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favorite songs (with lyrics)

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ok so this has been done, but i don't think it was ever done like this. post your favorite songs but not just the title, post the entire song. why? i don't know. why not. this is a good spot: lyricsdepot.com

 

and i won't say uber cause i'm not down.

 

 

ummmm here: (i'm in my emo, miss my ex g/f mood)

 

i'm listening to this right now:

 

matthew sweet: sick of myself:

 

You don't know how you move me

Deconstruct me

And consume me

I'm all used up

I'm out of luck

I am starstruck

By something in your eyes that is keeping my hope alive

 

But I'm sick of myself when I look at you

Something is beautiful and true

In a world that's ugly and a lie

It's hard to even want to try

And I'm beginning to think Baby you don't know

 

I'll take or leave

The room to breathe

The choice to leave you

I'll throw away

A chance at greatness

Just to make this

Dream come into play, I don't know if I'll find a way

 

'Cause I'm sick of myself when I look at you

Something is beautiful and true

In a world that's ugly and a lie

It's hard to even want to try

And I'm beginning to think Baby you don't know

I'm beginning to think Baby you don't know

 

There's something in your eyes that is keeping my hope alive

But I'm sick of myself when I look at you

Something is beautiful and true

In a world that's ugly and a lie

It's hard to even want to try

And I'm beginning to think Baby you don't know

I'm beginning to think Baby you don't know

 

 

 

LyricsDepot.com

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weezer-why bother

"i know i should get close to you, you got a look that makes me think you're cool, but its just sexual attraction so I better keep on whackinggggg........."

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on another note....

 

 

 

not my favorite song. but its very very good.

 

 

 

 

 

"It's not just because i'm angry.

It's because i've hated you all along.

You're a waste of the air i breathe.

Soon enough you won't even have that.

This is less than you deserve.

Now your face is red,

your lungs are black, and your body blue.

Soon enough. your blood will stop cold.

And it's less that you deserve.

It's all over now, you all die tonight.

If this were the last time, that you and i ever meet.

I could die a happy man.

That's enough for me.

I guess i'm not the forgiving type."

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this may be my favorite song....

 

 

 

 

 

 

"i n i t i a t i o n

follow you home after every show

 

perforated into tiny fragments

heavy breathing's your new fan club

a john handcock with the safety off

after every show

and how this pedastel fits like glove

such a pity i built no ladder from me

the roots and above

i'll be hacking off

after every show

 

initiation

there's no restraining order to keep me from you

parting contestants never seem to win

 

watch you clap your hands by the stage

lend me your ears

just another page

in the book that your friend signed yesterday

when i told you not to bother to holler

your telephone's the one

that helped

me wrap

the cord

around your neck

you know you're beautiful

when you're dead

 

initiation

there's no restraining order to keep me from you

parting contestants never seem to win"

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Originally posted by the_gooch

ummmm here: (i'm in my emo, miss my ex g/f mood)

just about that time of year eh?

 

Rolling Stones - Wild Horses

 

Childhood living is easy to do

The things you wanted I bought them for you

Graceless lady you know who I am

You know I can't let you slide through my hands

 

Wild horses couldn't drag me away

Wild, wild horses, couldn't drag me away

 

I watched you suffer a dull aching pain

Now you decided to show me the same

No sweeping exits or offstage lines

Could make me feel bitter or treat you unkind

 

Wild horses couldn't drag me away

Wild, wild horses, couldn't drag me away

 

I know I dreamed you a sin and a lie

I have my freedom but I don't have much time

Faith has been broken, tears must be cried

Let's do some living after we die

 

Wild horses couldn't drag me away

Wild, wild horses, we'll ride them some day

 

Wild horses couldn't drag me away

Wild, wild horses, we'll ride them some day

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oh man don't call the stones emo :nope:

 

actually i don't care too much.

man, my breakfast was really emo

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SOCIAL DISTORTION

 

BORN TO LOSE

i was brought in this world 1962, i didn't have much choice you see. but by the time i was eight, i could tell it was too late, i was already barking up the wrong tree. when i was in school you thought i was a fool, in trouble, breaking all the rules. i was absent from class, my daddy spanked my bare ass, but i sure tried hard to be cool. chorus: born to lose, was what they said, you know i was better off dead. born to lose, you're just bad news, you don't get a second chance. it was a hot summer night in mid july, a hangover and a black eye. your momma said i was a loser, a dead end cruiser, and deep inside i know that she was right. chorus: born to lose, was what they said, you know i was better off dead. born to lose, you're just bad news, you don't get a second chance. i tried to get myself a job because that's the way that things are, wanna have nice things and go far. well i'm sorry honey, i ain't got much money but i can sure play this here old guitar. as the years went on, i made a few mistakes it was a troublebound for this young man. the police knockin' at my door, "well he don't live here no more, and he's playin' in a rock 'n' roll band." chorus: born to lose, was what they said, you know i was better off dead. born to lose, you're just bad news, you don't get a second chance.

