[title*]*Alannah Myles*[/*title] Mississippi in the middle of a dry spell Jimmy Rodgers on the Victrola up high Mama's dancin' with baby on her shoulder The sun is settin' like molasses in the sky The boy could sing, knew how to move ev'rything Always wanting more, he'd leave you longing for Black velvet and that little boy smile Black velvet with that slow southern style A new religion that'll bring you to your knees Black velvet if you please Up in Memphis the music's like a heat wave White Lightnin' bound to drive you wild Mama's baby's in the heart of ev'ry school girl "Love Me Tender" leaves 'em cryin' in the aisle The way he moved, it was a sin, so sweet and true Always wanting more, he'd leave you longing for Black velvet and that little boy smile Black velvet and that slow southern style A new religion that'll bring you to your knees Black velvet if you please Ev'ry word of ev'ry song that he sang was for you In a flash he was gone, it happened so soon What could you do? Black velvet and that little boy smile Black velvet in that slow southern style A new religion that'll bring you to your knees Black velvet if you please Black velvet and that little boy smile Black velvet in that slow southern style A new religion that'll bring you to your knees Black velvet if you please If you please If you please If you please
You're Special - Nf Yeah, you, baby, you You're something special Baby, I know I know what you're thinkin' Maybe, maybe I'm wasting your time But I promise, but I promise I know that I go back and forth But I won't let you, I won't let you, I won't let you down Yeah I meant it when I told you I would change Meant it when I told you I would stay Sick of talkin' on the phone, babe Time to pack your car and come to my state Come to my place, look at my face, oh, yeah You know I ain't playin' I'll send you some money, yeah, hop in the car And get on the road, here we go Baby, I can't lie I'm a little bit, I'm a little bit scared right now, girl, girl, yeah You said you want more And I can't blame you for Askin' me what's somethin' you deserve You're special Yo-yo-you're special Oh yeah, you're special Yo-yo-you're special Yeah, I knew it, you was my type We ain't gotta skip to the highlight You're the highlight, girl, of my life (woo) Both of us have got a past, but it's alright All night car rides Drivin' through the city, yeah, the view's fantastic It's automatic, could see you smile, gotta have it She got me thinkin' maybe I'ma have to put a ring on it, girl I ain't never been a romantic, but I can romance ya' Get your shoes on, baby, I am not asking I'm 'bout to take you out to dinner, put the black dress on Got the room gaspin', how did this happen? I don't even know She's the type to sing my words at the show She's the type to pick me up when I'm low And remind me she got my back, no matter what Yeah, I think she hearin' me now Say what I think, so I'm thinkin' out loud I need a woman I know I can trust, and I got one I guess you can say that she down Callin' my phone, and she told me she proud She said my name and I like how that sounds, oh, yeah (I like that) I like how this sounds (Baby, I, yeah) Baby, don't make me lose myself I need somebody I know I can trust (yeah) I mean, I'm being honest I ain't ever met a girl like you (no) Baby, you can call me You can call me anytime You can call me any day, anytime You know I'ma answer I won't let you, I won't let you down, yeah You said you want more And I can't blame you for Askin' me for somethin' you deserve (You deserve it) You're special, yeah Yo-yo-you're special I said, girl, I said, you're special I said, you're special
i’m thinking about horses - mansionz Dennis Rod, Dennis Rod, Dennis Rod, Dennis Rod Dennis Rod, Dennis Rod, Dennis Rod, Dennis Rod Dennis Rod, Dennis Rod, Dennis Rod, Dennis Rod Dennis Rod, Dennis Rod, Dennis Rod, Dennis Rod Dennis Rod, Dennis Rod, Dennis Rod, Dennis Rod Dennis Rod, Dennis Rod, Dennis Rod, Dennis Rod Dennis Rod, Dennis Rod, Dennis Rod, Dennis Rod Dennis Rod, Dennis Rod, Dennis Rod, Dennis Rod Dennis Rod, Dennis Rod, Dennis Rod, Dennis Rod I'm thinking about God Is it a he or a she or a feeling or love? Does she personally ordain every occurrence and every moment Or did she set the universe in motion and then move on? To try to top her achievement? Maybe this universe wasn't an achievement at all Maybe our lives, our wars, our fuckups, our diseases Our love, our humanity, our passion, our pennies, our Holocaust Are all just a rehearsal before the show A sketch before the mural, a stretch before the jump Does she love me? Does God know I'm here? I'm thinking about God, I'm thinking about sex I've been holy all day and acted in ways that deserve adjectives like "Honorable, " "good, " and "straight" But it's after 10PM now and I'm bored I watched a movie on the internet alone and now it's over I pick up my phone and text every female I know within a fifteen-mile radius It's a terrible thing that deserves adjectives like "Chauvinistic, " "objectifying, " and "asshole-ish" (Dennis Rodman) I made that up just for myself "Hey, Nicole" "Oh, hey, what's up Mike? I'm about to get in bed, you?" "Well, I'm chilling, I've just been thinking about you, winky face" "Haha, really random, I haven't seen you in so long, what made you think about me?" "Well, to