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TORI AMOS lyrics - Scarlet's Walk

Don't Make Me Come To Vegas

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don't make me come to vegas don't make me pull you out of his bed i am vigilant that it will not be you on the menu he's serving up for his friends don't make me come to vegas don't make me pull him out of your head athena will attest that it could be done and it has been done and i think that i am up to it and the jacaranda tree is telling me of the trouble you're in just by the way she bends remember dancing and wondering as you were swaying what kind of woman you'd be "what will be will be" over my dead body slip through your hand again and again slip through your hand again and again my old flame was a jester and a joker and as healer of men, they called him the prince prince of black jacks and of women and of anything that's slipped into his hands "and the ranches and the mustangs" and the way you said "you can have all this, except for me-- you see lady luck is my mistress and you'll have to play second to her wish" and the jacaranda tree is telling me it's not over yet, just by the way she bends "if you come breezin' through" you said "i'll know that it's you by the taste on my lips, bet on the deserts kiss" i could slip through your net "over my dead body" slip through your hand don't make me come to vegas hmmm

Two Heads

JEFFERSON AIRPLANE "After Bathing At Baxter's"
You want two heads on you body And you've got two mirrors in your hand. Priests are made of brick with gold crosses on a stick and your nose is too small for this land. Inside your head is your town inside your room your jail inside your mouth the elephants trunk and booze, the only key to your bail Coda: Want two heads on your body and you've got two mirrors in your hand Two heads can be put together. And you can fill both your feet with sand. Noone will know you've gutted your mind but what will you do with your bloody hands? Your lions are fighting with chairs, your arms are incredibly fat; Your women are tired of dying alive if you've had any women at that. Wearing your comb like an ax in your head List'ning for signs of life; Children are sucking on stone and lead And chasing their hoops with a knife; New breasts and jewels for the girl, Keep them polished and shining; Put a lock on her belly at night, sweet life, For no child of mine. (Go to Coda) Timothy Smith

Place Your Hand

MELISSA ETHERIDGE "Never Enough"
I've an image in my pocket Of some dark demon That temptation brought to life And it chokes all of my breath out I'm scratching and screaming' 'Til morning comes to night Place your hand My body will decide Place your hand My anger will subside There are fragments of possessions Shards of past relations Splintering my skin A fear so black and hollow It can suffocate creation And refuse to let you in Place your hand My body will decide Place your hand My anger will subside And they speak to me like prophets in my dreams Speak to me like prophets in my dreams Shouting like prophets in my dreams Sometimes I think it's easy Too easy for the living To receive the promised land Can flesh provide the answer The reaction for sensation Justify your hand Place your hand My body will decide Place your hand My anger will subside

Once I Knew A Pretty Girl

JOAN BAEZ "Joan Baez, Volume 2"
Once I knew a pretty girl I loved her as my life I'd gladly give my heart and hand To make her my wife Ooh, to make her my wife She took me by the hand She led me to the door She put her arms around me Saying, Please don't come no more Ooh, Please, come no more Well, I'd not been gone But about six months When she did complain And she wrote me a letter Saying, please come back again. Ooh, Please, come again So I sent her an answer Just for to let her know That no young man should venture Where once he could not go Ooh, Where once he could not go. So come all you young lovers Take a warning from me And never hang your affections On a green, growing tree Ooh, on a green, growing tree For the leaves they will wither Roots will decay And the beauty of a young girl Will soon fade away Ooh, will soon fade away

I'm Back (Freestyle)

JJ DEMON
All we know is to smash up the furniture, board up the house. Gotta keep the zombies and the vampires out; but when the moon's full and you feel yourself change, things will never be the same. I let lose in the fucking game with a werewolf growl, its the only thing you can do and its staring you down. And I'm airing you out, in the night with a rusty aithblade. When I'm bustin glass I'm sorry it must be that way. You might see me with a bottle I wont give you three wishes, ain't no genie in this bottle just a bunch of mean liquid. And consider it your child point him out if he snitchin. Be rightous as any god, and evil as three sixes. Its rediculously calm waiting for the good pictures. You don't got me on your record that just isn't good business. And I'm wearing skinny jeans I'm too big for my britches. If murder by any means on this mission and you're fishin for a minnow in a lake with a crocodile in it. When they see me flow their eyes come poppin out. Finnished what you started don't go droppin out just because you heard me and you think you got no option now. I'm optin out of fuckin with your lame brains claiming you're important. I hit you in your main vein you wish that you snorted. I'll import it to your main frame, blame noone for it. if pain is beauty I must be gorgeous. I'm fucking nautious read it in the blood. I lost most of my friends to the needle or the gun. See the suburbs crumblin, rumblin the stomach of the beast you get eaten you plummet a hundred feet. I am JJ Demon that's my motherfuckin name oh you must have been thinkin about some other fuckin lame talkin chain against your jewel snatch, right over your body get your crew back to tag to slide off to this body. Kamikaze pilot flying in the booth and I'm killin everyone if I gotta die with em too. Its what I do, resurrected every morning comin back from the dead for your head swing your axe like a lumberjack. I'm bringin that hunger back were under attack walking dead. Blow that motherfuckin house up they're tryin to get in, sew your motherfuckin mouth shut for tryin to spit I know everything about ya, you're lyin again. If at first you don't succeed you ain't tryin again. You'll be dyin you'll die twice you'll be dyin again. I'm just plannin my retirement Ill expire you and a can of gas and a fire that won't let the firemen in. I'm reppin phili all crazy you see me actin calm but were really all crazy; sippin grey goose through a silly straw, really off balance I just wanna stay loose, do you feel me dawg? I am here to stay, no I will never ever slack, when I steal the ball away you will never get it back. Sound stupid when you talk, sound clever when you rap. Just quit that's a motherfuckin feather for your cat. Rats still tryna steal the cheddar from the trap. Instead of gettin cheddar in the trap. You are witnessing the beginning for you its the beginning of the end. Kill him dead like a zombie with a bullet in his head. Bullet in his head ..bullet in his head ..bullet in his...

So Few Words

ARCHIVE "Londinium"
So few words So few words We are movin' round to the hour Force from the power Thunder reigns down in a mass mind shower Levellin' vibes unravellin' scribes Take a venomous sting that's unsettlin' But consequences awaits me around the corner Reminiscent of my twistin' fate All down to the fact it's a hard life Travel on with the sense of a telling adventure So as I wait for the opportune time to create Soul energy that will then enable me to realise Analyse all aspect of man-made decision The vision the many ways Wrong turn right, right turn... left Ain't no way back straight ahead along track Counteract react higher pace embrace Expression when written on the face Ya babblin' on flip automatic overide So when pride gets swallowed Check the events that follow Interconnection bafflin' coincidence All going hand in hand They demand supply I deliver my peace In what can be known as my only release In the bellyfull beast tearin' up And it's a cryin' shame it remains the same Turn the next page over So few words So few words Then on straight down Thru the valley I roam Lay claim my terrain thru my artery vein But first intuition state my incondition is the reason why you'll never get my submission True as I'm present in time I'm headlin' for the future Movin' with a haste from time to waste Break loose from a goose chase What I do I take feathers and fly in spiritual sky Return to ground zero zero Now for the intrepid hero Non-sense there will be no I overrun cos unless I'm in a situation I can learn a lesson in one specimen away say a line refine Humanity race ever being like one of a kind Now we can never rewind so press Forward to the end With the passionate fruit from mother nature So few words So few words

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