Africa by Toto

 Hear the drums echoing tonight

But she hears only whispers of some quiet conversation
She's comin' in, 12:30 flight
Her moonlit wings reflect the stars that guide me towards salvation

I stopped an old man along the way
Hopin' to find some old forgotten words or ancient melodies
He turned to me as if to say
"Hurry, boy, it's waiting there for you"

It's gonna take a lot to drag me away from you
There's nothin' that a hundred men or more could ever do
I bless the rains down in Africa
Gonna take some time to do the things we never had, ooh-hoo

The wild dogs cry out in the night
As they grow restless longing for some solitary company
I know that I must do what's right
Sure as Kilimanjaro rises like Olympus above the Serengeti
I seek to cure what's deep inside
Frightened of this thing that I've become

It's gonna take a lot to drag me away from you
There's nothin' that a hundred men or more could ever do
I bless the rains down in Africa
Gonna take some time to do the things we never had, ooh-hoo

Hurry, boy, she's waiting there for you

It's gonna take a lot to drag me away from you
There's nothin' that a hundred men or more could ever do
I bless the rains down in Africa
I bless the rains down in Africa (I bless the rains)

I bless the rains down in Africa (I bless the rains)
I bless the rains down in Africa
I bless the rains down in Africa (ooh, I'm gonna take the time)
Gonna take some time to do the things we never had, ooh-hoo

IVE NEVER BEEN TO AFRICA... AND NOW I PROBABLY NEVER WILL... BUT I WOULD LOVE TO...

In Da Club by 50 Cent

 Go, go, go, go

Go, go, go shawty
It's your birthday
We gon' party like it's your birthday
We gon' sip Bacardi like it's your birthday
And you know we don't give a fuck
It's not your birthday!

You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub
Look mami, I got the X, if you into takin' drugs
I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love
So come give me a hug if you into to getting rubbed

You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub
Look mami, I got the X if you into takin' drugs
I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love
So come give me a hug if you into to getting rubbed

When I pull out up front, you see the Benz on dubs
When I roll 20 deep, there's always drama in the club
Nigga heard I fuck with Dre, everybody show me love
When you sell like Eminem you get plenty of groupie love
Look homie, ain't nothin' changed: Pros down, G's up
I see Xzibit in the cut, hey man, roll them trees up (roll it!)
If you watch how I move, you'll mistake me for a player or pimp
Been hit with a few shells, but I don't walk with a limp (I'm aight)
In the hood in L.A. they sayin': 50, you hot (huh, uh)
They like me, I want 'em to love me like they love Pac
But holla in New York, fo' sho' they'll tell you I'm loco (yeah!)
And the plan is to put the rap game in a chokehold (huh, uh)
I'm fully focused, man, my money on my mind
Got a mil' out the deal and I'm still on the grind (whoo!)
Now Shorty said she feelin' my style, she feelin' my flow (huh, uh)
Her girlfriend with her, they bi and they ready to go (okay!)

You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub
Look mami, I got the X if you into takin' drugs
I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love
So come give me a hug if you into to getting rubbed

You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub
Look mami, I got the X if you into takin' drugs
I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love
So come give me a hug if you into to getting rubbed

My flow, my show brought me the dough
That bought me all my fancy things
My crib, my cars, my clothes, my jewels
Look, homie, I done came up and I ain't changed (what? What? Yeah!)

And you should love it way more than you hate it
Oh, you mad? I thought that you'd be happy I made it (whoo!)
I'm that cat by the bar toastin' to the good life
Moved out the hood, now you tryin' to pull me back, right?
When my joint get to pumpin' in the club, it's on
I wink my eye at yo' chick, if she smiles, she gone
If the roof on fire, man, just let it burn
They talkin' about money, homie, I ain't concerned
I'ma tell you what Banks told me
'Cause, go 'head, switch the style up
And if they hate, then let 'em hate, and watch the money pile up
Or we can go upside your head with a bottle of bub'
Come on, they know where we be (whoo!)