be honest, I'm bored, and I'm thinking about sex" I'm thinking about horses, they're so goddamn regal Their muscles ripple through their skin like waves in a little ocean Magnificent beasts But why the fuck do they listen to us? They're so much stronger than they know But they trade their freedom for a dependable meal They let people get on top of them and tell them where to go But how can I judge? Is that not exactly what I do? Is that not exactly what we all do? I'm thinking about horses I'm thinking about dad He's seventy and he's just starting to get old Things are gonna change soon I don't feel ready for the change that's coming soon I am standing on the beach watching the tsunami grow From a minuscule rise in the horizon to a monstrous tidal wave I am not moving, I am not scared I am not scared, I am not wearing swimwear I am standing on the beach waiting for the tsunami And dad taught me about love and sacrifice But that's sort of like a book that you read and forgot about 'Cause I don't love and I don't sacrifice And youth was my excuse for that, but that excuse is getting old Maybe I'm gay I'm thinking about dad I'm thinking about death What if this plane goes down? That would be okay, you know, yo I had a good run I wonder if a lot of people would come to my funeral Maybe my fans would do something special Maybe they'd cry and maybe it'd be in the newspaper Yeah, I think I'd get in the Detroit News Probably not the New York Times People'll probably like my music more when I die 'Cause they'll know no more is coming You see, people love stories with endings Right now, I'm just sort of a story that's dragging on slowly Page by page, year by year But people want an ending, they want a crash They want a ear in the fucking mail But I don't have one All I have is another lousy poem And the knowledge that I'll probably die somewhere confused and decrepit in a nursing home I don't think this plane's gonna crash I'm thinking about Otis, I'm thinking about Kurt I'm thinking about Dilla, I'm thinking about Changed my hair green, and all of a sudden People looked at me like I was the devil (devil, devil) Here we go (die) Green (green, green, green, green, green)
My current favourite song. Is stuck in my head everyday Fool by Cavetown I am just a fool to keep on chasing after nothing great You are just a fool to keep pretending that you're loving me I don't know where I'm supposed to go Oh oh oh oh oh o-oh oh oh oh oh oh o-oh oh Call me on the phone at three, I talk to you while half asleep Complaining 'bout your mother so I take you to the cemetery Rant to me I like the sound, I like your voice, I like your mouth Oh O-oh Mm m m m Cycling to school at 7.30 in the morning I am still your baby boy I’m stuck 2013 Don’t understand my body Washing machine confuses me Oh O-oh Mm m m m I am such a fool to keep on chasing after nothing great You are such a fool to keep pretending that you're loving me I don't know where I'm supposed to go Oh oh oh oh oh o-oh oh Oh oh oh oh o-oh oh I was such a fool to keep on chasing after nothing great You were such a fool to keep pretending that you’re loving me Look in the mirror, I love that boy, don’t hurt my dear, don’t hurt my joy Oh O-oh
“I am the one thing in life I can control! I am inimitable, I am an original. I’m not falling behind or running late! I’m not standing still! I am lying in wait.” A piece from Wait For It, by Leslie Odom Jr. and Hamilton the Musical
i mean, if this is what we're gonna do, I'm just gonna leave this here. ? Lyric's Thread Sorry, not sorry
Halsey-Gasoline Are you insane like me? Been in pain like me? Bought a hundred dollar bottle of champagne like me? Just to pour that motherfucker down the drain like me? Would you use your water bill to dry the stain like me? Are you high enough without the Mary Jane like me? Do you tear yourself apart to entertain like me? Do the people whisper 'bout you on the train like me? Saying that you shouldn't waste your pretty face like me? And all the people say "You can't wake up, this is not a dream You're part of a machine, you are not a human being With your face all made up, living on a screen Low on self esteem, so you run on gasoline" Oh, oh, oh, oh I think there's a flaw in my code Oh, oh, oh, oh These voices won't leave me alone Well my heart is gold, and my hands are cold Are you deranged like me? Are you strange like me? Lighting matches just to swallow up the flame like me? Do you call yourself a fucking hurricane like me? Pointing fingers cause you'll never take the blame like me? And all the people say "You can't wake up, this is not a dream You're part of a machine, you are not a human being With your face all made up, living on a screen Low on self esteem, so you run on gasoline" Oh, oh, oh, oh I think there's a flaw in my code Oh, oh, oh, oh These voices won't leave me alone Well my heart is gold, and my hands are cold — song describes me