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SOCIAL DISTORTION

 

STORY OF MY LIFE

high school seemed like such a blur, i didn't have much interest in sports or school elections. and in class i dreamed all day, about a rock 'n' roll weekend. and the girl in the front of the room, so close yet so far y'know she never seemed to notice that this silly school-boy crush wasn't just pretend. chorus: life goes by so fast, you only want to do what you think is right. close your eyes and then it's past; (it's the) story of my life. and i went down to my old neighborhood, the faces have all changed, there's no one left to talk to. and the pool hall i loved as a kid is now a seven eleven. i went downtown to look for a job, i had no training, no experience to speak of. i looked at the holes in my jeans and turned and headed back. chorus: life goes by so fast, you only want to do what you think is right. close your eyes and then it's past; (it's the) story of my life. good times come and good times go, i only wish the good times would last a little longer. i think about the good times we had and why they had to end. so i sit at the edge of my bed, i strum my guitar and i sing an outlaw love song. wonderin' bout what you're doin' now and when you're comin' back.

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SOCIAL DISTORTION

 

BALL AND CHAIN

well it's been ten years, and a thousand tears and look at the mess i'm in- a broken nose and a broken heart, an empty bottle of gin well i sit and i pray in my broken down chevrolet- while i'm singin' to myself there's got to be another way chorus: take away, take away take away this ball and chain i'm lonely and i'm tired and i can't take any more pain take away, take away never to return again take away, take away take away this ball and chain well i've searched and i've searched to find the perfect life- a brand new car and a brand new suit i even got me a little wife- but wherever i have gone i was sure to find myself there- you can run all your life but not go anywhere chorus: take away, take away take away this ball and chain i'm lonely and i'm tired and i can't take any more pain take away, take away never to return again take away, take away take away this ball and chain well i'll pass the bar on the way to my dingy hotel room- i spent all my money been drinkin' since a half past noon- i'll wake there in the mornin' or maybe in the county jail- times are hard getting harder i'm born to lose and destined to fail- chorus: take away, take away take away this ball and chain i'm lonely and i'm tired and i can't take any more pain take away, take away never to return again take away, take away take away this ball and chain

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THE SMITHS

 

THE BOY WITH THE THORN IN HIS SIDE (3.16)

The boy with the thorn in his side

behind the hatred there lies

a murderous desire for love

 

How can they look into my eyes

and still they don't believe me

how can they hear me say those words

and still they don't believe me

and if they don't believe me now

will they ever believe me?

and if they don't believe me now

will they ever believe me?

 

The boy with the thorn in his side

behind the hatred there lies

a plundering desire for love

 

How can they see the love in our eyes

and still they don't believe us

and after all this time

they don't want to believe us

and if they don't believe us now

will they ever believe us?

and when you want to live

how do you start?

where do you go?

who do you know?

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(I LOVE SONG LYRICS) BIG L & TUPAC DEADLY COMBINATION

 

Big L Deadly Combination lyrics

 

{Ron G - echoing at each break}

Yes indeed - it's the mix king - Ron G

I got somethin - the world - ain't ready for

New York City - L. A. - Chicago - Atlanta

D. C. - Detroit - New Orleans, y'all know the deal

FLAVA!!!!

 

{Tupac Shakur}

Hahahahahaha! Yeah nigga!

Yeah... that's right... BAYY - BAYY!

