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- Anthem
- Dream Deep
- Filter 9
- Get Naked
- Jihaudio
- Love Today
- One Eye
- Rims and Bass
- Rude Boy Salute
- Serenade at Gunpoint
- Shut Up and Dance
- (Come Get Some of) This
- Waiting in Babylon
Anthem
I'm just a walking shadow
of the man I used to be,
the now and future paper picture
of the once and former me.
The days that I spent watching
and the long nights I stood guard
have spent and burned everything I earned
and this is my reward. It seems folks don't remember.
How soon they forget
to say that it can't happen here
means it just ain't happened yet.
The Lords of Love have fooled you.
They're really Lords of Lies.
If you let them do your thinking for you,
you're in fo a surprise. I used to wear the white hat.
I used to do no wrong,
shooting fast and loose till they called a truce
and Freedom came along.
But now my guns are silent
and the naked light of day
shows the faces of the Lords of Love
who would take my guns away. But now my guns are useless.
They're buried in the ground
and the Lords of Love are so proud of
the Peace that they have found.
But don't upset their balance
and don't step out of line
or you'll find out they're out of patience
and you're all out of time. I used to wear the white hat.
I used to do no wrong,
shooting fast and loose till they called a truce
and Freedom came along.
But now my guns are silent
and the naked light of day
shows the faces of the Lords of Love
who would take my guns away. Do ya? Do ya? Do ya? Do ya? Do you feel lucky
in a forty-four sort of way?
A legend in your own mind,
go ahead and make my day.
A man's got to know his limitations
and you've got to ask yourself,
do you feel lucky
or do you feel something else?
of the man I used to be,
the now and future paper picture
of the once and former me.
The days that I spent watching
and the long nights I stood guard
have spent and burned everything I earned
and this is my reward. It seems folks don't remember.
How soon they forget
to say that it can't happen here
means it just ain't happened yet.
The Lords of Love have fooled you.
They're really Lords of Lies.
If you let them do your thinking for you,
you're in fo a surprise. I used to wear the white hat.
I used to do no wrong,
shooting fast and loose till they called a truce
and Freedom came along.
But now my guns are silent
and the naked light of day
shows the faces of the Lords of Love
who would take my guns away. But now my guns are useless.
They're buried in the ground
and the Lords of Love are so proud of
the Peace that they have found.
But don't upset their balance
and don't step out of line
or you'll find out they're out of patience
and you're all out of time. I used to wear the white hat.
I used to do no wrong,
shooting fast and loose till they called a truce
and Freedom came along.
But now my guns are silent
and the naked light of day
shows the faces of the Lords of Love
who would take my guns away. Do ya? Do ya? Do ya? Do ya? Do you feel lucky
in a forty-four sort of way?
A legend in your own mind,
go ahead and make my day.
A man's got to know his limitations
and you've got to ask yourself,
do you feel lucky
or do you feel something else?
Dream Deep
What is this?
This funky rhythm in your wrist?
I feel it quicken when we kiss.
You ball your hand to make a fist
while you try to deny the very high
your heart will not resist.
And I can't resist you, you see.
It must be the way
that only you can dream to me.
Give it to me, now.
Sock it to me! Dream deep, dream deep,
dream deep, dream deep.
A vision real enough to keep
Dream deep, dream deep,
dream deep, dream. Each of these isolated incidents
rendered one moment at a time,
every comma, all the scenery,
every nuance of your greenery,
this is yours and this is mine.
Every hue between every line,
every tingle down your spine, yours and mine.
A little whiff of the Divine,
some kind of Grand Design,
somewhat less well undefined,
yours and mine. Dream deep, dream deep,
dream deep, dream deep.
A vision real enough to keep
Dream deep, dream deep,
dream deep, dream deep.
This funky rhythm in your wrist?
I feel it quicken when we kiss.
You ball your hand to make a fist
while you try to deny the very high
your heart will not resist.
And I can't resist you, you see.
It must be the way
that only you can dream to me.
Give it to me, now.
Sock it to me! Dream deep, dream deep,
dream deep, dream deep.
A vision real enough to keep
Dream deep, dream deep,
dream deep, dream. Each of these isolated incidents
rendered one moment at a time,
every comma, all the scenery,
every nuance of your greenery,
this is yours and this is mine.
Every hue between every line,
every tingle down your spine, yours and mine.
A little whiff of the Divine,
some kind of Grand Design,
somewhat less well undefined,
yours and mine. Dream deep, dream deep,
dream deep, dream deep.
