Lyrics

[cybot]

[quote="mcq"]Nothing less than sublime perfection, Dermot, as is the entire album. And to anybody who has not heard it, I really can't recommend it highly enough. In fact, I envy anyone who is just stumbling on Ackles' music for the first time. If you think you've heard all the great music, and that there are no surprises left in music, listen to this and prepare to be enchanted.[quote]

Nice one Paul and every word of it true :-)

[cybot]

[quote="mcq"]Three of my favourite songs by Peter Hammill.[quote]

Fabulous stuff and very few listened....fools mates!

[Adrian]

I particularly like the song "The Show must go on" by Nicole Kidman & Jim Broadbent...


Another hero, another mindless crime
Behind the curtain in the pantomime
On and on...Does anybody know what we are living for?

Whatever happened, we leave it all to chance
Another heartache, another failed romance
On and on...Does anybody know what we are living for?

The show must go on...The show must go on

Outside the dawn is breaking
On the stage that holds our final destiny
The show must go on. The show must go on

Inside my heart is breaking
My makeup may be flaking
But my smile still stays on

The show must go on...The show must go on

I'll top the bill...I'll earn the kill
I have to find the will to carry on
On with the...On with the...On with the show
The show must go on

[Gerry D]

How do I post an image file in the body of the post rather than as an attachment , please ?
On a mac.

[cybot]

How do I post an image file in the body of the post rather than as an attachment , please ?
On a mac.

Brilliant Gerry, just brilliant! I was actually going to use that sleeve in the favourites thread! Their first three albums is the stuff of legend....

[Fran]

After you upload the file as an attachment, there is a bos you can tick "place image inline". Tick that and the SW inserts a line at the top of your reply:

[img]blahblahblah%20attachment0.jpg[/img]


Cut and then copy that bit of code whereever you want the pic to appear.


Fran

[Adrian]

One of my favourite tracks... Great when you are in the Gym.

Yo' I used to check out lyrics upon the Format
Build with Skill with Technique-computer A~DAT
My Lyrical Form is clouds on your Brainstorm
I get hyped, Think, Thought flow
Acrobat, Sync the track, Pump the track
Dance missions, clubs like spores react by
Strobe visions, and hurrying more
Reflects on the dancefloor
Blowin' Up
And having mad people
Showin' Up
Packing Crowds, Jam Packed Venues
Needles Collapse, While Atmospheres Continues
Sprinkle that, Winnin' like that
Movin' like that, Hittin' like that
The melody is Phat!
Yeah, I'm on the Energy Source
The Cosmic Boss with Prodigy
Different astrology
My intellect's Devour
"With Diesel Power"

[CHORUS]
Blows your mind Drastically, Fantastically!
Blows your mind Drastically, Fantastically!
Blows your mind Drastically, Fantastically!
Blows your mind Drastically, Fanta...

Win, Spin back rewind-Diesel Power
Blows your mind Drastically, Fantastically
It has to be, Automatically
Check it out, You better work it out,
Change to another route
My techniques, Strategies, Abilities
I leave cords of mikes hanging like spring leads
Do a track so fast, beyond the human eye
Lyrical Tactics, Vocal Gymnastics
E's and Pepped Up, You get Scrapped Up
Smacked Up, Backed Up
Your crew's all Cracked Up
Checking flow, Pick choose Quick, You can't Stick
My medical Range is Strange as angles
You get tangled, Twisting side infections
Channels Repeat, Complete, Can't Compete
Check that our Texture, Mind Adventure
Exploit the Point, It attracts, To Devour
My intellect's proceed..."With Diesel Power"

[CHORUS]

Back Attack and Whack Patch
You're faxing me, you don't want none
High quality acts should be
Still standing, Damaging your other manic
Quick Reverse, Potent as the First Verse
My Amplifier blows on your World's Higher
World's Sire, Cuts like a Barbed Wire
Record player, I pull up on you every day
Fast Forward, I move and I Swing Toward
Exit Load, Put your brain in Right Mode
Selected Mix, The man with Perfected Fits
Has Lightly, Bite Me
Copy Xerox, Cops, Handblocks
You can't knock some out of there
Upbeat Liftin' Shiftin' Persistin' Intelligent Kingpin
Keepin' Astrology, As I roll with Prodigy
"With Diesel Power"

[CHORUS]

Model 706-8073-4-21, Robot Sonic

Blows your mind Drastically, Fantastically!
Blows your mind Drastically, Fantastically!
Blows your mind Drastically, Fantastically!
Blows your mind Drastically, Fantastically!


The Prodigy, Diesel Power.

Man..... how do they think this stuff up!!!

[Adrian]

Ya playin yaself lyrics...............


