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  • Savage Garden - Affirmation

    I believe the sun should never set upon an argument
    I believe we place our happiness in other people's hands
    I believe that junk food tastes so good because it's bad for you
    I believe your parents did the best job they knew how to do
    I believe that beauty magazines promote low self esteem
    I believe I'm loved when I'm completely by myself alone

    I believe in Karma what you give is what you get returned
    I believe you can't appreciate real love until you've been burned
    I believe the grass is more greener on the other side
    I believe you don't know what you've got until you say goodbye

    I believe you can't control or choose your sexuality
    I believe that trust is more important than monogamy
    I believe that your most attractive features are your heart and soul
    I believe that family is worth more than money or gold
    I believe the struggle for financial freedom is unfair
    I believe the only ones who disagree are millionaires

    I believe in Karma what you give is what you get returned
    I believe you can't appreciate real love until you've been burned
    I believe the grass is more greener on the other side
    I believe you don't know what you've got until you say goodbye

    I believe forgiveness is the key to your unhappiness
    I believe that wedded bliss negates the need to be undressed
    I believe that God does not endorse TV evangelists
    I believe in love surviving death into eternity

    I believe in Karma what you give is what you get returned
    I believe you can't appreciate real love until you've been burned
    I believe the grass is more greener on the other side
    I believe you don't know what you've got until you say goodbye
    "Love the earth and sun and animals, despise riches, give alms to every one that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence toward the people, take off your hat to nothing known or unknown . . . reexamine all you have been told at school or church or in any book, dismiss whatever insults your own soul, and your very flesh shall be a great poem and have the richest fluency" - Walt Whitman

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    • The Police - Every Step You Take (written by Sting)

      Every breath you take and every move you make
      Every bond you break, every step you take
      I'll be watchin' you

      Every single day and every word you say
      Every game you play, every night you stay
      I'll be watchin' you

      Oh, can't you see
      You belong to me
      How my poor heart breaks
      With every step you take

      Every move you make and every vow you break
      Every smile you fake, every claim you stake
      I'll be watchin' you

      Since you've gone I been lost without a trace
      I dream at night, I can only see your face
      I look around but it's you I can't replace
      I feel so cold and I long for your embrace
      I keep cryin', baby, baby, please

      Oh, can't you see
      You belong to me
      How my poor heart breaks
      With every step you take

      Every move you make and every vow you break
      Every smile you fake, every claim you stake
      I'll be watchin' you
      Every move you make, every step you take
      I'll be watchin' you
      "Love the earth and sun and animals, despise riches, give alms to every one that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence toward the people, take off your hat to nothing known or unknown . . . reexamine all you have been told at school or church or in any book, dismiss whatever insults your own soul, and your very flesh shall be a great poem and have the richest fluency" - Walt Whitman

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      • Kind of a Drag
        The Buckinghams


        Kind of a drag
        When your baby don't love you
        Kind of a drag
        When you know she's been untrue
        Oh oh, listen to what I've gotta to say
        Girl, I still love you
        I'll always love you
        Anyway, anyway, anyway
        Kind of a drag
        When your baby says goodbye
        Kind of a drag
        When you feel like you want to cry
        Girl, even though you make me feel blue
        I still love you
        I'll always love you
        Anyway, Anyway, Anyway
        Oh, listen to what I've gotta say
        Girl, I still love you
        I'll always love you
        Anyway, anyway, anyway
        Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
        "Hating America is something best left to Mobius. He is an expert Yank hater.
        He also hates Texans and Australians, he does diversify." ~ Braindead

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        • And lowering the tone a little.. Let's see how much gets by the censor .

          Tha Alkaholics

          Only When I'm Drunk

          Intro: Tash, speaking to J-Ro

          Yo whassup man, get up man [*urrp* I can't bust man]
          Get up nigga, bust [I'm ****ed]
          Get up you gotta do your verse nigga
          [Aight I'll try it] Get up nigga!