A vision real enough to keep
Dream deep, dream deep,
dream deep, dream deep.
Filter9
Turning whiskey into water,
turning water into wine,
being good just like we ought to,
being bad with Filter 9.
Filter 9. Although not fully defined,
a vision not entirely mine,
for now the whole world's feelin' fine
being filmed through Filter 9.
Filter 9. Someone else will pay the bill
for the impulse we now fulfill.
Feel the thrill come by design,
distilled through Filter 9.
Filter 9.
turning water into wine,
being good just like we ought to,
being bad with Filter 9.
Filter 9. Although not fully defined,
a vision not entirely mine,
for now the whole world's feelin' fine
being filmed through Filter 9.
Filter 9. Someone else will pay the bill
for the impulse we now fulfill.
Feel the thrill come by design,
distilled through Filter 9.
Filter 9.
Get Naked
I can't think of a thing to do
but stand up here and stare at you.
I've heard it's hip to stand and strip.
Seems like it's in to show some skin.
So get naked. Get naked.
So get naked. Get naked. I can't think of a thing to say
but, 'I wish your clothes would come my way.'
It's rarely rude to go nude
so baby dare to be bare.
So get naked. Get naked.
So get naked. Get naked. I can't think of a thing to think
but, 'You're so hot I need a drink.'
You're at your best when you're undressed,
from your heard to your toes,
when you are exposed.
So get naked. Get naked.
So get naked. Get naked.
but stand up here and stare at you.
I've heard it's hip to stand and strip.
Seems like it's in to show some skin.
So get naked. Get naked.
So get naked. Get naked. I can't think of a thing to say
but, 'I wish your clothes would come my way.'
It's rarely rude to go nude
so baby dare to be bare.
So get naked. Get naked.
So get naked. Get naked. I can't think of a thing to think
but, 'You're so hot I need a drink.'
You're at your best when you're undressed,
from your heard to your toes,
when you are exposed.
So get naked. Get naked.
So get naked. Get naked.
Jihaudio
To you I'm the cult, the culture warrior, culture war crusader.
Seeing how I move you now and how I'll trash you later.
Just like the bastard, son, I am the only one.
I am the name you need to know, Jihaudio. Okay, Easy CD Universe Creator is here to save you now, only to burn you later.
Baptismal fires on the air and your confession is the show.
In an instant it won't matter what you know. Just add the H-2-O, Jihaudio. From Pig to man so you'll understand.
From man to pig to be sure you dig. Call me Master, blaster of the universe,
here to love you now after I break you first.
Firing up your feigned indignance, pushing your principle way down low, Jihaudio.
As sure as I write and revise the laws of this here jungle,
I'll make you say or do anything. I'll have you dancing to my funkle,
so say my name, and you will, let me hear you say 'uncle.' What I would not do to hear what you can't say
All your blacks and all your whites bleed to shades of gray.
But shades of gray matter not here, no. Jihaudio. The war is waged inside, where the infidels reside.
As if to never end, the battles rage within!
Seeing how I move you now and how I'll trash you later.
Just like the bastard, son, I am the only one.
I am the name you need to know, Jihaudio. Okay, Easy CD Universe Creator is here to save you now, only to burn you later.
Baptismal fires on the air and your confession is the show.
In an instant it won't matter what you know. Just add the H-2-O, Jihaudio. From Pig to man so you'll understand.
From man to pig to be sure you dig. Call me Master, blaster of the universe,
here to love you now after I break you first.
Firing up your feigned indignance, pushing your principle way down low, Jihaudio.
As sure as I write and revise the laws of this here jungle,
I'll make you say or do anything. I'll have you dancing to my funkle,
so say my name, and you will, let me hear you say 'uncle.' What I would not do to hear what you can't say
All your blacks and all your whites bleed to shades of gray.
But shades of gray matter not here, no. Jihaudio. The war is waged inside, where the infidels reside.
As if to never end, the battles rage within!
Love Today
My pleasure, my future, my treasure
and your magnificent mercy with me
makin' my heart and meditation worthy
to say, draw nearer, Jah, Jah help me to
love today. Love today.
Love today. Love today. Less than a question of faith, more of placement
about the place we alloctae for it to stay.
It qualifies me for a certain statement.
Jah, give ear whenever I pray you help me
love today. Love today.
Love today. Love someone today. Has not everything created got a Creator,
a source for everything that there can be?
Does not all that starts come to cessation?
Is there nothing beyond what you see?
Love today. Love today.
