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UB40 lyrics - Rat In The Kitchen

The Elevator

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1st floor decide what you'll be one day With a head full of comment and nothing to say 2nd floor mixed up it happens that way Soon you realize that listening don't pay 3rd floor in limbo, no easy moves Up or down it's time to choose [Chorus:] The elevators going up Quick the door's about to shut Too late we're full just hang around It won't be long - it won't be long before it's down 4th floor the job hunt and all that you ask Is an honest day's pay for an honest day's graft 5th floor you may make a little more money Now it's apparent downstairs ain't so funny 6th floor a mortgage, a collar and tie 2 weeks vacation in june or july [Chorus] 7th floor expenses and private schools Pushing a pen you're not turning the tools 8th floor position, respect and acclaim Move up the 9th for fortune or fame 10th floor for investment and real estate Recouping the redies before it's too late 11th floor the penthouse the final cut With a head full of comment and a mouth that stays shut [Chorus]

I Work In A Saloon

Arab Strap "Week Never Starts Round Here"
I work in a saloon, pulling shit pints for shit wages. It's a busy night tonight. And the bar is full of all the girls I've ever shagged, or tampered with, or kissed, or even just fancied. A pub full of conquests, knockbacks. Between the laughter I can here my name. And then, through the gap between the swing doors and floor, I see your feet. You push open the doors and walk in And as always all heads turn. And the room becomse silent, except for the sound or your DM's scuffing on the floor. You stroll through the jealous gaze straight to the bar, smile, and ask for some exotic cocktail. But I don't know how to make it. So you just shrug, smile again, Turnaround and leave And I pull another pint.

Big Head

Jade
[Timbaland] One time *freak freaky* uh uhm Two time *ah two* uh uhm Three time *uh uh* uh uhm *freaky* four times *freaky* Ms. Jade [Ms. Jade ] Ain't no other girl girl Rub it in for the whole world world Make it my du-ty Try'n show off thinkin they can move me (Here we go again) one time (Never take me off my grind) and I do it true true Do me is my number one rule rule Look I'm grown grown Haters I'm leavin 'em long gone gone Got 'em with they (hands up high) Twisted at the bar I'm feelin (all right) Show 'em (what they need to ride) Dancin til they feet hurtin (all night) cause I stack cheese cheese I'm whatever its gonna be be Uh, and its all said and good Never been Hollywood cause I stand for the hood Its a different (day now) Watch how I'm makin the game (break down) See me doin it it I'm bout as good as its gonna get get Uh, Philly chick get it down If the flood is comin I promise I ain't gon' drown Make the music (move you) spittin' it crazy so you can (groove to) Uh Beat Club on the rise and I got got g-got my eyes on the prize [Ms. Jade Timbaland] Get your big head on the floor (get your big head on the floor) You ain't ever seen me move like this Get your big head on the floor (get your big head on the floor) You ain't ever seen me groove like this Get your big head on the floor (get your big head on the floor) You ain't ever seen me move like this Get your big head on the floor (get your big head on the floor) You ain't ever seen me groove like this [Ms. Jade] Oops we done did it now now Why don't you put your money on me now now Make you feel free free We ain't even on the same league league From the sky to (house parties) Sippin martinis under the (palm trees) You can light it up up Sick ceiling leave niggas thugs thugs Whats really goin on on Feelin it to the break of dawn dawn Uh, switchin lanes in the truck and we know its gonna catch up but we still gettin drunk Lets get (rooms for the night) This a Timb trick so you (know its tight) Uh, stackin the ching ching and its obvious I'm a cute lil' vibrant thing Tear the floor (up in the club) Rappers with (chicks and the thugs) Move, from the bottom to the top Got ya self a gun and get prepared for the glock Uh, and its all to the love Twist up your drink get your drink for your mugs Uh, and its all to the love Twist up your drinks get your drinks for your buzz [Ms. Jade Timbaland] Get your big head on the floor (get your big head on the floor) You ain't ever seen me move like this Get your big head on the floor (get your big head on the floor) You ain't ever seen me groove like this Get your big head on the floor (get your big head on the floor) You ain't ever seen me move like this Get your big head on the floor (get your big head on the floor) You ain't ever seen me groove like this Get your big head on the floor (get your big head on the floor) You ain't ever seen me move like this Get your big head on the floor (get your big head on the floor) You ain't ever seen me groove like this Get your big head on the floor (get your big head on the floor) You ain't ever seen me move like this Get your big head on the floor (get your big head on the floor) You ain't ever seen me groove like this [Timbaland] Uh, break it down for me Uh, break it down for me Break it down for me Hu heh Get your big head on the floor You ain't never seen me move like this Get your big head on the floor You ain't never seen me groove like this Get your big head on the floor You ain't never seen me move like this Get your big head on the floor You ain't never seen me groove like this

Judgement

ANATHEMA "Judgement"
Asleep is the rose, in tired innocence... dreaming time away. Secure in the comfort of slumbers faint embrace. Blissfully ignorant, unaware of the imminence... Recurring memories emerge from the deep... of old secrets unforgotten sleep. They sink beneath the surface just long enough for you to breathe. Then return to choke you when you wake up alone. Shredded inside... there's one place left to turn. A long-term problem, a temporary remedy, but fuck it all anyway you can pretend to be happy. So many years of pathetic lies, empty promises and unfulfilled dreams are scattered like dust into the winds. Looking for the sun that eclipsed behind black feathered wings. Tomorrow never comes, there was only ever one day... but now it's too late. The inequity of fate The pains of love and hate The heart-sick memories That brought you to your knees And the times when we were young When life seemed so long Now you are left alone Where did it all go wrong Day after day You burned it all away (and it's too late) All the hate that feeds your needs All the sickness you conceive All the horror you create Will bring you to your knees

The Long Honeymoon

ELVIS COSTELLO "Imperial Bedroom"
All the bedroom lights go out As the neighbourhood gets quiet Everything in heaven and earth is almost right But there's a wife whos wondering where her husband could be tonight And when the phone rang only once she took a dreadful fright Little things just seem to undermine her confidence in him He was late this time last week Who can she turn to when the chance of coincidence is slim 'Cause the baby isn't old enought to speak There's been a long honeymoon She thought too late and spoke too soon There's no money back guarantee on future happiness There's been a long honeymoon If he's out on a date then her life's in ruins She never thought her love could ever be as strong as this All the movies and the papers Feature the murders of lonely women If he isn't in by ten she'll call up her best friend Why doesn't he come home Why does her friends phone keep on ringing Maybe she should just pretend (chorus)

Long Goodbye

Vendetta Red "White Knuckled Substance"
Winters like a plague I fill the emptiness inside with broken glass Johnny's got his gun and mamma's still cleaning up the blood he's laying in It's the long goodbye All thoughts become a mirror like anguish mimicking me When it's cold here mother I can see my breath on the window And I wonder what you thought of me Don't you turn around and leave me alone Everyone's standinghere but I'm on my own Don't you turn around and leave me alone With my curse casted in chrome It's the long goodbye Trust like a bandage binds your head To the guillotine and I know there's and empty space in your bed Where we used to sleep afraid of waking up dead Rest your weary head tomorrow we'll bury fallen gods in holy ground 15 hours left til the redeemer claims his tax in human sou

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