H.E.R. - Every Kind of Way Baby, the sound of you Better than a harmony I want you off my mind And on me Holding me closer than we've ever been before This ain't a dream You're here with me Boy, it don't get no better than you For you, I wanna take my time All night I wanna love you in every kind of way I wanna please you, no matter how long it takes If the world should end tomorrow, then we only have today I'm gonna love you in every kind of way Give you all, give you all of me When you need it 'Cause I need it I wanna fall like your favorite season I'll never get up Stay here forever, babe It don't get no better than this Your kiss I wanna love you in every kind of way I wanna please you, no matter how long it takes If the world should end tomorrow, then we only have today I'm gonna love you in every kind of way I wanna love you in every kind of way I wanna please you, no matter how long it takes If the world should end tomorrow, then we only have today I'm gonna love you in every kind of way I wanna love you I gotta love you I wanna love you I gotta love you
Say Amen {Saturday Night} ~Brendon Urie {Panic at the disco} [Verse 1] Been traveling in packs that I can't carry anymore Been waiting for somebody else to carry me There's nothing else there for me at my door All the people I know aren't who they used to be And if I try to change my life one more day There would be nobody else to save And I can't change into a person I don't wanna be, so Oh, it's Saturday night, yeah [Chorus] I pray for the wicked on the weekend Mama, can I get another amen? Oh, oh, it's Saturday night, yeah Swear to God, I ain't ever gonna repent Mama, can I get another amen? Oh, oh, it's Saturday night, yeah [Chopped Interlude] [Verse 2] And every morning when I wake up I wanna be who I couldn't say I'd ever been But it's so much more than I ever was If every night I go to sleep knowing That I gave everything that I had to give Then it's all I could've asked for I've been standing up beside everything I've ever said, but Oh, it's Saturday night, yeah [Chorus] I pray for the wicked on the weekend Mama, can I get another amen? Oh, oh, it's Saturday night, yeah Swear to God, I ain't ever gonna repent Mama, can I get another amen? Oh, oh, it's Saturday night, yeah [Bridge] If I had one more day to wish If I had one more day To be better than I could have ever been If I had one more day to wish If I had one more day I could be better, but, baby Oh, it's Saturday night, yeah [Chorus] I pray for the wicked on the weekend Mama, can I get another amen? Oh, oh, it's Saturday night, yeah Swear to God, I ain't ever gonna repent Mama, can I get another amen? Oh, oh, it's Saturday night, yeah It's Saturday, Saturday, Saturday Oh, oh, it's Saturday night, yeah Swear to God, swear to God, swear to God Oh, oh, it's Saturday night, yeah
Carrie Underwood - Before He Cheats Right now, he's probably slow dancing With a bleached-blond tramp And she's probably getting frisky Right now, he's probably buying Her some fruity little drink 'Cause she can't shoot whiskey Right now, he's probably up behind her With a pool-stick Showing her how to shoot a combo And he don't know I dug my key into the side Of his pretty little souped-up four-wheel drive Carved my name into his leather seats I took a Louisville slugger to both head lights I slashed a hole in all four tires Maybe next time he'll think before he cheats Right now, she's probably up singing some White-trash version of Shania karaoke Right now, she's probably saying "I'm drunk" And he's a-thinking that he's gonna get lucky Right now, he's probably Dabbing on three dollars Worth of that bathroom Polo Oh, and he don't know That I dug my key into the side Of his pretty little souped-up four-wheel drive Carved my name into his leather seats I took a Louisville slugger to both head lights I slashed a hole in all four tires Maybe next time he'll think before he cheats I might have saved a little trouble for the next girl 'Cause the next time that he cheats Oh, you know it won't be on me! No, not on me 'Cause I dug my key into the side Of his pretty little souped-up four-wheel drive Carved my name into his leather seats I took a Louisville slugger to both head lights I slashed a hole in all four tires Maybe next time he'll think before he cheats Oh, maybe next time he'll think before he cheats Oh, before he cheats Oh
Hank Williams - Lovesick Blues? I got a feelin' called the blues, oh Lord, since my baby said goodbye Lord I don't know what I'll do, all I do is sit and sigh "Oh Lord" That last long day she said goodbye, well Lord I thought I would cry She'll do me, she'll do you, she's got that kinda lovin' Lord I love to hear her when she calls me sweet daddy Such a beautiful dream, I hate to think it's all over I've lost my heart it seems, I've grown so used to you somehow Well I'm nobody's sugar daddy now And I'm lonesome, I got the love sick blues Well I'm in love, I'm in love with a beautiful gal That's what's the matter with me I'm in love, I'm in love with a beautiful gal But she don't care about me Lord I've tried and I've tried to keep her satisfied But she just wouldn't stay So now that she is leavin', this is all I can say I've got a feelin' called the blues, oh Lord, since my baby said goodbye Lord I don't know what I'll do, all I do is sit and sigh, "Oh Lord" That last long day she said goodbye, well Lord I thought I would cry She'll do me, she'll do you, she's got that kinda lovin' Lord I love to hear her when she calls me sweet daddy Such a beautiful dream, I hate to think it all over I've lost my heart, it seems, I've grown so used to you somehow Well I'm nobody's sugar daddy now And I'm lonesome, I got the love sick blues