SoTD: Song of The Day

I don’t mind other guys dancing with my girl
That’s fine, I know them all pretty well
But I know sometimes I must get out in the light
Better leave her behind with the kids, they’re alright
The kids are alright

Sometimes, I feel I gotta get away
Bells chime, I know I gotta get away
And I know if I don’t, I’ll go out of my mind
Better leave her behind with the kids, they’re alright
The kids are alright

I know if I go things would be a lot better for her
I had things planned, but her folks wouldn’t let her

I don’t mind other guys dancing with my girl
That’s fine, I know them all pretty well
But I know sometimes I must get out in the light
Better leave her behind with the kids, they’re alright
The kids are alright

Sometimes, I feel I gotta get away
Bells chime, I know I gotta get away
And I know if I don’t, I’ll go out of my mind
Better leave her behind with the kids, they’re alright
The kids are alright

Artist: The Who
Album: My Generation
Release Date: 1965

There was a guy
An under water guy who controlled the sea
Got killed by ten million pounds of sludge
from New York and New Jersey

This monkey’s gone to heaven

The creature in the sky
got sucked in a hole
Now there’s a hole in the sky
And the ground’s not cold
and if the ground’s not cold
Everything is gonna burn
we’ll all take turns
I’ll get mine, too

This monkey’s gone to heaven

Rock me, Joe!

If man is 5… If man is 5… If man is 5…

Then the devil is 6…
Then the devil is 6… Then the devil is 6…
Then the devil is 6… Then the devil is 6…

Then god is 7… Then god is 7… Then god is 7…

This monkey’s gone to heaven

Artist: The Pixies
Album: Doolittle
Release Date: 1988

Heart of stone
I tried to reach you
Of the altar stone
I tried to warn you
But you were not alone
You wouldn’t take the call
You wear brimstone
I tried to warm you
Always the same desire

After the tone
They try to storm you
You are a voice alone
And who dares to question
Forgotten at home
Who do you live with
Do you wear brimstone
Give me the call

Always the sign is fire
I’m being drawn by the heat
Always the same desire

Through the telephone
I tried to reach you
But if you`re not alone
I know your life is torn
I see your lover’s tomb
Why don’t you mention
To me whenever I call
I’ll try to warm you

Always the sign is fire
I’m being drawn by the heat

Always the same desire
You`re not alone
Always the sign is fire
Heart of stone
Always the sign is fire
You`re not alone
You`re not alone
Always the sign is fire
Heart of stone
Always the sign is fire

Always the same desire
You`re not alone
Always the sign is fire
Heart of stone
Always the sign is fire
You`re not alone
You`re not alone
Always the sign is fire
Heart of stone
Always the sign is fire

Artist: The Fixx
Album: Reach The Beach
Release Date: 1983

Help me ’cause I’m falling and I just can’t see you.
You came along and took a hold of me.
You gave me sugar-coated Valentines,
Promises that you were mine.
Tyin’ up my line. Talking dirty to me.

And all I need I thought I found.
You only let me down, you went sleeping around. Around!

I wanna go back to the day before I met ya.
Things would be better If I could forget ya.
Somebody give me something strong so I can release ya.
A double shot of amnesia.
Life could be sweeter (for me)

Everyone was sayin’ what are you doing playin’
With her heart when you don’t care.
She’s much too young to string along, put her back where she belongs.
Why you doing her wrong. It’s just not fair.

And all I need is piece of mind
I wanna put it behind
Quit wastin my time. My time!

I wanna go back to the day before I met ya.
Things would be better if I could forget ya.
Somebody give me something strong so I can release ya.
A double shot of amnesia
life could be sweeter (for me)

Yeah you only let me down.
How you turn a girl around.
And now I need some piece of mind.
I want to put this behind.
Stop wastin’ all my time.

I want to go back to the day before I met ya.
Things could be better if I could forget ya.
Somebody give me something strong so I can release ya.
A double shot of amnesia.
Life could be sweeter (for me)

I wanna go back to the day before I met ya.
Things would be better if I could forget ya.
Somebody give me something strong so I can release ya.
A double shot of amnesia.
Life could be sweeter (for me)

Sweeter, life could be sweeter
Sweeter, life could be sweeter
Sweeter, life could be sweeter
Sweeter, life could be sweeter
Sweeter, life could be sweeter

Artist: MoZella
Album: I Will
Year: 2006

There must be something we can eat
Maybe find another lover
Should I fly Los Angeles
Find my asshole brother

Mickey Mouse has grown up a cow
Dave’s on sale again
We kissy kiss in the rear view
We’re so bored you’re to blame

Try to see it once my way
Everything Zen
I don’t think so
Everything Zen
I don’t think so
Try to see it once my way
Everything Zen
I don’t think so
Everything Zen
I don’t think so
Try to see it once my way
Everything Zen
I don’t think so
Everything Zen
I don’t think so

