Archive for July, 2009

Busta Rhymes feat. Estelle - World Go Round Lyrics

Friday, July 24th, 2009



Busta Rhymes feat. Estelle - World Go Round Lyrics

[Busta Rhymes]
Look, it’s been a long time, I shouldn’ta left you
But now I came back to step through
Think of how many weak dudes you heard boo
Time’s up, sorry I let you
listen to them, you see I’m back with a gem
And you knowin that I’ma always keep it hot ’til the end
And again and again, that’s how we

[Estelle]
Make the world go round
Round, ah-ah-ah-ah-ahh-ahh
Go round, round, ah-ah-ah-ah-ahh-ahh
Go round, round, ah-ah-ah-ah-ahh-ahh
Go round, round, ah-ah-ah-ah go round

[Busta Rhymes]
Ay, AY! Just feel my presence
Better than ever, back with a vengeance
Ah hey, slide on baby just ride on
I give ya, e’rything people rely on
My nigga, the heat that meat gets fried on
Still’ll, drop shit to murder the club
Call it a killa, stand up with my back on the wall
and let her throw her ass, that’s what a thug do
Put it down, rep how we rep, niggaz know we ball
If you ain’t know we bought out the club too
Baby girl get it - let’s swing it
right back to the crib then I hit it, she love the way I spit it
Huh! See when I come they love how I’m movin it
They worship the kid and the way I’m really doin it
Shit, make baby girl moist
I’m steppin in the club, valet the Rolls Royce

[Chorus: Estelle]
Filthy talkin, bottle poppin
Disco rockin, park, go party
I feel life, money and Cashmere
These things, make the world go round
Round, ah-ah-ah-ah-ahh-ahh
Go round, round, ah-ah-ah-ah-ahh-ahh
Go round, round, ah-ah-ah-ah-ahh-ahh
Go round, round, ah-ah-ah-ah go round

[Busta Rhymes]
Now what the hell are you lookin for?
Watch how a nigga bring the ceilin to the floor
See the way I do and get a little raw now
Break somethin, see the way we kickin in the door now
When I come see a Range and a Porsche now
Do what I say, women to the floor now
More is what I’m comin to get
World tours now, nigga charter the jet
Got, women sweatin and they ready and they willin I
Come to the telly and they steady doin the diddy bop
Hit you with it, shorty gettin really hot
Pretty with it, the way a bitch can make the city stop
Whyle all night, mami know the routine
Style so right and I’m creatin a new scene
Bass seem to make mami come and put it on ya
while I give it to ya cause you know I’m back to DO IT for ya!

[Chorus]

[Busta Rhymes]
And away we go off to the next spot
First 5 is a little club kinda hot
First on the scene, see the blunt fire spark
Snatch shorty, take her to the corner where it’s dark
Now, shorty breathin all heavy, hands all on me
Then she turn around and try to put her ass on me
I ain’t payin no mind
’til I seen her crew waitin on the Soul Train line
Now, shorty workin hard tryin to get with me
Wanna take me to the bathroom tryin to give me quickie
But I ain’t trickin on ‘em like my name Tricky
When they smell my cologne they wanna try to give me hickie
Like kissin and huggin and suckin on my wrist full of diamonds
Move slow, I’ll tuck your little chick in my pocket
Type of shit I do all day
Like the last broad to the show stay, okay?

[Chorus]
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Coldplay - Strawberry Swing Lyrics

Thursday, July 23rd, 2009



Coldplay - Strawberry Swing Lyrics

They were sitting
They were sitting on the Strawberry Swing
Every moment was so precious

They were sitting
They were talking under Strawberry Swing
Everybody was for fighting
Wouldn’t wanna waste a thing

Cold, cold water bring me ’round
Now my feet won’t touch the ground
Cold, cold water what ya say?
When it’s such…
It’s such a perfect day
It’s such a perfect day

I remember
We were walking up to Strawberry Swing
I can’t wait until the morning
Wouldn’t wanna change a thing

People moving all the time
Inside a perfectly straight line
Don’t you wanna just curve away?
When it’s such…
It’s such a perfect day
It’s such a perfect day

Ahhh…

Now the sky could be blue
I don’t mind
Without you it’s a waste of time

Could be blue
I don’t mind
Without you it’s a waste of time

Could be blue,
Could be gray
Without you I’m just miles away

Could be blue
I don’t mind
Without you it’s a waste of time

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Imogen Heap - First Train Home Lyrics

