THE JAM lyrics - Sound Affects

Man In The Corner Shop

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Puts up the closed sign does the man in the corner shop Serves his last then he says goodbye to him He knows it is a hard life But its nice to be your own boss really Walks off home does the last customer He is jealous of the man in the corner shop He is sick of working at the factory Says it must be nice to be your own boss (really) Sells cigars to the boss from the factory He is jealous is the man in the corner shop He is sick of struggling so hard Says it might be nice to own a factory Go to church do the people from the area All shapes and classes sit and pray together For here they are all one For God created all men equal

The Guitar Song

JAMEY JOHNSON "The Guitar Song"
I'm just a guitar in the pawn shop on the corner And I'm waiting for someone to play me now and then My strings are kinda rusty and I'm a little dusty Oh, but you'd be too if you've been where I've been I've done some shows with Haggard back in 1967 Now I'm dying for someone to play me back home I'm just a guitar in the pawn shop on the corner Hey, come on by and listen to my song I've seen at least a million of those tiny smoke bar rooms And I've helped to heal some heartaches and I've helped to sell some beer And the last one to help me Just couldn't wait to sell me for 20 dollars and left me hanging here But I dream about the spot light and the roaring of the people And I wonder if I'm ever gonna hear 'em sing along I'm just a guitar in the pawn shop on the corner Hey, come on by and listen to my song I've got a lot of memories and a song or two left in me And some day someone will pick me up and play me back home I'm just a guitar in the pawn shop on the corner Hey, come on by and listen to my song Won't ya come back by and listen to my song?

In The Middle Of The Night

MADNESS "One Step Beyond"
Nice man George, newsagent on the corner, Not very rich, but never any poorer, Jaunty old George, a happy sixty-three, Not very tall, but healthier than me. He whistles timeless tunes as he saunters down the street, Springs in his legs and elastic in his feet. But in the middle of the night, He steals through your garden, Gives your hosiery a fright, And doesn't say pardon. As soft as a breeze, With an arm full of underwear, On his hands and knees, Dreams about the knicker scare. Hello there George, newsagent on the corner, How's the old car, yes the climate's getting warmer, Chatty old George as you get your morning paper, Read about the knicker thief, underwear taker. Bids you 'Good day', as you wander out the door, Never closes early, always cleans the floor. But when darkness hits the town, And there's washing on your line, Get your knickers down, Before the dreaded sign. When the clock strikes eight, And you're snuggled up in bed, He'll be at the garden gate, Filling underwear with dread. Nice man George, newsagent on the corner, He was closed today, maybe gone to mow the lawn, I had to go further down the road to get me current bun, Hello - Isn't that George on page one ? No it couldn't be, but yes it is, Difficult to see from these photofits. But they are after him, Of that you can be sure, They've called him on the phone, They've knocked on his door. a-But he's gone away, Gone to stay with some mates, He got the papers early, And saw his own face.

Shadow Business

JEDI MIND TRICKS "Servants In Heaven, Kings In Hell"
[Intro: Interview sample] "When you were over in American Samoa, what surprised you the most?" "I guess what hit me the most was the condition of the factory that the workers were in the factory was surrounded by a fence and barbed wire on top, and on the bottom and they have a chain linked fence around the whole factory, and military compound the gate has a guard shack where the guard sit there and ... the worker movement in and out of the factory, the factory made of tin panels, tin roof, it's really hot the temperature over there is regularly ninety degrees, and inside the factory it reach way over a hundred degrees" [Verse 1: Vinnie Paz] Yeah, it's a contemporary form of slavery, they call it slave labor But they don't prosecute them 'cause it's how they make paper When you rockin' that fly shit that's made in China By an eight year old child tryin' to feed him mama He exposed to contamination and disease And only fifty-five percent of them will get degrees And the women have to try to placate the boss Because of sex discrimination in the labor force The slave master only let them speak in sign language And they sufferin' from lung disease and eye damage Fourteen hour shifts, seven days a week Two shitty meals a day, very little sleep Human life only worth three cents an hour All human rights lost, no sense of power Workin' for a hundred years in the grave passes Only the improved cleverness of slave masters [Hook:] Is life worth livin' if you livin' in Hell? When the mind is confined to a prisoner cell? And the lies they devise and the system, it fail But I expect the system to fail Is life worth livin' if you livin' in Hell? When the mind is confined to a prisoner cell? And the lies they devise and the system, it fail But I expect the system to fail [Break: News sample] "Many Chinese workers are forced to sign secret agreements known as "Shadow contracts" before they leave China severely, and in some ways, illegally restricting their activities while on American soil workers are forbidden to participate in any religious or political activities or to ask for a salary increase, or even to fall in love or get married" [Verse 2: Vinnie Paz] It's 1.6 million people locked in jail They the new slave labor force, trapped in Hell They generate over a billion dollars worth of power And only gettin' paid twenty cents an hour They make clothes for McDonald's and for Applebee's And workin' forty-hour shifts in prison factories And while we sit around debatin' who the wack MC's They have to work when arthritic pain attack the knees Slavery's not illegal, that's a fuckin' lie It's illegal, unless it's for conviction of a crime The main objective is to get you in your fuckin' prime And keep the prison full and not give you a fuckin' dime But they the real criminal, keepin' you confined For a petty crime, but they give you two-to-nine And ain't nobody there to protect ya Except a bunch of incompetent human rights inspectors [Hook:] Is life worth livin' if you livin' in Hell? When the mind is confined to a prisoner cell? And the lies they devise and the system, it fail But I expect the system to fail Is life worth livin' if you livin' in Hell? When the mind is confined to a prisoner cell? And the lies they devise and the system, it fail But I expect the system to fail [Outro: Interview sample, news sample] "The sweatshop situation kind of conveys it and kind of take advantage of the people that are poor and at an economic disadvantage" "This Chinese woman made t-shirts and pants at the factory until she became pregnant ... says she refused to have the abortion and has now been barred from entering the factory" "Allowing them to bring that onto US soil is a very big concern we've now documented the fact that management coerces female workers who become pregnant into having abortions" "Human rights workers say it's common practice" "Inside that factory, Chinese law applies, and Chinese law is supreme" "Even though it's the United States of America?" "The flag doesn't fly inside there"