That's how we do it

 

Follow me tell me if you feel me

I think niggaz is tryin to kill me

Picturin pistols, spittin hollow points til they drill me

Keepin it real, and even if I do conceal

My criminal thoughts, preoccupied with keepin steel

See niggaz is false, sittin in court, turned snitches

That used to be real, but now they petrified bitches

I'm tryin to be strong, they sendin armies out to bomb me

Listen to Ron, the only DJ that can calm me

Constantly armed, my firepower keep me warm

I'm trapped in the storm, and fuck the world til I'm gone

Bitches be warned - word is bonb, you'll get torn

I'm bustin on Guiliani, he rubbin my niggaz wrong

And then it's on, before I leave picture me

I'm spittin at punk bitches and hustlin to be free

Watch me set it, niggaz don't want it, you can get it

Bet it make these jealous niggaz mad I said it

This +Thug Life+ nigga, we don't cater to you hoes

Fuck with me, have a hundred motherfuckers at yo' do',

With fo' - fo's... hahahahaha, yeah nigga!

+Thug Life+!

 

{Big L}

I be that young Freddie Fly smooth glorious kid

A Bad Boy, just like Notorious B. I. G.

I Roc - a - Fella like Shawn Carter

With more game than Ron Harper

The bomb sparker rapper slash charm robber

While y'all be on the corners bummy and high

I be out buyin the finest shit money can buy

You wish you was in a position that I'm in

Hot rhymin, diamonds shinin, autograph signin

My lifestyle is far out

Every week bring a different car out

I go to nightclubs and buy the bar out, UHH

Cause I keep cream, I'm large on the street scene

Everytime I touch mics you hear all the freaks scream

 

Yeah yeah Big L Harlem's finest, yeah

That nigga who hold it down for Uptown

 

{Tupac}

Hahahaha, that's how we do it out here

On this underground real shit nigga, it's the heat nigga

Now rewind this motherfucker, you know you can't help it

Deadly combination bwoy!

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ONE MORE FOR NOW... D.I.T.C DAY ONE LYRICS.

 

THIS HERE IS SOME OF TEH BEST LYRICS TO A HIP HOP SONG..

 

[Diamond D]

 

Now its the mad magician with the ill deposition

 

No repetition holdin down Bronx tradition

 

My composition simply squash the competition

 

Step up and get beat into submission

 

Cause this musician with the street intuition

 

7-35 fuel-injected transmission

 

My opposition will have to recognize my steez

 

Exotic trees leave a trail of scuffed up knees

 

So please you couldn't touch this cat with a stick

 

Quick to inflict tricks blaze up in the flick

 

Son I'm sick and you could put that on my mama

 

Exclamation point, quotation, comma

 

Lay up on the beaches when I'm down in the Bahamas

 

The skills go back to the days of wonderama

 

So pass the scama, son its time to get this money

 

So we can relax and recline where its sunny

 

 

[big L]

 

I went from standin on the corner sellin cocaine

 

To rippin show I was sane hoes yellin my name

 

To be precise rippin mics is the light of my life

 

You frontin like you trife but never pulled a heist in your life

 

The price of my ice is sky high, I'm a fly guy

 

Its every thugs dream I really love cream, its in my blood stream

 

You mad cause I got more chicks than you, more bricks than you

 

More nines and extra clips than you

 

Where I live it ain't a nice town

 

You can't walk around with ice down

 

Some clown probably gettin stuck right now

 

Peace to D-I-T-C, Show and AG, Fat J-O-E

 

Diamond D, Lord Finesse, and me

 

I'm from the East Coast, this is how we roll in New York

 

A bunch of rowdy niggas holdin the fort

 

Jackin creeps, packin heat, these Harlem streets is for keeps

 

Much love to all my peeps who got a couple of sheets

 

 

Chorus: Yo, most these rap cats don't know

 

Where it started, wher it came from

 

We been rappin this shit since Day One

 

Diggin In The Crates originators

 

Why niggas playa haters

 

Knowin damn well you can't fade us

 

 

[A.G. (Andre the Giant)]

 

You better take me out quick

 

Cause I'm accurate when I bust mine

 

And make it count like Jordan at crunch time

 

Just in case I play Fishburn and double up on nines

 

You can never make it rain or stop my sunshine

 

So I keep eyes on these chumps the whole time

 

 

Take note of your technique like we sceme on dimes

 

Disregard your crew, fuck your heart

 

Put a slug in me, it'll be marriage

 

'Til death do us part

 

Until then master this art and kill them

 

With the pen thats dramatic, automatics I commit sins

 

Hold my head, but when I've had it I test chins

 

If that ain't real then feel the stainless steel

 

Bang'em and hang'em like they did our relatives

 

Thought he was the best on the mic that ever lived, negative

 

