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REEL BIG FISH lyrics - Cheer Up!

New York, New York

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Start spreadin' the news, I'm leavin' today I want to be a part of it, New York, New York These vagabond shoes are longing to stray Right through the very heart of it, New York, New York I want to wake up in a city that doesn't sleep And find I'm king of the hill, top of the heap These little town blues are melting away I'll make a brand new start of it in old New York If I can make it there, I can make it anywhere It's up to you New York, New York New York, New York I want to wake up in a city that never sleeps And find I'm A- number one, top of the list, king of the hill, A- number one These little town blues, are melting away I'm gonna make a brand new start of it in old New York And if I can make it there, I'm gonna make it anywhere It's up to you New York, New York.. New York!

New York

AZ "A.W.O.L"
[Intro: AZ (samples)] Yeah... "the city" This is serious, here "number one" New York! It's beyond the 5 boroughs "keep it real" "I get ill" "Number one" This will rock! "the city" "I gotta get in" [AZ] This is that, Riker's Island, not slipping rap flows For them box bitten bing monsters, sniffin' that blow Block covers know the style, triple that dough Forty cal. for them cock suckers, sittin' back slow What y'all know about coke pies, give 'em that low I mouth them before the bowtie resemble cash flow Rap NY, no lie, my side is back Ghost, so hot Crooked cops are searching your asshole, it's the drop That freeze niggaz right where they stand for the gwap Niggaz'll play Pac and pop with they man, it don't stop We up top, but we locked and landing He roadblock, he flow shots, get Ghost and scram Gingerbread niggaz on the run from feds Shit is sick, pretty chicks'll put a gun to ya head Never a vic', either think quick or end up dead Cuz when we flip, what's left to be said? New York New York, New York, New York [Chorus x2: samples (scratched by DJ Premier)] "New York, New York" "Number One" "New York, New York" "Keep it real" "I get ill" "New York, New York" "Number one" "New York, New York" "The city" "I gotta get in" [Raekwon] You know the town stupid, this is all authentic ground You can get poked, grabbed and choked, then shot up, for product Bank holders stay in the lab, too many dumb niggaz is scheming You can get murked up in the cab Shout out to niggaz that be jerking tags, rollin' in Jags Good boy leathers, hood boys'll blast you Niggaz that carry ones and hit grass And love hip hop, the shit that bring money outta ziplocs Protect your dome, I'm warning you, what harm I do to the kid I have you on the floor with ya armor loose Break the raw down and sign truces Then switch the next muthafuckin' date, fuck all excuses When you see me it's real, I'm just a natural born hustler The castle where they wrap you in plastic, duke So every soldier that's armed, remind your general It's critical, you might stay a night, if you pretendable [Chorus x2] [Ghostface Killah] Yo, we was raised in the dead arm district Before guns was called biscuits, Stapleton was on that hood shit Live from the New York borough, keeping it thorough Bunch of snakes in the grass, stay creepin' like squirrels Cuz a snitch gon' crack that nut, don't give a fuck Did ten hours long and try to wrap us up He dry snitching, post up in the whip with a fly wisdom Hopped out to get a dutch, but he left with his wig splitten We from New York, my city never sleeps (No) We runnin' with a hundred heats When beef pop off, we ain't the one to speak Dressed in all black, driving six feet hurses With sixteen niggaz, dropping sixteen verses Big faces, bolgin' outta big green purses Stuck ya man for his vegi's and his lame ass circus So I dare niggaz act up, y'all niggaz act up Now like cars in reverse, y'all better back up [Chorus x2]

Our Town

KIM WILDE "Kim Wilde"
This is your town, this is my place This is where my whole world is lived in Nothing much, and just out of reach of all the city lights It's a high town, it's a low town It's get here, come on you grow town No-one does, but everyone thinks they're gonna make it soon This is one place I respected Now I feel it's really dejected No-one cares and the people just stare And a man on the box says Hey you, don't walk away, vote for me You'll get more pay, keep working hard But they work slow Here it comes now, Sunday morning Just another sleepy town yawning Down below everything looks just like another day But, in the warm glow of the sunrise There's a child who's searching with young eyes Looking 'round and feeling inside he's gonna fly away There was one time I was leaving But the folks around me kept grieving Friends said go, but my dad said no And my mum kept saying Don't go, don't go away Don't leave us, you've got to stay Just raise them kids, oh mother no No prospects, just projects Don't try to tell me we're living There's no real need to try Can't you see this town gonna die Hail the new age, it's a rat cage Join the place for breeding dumb spieces All stacked up and doing whatever someone tells you to Burn the place down, make it dead ground Show the people just what they're missing Wake up, wake up, can't you believe in what I'm telling you There's a house where I was born in Now it's changed without any warning Cranes just crash and bricks just smash While a billboard's saying Let's go, let's get away Come fly me, you've weeks to pay When sunshine calls, but I won't go This is our town

Am I Ever Gonna Fall In Love In New York City

GRACE JONES "Fame"
Well I finally got my wish to work in New York city, But (it) isn't everything I thought that it would be, I while away the lonely hours, gazing at the city towers, Wondering if there isn't someone in there just for me, Am I ever gonna fall in love in New York City? Will I ever find a home so far from Tennessee? Theres no future in the single bars, nothing but the one night stars, Am I ever gonna fall in love in New York City? My ambition and wish [?] But I'm missin' the tradition [?] that I knew before, Everybody in a hurry, No ones got the time and no ones got the time of day. Am I ever gonna fall in love in New York City? Will I ever find a home so far from Tennessee? Theres no future in the single bars, nothing but the one night stars, Am I ever gonna fall in love in New York City? One city isn't pretty if you see it on your own, It's a fabulous place, but the [?] isn't fun alone There's no one I know to cherish, no one I can hug, (nobody around [?] day). Am I ever gonna fall in love in New York City? Will I ever find a home so far from Tennessee? Theres no future in the single bars, nothing but the one night stars, Am I ever gonna fall in love in New York City? Am I ever gonna fall in love in New York City? Will I ever find a home so far from Tennessee? Theres no future in the single bars, nothing but the one night stars, Am I ever gonna fall in love in New York City? Am I ever gonna fall in love in New York City? Will I ever find a home so far from Tennessee? Theres no future in the single bars, nothing but the one night stars, Am I ever gonna fall in love in New York City?

