Duffle bag on my shoulder, ticket in my hand
I've got a guitar on my back
Headed west to a promise of a future
Smoky clouds predict my fate, of fortune and uncertainty
Not sure how the road's gonna ride
Leavin' you behind and it hurts me
The road unwinds carrying me through the night
A flash of headlights in my eyes, and they're breathing down my neck
With my journal in my hand, I'm writing, capturing the essence of the ride
Meeting new friends every hour, sharing advice and stories of life
Everybody's got a tale, so open yourself to the thrill of the moment
You exchange a word and say good bye
Traveling to a new beginning
With out leaving it all behind
The hours fly past on my fossil watch
One stop to another
Mostly writing, rarely talking about the things that I'm hearing
And it often makes me smile
The curiosity overwhelms, until I have fallen to sleep
Then the stories unravel in my mind
I struggle with the reflections. of the fire and the water
I can hear the tick of time
The road unwinds carrying me through the night
A flash of headlights in my eyes, and they're breathing down my neck
With my journal in my hand, I'm writing, capturing the essence of the ride
Meeting new friends every hour, sharing advice and stories of life
Everybody's got a tale, so open yourself to the thrill of the moment
You exchange a word and say good bye
I can feel the heat beatin' down on my bare feet
From the pavement of the yard by the window
I watch that crescent moon rise up
I can see the wind blowing through the fields of wheat
So I check the mailbox and I grab the letter
I see that you finally found me
Then happiness fills my soul till I realize
I'm dreaming, this is not reality
The road unwinds carrying me through the night
A flash of headlights in my eyes, and they're breathing down my neck
With my journal in my hand, I'm writing, capturing the essence of the ride
Meeting new friends every hour, sharing advice and stories of life
Everybody's got a tale, so open yourself to the thrill of the moment
You exchange a word and say good bye
Come Original (311)
Come original
You got to
You got to
Chorus:
You got to come original, you got to come original
All entertainers come original
You got to come original you got to come original
All entertainers
Hear why
To come original it ain't nothin' strange
You got to represent you got come full range
Full range of emotion full range of styles
When you come to town you'll have them
Comin' for miles
Chorus
Black Eyed Peas they comin' full range and
NOFX they comin' full range and
Roni Size he's comin' full range
The one Mr. Vegas you know it ain't easy
A warning to the crews out there who think they're hot
If you're not original rockers you will get shot
Down by the kids neglectin' your art, the stuff you did
Eventually it get so bad puts you to bed
Cuz when the lightning flashes sweet electricity
All the world then stands revealed with the clarity
Of raw voltage, briefly we see and the hope is
You'll be able to tell just what dope is
Chorus
Funk slap bass mixed with the dancehall and
Hip-hop beats and punk guitar and
Deadly on the mic is the one SA
The name is 311 and you know it ain't easy
This is not a test there's no time to mope
How you gonna cope with radioactive isotope
And boss dj illness upon you now quickly
Infecting you fast upon the airwaves
This message brought to you by the so large system
Activate and attune yourself with meditation
And green plants they've got mad life they're sentient
They're beautiful as you and they like to dance
Everything we do we gotta come original
Put your hand up in the air and prepare for battle
Sit upon the rhythm like a tire upon a rim
We do it non-stop and then we do it again
Some a them whine and some a them bitch
They can not do it never switch
Comin' up from the heart and
Delivered with a wild pitch
Sit up on top the rhythm like a wild stallion
This is the ruling system
Come original you got to come original
All entertainers come original
You got to come original you got to come original
All entertainers come original
You got to come original you got to come original
