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JOEL TURNER & THE MODERN DAY POETS lyrics

These Kids

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These kids trapped in a struggle and No where to head at night A head full of trouble is all that they're getting And nobody knows the suffering they go through And you wouldn't believe 'em if they told you These kids trapped in a struggle and No where to head at night A head full of trouble is all they're getting And nobody knows the suffering they go through And you wouldn't believe 'em if they told you So many songs, so many times The world had to hear so many rhymes About how life is for strugglers Minority groups, kids with single mothers Young homies turn hustlers, stealing for money It's kinda funny how the crime rate is so high In suburbs where family ties are low, 'n suicides on the rise Oh why, so many die cause in their eyes The mistake they made, cant be erased the only way out is to take their life And if they don't do it sudden then they'll do it slowly Polluting themselves with drugs, because they on this world lonely So we as a nation just class 'em as a waste of space And if they don't help the economy then strip 'em naked Put 'em on the streets 'n make sure the police hate 'em And feed the public phony information on the evening news Kids may bomb police stations, to get at the boys in blue This song goes out to the whole justice system Instead of listening to the kids with the problems They just tick them off more Until these kids in prison or dead before they twenty four These kids trapped in a struggle and No where to head at night A head full of trouble is all that they're getting And nobody knows the suffering they go through And you wouldn't believe 'em if they told you You probably heard the news about the 14 year old kid Who went to Woodridge to get a stick but got his neck slit What you'll expect in, the situation that he was facing With all of these expectations he just wanted to get wasted But the mistake he made was fatal What about my mate who put a rope around his neck But he choked to death instead cause the fall never broke his neck See both of them, were trapped in a struggle none of us could comprehend The younger was in need of weed, the other had problems with his head Now they're both dead, and the same thing happens time 'n time again Kids dying all the time 'n leave us asking why my friend And then there is those who run away from home Live on the streets 'n chrome Can't deal with the pain of the world so they get stoned Sit in a zone, become known as the local drones With low vocal tones, they communicate with hopeless groans And nobody knows they came from broken homes Plus to us they're just emotionless clones And the pain plagues their brains they can't maintain healthy lives Change is all but easy, a life of crime is all but nice Plus life isn't worth living unless ya given the chance to fight Drugs might not be the answer, but who knows wrong from right When ya parents drinks 2 whole bottles Of wine, 'n puts the hose in the coke bottle, A lot of the time, kids don't know any different It's like they losing their minds, cant get a hold of their visions Think they're doing just fine, but they still in the struggle Yeah the kids of this time, in a whole lot of trouble If you in trouble, jump over that puddle Some where out there someone really loves you Loves you like you never been loved, yeah Loves you like you've never been loved These kids trapped in a struggle and Don't know where that they're heading, no A head full of trouble is all they're getting And nobody knows Nobody knows These kids trapped in a struggle and No where to head at night A head full of trouble is all they're getting And nobody knows the suffering they go through And you wouldn't believe 'em if they told you These kids trapped in a struggle and No where to head at night A head full of trouble is all they're getting And nobody knows the suffering they go through And you wouldn't believe 'em if they told you

This Is The Way

Black Train Jack
Jenny's always been confused, she knows when she has been abused By the kids at school and her parents too The neighborhood boys are so immature, minds are way too closed for her So she shaves her head and she goes to bed She knows that this is the way At a New York City hard core show, finds a way for her to go She says he loves it here, she's got some new friends here Her popularity grows and grows, she knows the guys at all the shows She pound her roots in Doctor Marten boots She knows this is the way She pound compassion in her veins from a picture in a Peta magazine And says the world is so cruel now she boycotts zoos She's a strict vegetarian she's looking good and getting thin And she feels brand new with her little ankle tattoo This is the way Jenny's always been confused, she knows when she has been abused By the kids at school and her parents too She dyes her hair the brighttest blue and goes out for a drink or two Or maybe even three, she's feeling so damn free The guy she met was awfully cute, when he told her what he wants Her to, she agreed, but in a slurring speech They found her laying in her bed, severe concussion to the head She couldn't fight it off, when the game got rough This is the way

Inside My Head (You're All Dead)

