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.

Beast of Burden by The Rolling Stones

I'll never be your beast of burden
My back is broad, but it's a-hurting
All I want, for you to make love to me
I'll never be your beast of burden
I've walked for miles, my feet are hurting
All I want is for you to make love to me

Am I hard enough?
Am I rough enough?
Am I rich enough?
I'm not too blind to see

I'll never be your beast of burden
So let's go home and draw the curtains
Music on the radio
Come on, baby, make sweet love to me

Am I hard enough?
Am I rough enough?
Am I rich enough?
I'm not too blind to see

Oh, little sister
Pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty girls
You're a pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty girl
Pretty, pretty, such a pretty, pretty, pretty girl
Come on, baby, please, please, please

I'll tell you, you can put me out on the street
Put me out with no shoes on my feet
But put me out, put me out
Put me out of misery, yeah
All your sickness, I can suck it up
Throw it all at me, I can shrug it off
There's one thing, baby, I don't understand
You keep on telling me I ain't your kind of man

Ain't I rough enough? Ooh, honey
Ain't I tough enough?
Ain't I rich enough? In love enough?
Ooh, please

I'll never be your beast of burden
I'll never be your beast of burden
Never, never, never, never, never, never, never be
I'll never be your beast of burden
I've walked for miles, my feet are hurting
All I want is you to make love to me, yeah
I don't need no beast of burden
I need no fussing, I need no nursing
Never, never, never, never, never, never, never be

Donky

Russians by Sting

 In Europe and America there's a growing feeling of hysteria.

Conditioned to respond to all the threats
In the rhetorical speeches of the Soviets.
MIster Krushchev said, "We will bury you."
I don't subscribe to this point of view.
It'd be such an ignorant thing to do
If the Russians love their children too.
How can I save my little boy from Oppenheimer's deadly toy?
There is no monopoly on common sense
On either side of the political fence.
We share the same biology, regardless of ideology.
Believe me when I say to you,
I hope the Russians love their children too

There is no historical precedent
To put the words in the mouth of the president?
There's no such thing as a winnable war,
It's a lie we don't believe anymore.
Mister Reagan says, "We will protect you."
I don't subscribe to this point of view.
Believe me when I say to you,
I hope the Russians love their children too
We share the same biology, regardless of ideology.
But what might save us, me and you,
Is if the Russians love their children too

HOW IRONIC THAT THIS SONG HAS NO IRONY  FORTY-ONE YEARS AFTER IT CAME OUT... SAME AS IT EVER WAS...

Love Me Tender by Elvis Presley

                                          Love me tender, love me sweet

Never let me go
You have made my life complete
And I love you so

Love me tender, love me true
All my dreams fulfill
For, my darling, I love you
And I always will

Love me tender, love me long
Take me to your heart
For it's there that I belong
And we'll never part

Love me tender, love me true
All my dreams fulfill
For, my darling, I love you
And I always will

Love me tender, love me dear
Tell me you are mine
I'll be yours through all the years
Till the end of time

Love me tender, love me true
All my dreams fulfill
For, my darling, I love you
And I always will

The king bros