Favourite song lyrics

[Stramash]

Never gonna give you up, never gonna let you down

Never gonna run around and desert you

Never gonna make you cry, never gonna say goodbye

Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you.

:evil: :evil: :evil:

Now you are beginning to unbalance my harmony. If you cause my chakras to misalign there will be big trouble!!!! :twisted:

:wink:

http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=i803_vgeRbw

[MartinThai]

Well I woke up Sunday morning,

With no way to hold my head that didn't hurt.

And the beer I had for breakfast wasn't bad,

So I had one more for dessert.

Then I fumbled through my closet for my clothes,

And found my cleanest dirty shirt.

An' I shaved my face and combed my hair,

An' stumbled down the stairs to meet the day.

I'd smoked my brain the night before,

On cigarettes and songs I'd been pickin'.

But I lit my first and watched a small kid,

Cussin' at a can that he was kicking.

Then I crossed the empty street,

'n caught the Sunday smell of someone fryin' chicken.

And it took me back to somethin',

That I'd lost somehow, somewhere along the way.

On the Sunday morning sidewalk,

Wishing, Lord, that I was stoned.

'Cos there's something in a Sunday,

Makes a body feel alone.

And there's nothin' short of dyin',

Half as lonesome as the sound,

On the sleepin' city sidewalks:

Sunday mornin' comin' down.

In the park I saw a daddy,

With a laughin' little girl who he was swingin'.

And I stopped beside a Sunday school,

And listened to the song they were singin'.

Then I headed back for home,

And somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringin'.

And it echoed through the canyons,

Like the disappearing dreams of yesterday.

On the Sunday morning sidewalk,

Wishing, Lord, that I was stoned.

'Cos there's something in a Sunday,

Makes a body feel alone.

And there's nothin' short of dyin',

Half as lonesome as the sound,

On the sleepin' city sidewalks:

Sunday mornin' comin' down.

[Stramash]

I thought that was Johnny Cash originally?

Nah...was the rubbishy actor that wrote it!! (Kristofferson)

[garlic]

Lynyrd Skynyrd:Call Me The Breeze...

they did so many great one's it's hard to pick a favorite...

Call me the breeze

I keep blowin' down the road

Well now they call me the breeze

I keep blowin' down the road

I ain't got me nobody

I don't carry me no load

Ain't no change in the weather

Ain't no changes in me

Well there ain't no change in the weather

Ain't no changes in me

And I ain't hidin' from nobody

Nobody's hidin' from me

Oh, that's the way it's supposed to be

Well I got that green light baby

I got to keep movin on

Well I got that green light baby

I got to keep movin' on

Well I might go out to California

Might go down to Georgia

I don't know

Well I dig you Georgia peaches

Makes me feel right at home

Well now I dig you Georgia peaches

Makes me feel right at home

But I don't love me no one woman

So I can't stay in Georgia long

Well now they call me the breeze

I keep blowin' down the road

Well now they call me the breeze

I keep blowin' down the road

I ain't got me nobody

I don't carry me no load

Oooh mister breeze

[Stramash]

Postures (leave your body behind) 13th Floor Elevators - the first band to describe their music as 'psychedelic'

"You're moving, keep climbimg.

You're moving, keep climbimg.

You're wonderin'

(You're moving, keep climbimg.)

What's on your mind

(You're moving, keep climbimg.)

It's the one keystone people keep trying to find

(You're moving, keep climbimg.)

(You're moving, keep climbimg.)

The state of mind that puts you there

And evolution's everywhere,

it's creeping back from the affair.

So leave! Leave! Leave!

Leave your body behind.

Leave, Leave, Leave!

Leave your body behind.

Yes, yes, yes,

You can always come back

To live the desire you want on your track

Live the love that gives it's return

The higher you're livin', now, the purer it burns.

So keep climbin'

(Ooo, that energy's higher)

Keep on climbin'

(Your sun catches on fire)

Keep climbin' and bathe in the sun

The dawns and the darkness

Watch, the journey's begun

Remember, remember, Why can't you remember?

Remember that we're fallin'

Indifference from the love

It's only habit circumstance that fits you like a glove

Remember, that we're callin' in every cast to learn

It's spoken in the voices of the holy sound you earn

You've got to remember, remember.

