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[Chef]

She's No Lady
(Lyle Lovett)

She hates my mama
She hates my daddy too
She loves to tell me
She hates the things I do
She loves to lie beside me
Almost every night
She's no lady she's my wife

The preacher asked her
And she said I do
The preacher asked me
And she said yes he does too
And the preacher said
I pronounce you 99 to life
Son she's no lady she's your wife

And I can't remember
How I met her
Seems like she's always just been hanging here off my right arm
And I can't remember
How I ever
Thought that I just couldn't live without a woman's charm

And even though
She loves the smell of French perfume
And even though
She walks around in high-heel shoes
All I know
Is I'm the one who pays her price
Man she's no lady she's my wife

And I can't remember
How I met her
Seems like she's always just been hanging here off my right arm
And I can't remember
How I ever
Thought that I just couldn't live without a woman's charm

Yea she hates my mama
She hates my daddy too
She loves to tell me
She hates the things I do
She loves to lie beside me
Almost every night
She's no lady she's my wife

[Chef]

Seek And Destroy

We are scanning the scene
in the city tonight
We are looking for you
to start up a fight
There is an evil feeling
in our brains
But it is nothing new
you know it drives us insane


Running,
On our way
Hiding,
You will pay
Dying,
One thousand deaths
Running,
On our way
Hiding,
You will pay
Dying,
One thousand deaths
Searching,
Seek and Destroy
Searching,
Seek and Destroy
Searching,
Seek and Destroy
Searching,
Seek and Destroy


There is no escape
and that is for sure
This is the end we won't take any more
Say goodbye
to the world you live in
You have always been taking
but now you're giving


Running,
On our way
Hiding,
You will pay
Dying,
One thousand deaths
Running,
On our way
Hiding,
You will pay
Dying,
One thousand deaths
Searching,
Seek and Destroy
Searching,
Seek and Destroy
Searching,
Seek and Destroy
Searching,
Seek and Destroy


Our brains are on fire
with the feeling to kill
And it will not go away
until our dreams are fulfilled
There is only one thing
on our minds
Don't try running away
`cause you're the one we will find


Running,
On our way
Hiding,
You will pay
Dying,
One thousand deaths
Running,
On our way
Hiding,
You will pay
Dying,
One thousand deaths
Searching,
Seek and Destroy
Searching,
Seek and Destroy
Searching,
Seek and Destroy
Searching,
Seek and Destroy

[Chef]

Subterranean Homesick Blues (bob dylan)
Johnny's in the basement
Mixing up the medicine
I'm on the pavement
Thinking about the government
The man in the trench coat
Badge out, laid off
Says he's got a bad cough
Wants to get it paid off
Look out kid
It's somethin' you did
God knows when
But you're doin' it again
You better duck down the alley way
Lookin' for a new friend
The man in the coon-skin cap
In the big pen
Wants eleven dollar bills
You only got ten

Maggie comes fleet foot
Face full of black soot
Talkin' that the heat put
Plants in the bed but
The phone's tapped anyway
Maggie says that many say
They must bust in early May
Orders from the D. A.
Look out kid
Don't matter what you did
Walk on your tip toes
Don't try "No Doz"
Better stay away from those
That carry around a fire hose
Keep a clean nose
Watch the plain clothes
You don't need a weather man
To know which way the wind blows

Get sick, get well
Hang around a ink well
Ring bell, hard to tell
If anything is goin' to sell
Try hard, get barred
Get back, write braille
Get jailed, jump bail
Join the army, if you fail
Look out kid
You're gonna get hit
But users, cheaters
Six-time losers
Hang around the theaters
Girl by the whirlpool
Lookin' for a new fool
Don't follow leaders
Watch the parkin' meters

Ah get born, keep warm
Short pants, romance, learn to dance
Get dressed, get blessed
Try to be a success
Please her, please him, buy gifts
Don't steal, don't lift
Twenty years of schoolin'
And they put you on the day shift
Look out kid
They keep it all hid
Better jump down a manhole
Light yourself a candle
Don't wear sandals
Try to avoid the scandals
Don't wanna be a bum
You better chew gum
The pump don't work
'Cause the vandals took the handles

[Rini210]

The Beatles: Back in the U.S.S.R

Flew in from Miami Beach B.O.A.C,
Didn't get to bed last night.
On the way the paper bag was on my knee,
Man, I had a dreadful flight.

I'm back in the U.S.S.R.
You don't know how lucky you are, boy,
Back in the U.S.S.R.

Been away so long I hardly knew the place,
Gee, it's good to be back home.
Leave it till tomorrow to unpack my case,
Honey, disconnect the phone...

I'm back in the U.S.S.R
You don't know how lucky you are, boy,
Back in the U.S, back in the U.S, back in the U.S.S.R!

Well the Ukraine girls really knock me out,
They leave the west behind.
And the Moscow girls make me sing and shout,
That Georgia's always on my my my my my my mi-ind!

