A Rush And A Push And The Land Is Ours by The Smiths

 Oh, hello

I am the ghost of troubled Joe
Hung by his pretty white neck
Some eighteen months ago
I traveled to a mystical time zone
And I missed my bed
And I soon came home
They said, "there's too much caffeine
In your bloodstream
And a lack of real spice in your life"

I said, "Leave me alone
Because I'm alright, dad
Surprised to still be on my own"

Oh, but don't mention love
I'd hate the strain of the pain again
A rush and a push and the land that
We stand on is ours
It has been before so it shall be again
And people who are uglier than you and I

They take what they need and just leave
Oh, but don't mention love
I'd hate the pain of the strain all over again
A rush and a push and the land that
We stand on is ours
It has been before, so why can't it be now?

And people who are weaker than you and I
They take what they want from life
Oh, but don't mention love
No, no, don't mention love!
A rush and a push and the land that
We stand on is ours
Your youth may be gone
But you're still a young man

So phone me, phone me
So phone me, phone me, phone me
Oh, I think I'm in love
Oh, I think I'm in love
Oh, I think I'm in love, think I'm in love

ITS ALWAYS THE UGLIES THAT TAKE WHAT THEY NEED AND JUST LEAVE... I AINT GONNA STAND IT!!!

Mary Had A Little Lamb by Stevie Ray Vaughan

 Mary had a little lamb

His fleece was white as snow
Everywhere that child went
Your little lamb was sure to go

He followed her to school one day
And broke the teacher's rule
What a time did they have
That day at school.

Tisket tasket baby
A green and yellow basket
Sent a letter to my baby
On my way I passed it

LAMBS ARE CUTE BUT THEY ARE LOUD... THERE WAS A LITTLE HERD OF THEM OUTSIDE MY WIFE'S APARTMENT WHEN WE WERE DATING... THEY LITTLE BANDANAS... AND THEY WOULD SCREAM.... MAAAAMAAAA MAAAAMAAAA.... NO JOKE...

Always by The Yeah Yeah Yeahs

 Always

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Forget 'bout time, forever mine
Impossibility is possible to me
To me and you, we'll see it through

Always
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Forget 'bout time, forever mine
Impossibility is possible to me
To me and you, we'll see it through

Always
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I HOPE FOR HER SAKE THAT HE DOESN'T BREAK UP WITH HER TOMORROW...

Man On The Burning Tightrope by Firewater

Is everybody in? Is everybody in?

Well once upon a time there was a
happy ever-after to be starting,
but you wont hear one today.
The man is sweating bullets
and his heart beats out a cold tattoo
as the band begins to play.

So everybody stand,
everybody wont you give a big hand
to the man on the burning tightrope?

He's always walked this tightrope
between the devil and the deep blue sea
a monkey on a wire
but he's drunk his cup of sorrow
hes thrown his curses at the moon
and it festers on the fire.

So everybody stand,
everybody wont you give a big hand
to the man on the burning tightrope?

Come on, people, let's hear it
put your hands together
for the one, the only,
the dieing man on the burning tightrope

(Hurry up, George! It only takes one man to blow the whole parade!)

He could have been somebody,
he could have been somebody else.
Yes, it could have been much worse,
but now the show is over, people.
There's really nothing more to see,
hope you got your money's worth.

So everybody stand,
everybody wont you give a big hand
to the man on the burning tightrope?

Is it just me or is it getting a little warm in here?
Inch by inch, mile by mile, by day by day, by year by year...
Come on, people, come on, put your hands together.

DUDE... AS YOU NO DOUBT KNOW YOU ARE SOMEBODY... BUT SO ARE 7.5 BILLION OTHERS... SO JUST GIRD YOUR LOINS AND GET ON WITH LIFE

Mount Wroclai (Idle Days) by Beirut

 And I know when time

Will pass by slow
Without my heart
What can I do
You're in the halls
The bell gives way to a larger swell
Without my heart
What can I do, oh
Wroclai

And we grow fat
On the charms of our idle dreary days
Seen the shadows grow
See an ominous display
With no alarm
Could we say we'd have expected this way
(under stars?) have died
Give incent to play
Wroclai

GIVE INNOCENT TO PLAY... THAT STRUCK ME... TO RETURN TO THAT INNOCENCE OF YOUTH...