All entertainers come original
You got to come original you got to come original
All entertainers
Come original
It Doesn't Matter (Crush 40)
Well I don't show off, don't criticize
I'm just livin' by my own feelings
And I won't give in, won't compromise
'Cause I just only have a steadfast heart of gold
I don't know why, I can't leave though it might be tough
But I ain't out of control, just livin' by my word
Don't ask me why, I don't need a reason
I've got my way, my own way
It doesn't matter now what happens I will never give up the fight
Long as the voice inside drives me to run and fight
It doesn't matter who is wrong or who is right
Well I don't look back, I don't need to
Time won't wait and I got so much to do
Where do I stop, now it's all a blur and so unclear
Well I don't know but I can't be wrong
It doesn't matter now what happens I will never give up the fight
Long as the voice inside drives me to run and fight
Place all your bets on what you think is right
Guitar Solo
It doesn't matter now what happens I will never give up the fight
Long as the voice inside drives me to run and fight
It doesn't matter who is wrong or who is right
Into The Wind (Crush 40)
If you wanna make it, you've gotta give'em all
Lay it all on the line
You wonder why good things never come easy
Don't stop for anything
Don't give up, keep the fire, keep the faith
You life is in your hands
Don't you think that it's time you take a chance
'Cause you're gonna have to face it
Start you up, down the road you go
Hang on to your dreams, yeah
Crusin' down to the paradise
Turn the car into the wind, yeah
You've got to fight to keep sight of your dreams
Keep your hands on the wheel
Don't give in, you have the strength to get over
You better stand up
There's a light still shining on you
Fair wind is blowin' to your way
Start you up, down the road you go
Hang on to your dreams, yeah
Crusin' down to the paradise
Turn the car into the wind, yeah
Into the wind
Guitar Solo
You're much too serious
Let's steal away, blow your mind
That's an easy thing to say
You must take a step
Start you up, down the road you go
Hang on to your dreams, yeah
Crusin' down to the paradise
Turn the car into the wind, yeah
Crusin' down to the paradise
Turn the car into the wind, yeah
Revvin' Up (Crush 40)
Well, at last time has come
Sundays, weekend
It's our turn and let's go
Got weary of waiting for
Let's drive at full speed
It's the thrill of the feel
Get it up loud, put it into the right
Dare to cross the line
So hold on tight
Straight to the top
Revvin' up
You can listen to this aggressive howlin' roar
Burnin' up
You can see fire in the night too fast for you
I'm wild at heart
Don't push me over the edge
Don't hold back I can't wait
Fever's runnin' hot
Yeah, I'm nothin' but hell
I'm gonna step across the line
Gettin' through, drivin' mad
It's the thrill of the chase
Follow my heart, where ever it goes
Pick myself up
Get back in it
I can make my day
Revvin' up
You can listen to this aggressive howlin' roar
Burnin' up
You can see fire in the night too fast for you
I'm wild at heart
Don't push me over the edge
Guitar Solo
Revvin' up
You can listen to this aggressive howlin' roar
Burnin' up
You can see fire in the night too fast for you
Revvin' up
You can listen to this aggressive howlin' roar
Burnin' up
You can see fire in the night too fast for you
I'm wild at heart
Don't push me over the edge
In The Red (A Global Threat)
We've been good, but I know we can do better
Exactly what's expected right down to the ** letter
If nothing's changed then where's my brain
If there's no reaction, we're bored again
Time to turn the volume up
More than before for those corrupt
In the red
Just look at your alternatives
We're not some ** group for hire
And we wouldn't sing flat if we were really a choir
What's to gain by what we're playing?
Unless it's watered down it's not accepted by the mainstream
Loud and fast
Got no money
Couldn't care less
Play it louder
I don't like the **in' scene
You say it's part machine
He thinks it's too nice or too clean
They just want to be the stars
Make money with guitars
Why would they accept anything less?