(In background, "Oh, Paul", then instrumental)

I'm back in the U.S.S.R
You don't know how lucky you are, boy,
Back in the U.S.S.R.

Well, the Ukraine girls really knock me out,
They leave the west behind.
And the Moscow girls make me sing and shout,
That Georgia's always on my my my my my my mi-ind!

Oh, show me round your snow-peaked mountains way down south,
Take me to your daddy's farm
Let me hear your balalaikas ringing out,
Come and keep your comrade warm.

I'm back in the U.S.S.R.
You don't know how lucky you are, boy,
Back in the U.S.S.R. Oh!

[Rini210]

Michelle Branch : You Get Me

so i'm a little left of center
i'm a little out of tune
some say i'm paranormal
so i just bend their spoon
who wants to be ordinary
in a crazy, mixed-up world
i don't care what they're sayin'
as long as i'm your girl

hey, you were on my side
and they, they just roll their eyes

you get me
when nobody understands
you come and take the chance, baby
you get me
you look inside my wild mind
never knowing what you'll find
and still you want me all the time
yeah, you do
yeah, you get me

so what if i see the sunshine
in the pouring rain
some people will think i'm crazy
but you say it's okay
you've seen my secret garden
where all of my flowers grow
in my imagination
anything goes

i, i am all you want
they, they just read me wrong

you get me
when nobody understands
you come and hold my hand, baby
you get me
you look inside my wild mind
never knowing what you'll find
still you want me all the time
yeah, you do
'cause you get me

hey, you were on my side
they, they just roll their eyes
yeah, yeah, yeah

'cause you get me
when nobody understands
you come and take the chance, baby
you get me
when none of the pieces fit
you make sense of it
you get me
you look inside me wild mind
never knowing what you'll find
and still i want you all the time
yeah, i do
'cause you get me
yeah, oh, yeah, oh

[Rini210]

Ian Van Dahl : Will I?

Will I ever love you again?
Will we be together again?
Thought the love we had was strong
Tell me what's on
Where did we go wrong?

Will I, Will I, Will I
Will I, Will I, Will I

Will I ever love you again?
Will we be together again?
Thought the love we had was strong
Tell me what's on
Where did we go wrong?

Will I ever love you again?
Will we be together again?
Thought the love we had was strong
Tell me what's on
Where did we go wrong?

[Chef]

Hymn 43 (jethro tull)
Oh father high in heavensmile down upon your son
whose busy with his money games his women and his gun.
Oh Jesus save me!
And the unsung Western hero killed an Indian or three
and made his name in Hollywood
to set the white man free.
Oh Jesus save me!
If Jesus saves well, He'd better save Himself
from the gory glory seekers who use His name in death.
Oh Jesus save me!
I saw him in the city and on the mountains of the moon
His cross was rather bloody
He could hardly roll His stone.
Oh Jesus save me!

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The Drugs - No Place with Hip Hop

1 Cyprus Hill + 1 industrial drill
Do the math you're not dumb
it's a crap sounding sum
With an outcome that equals
a bunch of sad sequals
It's like mixing techno up
with the Beatles

It just doesn't go
so don't say "Hey Ho"
Because an Aussie Limp Bizkit
is a Soggy Sao
I'm not sure who started
this shit genre first
But one thing's for sure
it wasn't Fred fucking Durst

So please... stop... metal...
has no place with Hip Hop

I remember Steve Tyler and Run DMC
That's why all of this shit
just sounds so old to me
It's been done it's not fun
it's passe` it's been
You're just reinventing
Rage Against The Machine
Leave Metal for the bangers;
leave Rap for the Homies
"Now Mr Durst as rehersed could you
put your cap on back to front
So the visor don't bump my tum tum
when you fucking blow me!"

So please... stop... metal...
has no place with Hip Hop

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BFW
Christina Aguilera:
Some dead-eyed child bride
Has learnt to dance
BFW
Sisqo: One pack of vicious blacks
hates another.
BFW
Moby: A geography teacher
Bought a blues record.
BFW
Radiohead: Redefining the very idiom
That is modern music.
BFW
Psy-trance. Big Beat. Prog House.
Old Skool. Hard house.
Nu-skool breaks:
BFW
London: The 500 most snooty people
Think something's important.
BFW
Acting in a movie: Walk to the mark. Say the line.
Do it again.
BFW
Video clips: The revolving moose-head shot
Cost quater of a mil.
BFW
Pay T.V: Gilligan's Island. Rugby.
Gilligan's Island again.
BFW
The Internet: More crap at your fingertips
Than on them.
BFW

Big Fucking Whoopee.

Georgio Armani: Makes dresses.
Makes more dresses.
BFW
The Queen Mother: Fucked the right guy.
Lots of money. Drunkard.
BFW
Vegans: Deeply committed people.
Better than you and me.
BFW
Stock market: Lots of guys with rat-cunning,
Ripping off each other.
BFW
BMW: You hop in this car,
Then drive it.
BFW