You're form' can move,

You're shape is composed of edges.

You're form you can move,

Edges and ridges of your own energy!

Your own energy!

Your own energy!

Just a motion you feel.

(You're moving, keep climbimg.)

And you're wonderin'

(You're moving, keep climbimg.)

Who searched for this?

(You're moving, keep climbimg.)

Only higher resistant consciousness and bliss

(You're moving, keep climbimg.)

By feeling more love for the sense world you're seeing

You raise sense your income and your level of being

By finer and finer,

And finer agreeing you Leave!

Leave, Leave!

Leave your body behind!

Leave, Leave, Leave!

Leave your body behind!

Yes, yes, yes attention comes back

You focus on anchors,

You have what you lack.

Live the love each thought form returns.

Graze in the judgement of the ether that burns!

So keep climbin'

(Ooo, your energy's higher!)

Keep on climbin'

(Your sun catches on fire!)

Keep climbin'

The sun fills so soon

And gathers the clouds into a heavenly moon.

Remember, remember, Why can't you remember?

Remember we're bombarded,

The downpour of the word.

The outside means lock us in so all else seems absurd.

Remember things regarding,

Are terminals like you.

For terminals discharge against each other,

And balance syphoning through.

You've got to remember!

Remember!

You're form' can move,

You're shape is composed of edges.

You're form you can move,

Edges and ridges of your own energy!

Your own energy!

Your own energy!

Just a motion you feel.

(You're moving, keep climbimg.)

(You're moving, keep climbimg.)

And you're body and mind are one.

(You're moving, keep climbimg.)

Your heart like cool ashes,

(You're moving, keep climbimg.)

The life sprays through your nippled eyes

Like ribbon through your lashes.

It ripples down with your heart's clear

you're mixed in two,

The poisoned ear.

The love you feel is love you hear.

You leave!

Leave! Leave!

Leave your body behind!

Leave! Leave! Leave!

Leave your body behind!

Remember, Remember, Remember, Remember

Keep on climbin'

Keep on climbin "

[Stramash]

and while on this particular music trip (sic), I can't forget one of my all time fave; Jefferson Airplane; White Rabbit

One pill makes you larger

And one pill makes you small

And the ones that mother gives you

Don't do anything at all

Go ask Alice

When she's ten feet tall

And if you go chasing rabbits

And you know you're going to fall

Tell 'em a hookah smoking caterpillar

Has given you the call

Recall Alice

When she was just small

When men on the chessboard

Get up and tell you where to go

And you've just had some kind of mushroom

And your mind is moving low

Go ask Alice

I think she'll know

When logic and proportion

Have fallen sloppy dead

And the White Knight is talking backwards

And the Red Queen's "off with her head!"

Remember what the dormouse said;

"FEED YOUR HEAD

FEED your head"

(bloody hippies)

[MartinThai]

[Chang Doe]

Cool! Love that song! I used to hear the album-version from 1979, but that live-act with Martha Davis on her knees is so great :-)

Here are the words:

Looking counter clockwise

Knowing what could happen

Any moment maybe you maybe even you

Steadfast collapse

Always certain any moment

Maybe you maybe you

Maybe even you

Recline complete dream too sweet

I can't do it not with you

Not even with you

Maybe never with you

And I'd sell my soul for

Total control

Yeah I'd sell my soul for

Total control

Street wet tonight, lovers touch

It's pure delight

Always certain any moment

Maybe even you

Stay in bed stained sheets

My head hurts I repeat

Maybe you maybe you maybe even you

And I'd sell my soul for

Total control

Yeah I'd sell my soul for

Total control

Ooh I'd sell my soul for

Total control over you

Over you

Total control over you

[Loburt]

Cool! Love that song! I used to hear the album-version from 1979, but that live-act with Martha Davis on her knees is so great :-)

What? Nothing by Irving Berlin?

