Song Lyrics

[Mr. Fortune Cookie]

I don't know if we ever had an old one of these topics, but I'm starting a new one. Get over it.

The Incredible Medicine Show--Moxy Fruvous


(Murray on lead)
We are here,
to calm your fears,
and turn your world around.

The man to my right,
with the headset mic,
will stroll you through the grounds.

So enjoy your stay,
it's seafood day,
and surgery's at five.

(Jian)
We can correct what nature supplies
'cuz beauty is something money buys.

(All)
Don't say no to the incredible medicine show.
Don't say no to the incredible medicine show.

(Murray)
The double chin,
can be tucked in,
the wrinkles we can hide.

Some herbal tea
and Chromium D
with 'drink me' on the side.

The little fear
when you look in the mirror
gets bigger every day.

(Jian)
It takes work,
but it can be done,
to look 23 at 51.

(All)
Don't say no to the incredible medicine show.
Say no, don't say no.
Don't say no to the incredible medicine show.
Say no, don't say no.

Na na na, na na na na.

(guitar solo)

(Mike)
Smoke and mirrors,
dogs and ponies,

(Murray)
The President of the United States
and his cronies.

(Mike)
Clean and colorful,
bright and ghoulish.

(Murray)
A fountain of youth
for the vain and the foolish.

(Murray)
Mrs. Booth,
you're a picture of youth,
those lips should last a while.

And carrot juice
will help reduce
that creaking when you smile.

(All)
Don't say no to the incredible medicine show.
Say no, don't say no.
Don't say no to the incredible medicine show.
Say no, don't say no.

Don't say no to the incredible medicine show.
(Murray: We are here to calm your fears)
Say no, don't say no.
Don't say no to the incredible medicine show.
(Murray: We are here to calm your fears)
Say no, don't say no.

[Superyoshi]

Nants ingonyama bagithi Baba  [Here comes a lion, Father]
Sithi uhm ingonyama           [Oh yes, it's a lion]

Nants ingonyama bagithi baba
Sithi uhhmm ingonyama
Ingonyama

Siyo Nqoba                    [We're going to conquer]
Ingonyama
Ingonyama nengw' enamabala    [A lion and a leopard come to this open place]

[Chant repeats]

From the day we arrive on the planet
And blinking, step into the sun
There's more to see than can ever be seen
More to do than can ever be done
There's far too much to take in here
More to find than can ever be found
But the sun rolling high
Through the sapphire sky
Keeps great and small on the endless round

It's the Circle of Life
And it moves us all
Through despair and hope
Through faith and love
Till we find our place
On the path unwinding
In the Circle
The Circle of Life

It's the Circle of Life
And it moves us all
Through despair and hope
Through faith and love
Till we find our place
On the path unwinding
In the Circle
The Circle of Life

[RetroJape]

[Chorus: DMX - repeat 2X]
Where the hood, where the hood, where the hood at?
Have that nigga in the cut, where the wood at?
Oh, them niggaz actin up?!? Where the wolves at?
You better BUST THAT if you gon pull that

[DMX]
Man, cats don't know what it's gonna be
messin with a dog like me, D-to-the-M-to-the-X
Last I heard, y'all cowards was havin sex, with the same sex
I show no love......
Empty out, reloaded and throw more slugs
How you gonna explain born in a man?
Even if we squashed the beef, I ain't touchin ya hand
I don't mess with chumps, for those to been to jail
That's the cat with the Kool-Aid on his lips and pumps
I can't deal with brother that think they broads
Only know how to be one way, that's the dog
I know how to get down, know how to bite, bite
Bark very little, but I know how to fight, fight
I know how to chase a cat up in the tree
man, i'll give you cowards the business for messin wot me
ay you crazy!