How'm I Gonna Find You Now

JAMES MCMURTRY "Complicated Game"
I've got a cup of black coffee so I don't get lazy I've got a rattle in the dashboard driving me crazy And if I hit it with my fist it'll quit for a little while Gonna have to stop and take a piss in another mile Headed into town gonna meet you at the mercantile Take it to the Sonic get you grinning like a crocodile I got a hole in the floorboard sucking in fumes I'll leave the hitchhiker standing 'cause I haven't got room Well he looked kinda scary so I didn't like him anyway Could've been a con from the state prison runaway Anyway he probably hadn't showered in a couple days No one but a fool would've given him the time of day,yeah Just listen close I'll tell you how I feel You need to know so I'll talk slow I always keep it real I see the red light blinking in the middle of town But I don't see your car parked anywhere around And I'm smoking into town like a molotov cocktail Rag in the gas cap flapping loose never fails Cell phone's down 'cause they didn't get the check I mailed How'm I gonna find you now How'm I gonna find you now I remember when I met you I's in love in one fell swoop You had a blade in your pocket and a rag in your belt loop Guys hovering 'round the bar like gulls on the ocean At the end of your shift just in case you got the notion Watch you washin' all the glassware, poetry in motion I'd a'roped the moon for you How'm I gonna find you now How'm I gonna find you now Just listen close I'll tell you how I feel You need to know so I'll talk slow I won't let go of this obsessive zeal I've got a mad coming on and it's gonna be dreadful Now I'm washing down my blood pressure pill with a Red Bull I hit the city limit sign and I'm blind and I'm seeing red Uniroyal tire on the right rear throwing tread You oughta see the x-rated scene running in my head Big as a baby's arm how'm I gonna find you now How'm I gonna find you now

Streets Of New York (City Life)

ALICIA KEYS "Unplugged"
[Nas (Alicia Keys)] Nasty, yeah, yeah (New York, New York) Hey yo black it's time again, yeah, yeah (New York, New York) Come here, yeah, yeah (New York, New York) Hey yo black it's time ["yeah, yeah, hey yo black it's time" - continues throughout song] [Nas] If you knew my streets You would know all everybody talk about is who got beef Who snitchin, who told police Who came home, who still gone, who restin in peace Now they killin over music money, not drugs, rap replaced it Cause thugs with no brains got no patience New jacks I pistol whip 'em with the funky rhythm I be kickin Musician and flatten composition A pain, I'm like Saddam Hussein Still alive lookin at his dead children's burnt remains I burnt the game, learnt you lames a new lesson Your crew's soft man, ya'll need some new weapons The P's breathe Warriorz and skullies and Timmies Around mixed, spics, niggaz and giddies From my ghetto kings in deep thought we don't blink But don't think we wastin our time It's a New York State of Mind [Chorus #1 - Alicia Keys] New York, New York, New York New York City, whoa oh New York, New York, New York New York City, baby [Alicia Keys] It's like a jungle, out here So much struggle, out here And my dream's still unphased Greed still the cousin of death Always feels like always somethin farther time In the Streets of New York (New York state of mind, New York State of mind) [Alicia Keys] All I see is street homes And who it's holdin, our people Only comforts the brain It's like I'm going insane The revolution has to start, don't waste no time In the Streets of New York (New York state of mind, New York state of mind) C'mon [Chorus #2 - Alicia Keys] New York, New York, New York, New York oh State of mind (New York City) New York, New York, New York, New York oh State of crime (New York City) New York, New York, New York, New York oh Big dreams (New York City) New York, New York, New York, New York oh Big schemes [Alicia Keys] Oh, break the game Just ain't the same Baby loves and girls with no shame Can't get away (get away), epidemic plague Every hood in every state Don't have no reasons cause relieve is hard to find [Break - Alicia Keys] In the streets of New York (New York state of mind) - [4X] ["New York state of mind" is also repeated in background] [Rakim] I'm from the home of a million legends and trend settin A lot of footsteps to follow, I've been steppin Mind stressin tryin to find a record crime shreddin Time precious, I ain't have rest since nine eleven I live fast, hustle like today is my last I get cash, the struggle's like a day on the Ave. Crack bein raw, gats squeezin off Manhattan squeezin off, from cats who tease with war The eve of the Apocalypse, evil keep movin politics Every block is at risk, the metropolitan metropolis The opposite of Liza Minelli and Frank Sinatra Alicia Keys, Nas and Ra the gangsta's opera So New York City walk with me, talk gritty It's up to us New York it's our city Here the man come with the anthem, hands up It's time the thrill is back New York, let's stand up [Chorus - w/ ad libs] [Rakim - talking behind Chorus] Oh yeah, crucial Keys Your God Rakim Allah New York City, Nasty Nas A. Keys, yeah, c'mon

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