Muriel since you left town
the clubs closed down
and there's one more burned out lamppost
on Main Street
down where we used to stroll
And Muriel
I still hit all the same old haunts
and you follow me wherever I go
And Muriel I see you
on a Saturday night
in a penny arcade
with your hair tied back
And the diamond twinkle
is in your eye
is the only wedding ring that I'll buy you
Muriel
And Muriel how many times
I've left this town
to hide from your memory
and it haunts me
But I only get as far
as the next Whiskey bar
I buy another cheap cigar
and I'll see you every night
Hey Muriel
Muriel
Hey buddy
got a light?
Walking in Memphis (Bruce Springsteen)
Put on my blue suede shoes
And I boarded the plane
Touched down in the land of the Delta Blues
In the middle of the pouring rain
W.C. Handy - won't you look down over me
Yeah I got a first class ticket
But I'm as blue as a boy can be
Then I'm walking in Memphis
I was walking with my feet ten feet off of Beale
Walking in Memphis
But do I really feel the way I feel?
Saw the ghost of Elvis
On Union Avenue
Followed him up to the gates of Graceland
Then I watched him walk right through
Now security they did not see him
They just hovered 'round his tomb
But there's a pretty little thing
Waiting for the King
Down in the Jungle Room
Then I was walking in Memphis
I was walking with my feet ten feet off of Beale
Walking in Memphis
But do I really feel the way I feel?
They've got catfish on the table
They've got gospel in the air
And Reverend Green, be glad to see you
When you haven't got a prayer
But boy you've got a prayer in Memphis
Now Muriel plays piano
Every Friday at the Hollywood
And they brought me down to see her
And they asked me if I would;
Do a little number
And I sang with all my might
And she said;
"Tell me are you a Christian child?"
And I said "Ma'am I am tonight"
Walking in Memphis
I was walking with my feet ten feet off of Beale
Walking in Memphis
But do I really feel the way I feel? (X2)
Put on my blue suede shoes
And I boarded the plane
Touched down in the land of the Delta blues
In the middle of the pouring rain
Touched down in the land of the Delta blues
In the middle of the pouring rain
Jaime (La Gripe)
Jaime está flipando con todo lo que ve
No se cree nada, no sabe lo que hacer
Taberna tras taberna no para de beber
Nunca encuentra amigos no sabe que opinar
Y ahora busca en su copa
La respuesta a su pasado
Se acuerda de aquel día
El ciego fue brutal
Se libró por loco de una paliza mortal
Y ahora siempre esta cuerdo
Jaime, Jaime, Jaime
Y ahora que
Te ves a tí mismo
Qué esperas de esto
Cuál será tu destino
Caminas por las calles
Todas las madrugadas
Qué buscas aquí
Qué piensas encontrar
Te estas volviendo loco.
Jaime, Jame, Jaime.
Nube Negra (Joaquin Sabina)
Nube negra
Cuando busco el verano en un sueño vacío,
cuando te quema el frío si me coges la mano,
cuando la luz cansada tiene sombras de ayer,
cuando el amanecer es otra noche helada,
cuando juego mi muerte al verso que no escribo,
cuando sólo recibo noticias de la muerte,
cuando corta la espada de lo que ya no existe,
cuando deshojo el triste racimo de la nada.
Sólo puedo pedirte que me esperes
al otro lado de la nube negra,
allá donde no quedan mercaderes
que venden soledades de ginebra.
Al otro lado de los pagones,
al otro lado de la luna en quiebra,
allá donde se escriben las canciones
con humo blanco de la nube negra.
Cuando siento piedad por sentir lo que siento,
cuando no sopla el viento en ninguna ciudad,
cuando ya no se ama ni lo que se celebra,
cuando la nube negra se acomoda en mi cama,
cuando despierto y voto por el miedo de hoy,
cuando soy lo que soy en un espejo roto,
cuando cierro la casa porque me siento herido,
cuando es tiempo perdido preguntarme qué pasa.
Sólo puedo pedirte que me esperes
al otro lado de la nube negra,
allá donde no quedan mercaderes
que venden soledades de ginebra.
Al otro lado de los pagones,
al otro lado de la luna en quiebra,
allá donde se escriben las canciones
con humo blanco de la nube negra.
"Sólo puedo pedirte que me esperes al otro lado de la nube negra, allá donde no quedan mercaderes que venden soledades de ginebra".
Balada fronteriza acercándose a esas rancheras tan queridas por Joaquín Sabina. Luis García Montero escribió la letra a partir de una idea de Sabina, mientras en la música participan Pancho Varona y Antonio García de Diego. Guitarras a cargo de José A. Romero, Pancho Varona y Antonio García de Diego, programación de Jaime Asúa y coros de Olga Román.