          Verse One: J-Ro

          I get drunk and I stumble to the phone
          And conjure up a ***** to bone when I'm alone
          OHh ****, tow back, I need to take a piss
          Only when I'm drunk I sing a song like this
          My grandma and your grandma *urrp*
          Sittin by the fire
          Hold on, turn the beat off [nah, keep it goin
          J-Ro can you make it?] I'm just not knowin
          I get drunk and start talkin mo' ****
          And when I got a gun in my hand you better get, out
          Cause my brain just ain't what it used to be
          Forget tryin to raionalize, cover your eyes
          Ah d-*urrp*, damn I'm drunk
          I need a chunk, no better yet a hunk of that funk
          When I get drunk I might act uncouth
          But when I get drunk I always tell the truth
          Yeah I'm good, I'm bad, I'm dope, I'm freaky fresh
          I make hip-hop fans say yes yes
          The Liks comin through, you know we gonna blow upop
          Hold up, hold up, I think I gotta...
          *urrrrrrp* Damn, false alarm
          Gettin all the ladies with my cool charm
          When I get drunk I might even call my daddy a punk
          Yeah, but only when I'm dr-*urp* drunk

          Yeah, let me pass the forty, to my nigga, Tash

          Verse Two: Tash, E-Swift

          It goes one for the chronic, two for the amnesia
          It's the pimp-slap niggy with drinks in the freezer
          Bust the one out, two out, [flips] type of rapper
          That'd get you our your seat quicker than a car jacker
          Slip a Colt for the fever when I'm coolin with my people
          Got hoes in East Columus like I'm BIlly Dee Wrinkle
          Cause I move like, I'm smooth like I'm Harry Belafonte
          Lookin for them niggaz that jumped my homey Dante
          All up in this ***** with the gin and Tanqueray
          Drink like Mr. Wendal smoke bud like Dr. Dre
          But that's cause I'm old enough to do that type of ****
          Got damn I gotta piss I pass the mic to E-Swift

          Yeah, I get drunk and can't nobody whoop me
          I'm trippin, must be the brew that I was sippin
          Kickin in, guess I shouldn'ta mixed it with the gin
          Cause when I'm layin on my back I can feel the room spin
          One too many, I reckon
          Feelin I got ta earl, any second
          Wanna get up but can't move, feels like I'm stuck in the groove
          What the **** was I tryin to prove?
          I get a rep for downin four-o's
          All the hoes knows them Alkaholik bros
          Niggaz call me dad I got a fifth in the trunk
          Might **** an ugly ***** but only when I'm drunk

          Verse Three: J-Ro

          Aight, think I'm feelin a little better
          Ready to bust this, like this
          And ya don't miss, check it out

          I get drunk and start thinkin bout my friends
          that passed on with every forty ounce the memory will last on
          Black Man Muzzle, Mike Lee and Suavey D
          The three MC's will always live in my memories
          We used to rock shows, we used to rock hoes
          And drink forty-o's, and wear the same clothes
          Damn I wish we could go through it again
          But I know one day we gonna do it again
          And when that day comes it's gonna be live
          But I ain't in no hurry so I don't drink and drive
          The ALkaholiks we gets funky when we drinkin
          Just a lil sumthin, to pump up the thinkin

          Outro: J-Ro

          Beer run! Ante up nigga
          Ha ha, put the money in the hat

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          • Country Roads by John Denver

            Almost heaven, West Virginia,
            Blue Ridge Mountain, Shanandoa River,
            Life is old there, older than the trees,
            Younger than the mountains, blowing like a breeze

            Country Roads, take me home
            To the place I belong,
            West Virginia,
            Mountain mamma,take me home
            Country roads

            All my memories, gather round her
            Modest lady, stranger to blue water
            Dark and dusty, painted on the sky
            Misty taste of moonshine, teardrop in my eye

            Country Roads, take me home
            To the place I belong,
            West Virginia,
            Mountain Mamma, take me home
            To the country roads

