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Truth Be Told (Megadeth)

This is the first tale of death in the world
When Cain struck down Abel, a family broken
Since then mankind's dominated his own kind
To insult and injure,
There's no such thing as peace
Till death do us part, till the last
Truth be told - Sin lies at the doorway
Truth be told - Hell's open for business now
Truth be told - The soil cries out for revenge
Truth be told - And death is upon the ground
All around
The battle ain't over without spoils of war
Just cause it is written does not make it so
When you dance with the devil
Wait till the songs over
I ask myself “how bad do I want you to live?”
My anger is near, till the last
Truth be told - Sin lies at the doorway
Truth be told - Hell's open for business now
Truth be told - The soil cries out for revenge
Truth be told - And death is upon the ground
All around
Tribulation strikes and we're hit hard
Still you just go on your way
Head in the sand, ignoring the rain
Just like the flood in Noah's day
In his day
Can't punish those ruining the earth
It's suicide to some degree
Because we are all guilty, guilty as sin
There will be no peace, never for you and for me
Before al Qaeda and Bin Laden
Long before Hitler and Hussein
Ever since the first murder was committed
The verdict's always been the same
The cursed future just repeats the past
There's hell to pay and stones to cast
So, there will be no peace, never be peace
Till the last truth be told by you and me

i dont wanna hurt you (prince johnny feat d nice)

i just wanna kiss you bb i just wanna hug you lady you are the one that bless my heart i dont't wanna hurt you my love i just wanna kiss you bb i just wanna hug you lady you are the one that bless my heart i dont't wanna hurt you my love D NICE love is one only thing that's you can't ever touch the way you give me your tongue baby you make me blush when i looking into your eyes hun you can see i'm fallin love yeah! yeah! lanmou ke'm gen pou ou son lanmou enkomprab chak jou lide'm sou ou viv san ou m'pa kwè m'ap kapab se ou ki tout pou mwen e se ou ki bay viv sans se ou ki gen kontwòl mwen e poumwen son rekompans BONDYE ka banm bèl ti madanm bote tout fanm marye avè'w depi lontan se sa'm te genyen kòm planm wè sim ta blese'w bb m' pap t'ap gen padon BONDYE m'ap toujou nan pye'w ou se sèl sen m' ka adore ou se sèl fanm ki plase nan vi'm tou avè'w mwen janm m' ka fè avni'm tou m'pa kwè lòt jan m'ka toumante lespri'm tou sa se love queen san lajan ou paka achte (REF)---PRINCE JOHNNY i just wanna kiss you bb i just wanna hug you lady you are the one that bless my heart i dont't wanna hurt you my love i just wanna kiss you bb i just wanna hug you lady you are the one that bless my heart i dont't wanna hurt you my love & D NICE pa gen etap , ki pèse nan vi'm sou pa, sou lage nan vi'm se tach ou,ki rete nan vi'm sa se kè'm m'ap ba'w ou dwe kwè m'avè'w pou pa koute les ennemi(es) n'ap blow formul kise ban'm m'ap ba'w tout se louvri kò'w drog pa'm nan baby gen lè, se lè mwen fin goute'w grog pa'm nan swetty se nan gòj mwen m'ap mezire'w han! ou se baton vyeyès mwen bèl déesse mwen bèl nègès mwen pou tout tan m'ap viv se ou pou ki kontwole, tansyon tès mwen fò'w gen rezon des saisons lady pou di'm ke w'ale pap janm gen saison ni rezon avè'w destine'm trase sa se sweet love pou sa'm pap janm pòv pou ou'm dwe plis chòv i don't wanna hurt you baby girl what s'up the way you touch me lady you break my heart han! baby you break my heat (REF)---PRINCE JOHNNY i just wanna kiss you bb i just wanna hug you lady you are the one that bless my heart i dont't wanna hurt you my love i just wanna kiss you bb i just wanna hug you lady you are the one that bless my heart i dont't wanna hurt you my love i just wanna hug you i don't wanna hurt you i'm ready got no time, for stories can i be the one, you calling funny funny and i hope you understand pregnant my heat with by kissing my baby i just wanna kiss you i just wanna kiss you i just wanna kiss you bb i just wanna hug you lady you are the one that bless my heart i dont't wanna hurt you my love i just wanna kiss you bb i just wanna hug you lady you are the one that bless my heart i dont't wanna hurt you my love ou prince johnny yeah man d nice all ladies know yeah that's love that's love T.R.F

The Highwayman (Loreena McKennitt)

The wind was a torrent of darkness
among the ghastly trees
the moon was a ghostly galleon
tossed upon the cloudy seas
The road was a ribbon of moonlight
over the purple moor
when the highwayman came riding,
riding, riding,
the highwayman came riding
up to the old inn door.

