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Too Much Too Often by Phantom Planet
You're out not after tonight...About the hole that you becam...Out of the cradle...And into the coffin...And out on the double...I see the clientèle...Out of the cradle...And into the coffin...'ll sweep you under the table...After the...You taste the
White Lightnin' by Lita Ford The wind was howlin' like the devil come knockin'...The house came down, the cradle was rockin'
...He called out for a hoodoo man
...And the lightnin' done stru...I jumped out of that cradle
...ghtnin' strikes and the walls fall down
...ild cat, baby, when the thunder sounds
...ghtnin' strikes and the walls fall down
...ild cat, baby, when the thunder sounds
...ghtnin' strikes and the walls fall down
... witch, honey, when the thunder sounds
...ghtnin' strikes and the walls fall down
...ild cat, baby, when the thunder sounds
...Put on the floor, hah, I almos
System by Platinum Blonde The smoke clears and I'...Than the real thing
...I said look out
...I'll get you out of my... system
...I said look out
...I'll get you out of my... system
...The warning's on the label
...Well this boy's out of his cradle
...Than the real thing
Take the Star Out of the Window by John Prine For the best years of his life
...And the ocean was his wife
...Only fresh out of the cradle
...'Bout the medals on my chest
...Take the star out of the window
...ow he sailed across the ocean
...To the old far eastern war...So he traded in the present
...For the better times he'd s
Act III Scene 2 (Shakespeare) by Saul Williams This is a call out to all the youth in the ghettos, suburbs, villages, townships. To all the kids who download this song for free. By any means. To all the kids short on loot but high on dreams. To all the kids watching T.V., like, "Yo, I wish that was me." And all the kids pressing rewind on Let's Get Free. I hear you. To all the people within the sound of my voice....Spit for the hated, the reviled, the unrefined, the no ones, the nobodies, the last in line....Spit for the hated, the reviled, the unrefined, the no ones, the nobodies, the last in line....vote for this state of affairs. My emotional state's got me prostrate, fearing my fears. In all reality I'm under prepared. 'Cause I'm ready for war but not sure if I'm ready to care. And that's why I'm under prepared. 'Cause I'm ready to fight, but most fights have me fighting back tears. 'Cause the truth is really I'm scared. Not scared of the truth, but just scared of the length you'll go to fight it. I tried to hold my tongue, son. I tried to bite it. I'm not trying to start a riot or incite it. 'Cause Brutus is an honorable man. It's just coincidence that oil men would wage war on an oil rich land. And this one goes out to my man, taking cover in the trenches with a gun...Spit for the hated, the reviled, the unrefined, the no ones, the nobodies, the last in line....Spit for the hated, the reviled, the unrefined, the no ones, the nobodies, the last in line.... now. For you share the guilt of blood spilt in accordance with the Dow Jones. Dow drops fresh crop skull and bones. A machete in the heady: Hutu, Tutsi, Leone. An Afghani in a shanty. Doodle dandy yank on! An Iraqi in Gap khaki. Coca Coma come on! Be ye bishop or pawn, in the streets or the lawn, you should know that these example could go on and on and what since does it make to keep your ears to the street? As long as oils in the soil, truth is never concrete. So we dare to represent those with the barest of feet. 'Cause the laws to which we're loyal keep the soil deplete. It's ...Spit for the hated, the reviled, the unrefined, the no ones, the nobodies, the last in line....Spit for the hated, the reviled, the unrefined, the no ones, the nobodies, the last in line....So here's the plan. The ides of march are always at hand. And when the power hungry strike, they strike the poorest of man. And if you dare put up a fight, they'll come and fight for your land. And they'll call it liberation or salvation. A call to the youth! Your freedom ain't so free, it's just loose. but the power of your voice could redirect every truth. Shift and shape the world you want and keep your fears in a noose. Let them dangle from a banner star spangled. I'm willing and able. To lift my dreams up out of their cradle. Nurse and nurture my ideals 'til they're much more than a fable. I can be all I can be and do much more than I'm paid to. And I won't be a slave to what authorities say do. My desire is to live within a nation on fire, where creative passions burn and raise the stakes ever higher. Where no person is addicted top some twisted supplier who promotes the sort of freedom sold to the highest buyer. We demand a truth naturally at one with the land, not a plant that photosynthesizes bombs on demand, or a search for any weapons we let fall from our hands. I got beats and a plan. I'm gonna do what I can. And what you do is question everything they say do, every goal ideal or value they keep pushing on you. If they ask you to believe it question whether it's true. If they ask you to achieve, is it for them or for you. You're the one they're asking to go carry a gun. Warfare ain't humanitarian. You're scaring me, son. Why not fight to feed the homeless, jobless, fight inflation?! Why not fight for our own healthcare and our education?! And instead, invest in that erasable lead, 'cause their twisted propaganda can't erase all the dead. And the pile of corpses pyramid on top of our heads. Or nevermind, said the shotgun to the head
Backseat by Juliana Hatfield The gauge is on e
...I'm gripping the wheel
...The map is so hard to r...I can't see the road
...From right here to the ground
...On the space
...Right in front of me.
