Song Lyrics by Demand

Archive for October, 2007

by Beatles
from the album N/A

I read the news today oh boy
About a lucky man who made the grade
And though the news was rather sad
Well I just had to laugh
I saw the photograph.

He blew his mind out in a car
He didn’t notice that the lights had changed
A crowd of people stood and stared
They’d seen his face before
Nobody was really sure if he was from the House of Lords.

I saw a film today oh boy
The English Army had just won the war
A crowd of people turned away
But I just had a look
Having read a book I’d like to turn you on…

Woke up, fell out of bed,
Dragged a comb across my head
Found my way downstairs and drank a cup,
And looking up I noticed I was late.

Found my coat and grabbed my hat
Made the bus in seconds flat
Found my way upstairs and had a smoke,
Somebody spoke and I went into a dream

I read the news today oh boy
Four thousand holes in Blackburn, Lancashire
And though the holes were rather small
They had to count them all
Now they know how many holes it takes to fill the Albert Hall.
I’d love to turn you on.

©1967 Lennon & McCartney

by Christina Milian
from the album Am To Pm

Chorus:
Somebody hit the lights, so we can rock it day and night,
People getting’ down, that’s right, from AM to PM.
Everybody lookin’ like stars, all the chicks and the fellas in the bars,
All of y’all bumpin’ this in your cars, from AM to PM

* Some undefinable noises from Milian*

Everybody wanna get down when you hear the sound and you bump the beat.
Three sixty-five days a year, twenty-four a day, seven days a week.
Now when you’re driving in your four by four and you turn this up on your stereo,
Whether day or night, non-stop you’ll play, and you know you still want more.

So find a honey that’s standing on the wall, all the girls get the guys on the floor.
From the front to the back let’s go, hear this. Woo!

Chorus

Ooooooh, yeah…

Everybody in the club c’mon keep bobbin’ your head now to this song.

You got the beats and breaks and your body shake, and we’re doin’ it all night long.
Any time or place, any place or time, no we don’t need no sleep.
Three sixty-five days a year, twenty-four a day, seven days a week.
So find a honey that’s standing on the wall, all the girls get the guys on the floor.
From the front to the back let’s go, hear this. Woo!

Chorus 2x

From the front to the back c’mon and bob your head, yeah.
Three sixty-five days a year, twenty-four a day, yeah.
No we don’t need no sleep, all night we rock that beat.
So you know what to do, just make it move and make it move, yeah.

So find a honey that’s standing on the wall, all the girls get the guys on the floor.
From the front to the back let’s go, hear this. Woo!

Chorus 2x

by ZZ Top
from the album XXX

WHAT, WHAT, WHAT CHU YOU WANT?
MY THING IS A REAL FINE THING
IT’S A THING IT’S A REAL FINE THING
IT AIN’T BROKE, IT DON’T NEED A FIX
36-22-36

I GOT A GYROSCOPE GOIN’ ROUND AND ROUND
GOT A THUNDERBIRD TAKE ME ALL OVER TOWN
GOT A TRANSISTOR RADIO STANDIN’ ON THE MIX [spottin'/startin']
36-22-36
36-18-36

WHERE’D SHE GO?

WHAT CHU SAY? 36-22-36
WHAT CHU SAY? 36-22-36
YOU WANT WHAT? 36-22-36
WHAT CHU SAY? 36-22-36
WHAT CHU WANT?

by Duncan Dhu
from the album Piedras

Hoy me tengo que marchar
Hoy te tengo que olvidar
Hoy el día empieza mal.

Dejo aquello que viví
Dejo todo lo que fuí
Dejo aquí mi corazón.

Olvidé decirte
Que cierres con llave
Cuando vayas a salir.

No sé como despejar
Este cielo sin mentir
Estos ojos sin fingir.

No quiero decir adiós
No quiero mirar atrás
Abandono el lugar.

Olvidé decirte
Que cierres con llave
Cuando vayas a salir.

by Smashing Pumpkins
from the album The Aeroplane Flies High

You should know that i love you
we should love like lovers do
and i can’t help but fall for you
ah honey, i’m just a fool
now you know
darling, i’ll never be true
you see, for so long i was blue
(i’m not the lonely one)
and if i hurt, then you will, too
ah honey, i always lose
now you know

lover, when will you?
i’m so afraid that no one cares
lover, can’t find you
i swear to god, don’t leave me here
now you know

oh you know that it can’t be
when no one else here really means
(anything to me)
if you hurt inside
if you confide in me again

since you ran away
hold me now
tell me how
love is ours

lover, when will you?
i’m so afraid that no one cares
lover, can’t find you
and no one knows what brings us here
lover
hold me now
tell me how
love is ours

by Ramones
from the album Animal Boy

Gonna kill and destroy
I’m not an Animal Boy
Why don’t they understand
I’m not an ape man

Don’t have brain damage
I’m not an a wild savage
Don’t push me around
Don’t bring my head down

