One Minute Silence Lyrics
One Minute Silence Lyrics
"South Central Lyrics"
Kite Flying Lyrics
Beneath the blue Organ Mountains Beneath the sky and the stars Far from the trail I hear You sigh I hear you sigh In the skin, in the skin Where memory begins In the skin, in the skin It stretches thin In the wind Freed from the flesh and the bone Stretched on a cross of wood Tied to a string and then
Jump, jump, jump!
I'm gonna bring it down
jump, jump, jump!
I'm gonna bring it down
jump, jump, jump!
I'm gonna bring it down
jump, jump, jump!
I'm gonna bring it down
Bring it down,
bring it down for you!
bring it down,
bring it down for you!
bring it down,
bring it down for you!
bring it down,
bring it down for you!
Once again I man the mic, I take a bite,
maybe more than I can chew, but thats the price.
Gonna exercice a fundamental right,
opinion, say what I like.
Say what you will, but think twice,
not a black thing, a black choice,
four hundred years, there's no denial,
why must every white man stand trial?
Outs
You bet your life,
ain't gonna take
what you won't take from whites!
I don't wanna die, never wanna die,
I don't wanna die, never wanna die.
Its a long long way to Tipperary,
South Central, Tippera---ry,
long long way to Tipperary,
South Central, Tippa, Tippa, Tippa.
I will not I cannot, I will not I won't,
South Central!
I will not I cannot, I will not, I won't.
I will not I cannot, I will not, I won't,
South Central!
I will not I cannot, I will not, I won't.
Here I go again, put pen to page,
the fat lady soon to take the stage,
oppression, not just a black page, a white plague,
impressions I get from the black's rage.
So many Je
learn from the tools, fools, in God's name,
learn where to look, and who to blame,
insanity best decribes the frame.
Outspoken!
You bet your life,
ain't gonna take
what you won't take from whites.
I don't wanna die, never wanna die,
I don't wanna die, never wanna die.
Its a long long way to Tipperary,
South Central, Tippera---ry.
long long way to Tipperary,
South Central, Tippa, Tippa, Tippa.
Ya wanna fuck me, momma?
Well, heh, ya fuckin punk!
South Central!
Fuck me momma
Check-check check this you cunt!
Fuck me, momma?
Well, hah, ya fuckin punk!
South Central!
Fuck me momma
Check-check check
I will not, I cannot, I will not, I won't.
I will not, I cannot, I will not, I won't,
I will not, I cannot, I will not, I won't,
I will not, I cannot, I will not, I won't,
I will not, I cannot, I will not, I won't,
I will not, I cannot, I will not, I won't,
I will not, I cannot, I will not, I won't,
I will not, I cannot, I will not, I won't!
South Central!
South Central!
Time to fix what's broken, this road leads to hell.
I chose not my colour, underneath this shell.
Outspoken!
You bet your life,
ain't gonna take
what you won't take from whites.
I don't think so,
I don't think so,
I don't think so!
Beneath the blue Organ Mountains Beneath the sky and the stars Far from the trail I hear You sigh I hear you sigh In the skin, in the skin Where memory begins In the skin, in the skin It stretches thin In the wind Freed from the flesh and the bone Stretched on a cross of wood Tied to a string and then
Jump, jump, jump!
I'm gonna bring it down
jump, jump, jump!
I'm gonna bring it down
jump, jump, jump!
I'm gonna bring it down
jump, jump, jump!
I'm gonna bring it down
Bring it down,
bring it down for you!
bring it down,
bring it down for you!
bring it down,
bring it down for you!
bring it down,
bring it down for you!
Once again I man the mic, I take a bite,
maybe more than I can chew, but thats the price.
Gonna exercice a fundamental right,
opinion, say what I like.
Say what you will, but think twice,
not a black thing, a black choice,
four hundred years, there's no denial,
why must every white man stand trial?
Outs
You Can't Do Me This Way (and Get By) Lyrics
Well you don't care how I've hurt you don't care how I've cried You gotta learn you can't do me this way and get by Well I don't know I don't know why but everything you tell me is a lie You gotta learn you can't do me this way and get by Well it seem at first my thirst for love was satisfied by your sweet charms But now and then you'd lean yo
poken!Well you don't care how I've hurt you don't care how I've cried You gotta learn you can't do me this way and get by Well I don't know I don't know why but everything you tell me is a lie You gotta learn you can't do me this way and get by Well it seem at first my thirst for love was satisfied by your sweet charms But now and then you'd lean yo
You bet your life,
ain't gonna take
what you won't take from whites!
I don't wanna die, never wanna die,
I don't wanna die, never wanna die.
Its a long long way to Tipperary,
South Central, Tippera---ry,
long long way to Tipperary,
South Central, Tippa, Tippa, Tippa.
I will not I cannot, I will not I won't,
South Central!
I will not I cannot, I will not, I won't.
I will not I cannot, I will not, I won't,
South Central!
I will not I cannot, I will not, I won't.
Here I go again, put pen to page,
the fat lady soon to take the stage,
oppression, not just a black page, a white plague,
impressions I get from the black's rage.
So many Je
Straight Shooter Lyrics
I'll hold on, ohh just for so long Every time you slip away I'll make sure you pay No more tears fallin' from me I know you heard it all before Don't try to push me Seems it won't be long 'Til you're comin' 'round I must be strong Won't let you put me down Straight shooter Ya put a hole in my heart Straigh
s, with too few saved,I'll hold on, ohh just for so long Every time you slip away I'll make sure you pay No more tears fallin' from me I know you heard it all before Don't try to push me Seems it won't be long 'Til you're comin' 'round I must be strong Won't let you put me down Straight shooter Ya put a hole in my heart Straigh
learn from the tools, fools, in God's name,
learn where to look, and who to blame,
insanity best decribes the frame.
Outspoken!
You bet your life,
ain't gonna take
what you won't take from whites.
I don't wanna die, never wanna die,
I don't wanna die, never wanna die.
Its a long long way to Tipperary,
South Central, Tippera---ry.
long long way to Tipperary,
South Central, Tippa, Tippa, Tippa.
Ya wanna fuck me, momma?
Well, heh, ya fuckin punk!
South Central!
Fuck me momma
Check-check check this you cunt!
Fuck me, momma?
Well, hah, ya fuckin punk!
South Central!
Fuck me momma
Check-check check
Mama, I'm Alright Lyrics
(Miranda Lambert & Travis Howard) Well the sun just got through going down on a sleepy little Texas town Population plus one minus one A new grandma rocks my sister's kid just like twenty years ago she did The same thing in that same chair She said “this one's born to run” Every day at noon like a chapel bell find her Jes
this you punk!(Miranda Lambert & Travis Howard) Well the sun just got through going down on a sleepy little Texas town Population plus one minus one A new grandma rocks my sister's kid just like twenty years ago she did The same thing in that same chair She said “this one's born to run” Every day at noon like a chapel bell find her Jes
I will not, I cannot, I will not, I won't.
I will not, I cannot, I will not, I won't,
I will not, I cannot, I will not, I won't,
I will not, I cannot, I will not, I won't,
I will not, I cannot, I will not, I won't,
I will not, I cannot, I will not, I won't,
I will not, I cannot, I will not, I won't,
I will not, I cannot, I will not, I won't!
South Central!
South Central!
Time to fix what's broken, this road leads to hell.
I chose not my colour, underneath this shell.
Outspoken!
You bet your life,
ain't gonna take
what you won't take from whites.
I don't think so,
I don't think so,
I don't think so!