[Deester]

On my way up north up on the ventura

i pulled back the hood and i was talking to you

and i knew then it would be a life long thing

but i didn't know that we

we could break a silver lining

And I'm so sad

like a good book

i can't put this day back

a sorta fairytale with you

a sorta fairytale with you

Things you said that day up on the 101

the girl had come undone i tried to downplay it

with a bet about us you said that-

you'd take it as long as i could

i could not erase it

And I'm so sad

like a good book

i can't put this day back

a sorta fairytale with you

a sorta fairytale with you

And i ride along side

and i rode along side

you then

and i rode along side

till you lost me there

in the open road

and i rode along side

till the honey spread

itself so thin

for me to break your bread

for me to take your word

i had to steal it

Way up north i took my day

all in all was a pretty nice

day and i put the hood

right back where

you could taste heaven

perfectly

feel out the summer breeze

didn't know when we'd be back

and i, i don't

didn't think

we'd end up like

like this

And I'm so sad

like a good book

i can't put this day back

a sorta fairytale with you

a sorta fairytale with you

I could pick back up whenever i feel

[Stramash]

Cool! Love that song! I used to hear the album-version from 1979, but that live-act with Martha Davis on her knees is so great :-)

What? Nothing by Irving Berlin?

Just for the old timer (and the irony)

[Verse:]

Whether we elect a G.O.P.

Or the man who comes from Albany

We'll remain O.K.

In a business way

Looking at the future we can see

[Refrain:]

Good times with Hoover

Better times with Al

Blue skies with Hoover

Bluer skies with Al

Prosperity does not depend on who's in the chair

We're bound to have prosperity no matter who's there

So we'll have

Good times with Hoover

Better times with Al

[2nd refrain:]

Good times with Hoover

Better times with Al

Blue skies with Hoover

Bluer skies with Al

They tell us that the future will be rosy and bright

But they don't have to tell us, we admit that they're right

That we'll have

Good times with Hoover

Better times with Al

[Tony_Sorco]

Bat out of Hell album has quality lyrics in every track

[StevieJR]

The Jam

Down in the tube station at midnight......One of the mod fathers finest.

The distant echo -

of faraway voices boarding faraway trains

To take them home to

the ones that they love and who love them forever

The glazed, dirty steps - repeat my own and reflect my thoughts

Cold and uninviting, partially naked

Except for toffee wrapers and this morning's papers

Mr. Jones got run down

Headlines of death and sorrow - they tell of tomorrow

Madmen on the rampage

And I'm down in the tube station at midnight

I fumble for change - and pull out the Queen

Smiling, beguiling

I put in the money and pull out a plum

Behind me

Whispers in the shadows - gruff blazing voices

Hating, waiting

"Hey boy" they shout - "have you got any money?"

And I said - "I've a little money and a take away curry,

I'm on my way home to my wife.

She'll be lining up the cutlery,

You know she's expecting me

Polishing the glasses and pulling out the cork"

And I'm down in the tube station at midnight

I first felt a fist, and then a kick

I could now smell their breath

They smelt of pubs and Wormwood Scrubs

And too many right wing meetings

My life swam around me

It took a look and drowned me in its own existence

The smell of brown leather

It blended in with the weather

It filled my eyes, ears, nose and mouth

It blocked all my senses

Couldn't see, hear, speak any longer

And I'm down in the tube station at midnight

I said I was down in the tube station at midnight

The last thing that I saw

As I lay there on the floor

Was "Jesus Saves" painted by an atheist nutter

And a British Rail poster read "Have an Awayday - a cheap holiday -

Do it today!"

I glanced back on my life

And thought about my wife

'cause they took the keys and she'll think its me

And I'm down in the tube station at midnight

The wine will be flat and the curry's gone cold

I'm down in the tube station at midnight

Don't want to go down in a tube station at midnight

[CherieAtwood]

Love Story by Andy Williams

Where do I begin

To tell the story

Of how great a love can be

The sweet love story

That is older than the sea

That sings the truth about the love she brings to me

Where do I start

With the first hello

She gave the meaning

To this empty world of mine

That never did

Another love another time

She came into my life

And made the living fine

She fills my heart

She fills my heart

With very special things

With angel songs

With wild imaginings

She fills my soul

With so much love

That anywhere I go

I'm never lonely

With her along who could be lonely

I reach for her hand

It's always there

How long does it last

Can love be measured by the hours in a day

I have no answers now

But this much I can say

I know I'll need her till the stars all burn away

And she'll be there...

[Chang Doe]

Cool! Love that song! I used to hear the album-version from 1979, but that live-act with Martha Davis on her knees is so great :-)

What? Nothing by Irving Berlin?