Intro: Jeru

Yo are you a pimp a hustler?
No I'm not.
Are you a man and can you stand alone like a man has to sometimes?
Yes I can.
Are you willing to go out there and save the lives of our children
even if it means losing your own life?
Yes I am.
I believe you Jeru you're ready.
*You've no no nothing to worry about*


Verse One:

Now I don't push a Lex
Others had their turn to flex, Jeru is up next
All, these so called players up in the rap game
Got brothers on the corner selling cooked cocaine
It used to be LaToya and, jim hats
But now it's uzis macs and, g-packs of cracks
Everybody's psycho or some type of goodfellow
But me I keep it real that's all swine like jello
Don't drink Cristal, and I can't stand Mo
Never received currency for moving a kilo
Or an ounce, make em bounce to this fake-pimp free flow
I never knew hustlers, confessed in stereo
Or on video get caught you'll know who turned State's
Evidence, murder weapon, confession and fingerprints
Mama always said watch what comes out your mouth
Tight case for the DA from here to down South
Knowledge wisdom understanding like King Solomon's wealth
You're a player but only because you be playin yourself

Chorus:

With all that Big Willie talk, hop, you're, playin yaself
With all that big gun talk, bop, you're, playin yaself
With all that rah rah rah, you're, playin yaself
You're, playin yaself, you're, playin yaself

With all that rah rah rah, you're, playin yaself
With all that big gun talk, bop, you're, playin yaself
With all that Big Willie talk, hop, you're, playin yaself
You're, playin yaself, you're, playin yaself

Verse Two:

Now these ladies is lookin pretty from city to city
I refined a few I met, around the country
The nitty gritty, it's all reality, no question
Actual fact like tight jeans cause yeast infections
And sisters with good minds, get no respect when
Their ass is all hangin out, playin the bar section
of the club shake what your mama gave ya, back to the lab
I drop the truth, cause rhyming is more than just my craft
Or a way to get ass, or fast cash, or blasted
Black women, make sure you're respected
When niggaz is kickin that old off the wall shit, let em know
from jump: "Dead it", you're not ignorant
Knowledge wisdom understanding is the key to wealth
Put some clothes on that ass if you respect yourself

Chorus:

With those hooker type wears hon you're, playin yaself
With those skin tight jeans baby you're, playin yaself
Everything all exposed you're, playin yaself
You're, playin yaself, you're, playin yaself

Everything all exposed you're, playin yaself
With those skin tight jeans baby you're, playin yaself
With those hooker type wears hon you're, playin yaself
You're, playin yaself, you're, playin yaself

Verse Three:

Now, I don't bust a tec, bubble drugs
in the projects, or use mics to sell sex
Niggaz, nowadays is all about this
So much ying yang, it's ridiculous
If you got so much cheese where are the black distributors
And these record companies shake em down like mobsters
But impostors, like commercial locks are not rastas
Always fakin moves, never, makin moves
Asses shake, bottles pop, the government is breakin down
you fools, you work all week and give the devil back his loot
for jewels, and the steak on your plate is filled
with chemicals, still, brothers leave brothers
all battered and bruised, on the streets
Won't see snakes on my feet
The race is on, but I won't compete
In this competition, because I have a greater mission
I hope that you listen
Knowledge wisdom and understanding brings, long life
and health, think anything else and ya playin yaself

Chorus:

So all that Big Willie talk, hop, you're, playin yaself
And all those skin tight jeans hon you're playin yaself
And all that rah rah rah, you're, playin yaself
You're, playin yaself, you're, playin yaself

And all those hooker type wears baby you're playin yaself
And all that big gun talk money you're playin yaself
Everything all exposed you're, playin yaself
You're, playin yaself, you're, playin yaself

*Posdnous: "I don't play"*


If only I could remember repeating this to my senior manager when he is ponticifating all his senior b***S**t on the future vision of the companies great leap forward!!!!!!!!!!!!!

So as it fades to black I won't be comming back, but please don't tell me you are sober...............................................................

[Gerry D]

WIRE - 12XU

Saw you in a mag, kissing a man
Saw you in a mag, kissing a man
Smoking a fag, kissing a man
Saw you in a mag, kissing a man

Saw you in a mag, kissing a man
Saw you in a mag, kissing a man
Smoking a fag, kissing a man
Saw you in a mag, kissing a man

I've got you in a corner
I've got you in a corner
I've got you in a corner
I've got you in a corner

[cybot]

WIRE - 12XU

Saw you in a mag, kissing a man
Saw you in a mag, kissing a man
Smoking a fag, kissing a man
Saw you in a mag, kissing a man

Saw you in a mag, kissing a man
Saw you in a mag, kissing a man
Smoking a fag, kissing a man
Saw you in a mag, kissing a man

I've got you in a corner
I've got you in a corner
I've got you in a corner
I've got you in a corner

Classic :)