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Mississippi Blues

Oh thou Mississippi many you have seen
Oh thou Mississippi good friends we have been
Oh you know my yearning burned in my hod
And you know my sadness when we pod
 
Oh thou Mississippi rowing through the sea
Oh thou Mississippi way down carrying me
Take away my sorrows make me gey and strong
Oh the time of weeping was too long
 

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Spune-mi ceva

În noaptea despărţirii dintre noi,
Copacii cad pe drum din doi în doi,
În ochi mă bate viscolul câinesc
Şi am venit să-ţi spun că te iubesc.
 
Probabil drumul meu va duce-n iad.
Mă-mpiedic de o lacrimă şi cad
Şi iar adorm, şi iar mi-e dat un vis:
Că biata cifră doi s-a sinucis.
 
Refren:(x2)
Dacă-am să te chem,
Dă-mi măcar un semn,
Fie şi-un blestem
Din partea ta.
Totuşi nu ştiu cum,
Pentru-atâta drum
Ce-a-nceput acum,
Spune-mi ceva, spune-mi ceva!
 
Şi de atâta viscol vestitor
Nu ochii mei, ci ochii tăi mă dor.
Ce tineri am intrat şi cu ce rost
Şi ce bătrâni ieşim din tot ce-a fost.
 
Nici aripile zboruri nu mai pot,
E numai despărţire peste tot
Şi se aude că va fi mai greu,
De când vom fi departe tu şi eu.
 
Refren (x2)
 
Dar nu pentru a-ţi spune că e rău
Am dat cu bulgări mari în geamul tău,
Ci ca să ştii, în viscolul câinesc,
Că plec şi mor şi plâng şi te iubesc.
 
Şi vreau să-ţi dau cu acte înapoi
Dezastrul împărţirilor la doi,
Ca să-nţelegi şi tu ce-i cuplul frânt
Şi cum e să fii singur pe pământ.
 
Refren (x2)
 
Spune-mi ceva, spune-mi ceva...
Spune-mi ceva, spune-mi ceva...
 

Murder She Wrote

[Intro: Chaka Demus]
Now this one dedicated to the girls them with the angel face and the devil heart
You know say Ragamuffin Chaka Demus and youth called Pliers
Come to deal with the case
Step up my youth, Hear this!
 
[Hook 1: Pliers]
I know this little girl, her name is Maxine
Her beauty is like a bunch of rose
If I ever tell you about Maxine
You only say I don't know what I know (but)
Murder she wrote (for real, for real)
Murder she wrote
Murder she wrote
Murder she wrote
 
[Hook 2: Chaka Demus]
Watch ya now, it name
Ah pretty face and bad character
Them there kind of livin' can't hold Chaka (follow me!)
Ah pretty face and bad character
Them there kind of livin' can't hold Chaka
Say, gyal you're pretty
Your face, it pretty
But your character dirty
Girl you just act too flirty flirty
You run to Tom, Dick, an also Harry
An when you find your mistake
You talk 'bout you're sorry, sorry, sorry (Come now!)
 
[Verse 1: Pliers]
Have her cruise the corner where she jooks an where she jam
She know about Lou, Crack an every money man
Make love to the Coolie, Chiney, White Man and Indian
The wickedest kind a girl whey Mr. Pliers buk upon
 
[Hook 1: Pliers]
I know this little girl, her name is Maxine
Her beauty is like a bunch of rose
But If I ever tell you about Maxine
You only say I don't know what I know (but)
Murder she wrote (for real, for real)
Murder she wrote
Murder she wrote
Murder she wrote
 
[Verse 2: Chaka Demus]
Watch here now, stand still
You nah pay me light bill
If you test the ragamuffin
Girl ya goin' get kill
Girl keep 'way
Cause you ah crebbie crebbie
And the lyrics weh me talk, a it mi DJ
Girl come out
Because you nah shack out
And when you hear the Ragamuffin
You haffi jump and shout
Nuh touch me gate
You nah pay my water rate
Because great is great, Great can't underrate
 
[Hook 2: Chaka Demus]
Follow me!
Your pretty face and bad character
Them there kind of livin' can't hold Chaka (follow me!)
Your pretty face and bad character
Them there kind of livin' can't hold Chaka
Say, gyal you're pretty
Your face, it pretty
But your character dirty
Girl you just act too flirty flirty
You run to Tom, Dick, an also Harry
An when you find your mistake
You talk 'bout you're sorry, sorry, sorry (Come now!)
 
