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Angels Smiling on my happiness Danger 'Cause the scene is still a mess ( We can all be blast ) Don't stop just yet Our window We' ve got the world looking in Don't stop just yet Our window We' ve got the world looking in Spinning slowly out of sight Spacecraft Peace man Keep on chasing the wrong guy We' ve got the world looking in ( We'll see eye to eye ) Don't stop just yet Our window Don't stop just yet Our window We' ve got the world looking in We' ve got the world looking in We' ve got the world looking in Our window Don't stop just yet Our window We' ve got the world looking in Our window We' ve got the world looking in Don't stop just yet Our window |
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| 2. |
| 4:22 |
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Who can you trust when you need to? Crashing back down to earth I've found Why do we rust when we heed you? We can love Oh, let me see All of the places that I can be All of the places where we can go Oh, let me know Falling apart right from the start Do you ever think in bubbles? Do you ever shake up troubles? All of the places that I can be Oh, let me know Crawling 'round All of the places where we can go Shadows leave us standing naked Oh, let me see Show us how to stand up, strong Waiting, for you takes so long We can't fake it Oh, let me see All of the places that I can be Oh, let me know All of the places where we can go All of the places that I can be Oh, let me see Oh, let me know All of the places where we can go |
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| 3. |
| 4:05 |
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I am the new For reasons I can never explain I speak the truth I put an end to all your pain I want guilt, I wanna to drag you right through your past I'm on a role And I'm moving way to fast (Alright) Aren't we always looking over our shoulders Aren't we always drawing guns from our holsters I'm at the start to check every hour of the day I stand well above And mould you with my clay Out of the depth, every soul can pay a fee Those who are kept I'm gonna set you free (Alright) Aren't we always looking over our shoulders Aren't we always drawing guns from our holsters I'll shed light Tear apart all you believe One of us Grateful for all you receive Make it up, do you find it hard to contain Pray in God, can you hold it all inside your brain (Alright) Aren't you always getting scared of the future Aren't you always thinking someone will shoot you Aren't we always looking over our shoulders Aren't we always drawing guns from our holsters |
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| 4. |
| 4:25 |
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Angry faces, cursing loud, Changing places, falling proud Time is money Behind the bomb, no one cares, We're taught to tear All we want is some success It's all part of the process But the chance is never around We all love looking down It's all part of the process We all love looking down All we want is some success How can we show, how to feel But the chance is never around Situation ain't so real We need targets on war we wage Chopping wood won't stop the rage It's all part of the process We all love looking down But the chance is never around All we want is some success It's all part of the process All we want is some success We all love looking down But the chance is never around You smash they grab 'til it's gone And I am the way it's all to scale Attempt to grow and fix undone It's all part of the process We all love looking down We're all companions on which we sail But the chance is never around All we want is some success It's all part of the process All we want is some success We all love looking down But the chance is never around We all love looking down It's all part of the process But the chance is never around All we want is some success We all love looking down It's all part of the process But the chanceAll we want is some success |
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| 5. |
| 4:39 |
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Three months in here Can't catch the tears Time never lands Our love is all that stands now Streets feel strange And longer lives can never change I'm so glad to have you And it's getting worse I'm so mad to love you And you evil curse I feel out of place Just look at my face Stuck in the mud Knee-deep in blood girl Eyes, blind fold You never said I'm growing old I'm so glad to have you And it's getting worse I'm so mad to love you And your evil curse I'm so glad to have you And it's getting worse I'm so mad to love you And your evil curse |
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| 6. |
| 5:19 |
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Sometimes I get up feeling good but greed gets me down, And they treat you like a child they need to control. I try to think about the highs, the freedom we've found, The music that we make will heal all our mistakes and lead us, When the business in your life don't sit with your soul, The music that we hear is always standing near to feed us. We're all gonna rise above all things that we lack, Good vibrations that we make will come bouncing back. The music that we make will heal all our mistakes and lead us, The music that we hear is always standing near to feed us. The music that we hear is always standing near to feed usThe music that we make will heal all our mistakes and lead us, The music that we hear is always standing near to feed us. The music that we make will heal all our mistakes and lead us, |