...An angel takes the wheel
...I climb into the backseat
...And get under the blanket where sleep...Who fell out of the cradle
...A feeling of release
...Pull over and get out
...e down, clinging to the earth
...You want the world to stop
...Get up, brush off the dirt
Die Trying by Art of Dying Sometimes the weight is more than...But I'd probably do the same...I get the feeling that it's planned out...From the cradle to the grave...Sometimes the weight is more than
The Best of Enemies by Sabbat Oh instrument of God force -
...Even the most foolish theif
...Cage of his own making.
...The Ways of Wyrd are many and
...For the secrets that you se...The threads cannot be b...Like the best of enemies.
...Knowledge of a faith that
...Send our Gods to the grave -
...The fact that we might ...ar is an old friend of mine,
...ath is a harsh fact of life
...The Life-force is as st...The difference is what ...The values that you hol...Than the mutterings of fools.
...ll is but a figment of
... bcome words devoid of meaning,
...What is to become of us when
...none remain to wipe the tears
...Each step of our way.
...Compared unto the threats we face
...A relic from the faerie-tales my
...At the heart of a foe when you
...Don't really know the reason
...The 'loving' embrace of your Lord -
...Can't you see that the plans
...Death is the only recourse
... require in my hour of need.
...(Drawn to the spirits like
...Where you can draw the line,
...aven-headed servant of
... there is one grain of truth
...Amidst your hoard of lies, 'tis
... bcome words devoid of meaning,
...What is to become of us when
...none remain to wipe the tears
...The way of the warrior
...The end is in sight,
...ateful at least for the fact
...The arrows of fate,
...You crawl out of the cradle
...Straight into the grave.
...Of red wine and bread,...The task you undertake,...The error of it's ways,
...Reflections of our yesterdays.
Every Man's Got a Mountain by Rockie Lynne It ain't easy, the road of life, it ain't easy...erybody that starts out in the cradle...Still ends up in the grave...On the road that takes you...On the road that takes you...On the road that takes you...On the road that takes you...It ain't easy, the road of life, it ain't easy...On the road that takes you...It ain't easy, the road of life, it ain't easy...On the road that takes you...On the road that takes you
Cradle to the Grave by 2Pac and Thug Life From tha Cradle to the Grave life ain't n...Living in the ghetto.
...From the cradle to the grave life ain't n...Living in the ghetto.
...See the doctor tried to sma...and "Papa pass the Mac."
...From out the window of my drop top
...l me are you scared of the dark?
...The only way to advance...it's in the middle of the night with no light...Paranoid out my mind
...Commin' out the court house
...And makin' thugs out you suckas.
...From the cradle to the grave.
...From the cradle to the grave, life ain't n...Living in the ghetto. easy
...From the cardle to the grave, life ain't n...Living in the ghetto.
...From the cradle to the grave
...just like the part that's in my w...I'm runnin' up the block in the dark with less spar...gas bein' raised by the streets.
...And then the on other one that e... fiend uncle strung out on drugs
...Just me, my mama out here on our own
...one black and one of chrome.
...It's all the fuck I got
...ep on thuggin' from the cradle to the grave,
...From the cradle to the grave.
...From the cradle to the grave, life ain't n...Living in the ghetto.
...From the cradle to the grave, I'm glad to ... sad thinkin' about the times
...as the warzone I got no ho...ver leave home with out my sugar.
...Since the cradle, I've been u...From the cradle to the grave, life ain't n...Living in the ghetto.
...From the cradle to the grave, life ain't n...Living in the ghetto.
...The white man got a mot...Always in the spot with my glock slingin' rocks at the rocks.
...And if I hit the pen I gotta do my t...k reminiscing about the good times.
...But from the cradle to the grave I'ma put in w...From the cradle to the grave, life ain't n...Living in the ghetto.
...From the cradle to the grave, life ain't n...Living in the ghetto.
...All the things I did
...Cause that's the way that Daddy rais... or die. Nigga pull the trigger don't give ...es, it's me against the world.
...One in the chamber for the anger that I build ...For the mothers that cried,...The beginning is an end...ot to be brave from the cradle to the grave.