Animal Boy
Animal Boy
Animal Boy

I’m not an imbecile
Don’t treat me like an animal
I’m not a creature in the zoo
Don’t tell me what to do

Animal Boy
Animal Boy
Animal Boy

You don’t know what it’s like
You don’t know how I feel
I don’t have a monkey’s brain
I’m not an animal

You can’t lock me in a cage
This ain’t the Stoneage
Better get out of my way
Someone’s gonna have to pay

Animal boy
Animal boy
Animal boy
Animal boy

by Ghostface Killah
from the album Ironman

ft. Raekwon, The RZA, The Delphonics

[Intro: Ghostface Killah, The Delphonics ()]

(After the smoke is done) Yo
Yeah (Tang-o-Phonics) yeah, what, what, who wanna do it, what
(Number one)
Slap fire outcha monkey ass niggas
(After the smoke is done) word up, big dick, motherfucking house
Whaddup, bench press these cats
(Tang-o-Phonics number one) Yo

[Ghostface Killah]

Yo, god, show these niggas how we get deep, down, and dirty
Like Keyon, got his wig pushed back,
Five-thirty
Yo they gotta hit
Placed on my head, what should the god do?
Max out in Spain and do business with the Jews
Never that
Them never look angry out of synch
The imperial, industrial king got weight
Don’t give a fuck
Like the poor part, we watch Heart To Heart
They used to push me in shuffel cards
Now I’m writing books like Ebinezzer
The porno teaser
Sayin words like sheeba
Educated rapper fouling the teaser
My team got rocks like Six Flags, plus the Wu lab
Cameras in nine bedrooms we own tags
Don’t touch this
Cracklin hot shit
I snap ya shoulder blade in half,
Laugh, and pop shit
Reader’s Digest, passed my book to L. Ron Hubbard
Got bagged that the world government tried to dub it
But devils love it
Movie trap raps cover the tracks
Like Ajax
Sharper than cuts laced on hardly scratched supreme clientel
My cartel
Willie Star passed,
Shit his piece, where’s the Nobel?
Oh, well,
Siginin off as usual,
The arsonist, leavin niggas lost in the stairwell

[Break: Ghostface Killah, The Delphonics ()]

(Tang-o-Phonics number one) Yeah, yo, yo
Represent my projects Stapelton (after the smoke is done)
He represent that project Park Hill (tang-o-Phonics number one)
You represent that project Murder West Brighton Now Born
Arm bangin into that will (ahhhhh)
Word up, (after the smoke is clear) yeah, what, Stapelton
(Tang-o-phonics and Wu-Tang still here)
Park Hill, word up, yeah, yeah, New York

[Raekwon]

The greatest story ever told by me, precisely
Roman numeral I be
Plus three describe me
My son move like the toad
Get drunk
Speak in codes
Throw a fiend in the sleeper hold
Got beef with the cold
Met my comrad
Go half on this lamp down in Baghdad
Flippin like a mex tab
Get money like an A-rab
The type niggas snapped
Six legs on the crab
Now, hush, who wanna do what
My click better bust

[The RZA]

Underprivileged,
Grew up in a Stapelton house village,
Where blood flood the water in the streets like oil spilage
When the water was flowin (Tang-O-Phonics number one)
I spot a fifty-five borough
A nigga was still flowin,
Voice was echoin
I rise high like an Opera’s
Procter wouldn’t Gamble
The sample, it shocked her
My ninjas run wilder than Shaka Zulu
Some play peace like Donny the Guru
Others live to be wise and old like Desmond Dutchu
Undisputed champion
Bell holders
Shape and mold us
Sole controler of the moon
I, solar and polar
I blow half smoke through my nasal
Bust my ways with thirty words
Wu-Tang wasn’t for children like
Cannibals raidin Sicilians

[Outro: The Delphonics]

After the smoke is done
Wu-Tang-o-Phonics number one
After the smoke is done
Wu-Tang-o-Phonics number one
After the smoke is clear
Tang-o-Phonics and Wu-Tang still here
After the smoke is done
Wu-Tang-o-Phonics number one
Ahhhhh (Wuuuuuu, wuuuuuu)

by Bee Gees
from the album E.S.P

Angela, I’m still alive
Angela, I’m still alive
The sun and the sea
The darkness in the way
All the pain don’t get no better
It gets stronger every day

It happens to be true
That I still pray to you my love
Voices in the night, don’t help
My searching for the truth, my love

And when I’m lost
And high above the storm
I hear your name
I’m empty inside, I’m empty inside
And where are you

Angela, I’m still alive
For the two of us
I’m still alive
You’ve got to imagine us
All the world was on our side
We had the power of the universe
And we were ready
We were ready for the ride

Moonlight in her hair
Her eyes the wonder of the age
But all I mean to you my love
Is just a spotlight on an empty stage

And through it all
One fire in the rain
Keeps burning on, keeps burning on
I can’t stop my heart
It’s beating for you
Reaching for you
But you are gone
I’m empty inside, I’m empty inside
And where are you