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| 7. |
| 3:31 |
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Driving with your Handbrake on But you can't smell the burning Colliding with oblivion Just to keep heads turning Man i want some, pretty cash It's ugly all that saving Cause we could get so fabulous When we're out Rolex raving No craving Oh we're way beyond our means To buy these crazy things Oh we're wasting our whole lives In the struggle to survive Get yourself in Debt for me The grass don't get no greener Have it all so far upfront It doesn't take a dreamer A beamer Oh we're way beyond our means We love these spending sprees Oh we're wasting all our time On some production line But diving down the web we chute We'll be ok if we uproot Cause i don't mean no heavy family Holding me Oh we're way beyond our means To buy these crazy things Oh we're making them Swiss Francs To burst there private banks Oh we're way beyond our means We love these spending sprees Oh we're wasting our whole lives In a struggle to survive |
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| 8. |
| 5:07 |
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We always have a choice Or at least I think we do We can always use our voice I thought this to be true We can live in fear Extend our selves to love We can fall below Or lift our selves above Fear can stop you loving Love can stop your fear Fear can stop you loving But it's not always that clear I always try so hard To share my self around But now I'm closing up again Drilling through the ground Fear can stop you loving Love can stop your fear Fear can stop you loving But it's not always that clear I'd love to give my self away But I find it hard to trust I've got no map to find my way Amongst these clouds of dust Fear can stop you loving Love can stop your fear Fear can stop you loving Love can stop your fear Fear can stop you loving Love can stop your fear Fear can stop you loving But it's not always that clear X4 |
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| 9. |
| 3:46 |
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They wanted me here just to show you my face, But when it comes to the crunch I just hide in disgrace. You're calling me mad but I know you're the same, 'Cause you've got to be seen to playing the game, Yes you've got to be seen to be playing the game. I'm under your curse now but I call it compromise, It ain't gonna hurt now if you open up your eyes, But you were otherwise. I thought that you were wise, You're making it worse now everytime you criticise, A specimen like you I would love to obtain, I ask a tedious guy if he'll tell me your name. I'd love to impress you with a back somersault, Wanna take out your love but irs locked in a vault. Wanna take out your love but its locked in a vault, You're making it worse now everytime you criticise. It ain't gonna hurt now if you open up your eyes, I'm under your curse now but I call it compromise, I thought that you were wise, But you were otherwise. When I open my mouth I am brutally honest, And I can't expect that kind of love from you. When you open your mouth your teeth are beautifully polished, No I can't explain the pain you're going through. And I cant extract the pain you're going through, You're making it worse now everytime you womanise. It ain't gonna hurt now if you open up your eyes, I'm under your curse.... I'm under your curse now but I call it compromise, It ain't gonna hurt now if you open up your eyes, You're making it worse now everytime you criticise. I'm under your curse now but I call it compromise, But you were otherwise.I thought that you were wise, |
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| 10. |
| 5:48 |
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Flocking to the sea
Crowds of people wait for me Sea gulls scavenge Steal ice cream Worries vanish Within my dream I left my soul there, Down by the sea I lost control here Living free I left my soul there, Down by the sea I lost control here Living free Fishing boats sail past the shore No singing may-day any more The sun is shining The Water's clear Just you and I walk along the pier I left my soul there, Down by the sea I lost control here Living free I left my soul there, Down by the sea I lost control here Living free A cool breeze flows but mind the wasp Some get stung it's worth the cost I'd love to stay The city calls me home More hassles fuss and lies on the phone I left my soul there, Down by the sea I lost control here Living free I left my soul there, Down by the sea I lost control here Living free I left my soul there, Down by the sea I lost control here Living free I left my soul there, Down by the sea I lost control with you, And living, living, And I, living, by the sea |
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| 11. |
| 5:32 |