Wu-diggity if you with me then say word

 

Lets get twisted like bottlecaps [and] create like Spielberg

 

 

[Lord Finesse]

 

Check the referral, man my whole squad's thorough

 

We worldwide niggas is nice in one burrough

 

We all gleam, plus we feind for more cream

 

You got some nice players they just on the wrong team

 

Nahmean...as the world turns

 

Avoid concern we'll set you straight like a perm

 

Rap apostle lyrical type picasso kinda hostile

 

Nothing less than colossal, you dig me like fossils

 

Be the cat with the groovy soul

 

Lotta rappers out here acting with no movie roles

 

You know the deal I represent skills

 

And niggas with bank reels that live to make a mil

 

On the real thats my motto

 

To hard to follow

 

When dinasour perform goin out like bravado

 

Hard to hit like lotto underworld role model

 

D.I.T.C. we be them cats to tomorrow

 

 

Chorus

 

 

[O.C.]

 

Holdin it down for D.I.T.C niggas stink like feces

 

Goin against raw dogs ya lost

 

The way I simulate rhyme and rhythimatic timin

 

On beat off beat drunk flow here we go

 

Assignments handed out each individual stand out

 

Carryin his own clout

 

Phenomenal motions of rap I pose a threat

 

Foes I put em on a block like a hole in a pin

 

Lyrical genocide on the witty side

 

Niggas give me respect due like the pope in a synagogue

 

Who waitin my odds O.C. far from a fraud

 

You waste my time nigga so I bagged your broad

 

Blow your mind ditto with no conscience

 

I decide the law motherfucker I'm Congress

 

This concludes my repetoire what I be on

 

MC's make way for mine or get peed on

 

Fuck that

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megadeth: hook in mouth

 

 

 

A cockroach in the concrete, courthouse tan and beady eyes.

A slouch with fallen arches, purging truths into great lies.

A little man with a big eraser, changing history

Procedures that he's programmed to, all he hears and sees.

 

Altering the facts and figures, events and every issue.

Make a person disappear, and no one will ever miss you.

 

Rewrites every story, every poem that ever was.

Eliminates incompetence, and those who break the laws.

Follow the instructions of the New Ways' Evil Book of Rules.

Replacing rights with wrongs, the files and records in the schools.

 

You say you've got the answers, well who asked you anyway?

Ever think maybe it was meant to be this way?

Don't try to fool us, we know the worst is yet to come.

I believe my kingdom will come.

 

Chorus

F is for fighting, R is for red,

Ancestors' blood in battles they've shed.

E, we elect them, E, we eject them,

In the land of the free, and the home of the brave.

D, for your dying, O, your overture,

M, they will cover your grave with manure.

This spells out freedom, it means nothing to me,

As long as there's a P.M.R.C.

 

F is for fighting, R is for red,

Ancestors' blood in battles they've shed.

E, we elect them, E, we eject them,

In the land of the free and the home of the brave.

D, for your dying, O, your overture,

M is for money and you know what that cures.

This spells out freedom, it means nothing to me,

As long as there's a P.M.R.C.

 

Put your hand right up my shirt,

Pull the strings that make me work,

Jaws will part, words fall out,

like a fish with hook in mouth.

 

Rewrites every story, every poem that ever was.

Eliminates incompetence, and those who break the laws.

Follow the instructions of the New Ways' Evil Book of Rules.

Replacing rights with wrongs, the files and records in the schools.

 

I'm not a fish

I'm a man

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suicidal tendencies: i want more

 

 

 

In times of trouble fall to my knees and I look to the sky

Cause me, me I want more

The classification of our heart's a sin

Cause me, me I want more

 

Don't wanna pump nobody's gas-I want more

Don't wanna kiss my boss's ass-I want more

Don't wanna take the first job I find-I want more

Don't wanna dig coal out of a mine-I want more

 

CHORUS

Slaving in a factory, a differnt kind of insanity

Feels like I'm locked in a cage

Working like a maniac, gave myself a heart attack

For a job that pays minimum wage

 

Don't wanna work at the golden arches-I want more

Don't wanna was no rich man's cars-I want more

Don't wanna be nobody's gardener-I want more

Don't wanna be no garbage man-I want more

 

CHORUS

 

I sit and reflect about all that I've learned and all that I've seen

Cause me me I want more

The memories come and they go away

Cause me me I want more

 

