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Ben Harper
Live From Mars

Burn One Down

Let us burn one
From end to end
And pass it over
To me my friend
Burn it long, we'll burn it slow
To light me up before i go

If you don't like my fire
Then don't come around
Cause i'm gonna burn one down
Yes i'm gonna burn one down

My choice is what i choose to do
And if i'm causing no harm
It shouldn't bother you
Your choice is who you choose to be
And if your causin' no harm
Then you're alright with me

If you don't like my fire
Then don't come around
Cause i'm gonna burn one down
Yes i'm gonna burn one down

Herb the gift from the earth
And what's from the earth
Is of the greatest worth
So before you knock it try it first
You'll see it's a blessing
And not a curse

If you don't like my fire
Then don't come around
Cause i'm gonna burn one down
Yes i'm gonna burn one down

[sunnyside]

Pink Floyd
"The Piper at the Gates of Dawn"
"Bike"

I've got a bike, you can ride it if you like.
It's got a basket, a bell that rings
And things to make it look good.
I'd give it to you if I could, but I borrowed it.

You're the kind of girl that fits in with my world.
I'll give you anything, everything if you want things.

I've got a cloak it's a bit of a joke.
There's a tear up the front. It's red and black.
I've had it for months.
If you think it could look good, then I guess it should.

You're the kind of girl that fits in with my world.
I'll give you anything, everything if you want things.

I know a mouse, and he hasn't got a house.
I don't know why I call him Gerald.
He's getting rather old, but he's a good mouse.

You're the kind of girl that fits in with my world.
I'll give you anything, everything if you want things.

I've got a clan of gingerbread men.
Here a man, there a man, lots of gingerbread men.
Take a couple if you wish. They're on the dish.

You're the kind of girl that fits in with my world.
I'll give you anything, everything if you want things.

I know a room full of musical tunes.
Some rhyme, some ching, most of them are clockwork.
Let's go into the other room and make them work.

[sunnyside]

I can't believe Pink Floyd did that song. Sid was a crazy mofo

[Rabbitt-420]

Ok this isnt my favorite song but its one great song to sit back and listen to when your toked out.
Youll either laugh your ass off or hate it there is no in between.

Band name-Bloodhound Gang
Album-Hooray for boobies
Sone Title-Alap dance is so much better when the stripper is crying
Lyrics:
I was lonelier than Kunta Kinte at a Merle Haggard concert
That night I strolled on into Uncle Limpy's Hump Palace lookin' for love.
It had been a while.
In fact, three hundred and sixty-five had come and went
since that midnight run haulin' hog to Shakey Town on I-10.
I had picked up this hitchhiker that was sweatin' gallons
through a pair of Daisy Duke cut-offs and one of those Fruit Of The Loom tank-tops.
Well, that night I lost myself to ruby red lips,
milky white skin and baby blue eyes.
Name was Russell.

Yes, a lap dance is so much better when the stripper is cryin'
Yes, a lap dance is so much better when the stripper is cryin'
Well I find it's quite a thrill
When she grinds me against her will
Yes a lap dance is so much better when the stripper is cryin'

Well, faster than you can say, "shallow grave",
this pretty little thing come up to me and starts kneadin' my balls
like hard-boiled eggs in a tube sock.
Said her name was Bambi and I said, "Well that's a coincidence darlin',
'cause I was just thinkin' about skinnin' you like a deer."
Well she smiled, had about as much teeth as a Jack-O-Lantern,
and I went on to tell her how I would wear her face like a mask
as I do my little kooky dance.
And then she told me to shush.
I guess she could sense my desperation.
'Course, it's hard to hide a hard-on when you're dressed like Minnie Pearl.

Yes, a lap dance is so much better when the stripper is cryin'
Yes, a lap dance is so much better when the stripper is cryin'
Well I find it's quite a thrill
When she grinds me against her will
Yes, a lap dance is so much better when the stripper is cryin'

So, Bambi's goin' on about how she can make all my fantasies come true.
So I says, "Even this one I have where Jesus Christ
is jackhammering Mickey Mouse in the doo-doo hole
with a lawn dart as Garth Brooks gives birth to something
resembling a cheddar cheese log with almonds on Santa Claus's tummy-tum?"
Well, ten beers, twenty minutes and thirty dollars later
I'm parkin' the beef bus in tuna town if you know what I mean.
Got to nail her back at her trailer.
Heh. That rhymes.
I have to admit it was even more of a turn-on
when I found out she was doin' me to buy baby formula.

Yes, a lap dance is so much better when the stripper is cryin'
Yes, a lap dance is so much better when the stripper is cryin'
Well I find it's quite a thrill
When she grinds me against her will
Yes, a lap dance is so much better when the stripper is cryin'

Day or so had passed when I popped the clutch,
gave the tranny a spin and slid on into
The Stinky Pinky Gulp N' Guzzle Big Rig Snooze-A-Stop.
There I was browsin' through the latest issue of "Throb",
when I saw Bambi starin' at me from the back of a milk carton.
Well, my heart just dropped.
So, I decided to do what any good Christian would.
You can not imagine how difficult it is to hold a half gallon of moo juice
and polish the one-eyed gopher when your doin' seventy-five
in an eighteen-wheeler.
I never thought missing children could be so sexy.
Did I say that out loud?