[Chorus x2]
Where the hood, where the hood, where the hood at?
Have that nigga in the cut, where the wood at?
Oh, them niggaz actin up?!? Where the wolves at?
You better BUST THAT if you gon pull that

[DMX]
Once a song, I come though, guns is drawn
BLAM BLAM, lungs are gone, sons will mourn
From dusk till dawn, nighttime belongs to the dog
On the street passed midnight, look for 'em in the morgue
Don't play with these cats cuz I ain't got nothin to say to these cats
For the mothers that really do love em, please pray for these cats
Cuz I know they all is hardheaded but I ain't got the patience
Don't want me havin no patience turn into more patience
More trips to I.C.U cuz I see you
Tryna get away with things a real wouldn't do
Where my dogs at? (right here) See them niggaz? (right there)
get em boy! (right there) That's how we do... (aiight then)
This is for my dogs, this is for my dogs
yo, where we at baby?!? (creepin through the fog)
From then till now, don't ask me how
Know that we gon roll like them chaps and hit every block on the job

[Chorus x2]
Where the hood, where the hood, where the hood at?
Have that nigga in the cut, where the wood at?
Oh, them niggaz actin up?!? Where the wolves at?
You better BUST THAT if you gon pull that

where the hood at?!

[Lazlo Falconi]

The Decemberists - The Tain (Parts I-V)

[PART I]


CRONE: Here upon this pillow
Made of reed and willow
You're a fickle little twister
Are you sweet on your sister?
Your fallow won't leave you alone.

And granted for their pleasure
Possesions laid to measure
She's a salty little pisser
With your cock in her kisser
But now she's a will of her own.

[PART II]

HUSBAND: Damn your ankles and eyes wide
From you fingernails to your ponytails too.
King of the insects and the m-5
Over Charlemagne in a motorcade too.

And baby needs a new prize
Baby needs a new and shiny prize.

CAPTAIN: In this place called heavenly
You were born here.
This place called heavenly
You were born here.
You were born here.

HUSBAND: And now all the marchers descend from high
I will dedicate all of my awakenings to this.

And damn all the angles that opress my sight
I will bleed your heart through a samovar soon.

CAPTAIN: In this place called heavenly
You were born here.
This place called heavenly
You were born here.
You were born here.

[PART III]

SOLDIER: They settled dust in your hair
To watch you shake and shout it out.
With our armaments bared
We shed our bags and travel alls.

From the lee of the wall
He comes in the chang and the chariot
And all his eunuchs in thrall
Can scarce lift his line and lariat.

Here com loose his hounds
To blow me down.
CHORUS OF WAIFS: Blow me down.

SOLDIER: On this stretch of ground
I'll lay me down.
CHORUS OF WAIFS: Lay me down.

SOLDIER: To sleep.

CHAPLAIN: And now stricken with pangs
That tear at our backs like thistle down
The mirror's soft silver tain
Reflects our last and birthing hour

SOLDIER: Here com loose his hounds
To blow me down.
CHORUS OF WAIFS: Blow me down.

SOLDIER: On this stretch of ground
I'll lay me down.
CHORUS OF WAIFS: Lay me down.

SOLDIER: To sleep.

[PART IV]

[It is now evening]

WIDOW: Oh the wind is blowing, it hurts your skin
As you climb up hillside, forest and fen.

Your arms full of lullabies, orchids and wine
Your memories wrapped within paper and twine.

The room that you lie in is dusty and hard
Sleeping soft babies on piles of yards
Of gingham, taffeta, cotton and silk
Your dry hungry mouths cry for your mother's milk.

When the dawn commes to greet you, you'll rise with clothes on
And advance with the others, singing old songs
Of cattle and maidens and withered old queens.
Let the music carry you on.

The room that you lie in is dusty and hard
Sleeping soft babies on piles of yards
Of gingham, taffeta, cotton and silk
Your dry hungry mouths cry for your mother's milk.

[PART V]

WOMAN: Darling dear what have you done?
Your clothes are town, your make-up runs.

DAUGHTER: I ran through brambles, blooming thistle
I washed my face in the river when you whistled me on.

WOMAN: Darling dear, what have you done?
Your hands and face are smeared with blood.