We don't try to relate
With the consumer's taste
I couldn't think straight
If we were Green Day
So we'll play loud instead
Till the meter's in the red
We'll lose our **in' heads
'Cause this is not dead
The Ballad Of Arlis Richards (Big Tent Revival)
Arlis Richards was a man
Who lived among the blacks
Was a cross town walker
With a guitar on his back
Barley educated
Couldn't write his name
When he played his guitar
Everybody sang
(chorus)
I have been set free
Pain and mysery
No longer follow me
I know Jesus
Just outside of Memphis
Back in 52
Arlis was a ramblin
The way that he would do
Playing on his guitar
Sitting in the shade
People came to listen
To the music that he made
(chorus)
Some folks walked on by
When they saw the color of his skin
Others stayed and cried
When they saw the man within
When his song was over
Arlis went his way
Some folks say revival
Started that day
(chorus)(2x)
..And he knows me
End Of The Day (Lucy Kaplansky)
I used to hear him sing in a Bleecker Street bar
On that tiny stage with a borrowed guitar
His voice cut through like a speeding car
Tearing through the deals of the brokers at the bar
Then he sold everything for a Wall Street wage
A rich man's money is a rich man's cage
Pockets full of gold and a dead man's face
There was life in those eyes, now there's not a trace
Chorus:
How much did it cost you
How much did you pay
And are you sorry at the end of the day
Are you sorry at the end of the day
She used to be a friend and a wife and a daughter
Now she's walked on everybody like she's walking on water
She'll kiss you on the mouth while she takes what you give her
Better turn the other cheek when she walks away forever
'Cause you're just another rung on the ladder to the top
And once she started climbing she couldn't ever stop
With her entourage around her she sits on her throne
But she's the queen of nothing now, she's sitting all alone
Chorus
And you found out what you wanted
Well it isn't what you need
And you curse this train you're riding
You curse it but you never leave
Well there's a way, there's a way
chorus
I used to hear him sing in a Bleecker Street bar
On that tiny stage with a borrowed guitar
His voice cutting through like a speeding car
Tearing through the deals of the brokers at the bar
Tearing through the deals of the brokers at the bar
Tennessee Flat Top Box (Roseanne Cash)
In a little caberet
In a south texas boarder town
Sat a boy and his guitar
And the people came from all around
And all the girls
From there to Austin
Were slippin' away from home
And puttin' jewlery in hock to take the trip
To go and listen
To the little dark-haired boy who played the
Tennessee flat top box
And he would play
Well he couldn't ride or wrangle
And he never cared to make it dime
But give him his guitar
And he'd be happy all the time
And all the girls
From nine to ninety
Were snappin' fingers
Tappin' toes
And beggin' him don't stop
And hypnotized
And fasinated
By the little dark-haired boy who played the
Tennessee flat top box
And he would play
Then one day he was gone
And no one ever saw him 'round
He vanished like the breeze
They forgot him in the little town
But all the girls
Still dreamed about him
And hung around
The caberet until the doors were locked
And then one day
On the hit parade
Was a little dark-haired boy who played the
Tennessee flat top box
And he would play
The Cheetah Girls Theme (The Cheetah Girls)
Theres a time when we all choose
To either quit or follow through
To just lose faith
Or trust your heart
To somehow lead you through the dark
You're not the only one who's dreamin'
And who needs help to carry on
We might get lonely but we're not alone
[Guitar Solo Intro]
Cause we are sisters
We stand together
We make up one big family though we dont look the same
Our spots are different
Different colors
We make each other stronger
That ain't ever gonna change
We're Cheetah Girls, Cheetah Sisters
Gotta do what we gotta do
Got the brains, got the power and we speak the truth
We're from everywhere around the world
So ya best respect The Cheetah Girls
Dancin, singin from our birth
Workin hard for what we deserve
Trying not to break the rules
Cause mama didnt raise no fools
It may seem we're only dreamin
And we need help to carry on
It's good to know we're not alone
Cause we are sisters (sisters)
We stand together (together)
We make up one big family though we dont look the same
Our spots are different (different)
Different colors (different colors)
We make each other stronger
That ain't ever gonna change
Believe it mister
We're Cheetah Girls, Cheetah Sisters
Someone's always there behind
To catch us if we fall
Cause we are sisters (sisters)
We stand together (whoa)
We make up one big family though we dont look the same
Our spots are different (different)
Different colors (different colors)
We make each other stronger
That ain't ever gonna change
Believe it mister (mister)
We're Cheetah Girls, Cheetah Sisters
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