Don't wanna pump nobody's gas-I want more

Don't wanna kiss my boss's ass-I want more

Don't wanna take the first job I find-I want more

Don't wanna dig coal out of a mine-I want more

I want more

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new order: 1963

 

 

 

It was January, 1963

When Johnny came home with a gift for me

He said I bought it for you because I love you

And I bought it for you because it's your birthday, too

He was so very nice, he was so very kind

To think of me at this point in time

I used to think of him, he used think of me

He told me to close my eyes

My gift would be a great surprise

I saw tears were in his eyes

He never meant to hurt me

Oh, God, Johnny, don't point that gun at me

There's so many ways our lives have changed

But please, I beg, don't do this to me

Johnny, don't point that gun at me

Can I save my life at any price?

For God's sake won't you listen to me?

 

And though he was ashamed that he had took a life

Johnny came home with another wife

And he often remembered how it used to be

Before that special occasion, 1963

There was too many ways that you could kill someone

Like in a love affair, when the love is gone

He told me to close my eyes

My gift would be a great surprise

I saw hatred in his eyes

He never meant to hurt me

Oh, God, Johnny, don't point that gun at me

There's so many ways our lives have changed

But please, I beg, don't do this to me

Johnny, you keep on using me

Can I change my life for any price?

Oh, Johnny, won't you listen to me?

 

He told me to close my eyes

My gift would be a great surprise

I saw hatred in his eyes

But he never meant to hurt me

Oh, God, Johnny, don't point that gun at me

There's so many ways our lives have changed

But please, I beg, don't do this to me

Johnny, you keep on using me

Can I change my life for any price?

Oh, Johnny, won't you listen to me?

 

I just want you to be mine,

I don't want this world to shine

I don't want this bridge to burn

Oh, Johnny, do you miss me?

I just want to feel for you

I will always feel for you...

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Originally posted by Ethreadzny2

^good call , some of the best. did I mention how much suicidal rocks.

 

 

that's a given! always one of my all time favorites!

 

that song is especially dope.

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ok ok you can close the thread now cause im posting the best song EVER!

for all those of you that dont know a fucking thing its called EGGMAN by the BEASTIE BOYS

 

and it goes a little somthing like this:

Agh yea...

I looked out the window and seen his bald head

Ran to the fridge and pulled out an egg

Scoped him with my scopes he had no hair

Launched that shot and he was caught out there

Saw the convertible driving by

Loaded up the slingshot and let one fly

He went for his to find he didn't have one

Put him in check correct with my egg gun

The egg a symbol of life

Go inside your house and bust out your wife

I pulled out the jammy he thought it was a joke

The trigger I pulled his face the yoke

Reached in his pocket took all his cash

Left my man standing with an egg moustache

Suckers they come a dime a dozen

When I say dozen you know what I'm talking about boy...

Yea that's right...

I'm the Egg Man...

Driving around

King of the town

Yea...

Always got my windows rolled down

Ready to throw

You know I'm the Egg Man...

Once upon a time

Egg Man...

Humpty Dumpty was a big fat egg

He was playing the wall then he broke his leg

Tossed it out the window three minutes hot

Hit the Rastaman he said *bloodclot*

Which came first the chicken or the egg

I egged the chicken then I ate his leg

Riding the trains in between cars

When I pull out the station *you're gonna get yours*

Drive by eggings plaguing L.A.

*Yo they just got my little cousin ese*

Sometimes hard boiled sometimes runny Ray

Comes from a chicken not a bunny dummy

People laugh, it's no joke

My name's Yauch and I'm throwing the yoke

*Now they got me in a cell* but I don't care

It was then that I caught catching people out there

Up on the roof, In my car

Up all night

I'm going through science like Dolemite

The Mack, Who

I'm the Egg Man, taxi driver...

I'm the Egg Man

Egg Man Egg Man

We all dressed in black we snuck up around the back

We began to attack the eggs did crack on Haze's back

Sam I am down with the program

Green eggs and ham Yosemite Sam

Come Halloween you know I come strapped

I throw it at a sucker K-pap

You made the mistake and judge a man by his race

You go through life with egg on your face

Woke up in the morning peculiar feeling

Looked up and saw egg dripping from the ceiling

Families puck rocks the businessman

I'll dog anybody with an egg in my hand

Not like the crack that you put in a pipe

But crack on your forehead here's a towel now wipe

Egg Man, Egg Man Egg Man...