Err ... I might look older than I actually am :roll:

[CiaranM]

following on from "down in the tube station at midnight" ... "that's entertainment" .... despite the dirge that was the style council weller could belt out some classic tunes !!!

THAT'S ENTERTAINMENT - Paul Weller

A police car and a screaming siren -

A pnuematic drill and ripped up concrete -

A baby waiting and stray dog howling -

The screech of brakes and lamplights blinking -

that's entertainment.

A smash of glass and the rumble of boots -

An electric train and a ripped up 'phone booth -

Paint splattered walls and the cry of a tomcat -

Lights going out and a kick in the balls -

that's entertainment.

Days of speed and slow time Mondays -

Pissing down with rain on a boring Wednesday -

Watching the news and not eating your tea -

A freezing cold flat and damp on the walls -

that's entertainment.

Waking up at 6 a.m. on a cool warm morning -

Opening the windows and breathing in petrol -

An amateur band rehearsing in a nearby yard -

Watching the tele and thinking about your holidays -

that's entertainment.

Waking up from bad dreams and smoking cigarettes -

Cuddling a warm girl and smelling stale perfume -

A hot summers' day and sticky black tarmac -

Feeding ducks in the park and wishing you were faraway -

that's entertainment.

Two lovers kissing amongst the scream of midnight -

Two lovers missing the tranquility of solitude -

Getting a cab and travelling on buses -

Reading the grafitti about slashed seat affairs -

that's entertainment.

[Chang Doe]

That kind of class war has been out-of-vogue for a while. But I feel it's coming back.

Excuse Me Mr. - Ben Harper

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8dNbymstZjs

Oh - excuse me Mr.

Do you have the time,

Or are you so important that it stands still for you?

Excuse me Mr., Want you lend me your ear,

Or are you not only blind but do you not hear?

Excuse me Mr. but isn't that your oil in the sea,

And the pollution in the air Mr., Whose could that be?

So, excuse me Mr. - But I'm a mister too.

And you're givin' Mr. a bad name, Mr. like you.

And, I'm taking the Mr. from out in front of your name,

'cause it's a Mr. like you that puts the rest of us to shame.

It's a Mr. like you that puts the rest of us to shame.

And I've seen enough,

Oh - I've seen enough,

I've seen enough to know that I've seen too much.

Excuse me Mr. Can't you see the children dying?

You say that you can't help them,

Mr. you're not even trying.

Excuse me Mr. - Just take a look around.

Oh, Mr. just look up and you will,

You'll see it's coming down.

Oh, excuse me Mr. but I'm, I'm a mister too.

And you're givin' Mr. a bad name, Mr. like you.

So, I'm taking the Mr. from out in front of your name,

'cause it's a Mr. like you that puts the rest of us to shame.

it's a Mr. like you, puts the rest of us to shame.

And I've seen enough,

I've seen en..., I've seen en...,

I've seen enough to know that I've seen too much.

I've seen enough,

Oh - I've seen enough to know that I've seen too much.

See, 'cause Mr. when you're rattling on heaven's gate.

By then it is too late.

'cause Mr. when you get there,

They don't ask what you saved.

All they'll want to know Mr. is what you gave.

So, excuse me Mr., But I'm a mister too.

And you're givin' Mr. a bad name,

Mr. like... you.

So, I'm taking the Mr. from out in front of your name,

'cause it's a Mr. like you puts the rest of us to shame.

Mr. like you, puts the rest of us to shame.

Oh... ...shame.

[dannyboy]

Real men who drink real ale...The Macc lads

FLUFFY PUP

I spent last night trying to chuck my bird

She was clinging to my leg like a homesick turd

'Your **** are too small, and your legs are too short,

I want a fit bird from the Sunday Sport,

I can't hear my records when you sit on my face,'

Then she mouths off in front of my mates....

'But you told me that you loved me!'

'I never fxxking did!'

'You used to bring me flowers!'

'Shut your fxxking grid!'

'You acted dead sweet, and you called me fluffy pup!'

'You could cook, you could fxxk, you could do the washing up, now I've had enough,

Go on, fxxk off, get stuffed.'

I took her one side, and we started chatting:

'Tell the lads that, I'll kick your **** in! Now piss off back your mother's,

I've had enough, say another word, you'll get a boot up chuff,

You're spotty, you're ugly, you smell like Billingsgate,'

Then she mouths off in front of my mates.....