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Tune in, drop out of love, Pull the trigger, I'm a hippie, So said a truth, and blood, Alive and well, Standing in line of fire, You push the buttons. For the whole, My soul, The drums, Step codes, And sing, Love the children, Love love love, i'm a trigger hippie, yeah Learn to live with everything. Love love love, we're trigger hippies, yeah. Zoom in, cut out at sound, Make it feel so trippy Hung up, let down to ground, Love love love, i'm a trigger hippie, yeah Forget the kill it's far to sticky Love love love, we're trigger hippies, yeah. Love love love, i'm a trigger hippie, yeah Love love love, we're trigger hippies, yeah. Love love love, i'm a trigger hippie, yeah Love love love, we're trigger hippies, yeah |
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| 12. |
| 3:57 |
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Skye Hey, musicman just play something cool We love the sunshine to dance by the pool Down with the crew known to pump up the bass We rock the joint at a cool steady pace Love sweet love Just a little understanding Up above Way down deep inside Just a little understanding Love sweet love Up above Way down deep inside We blow up the spot and get caught in the blast Rock and roll music's a thing of the past Love sweet love Just a little understanding Up above Way down deep inside Love sweet love Just a little understanding Up above Way down, deep inside Wow, wow yehe Wow, wow yehe Wow, wow yehe Wow, wow yehe Mr complex Huh huh Morcheeba Huh, yes yes you're like that As a matter of fact Huh, it's fat like a christmas list Twist to kiss like this Keep on rocking And I suck your stocking It's not too shocking Huh huh I got your pop rockin' The party got your body jammin' Love sweet love In a moving understanding Skye Love sweet love Up above Just a little understanding Way down, deep inside Up above Love sweet love Just a little understanding Way down deep inside Love sweet love You know it doesn't get demanding Up above Get down deep inside Just a litte understanding Love sweet love Up above Way down deep inside ????!!! Mr complex Wow, wow yeh Wow, wow yeh Wow, wow yeh Wow, wew yeh
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| 13. |
| 4:14 |
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[Intro: Inspectah Deck] Is you ready? Back by popular demand... Murderous specialist tactics Wu Tang Clan no rehearsal or practice Niggaz ain't ready for this... Niggaz ain't ready for this... Niggaz ain't ready for this... [Inspectah Deck] Chrome dips beamin off July sun rays Trees are fade blendin with the side burn shades Cotton club status clientel SL heavy jewel Niggaz jail, young niggaz screw well Swingin like Smokey on the slow beat Shiny walker hold me, closely as I mosey on the low key If you don't know by now, you'll never know me You know me, I swing it to the young-ins and the OG's Witnessed by notary public, certified rough shit Does it feel good, how was it? Gritty like the subway tracks My protocal permanate like graffiti on the project walls On the AWOL, alias Jamal Duval Roam through the universe, plans of roamin it all In the meantime, in between time, we shine Dangerous minds travel on this uphill climb [Chorus: Inspectah Deck] If you want some, get some This is it, son, this one Make 'em feel the friction Guarenteed hit, son, miss none Flip one, you better bring your big gun [Masta Killa] Some niggaz I'd rather not spar minds with They can't simutale my thoughts or fuck with Creative testosterone, mic-phone calms the menopausable hormone quakage trapped like estrogen, we makin, all of the above supremely I hold my shit, when I run, I hesitate to stomp the come bring water from the brain, nigga, they tried to send me back, but still I came Teraform mindframe contains elements of iron which began steel Healin men life, Allah just brought me forth to bust mine This time I spare no one, poison sword seed technique Breathe the Earth, take the head of those and feed 'em to the universe Blessed with volts of electric, life threatnin segments, it's hectic [Chorus] [Inspectah Deck] Poetry in motion, east to west coastin Overseas blowin with lines tightly woven Still goin full speed, pullin g's Tryin to eat 'til my mouth gets too full to feed I excel, cast spells similar to Merlin Mic surgeon, hang like Dr. J. Erving Splurg inner city like uncensored version Mergin with the fast lane, stained with the urban Word in the street, his work was dirt teeth Synthetically weak, make the fans start beef Any comeback attempts would only be in repeats They soon fall off, be mentally lost beyond reach My technique's heat leaves a permanent crease Plant my 2 feet, shootin with the quick release Never cease fire from a Street called Desire The sire, disturbin the peace with c-ciphers [Masta Killa] Who dare comes amongst and tries to peep it The secret of the deadly art, then leak it Snakes, leeches surround the righteous I link the diversion shot, then slip with the swiftness The weaver raindrop, leavin the eye confused Understandin blurred, cloudy electrical storms occur from the Masta, classical head bang slang The deaf tone rises like the blind and dumb Lickin shots at the microphone, Iron Lung We the first to set off shit, last to run Who want some, come and get some Motherfucker! [Chorus] |
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