50 IS A ROMANTIC... I AINT IN TO MAKIN LOVE...COME GIVE ME A HUG IF YOURE INTO GETTIN RUBBED... IM GONNA TRY IT OUT...

You and Me Song by The Wannadies

 Always when we fight

I try to make you laugh
'Til everything's forgotten
I know you hate that

Always when we fight
Kiss you once or twice
And everything's forgotten
I know you hate that

I love your Sunday song
The week's not yet begun
And everything is quiet
And it's always

You and me, always and forever
You and me, always and forever
Bop, bop, bop, bop, bop
It was always you and me, always

You tell me I'm a real man
I try to look impressed
Not very convincing
But you know I love that

And now we watch TV
'Til we fall asleep
Not very exciting

But it's you and me
And we'll always be together
You and me, always and forever
Bop, bop, bop, bop, bop
It was always you and me, always and forever
You and me, always and forever
Bop, bop, bop, bop, bop
It was always you and me, always and forever
You and me, always and forever
Bop, bop, bop, bop, bop

I HOPE.... I HOPE... I HOPE...

In Hell I'll Be In Good Company by The Dead South

 Dead love couldn't go no further

Proud of, and disgusted by her
Push, shove, a little bruised and battered
Oh Lord, I ain't coming home with you

My life's a bit more colder
Dead wife is what I told her
Brass knife sinks into my shoulder
Oh babe, don't know what I'm gonna do

I see my red head, messed bed, tear shed, queen bee, my squeeze
The stage, it smells, tells
Hell's bells, miss-spells, knocks me on my knees
It didn't hurt, flirt, blood squirt, stuffed shirt, hang me on a tree
After I count down three rounds, in Hell I'll be in good company

Dead love couldn't go no further
Proud of, and disgusted by her
Push, shove, a little bruised and battered
Oh Lord, I ain't coming home with you

My life's a bit more colder
Dead wife is what I told her
Brass knife sinks into my shoulder
Oh babe, don't know what I'm gonna do

I see my red head, messed bed, tear shed, queen bee, my squeeze
The stage it smells, tells
Hell's bells, miss-pells, knocks me on my knees
It didn't hurt, flirt, blood squirt, stuffed shirt, hang me on a tree
After I count down three rounds, in Hell I'll be in good company

In Hell, I'll be in good company
In Hell, I'll be in good company

UHHH... GOD DAMN!,,, I WANT TO MEET THESE GUYS... I WANT TO HANG OUT WITH THEM... I WANT TO START A BAR FIGHT WITH THEM...

Elephant Gun by Beirut

 If I was young, I'd flee this town

I'd bury my dreams underground
As did I, we drink to die, we drink tonight

Far from home, elephant gun
Let's take them down one by one
We'll lay it down, it's not been found, it's not around

Let the seasons begin, it rolls right on
Let the seasons begin, take the big king down

Let the seasons begin, it rolls right on
Let the seasons begin, take the big king down

And it rips through the silence of our camp at night
And it rips through the night

And it rips through the silence of our camp at night
And it rips through the silence, all that is left is all that I hide

WELL FROM THE LYRICS IT SEEMS LIKE THIS WOULD NOT BE THE DUDE TO CHOOSE AS A DRINKING BUDDY... THE VIDEO IMPLIES THAT IT COULD BE FUN....

Don't Let's Start by They Might Be Giants

 Don't, don't, don't let's start

This is the worst part
Could believe for all the world
That you're my precious little girl
But don't, don't, don't let's start
I've got a weak heart
And I don't get around how you get around

When you are alone
You are the cat, you are the phone, you are an animal
The words I'm singing now
Mean nothing more than meow to an animal
Wake up, smell the cat food in your bank account
But don't try to stop the tail that wags the hound

D, world destruction
Over and overture
N, do I need apostrophe
T, need this torture?