Love today. Love Jah today.
and your magnificent mercy with me
makin' my heart and meditation worthy
to say, draw nearer, Jah, Jah help me to
love today. Love today.
Love today. Love today. Less than a question of faith, more of placement
about the place we alloctae for it to stay.
It qualifies me for a certain statement.
Jah, give ear whenever I pray you help me
love today. Love today.
Love today. Love someone today. Has not everything created got a Creator,
a source for everything that there can be?
Does not all that starts come to cessation?
Is there nothing beyond what you see?
Love today. Love today.
Love today. Love Jah today.
One Eye
Keep one eye on your enemies,
two eyes on your friends.
One eye on your adversaries,
the struggle never ends. A friend will know your deepest secrets.
Keep one always near.
Trust him to betray your kindness
when the chance appears. Keep one eye on your enemies,
two eyes on your friends.
One eye on your adversaries,
the struggle never ends. A lover knows your deepest fears.
Keep one closer still.
Trust her to your ecstasy,
no further than fulfilled. Keep one eye on your enemies,
two eyes on your friends.
One eye on your adversaries,
the struggle never ends. Your enemy, he hates you.
Keep him closest yet.
Watch his plots and schemes against you.
Watch for traps he's set. Keep one eye on your enemies,
two eyes on your friends.
One eye on your adversaries,
the struggle never ends.
two eyes on your friends.
One eye on your adversaries,
the struggle never ends. A friend will know your deepest secrets.
Keep one always near.
Trust him to betray your kindness
when the chance appears. Keep one eye on your enemies,
two eyes on your friends.
One eye on your adversaries,
the struggle never ends. A lover knows your deepest fears.
Keep one closer still.
Trust her to your ecstasy,
no further than fulfilled. Keep one eye on your enemies,
two eyes on your friends.
One eye on your adversaries,
the struggle never ends. Your enemy, he hates you.
Keep him closest yet.
Watch his plots and schemes against you.
Watch for traps he's set. Keep one eye on your enemies,
two eyes on your friends.
One eye on your adversaries,
the struggle never ends.
Rims and Bass
Rims and bass, rims and bass,
bringin' da bling and boom up in your face.
Yes, I've arrived up in this place
with my bass and rims, with my
rims and bass! Wit' da rims an' da bass
an' da bass an' da rims
wit' da beat dat will bust, bust you up limb from limb
you will get down with us or you'll lay down wit' dem
before you can lace up your Timbs,
rims and bass! In spite of all your wishes
I'm drivin' by rattlin' up your dishes.
My subs even smell delicious,
servin' up sonic loaves and fishes.
Rims and bass! Wit' da bass and da rims an' da rims and tha bass,
bringin' da bling and da boom right on up in your face.
See, I and I have arrived up in this place.
Gimme da bass. Gimme da rims.
Gimme da gimme da gimme da bass!
bringin' da bling and boom up in your face.
Yes, I've arrived up in this place
with my bass and rims, with my
rims and bass! Wit' da rims an' da bass
an' da bass an' da rims
wit' da beat dat will bust, bust you up limb from limb
you will get down with us or you'll lay down wit' dem
before you can lace up your Timbs,
rims and bass! In spite of all your wishes
I'm drivin' by rattlin' up your dishes.
My subs even smell delicious,
servin' up sonic loaves and fishes.
Rims and bass! Wit' da bass and da rims an' da rims and tha bass,
bringin' da bling and da boom right on up in your face.
See, I and I have arrived up in this place.
Gimme da bass. Gimme da rims.
Gimme da gimme da gimme da bass!
Rude Boy Salute
I don't need to be protected.
I don't need to be set free.
I'm already well connected.
I don't want your guarantee. Nine fingers clenched, I accept your science.
But I raise you one in sweet defiance!
I raise my rude boy salute up high!
I raise my rude boy salute up high!
I stick my finger in your eye!
I raise my rude boy salute up high! I want action. I want motion.
I won't hear your words again.
Give me traction from commotion
or I'll make my own, my friend. Nine fingers clenched, I accept your science.
But I raise you one in sweet defiance!
I raise my rude boy salute up high!
I raise my rude boy salute up high!
I stick my finger in your eye!
I raise my rude boy salute up high! Tempt my greed with songs of money.
Tempt my lust with songs of sex.
All your sirens songs sound funny.
They all sound like auto wrecks. Nine fingers clenched, I accept your science.
But I raise you one in sweet defiance!
I raise my rude boy salute up high!
I raise my rude boy salute up high!
