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MODEST MOUSE lyrics - The Fruit That Ate Itself

Karma's Payment

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uh oh uh oh down low down low etc. i am not who i want to be i probably will not ever be i drove my car onto 14th i drove it right on down the street i had not had any sleep so i ate Minithins to stay awake you crashed your car right into me there was two days I 'fore I had to leave. uh oh uh oh down low down low etc. i am not who i want to be i probably will not ever be I took a trip down to California karma payment plan... k-k-karma's payment plan (x2) my car broke down out in the street the radiator sprung a leak i met this guy he said that he could help me i'm on the karma payment plan.. (x2) we went to his house and did some speed he said karma would pay for this deed he got it fixed and he started to scare me i ditched him eventually and came back for the van the next morning i'm in the Karma payment plan (x2) i went to LA the next day i got jacked in a really bad way i cannot tell you but.. it's a long story

Late Night, Maudlin Street

MORRISSEY
Winter coming Winter push on (push on) Oh, winter push on Winter is so long Winter moves on The last night on Maudlin Street Goodbye house, goodbye stairs I was born here And I was raised here, and ...I took some stick here Love at first sight It may sound trite But it's true, you know I could list the detail Of everything you ever wore or said Or how you stood the day As we spent the last night On Maudlin Street 'Goodbye house, forever!' I never stole a happy hour Around here Where the world's ugliest boy Became what you see Here I am - the ugliest man Oh, the last night on Maudlin Street Truly I do love you Oh, truly I do love you When I sleep With that picture of you framed beside my bed Oh, it's childish and it's silly But I think it's you in my room, by the bed (...yes, I told you it was silly...) And I know I took strange pills But I never meant to hurt you Oh, truly I love you Came home late one night Everyone had gone to bed But, you know No-one stays up for you I had sixteen stitches All around my head Oh, the last bus I missed to Maudlin Street So he drove me home in the Van Complaining, 'Women only like me for my mind...' Don't leave your torch behind A powercut ahead; 1972, you know And so we crept through the park No, I cannot steal a pair of jeans off a clothesline For you But you ... without clothes Oh, I could not keep a straight face Me - without clothes ? Well, a nation turns its back and gags... I'm packed I am moving house A half-life disappears today With 'every hag waves me on' (secretly wishing me gone) Well, I will be soon Ooh, I will be soon I will be soon I will be soon Will be soon, I will be soon Mmm ... I will be soon, I will be soon There were bad times on Maudlin Street They took you away in a police car Inspector - don't you know ? Don't you care ? Don't you know - about Love ? Your gran died And your mother died On Maudlin Street In pain, and ashamed With never time to say those special things ... oh I took the key from Maudlin Street Well, it's only bricks and mortar ! Oh, oh, truly I love you Oh, wherever you are Wherever you are Wherever you are I hope you're singing now Oh, I do hope I hope you're singing now Oh ...

Richter Scale

EPMD "Back in Business"
Intro: Put them on put them on Shiesty motherfuckers Recognize that check it PMD: Yo we build and destroy black Benz's and the convoy Use a different 9 to valoy metal money caught it in his velcro Another shell split his elbow a good fellow Like Jimmy Chochimes he tote two nines two dimes Caught the guard block and at the shoe shine Yeah he just got word about his man James Dean from Queens Hit a bank and shot a guard in the spleen With Bill Blast, he made a dash smash the cash Ran two blocks pulled off the ski mask But then started flippin', forced in the phat whip and People started talkin', po-po started sniffin',plus He never hit James Dean with the cream So James put a hit to catch him on the scene The police got a tip from a girl he use to run with Sell guns with, trees and mack clips, yeah She was nice, drove a 5-0 twice, on the cell all night With more hoes than Heidi Fleiss And the girl drove a black Infinity, moving keys to Kennedy Different name everyday fake identity They made a deal and copped a plea and turned state So at the house the police wait with Jeds caught him in his 8 50 that's how the streets be moving shiefty Found Billy and he slipped and paid quickly Different day but the same song, life goes on So watch the street kid, cause it's a put on Hook: That's how it goes down, down on the under (x2) Erick Sermon: I seen Will on the corner, Flatbush and Park Slope Shippin' two pounds of coke with 2 O.G.'s in his bear coat Chrome neena, rollin' with this bitch named Catrena Undercover queena that pack a street sweeper 5 years for doin' Fed time for extortion And a jail up in Boston for major jewel flossin' Hits safes quickly can hear a black Jamie Summers Pick the right numbers and have mad runners Or Hardcore Lil' Kim, Queen Bee Bitch Who never snitch, played the game and never rode the bench Will swear up and down this bitch will kill at will For her family, no fantasy, a James Colamity Time for the score, from Hammerton to Marine Park Gotta get there, before it get dark, we arrive She reload the black 45, concealed by the waist line And nows hte time, she jumped out the car In front was a Hummer, two new comers, I never seen before I approached tall Joey Who's those guys lookin' wise? Had my black ass surprised. A-yo yo yo it's a set up, where's the doe, uh Where's the loot, give it to me and don't get cute Catrina pulled the weapon, shot Joey The other two guys pulled out and aimed, explain Yo, she hid the two kids with Joey, she didn't know Cause she paid more doe for 'em Will screamed You bitch! Sorry she said Then boow! Will got lit That's how it goes down, down on the under They drove off quickly in the black Hummer Never trust no matter what the dance or song Cause it could be a put on Hook (x4)