Yes, a lap dance is so much better when the stripper is cryin'
Yes, a lap dance is so much better when the stripper is cryin'
Well I find it's quite a thrill
When she grinds me against her will
Yes, a lap dance is so much better when the stripper is cryin'

[JollyRancher]

Heard this in a little Montgomery bowlin' alley lounge before it was put an album that features Tommy Shaw as the new vocalist.

Styx
Crystal Ball

I used to like to walk the straight and narrow line
I used to think that everything was fine
Sometimes I'd like to sit and gaze for days through sleepless dreams
All alone and trapped in time
All alone and trapped in time

I wonder what tomorrow has in mind for me
Or am I even in it's mind at all
Perhaps I'll get a chance to look ahead and see
Soon as I find myself a crystal ball
Soon as I find myself a crystal ball

Tell me, tell me where I'm going
I don't know where I've been
Tell me, tell me, won't you tell me
And then tell me again
My heart is breaking, my body's aching
And I don't know where to go
Tell me, tell me, won't you tell me
I've just got to know

Crystal ball
There's so many things I need to know
Crystal ball
There's so many things I've got to know
Crystal ball

["extra verse" used occasionally live]
If you should see me walking
Through your dreams at night
Would you please direct me
Where I ought to be
I've been looking for a crystal ball
To shed the light
To find a future in me...
To find a future in me...

Crystal ball
There's so many things I need to know
Crystal ball
There's so many things I've got to know
Crystal ball

[bartender187]

Heres some down south ganstra rap lyrics that imho show depth and creativity. Hi Ligh is one of my fav songs.

1)UGK (composed of BunB and Pimp C)
Ridin' Dirty
Hi Ligh

Pimp C:
I'm tired of livin' fucked up,
Tired of livin' bad,
Tired of hearin' grandmama tellin' me, "When you gon' go to church, Chad?"
I'm tryin' to live up to the image that she would want to see,
But I got much foot in the street, and every week I flip a ki.
I never wanted to be a G, but niggas depend on me
It ain't safe to hit I-10, so niggas fear with me
And all the niggas that I went to school with,
Shot pool with, went to fool with
Out there sellin' that white shit.
Pushin' cocaine, niggas whole existence
Dependent on the game
What ya want me to do, it's like somebody cut my throat
Got 20,000 dollars tryin' to turn it into a hundred,
And ain't nobody got no dough
So, niggas tend to smoke, bad habits do exist
And this bitch thinkin' she can ease my mind by suckin' my dick
Bitch maybe fo' a minute, but that shit never lasts
It's 1996, niggas is dyin' from layin' on some ass
First Magic Johnson got it, then Eazy-E died
And you be wonderin' why young niggas out there smokin' fry
I wish that I could tell y'all I wore a rubber everytime;
But, if I told you that, nigga, you know that I be lyin'
And I been fuckin' pussy since the tender age of nine.
It's gettin' to be a full-time job just tryin' to stay alive
And crackers tend to smirk, offended by the weed smoke comin' off my shirt.
But, still I put in work, and front for my folks
'Cause where I come from, nigga, family just ain't no joke.
Now, D be gettin' married, and Edgar on the boat
But what about baby Doe
Some say that nigga's sellin' dope;
And you know I ain't lyin', that's just how families talk;
But, what you gon' do when the devil poke you wit' his fork?
And everybody sittin' in the pulpit ain't saved.
Most preachers just false prophets, fuckin' hoes and gittin' paid.
I'm lookin' for that...


Chorus:
Hi Life (Hi Life)...
We livin' that Hi Life (Heeyyyyyyyy)
Hi Life, Hi Life (Hi Life)
We livin' that Hi Life (mmmmmmm)