Cradle to the Grave by Thug Life From tha Cradle to the Grave life ain't n...Living in the ghetto. ...From the cradle to the grave life ain't n...Living in the ghetto. ...See the doctor tried to sma...and "Papa pass the Mac." ...From out the window of my drop top ...l me are you scared of the dark? ...The only way to advance...it's in the middle of the night with no light...Paranoid out my mind ...Commin' out the court house ...And makin' thugs out you suckas. ...From the cradle to the grave. ...From the cradle to the grave, life ain't n...Living in the ghetto. easy ...From the cardle to the grave, life ain't n...Living in the ghetto. ...From the cradle to the grave ...just like the part that's in my w...I'm runnin' up the block in the dark with less spar...gas bein' raised by the streets. ...And then the on other one that e... fiend uncle strung out on drugs ...Just me, my mama out here on our own ...one black and one of chrome. ...It's all the fuck I got ...ep on thuggin' from the cradle to the grave, ...From the cradle to the grave. ...From the cradle to the grave, life ain't n...Living in the ghetto. ...From the cradle to the grave, I'm glad to ... sad thinkin' about the times ...as the warzone I got no ho...ver leave home with out my sugar. ...Since the cradle, I've been u...From the cradle to the grave, life ain't n...Living in the ghetto. ...From the cradle to the grave, life ain't n...Living in the ghetto. ...The white man got a mot...Always in the spot with my glock slingin' rocks at the rocks. ...And if I hit the pen I gotta do my t...k reminiscing about the good times. ...But from the cradle to the grave I'ma put in w...From the cradle to the grave, life ain't n...Living in the ghetto. ...From the cradle to the grave, life ain't n...Living in the ghetto. ...All the things I did ...Cause that's the way that Daddy rais... or die. Nigga pull the trigger don't give ...es, it's me against the world. ...One in the chamber for the anger that I build ...For the mothers that cried,...The beginning is an end...ot to be brave from the cradle to the grave.
Cradle Me Now by Flotsam & Jetsam The whole world in my w...Out of my body, out of my mind
...Out of luck and out of time
...Sift through the remains
...As I trip through the same daily non-exis...Cradle me now, teach me ho...Teach me how, cradle me now
...Seek the riches
...Cradle me now, teach me ho...Teach me how, cradle me now
...Cradle me now, teach me ho...Teach me how, cradle me now
...Cradle me now, teach me ho...Teach me how, cradle me now
Stoney End by Laura Nyro poor mother worked the mines
...I was raised on the Good Book Jesus
...Till I read between the lines
...I want to see the morning
...Going down the Stoney End
...Down the Stoney End
...Cradle me, Mama, cradle me again
...But the light flickered out and parted
...As the sun began to rise
...I want to see the morning
...Going down the Stoney End
...Down the Stoney End
...Cradle me, mama, cradle me again
...(Cradle me, mama, cradle me again
...Mama, cradle me again...)
...Never mind the forecast
...'Cause the sky has lost contro...'Cause the furry and the broken thunders
...I want to see the morning
...Going down the Stoney End
...Down the Stoney End
...Cradle me, mama, cradle me again
...Going down the Stoney End...
Stoney End by Stone Poneys poor mother worked the mines
...I was raised on the Good Book Jesus
...Till I read between the lines
...I want to see the morning
...Going down the Stoney End
...Down the Stoney End
...Cradle me, Mama, cradle me again
...But the light flickered out and parted
...As the sun began to rise
...I want to see the morning
...Going down the Stoney End
...Down the Stoney End
...Cradle me, mama, cradle me again
...(Cradle me, mama, cradle me again
...Mama, cradle me again...)
...Never mind the forecast
...'Cause the sky has lost contro...'Cause the furry and the broken thunders
...I want to see the morning
...Going down the Stoney End
...Down the Stoney End
...Cradle me, mama, cradle me again
...Going down the Stoney End...
Stoney End by Linda Ronstadt and Stone Poneys poor mother worked the mines
...I was raised on the Good Book Jesus
...Till I read between the lines
...I want to see the morning
...Going down the Stoney End
...Down the Stoney End
...Cradle me, Mama, cradle me again
...But the light flickered out and parted
...As the sun began to rise
...I want to see the morning
...Going down the Stoney End
...Down the Stoney End
...Cradle me, mama, cradle me again
...(Cradle me, mama, cradle me again
...Mama, cradle me again...)
...Never mind the forecast
...'Cause the sky has lost contro...'Cause the furry and the broken thunders
...I want to see the morning
...Going down the Stoney End
...Down the Stoney End
...Cradle me, mama, cradle me again
...Going down the Stoney End...
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