don't you wanna end up with this mister? he is just being nice with his kisses and he thinks you're not one of the smart ones (say it, s-say it!) doesn't seem like you want that kind of honey, honey
an isle, a bright shining isle stands forever, alone in the sea of rock and of sand and grass and shale, the isle bereft of trees small. a speck in the wide blue sea 'tis the last of all the land a dweller upon our lonesome isle the last, lonely man? by the gods he is there to never leave to remain all his life his punishment for evermore to attend the eternal light the lighthouse, tall and brilliant white which stands at the end of the world protecting ships and sailors too from rock they could be hurled yet nothing comes and nothing goes 'cept the bright blue sea which stretches near and far away 'tis all our man can see though, one day, up high on rock a bird did perch and cry an albatross, he shot a glance and wondered deeply, why? could it be a watcher sent? a curse sent from the gods who sits and cries and stares at him the life that they have robbed each year it comes to watch over him the creature from above not a curse but a reminder of the woman that he loved oh weary night, under stars he'd lay and gaze up towards the moon and stars the suns dying haze time and again, Orion's light filled our man with joy within the belt, he'd see his love remembering her voice the twinkle from the stars above bled peace into his heart as long as she looks down on him he knows they'll never part one day good, one day bad the madness, the heat, the sun out to sea, he spies upon land his beloved Albion cliffs of white and trees of green children run and play "my home land" he cries and weeps why so far away? eyes sore and red. filled with tears he runs towards the sea to risk his life, a worthy cause for home he would be into the sea, deep and blue the waters wash him clean awake. he screams. cold with sweat and Albion a dream such is life upon the isle of torment and woe one day good. one day bad and some days, even hope the light at the end of the world burns bright for mile and mile yet tends the man, its golden glow in misery all the while? for fifty years he stands and waits atop the light, alone looking down upon his isle the gods have made his home the watcher at the end of the world through misery does defile remembers back to that single night and allows a tiny smile his sacrifice was not so great he insists upon the world again he would crime, again he would pay for one moment with the girl her hair, long and black it shone the dark, beauty of her eyes olive skin and warm embrace her memory never dies 'twas years ago, he remembers clear the life they once did live endless love and lust for life they promised each would give alas, such love and laughter too was short as panting breath for one dark night, her soul was kissed by the shade of death agony, like none before was suffered by our man who tends the light now, burning bright on the very last of land anger raged and misery too like nothing ever before he cursed the gods and man and life and at his heart he tore a deity felt sympathy and threw our man a light "your woman you may see again for a single night but think hard and well young man there is a price to pay to tend the light at the end of the world is where you must stay away from man and life and love alone you will be on a tiny isle. a bright shining isle in the middle of the sea" "i'll tend the light, for one more night with the woman whom i love" screamed the man, with tearful eyes to the deity above and so it was that very night his lover did return to his arms and to their bed together they did turn in deepest love and lust and passion entwined they did fall lost within each other's arms they danced in lover's ball long was the night filled with love for them the world was done awoke he did to brightest light his woman and life had gone to his feet he leapt. to the sea he looked to the lighthouse on the stone the price is paid and from now on he lives forever alone fifty years have passed since then and not a soul has he seen but his woman lives with him still in every single dream 'tis sad to hear how young love has died to know that, alone, someone has cried but memories are ours to keep to live them again, in our sleep
burning on just like a match you strike to incinerate the lives of everyone you knew and what's the worst you take from every heart you break? and like the blade you stain i've been holding on tonight
you live for times of solace within a sign there's a promise don't lose all faith cause you shake at night it's in the art of the process
We- organic images dissolving earth Our future children sure at us unfixed from a residence of stars in their sidereal ships ho sailing beyond within Their eyes black in kingdoms of gold like the rocks of this desert where we wander in circles tails up the ass of time And our vision goes backwards the traces we see after something ot even existing beyond the prints All dreams end here where our cries began resounding to museums of a world we believed neverending And we stop exhausted beginning not again And the panic like the light of some star exploding Flashing in black holes of not knowing if we ever made a away out of this mud