Thursday, July 23rd, 2009



Imogen Heap - First Train Home Lyrics

I’ve got to get on it
I’ve got to get on it
I’ve got to get on it

Bodies disengaged, our mouths are fleshing over
It’s just an echo game, irises retreating to ovals of white
The urge to feel your face, and blood rushing to paint my handprint
A Frisbee one by one; your vinyl on lamanent, just prefer some kind of contact

Chorus:
First train home, I’ve got to get on it
First train home, I’ve got to get on it
First train home, I’ve got to get on it
To Catch, to catch, catch-catch, catch
First train home, I’ve got to get on it
First train home, I’ve got to get on it
First train home, I’ve got to get on it
First Train home

Temporal dead zone where clocks are barely breathing
yet no one cares to notice for all the yelling, all night clamor to hold it together
I want to play - don’t wait - forms in the hideaway
I want to get on with getting on with things
I want to run in fields, paint the kitchen, and love someone
And I can’t do any of that here, can I?

First train home, I’ve got to get on it
First train home, I’ve got to get on it
First train home, I’ve got to get on it
First Train home

So what? You’ve had one too many
So what? I’m not that much fun to be with
So what? You’ve come silly hatter
So what? I didn’t want to come here, anyway

What matters you, doesn’t matter, matter to me
What matters to me, doesn’t matter, matter to you
What matters to you, doesn’t matter, matter to them
What matters to them, doesn’t change anything

Got to get on it
First train home
Got to get on it
First train home

First train home I’ve got to get on it
(I’ve got to get on it)
To catch, to catch, catch-catch, catch
(First train home)
First train home I’ve got to get on it
First train home
(First train home)
To go, To go, To go, Get, Get, Get, Get, Out, Out, Out, Out, Now, Now, Now, Now

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Kid British - Our House Is Dadless Lyrics

Wednesday, July 22nd, 2009



Kid British - Our House Is Dadless Lyrics

Verse 1

Well my house is a mad house
Well hardly sit down and watch T.V cause we got things to do
And I got things to do
Mum talks calmly for a while and then starts shouting
Clean up the kitchen
I always say i’ll do it later
Or yeah in a minute
My house is a hot spot
Everyday of the week someone will be in my house who don’t live here
The neighbours ain’t got a problem with us
Yeah music plays in my house constantly
Constant noise but I wouldn’t have it any other way I love my house
Total chaos, yeah its random
Off key, different, no house is similar
But for some reason it works
My house is crazy you know

Chorus

Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house in the middle of our…
Our house, in the middle of our street
Something tells you that you’ve got to move away from it

Verse 2

You hold a better conversation
When born in grimey locations
And that’s where you’ll find my crib
In the same area where the alkies live
So I love my street
You get bare joke when the alkies beef
And though outside may reek
Not in my crib no potpourri
And we’ve just added new bricks
So every other house in the street looks shit
Compared to ours
But its hard to get a decent kip when out comes the stars
Because of all the beef in my avenue
Neighbours fight so police in my avenue
So you might catch me in my living room
Up late writing to beats if I’m in the mood
Or if not i’ll be on the Playstation
Or better still MSN conversations
And everyone of our houses are Dadless
So no wonder our houses are Madness

Chorus

Verse 3

Sunday morning my day off
I can smell that bacon cooking
And mum’s downstairs doing that weekly washing
Singing along she’s got that motown rocking
And i’m shouting out ‘mum turn it down’
Cos i’m tryna sleep right now
Argh forget it I was getting up anyway
Man I can’t get a lie in any day
So i’m downstairs arguing
Mum chill out I won’t have this in our house
Ok, your house
Then I had a little moan how the living room’s freezing
And then she starts screaming
Mum I ain’t being rude just turn up the heating
She said ‘move out if you ain’t warm enough’
Coincidently, suddenly i’m warming up!

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Pete Doherty - Broken Love Song Lyrics

Tuesday, July 21st, 2009



Pete Doherty - Broken Love Song Lyrics

Take a broken love song
Keep it by your side
Never be lonely
Find a place to hide

By the west way
Inside the scrubs
How long must we wait?
For they’re killing us
Killing us

Oh
They are the loneliest
They are the loneliest
They are the loneliest
They are the loneliest
Still

Through my cell window
Hear the loft boys sing
Come on you… (arse? asked?)
Carried on the wind

Every morning
I’ll be singing
Like a caged bird who might say
Jump on George and Ringo
Help me pass the hours away

C…
Would I be
Another dawn creeps up on me
On me
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah

They are the loneliest
They are the loneliest
They are the loneliest
They are the loneliest
Still

Letters from faceless haters
That’d love to
See my swinging in my cell
Oh I never saw a man with
who looked like such …
… prisoners coloured sky

They are the loneliest
They are the loneliest
They are the loneliest
They are the loneliest
Still

