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John Bottomley lyrics - Blackberry

Saint Psalm

Original and similar lyrics
A stranger came knockin' on my door A hairshirt and an old brown coat I asked him where was his legion He shivered like a wayward pigeon News of the world and the open road In a tongue of jongleur tumbler troubadour Gently now he was softly spoken Suddenly the spell was broken I couldn't see his coat of gold A mirror of our very soul Love can shine on every one Can't kill it with a gun Can't kill it with a gun No, no, no Can't kill it with a gun Trembling rain throughout the land A Salvation Army band Don't be so quick should the walls have risen Less they become your very own prison I couldn't see his coat of gold A mirror of our very soul Love can shine on everyone Can't kill it with a gun Can't kill it with a gun No, no, no Can't kill it with a gun

Citronella

AESOP ROCK "None Shall Pass"
[Intro:] I stood before the glittery borders of new radius In search of the fabled city of mud and crushed velvet What I found was a gutter where the love of entertainment Meets the lust for blood and demerits [Verse 1:] Cutters of the pie, throw your summers in the sky Collar-pop Jolly Roger die, motherfucker, die! Apache on a ship shape, in Bristol fashion Snuck a jammy through the red tape and tiptoed past him Worm teeth grinding feverishly below As little organic hacksaws eager to feed and grow So when it's Blackhawk over the glass walk They surface up through the cash crops With clippers for your belly-up mascots and never dine alone Meanwhile, back at sea level, it was home by home zone for zone Bloom County's homeless riot for home ownership; I hope you put gas in the motor-home and know the roads I studied with the finest combs stuck under my thumb As opposed to the loaded nose who pray Armageddon is numb And that's unevenly rendered To those who grew up thinking faith was a surrender of reason, but not a reason to surrender Catch the Liberty Fires' catalog: 40 torched orchids and citronella for Algernon Don and Vagabond, alike, repent This shit should have been, "Beta burns Babylon. The End." [Chorus:] And when the radio stars climbed up out of the floors To murder the medium that shot 'em 30 years before They said... (Kill... television! Kill... television! Kill... television!) (Difficult... isn't it?) And when the cutters of the pie throw their summers in the sky No love lost, baby, the future is so bright (Kill... television! Kill... television! Kill... television!) (Difficult... isn't it?) [Verse 2:] Nothing says "charm" like an armored car Taking the clone-farm 'tards to the arms bazaar We were the homemade marker makers born to pour the marsh ink into right guard parts And march through the gauntlet of car alarms No harps, no delusions of losing with something prettier Than ash around the metacarpal still clutching the teddy bears But we can run with scissors through the city fair Or situate the nuzzle with the subtle art of splitting hairs! Double park the shuttle, some will arc the funneled cutty sark Where budding narcs target the gushing heart in the muddy Clarks These are the vices of the p-noid bastards Who will chew whatever tablets blur the axioms fastest But crews lose lunches by the hundreds Lose electricity, lose gas, phone, plumbing Humming, "Keep your mouth closed. Keep your cows cloned. Go!" "I am the pulse of this fucking town, homes, no!" My, what a convenient embargo At least I'll always know which side of the gun I'm supposed to buy the farm from The too-far-gone kicks, still in the box Fix, still in the pill in his sock Chilling, gill in the slop, and a million watch Gideon scribes But once the arc honor pussy and bribes, the animals will divide And that's a win for the garish who keep charity in the parish While profiting off the lack of a marriage (amongst the classes.) [Chorus:] And when the radio stars climbed up out of the floors To murder the medium that shot 'em 30 years before They said... (Kill... television! Kill... television! Kill... television!) (Difficult... isn't it?) And when the cutters of the pie throw their summers in the sky No love lost baby, the future is so bright (Kill... television! Kill... television! Kill... television!) (Difficult... isn't it?) [Verse 3:] The mobile infantry is so postal Coast into the quotient provoking the local Pistol Pete Choking his liberty and justice quotas and cloaking his folk in smithereens; Smokey little pile of bloody pulp and co-dependencies Dopey, no surrender, bender in effect Sole defenders of the longest night New York had never slept And there were jumping jacks and whistlers over Christmas Like Rockets From The Crypt spilling the festive morning beverage of your preference I step in Hog Heaven, stony, with no weapons Pissing on teleprompters, selling megaphones to hecklers Who broadcast 80 million versions of the sermon For that one indisputable masterpiece before the curtains Pale, Arcadian moon, high-definition, flat plasma IMAX, city-wide transfer Artificial Einstein-Rosen out the tenement Ease into the "Xanadu", let it hammer the tension out I'm talking cool, calm, dominant phenomenal Monitor face to the wall opposite U.F.O.'s and locusts sing the same old song While the Weathermen get retarded as the day is long [Chorus:] And when the radio stars climbed up out of the floors To murder the medium that shot 'em 30 years before They said... (Kill... television! Kill... television! Kill... television!) (Difficult... isn't it?) And when the cutters of the pie throw their summers in the sky No love lost baby, the future is so bright (Kill... television! Kill... television! Kill... television!) (Difficult... isn't it?)