            I hear her voice in the morning hour she calls me
            Radio reminds me of my home far away
            Driving down the road I get a feeling
            That I should have been home yesterday, yesterday

            Country Roads, take me home
            To the place I belong,
            West Virginia,
            Mountain Mamma, take me home
            Country roads

            Country Roads, take me home
            To the place I belong,
            West Virginia,
            Mountain Mamma, take me home
            To the country roads

            Take me home, that country road
            Take me home, that country road
            "Speaking on the subject of conformity: This rotting concept of the unfathomable nostril mystifies the fuming crotch of my being!!! Stop with the mooing you damned chihuahua!!! Ganglia!! Rats eat babies!" ~ happy noodle boy

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            • Rock Me Baby
              BB King


              Rock me baby, rock me all night long
              Rock me baby, honey, rock me all night long
              I want you to rock me baby,
              like my back ain't got no bones

              Roll me baby, like you roll a wagon wheel
              I want you to roll me baby, like you roll a wagon wheel
              Want you to roll me baby,
              you don't know how it makes me feel

              Rock me baby, honey, rock me slow
              Yeah, rock me pretty baby, baby rock me slow
              Want you to rock me baby,
              till I want no more
              "If you obey all the rules, you miss all the fun." -Katherine Hepburn

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              • another BB King

                My Heart Belongs To You


                My heart belongs to only you
                I've never loved as I love you
                You set a flame within me burning
                A flame to stay within me years

                It's just for you I want to live
                It's just to you my heart I give
                I'll always be your slave, my darling
                Through the coming years

                There was sometime when I was doubtful
                Of this new love affair
                But now my mind is no more doubtful
                I found my heaven with the help of a prayer

                You are the song within my soul
                A melody that can grow
                I've known for long my heart belongs to
                Only you

                There was sometime when I was doubtful
                Of this new love affair
                But now my mind is no more doubtful
                I found my heaven with the help of a prayer

                You are the song within my soul
                A melody that can grow
                I've known for long my heart belongs to
                Only you
                "If you obey all the rules, you miss all the fun." -Katherine Hepburn

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                • Sunny
                  Boney M.
                  Notes : also performed by "Bobby Hebb"

                  Sunny, yesterday my life was filled with rain.
                  Sunny, you smiled at me and really eased the pain.
                  The dark days are gone, and the bright days are here,
                  My Sunny one shines so sincere.
                  Sunny one so true, I love you.

                  Sunny, thank you for the sunshine bouquet.
                  Sunny, thank you for the love you brought my way.
                  You gave to me your all and all.
                  Now I feel ten feet tall.
                  Sunny one so true, I love you.

                  Sunny, thank you for the truth you let me see.
                  Sunny, thank you for the facts from A to C.
                  My life was torn like a wind-blown sand,
                  And the rock was formed when you held my hand.
                  Sunny one so true, I love you.

                  Sunny, thank you for the smile upon your face.
                  Sunny, thank you for the gleam that shows its grace.
                  You're my spark of nature's fire,
                  You're my sweet complete desire.
                  Sunny one so true, I love you.

                  Sunny, yesterday my life was filled with rain...
                  Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
                  "Hating America is something best left to Mobius. He is an expert Yank hater.
                  He also hates Texans and Australians, he does diversify." ~ Braindead

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                  • Simon and Garfunkel
                    El Condor Pasa (If I Could)

                    I'd rather be a sparrow than a snail.
                    Yes I would.
                    If I could,
                    I surely would.
                    I'd rather be a hammer than a nail.
                    Yes I would.
                    If I could,
                    I surely would.

                    CHORUS
                    Away, I'd rather sail away
                    Like a swan that's here and gone
                    A man grows older every day
                    It gives the world
                    Its saddest sound,
                    Its saddest sound.

                    I'd rather be a forest than a street.
                    Yes I would.
                    If I could,
                    I surely would.

                    I'd rather feel the earth beneath my feet,
                    Yes I would.
                    If I could,
                    I surely would.

