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Burton Cummings lyrics - Collection

Break It To Them Gently

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Break it to them gently when you tell my Mom and Dad When you see my baby sister be as kind as you can And break it to my Grandma, who said That boy's wild and bad Break it to them gently when you tell them that I won't be coming home again Cause I'm running with a gun and it isn't any fun as a fugitive Fightin for my life and I don't know if I'll make it alone Running with a gun and it isn't any fun as a fugitive God I wanna go home Lord I wish I was home When you see my lady with the twinkle in her eyes Tell it to her softly and hold her if she cries Tell her that I love her and I will til the day I die Break it to her gently when you tell her that I won't be coming home again I got in too deep with strangers Thinking they could help me find my way But nobody warned me of the dangers And it's always the young and foolish that have to pay So break it to them gently when you tell my Mom and Dad Thank them for the good years and all the lovin that I had And break it to my Grandma, who said the boy is wild and bad Break it to them gently when you tell 'em that I won't be comin home again I got in too deep with strangers Thinking they could help me find my way But nobody warned me of the dangers And it's always the young and foolish that have to pay) You gotta break it to them gently Gotta really try to roll 'em Gotta break it to them gently Gotta really try to soothe them Gotta really try to roll 'em You gotta roll it to my Mother Gotta roll it to my Grandma Gotta roll the old lady Roll it to my Grandma, she's damn near eighty Roll the old lady

Gotta Get My Roll On

MONTELL JORDAN "This Is How We Do It"
[Intro-lude] Can you ball Montell? You got game? (Yeah, I got game!) Okay buddy (Okay) I know he ain't got no game [Intro] From the westside to the eastside From the northside to the southside I got good dues if you like the rules I said I got good dues Oh oh ohh, oh yeah Oh yeah The sun comes up in my neighborhood I scratch my nuts, and man it sure feels good I'm leanin' in the corner like I'm barely alive 'Cause I remember a time when I didn't have a ride Always in the passenger seat And always next to last when the honeys, we would meet But now that things have changed, slightly re-arranged I must admit, it's kinda strange To be walkin' down the 'Shaw with my big black boots And my happy Nappy wear, and my Karl Kani suits I got a big truck, it's parked up the block, and I see ya ladies jockin', yeah, you're takin' stock Now that I have your attention, did I mention I got back in LA, uh, it's in my CD player The days of ol' when I used to get my stroll on Are now long gone, 'cause... 1 - I gotta get my roll on I've got to get mine Don't you know it's time I gotta get my roll on Repeat 1 Now check it I'm sitting in my ride And all the honeys all look inside And see what's going on 'Cause a brotha got a telephone They roll up slow, but they have to squint 'Cause my windows have a real dark tint To keep these hoochies steady starin' Tryin' to see what a nigga is wearin' My license plate says 'swing' And you know they're thinkin' crazy things About chandeliers and ice cream bars And sick sick brothas, and the big black cars But hold on tight my dear 'Cause Monty got speakers out to here I'll have you shakin' your head like you're losin' control Because I gotta, I gotta, I gotta (roll) Repeat 1 Repeat 1 I'm at Sharwin King, I checks my rear-view mirror A nigga like Monty needs to see a little clearer Then I hear a honey honkin' at my Rover She says 'pull over' so I pull over Out jumps my ride and I go to the curb My ? to her, I attemps to serve She say she likes me, she's jockin' my crew So tell me what the hell am I supposed to do She's givin' me love, she's givin' me love So I write my phone number on a dub Then I pass it through the window It's back inside All of my niggas like to ride, yeah I might make her my girl 'Cause she says she wants to take me To the top of the world But I don't know, I think she better hold on 'Cause a brotha like Monty has got to get his roll on Repeat 1 Repeat 1 O.G. gotta get his roll on Paul Stewart gotta get his roll on If I'm talkin' to your girl, you better hold on You know I gotta get my roll on P.M. gotta get they roll on My brother ?Mark? gotta get his roll on Now ? has gotta get his roll on You know I gotta get my roll on B-Low gotta get his roll on T.M. gotta get his roll on If I'm thinkin' ways to get my swole on You know I gotta get my roll on I gotta get mine, I gotta get mine (Don't you know that I gotta get my roll on) Said I gotta get mine, gotta get mine (Gotta get my roll on) Russel Simmons gotta get his roll on Dior gotta get his roll on Def Jam has gotta get their roll on Power Moves gotta get your roll on And Monty gotta get his roll on [Outro-lude] You know why I can tell Montell? 'Cause you don't walk like a ball player You walk just like 'Yay, I'm happy!' You know? But I know he can sing though The album, the boy's album is nice

