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17 September 2008

Frank Zappa | Bobby Brown lyrics

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Hey there, people, Im bobby brown They say Im the cutest boy in town My car is fast, my teeth is shiney I tell all the girls they can kiss my heinie Here I am at a famous school Im dressin sharp n im Actin cool I got a cheerleader here wants to help with my paper Let her do all the work n maybe later Ill rape her Oh God I am the american dream I do not think Im too extreme An Im a handsome sonofabitch Im gonna get a good job n be real rich (get a good Get a good Get a good Get a good job) Womens liberation Came creepin across the nation I tell you people I was not ready When I fucked this dyke by the name of freddie She made a little speech then, Aw, she tried to make me say when She had my balls in a vice, but she left the dick I guess its still hooked on, but now it shoots too quick Oh God I am the american dream But now I smell like vaseline An Im a miserable sonofabitch Am I a boy or a lady...i dont know which (I wonder wonder Wonder wonder) So I went out n bought me a leisure suit I jingle my change, but Im still kinda cute Got a job doin radio promo An none of the jocks can even tell Im a homo Eventually me n a friend Sorta drifted along into s&m I can take about an hour on the tower of power long as I gets a little golden shower Oh God I am the american dream With a spindle up my butt till it makes me scream An Ill do anything to get ahead I lay awake nights sayin, thank you, fred! Oh god, oh god, Im so fantastic! Thanks to freddie, Im a sexual spastic And my name is bobby brown Watch me now, Im goin down, And my name is bobby brown Watch me now, Im goin down, etc.

15 September 2008

Sting | Moon Over Bourbon Street lyrics

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Theres a moon over bourbon street tonight I see faces as they pass beneath the pale lamplight Ive no choice but to follow that call The bright lights, the people, and the moon and all I pray everyday to be strong For I know what I do must be wrong Oh youll never see my shade or hear the sound of my feet While theres a moon over bourbon street It was many years ago that I became what I am I was trapped in this life like an innocent lamb Now I can only show my face at noon And youll only see me walking by the light of the moon The brim of my hat hides the eye of a beast Ive the face of a sinner but the hands of a priest Oh youll never see my shade or hear the sound of my feet While theres a moon over bourbon street She walks everyday through the streets of new orleans Shes innocent and young from a family of means I have stood many times outside her window at night To struggle with my instinct in the pale moon light How could I be this way when I pray to God above I must love what I destroy and destroy the thing I love Oh youll never see my shade or hear the sound of my feet While theres a moon over bourbon street

Sting & Police | Bring On The Night lyrics

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The afternoon has gently passed me by The evening spreads its sail against the sky Waiting for tomorrow, just another day God bid yesterday good-bye Bring on the night I couldnt spend another hour of daylight Bring on the night I couldnt stand another hour of daylight The future is but a question mark Hangs above my head, there in the dark Cant see for the brightness is staring me blind God bid yesterday good-bye Bring on the night I couldnt spend another hour of daylight Bring on the night I couldnt stand another hour of daylight I couldnt spend another hour of daylight I couldnt stand another hour of daylight