The Book Of Soul

AB-SOUL "Control System"
Your momma told me read the book of Job They shoulda called it the book of soul I came into this hurtful earth in perfect health Caught Steven Johnson syndrome when I was ten years old Internal and external fever 80% fatality rate at that time Ain't that some shit Severe pink eye My eyes swollen shut For like two or three months It still bright as fuck And I even lost my lip skin Grew back darker than it's original pigment Skin disfigured from boils and blisters Unidentifiable by my little sister Come to think of it, I could've got a crazy check The shrink thought I'd be traumatized, but I'm alright My first years of junior high school were not alright Them dimes wouldn't give me no time No, not a nod I mean not even you We eventually got cool But I was nobody You was the hottest hottie in the school But the world to me Not saying that cause I'm your dude I'm glad I got to watch the woman that you blossomed too Ironic we always had the same classes I copied off your work And you ain't always had the right answers but it worked Mama, thanks a lot Probably wouldn't have graduated had you not Somewhere down the line, we became an item The love was in the air like this flight I'm lightin' The first few years was so excitin' Got deeper in this rap and started pushing shit back My money got funny You wanted to go on dates I had a Soundwave beat tape tryna be Drake Could've spent every minute with you but I had to get it For me and you You sing too so you knew the business I know it was hard but you stayed down My fam had doubts You told me you was proud I did some things, you did some things Always came back together We knew the only way to make it work was work together Seven whole years, seven whole years It was supposed to end with our grandkids Luckily for me I'm used to being cut short But I'm such a nice guy, why Lord? Why Lori? Why'd you have to take her from me? Guess you needed your angel face for all of heaven to see Your picture still on my mirror and it's so scary I swear I still ain't looked at your obituary So now I'm so doped up I think I'm flying I hope the spliff will never finish I guess the Mayans wasn't lying 2012 my world ended You used to say that I could see the future You was wrong, cause you was in it And I was just with you the day before You said you loved me, I said I loved you more And as much I wanna cower and bid the mic adieu And fall off a fucking tower tryna find you I gotta stay cause I remember that day I looked you in the face and told you nothing can stop me Not even you Stick to the plan I'll meet you at our spot If reincarnation is true and we don't get too lost Even if you forget me and everything you left behind I never lied I love you in a place where there's no space and time I close my eyes and I can still hear you singing loud We never got to tell them who The Love Religion was about I ain't finna stage a cry in this rhyme Signed Sincerely yours I live to let you Shine [Interlude] Everything I love most get taken away My momma and music is next And if that happens before I turn 28 Then I'm going out with Curt Cobain I still believe in God, we jut ain't never spoke Unless we talkin symbolically then I might agree But if you really wanna look at it that way then Hey man God don't like me I refuse to believe that But what's acceptable is anything's possible But nobody special My ma took my TV, - took my radio Now I'm on TV and on the radio Don't be dethroned by these systems of control Just keep your fingers crossed and keep them locks off your soul [x2] (Soul!)