Cramp Your Style

ICE-T "VI - Return Of The Real"
(I cramp your style With a bullet and a smile) [Onyx] [ VERSE 1 ] Ugh, niggas on the d-l casin me out Truckin my jewels, feelin for the tools When they come they gots to come correct Because they know I catch wreck A well-known wild street vet Step into the kill zone, baby, it's on I pack the twin nine-mills that'll lift your dome Chrome pump with double-eyed slots and such A fully-auto Mac-dime that is sure to touch Ya, bust you with the Desert Eagle Street legal, move against my peole And the Ice gets evil Hit you with the .44 Smith & Wes- Son, you're best to run cause my Tec eats pests I got a glock with the laser, hot police taser Step in real close, I hit your throat with the razor You wanna live or die, it's your decision Talk shit, you're dissin, i got you in my night vision Brain fragments on the street released Another nigga fronts hard, another nigga deceased I got a H.K., A.K. and a M-16 A 12-gauge street sweeper with the circular clip Quick to let projectiles fly, you die And watch your fat moms cry - bull's eye (I cramp your style With a bullet and a smile) [Onyx] What you think all the guns is for [ VERSE 2 ] What's up, niggas don't seem to hear Still lookin crazy, let me make this clear Fool, the Ice ain't havin it And when I let loose lead, believe I'm accurate Fat scope on a 306 Sawed-off double barrel and a pistol grip Pump on my lap at all times I fill my gauge shells with nickels and dimes Thompson Center spittin .45 slugs Black Mac-11, Python .357 Snub-nose .38 or .380 Seventy Automatic, full metal jackets Hollow points comin atcha fast You feel the slug before you hear the blast (I cramp your style With a bullet and a smile) [Onyx] Muthafuckas frontin hard Lookin at niggas crazy and shit Make a nigga break Nigga don't want me to pull out [ VERSE 3 ] I don't like shootin but I do shoot straight Niggas I be rollin with will shoot up a wake Why you wanna step in the sights of a nigga Known hair trigger, the coroner delivers More cold bodies to the morgue each weekend One minute you bleed, the next minute you're leakin Best to listen close cause this ain't no boast And never forget that I leave you wet Bloody, sticky, holes in your Dickey's Oh what a pity, lookin all shitty My Winchester will get the best of ya Hand grenades will fade all the rest of ya I reach out and touch you with the parabellum You got a crew, you better tell em

Memory

JACKIE EVANCHO "Prelude To A Dream"
Midnight, not a sound from the pavement. Has the moon lost her memory? She is smiling alone. In the lamp light the withered leaves collect at my feet. And the wind begins to moan. Memory, all alone in the moonlight. I can smile at the old days, I was beautiful then I remember the time I knew what happiness was. Let the memory live again Every street lamp seems to beat a fatalistic warning. Someone mutters and a street lamp gutters and soon it will be morning. Daylight, I must wait for the sunrise. I must think of a new life and I mustn't give in. When the dawn comes tonight will be a memory too. And a new day will begin. Burnt out ends of smoky days, the stale cold smell of morning. The street lamp dies, another night is over, another day is dawning. Touch me. its so easy to leave me all alone with the memory Of my days in the sun. If you touch me you'll understand what happiness is. Look, a new day has begun.

Dream Street

JANET JACKSON "Dream Street"
And a bus comes in on the Hollywood freeway in the dark A face catches sight of home, though at this spirited town Such a beating of the heart and a hope deep down inside They say the streets are paved with gold But it sure looks kind of cold outside Steppin' on the sidewalk with the stars beneath her feet Just a handful of tourists, is all she's bound to meet So tough to find a room and it takes more than a day And it's not too nice and the price is high Somehow she can't help but cry In a world full of fantasies, reality can hurt It's about the fiction, the odds won't go with her on Chorus: Dream street, dream street Will it all come true? Will it all just fade away Dream street, dream street Well, it's hard to find and It won't let hope escape from dream street A year goes by, and the situation she can't stand Came to be an actress, but a waitress is all she lands Her colleague smiles at her through the wrinkles of her face She came here too, with the self-same goals She never got out of this place She makes her mind up, she's gonna leave that very night It's been so long now since she's felt that good inside She calls the service line, there's a message in there for her She's gotta star in a movie part, suddenly it's all worthwhile Oh a little bit closer now, but really still too far Is it always out of reach, that bright and shiny star of Repeat Chorus

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