'But you told me that you loved me!'

'I never fxxking did!'

'You used to bring me flowers!'

'Shut your fxxking grid!'

'You acted dead sweet, and you called me fluffy pup!'

'You could cook, you could fxxk, you could do the washing up, now I've had enough,

Go on, fxxk off, get stuffed.'

I stormed off, I was going crazy,

When I got to the chippy, I had one foot in the grave(y),

She's got a seven foot dad, (well, just about)

He was going to rip my liver out, I said:

'Here you go, grandad, your turn to hold her,'

There was half a pint of gravy on the chip on me shoulder....

[Enchanted]

When my life was the lowest

Fallen - Sarah McLachlan

Heaven bend to take my hand

And lead me through the fire

Be the long awaited answer

To a long and painful fight

Truth be told I've tried my best

But somewhere along the way

I got caught up in all there was to offer

And the cost was so much more than I could bear

Though I've tried, I've fallen...

I have sunk so low

I messed up

Better I should know

So don't come round here

And tell me I told you so...

We all begin with good intent

Love was raw and young

We believed that we could change ourselves

The past could be undone

But we carry on our backs the burden

Time always reveals

In the lonely light of morning

In the wound that would not heal

It's the bitter taste of losing everything

That I've held so dear.

I've fallen...

I have sunk so low

I messed up

Better I should know

So don't come round here

And tell me I told you so...

Heaven bend to take my hand

Nowhere left to turn

I'm lost to those I thought were friends

To everyone I know

Oh they turn their heads embarassed

Pretend that they don't see

But it's one missed step

One slip before you know it

And there doesn't seem a way to be redeemed

Though I've tried, I've fallen...

I have sunk so low

I messed up

Better I should know

So don't come round here

And tell me I told you so...

[Stramash]

Are you ready?

Yo, Hurb, take it from the top

One, two...

My mic sound nice, check one

My mic sound nice, check two

My mic sound nice, check three

Are you ready to rock-rock y'all

To the beat y'all?

A-keep on and you don't stop

Rockin' on, keep rockin' on

I'm the queen on the mic, and it's true when I say

That the Pepa MC is here to stay

And you know if I was a book I would sell

Cuz every curve on my body got a story to tell

Yeah, word 'em up, w-word 'em up

Cuz I'm so fly, nobody can deny

The girl hasn't been born that can deal with I

Me, Sandy D., undoubtably def

Don't need to be dressed, I'm fresh to the flesh

Yes, so tough you know it is a must

Now Salt, get on the mic, and tell 'em why you go crush

Cuz I'm oh-aye, I'm on, I'm on

I'm oh-aye, I'm so damn on

Like a grasshopper hoppin' on the morning lawn

Like a needle on a record when it plays a song

Like Little Boy Blue blowin' on his horn

And you know I got to be on

MCs rockin' and shockin', but it won't last

Salt's on the mic, and I'm kickin'

Ask me no questions, I'll tell no lies

It's just a little warning, a word to the wise

You been hopin' and scopin', layin' and prayin'

But on the bottom is where you're staying

You're wack, I thought you understood

You're not related to me so you could never be good

I know you come from Babylon (And you know why?)

Cuz you're a Babble-On MC (That's right)

You babble on the microphone about what you wish

But could never be

So please don't tell me how you're gonna rock

Don't brag about the things that you ain't got

Don't feed me lies cuz now I'm full

My cow just died, I don't need your bull

Yo, yo, turn my mic up a little bit

One, two, one, two - all right, thanks

My mic sound nice, check one

My mic sound nice, check two

My mic sound nice, check three

Right about now as you can see in the place to be

We're not talking about geometry, history or biology

So Sandy D., explain this to me...

Why do they call you the Pepa MC?