He'd a french cocked hat at his forehead
a bunch of lace at his chin
a coat of claret velvet
and breeches of brown doe-skin
They fitted with nary a wrinkle
his boots were up to the thigh
and he rode with a jeweled twinkle
his pistol butts a-twinkle
his rapier hilt a-twinkle
under the jeweled sky.

And over cobbles he clattered
and clashed in the dark inn-yard
and he tapped with his whip on the shutters
but all was locked and barred
He whistled a tune to the window
and who should be waiting there
but the landlord's black-eyed daughter
Bess, the landlord's daughter
plaiting a dark red love knot
into her long black hair.

"One kiss my bonny sweetheart,
I'm after a prize tonight
But I should be back with the yellow gold
before the morning light
Yet if they press me sharply
and harry me through the day
Then look for me by the moonlight,
watch for me by the moonlight
I'll come to thee by the moonlight
though hell should bar the way."

He rose up right in the stirrups
he scarce could reach her hand
But she loosened her hair in the casement
his face burned like a brand
As a black cascade of purfume
came tumbling over his breast
And he kissed its waves in the moonlight
oh, sweet waves in the moonlight
He tugged at his rein in the moonlight
and galloped away to the west.

He did not come at the dawning
he did not come at noon
and out of the tawny sunset
before the rise of the moon
When the road was a gypsy's ribbon
looping the purple moor
a redcoat troop came marching
marching, marching,
King George's men came marching
up to the old inn door.

They said no word to the landlord
they drank his ale instead
but they gagged his daughter and bound her
to the foot of her narrow bed
Two of them knelt at the casement
with muskets at their side
There was death at every window
Hell at one dark window
for Bess could see through the casement
the road that he would ride.

They had tied her up to attention
with many a sniggering jest
They had bound a musket beside her
with the barrel beneath her breast
"Now keep good watch" and they kissed her
she heard the dead man say
"Look for me by the moonlight
watch for me by the moonlight
I'll come to thee by the moonlight
though hell should bar the way."

She twisted her hands behind her
but all the knots held good!
but she writhed her hands 'til her fingers
were wet with sweat or blood
They stretched and strained in the darkness
and the hours crawled by like years
till now on the stroke of midnight
Cold on the stroke of midnight
the tip of her finger touched it
the trigger at least was hers.

Tot-a-lot, tot-a-lot had they heard it?
The horse's hooves rang clear
Tot-a-lot, tot-a-lot in the distance
were they deaf they did not hear?
Down the ribbon of moonlight
over the brow of the hill
The highwayman came riding,
riding, riding,
The redcoats looked to their priming
she stood up straight and still.

Tot-a-lot in the frosty silence
Tot-a-lot in the echoing night
nearer he came and nearer
her face was like a light
Her eyes grew wide for a moment
she drew a last deep breath
Then her finger moved in the moonlight
her musket shattered the moonlight
shattered her breast in the moonlight
and warned him with her death.

He turned, he spurred to the west
he did not know she stood
bowed with her head o'er musket
drenched with her own red blood
Not till the dawn he heard it
his face grew grey to hear
how Bess the landlord's daughter
the landlord's black-eyed daughter
Had watched for her love in the moonlight,
and died in the darkness there.

And back he spurred like a madman
shrieking a curse to the sky!
With the white road smoking behind him
and his rapier brandished high!
Blood-red were the spurs in the golden noon
wine-red was his velvet coat
When they shot him down in the highway
down like a dog on the highway
And he lay in his blood in the highway
with a bunch of lace at his throat.

Still on a winter's night they say
when the wind is in the trees
When the moon is a ghostly galleon
tossed upon the cloudy seas
When the road is a ribbon of moonlight
over the purple moor
a highwayman comes riding,
riding, riding,
a highwayman comes riding
up to the old inn door.