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ALICE IN CHAINS (DOWN IN A WHOLE)

 

Bury Me Softly In This Womb

I Give This Part Of Me For You

Sand Rains Down And Here I Sit

Holding Rare Flowers

In A Tomb... In Bloom

 

Down In A Hole And I Don't Know

If I Can Be Saved

See My Heart I Decorate It

Like A Grave

You Don't Understand Who They

Thought I Was Supposed To Be

Look At Me Now A Man

Who Won't Let Himself Be

 

Down In A Hole, Losin' My Soul

Down In A Hole, Losin' Control

I'd Like To Fly

But My Wings Have Been So Denied

 

Down In A Hole And They've Put All

The Stones In Their Place

I've Eaten The Sun So My Tongue

Has Been Burned Of The Taste

I Have Been Guilty

Of Kicking Myself In The Teeth

I Will Speak No More

Of My Feelings Beneath

 

Oh I Want To Be Inside Of You

 

Down In A Hole, Losin' My Soul

Down In A Hole, Feelin' So Small

Down In A Hole, Losin' My Soul

Down In A Hole, Out Of Control

 

I'd Like To Fly

But My Wings Have Been So Denied

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SOME MAY LAUGH, BUT THIS SONG ROCKS. POISON "SOMETHING TO BELIEVE IN"

 

Will I see him on the TV

Preachin' 'bout the promised land

He tells me to believe in Jesus

And steals the money from my hand

 

Some say he was a good man

But Lord I think he sinned, yeah

 

Twenty - two years of mental tears

Cries a suicidal Vietnam vet

Who fought a losing war on a foreign shore

To find his country didn't want him back

 

Their bullets took his best friend in Saigon

Our lawyers took his wife and kids, no regrets

In a time I don't remember

In a war he can't forget

 

He cried "Forgive me for what I've done there

Cause I never meant the things I did"

 

Chorus:

And give me something to believe in

If there's a Lord above

And give me something to believe in

Oh, Lord arise

 

My best friend died a lonely man

In some Palm Springs hotel room

I got the call last Christmas Eve

And they told me the news

 

I tried all night not to break down and cry

As the tears rolled down my face

I felt so cold and empty

Like a lost soul out of place

 

And the mirror, mirror on the wall

Sees my smile it fades again

 

Chorus

 

Sometimes I wish to God I didn't know now

The things I didn't know then

Road you gotta take me home

 

Solo

 

I drive by the homeless sleeping on a cold dark street

Like bodies in an open grave

Underneath the broken old neon sign

That used to read JESUS SAVES

 

A mile away live the rich folks

And I see how they're living it up

While the poor they eat from hand to mouth

The rich is drinkin' from a golden cup

 

And it just makes me wonder

Why so many lose, so few win

 

Chorus

 

You take the high road

And I'll take the low road

 

Sometimes I wish to God I didn't know now

The things I didn't know then

 

And give me something to believe in

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SICK OF IT ALL "JUST LOOK AROUND"

 

ust Look Around

 

The question they keep asking me

how can one so young be so bitter and angry

well, the answer is plain to see

maybe if they wern't so blind they'd see what i see

i see the homeless livin' out on the street

on every corner they're asking for money

i try to help them whenever i can

but sometimes i can't afford to help myself

i see diseases and modern plagues of our times

the greed of our leaders has made them blind

to our problems

they spend millions overseas,

people right here are fightin' wars everyday

 

I see the whites that hate the blacks

blacks against the jews, race against religion

and the're all too blind to see

 

When we fight each other it puts all of them at ease

it keeps us so busy, so they can do what they please

election time comes and they're out for votes

that's when you see and hear from them the most

this is what they're calling a democracy

that's just another word for hypocrisy

we keep fallin' for the bait

when we realize, it's always too late

 

I see the whites that hate the blacks

blacks that hate the jews, brother against brother

and they're all to blind to see

 

As the rich get richer, the poor goin' hungry

i've seen the toll it takes on the workingman's family

education system that's obsolete

can't hold a kid's interest or keep 'em off the street

see a father's fear, hear a mother's cry

what kind of a nation lets their children die

government's corrupt and full of red tape

then you're gonna ask me why i hate

 

Why don't you open up your eyes so you can see

open up your ears so you can hear

take a look around and you will find

take a look around and you will find out why

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