You mean you don't know? That's a shame

Ok Salt, let me explain

I'm hot like a fire, burned down, diminished

Oh, now I see! Chill, let me finish

I wanna make one and all understand

I don't play, I slay when the mic's in my hand

The room temperature reaches a hundred and four

You can scramble eggs on the floor

The pressure soars, the crowd, they roar

Sweat will drip down to your drawers

The Pepa MC is like hot ice

And I paid the price to make the mic sound nice

Forget about the rest, yes, I don't jest

You're blessed with one of America's best

So I think y'all better count your blessings

When Salt's in the house, hell's in session

It's a fact that I will wax

MCs out there are gonna get taxed

Rockin' to my funky beat

I'm a trip so I know you're gonna fall for me

Cuz this is the year all men fear

Female MCs is movin' up here

Salt and Pepa is strictly biz

You know the color of this, you know what time it is

"Super" is the strength of the boomin' bass

"Nature" describes our pretty face

Turning out without a doubt

Make no mistake, Queens is in the house

Yeah, check it out, ch-check it out

[CIA_Andie]

The animal song : Savage Garden

When superstars and cannonballs are running through your head

A television freak show cops and robbers everywhere

Subway makes me nervous, people pushing me too far

I've got to break away

So take my hand now

[Chorus:]

'Cause I want to live like animals

Careless and free like animals

I want to live

I want to run through the jungle

The wind in my hair and the sand at my feet

I've been having difficulties keeping to myself

Feelings and emotions better left up on the shelf

Animals and children tell the truth, they never lie

Which one is more human

There's a thought, now you decide

Compassion in the jungle

Compassion in your hands, yeah

Would you like to make a run for it

Would you like to take my hand, yeah

[chorus]

Sometimes this life can get you down

It's so confusing

There's so many rules to follow

And I feel it

'Cause I just run away in my mind

Superstars and cannonballs running through your head

Television freak show cops and robbers everywhere

Animals and children tell the truth, they never lie

Which one is more human

There's a thought, now you decide

Compassion in the jungle

Compassion in your hands, yeah

Would you like to make a run for it

Would you like to take my hand, yeah

***Animals and children tell the truth, they never lie

Which one is more human

There's a thought, now you decide

-- I really like it 8)

[Deester]

You walked into the party like you were walking onto a yacht

Your hat strategically dipped below one eye

Your scarf it was apricot

You had one eye in the mirror as you watched yourself gavotte

And all the girls dreamed that they'd be your partner

They'd be your partner, and...

You're so vain, you probably think this song is about you

You're so vain, I'll bet you think this song is about you

Don't you? Don't You?

You had me several years ago when I was still quite naive

Well you said that we made such a pretty pair

And that you would never leave

But you gave away the things you loved and one of them was me

I had some dreams, they were clouds in my coffee

Clouds in my coffee, and...

You're so vain, you probably think this song is about you

You're so vain, I'll bet you think this song is about you

Don't you? Don't You? Don't You?

I had some dreams they were clouds in my coffee

Clouds in my coffee, and...

You're so vain, you probably think this song is about you

You're so vain, I'll bet you think this song is about you

Don't you? Don't You?

Well I hear you went up to Saratoga and your horse naturally won

Then you flew your lear jet up to Nova Scotia

To see the total eclipse of the sun

Well you're where you should be all the time

And when you're not you're with

Some underworld spy or the wife from a close friend

Wife from a close friend, and...

You're so vain, you probably think this song is about you

You're so vain, I'll bet you think this song is about you

Don't you? Don't You? Don't you?

You're so vain, you probably think this song is about you

You're so vain, I'll bet you think this song is about you

[funky_house]

Quote Deester...

You walked into the party like you were walking onto a yacht

Your hat strategically dipped below one eye

Your scarf it was apricot

You had one eye in the mirror as you watched yourself gavotte

And all the girls dreamed that they'd be your partner

They'd be your partner, and...

Carly Simon. :-)

[Stramash]

something mellow for the weekend...

Right about now NWA court is in full effect.

Judge Dre presiding in the case of NWA versus the police department.

Prosecuting attourneys are MC Ren Ice Cube and Eazy muthafu**in E.

Order order order. Ice Cube take the muthafu**kin stand.

Do you swear to tell the truth the whole truth

and nothin but the truth so help your black ass?

Why don't you tell everybody what the f**k you gotta say?