~Lyrics are an adaptation of the old english poem 'The Highwayman'

Mr. Innocent (Morten Abel)

I write to you this letter and you’ll get it in the mail
I hope that you’re not tired of my letters sent from jail
Spent twenty years in prison for a crime I did not do
But no one do believe that I am innocent, but you
I’ve never hurt nobody
And that’s the truth I swear
Someone says they saw me on the scene
But I wasn’t even near
An officer was shot to death
By machine gun fire
It’s almost twenty years ago
And they still call me a liar
This is a nightmare it really is
I just hope down the line that there is some justice
Help me God if you are up there
I really didn’t shoot that guy I swear
The judge and the jury, they didn’t even look at me
I didn’t have a lawyer, no defence, see?
Let them all feel the wrath of your power
I pay with my young life, cos
They are cowards
They are cowards
So I write to you my darling
So that you can bring it on
And prove to them my innocence
After I’m gone
Only before God can I confess without shame
A killer is out there in the streets
And I got all the blame
Can I trust you to see that these words
Is written on my stone
Don’t bother with my name
Because I rather be unknown
”Here lies Mr. Innocent who never shed a tear”
You wanted his young life, now enjoy your dinner
la la la la la la la la la la
Thank you and goodnight people of the land
The system failed for an innocent man
I was 14 not yet been with a woman
Now I’m 34 and I still haven’t been with one
To my mum and dad I brought a lot of pain
They didn’t want me to carry their name
Now I’m just a number, a number in chains

If The World Had A Front Porch (Tracy Lawrence)

It was where my Mama sat on that old swing with her crochet
It was where Granddaddy taught me how to cuss and how to pray
It was where we made our own ice cream those sultry summer nights
where the bulldog had her puppies,and us brothers had our fights
There were many nights I'd sit right there and look out at the stars
To the sound of a distant whippoorwill or the hum of a passing car
It was where I first got up the nerve to steal me my first kiss
and it was where i learned to play guitar and pray I had the gift
(Chorus)
If the world had a front porch like we did back then
we'd still have our problems but we'd all be friends
Treating your neighbor like he's your next of kin
Wouldn't be gone like the wind
If the World had a front porch, like we did back then
___
Purple hulls and pintos, I've shelled more than my share
As lightening bugs and crickets danced in the evening air
And like a beacon that old yellow bulb, it always led me home
Somehow Mama always knew just when to leave it on
(Repeat Chorus)
Treating your neighbor like he's your next of kin
Wouldn't be gone with the wind
If the World had a Front Porch, like we did back then

Winda Do Nieba (2+1)

Mój piękny panie raz zobaczony w technicolorze
Piszę do pana ostatni list
Już mi lusterko z tym pana zdjęcie też nie pomoże
Pora mi dzisiaj do ślubu iść

Mój piękny panie ja go nie kocham, taka jest prawda
Pan główną rolę gra w każdym śnie
Ale dziewczyna przez świat nie może iść całkiem sama
Życie jest życiem pan przecież wie

Już mi niosą suknię z welonem
Już Cyganie czekają z muzyką
Koń do taktu zamiata ogonem
Mendellsohnem stukają kopyta

Jeszcze ryżem sypną na szczęście
Gości tłum coś fałszywie odśpiewa
Złoty krążek mi wcisną na rękę
powiozą mnie windą do nieba | x3

Mój piękny panie z tego wszystkiego nie mogłam zasnąć
Więc nie mógł mi się pan przyśnić dziś
I tak odchodzę bez pożegnania jakby znienacka
Ktoś między nami zatrzasnął drzwi

Już mi niosą suknię z welonem...

House On Fire (Morten Abel)

The wind blows right through my house cos it’s so old
The three long Winter months can really get cold
It was built by the local baker man
In the good old days
Thin walls that walks and talks to the night
Rattling and whistling and telling lies
When it’s laughing it is shaking the ground
Like the whole thing is gonna come down
Got electricity and light and water running
It’s all working with me and my girl
Some things needs fixing but nothing serious
Got nowhere to park so we don’t own a car
So we never go that far
If I had a lighter I would put the house on fire
You’d see the flames for a hundred miles
It would light up the good neighbourhood
You could see it from the moon
You could see it from the moon
We could stand and watch the firemen
Putting it out
It’s all working, firemen comes
And puts it out so we still have a house
For criminals we got, cops who get them cuffed
Sometimes it can get rough
For criminals we got, cops who get them cuffed
Sometimes it can get rough

Don't Forget Me (Morten Abel)


I fell in love
We started dating
At first it was frightening
I wished it could go away

I knocked down your door
Intimidating
We started off flirting
But ended up hating

Don't forget me
Just let time decide
Let the ocean drain and...
all the stars fall down

We both know the story
And how it's ending
It's been good to know you baby
But we never speak again

When you're in Rome
Do as the Romans
I was just relating
to what everyone else were saying

Started so well
I will be pretending
That nothing is missing

SOME GIRLS ARE BIGGER THAN OTHERS (The Smiths)

From the ice-age to the dole-age
There is but one concern
I have just discovered :

Some girls are bigger than others
Some girls are bigger than others
Some girl's mothers are bigger than
Other girl's mothers


