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How Far Jerusalem

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They are the victims of the night Ride against the wind born to loose the fight They fill the doorways they come far Holding what they bring details on a card And on a rainy night like this Someone shuts the door goodbye on there lips They are the victims of the night Ride against the wind born to loose the fight They fill the doorways they come far Holding what they bring details on a card And on a rainy night like this Someone shuts the door goodbye on there lips There is no charity from where they come There's nothing left to be In stark reality thy will be done For you and for me How far Jerusalem before the heart breaks down No kings amongst them cold feet in London town How far Jerusalem oh broken hearted clown We stand among them cold feet in London town They are in search of Liberty's trail Equal in their eyes faces drawn and pale So many hearts have gone before Probably ignored crashing to the floor They are the victims of the night Ride against the wind born to loose the fight There is no charity from where they come There's nothing left to be In stark reality thy will be done For you and for me How far Jerusalem before the heart breaks down No kings amongst them cold feet in London town How far Jerusalem oh broken hearted clown We stand among them cold feet in London town How far Jerusalem before the heart breaks down No kings amongst them cold feet in London town How far Jerusalem oh broken hearted clown We stand among them cold feet in London town Ahhhhh. How far Jerusalem

Hot Night In A Cold Town

JOHN COUGAR MELLENCAMP "Nothin' Matters And What If It Did"
Sonny's out strolling, ambling slowly Washed in amber street lights A Mexican wind blows in Takin' ahold of Angelina's hair and her halo Motors runnin' muffling the sound Of street talk, a big deal's goin' down Chorus: It's another hot night In a cold town Got yourself a hot night In a cold town Johnny's got spare change in his pocket And a ring and a watch to hock for a sweet ride A one way ticket hidden in his shoe These last few hours He says he'll spend with you He's leavin' home without a trace No forwarding address he'll never have to face another... Chorus Well the losers and the groovers And the corner boys are hangin' 'round Runnin' in and out of doorways Up and down the stairs Stray dogs headed for the pound Chorus

Still Alive

AZ "A.W.O.L"
[Intro:] Okay, if you in a club I advise you to put your drinks down, and head to the dance floor Anywhere else will be uncivilized If you're in a car, pull over put the hazards on and let the windows down This is something the world needs to know Let's go [Verse 1:] Yes I'm Brooklyn's best till I'm put to rest I heard tales a nigga sin to shells to cook my flesh No jail, never stale homie look how fresh I'm low key like them old G crooks out west As far as poetry Nas, Biggie, Jay, Mos Def Rakim, Gucci, Rap, Kane, KRS Like Common and kanye I could say I'm blessed Peace to Ghost, Raekwon and Ron Artest This is [?] hunger, I'm obsessed with summer I'm for what runners is gunnin' them young boys will gun ya But any nigga icey your own wifey will warn ya There's no wonder, every fronter wanna be stunner I spit thunder, I'll miss when I'm six feet under Legit, I'm just tryina shift G-Unit numbers Even rich niggaz slip for the slumber Shit happens but believe I'm back blastin a number [Chorus: x2] This is not a life that we in, this is hell This is not a stoop that we on, it's a cell Life is not a gift in the hood, it's a charge Because I made it out, so that makes me a God [Verse 2:] Yes my flows elite, I know the streets I'm the cold ?cheeks? of the East Coast I blow on beats I create the aucoma state how I doze to sleep I keep dozing but never doze six feet deep I'm out for presidents to represent me Say what, I haze up 'fore haters hopin' I gave up It's either you stay tough or you copin' to ?cage cuff? From cold player to cold savor to host favor Who's the most underrated, G Rap, AZ, and Jada Allah savior, bark but sharp as a razor With street smarts in a Jedi heart like Darth Vader Hearts behavior, puffin a Garcia Vega The god see the haters be the larceny is greater Pardon the player, I'm crunk with some defeats Some have somebody somewhere don't want me to eat I'm war with the streets, I'm wanted and I'm comin' for keeps [Chorus] [Verse 3:] And it's a must I live it, the trucks is kitted Too many peoples in the ?pee? now so duck or visit Show it off when I freestyle, who fuckin' with it A final song for song as long as the hustlers get it as long the jewels on all is custom fitted Diamond cut for cut the cluster ups the digits Enough is enough with the trust I hush the critics Buck for buck, yeah I'm buck while I must admit it The dough done did it, I'm [?] the flow is vivid You know me, low key homie, only expose the snippit So prolific, so sincere, so gifted So melodic, ya'll got it so twisted Sip the [?] E-40 the [?] had a few [?] brought it back to the sewers True this no duets, no collabs, no regrets you [?] just here tryina cash some little checks [Chorus x2]

World War 24

RYAN ADAMS "Love Is Hell, Pt. 1"
Porcelain doll Your mother runs an antique shop She takes some stuff, I take a lot We sleep all day Slow response I'm feelin' like an afterthought I guess I'm kinda lost in space And London's okay She don't even ask what time it is anymore Dressed up like its World War 24 Sugar sweet She loves it when it hits her teeth The river hides the carousel In London, oh well Coma comes Like bullets from a candy gun Delivers us into the sun Of London, my love She don't even ask what time it is anymore Dressed up like its World War 24 And if we get too high We'll burn this town We'll burn this town We'll burn this town Oh, baby, bring me down Oh, baby, bring me down Oh, baby, bring me down Oh, baby, bring me down I'm all yours I'm all yours I'm all yours

Latitude

ELTON JOHN "Made In England"
Grey London morning, wet London streets Rain on the window, wind in the trees It's my time to write, it's your time to call There's something about distance that gets to us all Dark clouds above me, little people below All walk with a purpose with someplace to go It's my place to paint my own selfish scene On this cold lonely canvas, it's just the weather and me And latitude Fold back the morning and bring on the night There's an alien moon That hangs between darkness and light Latitude between me and you You're a straight line of distance A cold strech of black across blue Latitude Cracks in the sidewalks, dogs on the run An old poster reading 'Give us your sons' Window frames capture moments in time But latitude captures the heart and the mind

A Foggy Day

ELLA FITZGERALD
I was a stranger in the city Out of town were the people I knew I had that feeling of self-pity What to do, what to do, what to do The outlook was decidedly blue But as I walked through the foggy streets alone It turned out to be the luckiest day I've known A foggy day, in London town Had me low, had me down I viewed the morning, with much alarm British Museum, had lost its charm How long I wondered, Could this thing last But the age of miracles, hadn't past For suddenly, I saw you there And through foggy London town, The sun was shining everywhere For suddenly, I saw you there And through foggy London town, The sun was shining everywhere Everywhere Everywhere Everywhere

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