Turn It Up (Debroy Somers Band)
(J.D. Part)
Yall wanna Floss wit us
All across that boy we burnin up
and all i ask for you to do is to turn it turn it up
"Yall know wat this is"
Yall wanna Floss wit us
All across that boy we burnin up
and all i ask for you to do is to turn it turn it up
C'mon
(Johnta Austin)
Saturday Night off in Katana, All these Girls Dressed in gabbana
spotted a girl i've never seen
:did ya come along:
it's so lovely just to see ya
even lovelier to meet ya
wont you let me buy ya drink
:what ya sippin' on:
Now baby i'll be honest
when i first saw ya
i couldn't help of thinkin bout
what you were like in bed
I aint tryin ta sweat ya
I know that I just met ya
but would you agree if I said
We need to..
(Intro to Hook)
:Be alone:
My car is right outside
:Be alone:
And it ain't too far of a drive
over to my place
I know all the right songs to play
cuz I tell you
(Hook)
It aint nothin like makin all kinda love
to sum music
turn the music up
Tongue kissin and huggin
touchin and rubbin
to that music
Turn the music up...
(1st part)
So if you love that Maxwell
:turn it up, turn it up:
How about so Jodeci
:turn it up, turn it up:
Bump and Grind to R. Kelz
All you gotta do is say J
:turn it up:
(2nd Verse)
Now we off up in the ride
Crusin down sunset
Girl you see T-Pond
is smellin so good to me
I wanna love you like Usher
cuz I know you really Nice & Slow
I'm like Ginuwine
you got me So Anxious
Word to Jaime
cuz tonight we gettin Unpredictable
Now I know just what Jan meant
when she said
Its Funny How Time Flies
(Hook)
(2nd Part)
I hear some Mary J.
:turn it up, turn it up:
I know you diggin Faith
:turn it up, turn it up:
Don't Alicia got it goin' on
:turn it up, turn it up:
All you gotta do is say J
:turn it up:
(Johnta)
Now i'm grown girl
and i hit you with a dick one time
you'll be gone girl
Let's get it on girl
we'll let the Marvin** play
while J do it all night long girl
I'm in the zone girl
turn up your radio
and I guarantee that you'll hear one of my songs girl
I write hits, gotta crib witta elevator in it
aint drop 1 single of my own girl
Well back to the groove
Fill the patron more
baby you want more
and im built to last
slow motion or fast
we'll have a blast
get spot you aint even know you had
Now here's an idea
we ain't waitin for the crib
pull over the 550
lets do it right here
and it seemen like a Dope Fiend need a little more in love so Baby turn it up
(Hook)
(3rd Part)
One time for Jagged Edge
:turn it up, turn it up:
And girl I know you like 112
:turn it up, turn it up:
And Luther is the best
:turn it up, turn it up:
So all you gotta do is say J
:turn it up:
Turn it up....
Falling In Love With Love (Frances Langford)
Falling In Love With Love Andy Williams Words by Lorenz Hart and Music by Richard Rodgers
introduced by Muriel Angelus in the 1938 musical "The Boys From Syracuse" A # 18 hit for Frances Langford in 1939
Falling in love with love is falling for make-believe Falling in love with love is playing the fool Caring too much is such a juvenile fancy Learning to trust is just for children in school
I fell in love with love one night when the moon was full I was unwise with eyes unable to see I fell in love with love, with love everlasting But love fell out with me
Oh, I fell in love with love one night when the moon was full I was unwise with eyes unable to see I fell in love with love, with love everlasting But love fell out with me
Transcribed by Ronald E. Hontz ronhontz@worldnet.att.net
Juggalo Anthem (Blaze Ya Dead Homie)
feat. Insane Clown Posse
(Violent J)
Killas kick the anthem like this
Juggalos up in this bitch, up in this bitch
Killas kick the anthem like this
Juggalos up in this biiiitch, blaze
(Blaze Ya Dead Homie)
G's up, ridin' from the cradle to the casket
And beyond, recognize thug shit
Poundin' out the trunk bitch
Runnin' wit' a mother f**kin' hatchet
you haters, you suck dick was a thug, became a G
B to the L to the A, Z, E, still dead
Still don't give a f**k (give a f**k)
Sportin' all black kahkis with the mother f**kin' cuffs up
Smokin' Hella trees, tryin' to make a couple G's
So a thug can get back on his feet
Mean muggin', steady thuggin'
And I'm tryin' to find the hoodrat's all about f**kin'
Still loked out
All my dawgs from the past, dead or smoked out
Still tryin' to come up on a lick for a phat**ride
So I can drop the top, and parlay through the east side
Chorus(Monoxide Child)
Niggas kick the anthem like this
Juggalos up in this bitch, up in this bitch! x 4
(Blaze)
Bitches freeze, you aint a thug or a G or a banga'
You's a studio gangsta
You aint about shit, scared to pull the trigga'
That's what we call, a real bitch nigga' (bitch nigga')
Sneekin' through the hood, throwin' up a set
Hangin' out the window, yellin' idol threats
Check this out, I'm a check your chin
Close your mouth, 'fore I put the barrel in
Dumpin' clips in yo**is what I'm all about
