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TORI AMOS lyrics - Tales Of A Librarian

Silent All These Years

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Excuse me but can I be you for a while My dog won't bite if you sit real still I got the anti-Christ in the kitchen yellin' at me again Yeah I can hear that Been saved again by the garbage truck I got something to say you know But nothing comes Yes I know what you think of me You never shut-up Yeah I can hear that But what if I'm a mermaid In these jeans of his With her name still on it Hey but I don't care Cause sometimes I said sometimes I hear my voice And it's been here Silent All These Years So you found a girl Who thinks really deep thougts What's so amazing about really deep thoughts Boy you best praya that I bleed real soon How's that thought for you My scream got lost in a paper cup You think there's a heaven Where some screams have gone I got 25 bucks and a cracker Do you think it's enough To get us there Cause what if I'm a mermaid In these jeans of his With her name still on it Hey but I don't care Cause sometimes I said sometimes I hear my voice And it's been here Silent All These... Years go by Will I still be waiting For somebody else to understand Years go by If I'm stripped of my beauty And the orange clouds Raining in head Years go by Will I choke on my tears Till finally there is nothing left One more casualty You know we're too easy Easy Easy Well I love the way we communicate Your eyes focus on my funny lip shape Let's hear what you think of me now But baby don't look up The sky is falling Your mother shows up in a nasty dress It's your turn now to stand where I stand Everybody lookin' at you here Take hold of my hand Yeah I can hear them But what if I'm a mermaid In these jeans of his With her name still on it Hey but I don't care Cause sometimes I said sometimes I hear my voice [x3] And it's been here Silent All These Years I've been here Silent All These Years

Come Back To Me

BARBRA STREISAND "And Other Instruments"
Hear my voice where you are Take a train, steal a car Hop a freight, grab a star, come back to me Catch a plane, catch a breeze On your hands, on your knees Swim or fly, only please, come back to me On a mule, in a jet With your hair in a net In a towel when you're wet I don't care, this is where you should be From the hills, from the shore Ride the wind to my door Turn the high with the dust Break the law if you must Move the world, only just come back to me Blast you high, hear me call Must I fight City Hall Here and now, damn it all, come back to me What on Earth must I do Scream and yell till I'm blue Curse your soul when will you come back to me? Have you gone to the moon or the corner saloon At your rack, at your room Mademoiselle, where in Hell can you be? Leave a sign on your door Out to lunch ever more In a Royce or a van, wrapped in mink coats or rain Anyway that you can, come back to me Hear my voice through the dim Feel the waves on your skin Like a call from within, come back to me Leave behind all your own Tell your flowers you will phone Let your dog walk alone, come back to me Let your tub overflow If a date waits below Let him wait for Godot By the rail, Come by mail, COD Par avion, par bateau Dans une vielle, deux chevaux Come by steam, come by gas Call for free on a pass On the drags and the glass, come back to me Leave your bills all unpaid Let your bed go unmade Your souffle unsouffled, come back to me Come by sail, come by freight In a box or a tray, keep your head on the plate I don't care this is where you should be Come in pain or in joy As a girl, as a boy In a bag or a trunk (Shut up!) On a horse or a drunk In the flora or faun, come back to me Come back to me, come back... Daisy Will you stop bothering me? Why, Daisy, you're a bloody miracle!