Some girls are bigger than others
Some girls are bigger than others
Some girl's mothers are bigger than
Other girl's mothers


As Anthony said to Cleopatra
As he opened a crate of ale :


Oh, I say :
Some girls are bigger than others
Some girls are bigger than others
Some girl's mothers are bigger than
Other girl's mothers


Some girls are bigger than others
Some girls are bigger than others
Some girl's mothers are bigger than
Other girl's mothers


Send me the pillow ...
The one that you dream on ...
Send me the pillow ...
The one that you dream on ...
And I'll send you mine

Million Dollar Spot (E 40)




[Featuring 2Pac B Legit]
Righteous people be knowin what I be doin is protect my peoples
million dollar spot
Uhh that's right uhh my million dollar spot
My million dollar spot (beyatch) my million dollar spot
My million dollar spot on the block bring it hot (beyatch)
On the spot my million dollar spot uhh
Verse One: E 40
Major loot seriously niggaz don't wanna dispute
Mysteriously a nigga die when you play this game and ain't know the
time
I suck the life out your**by pushin mute
Shit can get stanky like a poot (like a poot)
I got dog poop crank yes I pollute
Leave the whole block fully unrecouped
I'm like a record company, givin out advancements
Get my money back, by any circumstances
My million dollar spot, not to mention
Drive through service, Church's chicken
A bu-a-bucket full of acid by the do'
Just in case I gotta throw away my yole
Bars around the house, bars around the window
Dope around the corner, broken down Pinto
You can tell who got the mail who got the biggest chops
My million dollar spot... beyatch!
Chorus: 2Pac (with singing in background)
I can take a chance, I could live in cans
Bring it on the block, my million dollar spot
Haha, my million dollar spot bigger
I can take a chance, I could live in cans
Get my mother**in cash on
You know how we do it out here in California, beatch!
Bring it on the block, my million dollar spot
Verse Two: 2Pac
It was, more than just a dream for me
To be the King it seems I need a killer team to get the green for me
Hit the scene clean in my Chevy, now I'm ready for trouble
Count my rocks, set up shop, collect my fetti and bubble
Faded visions of me as a timer
though marijuana clouds my vision I'm still watch for drama, ha-ha
They got me crossed tryin to be the boss, no one can stop us
Niggaz dream of six figures, handle our business in choppers
Feds can't comprehend my ghetto slang, so I evade
and plot and plan a life of better thangs, all about my chedder main
Help me if I fall, can I ball for life
A half a key in my drawers, bein cautious like
I wanna rise keep my eyes open
Witness mother**ers die with they eyes open, my niggaz rise smokin
any busta bitch tryin to stop my wish
To have a million dollar spot gettin riches, nigga
Chorus: 2Pac (singing in background)
I can take a chance, I could live in cans
In my million dollar spot
Bring it on the block, million dollar spot
Get your money nigga! ** the cops, in my million dollar spot
I can take a chance, I could live in cans
We got rocks, coke and hops, in my million dollar spot
Gimme all your mother**in money all money good money
Bring it on the block, million dollar spot
Hear me, get money nigga!
Verse Three: B-Legit
Nuttin but the mother**in hog in me
Hit the Hillside trapped with thirty-six O-Z's
Serve nothin but doves, no twat no love
Now nigga don't make me get these burner gloves
I got the whole block jumpin like the Mardi Gras
Nothin but a dope fiend party y'all
I'm lovin this game, it's my favorite sport
Come short get burnt with the Newport
I'm in the four-oh, and 'Pac came to see me
Smobbin in a nine-six drop rose Bentley, shit be
caution for these niggaz on the ocean
A sip of the potion now your nigga be in motion
Bossin hopin fede-ral thieves don't raid
Catch me with a glock and a box of grenades
I'm tryin to get paid, all about my lucci
Now bitch put this mother**in key in your coochie
Outro: E-40
Mother**ers hoe hard!
Ya understand that? Mother**ers hoe hard!
We got shit jumpin off on every spot
We got crank methamphetamines
Dope for**to get yo' cash, mother**er
We got big pimpin, ya understand
We got solicitin, ya know
We got all kind of shit, prostitution
It don't stop
Mother**er tryin to just get his cash on the mother**in
million dollar spot, BEYATCH!
I can take a chance, I could live in cans
That's right, my million dollar spot
Bring it on the block, my million dollar spot
Uhh, for ya knot, my million dollar spot
I can take a chance, I could live in cans
My million dollar spot, my million dollar spot
Bring it on the block, my million dollar spot
Righteous people know what I be doin be protectin my peoples
million dollar spot, my million dollar spot BEYATCH!


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