Bun B:
You only got one life to live
That's all they give us to do it
You can bullshit your way through it,
Or stay true; it
Can be complicated 'cause niggas be gettin' shot in the cross
People and names get lost, the people in the lane get tossed.
Streets 'll eat yo ass alive
Take your positions with pistols, bare hands, and knives,
And nobody's surprised if somebody don't survive the dust
To see this only trecherous
How we was left to be down these streets that we be on...
Muthafucka's sleepin' on them corners that you pee on
Probably 'cause society felt they didn't belong.
Now who in the fuck made it this way for us?
Got all these little niggas sellin' that yay
Because it ain't like they make high levels gainable
And that quote "peace of American pie" just ain't attainable.
So, how can I sustain a full life before death
Man, I'm left out here to make it by my goddamn self.
Now come on, who gives a damn
When you can't afford the turkey or ham?
Livin' off of Ramen noodles, beef jerky, and Spam
Now that's sad, but that's a fact of life
All I can see in front of me is up for grabs
Come off your slab.
'Cause poverty 'll push a nigga over the brink,
Over the edge, especially if you don't know your ledge.
And, so instead of being without
I'm hustlin' tryin' to git through these ungodly days
Thinkin' of ways to get the fuck out of this maze
A man 'll commit a crime 'cause the fuckin' crime pays
I'm goin' through a phase you don't grow out
Until you a reason a muthafucker gots to pour out
His 40 on the curb, disturbed and left with no doubt in his mind,
But still sometimes he don't know why
He walkin' around just hopin'
He get one more try to make it
It's bullshit he's goin' through but yo he gots to take it,
You can't fake it, to get the Hi Life.


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2)UGK
Dirty Money
Wood Wheel
Bun B:
Pro smoke, pro choke,
Anti-broke, conservative liberal
Left-wing slangin', right-wing hangin'
In criminal court, it's civil.
In the middle of re-al-it-y
Unsolved mys-ter-ies riddle,
Knockin' over fat cats,
And gettin' my thoughts off bits and kibbles.
On note pads I scribble,
Write rippers that'll make you think.
Snap so hard it'll break your synchronicity,
Fuck it, take it, trick,
I fake it...blink 'n poof
We disappearin' into a shroud of dozier
Cloud composures, all-nighters like Folger's
But, bitch, I tried to told ya...

[mybeans420]

micheal franti and spearhead
stay human
every single soul

CHORUS.....
no matter where i roam ..woah woah
i know evry single soul is a poem
written on the back of gods hand ....repeat.........

you see moms and pops be copulatin
plantin seeds and pickin weeds for another season
another reason for livin
another reason for givin
another reason for lovin
and tryin to stay out of prison

cause everything in life cant be nice
and everything you want cant be got
but the lessons on being patient
be causing the pressure to rise
and make some people suicidal

oh no, another soul
has lost control
we pull him back into the fold
he got strung out on the material
all the superficial, initials upon his clothes

it makes me wanna go sprewell
everytime i see my family locked in jail
uh huh.. the economic
can be demonical
oh...
keep love in your soul

chorus....repeat twice

you see people are so beautiful in love
that why i'm reminded
of lifes precious moments
every time
i see lovers walkin by
in the park
close my eyes
and i stop.. reminisce
to see a little baby suckin on his mommas
milk-y silk-y smoothness
of a lovin caress
holdin baby to breast

and blessin the world with another to test test test
oh yes oh yes

bom bom, id like to sing a little song
dedicated to the people who like to sing along
cause every little song has little beats and notes
like every little lake has little trees and boats
all people deserve a safe and warm home
cause every single soul is a poem

chorus...

right from the start
in a world torn apart
a babys love leaves fingerprints upon the heart
so many think it
but never say it
why bring a child into this planet full of hatred
they might not make it
like the youngest departed
or worst of all
they might become a part of it
involved in it..perpetuating violence
and growing up in silence
seeing things they dont know how to deal with
and learning ways to try and cope with it
cope with it... but not lose hope

chorus

[Green Lantern]

A little comdey relief is in order. Dont read if you are easily offended.

Band - Adam Sandler
Song Name - At A Medium Pace
Lyrics -
Put your arms around me baby
Can't you see I need you so
Hold me close against your skin
I'm about to begin
Lovin' you

Spit on your hand and stroke my cock
At a medium pace
Play with my balls and tell me
How big they are
Honey, rub your beaver
Up and down my face
Sit on the corner of the bed
And watch me whack off

You see that shampoo bottle
Now stick it up my ass
Push it in and out
At a medium pace
Talk about your old boyfriend's dick
And how big it was
Now shave off my pubes
And punch me in the face
Whoa darlin'
Make me push my dick and balls
Back between my legs
Call me an ugly woman
And take my picture to show
All the people you work with

Now pull up my scrotum
And take the shampoo bottle
Out of my ass
Pretend I'm the pizza delivery guy
And watch me whack off

Strap on a dildo
And make me give you head
Tell me to slow down
And do it at a medium pace
I feel so humiliated
I'm about to blow my load
You tell me it's time to make love
But now I can't
'Cause I spewed all over myself
Then you look into my eyes
And you realize
How much I enjoy lovin' you
I'm so sorry I spunked on my stomach
Maybe next time I'll be better at lovin' you

[mybeans420]

john lennon
imagine
imagine

Imagine there's no heaven
It's easy if you try
No hell below us
Above us only sky
Imagine all the people
Living for today...

Imagine there's no countries
It isn't hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
And no religion too
Imagine all the people
Living life in peace...

You may say I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will be as one

Imagine no possessions
I wonder if you can
No need for greed or hunger
A brotherhood of man
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world...

You may say I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will live as one