Don't, don't, don't let's start
This is the worst part
Could believe for all the world
That you're my precious little girl
But don't, don't, don't let's start
I've got a weak heart
And I don't get around how you get around

No one in the world ever gets what they want, and that is beautiful
Everybody dies frustrated and sad, and that is beautiful
They want what they're not, and I wish they would stop singing
"Deputy-dog-dog-a-ding-dang-depadepa
Deputy-dog-dog-a-ding-dang-depadepa"

D, world destruction
Over and overture
N, do I need apostrophe
T, need this torture?

Don't, don't, don't let's start
This is the worst part
Could believe for all the world
That you are my precious little girl
But don't, don't, don't let's start
I've got a weak heart
And I don't get around how you get around

I don't want to live in this world anymore
I don't want to live in this world

Don't, don't, don't let's start
This is the worst part
Could believe for all the world
That you are my precious little girl
But don't, don't, don't let's start
I've got a weak heart
And I don't get around how you get around

I AGREE THAT NOBODY GETS EVERYTHING THEY WANT BUT I VEHEMENTY DENY THAT IS BEAUTIFUL

Living For The City By Stevie Wonder

 A boy is born in hard time Mississippi

Surrounded by four walls that ain't so pretty
His parents give him love and affection
To keep him strong, moving in the right direction
Living just enough, just enough for the city

His father works some days for fourteen hours
And you can bet, he barely makes a dollar
His mother goes to scrub the floors for many
And you'd best believe, she hardly gets a penny
Living just enough, just enough for the city

His sister's black, but she is sho'nuff pretty
Her skirt is short, but Lord her legs are sturdy
To walk to school, she's got to get up early
Her clothes are old, but never are they dirty
Living just enough, just enough for the city

Her brother's smart, he's got more sense than many
His patience's long, but soon he won't have any
To find a job is like a haystack needle
'Cause where he lives they don't use colored people
Living just enough, just enough for the city, yeah

Everybody, city, yeah
(Living just enough for the city, whoa) Ain't nothin' but the city
(Living just enough for the city, whoa) Everybody, city, yeah
(Living just enough for the city, whoa) Ain't nothin' but the city
(Living just enough for the city, whoa) Living for the city, yeah
(Living just enough, for the city, whoa) The funky, cryin' city
(Living just enough, for the city, whoa) Living for the city

Ain't nothin' but the city
(Living just enough, for the city, whoa) Everybody clap you hand together now
(Living just enough, for the city, whoa) For the city
(Living just enough, for the city, whoa) For the city, yeah, yeah
(Living just enough, for the city, whoa)
(Living just enough, for the city, whoa)

The bus for New York City!
Hey bus driver, I'm getting on that, hold it
Thanks a lot
Wow, New York, just like I pictured it
Skyscrapers and everything

Psst, hey, hey brother, hey come here slick
Hey you look, you look hip man
Hey, you wanna make yourself five bucks, man?
Yeah, brother
Look here, run this across the street for me right quick
Okay, run this across the street for me

What? (Up against that goddamn car!) Huh? (Let's go)
I didn't know, what?
Gimme your hands up, you punk
I'm just going across the street
Put that leg up, shut your mouth
Hell no, what did I do?
Okay, turn around, turn around
Put your hands behind your back, let's go, lets go

A jury of your peers having found you guilty, ten years
What?
Come on, come on, get in that cell, nigger
God, Lord

His hair is long, his feet are hard and gritty
He spends the life walking the streets of New York City
He's almost dead from breathing in air pollution
He tried and fought, but to him there's no solution
Living just enough, just enough for the city (yeah, yeah, yeah)

I hope you hear inside my voice of sorrow
And that it motivates you to make a better tomorrow
This place is cruel, nowhere could be much colder
If we don't change, the world will soon be over
Living just enough, stop giving just enough for the city

HAVE THINGS GOTTEN ANY METTER IN 50 YEARS... DOESNT SEEM LIKE IT... AND THINGS SEEM TO BE FIXIN TO GET AT LOT WORSE...