                    CHORUS
                    Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
                    "Hating America is something best left to Mobius. He is an expert Yank hater.
                    He also hates Texans and Australians, he does diversify." ~ Braindead

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                    • I've been here before


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                      Whiskey Bent And Hell Bound
                      Hank Williams, Jr.


                      I've got a good woman at home who thinks I do no wrong
                      But sometimes lord, she just ain't always around
                      And you know that's when I fall, I can't help myself at all
                      And I get whiskey bent and hell bound

                      Play me some songs about a ramblin' man, put a cold one in my hand,
                      'cause you know I love to hear those guitar sounds
                      Don't you play 'I'm So Lonesome I Could Cry' cause I'll get all balled up inside
                      And I'll get whiskey bent and hell bound

                      Sure enough about closing time, (I'm) about stoned out of my mind
                      And I end up with some honky-tonk special I found
                      Just as sure as the morning sun come, thinking of my sweet girl at home
                      And I need to get whiskey bent and hell bound

                      Play me some songs about a ramblin' man, put a cold one in my hand,
                      'cause you know I love to hear those guitar sounds
                      Don't you play 'I'm So Lonesome I Could Cry' cause I'll get all balled up inside
                      And I'll get whiskey bent and hell bound

                      Play me some songs about a ramblin' man, put old Jim Beam in my hand
                      cause you know I still love to get drunk and hear country sounds
                      But don't you play 'Your Cheatin' Heart' cause that'll tear me all apart
                      I'll get whiskey bent and hell bound

                      Yeah, old Hank's songs always make me feel low down
                      Which side are we on? We're on the side of the demons, Chief. We are evil men in the gardens of paradise, sent by the forces of death to spread devastation and destruction wherever we go. I'm surprised you didn't know that. --Saul Tigh

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                      • How's It GOnna Be by 3rd Eye Blind

                        I'm only pretty sure that I can't take anymore
                        Before you take a swing, I wonder
                        What are we fighting for
                        When I say out loud, I wanna get out of this
                        I wonder, is there anything I'm gonna miss
                        I wonder, how it's gonna be
                        When you don't know me
                        How's it gonna be
                        When you're sure I'm not there
                        Hows it gonna be
                        When there's no one there to talk to
                        Between you and me
                        Cause I don't care
                        How's it gonna be
                        How's it gonna be
                        Where we used to laugh
                        There's a shouting match
                        Sharp as a thumbnail scratch
                        A silence I can't ignore
                        Like the hammock by the doorway
                        We spent time in
                        Swings empty
                        I don't see lightning like last fall
                        When it was always about to hit me
                        I wonder how's it gonna be
                        When it goes down
                        How's it gonna be
                        When you're not around
                        How's it gonna be
                        When you found out there was was nothing
                        Between you and me
                        Cause I don't care
                        How's it gonna be
                        How's it gonna be
                        When you don't know me anymore
                        How's it gonna be
                        Want to get myself back in again
                        THe soft dive of oblivion
                        I wanna taste the salt of your skin
                        The soft dive of oblivion
                        How's it gonna be
                        When you don't me anymore
                        How's it gonna be
                        "Speaking on the subject of conformity: This rotting concept of the unfathomable nostril mystifies the fuming crotch of my being!!! Stop with the mooing you damned chihuahua!!! Ganglia!! Rats eat babies!" ~ happy noodle boy

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                        • Hey. Sprayber.

                          I Gotta Get Drunk

                          Well I gotta get drunk and I sure do dread it
                          Cause I know just what I'm gonna do
                          I'll start to spend my money
                          Callin' everybody honey
                          And wind up singin' the blues
                          I'll spend my whole paycheck on some old wreck
                          And brother I can name you a few

                          Well I gotta get drunk I just can't stay sober
                          There's a lot of good people in town who wanna hear me holler,
                          See me spend my dollars,
                          and I wouldn't think of lettin' `em down

                          There's a lot of doctors that tell me
                          I better start slowin' it down
                          But there's more old drunks than there are old doctors
                          So I think that I'll have another round!
                          Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
                          "Hating America is something best left to Mobius. He is an expert Yank hater.
                          He also hates Texans and Australians, he does diversify." ~ Braindead

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                          • Just take out Hank and add me and it would still be accurate. Except for rolling smoke and 1973. Mine was much later then that.