I'm In Here

JJ DEMON
[Hook] I'm in here Can anybody see me? Can anybody hear? [Kyle Lucas] I'm in here, can you hear me screaming? Can you hear, I think I need it My voices in my head just keep on feeling so I feed em' Now the code ain't got me leading These hoes just keep on leaving Leaving a hole inside my v-neck about the radius of phoenix Now I'm puffing Arizona, rolling up two J's like I'm Demon Demonic to the meanest shit, I'm hot just like my region I've been sent to murder beats, I got these whack rappers grieving Now they calling me a monster, okay bitch we ain't agreeing Just a diabolic pot head, the product of hydroponics I'm possibly psychotic, the partialist of my problems God I'm shaking like it's parkasins With fire like an arsonist A narcissist? Not really, because really these chicks are on my dick She blew on my harmonica sorta like she was Monica Lewinsky on her knees Until I bust her like a tommy gun All this chronic's really just anonymous with all this fun I'm a fucking pop star with hot bars all in one [Hook] I'm in here Can anybody see me? Can anybody hear? [Demon] Can anybody hear me? Yo, I'm in here Poison is bent Venomous I am a gentleman Up in your skirt like women's tennis at Wimbledon Half of you are the simpleton type Hyping your chest up, asking for my number You can 1-800 get fucked Collect dust, you busted, you'll never humble me Phone buzzing in my yellow jacket, I am the bumble bee Skinny jeans on, don't be afraid of the future I see a lot of snakes here, like I'm getting head from Medusa Yeah, I'm in here, come in, comment on the mic Steady ready for drama the yeah, we're alike German engineering, I'm unsafe, any speed Your rap's got no legs, call me the centipede I don't even know if you're ready for me I'm a murderous mad man in a straight sweater the haunts Freddy's dream I'm on anything, Kyle stood in my way You're peanut butter and jelly, so bad end to your day [Hook] I'm in here Can anybody see me? Can anybody hear? [Syd Vicious] Yeah I'm in here Flow tighter then women's swim wear We run rap, nigga We've done that and been there I'm limitless, with no little pill So nigga chill Fells like I gotta have niggas killed To get a deal, with the skill, I want the scrilla in the phoebus Don't cooperate I make my killers come and see ya They so cold they keep their non-milles in the freezer I run with a pack of gorillas like I was ceaser Busting in wherever you stay fighting Kicking the fucking doors in like the U.K riots Duct tape around your mouth, making you stay quite They started swinging and robing like the was Bruce Wyane's side kick No batman will be stack grams from rap jams They're getting ghost, pat scram, I'm Pacman All my dogs crazy, they need kat scans Going peanuts for that bread until the mat jams [Hook] I'm in here Can anybody see me? Can anybody hear? [Spoken In Background] At the feet of every enemy, sin will be defeated, death will be defeated, pal will be defeated, the devil that is strong will be filed down.

Do You See

Warren G.
The Blues has always been totally American. As American as apple pie, As American as The Blues, As American as apple pie, The question is why. Why should The Blues be so at home here? Well, America provided the atmosphere. You don't see what I see, Every Day as Warren G - I take a look over my shoulder, as I get older, Gettin' tired of mothafuckas sayin' 'Warren I told ya'. You don't hear what I hear, But it's so hard to live through these years - With these funny-bunny niggaz, Ain't shit changin', Got my momma wonderin' if I'm gang-bangin' But I don't pay attention to these father figures, I just handle mine, and I'm rollin' with my niggaz. Off to the VIP, you see, Snoop Dogg and Warren G. Unbelievable how time just flies, Right before your eyes, but you don't recognise. Now who's the real victim, can you answer that? The nigga that's jackin', or the fool gettin' jacked. (Yeah.) You don't see what I see, Every Day as Warren G. You don't hear what I hear, But it's so hard to live through these years. You don't see what I see, Every Day as Warren G. You don't hear what I hear, But it's so hard to live through these years. Another sunny day, another bright blue sky - Another day another mothafucka die. These are the things I went through when I was growin' up. There's only one hood, and niggas shittin' throwin' up. (?) An' I knew it, There really ain't nothin' to it, Thinkin' every fool's gotta go through it. Now let's go back - How far? Back in time. Drinkin' (?) to these hookas tryin' to mack for mine. I remember when we all used to stop at the spot - Back then my nigga-name was Snoop Rock - huh. It was all so clear, Eighty-seven, eighty-eight, Then eighty-nine's the year. You say 'every way you go, you can say we roll quick. (?)' Way back then two-one-three was the click. Somethin' to stay paid I was just a young hard, Warren G, Snoop Rock and Nate Dogg. You don't see what I see, Every Day as Warren G. You don't hear what I hear, But it's so hard to live through these years. You don't see what I see, Every Day as Warren G. You don't hear what I hear, But it's so hard to live through these years. It makes me wanna holler, get off the game, Too many mothafuckas know my name. Now Snoop Dogg's servin' time up at Wayside, I puts a down on the street, don't try to take mine. I had to reassure the homie that he wasn't alone - We'd talk, and him 'n' Nate'd conversate on the phone. He kept sayin', 'Nigga, it won't be long, Before a little skinny nigga like me'll be home.' I said, 'Snoop, things can change, it's not the same, We need to get about the game. Cos we can get paid in a different way, Wit' you kickin' dope rhymes and I DJ.' Well as time goes past, slowly we try to make it, But things are gettin' hectic, I just can't take it, Should I A: Go back to slingin' dope? Or should I B: Maintain and try to cope? Or should I C:Just get crazy and wild? But no I chose D: Create the G-Child. It's been on ever since with me and Mr. Grim, That shit is gettin' so hectic that I can't even trust him now. What would you do for a Warren G cut? Would you act the fool and nut the fuck up? Back the fuck up, act the fuck up? Niggaz talk shit they get smacked the fuck up, straight up. You don't see what I see, Every Day as Warren G. You don't hear what I hear, But it's so hard to live through these years..... (repeat until fade)