DAUGHTER The Chaplain came and called me out
To beat and to butcher his mother's sow

WOMAN: But darling dear, they found him dead
This morning on the riverbed.

But hush now darling, don't you cry.
Your reward's in the sweet by-and -by.
Hush now baby, don't you cry.
Your reward's in the sweet by-and-by.

CRONE: And now we've seen your powers
Softly stretch the hours
You're a fickle little twister
Are you sweet on your sister?
As now you go wandering home.

[Mr. Fortune Cookie]

(random guitar noodling)

(Jian speaking)
I'm gonna go and see where we're at...

(Murray says something non-understandable)
yeah...

(Dave, w/ Jian)
1...2...3...uhh...ehh...uhhh...ssss

(instrumental intro, Murray says something like "oh baby" or "ready")

(Dave)
He doesn't care if you're punctual
no reward for an early bird.

(Jian)
Ho!

(Mike whistles like a bird)

(Dave)
And he don't care if you're dysfunctional,
we've only recently heard that word.

And the infamous nictotine user.
I think he doesn't really care about that.

(Murray)
No.

(Dave)
The butcher, the baker, the boozer.
It doesn't matter if you're skinny or fat.

(All)
But, look at the clouds, look at the earthquakes.
Look at the moon that the light of the sun makes.
Look at the wind...
(Dave)
Woo! How it's loose and free...
(All)
Look at these tiny things botherin' me.

(Dave)
I've been watching for seven straight hours
(others, in the background)
there hasn't been a damn thing on!
(Dave)
And there hasn't been a damn thing on.
And I feel like I'm losin' my powers.
(Mike)
uhh-huh-ho...
(Dave, w/ Jian in the background saying "hey, hey, hey...")
All my get up and go has all gone

(Dave)                                       (others in the background)
And I lied to my local panhandler            I told a big fat lie to the pan-man
Said I couldn't have the change
Start off straight but I get to meander
I got the aim but I don't have the range
(others)
woah...

(All, w/ voices in the background even louder)
Look at the clouds, yeees, look at the earthquakes.
Look at the moon that the light of the sun makes.
Uh, Look at the wind...
(Dave)                        (others)
How it's loose and free...     fa-du-da-du-da, fa-du-da-du-da
(All)
Look at these tiny things botherin' me.

(voices in background still audible, random scat solos follow)

(Dave, w/ others, do scat trumpet-like singing)

(Dave)
Woooooahhhhh.........

(All)
Well, the future looks like distant thunder.
(Dave)
Well, because
(All)
I'm never sure that I'll get paid.
And I'm pissed that I'm not gettin' younger.
Gettin' pretty, gettin' love, gettin' laid.
And on the talk show, cat fight, playoff,
well, everybody gives 'em a hand.
And the radio sounds like a payoff,
I just don't understand.

(All, w/ voices in the background even louder)
Look at the clouds, look at the earthquakes (shhhhh...)
Look at the moon that the light of the sun makes.
(Dave)
Hey!
(All)
Uh, Look at the wind...
(Dave)                                  (others)
Wooo!, how it's loose and free...       fa-du-da-du-da, fa-du-da-du-da
(All)
Look at these tiny things botherin' me.
Look at these tiny things botherin' me.

[Mr. Fortune Cookie]

Earthquakes -- Moxy Fruvous

(random guitar noodling)

(Jian speaking)
I'm gonna go and see where we're at...

(Murray says something non-understandable)
yeah...

(Dave, w/ Jian)
1...2...3...uhh...ehh...uhhh...ssss

(instrumental intro, Murray says something like "oh baby" or "ready")

(Dave)
He doesn't care if you're punctual
no reward for an early bird.

(Jian)
Ho!

(Mike whistles like a bird)

(Dave)
And he don't care if you're dysfunctional,
we've only recently heard that word.

And the infamous nictotine user.
I think he doesn't really care about that.

(Murray)
No.

(Dave)
The butcher, the baker, the boozer.
It doesn't matter if you're skinny or fat.