I stick my finger in your eye!
I raise my rude boy salute up high!
I don't need to be set free.
I'm already well connected.
I don't want your guarantee. Nine fingers clenched, I accept your science.
But I raise you one in sweet defiance!
I raise my rude boy salute up high!
I raise my rude boy salute up high!
I stick my finger in your eye!
I raise my rude boy salute up high! I want action. I want motion.
I won't hear your words again.
Give me traction from commotion
or I'll make my own, my friend. Nine fingers clenched, I accept your science.
But I raise you one in sweet defiance!
I raise my rude boy salute up high!
I raise my rude boy salute up high!
I stick my finger in your eye!
I raise my rude boy salute up high! Tempt my greed with songs of money.
Tempt my lust with songs of sex.
All your sirens songs sound funny.
They all sound like auto wrecks. Nine fingers clenched, I accept your science.
But I raise you one in sweet defiance!
I raise my rude boy salute up high!
I raise my rude boy salute up high!
I stick my finger in your eye!
I raise my rude boy salute up high!
Serenade at Gunpoint
Once a balladeer,
I can't believe it's digressed to this.
I can't believe we're here.
Now I'm a bandit.
My M.O. is so good to go
I can even hardly stand it, myself.
A gunpoint serenade!
Everybody better move slow.
Put your hands up and your heads down.
Unless you really gotta know. Now ya better think fast!
The Funky Romantic
is pullin' down the Ski mask for the
gunpoint serenade, gunpoint serenade!
So give me all your love or face the consequences! So tell me, Bonnie.
This is Clyde talkin'.
Are you in it for the love
or in it for the money?
Tell me, Juliet. Guess who!
Tell me what you want.
You know you're gonna get it.
Someday.
It's a gunpoint serenade, a gunpoint serenade.
So give me all your love or get me paid!
A gunpoint serenade, gunpoint serenade!
A gunpoint serenade, gunpoint serenade!
I can't believe it's digressed to this.
I can't believe we're here.
Now I'm a bandit.
My M.O. is so good to go
I can even hardly stand it, myself.
A gunpoint serenade!
Everybody better move slow.
Put your hands up and your heads down.
Unless you really gotta know. Now ya better think fast!
The Funky Romantic
is pullin' down the Ski mask for the
gunpoint serenade, gunpoint serenade!
So give me all your love or face the consequences! So tell me, Bonnie.
This is Clyde talkin'.
Are you in it for the love
or in it for the money?
Tell me, Juliet. Guess who!
Tell me what you want.
You know you're gonna get it.
Someday.
It's a gunpoint serenade, a gunpoint serenade.
So give me all your love or get me paid!
A gunpoint serenade, gunpoint serenade!
A gunpoint serenade, gunpoint serenade!
Shut Up and Dance
A day, a spade, a shot - what you will,
that clarion long-distance call for revolution
like circus snake oil salesmen
hawk elixirs of eternal youth.
But somewhere in the sweat
of this infernal gyrating commotion
seems to be a line of crumbs
trying to lead us to some modicum of truth. Like no one else is looking
without regard to circumstance,
while there's sand in the hourglass,
while we still have a chance
to the right of the riot
but don't get left keepin' quiet, no, no, no.
It seems that you'll be stayin'
so all we are sayin' is, 'Shut up and dance!'
Shut up and dance!
Shut up, shut up, shut up and dance! So school is in session.
Can you dig this little lesson, yeah?
About the pop quiz
on the multiple choice question,
to be your best resign yourself
to take another one on the chin
or be worse and strike first,
sneak your lucky sucker punch in. While no one else is looking
without regard to circumstance,
while there's sand in the hourglass,
while there's still half a chance
to the right of the riot
but don't get left keepin' quiet, no, no, no.
It seems that you'll be stayin'
so all we are sayin' is, 'Shut up and dance!'
Shut up and dance!
Shut up, shut up, shut up and dance!
that clarion long-distance call for revolution
like circus snake oil salesmen
hawk elixirs of eternal youth.
But somewhere in the sweat
of this infernal gyrating commotion
seems to be a line of crumbs
trying to lead us to some modicum of truth. Like no one else is looking
without regard to circumstance,
while there's sand in the hourglass,
while we still have a chance
to the right of the riot
but don't get left keepin' quiet, no, no, no.
It seems that you'll be stayin'
so all we are sayin' is, 'Shut up and dance!'
Shut up and dance!
Shut up, shut up, shut up and dance! So school is in session.
Can you dig this little lesson, yeah?