We're all living in Amerika Amerika ist wunderbar We're all living in Amerika Amerika Amerika We're all living in Amerika Amerika ist wunderbar We're all living in Amerika Amerika Amerika Wenn getanzt wird will ich führen Auch wenn ihr euch alleine dreht Lasst euch ein wenig kontrollieren Ich zeige euch wie's richtig geht Wir bilden einen lieben Reigen Die Freiheit spielt auf allen Geigen Musik kommt aus dem Weißen Haus Und vor Paris steht Mickey Mouse We're all living in Amerika Amerika ist wunderbar We're all living in Amerika Amerika Amerika Ich kenne Schritte die sehr nützen Und werde euch vor Fehltritt schützen Und wer nicht tanzen will am Schluss Weiss noch nicht dass er tanzen muss Wir bilden einen lieben Reigen Ich werde euch die Richtung zeigen Nach Afrika kommt Santa Claus Und vor Paris steht Mickey Mouse We're all living in Amerika Amerika ist wunderbar We're all living in Amerika Amerika Amerika We're all living in Amerika Coca Cola Wonderbra We're all living in Amerika Amerika Amerika This is not a love song This is not a love song I don't sing my mother tongue No, this is not a love song We're all living in Amerika Amerika ist wunderbar We're all living in Amerika Amerika Amerika We're all living in Amerika Coca Cola Sometimes war We're all living in Amerika Amerika Amerika ~Kov.
waiting by the stairs - waiting by the stairs waiting i despair - waiting i despair our whole life is a dark room. one. big. dark. room somehow i ended up here in the inbetween where there is always the comfort of knowing i'll never be seen when i fall when i fall i wait for just one touch and i fall
Look, if you had one shot, one opportunity To seize everything you ever wanted One moment Would you capture it or just let it slip? His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy There's vomit on his sweater already, mom's spaghetti He's nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready To drop bombs, but he keeps on forgetting What he wrote down, the whole crowd goes so loud He opens his mouth, but the words won't come out He's chokin, how everybody's jokin now The clock's run out, time's up over, bloah! Snap back to reality, Oh there goes gravity Oh, there goes Rabbit, he choked He's so mad, but he won't give up that easy Is he? No He won't have it , he knows his whole back city's ropes It don't matter, he's dope He knows that, but he's broke He's so stacked that he knows When he goes back to his mobile home, that's when it's Back to the lab again yo This whole rap shit He better go capture this moment and hope it don't pass him You better lose yourself in the music, the moment You own it, you better never let it go You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow This opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo The soul's escaping, through this hole that it's gaping This world is mine for the taking Make me king, as we move toward a, new world order A normal life is borin, but superstardom's close to post mortar It only grows harder, only grows hotter He blows its all over, these hoes is all on him Coast to coast shows, he's know as the globetrotter Lonely roads, God only knows He's grown farther from home, he's no father He goes home and barely knows his own daughter But hold your nose cuz here goes the cold water These ho's don't want him no mo, he's cold product They moved on to the next schmoe who flows He nose dove and sold nada So the soap opera is told and unfolds I suppose it's old potna, but the beat goes on Da da dum da dum da da No more games, I'ma change what you call rage Tear this mothafuckin roof off like 2 dogs caged I was playin in the beginnin, the mood all changed I been chewed up and spit out and booed off stage But I kept rhymin and stepwritin the next cypher Best believe somebody's payin the pied piper All the pain inside amplified by the fact That I can't get by with my 9 to 5 And I can't provide the right type of life for my family Cuz man, these goddam food stamps don't buy diapers And it's no movie, there's no Mekhi Phifer, this is my life And these times are so hard and it's getting even harder Tryin to feed and water my seed, plus Teeter totter, caught up between bein a father and a prima donna Baby mama drama's screamin on and Too much for me to wanna Stay in one spot, another day of monotomy Has gotten me to the point, I'm like a snail I've got to formulate a plot fore I end up in jail or shot Success is my only mothafuckin option, failure's not Mom, I love you, but this trailer has got to go I cannot grow old in Salem's lot So here I go is my shot. Feet fail me not cuz maybe the only opportunity that I got You can do anything you set your mind to