(All)
But, look at the clouds, look at the earthquakes.
Look at the moon that the light of the sun makes.
Look at the wind...
(Dave)
Woo! How it's loose and free...
(All)
Look at these tiny things botherin' me.

(Dave)
I've been watching for seven straight hours
(others, in the background)
there hasn't been a damn thing on!
(Dave)
And there hasn't been a damn thing on.
And I feel like I'm losin' my powers.
(Mike)
uhh-huh-ho...
(Dave, w/ Jian in the background saying "hey, hey, hey...")
All my get up and go has all gone

(Dave)                                       (others in the background)
And I lied to my local panhandler            I told a big fat lie to the pan-man
Said I couldn't have the change
Start off straight but I get to meander
I got the aim but I don't have the range
(others)
woah...

(All, w/ voices in the background even louder)
Look at the clouds, yeees, look at the earthquakes.
Look at the moon that the light of the sun makes.
Uh, Look at the wind...
(Dave)                        (others)
How it's loose and free...     fa-du-da-du-da, fa-du-da-du-da
(All)
Look at these tiny things botherin' me.

(voices in background still audible, random scat solos follow)

(Dave, w/ others, do scat trumpet-like singing)

(Dave)
Woooooahhhhh.........

(All)
Well, the future looks like distant thunder.
(Dave)
Well, because
(All)
I'm never sure that I'll get paid.
And I'm pissed that I'm not gettin' younger.
Gettin' pretty, gettin' love, gettin' laid.
And on the talk show, cat fight, playoff,
well, everybody gives 'em a hand.
And the radio sounds like a payoff,
I just don't understand.

(All, w/ voices in the background even louder)
Look at the clouds, look at the earthquakes (shhhhh...)
Look at the moon that the light of the sun makes.
(Dave)
Hey!
(All)
Uh, Look at the wind...
(Dave)                                  (others)
Wooo!, how it's loose and free...       fa-du-da-du-da, fa-du-da-du-da
(All)
Look at these tiny things botherin' me.
Look at these tiny things botherin' me.

[Lazlo Falconi]

KG: Jack?
JB: Yeah?
KG: Do you think some people, do you think that there's some people that are really, that are actually robots living among us-
JB: No.
KG: -but we can't tell?
JB: No we don't have that technology yet. But Rage, Rage, Rage-
KG: Yeah?
JB: -you know what I was thinking? Stop playing, I was thinking of a fuckin'
brilliant song.
KG: Yeah?
JB: Check it out, just do what I do,
KG: Ok...
JB: Just play this note.

(Plays)

JB: Then we both, just keep both playing that note. Every once in a while bend it. And that's it and just remember who wrote that song - ME, baby, ME.
KG: (Sighs)
JB: See it's fuckin' simple, thats one song in the bank, next song-
KG: Is th-
JB: -next song-
KG: -how could, but it's just one note.
JB: -next!
KG: Anybody coulda wrote it, anybody coulda done that,one song, just one note.
JB: Yeah but guess who did write it, ME!
KG: Yeah but did you write this...
JB: Dude, I did I told you to do the bending every once in a
while!
KG: Oh yeah you did, fu-
JB: Hoo hoo, I win-
KG: Shit!
JB: I win, one to nothing

[protoman]

Super fighting robot
Mega Man
Super fighting robot
Mega Man
Super fighting robot
Mega Man

Super fighting robot
Mega Man
Super fighting robot
Mega Man
Super fighting robot
Mega Man

Fighting to save the world

[StreetsofRage_2005]

Megadeth
Hangar 18  
 
Welcome to our fortress tall
Take some time to show you around
Impossible to break these walls
For you see the steel is much too strong
Computer banks to rule the world
Instruments to sight the stars

Possibly I've seen to much
Hangar 18 I know too much

Foreign life forms inventory
Suspended state of cryogenics
Selective amnesia's the story
Believed foretold but who'd suspect
The military intelligence
Two words combined that can't make sense

Possibly I've seen to much
Hangar 18 I know too much

Band Plays until songs over