Young Love (Strong Love)

THE JUDDS "River Of Time"
She was sitting cross-legged on a hood of a Ford Filing down her nails with a emory board Talking to her friends about people they knew And all of the things that young girls do When she said, "You see that guy in the baseball cap? I'd like to spend some time with a boy like that." Betty said, "I've seen him at the hardware store. I think his name is Billy, but I'm not sure." And as they talked a little while he passed by She smiled at him he just said "Hi." He was thinking to himself as he walked away Man, I'd like to find a girl like her someday [Chorus] Young love, strong love, true love It's a new love They're gonna make it through the hard times Walk those lines Yeah, these ties will bind Young love Well, she just couldn't stop herself from thinking 'bout him And at a store downtown she saw him again She had both hands full, he held open the door He said, "My name is Billy. I've seen you before. Can I help you with these? Can I give you a ride? Can I take you out on a Saturday night?" She didn't have to say what she was feeling inside He could see the answer shining in her eyes [Chorus] Well, from that day on you couldn't keep them apart They were side by side, heart to heart Mama cried as Billy slipped the ring on her hand And when the baby was born she was crying again Well, he worked real hard and put some money down On a little old house at the edge of town And that night as he held her he couldn't believe That God had made a girl that he'd never ever leave [Chorus] She was sitting cross-legged on the hood of a Ford Filing down her nails with an emory board

You're In My Heart (The Final Acclaim)

ROD STEWART "Blondes Have More Fun"
I didn't know what day it was when you walked into the room I said hello unnoticed You said goodbye too soon Breezing through the clientele spinning yarns that were so lyrical I really must confess right here the attraction was purely physical I took all those habits of yours that in the beginning were hard to accept Your fashion sense, Beardsly prints I put down to experience The big bosomed lady with the Dutch accent who tried to change my point of view Her ad lib lines were well rehearsed but my heart cried out for you Chorus: You're in my heart, you're in my soul You'll be my breath should I grow old You are my lover, you're my best friend You're in my soul My love for you is immeasurable My respect for you immense You're ageless, timeless, lace and fineness You're beauty and elegance You're a rhapsody, a comedy You're a symphony and a play You're every love song ever written But honey what do you see in me (Chorus) You're an essay in glamour Please pardon the grammar but you're every schoolboy's dream You're Celtic, United, but baby I've decided You're the best team I've ever seen And there have been many affairs Many times I've thought to leave But I bite my lip and turn around 'cause you're the warmest thing I've ever found (Chorus)

Sail (Remix)

AWOLNATION
This is how I show my love I made it in my mind because I blame it on my A.D.D. baby This is how an angel cries I blame it on my own sick pride Blame it on my A.D.D baby [Hook] Sail, sail, sail, sail, sail, sail [Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar] I look in the mirror and nothing is familiar right there I look in the mirror and nothing is familiar I dare For you to say that You familiar with character Wishes I have Mental is right and they Pick yellow cab Telling the driver to Press on the gas Yell at em till I get there You can just love me Or leave me alone I'm warning you though If you love me you'll never go wrong We can explore every feeling Of breathing mother natures air Feeling of knowing that I'm Right or rare But theres a reason For all of my manners The gladdest I am that you here [Hook] [Verse 2: Ab-Soul] This is how I show my love Let my soul sail before I’m washed up Gotta drop down thank God above That I’m high enough To give the sky a touch Maybe its my ADD I’m on the move like a real estate agency Century 21 The 21st Century bare The birth of my history there can only be one This how I show my love Let my soul sound like This ain't equal Sacrifice my life just to free the people the Jesus sequel So many admirers Cause they cant see Through our iris’s I got an eye for her I got an eye for her I got Three eyes I need three brides [Hook]

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