[Verse 2: Pliers]
Now every middle of the year this girl go have abortion
For the coolie, White Man, Indian, no seeking an infant
An just the other day me see her six months pregnant
Now she up an switch her girl with another baby in a pram
 
[Hook 1: Pliers]
I know this little girl, her name is Maxine
Her beauty is like a bunch of rose
But If I ever tell you about Maxine
You only say I don't know what I know (but)
Murder she wrote (for real, for real)
Murder she wrote
Murder she wrote
Murder she wrote
 
[Verse 3: Chaka Demus]
Excuse me!
Girl me never know me never know you so you stray
Ragamuffin Chaka Demus come fi flash it same way
Waoh woa (Follow me!)
 
[Hook 2: Chaka Demus]
Watch ya now, it name
Ah pretty face and bad character
Them there kind of livin' can't hold Chaka (follow me!)
Ah pretty face and bad character
Them there kind of livin' can't hold Chaka
Say, gyal you're pretty
Your face, it pretty
But your character dirty
Girl you just act too flirty flirty
You run to Tom, Dick, an also Harry
An when you find your mistake
You talk 'bout you're sorry, sorry, sorry (Come now!)
 
[Verse 4: Chaka Demus]
The girl a pose an' a brag how she look sexy
All she worship is pure vanity
The girl a pose an' a brag how she a look ready
When she wash her clothes it dirty
Girl you no ready if you can't cook for me
Girl you no ready if you can't wash for me
Girl you no ready if you know you're flirty flirty
 
(Follow me!)
Your pretty face and bad character
Them there kind of livin' can't hold Chaka (Follow me now)
(Murder she wrote, Murder she wrote)
Your pretty face and bad character (Murder she wrote, Murder she wrote)
Them there kind of livin' can't (Murder she wrote) hold Chaka
So stand still (Murder she wrote na na na)
You no pay me light bill
An if you tes di ragamuffin (Murder she wrote)
Gal ya gwan get kill
Gal keep 'way
Cause you ah crebbie crebbie
And the limits to me talk of if me DJ
Girl come out Because you nah shack out
Now when you hear the ragamuffin
You haffi jump and shout
Now touch me gate
You now pay my water rate
Because great is great, Great can't underrate (Come down)
 
[Hook 1: Pliers]
I know this little girl, her name is Maxine
Her beauty is like a bunch of rose
But If I ever tell you about Maxine
You only say I don't know what I know
 

It's not too late

I stand alone I'm just a face in the crowd
I get lonely if the truth be said
Sometimes I want to cry out loud
But I try to understand instead
 
I wish I had the strength inside to walk right up to you
I wouldn't have to hide behind those doubts I know are true
 
(chorus)
It's not too late to fall in love
Accept your fate
I'm the one you're thinking of
It's not too late so don't run away
I need you too, but it's hard for me
So hard for me to say
 
So I listen for the perfect moment
To rush to you, but my heart's too slow
Everybody here can see me stumble
Better wait until the lights get low
 
I wish I had the strength inside to walk right up to you
I wouldn't have to hide behind those doubts I know are true
 
(chorus)
 
But it's hard for me...
 
Yes it's hard for me (2x)
So hard for me to say
 
(repeat chorus)
 

New Noise

CAN I SCREAM?!!!
YEAH
We lack the motion to move to the new beat
WHO!
We lack the motion to move to the new beat

It's here for us to admire if we can afford the beauty of it
If we can afford the luxury of turning our heads
(If we can if we can if we can)
Adjust the thousand dollar smile and behold the creation of man
Great words won't cover ugly actions
Good frames won't save bad paintings

WOO
We lack the motion to move to the new beat
YEAH!
We lack motion

When the day is over (Hey) the doors are locked on us
'Cause money buys the access
And we can't pay the cost
How can we expect anyone to listen
If we're using the same old voice?
We need new noise
New art for the real people

We dance to all the wrong songs
We enjoy all the wrong moves
We dance to all the wrong songs
We're not leading

We dance to all the wrong songs
We enjoy all the wrong moves
We dance to all the wrong songs
We're not, we're not, we're not
We're not, we're not, we're not..
Leading

We dance to all the wrong songs
We enjoy all the wrong moves
We dance to all the wrong songs

We dance to all the wrong songs
We enjoy all the wrong moves
We dance to all the wrong songs

Here we go!

We dance to all the wrong songs
We enjoy all the wrong moves
We dance to all the wrong songs
We're not leading

YEAH!
YEAH!
YEAH!

The new beat!!

Thank you