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Pea - Red Hot Chili Peppers

I'm a little pea

I love the sky and the trees

I'm a teeny tiny little ant

Checking out this and that

I am nothing

Ahhhahhhh

So you have nothing to hide

And I'm a pacifist

So I can f*uck your sh*it up

F*uck you ass*hole

You homophobic redneck dick

Big and tough and macho you can kick my ass

So f*ucking what?

So f*ucking what?

So f*ucking what?

So f*ucking what?

:bow:

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Bike - Pink Floyd

I've got a bike

You can ride it if you like it

It's got a basket

A bell that rings

And things to make it look good

I'd give it to you if I could

But I borrowed it

You're the kind of girl that fits in with my world

I'll give you anything

Everything if you want things

I've got a cloak

It's a bit of a joke

There's a tear up the front

It's red and black

I've had it for months

If you think it could look good

Then I guess it should

You're the kind of girl that fits in with my world

I'll give you anything

Everything if you want things

I know a mouse

And he hasn't got a house

I don't know why

I call him Gerald

He's getting rather old

But he's a good mouse

You're the kind of girl that fits in with my world

I'll give you anything

Everything if you want things

I've got a clan of gingerbread men

Who are men

They're men

Lots of gingerbread men

Take a couple if you wish

They're on the dish

You're the kind of girl that fits in with my world

I'll give you anything

Everything if you want things

I know a room of musical tunes

Some rhyme

Some ching

Most of them are clockwork

Let's go into the other room and make them work

quite funny :D

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"City Baby Attacked By Rats" - G.B.H.

The memory lingers on when you were the same as us.

Three months old a child, still you lived off love and fuss.

City baby, city baby, city baby attacked by rats.

Residing in a squalid place, it can't be too much fun.

Your brain is getting eaten away by the rat living in your skull.

A mutant at the age of one, a human rodent cabbage.

It's hard to think a tiny thing can do that much damage

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House of Fun ~ Madness

Good morning miss

Can I help you son?

Sixteen today

And up for fun

I'm a big boy now

Or so they say

So if you'll serve

I'll be on my way

Box of balloons

With the feather-light touch

Pack of party-poppers

That pop in the night

A toothbrush and hairspray

Plastic grin

Miss Clay on all corners

Has just walked in

Welcome to the House of Fun

Now I've come of age

Welcome to the House of Fun

Welcome to the lion's den

Temptation's on his way

Welcome to the House of

N-n-n-n-n-n-no no miss

You misunderstood

Sixteen big boy

Full pint in my manhood

I'm up to date

And the date's today

So if you'll serve

I'll be on my way

Welcome to the House of Fun

Now I've come of age

Welcome to the lion's den

Temptation's on his way

Welcome to the House of (Fun)

I'm sorry son

But we don't stock

Party gimmicks

In this shop

Try the House of Fun

It's quicker if you run

This is a chemist's

Not a joke shop!

Party hats

Simple enough clear

Comprehende savvy understand

Do you hear?

A pack of party hats

With the coloured tips

Too late!

Gorgon heard gossip

Well hello Joe, hello Miss Clay

Many happy returns from the day

Welcome to the House of Fun

Now I've come of age

Welcome to the House of Fun

Welcome to the lion's den

Temptation's on his way

Welcome to the House of Fun

Welcome to the House of Fun...

;)

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"Exit Music (For A Film)"- Radiohead

Wake from your sleep

The drying of your tears, today we escape, we escape

Pack and get dressed, before your father hears us, before all hell breaks loose

Breathe, keep breathing, don't lose your nerve, breathe, keep breathing

I can't do this alone

Sing us a song, a song to keep us warm, there's such a chill, such a chill

You can laugh a spineless laugh

We hope your rules and wisdom choke you now we are one in everlasting peace

We hope that you choke, that you choke

We hope that you choke, that you choke

We hope that you choke, that you choke

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Isis by Bob Dylan

I married Isis on the fifth day of May,

But I could not hold on to her very long.

So I cut off my hair and I rode straight away

For the wild unknown country where I could not go wrong.

I came to a high place of darkness and light.

The dividing line ran through the center of town.

I hitched up my pony to a post on the right,

Went in to a laundry to wash my clothes down.

A man in the corner approached me for a match.

I knew right away he was not ordinary.

He said, "Are you lookin' for somethin' easy to catch?"

I said, "I got no money." He said, "That ain't necessary."

We set out that night for the cold in the North.