                            ------------------------------------------------------------------------
                            FAMILY TRADITION
                            Hank Williams Jr



                            Country music singers have always been a real close family
                            But lately some of my kinfolk have disowned a few others and me
                            I guess it's because I went and changed my position
                            Lord, I guess I went and broke their family tradition

                            They wanna know: "Hank.."
                            Why do you drink? Why do you roll smoke?
                            Why must you live out the songs that you wrote?
                            Stop and think it over - try to put yourself in this position
                            When I get stoned, I'm just carryin' on and old family tradition.

                            Now I am very proud of my daddy's name
                            Although his kind of music and mine ain't exactly the same
                            Stop and think it over - try to put yourself in my position
                            When I get stoned and sing all night long it's just a family tradition -

                            Don't ask me: "Hank..." Why do you drink? Why do you roll smoke?
                            Why must you live out them songs that you wrote?
                            If I'm down in a honky tonk, and some ole slick's tryin' to gimme some friction
                            I says "Leave me alone, I'm stayin' all night long
                            cause it's a family tradition"

                            (Guitar solo)

                            Lordy, I have loved some ladies, and I still love Jim Beam
                            They both tried to kill me in nineteen seventy-three
                            When that doctor asks me "Son, how'dja get in this condition?"
                            I says "Hey Sawbones, I'm just a-carryin' on the old family tradition."

                            So don't ask me: "Hank..." Why do you drink? Why do you roll smoke?
                            Why must you live out them songs that you wrote?
                            Stop and think it over - try to put yourself in my unique position
                            When I get stoned and sing all night long,
                            it's just a family tradition.
                            Which side are we on? We're on the side of the demons, Chief. We are evil men in the gardens of paradise, sent by the forces of death to spread devastation and destruction wherever we go. I'm surprised you didn't know that. --Saul Tigh

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                            • Man. I thought about that song many a time, and don't believe I ever got around to it.
                              Cool.
                              Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
                              "Hating America is something best left to Mobius. He is an expert Yank hater.
                              He also hates Texans and Australians, he does diversify." ~ Braindead

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                              • Originally posted by SlowwHand
                                Man. I thought about that song many a time, and don't believe I ever got around to it.
                                Cool.
                                I grew up on these songs. Lived some of them


                                I've been listening to it a lot lately. It's a good song when your down and when your happy.

                                This one however may not be. But I know a few ladies like this.
                                ----------------------------------------------------------------
                                Straight Tequila
                                Performed by: John Anderson



                                If you really wanna know, she comes here a lot
                                She just loves to hear the music and dance
                                Thirteen is her favorite song, if you play it you might have a chance
                                Tonight she's only sipping white wine
                                She's friendly and fun loving most of the time

                                But don't ask her on a straight tequila night
                                She'll start thinking about him, then she's ready to fight
                                Blames her broken heart on every man in sight
                                On a straight tequila night

                                Here's a glass of chablis and some quarters in change
                                Maybe you can turn her love life around
                                Then she won't need the salt or the lime anymore
                                To shoot that old memory down
                                Just remember her heart's on the mend
                                If you ever come back to see her again

                                Don't ask her on a straight tequila night
                                She'll start thinking about him, then she's ready to fight
                                Blames her broken heart on every man in sight
                                On a straight tequila night

                                Don't ask her on a straight tequila night
                                She'll start thinking about him, then she's ready to fight
                                Blames her broken heart on every man in sight
                                On a straight tequila night
                                Which side are we on? We're on the side of the demons, Chief. We are evil men in the gardens of paradise, sent by the forces of death to spread devastation and destruction wherever we go. I'm surprised you didn't know that. --Saul Tigh

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