Breakdown

MARIAH CAREY "Butterfly"
Break, break down, steady breakin' me on down Break, break down, steady breakin' me on down Break, break down, steady breakin' me on down Break, break down, steady breakin' me on down You called yesterday to basically say That you care for me but that you're just not in love Immediately I pretended to be feeling similarly And led you to believe I was O.K. To just walk away from the one thing That's unyielding and sacred to me [Chorus:] Well I guess I'm trying to be nonchalant about it And I'm going to extremes to prove I'm fine without you But in reality I'm slowly losing my my mind Underneath the guise of a smile gradually I'm dying inside Friends ask me how I feel and I lie convincingly 'Cause I don't want to reveal the fact that I'm suffering So I wear my disguise 'til I go home at night And turn down all the lights and then break down and cry So what do you do when somebody you're devoted to Suddenly just stops loving you and it seems they haven't got a clue Of the pain that rejection is putting you through Do you cling to your pride and sing 'I will survive' Do you lash out and say 'How dare you leave this way' Do you hold on in vain as they just slip away [Chorus] Yeah, c'mon Yeah, c'mon, c'mon Break break down Gotta get control Roll roll roll along Steady breakin' me on down Roll roll roll along Break break down Gotta get control Roll roll roll along Steady breakin' me on down Roll roll along It'll break you down Only if you let it Everyday crucial situation wrackin' my mind Tryin' to break me down But I won't let it Forget it Forget it I've been feelin' like you're breakin' me down Kickin' me around Stressin' me out I think I better go and get out and let me Release some stress (stress) Don't ever wanna feel no pain (pain) Hoping for the sun But it looks like rain (rain, rain, rain) Oh, i just wanna maintain Yeah, when you feel the pressure's on But nevertheless Krayzie won't fall It's over It's endin' here, here [Chorus]