F**k tha police

Comin straight from the underground

Young ****** got it bad cuz I'm brown

And not the other color so police think

They have the authority to kill a minority

F**k that ****, cuz I ain't tha one

For a punk muthaf**ka with a badge and a gun

To be beatin on, and throwin in jail

We could go toe to toe in the middle of a cell

F**kin with me cuz I'm a teenager

With a little bit of gold and a pager

Searchin my car, lookin for the product

Thinkin every ****** is sellin narcotics

You'd rather see me in the pen

Then me and Lorenzo rollin in the Benzo

Beat tha police outta shape

And when I'm finished, bring the yellow tape

To tape off the scene of the slaughter

Still can't swallow bread and water

I don't know if they fags or what

Search a ****** down and grabbin his nuts

And on the other hand, without a gun they can't get none

But don't let it be a black and a white one

Cuz they slam ya down to the street top

Black police showin out for the white cop

Ice Cube will swarm

On any muthaf**ka in a blue uniform

Just cuz I'm from the CPT, punk police are afraid of me

A young ****** on a warpath

And when I'm finished, it's gonna be a bloodbath

Of cops, dyin in LA

Yo Dre, I got somethin to say

F**k the police (4X)

M. C. Ren, will you please give your testimony to the jury about this f**ked up incident.>

F**k tha police and Ren said it with authority

because the niggaz on the street is a majority.

A gang, is with whoever I'm stepping

and the motherf**kin' weapon

is kept in a stash box, for the so-called law

wishin' Ren was a ****** that they never saw

Lights start flashin behind me

But they're scared of a ****** so they mace me to blind me

But that **** don't work, I just laugh

Because it gives em a hint not to step in my path

To the police I'm sayin f**k you punk

Readin my rights and ****, it's all junk

Pullin out a silly club, so you stand

With a fake assed badge and a gun in your hand

But take off the gun so you can see what's up

And we'll go at it punk, I'ma f**k you up

Make ya think I'm a kick your ass

But drop your gat, and Ren's gonna blast

I'm sneaky as f**k when it comes to crime

But I'm a smoke em now, and not next time

Smoke any muthaf**ka that sweats me

Or any assho that threatens me

I'm a sniper with a hell of a scope

Takin out a cop or two, they can't cope with me

The muthaf**kin villian that's mad

With potential to get bad as f**k

So I'm a turn it around

Put in my clip, yo, and this is the sound

Ya, somethin like that, but it all depends on the size of the gat

Takin out a police would make my day

But a ****** like Ren don't give a f**k to say

F**k the police (4X)

Police, open now. We have a warrant for Eazy-E's arrest.

Get down and put your hands up where I can see em.

Just shut the f**k up and get your muthaf**kin ass on the floor.

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and tell the jury how you feel abou this bullsh*t.>

I'm tired of the muthaf**kin jackin

Sweatin my gang while I'm chillin in the shackin

Shining tha light in my face, and for what

Maybe it's because I kick so much butt

I kick ass, or maybe cuz I blast

On a stupid assed ****** when I'm playin with the trigga

Of any Uzi or an AK

Cuz the police always got somethin stupid to say

They put up my picture with silence

Cuz my identity by itself causes violence

The E with the criminal behavior

Yeah, I'm a gansta, but still I got flavor

Without a gun and a badge, what do ya got?

A sucka in a uniform waitin to get shot,

By me, or another ******.

and with a gat it don't matter if he's smarter or bigger

[MC Ren: Sidle him, kid, he's from the old school, fool]

And as you all know, E's here to rule

Whenever I'm rollin, keep lookin in the mirror

And there's no cue, yo, so I can hear a

Dumb muthaf**ka with a gun

And if I'm rollin off the 8, he'll be tha one

That I take out, and then get away

And while I'm drivin off laughin

This is what I'll say

F**k the police (4X)

The jury has found you guilty of bein a redneck,

whitebread, chickenshit muthaf**ka.

Wait, that's a lie. That's a goddamn lie.

I want justice! I want justice!

**** you, you black muthaf**ka!>

F**k the police (3X)

(I had to type so many * ' s in this song that for a minute I thought I had turned into Ciaran )

[tony42]

Has to be the style council,shout to the top.

I was half in mind,I was half in need.Has the rain came down I dropped to my knees and prayed.I said oh heavenly thing wont you cleanse my soul I said its all on offer and i'm not impressed at all.I was haif way home I was haif insane and at the shop window outlet he just looked the same.I said now send me a sign to save my life because at this moment in time nothings certain in these days of mine. Etc , Classic Paul Weller.