I gave him my blanket, he gave me his word.

I said, "Where are we goin'?" He said we'd be back by the fourth.

I said, "That's the best news that I've ever heard."

I was thinkin' about turquoise, I was thinkin' about gold,

I was thinkin' about diamonds and the world's biggest necklace.

As we rode through the canyons, through the devilish cold,

I was thinkin' about Isis, how she thought I was so reckless.

How she told me that one day we would meet up again,

And things would be different the next time we wed,

If I only could hang on and just be her friend.

I still can't remember all the best things she said.

We came to the pyramids all embedded in ice.

He said, "There's a body I'm tryin' to find.

If I carry it out it'll bring a good price."

'Twas then that I knew what he had on his mind.

The wind it was howlin' and the snow was outrageous.

We chopped through the night and we chopped through the dawn.

When he died I was hopin' that it wasn't contagious,

But I made up my mind that I had to go on.

I broke into the tomb, but the casket was empty.

There was no jewels, no nothin', I felt I'd been had.

When I saw that my partner was just bein' friendly,

When I took up his offer I must-a been mad.

I picked up his body and I dragged him inside,

Threw him down in the hole and I put back the cover.

I said a quick prayer and I felt satisfied.

Then I rode back to find Isis just to tell her I love her.

She was there in the meadow where the creek used to rise.

Blinded by sleep and in need of a bed,

I came in from the East with the sun in my eyes.

I cursed her one time then I rode on ahead.

She said, "Where ya been?" I said, "No place special."

She said, "You look different." I said, "Well, not quite."

She said, "You been gone." I said, "That's only natural."

She said, "You gonna stay?" I said, "Yeah, I jes might."

Isis, oh, Isis, you mystical child.

What drives me to you is what drives me insane.

I still can remember the way that you smiled

On the fifth day of May in the drizzlin' rain.

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"Exit Music (For A Film)"- Radiohead

Wake from your sleep

The drying of your tears, today we escape, we escape

Pack and get dressed, before your father hears us, before all hell breaks loose

Breathe, keep breathing, don't lose your nerve, breathe, keep breathing

I can't do this alone

Sing us a song, a song to keep us warm, there's such a chill, such a chill

You can laugh a spineless laugh

We hope your rules and wisdom choke you now we are one in everlasting peace

We hope that you choke, that you choke

We hope that you choke, that you choke

We hope that you choke, that you choke

I was probably listening to it when you posted this :) :)

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The Meaning of Life ~ Monty Python

Why are we here? What's life all about?

Is God really real, or is there some doubt?

Well, tonight, we're going to sort it all out,

For, tonight, it's 'The Meaning of Life'.

What's the point of all this hoax?

Is it the chicken and the egg time? Are we just yolks?

Or, perhaps, we're just one of God's little jokes.

Well, ça c'est 'The Meaning of Life'.

Is life just a game where we make up the rules

While we're searching for something to say,

Or are we just simply spiralling coils

Of self-replicating DN-- nay, nay, nay, nay, nay, nay, nay.

What is life? What is our fate?

Is there a Heaven and Hell? Do we reincarnate?

Is mankind evolving, or is it too late?

Well, tonight, here's 'The Meaning of Life'.

For millions, this 'life' is a sad vale of tears,

Sitting 'round with rien, nothing to say

While the scientists say we're just simply spiralling coils

Of self-replicating DN-- nay, nay, nay, nay, nay, nay, nay.

So, just why-- why are we here,

And just what-- what-- what-- what do we fear?

Well, ce soir, for a change, it will all be made clear,

For this is 'The Meaning of Life'. C'est le sens de la vie.

This is 'The Meaning of Life'

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Baby Got Back--Sir Mix a Lot

Oh my God, Becky,

Look at her butt.

It is so big.

She looks like one of those

Rap guys' girlfriends

But, you know who understands

Those rap guys.

They only talk to her because

She looks like a total prostitute.

Ok

I mean her butt,

It's just so big.

I cant believe it's just so round

Its like out there.

Gross!

Look!

She's just so...

Black!

I like big butts and I cannot lie.

You other brothers can't deny.

When a girl walks in with an itty-bitty waist

And a round thing in your face you get

Sprung.

Wanna pull up tough

Cuz you noticed that butt was stuffed.

Deep in the "G" she's wearing.

I'm hooked and I can't stop staring.

Oh, baby I wanna get with ya,

And take your picture.

My homeboys tried to warn me

But that butt you got makes

Me so horny!