Angela, I’m still alive
For the two of us
I’m still alive
Angela, I’m still alive
Angela, I’m still alive
Angela, I’m still alive

by The Gathering
from the album Almost A Dance

I feel like I am hurt
Can’t you see
I try to express
But I act like you’re a stranger to me
I want to share, but don’t know how
My eyes can’t speak
And my mouth won’t write it down

And there’s so much confusion
as I want to clear it up
Cause when I start, suddenly,
the end has begun
Maybe if I touch, you will feel
what I mean but you’re acting strange

Cause my eyes look differently
Caught by death, I do not hope
that my release is decided long ago

I try to get out
To jump at once in a place
Where it’s all right or wrong
and I won’t be afraid
I open myself for you
and all those others
Who cared when times were rough for me

by Tha Alkaholiks
from the album Likwidation

[J-Ro] Welcome to Tha Alkaholik function, yeah
[Tash] Yes to party down
[J-Ro] We came to party, we came to party, we came to party
[Tash] Yes to party down
[J-Ro] We came to party, we came to party, we came to party

Verse One: Tash

Aiyyo, step in my area, and I’ma bury ya
Tha Likwit crew is blowin so the more the girl the merrier
So bring your sexy body to the front and make some noise
while these beats wind the Likwit homies up like Freakazoids
Plus my style as hot as sex on a platta
That’s why your dame was open once I threw these lyrics at her
Say what? The rhyme data ???
Smokin wack MC’s so bad I’m at the ground evacuatin
So hit the exits, while I’m rhyme flexin on some next ish
That come across in different shapes and forms like playin Tetris
So from the West it’s (who?) I thought you knew
Cool ass CaTashTrophe, from the crew with all the moves
so pop the tops off, while I pop beats that knock your blocks off
TASH, got the style that house any beanie bopper
So check the time of clock while I rock the land
"Hey ladies!" tell em whose in this jam

Chorus: repeat 2X

(It’s Tha Liks baby)
[J-Ro] Here to wet your top
[Tash] So all the ladies gather round, it’s time to party down
[J-Ro] That’s right (That’s right) that’s right
#1 repeat [J-Ro] We got the Henn Rock flowin all night
#2 repeat [J-Ro] We gotta keep the party blowin all night
#3 repeat [J-Ro] Tha Likwit up in ya all night
#4 repeat [J-Ro] DJ spin the record all night
#5 repeat [J-Ro] We’ll have sex on the beach all night
#6 repeat [J-Ro] It’s Tha Liks baby baby all night

Verse Two: J-Ro

Yo, it goes down like one two three
It’s Tha Alkaholiks in the place to be
Whether you from France, Japan or Italy
An R&B fan, or a dope MC
Some ol’ jazz cat that won a Grammy
A wide receiver, from Miami
A soccer goalie or a maitre’d
A Playboy Bunny, even if you can’t see
I don’t give a damn if you security
or you got a degree, at USC
My uncle, my cousin, or my auntie
You could be one-time it don’t matter to me
Cause when you bring your ass to a Likwit show
You gonna get wet if you in the front row
*E-Swift scratches* Row… row… Ro… Ro..
… now on with the show

Chorus

Verse Three: J-Ro, Tash

One two, one two
I got a tape in my ride, made by Homicide
Ralph M and DJ Pen make the wheels spin
Let’s make some noise for the Baka Boyz
DJ Dee and Hen Gee in the place to be
Joe Cooley and Mark and Evil E
Master C, Sam Jam, and ?
Assada got bam slam with DJ Jam
Let loose the 4th Alkaholik puts the wheels to use uhh
D-Pimp, Mad Lib, my nigga Juice
And DJ Pooh, I like the beats you produce
You know how we do, with DJ Kiilu
Makin girls shake they asses, Inf’s got all the passes
I’m playin John Madden, with DJ Alladin
Had my girl under the cover, went with Egyptian Lover
I’m on the radio, microphone mic-a-don
All my yapes I would pay for a mix tape I’d trade
DJ Mark Love makes the party push and shove
I float over a beat made by Chris the Glove
The Beat Junkies, Nu-Mark and Cut Chemist
My homey ? leave ya mouth open like a dentist
Bobcat, DJ Smooth and Battlecat
The Sway and King Tech Wake Up Show is fat
General Lee gets busy but remember this
Scotty D, Keith Coolie, and Cold Krush Chris

Chorus

Outro: J-Ro

Yo this goes out to all the DJ’s, in the L to the A
E-Swift on the track, yeah
Rob One in the house, check it out
Rob Love in the house, uhh
Tairrie T in the house, yeah
Fat Box in the house, uhh
My homey Tank in the house, yeah
DJ Muggs in the house, yo
DJ Bones in the house
Old School Romeo in the house, yeah
Ali Wide in the house, uhh
? in the house, yeah
Coolio G, Total G, can’t forget DJ Yella
Mixmaster Spade, DJ Lethal, DJ ?, hah
Rest in peace to DJ Trane and Magic Mike
All night, all night, all night, yeah