Straight G from the clique on a paper route
Still slappin' off fake bitches with the Louiville
Beat a nigga' to the pavement, another bitch killed
Chorus(Monoxide Child)
(Jaime Madrox)
This is the battle for the planets
We bring the thunder, givin' half the advantage
F**k a style and a status
Half of y'all hummin' off a half**deal
And got the nerve to tell a mother f**ker 'keep it real'
We see through y'all fools, like cellophane on the square pack
You bite our shit, you can keep it, we don't want it back
We don't give a f**k, east side for life
And if you aint got heart, don't expect to have your shit tight
There aint no room for the hoe-hearted
We give a f**k where you at, or who you wit', or how you got started
F**k you and everybody in yo clique
If you don't run wit' a hatchet, or claim the Psychopathic
I aint got time, to say no names
It's only 8 rhymes, no holla', we been in the game
Besides f**k it, no speakin your name
You're just a bitch in the game
And y'all niggas gone' always be the same
Chorus x8
*Hammer slide*
Bandolero (Jaime De Candie)
Es un bandolero y si toca la guitarra no lo hace por dinero
ayy na nai na na na
ayy na nai na na na
ayy na nai na na na
Bandolero bandolero too el mundo te quiere a ti
Bandolero bandolero por que el mundo te ha hecho asi
Los bolsillos siempre llenos de billetes
Generoso y chulo a mas no poder
Es un bandolero y si toca la guitarra no lo hace por dinero
ayy na nai na na na
ayy na nai na na na
ayy na nai na na na
Bandolero bandolero too el mundo te quiere a ti
Bandolero bandolero por que el mundo te ha hecho asi
Too el mundo se lleva lo que se merece
Mal reconocer merece todo a ti
Es un bandolero y si toca la guitarra no lo hace por dinero
Bandolero bandolero too el mundo te quiere a ti
Bandolero bandolero por que el mundo te ha hecho asi
Los bolsillos siempre llenos de billetes
Generoso y chulo a mas no poder
Es un bandolero y si toca la guitarra no lo hace por dinero
Jamie (Dashboard Confessional)
Jamie
What you doin now
What you doin now girl
Please, please tell me
Cuz I need to
I need to know now
When I was down
Came to me
And promised to always be
By my side
Now you're gone
And I'm waiting patiently
Jamie
I want you to know
Jamie oh Jamie
I'm so glad your mine (so glad you're mine)
We'll together a long time
Jamie
What you doin now
I'm dialin your car phone
So please, please be true
You know that I trust you
To that which you must do
When I was down
Came to me
And promised to always be
By my side
Now you're gone
And I'm waiting patiently
Jamie
I want you to know
Jamie oh Jamie
I'm so glad you're mine (so glad you're mine)
We'll be together a long time
You've got the beach boys
You're friends got the stones (they've got the stones)
But I know you won't leave me alone
Sometimes it seems
You're not with me
It hurts me so much
It hurts me so much
Sometimes it seems
You're not with me
It hurts me so much
It hurts me so much
You are the most
You're so bad
You're so fresh and I'm so glad
I am yours you are mine
Show me where and I will sign
When I was down
Came to me
And promised you'd always be
By my side
Now you're gone
And I'm waiting, waiting
Jamie oh Jaime
I'm so glad your mine (so glad you're mine)
We'll be together a long time
Jaime believe me
I won't let you down
Cuz you are the best lawyer in town
Sometimes it seems you're not with me
It hurts me so much
It hurts me so much
Sometimes I seems you're not with me
It hurts me so much (4x)
Walking In Memphis (Lonestar)
Put on my blue suede shoes
And I boarded the plane
Touched down in the land of the Delta Blues
In the middle of the pouring rain
W.C. Handy - won't you look down over me
Cause I got a first-class ticket
And I'm as blue as a boy can be
Walking in Memphis
Walking with my feet ten feet off of Beale
Walking in Memphis
But do I really feel the way I feel
Saw the ghost of Elvis
On Union Avenue
Followed him up to the gates of Graceland
I watched him walk right through
Now security they did not see him
They just hovered 'round his tomb
There's a pretty little thing
Waiting on "The King"
Down in the Jungle Room
Walking in Memphis
Walking with my feet ten feet off of Beale
Walking in Memphis
Do I really feel the way I feel
They've got catfish on the table
They've got gospel in the air
And Reverend Green be glad to see you
When you haven't got a prayer
You've got a prayer in Memphis
Now Muriel plays the piano
Every Friday at the Hollywood
And they brought me down to see her
And they asked me if I would
Do a little number
And I sang with all my might
She said
"Tell me are you a Christain"
I said "Ma'am I am tonight"
Walking in Memphis
Walking with my feet ten feet off of Beale
Walking in Memphis
But do I really feel the way I feel
Walking in Memphis
Walking with my feet ten feet off of Beale
Walking in Memphis
But do I really feel the way I feel
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