About the pop quiz
on the multiple choice question,
to be your best resign yourself
to take another one on the chin
or be worse and strike first,
sneak your lucky sucker punch in. While no one else is looking
without regard to circumstance,
while there's sand in the hourglass,
while there's still half a chance
to the right of the riot
but don't get left keepin' quiet, no, no, no.
It seems that you'll be stayin'
so all we are sayin' is, 'Shut up and dance!'
Shut up and dance!
Shut up, shut up, shut up and dance!
(Come Get Some of) This
Some songs sometimes
stroke that certain sweet spot
whether you get down like we get down
or not, or not, or not, oh! This here groove, yes you know, grows in girth,
grabs you by your guts and shakes you up
for everything you're worth.
Everything you're worth! Yeah, I got the goods if you've got the guts,
get a grip. It's time to go. Gotta go, y'all!
If you think you've got the guts, step up!
Come on. Come get you some!
Come get some of this! Come get some of this! Come get some of this!
Come get some of this! Come get some of this! I've got the goods if you've got the guns.
Let's get a grip. It's time to go, gotta go.
If you think you've got the guts, step up!
Come on. Come get you some!
Come get some of this! Come get some of this! Come get some of this!
Come get some of this! Come get some of this!
stroke that certain sweet spot
whether you get down like we get down
or not, or not, or not, oh! This here groove, yes you know, grows in girth,
grabs you by your guts and shakes you up
for everything you're worth.
Everything you're worth! Yeah, I got the goods if you've got the guts,
get a grip. It's time to go. Gotta go, y'all!
If you think you've got the guts, step up!
Come on. Come get you some!
Come get some of this! Come get some of this! Come get some of this!
Come get some of this! Come get some of this! I've got the goods if you've got the guns.
Let's get a grip. It's time to go, gotta go.
If you think you've got the guts, step up!
Come on. Come get you some!
Come get some of this! Come get some of this! Come get some of this!
Come get some of this! Come get some of this!
Waiting in Babylon
Pilgrims in this unholy land
awaiting his call home again,
now's the time to make your stand,
for soon you'll see the Promised Land.
So, rise up, Children of Zion
waiting in Babylon.
Pray for strength to carry on
living in Babylon.
One dark night before the dawn,
waiting in Babylon,
morning glory train soon come,
leaving out of Babylon. Chosen people in bondage still
dying here against your will,
wait like lambs before the kill
for now it won't be long until
We rise up, Children of Zion
waiting in Babylon.
Pray for strength to carry on
living in Babylon.
One dark night before the dawn,
waiting in Babylon,
morning glory train soon come,
leaving out of Babylon. Staring at the beckoning sea,
reaching, pointing longingly,
embark an epic iminent journey
to take you where you want to be.
Rise up, Children of Zion
waiting in Babylon.
Pray for strength to carry on
living in Babylon.
One dark night before the dawn,
waiting in Babylon,
morning glory train soon come,
leaving out of Babylon. Rise up out of slavery.
Call upon your bravery.
Release yourselves from misery.
Only you can set you free!
Rise up, Children of Zion
waiting in Babylon.
Pray for strength to carry on
living in Babylon.
One dark night before the dawn,
waiting in Babylon,
morning glory train soon come,
leaving out of Babylon.
awaiting his call home again,
now's the time to make your stand,
for soon you'll see the Promised Land.
So, rise up, Children of Zion
waiting in Babylon.
Pray for strength to carry on
living in Babylon.
One dark night before the dawn,
waiting in Babylon,
morning glory train soon come,
leaving out of Babylon. Chosen people in bondage still
dying here against your will,
wait like lambs before the kill
for now it won't be long until
We rise up, Children of Zion
waiting in Babylon.
Pray for strength to carry on
living in Babylon.
One dark night before the dawn,
waiting in Babylon,
morning glory train soon come,
leaving out of Babylon. Staring at the beckoning sea,
reaching, pointing longingly,
embark an epic iminent journey
to take you where you want to be.
Rise up, Children of Zion
waiting in Babylon.
Pray for strength to carry on
living in Babylon.
One dark night before the dawn,
waiting in Babylon,
morning glory train soon come,
leaving out of Babylon. Rise up out of slavery.
Call upon your bravery.
Release yourselves from misery.
Only you can set you free!
Rise up, Children of Zion
waiting in Babylon.
Pray for strength to carry on
living in Babylon.
One dark night before the dawn,
waiting in Babylon,
morning glory train soon come,
leaving out of Babylon.