Ooohhh, rub that smooth skin.

You say you wanna get in my Benz?

Well, use me, use me

Cuz you ain't that average groupie.

I seen her dancing.

To hell with romancing.

She sweat, wet, got it going like a

Turbo Vette.

I'm tired of magazines,

Saying flat butts are the thing.

Take the average black man and ask him that,

She gotta pack much back.

So, Fellas

(yeah)

Fellas

(yeah)

Does your girlfriend got the butt?

(Hell Yeah!)

Tell her to shake it

(shake it)

Shake it

(shake it)

Shake that healthy butt.

Baby got Back

(L.A. Face with the Oakland Booty)

Baby got Back

(L.A. Face with the Oakland Booty)

I like em' round, and big,

And when I'm throwing a gig

I just can't help myself

I'm acting like an animal,

Now here's my scandal.

I wanna get you home,

And UH! double up, UH! UH!

I ain't talking about Playboy

Cuz silicone parts are made for toys.

I want em real thick and juicy.

So, find that juicy double.

Mix-a-Lot's in trouble,

Begging for a piece of that bubble.

So, I'm looking at rock videos,

Knocking these bimbos.

Walking like ho's.

You can have them bimbos,

I'll keep my women like Flo-Jo.

A word to the thick soul sisters,

I wanna get with ya,

I won't cuss or hit ya,

But I gotta be straight when I say I wanna

Oooooohhhhhhh

Till the break of dawn.

Baby got it going on,

A lot of pimps won't like this song.

Cuz them punks like to hit it and quit it,

And I'd rather stay and play.

Cuz I'm long,

And I'm strong,

And I'm down to get the friction on.

So ladies

(yeah)

Ladies

(yeah)

Do you wanna roll in my mercedes?

(yeah!)

Then turn around,

Stick it out,

So even white boys got to shout,

Baby got back.

Baby got back.

Yeah baby,

When it comes to females

Cosmo ain't got nothing to do with

My selection.

36-24-36

Only if she's 5'3"

So, your girlfriend rolls a Honda,

Playing workout tapes by Fonda.

But Fonda ain't got a motor in the back

Of her Honda,

My anaconda don't want none

unless you got buns hun.

So, you do side bends and sit-ups.

But, please don't loose that butt.

Some brothers wanna play that hardroll,

And tell you that the butt ain't gold.

So, they toss it,

And leave it,

And I pull up quick to retrieve it.

So Cosmo says you're fat,

Well I ain't down with that.

Cuz your waist is small

And your curves are kicking

And I'm thinking about sticking.

To the beanpole dames in the magazines

You ain't it Miss Thang.

Give me a sister,

Can't resist her,

Red beans and Rice did miss her.

Some knucklehead tried to dis,

Cuz his girls were on my list.

He had game but he chose to hit em,

And I pull up quick to get with em.

So ladies if the butt is round,

And you want a triple X throwdown,

Dial 1-900-MIX-A-LOT

And kick them nasty thoughts,

Baby got back.

Baby got back.

Little in the middle,

But she got much back.

Little in the middle,

But she got much back.

Little in the middle,

But she got much back.

Little in the middle,

But she got much back.

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Lonely Soul - UNKLE feat. Richard Ashcroft

God knows you're lonely souls

God knows you're lonely souls

God knows you're lonely souls

Yeah, yeah

I believe there's a time and a place

To let your mind drift and get out of this place

I believe there's a day and a place

That we will go to, and I know you wanna share.

There's no secret to living (There's no secret to living)

Just keep on walking

There's no secret to dying (There's no secret to dying)

Just keep on flying.

I'm gonna die in a place that don't know my name

I'm gonna die in a space that don't hold my fame.

God knows you're lonely souls

God knows you're lonely souls.

I believe there's a time when the cord of life

Should be cut, my friends (Cut the cord, my friend)

I believe there's a time when the cord can be cut

And this vision ends (Let this vision end).

But I'm gonna die in a place that don't know my name

And I'm gonna cry in a space that don't hold my fame.

Walking in the cold

Just keep on flying

There'll be a searchlight

On the mountain high

God knows you're lonely souls

God knows you're lonely souls

God knows you're lonely souls

God knows you're lonely souls

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

I'm a lonely soul.

I'm gonna die in a place that don't know my name

I'm gonna die in a place that don't know my name.

God knows you are lonely souls

Lonely souls

Lonely souls

Lonely souls

I'm a lonely soul.