Breaker 1

Common Sense "Can I Borrow a Dollar?"
A weeby weeby wobble gobble gobble DO the turkey Lord have mercy, mercy mercy me You see I'm tryin to get the punani but you just wanna rock me, ah-eh-eh, ah-eh-eh You see I'm tryin to get the punani but you just wanna rock me, oooh, check it So get your ride on ride the thundercloud and broom broom broom Because I gotta gotta get some, el, bow, room So I can Bang-kok, better yet, knock Italy But raindrops keep fallin on my couch, try to sit with me Tamperin up my program, so I play another slow jam It's not an ancient Chinese secret, you should know man But you insist on stay and playin Genesis I gotta put an end to this, baldergash, EEE haul ass And don't come knockin my door, with the cockle-doodle-doo I'm talkin the his and his and hers, Three's Company too So step to the step to the rear And don't come back now, hear Ahh to the break y'all (break y'all, yeah) Ahh to the break y'all (break y'all, made it!) To the break y'all (break y'all, NAHH!) To the break y'all (break y'all break, BREAK!) The CB's, the CB's, they'rrrrre here! I'm checkin my mirror from the rear - - locks are closer, than they appear The time is near for you to drop your beer and get your nuts again But ain't no haps (UH-UH) your dick isn't there You're thinkin that, Oops, I made a mistake You say, Fuck Nell Carter, c'mon Jimmy, give me a break You made a mistake on the first take tryin to break a leg for take two You shoulda ate your Wheaties and Petey mighta made a breakthrough You say to hope that things might bloom, so you assume position Wishin he would listen, so you start to kissin It's alive, and up goes, and up goes you're adrenaline You aimed, you fired, THERE YOU GO, limp figures So you take and then play the role of friend and talk Try to tell her it's her fault, when Jack your Been wouldn't Stalk Baby Bubba youse a goner, ahh, youse a goner It's fucker up, when _Your Dick Is Playin Tricks On Ya_ So you pop fizz, what a relief, beef stroke it up My man, got your thing, in your hand, say, I I think I can!! Damn this never happened before, yeah sure that's what they all say Uh-oh you better get Maaco kid, cause old girl is saucy What was sweet to eat, has now dried up and rotted It's a pile of pew, pick up your glove and say, Yo I got it! Hopin you won't drop you thought you had it made like Kay What more could go wrong - you got the right one baby! Uh-huh, let you tell it, everybody and their momma knows that you came quick, quicker than a pizza, from Domino's To the break y'all (break y'all, YEAH) To the break y'all (break y'all, MAYBE) To the break y'all (break y'all, NAHHH) To the break y'all (break y'all, check it out) The 1/9, the 1/9, the CB's, the break The 1/9, the 1/9, the CB's, the break! The 1/9, the 1/9, the CB's, the break!! Break it up, break it up, break it up, BREAK DOWN! Walkin up and then down the strip Lookin for some hip so I can skip I spotted this honeydip, and her friend tried to sell me a script that they were in a rush to catch the bus, but that was the OLD Gus So I'm gettin a bus, as I thrill at the disgust Since old girl was with this, I told her friend to kiss this And listen physical fitness use your brain and mind your business Dippin from a distance, in an instance I got the digits and blew a kiss to her (THAT OLD STANK HOEEEE) was mad I didn't speak to her I hooked up with the one that looked NICE Took her mind, like an ICE 'Til her friends gave her advice to think, twice Before with me she slept, my rep was kinda ill They told her to keep that booty still I been through more hoes than the pill Still I overcame cause I got game like a athlete (UHH) In less than a half week, she was with it to do the nasty (BREAK) The drawers dropped, the top off, and the boots was gettin knocked I heard the door unlock, it was her pop he was a cop So I stopped dropped and rolled, so I wouldn't inhale a shell Broke like a fingernail, on my trail was the smell of tail Bailed back around the flat, to wash off the smell of cat Like a belt, everything was strapped 'til my homey asked, WASSUP WIT DAT The dat was like dis G, I told him I got busy This was the spy who dissed me cause he told it like a sissy THAT WAS FOUL, I went to him lost in the mind now it's a dead end The little wreck on that they locked the door and I can't get in No more no more no more and now I know and now I know Don't mess around with CB's, good buddie, ten-fo' (Ha hahh, yeahh, ahh break it..)

Rock It

MOTORHEAD "Another Perfect Day"
Rock'n'roll, save your soul An' I got it Give it to me, loud and free Don't knock it Let me hear 'til the end of time It's the only way Send shivers up and down your spine You can't stop it [Chorus:] I'm tellin' one more time It ain't no crime Rock it It's the only way to fly Gotta have it Break thru gonna break you too Better grab it Let me hear it 'til the end of time It's the only way It'll stop you on a dime Gotta have it [Chorus] Rock'n'roll music gonna stop the world Can't lose it It'll make your toenails curl Can't defuse it Let me hear it all the time It's the only way Gonna make ya feel alright You can't excuse it [Chorus]

Art Is Hard

CURSIVE
cut it out your self-inflicted pain is getting too routine the crowds are catching on to the self-inflicted song well here we go again: the art of acting weak fall in love to fail to boost your cd sales and that cd sells yeah what a hit you've got to repeat it you gotta sink to swim first you don't, you don't succeed you gotta recreate your misery we all know art is hard young artists have gotta starve try and fail and try again the comforts of repetition keep churning out those hits 'til it's all the same old shit oh, a second verse well, color me fatigued i'm hiding in the leaves in the cd jacket sleeves tired of entertaining some double-dipped meaning a soft-serve analogy those drunken, angry slurs in 31 flavors gotta sink, gotta sink, gotta sink to swim immerse yourself in rejection regurgitate some sorry tale about a boy who sells his love affairs You gotta fake fake fake the pain You better make make make it sting you're gonna break break break a leg when you get on stage and they scream your name: oh cursive is so cool! You gotta sink gotta sink gotta sink to swim impersonate greater persons cuz we all know art is hard when we don't know who we are

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