Ball Of Confusion

ANTHRAX
People moving out, People moving in Why, because of the color of their skin Run, run, run but you sho' can't hide An eye for an eye, tooth for a tooth, Vote for me and I'll set you free Rap on, brother, rap on Well, the only person talking about love thy brother Is the preacher And it seems nobody's interested in learning But the teacher Segregation, determination, demonstration, integration, Aggravation, humiliation, obligation to our nation Ball of confusion, oh yeah That's what the world is today, hey The sale of pills are at an all time high Young folks walking round with their heads in the sky Cities aflame in the summertime, and oh The beat goes on Evolution, revolution, gun control, sound of soul Shooting rockets to the moon Kids growing up too soon Politicians say more taxes, will solve everything And the band played on So, round and around and around we go Where the world's headed, nobody knows Oh, Great Googamooga, can't you hear me talking to you Just a ball of confusion, oh yeah That's what the world is today, ooh, yeah yeah Fear in the air, tension everywhere Unemployment rising fast, the Beatles' new record's a gas And the only safe place to live, is on an Indian reservation And the band played on Eve of destruction, tax deduction City inspectors, bill collectors Mod clothes in demand, Population out of hand, Suicide, too many bills Hippies moving to the hills People all over the world are shouting end the war And the band played on Oh, Great Googamooga, can't you hear me talking to you Sayin' ball of confusion, That's what the world is today, hey Let me hear ya, Let me hear ya, Let me hear ya, Sayin' ball of confusion, That's what the world is today, hey Let me hear ya, Let me hear ya, Let me hear ya [...& fade]

Nightwinds Lullaby

Eternal Tears of Sorrow
Like a mother takes care of her children, the nightwind cries for her Hear those silent whispers... Like an infant's very first words Light a candle for those who once were, and the dreams that never came true Hear the silent crying of souls who lost their way home See a child and how he dies under the shade of a birch The silent nightwind's lullaby rocks the cradle of this world Like a falling star of darkness gives the final sign of its life This forsaken child of the full moon searching for a peaceful place to die He sees a tree, the mighty one, like the one of his early years Now he feels the safe under the tree and calls his mother wind See the circle of light and the child and his heart full of nightly peace Hear the divine tune, the prettiest one, the nightwind's nightly verse Light a candle for those who once were (and their) hopeful dreams that never came true Hear the silent weeping of souls who lost their way home

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