So long, little chapel

Pack up your light

Pack up your light

Say goodbye to the holy water life

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"How?"- John Lennon

How can I go forward when I don't know which way Im facing?

How can I go forward when I don't know which way to turn?

How can I go forward into something I 'm not sure of?

Oh no, oh no.

How can I have feeling when I don't know if it's a feeling?

How can I feel something if I just don't know how to feel?

How can I have feelings when my feelings have always been denied?

O oh no, oh no.

How can I give love when I don't know what it is Im giving?

How can I give love when I just don't know how to give?

How can I give love when love is something I ain't never had?

Oh no, oh no.

You know life can be long

And you got to be strong

And the world is so tough

Sometimes I feel I've had enough.

Oh no, oh no.

How can we go forward when I don't know which way we're facing?

How can we go forward when we don't know which way to turn?

How can we go forward into something we're not sure of?

Oh no, oh no.

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Love Theme From "The Godfather" (Speak Softly Love)

Andy Williams

Music by Nino Rota and Lyrics by Larry Kusik

from the movie "The Godfather" starring Marlon Brando

(peak Billboard position # 34 in 1972)

Speak softly, love and hold me warm against your heart

I feel your words, the tender trembling moments start

We're in a world, our very own

Sharing a love that only few have ever known

Wine-colored days warmed by the sun

Deep velvet nights when we are one

Speak softly, love so no one hears us but the sky

The vows of love we make will live until we die

My life is yours and all becau-au-se

You came into my world with love so softly love

(instrumental interlude>

Wine-colored days warmed by the sun

Deep velvet nights when we are one

Speak softly, love so no one hears us but the sky

The vows of love we make will live until we die

My life is yours and all becau-au-se

You came into my world with love so softly love

( I knew knew this had words to it )...very nice

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Brian Wilson ~ Barenaked Ladies

Drove downtown in the rain

nine-thirty on a Tuesday night,

just to check out the late-night

record shop.

Call it impulsive

call it compulsive,

call it insane;

but when I'm surrounded

I just can't

stop.

It's a matter of instinct

it's a matter of conditioning

it's a matter of fact.

You can call me Pavlov's

dog,

ring a bell and I'll salivate -

how'd you like that?

Dr. Landy tell me

you're not just a pedagogue

'cause right now I'm

Chorus:

Lying in bed

just like Brian Wilson did

Well I am

lying in bed

just like Brian Wilson did.

So I'm lying here

just staring at the ceiling tiles,

and I'm thinking about

oh what to think about.

Just listening and relistening

to Smiley Smile,

and wondering if this is some kind of creative drought

because I'm

Chorus

And if you want to find me

I'll be out in the sandbox,

wondering where the hell all the

love has gone,

Playing my guitar and

building castles in the sun and

singing "Fun, Fun, Fun"

Chorus

I had a dream

that I was three hundred pounds

and though I was very heavy

I floated 'til I couldn't see the ground

I floated 'til I couldn't see the ground

Somebody help me,

I couldn't see the ground

Somebody help me because I'm

Chorus

Drove downtown in the rain

nine-thirty on a Tuesday night,

just to check out the late-night

record shop.

Call it impulsive

you can call it compulsive,

you can call it insane;

but when I'm surrounded

I just can't

stop.

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Show must go on - Queen

Empty spaces - what are we living for?

Abandoned places - I guess we know the score..

On and on

Does anybody know what we are looking for?

Another hero - another mindless crime.

Behind the curtain, in the pantomime.

Hold the line

Does anybody want to take it anymore?

The show must go on

The show must go on

Inside my heart is breaking,

My make-up may be flaking,

But my smile, still, stays on

Whatever happens, I'll leave it all to chance.

Another heartache - another failed romance.

On and on

Does anybody know what we are living for?

I guess I'm learning.

I must be warmer now..

I'll soon be turning round the corner now.

Outside the dawn is breaking,

But inside in the dark I'm aching to be free

The show must go on

The show must go on, yeah

Ooh, inside my heart is breaking

My make-up may be flaking

But my smile, still, stays on

Yeah oh oh oh

My soul is painted like the wings of butterflies,

Fairy tales of yesterday, will grow but never die,

I can fly, my friends

The show must go on, yeah

The show must go on

I'll face it with a grin

I'm never giving in

On with the show

I'll top the bill

I'll overkill

I have to find the will to carry on

On with the,

On with the show

The show must go on.

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