Hijabi by Mona Hayder

What that hair look like

Bet that hair look nice

Don’t that make you sweat?

Don’t that feel too tight?

Yo what yo hair look like

Bet yo hair look nice

How long your hair is

You need to get yo life

You only see Oriental

You steady working that dental

You poppin' off at the lip

And run ya mouth like a treadmill

Not your exotic vacation

I’m bored with your fascination

I need that PayPal, PayPal, PayPal

If you want education

All around the world

Love women every shading

Be so liberated

All around the world

Love women every shading

Power run deep

So even if you hate it

I still wrap my hijab

Wrap my hijab

Wrap my hijab

Wrap, wrap my hijab

Keep swaggin' my hijabis

Swag-swaggin' my hijabis

Swaggin' my hijabis

Swag-swaggin' my hijabis

Me and my hijabi ladies

We was born in the eighties

So pretty like the Euphrates

And party like some Kuwaitis

Deeper than some diplomas

Current like some hot yoga

Takin' back the misnomers and

Teleportin' through trauma

Teleportin' through trauma

Teleportin' through trauma

I been stackin' my karma

Nefertiti, no drama

Make a feminist planet

Women haters get banished

Covered up or not don’t

ever take us for granted

All around the world

Love women every shading

Be so liberated

All around the world

Love women every shading

Power run deep

So even if you hate it

I still wrap my hijab

Wrap my hijab

Wrap my hijab

Wrap, wrap my hijab

Keep swaggin' my hijabis

Swag-swaggin' my hijabis

Swaggin' my hijabis

Swag-swaggin' my hijabis

You’re just jealous of my sisters

These Mipsters, these hippies

These prissies, these Sufis

These dreddies, these Sunnis

These Shii’s, Yemenis

Somalis, Libnanis, Pakistanis

These Soories, Sudanis

Iraqis, Punjabies

Afghanis, Yazeedis

Khaleejis, Indonesians

Egyptians, Canadians

Algerians, Nigerians

Americans, Libyans

Tunisians, Palestinians

Hidden beyond the Mekong in Laos

Senegalese, and Burkina Faso

I still wrap my hijab

Wrap my hijab

Wrap my hijab

Wrap, wrap my hijab

Keep swaggin' my hijabis

Swag-swaggin' my hijabis

Swaggin' my hijabis

Swag-swaggin' my hijabis

I still wrap my hijab

Wrap my hijab

Wrap my hijab

Wrap, wrap my hijab

Keep swaggin' my hijabis

Swag-swaggin' my hijabis

Swaggin' my hijabis

Swag-swaggin' my hijabis

WOW,,, I CANT REMEMBER HOW IT CAME TO BE ON MY SONG LIST... BUT WOW...

Nothing Matters When We're Dancing by The Magnetic Fields

 Dance with me, my old friend

Once before we go
Let's pretend this song won't end
And we never have to go home
And we'll dance among the chandeliers

And nothing matters when we're dancing
In tat or tatters, you're entrancing
Be we in Paris or in Lansing
Nothing matters when we're dancing

You've never been more beautiful
Your eyes like two full moons
As here in this poor old dance hall
Among the dreadful tunes
The awful songs we don't even hear

And nothing matters when we're dancing
In tat or tatters, you're entrancing
Be we in Paris or in Lansing
Nothing matters when we're dancing

And nothing matters when we're dancing
In tat or tatters you're entrancing
Be we in Paris or in Lansing
Nothing matters when we're dancing

Nothing matters when we're dancing

WELL... DANCE ME TO THE END OF TIME BRO.