Glamorous Lifestyle

THE JACKA
[Chorus:] I know you see me right here everytime you drive by. But truth to admit you don't ever ask why. You know I got paper cus I'm a D-Boy. You my B-Girl, glamorous lifestyle. Rocks on the wrist big things nice car. You wana live life with a rich rockstar. Everybody know us, everybody know ya'll. I think I'm a a rush so I probly never call. [Verse 1: The Jacka] Why you tryna front girl you know you ain't ready I be in the hood everyday with my family We the mafia similar gone get me I'm a animal miss my close don't fit me Hangin on my ave when we pull up in the bentley Nobody ever laugh girl we always leanin nigga All I ever wanted was to see what was in yah I'm the Jack ice cold Mack from The Figgas Lock N tha county share my cell with a killa All he ever said to jack I neva heard a nigga realah fat sherm To the fo' XIV gorillaz all my niggas doin life do what I can to my life betta [Chorus:] I know you see me right here everytime you drive by. But truth to admit you don't ever ask why. You know I got paper cus I'm a D-Boy. You my B-Girl, glamorous lifestyle. Rocks on the wrist big things nice car. You wana live life with a rich rockstar. Everybody know us, everybody know ya'll. I think I'm a a rush so I probly never call. [Verse 2: The Jacka] You know you love The Jacka. I'm right here boutta dipp out in my six fitt gear Tear tree smoke and them tens on there Tryna find the Hus nigga all white pair Buy the gucci Loafers you'll never know where Go buy ma new shit hop in the chair Some tell a mutha fucka how it ain't fair Never seen ma colorr before all my shoes rare You can hit the mall but you'll never find uhm there no Boy you know the jump off yeah? yeah Bought to make it pop off dough tho This box thing is all I know.Know [Chorus:] I know you see me right here everytime you drive by. But truth to admit you don't ever ask why. You know I got paper cus I'm a D-Boy. You my B-Girl, glamorous lifestyle. Rocks on the wrist big things nice car. You wana live life with a rich rockstar. Everybody know us, everybody know ya'll. I think I'm a a rush so I probly never call. [Verse 3: Andre Nikatina] My lifestyle baybee lika a S500. Gather up yo friends jump in and I'm a gun it. Then give me 10 minutes and mah glock talk hit yah. Andre Nickatina in yo camera phone picture. I watch how the wheels rotate, Break down a 8th . The color of ma sneaker is the color of my face. I wear my wife beater like a banga . My rapstyle freak got one up in the chamba. [Chorus:] I know you see me right here everytime you drive by. But truth to admit you don't ever ask why. You know I got paper cus I'm a D-Boy. You my B-Girl, glamorous lifestyle. Rocks on the wrist big things nice car. You wana live life with a rich rockstar. Everybody know us, everybody know ya'll. I think I'm a a rush so I probly never call. [musical] [Chorus: x2] You know I got paper cus I'm a D-Boy Rocks on the wrist big dreams nice cars You know I paper cus I a D-Boy

1945

JAMIE GRACE "One Song At A Time"
Looking at the radio caught up in a dream 'Bout the days gone by when no one had a TV Hopin' that the weather man would say good things Like no rain on friday for the drive in movie Little kids didn't have a care There was love growin' up everywhere But when I open my eyes and the dream stops playin You can still find me somewhere saying I shoulda been born in '45 In '54 I woulda been 9 Lovin' my record player by my side That woulda been nice yeah, that woulda been nice I shoulda been born in '45 My first pair of high heels in '59 White shirt, poodle skirt, silk hair tie Dancing in the moonlight That woulda been nice Ooo ooh Oh that woulda been nice Ooo ooh Boombox on my shoulder wit my favorite tape I'm reppin my 8 tracks and my buckle up skates How do I know about that you say You say You wear bell bottom jeans get a double take From all the guys and the girls who look your way Back then people didn't always agree But the love goin round was revolutionary and Even though the world was crazy I'd still go if my dreams could take me oh I shoulda been born in '65 In '74 I woulda been 9 Tryna' get home after playin outside Racin' street lights, racin street lights I shoulda been born in '65 I woulda been a teenager round '79 Teasing my hair so it looks just right On a saturday night, yeah That woulda been nice Growin' up I never really had a care There was love all the time and everywhere And even though sometimes my world may get a little crazy I find myself bein proud when I say I coulda been born in '45 But the truth is I got here right on time And I thank God for every day of life It suits me just right, it suits me just right And lovely 1991 That's the year that I come from And I wouldn't wanna trade it for another time I love this life yeah I love this life Ooo ooh I love this life Ooo ooh I love this life

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