Heideroosjes "Schizo"
words: Marco Roelofs Sun is shining on my head, but it's a rainy day I'm just walking around and I got nothing to say I feel so weird but I'm not even drunk Everybody looks great, everybody but (Chorus) Nobody knows what's inside my head Inside my head, you're all dead! Nobody knows what's inside my head Inside my head, I wish you were dead! All these kids act cool, they call me a nerd But it's my lucky day, today I can't get hurt They spit me in my face, yeah, the joke is on me Please, do it again, I don't mind because (Chorus) This naggin' it still continues, it just won't stop So I keep on smiling, until they drop My eyes wide open, head up in the air Everybody looks great, everybody but (Chorus) There will be a day, I'm sure that time will come No goddamn bully has the guts, to call me dumb All these kids will fear me, they'll act as I will Get them on their knees, this is my game Goes out to all the kids who have been humbled and beaten up by other schoolkids. It's about the all-time loser who can't take it no more. While the nagging continues he keeps himself going by thinking inside my head, you're all dead

Combat Chuck

Five Iron Frenzy
[Hey everybody, this is Combat Chuck, And I love this song, because it's about me.] A real life superhero. He's got the Holy Ghost, He's either praising Jesus, or he's making toast. Ain't got no superpowers, ain't got no giant brain, But he would try to help you, if he heard you call his name. There's some kids there in some trouble, Need a Pepsi on the double. Then he shouts, not so quiet, Would you like regular or diet? Found a campsite for some kids, By the stage is what he did. People ask why he's so nice, Wants to be like Jesus Christ. [Go, go. Go, go. Go, go. Go, go.] Whenever you're in trouble, whenever you're in need, Combat Chuck will help you, he nearly runs with speed. He's on the ball to same the masses, Got some thick old horned rimmed glasses. His head is bald, he shaved it shiny. Kicks the Devil in his hiney, [Ain't got no, cape, says they're too tight. Choose a path and does what's right.] People ask why he's so nice, Wants to be like Jesus Christ. [Combat Chuck. Go, go. Combat Chuck. Pick it up, pick it up. Combat Chuck. Go, go. Combat Chuck. Pick it up, pick it up.]

All I Ask For Anymore

TRACE ADKINS "X"
It was a home run when the game was tied A pick up truck when I could drive One pink line when katie said I'm late It was a passing grade, a pretty girl All the money in the world What mattered then kept changing every day But when I bow my head tonight There'll be no me myself and I Just watch my wife and kids please lord That's all I ask for any more Now a days it's crazy how A passing storm, a siren sound Can make me drop it all and pick up the phone To hear her say that all's okay is all I need to know these days Can't wait to see their faces when I get home And when I bow my head tonight There'll be no me myself and I Just watch my wife and kids please lord That's all I ask for any more Let 'em outlive me by a hundred years Let their laughter dry up all their tears Let 'em love and be loved back like I have been When I bow my head tonight There'll be no me myself and I Just watch my wife and kids please lord That's all I ask for any more That's all that matters anymore

Keep Off The Grass

ACTION BRONSON "Well-Done"
[Sample] All these faking motherfuckers never true to they craft My style it give you boost just like a shoe to that ass Smoke the drug, got the the Krug and in the glass Nice socks, switch foot, Asian hooker and she fluent in math James Brown shoes, the H-town groove Big body slide through it like the Greyhound move Ain't no rocking me to sleep, baby, you ain't that smooth You want a sucker and I ain't that dude I'm 'bout the money Know when you hear me always hit you with the raw rhythm You look confused and out of focus; autism Ain't no developmental problems on this, I kid Just big whips and chicks with big lips and thick thighs My people flip pies, and quick to flick knives Take the laziest shorty and take a quick dive Paint a struggle how my motherfucking clique rides Quit babysitting hit this spliff before the shit dies Bitch [Sample] I'm looking crispy like a chicken cutlet One wish is, get rich before I kick the bucket Know that Bronson's eating supper Hoping the gun don't jam like Smuckers Weed inside the Mason jar, leaning like racing car Papa Shango, the monster in your mother's bed Blunt of regs, and some lead turn the gutter red 7-40 ? snitches, with butter left 11 dollars worth of bounty on your brothers head You know the scent YSL and some good smoke I'm on the top she on the bottom like footnote Jet head cover my head New Yorker born and raised, so I'm repping 'til I'm dead Galaxy of Queens most diverse in the world Live in my borough Albanian father ran into my Jewish mother Swept her feet probably laid her on the blueish cover Now I'm here see me fresher than the newest summer Fuck, faggot, pussy [Sample]

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