurt Or they love themselves, or is it all an illusion? I want to crawl from this skin that I'm painted in Body, please let it give I want to find the creator of all good things, Ask what it means to live

Coma

Grief
your mind is deadened from all the shit you pump into your veins no you lie in a hospital bed your life rendered insane nothing left of your former self nothing left but a vegetable struggle to resurface from this comatose state your are beyond help you will not rehabilitate lost in the debts of unconsciousness you cannot come to terms you are just a mere soul beyound the point of no return facial features are contorted limbs mangled and deformed drooling, pissing, shit yourself a sight of horror and despair family weep by your side they pray and pray for you return no one answers mournful prayers and no one ever will

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