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The Dead Weather - Treat Me Like Your Mother Lyrics

Monday, July 20th, 2009



The Dead Weather - Treat Me Like Your Mother Lyrics

Don’t act like you can’t act
I always think you do it
You better learn to shake hands
Treat me like your mother

Don’t act like you can’t act
Stand up like a man
You better learn to shake hands
Treat me like your mother

You came up, too late
You came up, too late now
You came up, too late
To do a thing

Come on look me in the eye
You wanna try to tell a lie
I’ll bet you can’t and you know why?
I’m just like your mother

Look me in the eye now
You wanna try to tell a lie
You can’t and you know why?
I’m just like your mother

You came up, too late
You came up, too late now
You came up, too late
Play dumb, play dead, play straight

Who’s got it figured out?
(play dumb, play dead, play straight)
Who’s got it figured out? Play straight
Time to manipulate

M-A-N-I-P-U-late
M-A-N-I-P-U-late
M-A-N-I-P-U-late
M-A-N-I-P-U-late
Am I too,
Am I late
Am I too
Am I late
Am I, am I, am I, am I,
Am I too
Late

Who’s got it figured out
Left right, left right got it figured out
Who’d got it figured out play straight

Stand up like a man
You better learn to shake hands
Look me in the eye now
Treat me like your mother

Come on, look me in the eye
You wanna try to tell a lie?
You can’t and you know why?
I’m just like your mother

Play dumb, play dead
Tryin’ to manipulate

You blink when you breathe an d you breathe when you lie
You blink when you lie
You blink when you breathe an d you breathe when you lie
You blink when you lie
You blink when you breathe an d you breathe when you lie
You blink when you lie

Who’s got it figured out
Left right, left right got it figured out
Who’s got it figured out, play straight
Tryin to manipulate
Who’s got it figured out
(Left, left right) left right left right
Who’s got it figured out, play straight
Tryin to manipulate

You blink when you breathe an d you breathe when you lie
You blink when you lie
Who’s got it figured out, play straight

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Jason Mraz - If It Kills Me Lyrics

Sunday, July 19th, 2009



Jason Mraz - If It Kills Me Lyrics

Hello, tell me you know
Yeah, you figured me out
Something gave it away
And it would be such a beautiful moment
To see the look on your face
To know that I know that you know now

And baby that’s a case of my wishful thinking
You know nothing
Cause you and I
Why, we go carrying on for hours, on and
We get along much better
Than you and your boyfriend

Well all I really wanna do is love you
A kind much closer than friends use
But I still can’t say it after all we’ve been through
And all I really want from you is to feel me
As the feeling inside keeps building
And I will find a way to you if it kills me
If it kills me

Well how long, can I go on like this,
Wishing to kiss you,
Before I rightly explode?
This double life I lead isn’t healthy for me
In fact it makes me nervous
If I get caught I could be risking it all

Baby there’s a lot that I miss
In case I’m wrong

Well all I really wanna do is love you
A kind much closer than friends use
But I still can’t say it after all we’ve been through
And all I really want from you is to feel me
As the feeling inside keeps building
And I will find a way to you if it kills me
If it kills me

If I should be so bold
I’d ask you to hold my heart in your hand
Tell you from the start how I’ve longed to be your man
But I never said a word
I guess I’m gonna miss my chance again

All I really wanna do is love you
A kind much closer than friends use
But I still can’t say it after all we’ve been through
And all I really want from you is to feel me
As the feeling inside keeps building
And I will find a way to you if it kills me
If it kills me
If it kills me
I think it might kill me

And all I really want from you is to feel me
It’s a feeling inside that keeps building
And I will find a way to you if it kills me
If it kills me
If it kills me
It might kill me

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OAG - PerMYsuri Lirik

Sunday, July 19th, 2009



OAG - PerMYsuri Lirik

Imajin aku tvmu
Transmisionku terbit untukmu
Dramaku produk khas siaranmu
Trans-sonet gelora satelit chinta

Imajin aku radiomu
Intermisionku orbit untukmu
E-ramaku rekord khas hiburanmu
Inter-planet kejora Ke marikh asth-mara wo’o'oo

Per-MY-suri rumahku
Per-My-suri radarku
Per-MY-suri syurgaku.. wo’o'oo
Yang teristimewa

Imajin aku vjmu
Transvisiku terbitan untukmu
Karaktorku ilham khas pedomanmu
Trans-fonik gelora satelit chinta

Imajin aku Djmu
Intervisionku orbit untukmu
Metaforku iltizam khas buatmu
Inter-sonik kejora Ke-marikh asth-mara wo’o'oo

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