Raindogs howl for the century
A million dollars a steak
As you search for your demi-god
And you fake with a saint
There’s no sex in your violence (x4)

Try to see it once my way
Everything Zen
I don’t think so
Everything Zen
I don’t think so
Try to see it once my way
Everything Zen
I don’t think so
Everything Zen
I don’t think so
Try to see it once my way
Everything Zen
I don’t think so
Everything Zen
I don’t think so

I don’t believe that Elvis is dead, yes
I don’t believe that Elvis is dead
I don’t believe that Elvis is dead, no
I don’t believe that Elvis is, Elvis is

There’s no sex in your violence
There’s no sex in your violence
There’s no sex in your violence

Try to see it once my way
Everything Zen
I don’t think so
Everything Zen
I don’t think so
Try to see it once my way
Everything Zen
I don’t think so

Artist: Bush
Album: Everything Zen
Release Date: 1995

Hey, the fanatic.
I am the fanatic.
I like-a movies and rock shows,
Rock stars and a-radios.

I am the fanatic.
Can I have your autograph?
Maybe a poster or photograph?
I am the fanatic…
The fanatic.

Limo chasin’ is my thing
TV Guide and magazines,
Videos, tape machines
I am the fanatic…
The fanatic.

I like movies and rock shows,
Rock stars and radios.
I am the fanatic.
Can I have your autograph?
Maybe a poster or photograph?
I am the fanatic…
The fanatic.

Dirty movies turn me on.
Cigarettes, alcohol.
Disc jockeys and discos,
I am the fanatic…
The fanatic.

Say man, can I have one
Of those cigarettes over there?
Couple of them, too.
Uh huh.

Hey.

Dirty movies turn me on.
Cigarettes, alcohol.
Disc jockeys and discos,
TV Guide, magazines,
Videos, tape machines
I am the fanatic, ohhhh,
The fanatic.

I like movies and rock shows,
Rock stars and radios.
TV Guide, magazines.
Chasing limousines!
Chasing limousines, ha ha ha haaa!

The fanatic,
The fanatic,
The fanatic,
The fanatic,
The fanatic…

Artist: Felony
Album: Felony
Release Date: 1983

In the year of ‘39 assembled here the Volunteers
In the days when lands were few
Here the ship sailed out into the blue and sunny morn
The sweetest sight ever seen.

And the night followed day
And the story tellers say
That the score brave souls inside
For many a lonely day sailed across the milky seas
Ne’er looked back, never feared, never cried.

Don’t you hear my call though you’re many years away
Don’t you hear me calling you
Write your letters in the sand
For the day I take your hand
In the land that our grandchildren knew.

In the year of ‘39 came a ship in from the blue
The volunteers came home that day
And they bring good news of a world so newly born
Though their hearts so heavily weigh
For the earth is old and gray, to a new home we’ll away
But my love this cannot be
For so many years have gone though I’m older but a year
Your mother’s eyes in your eyes cry to me.

Don’t you hear my call though you’re many years away
Don’t you hear me calling you
All the letters in the sand cannot heal me like your hand

For my life
Still ahead
Pity me.

Artist: Queen
Album: A Night At The Opera
Release Date: 1975

Big L, Rest In Peace

Feel the realness
In this business of rep
Go ahead

Fresh out the gate again, time to raise the stakes again
Fatten my plate again, y’all cats know we always play to win
G-A-N-G, to the Starr’s, son
Haters, took this shit too far, son
So that’s all for you, I’m wiping out your whole team
I’ll splatter your dreams with lyrics to shatter your schemes
The badder you seem, the more lies you tell
The more lies you sell, then by surprise you fell
Into my deathtrap, right into my clutches
Stupid, you know the God must bless every single mic he touches
I’ve suffered, just so I could return harder
Wanna be the shit starter? Fuck around, make you a martyr
I make ya famous, turn around and make ya nameless
ever understood to me how vital this rap game is
Save it and hold that, you catch a hot one
Rhymes chase a fake nigga down soon as I spot one

Full clip
Do you wanna mess with this?
Gang Starr
I’m one of the best yet
I’m nice like that
It’s all good
In this business of rep
So I suggest you take a rest

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Do you wanna mess with this?
Gang Starr
I’m one of the best yet
I’m nice like that
It’s all good
In this business of rep
so I suggest you take a rest

So if you stand in my way, I’m gonna have to spray
Learn that “If you come against me son your gonna have to pray”
Since back in the day I held The Weight and kept my head up
The wanna see the God catch an L Itz all a Set Up
I give no man or thing power over me
Why these niggaz so jealous and lookin sour, over me?
I’m bolder, G, I’m like impossible to stop
I’m like that nigga in the ring with you, impossible to drop
I’m like two magazine fully loaded to your one
Plus I ain’t gonna quit spittin, nigga, till your done
Plus, more than over, I got my whole shit together
More than a decade of hits, that’ll live forever
Catchin rep off my name? Your bound to fry
Know how many niggaz that I know, is done to die
We never fail, and we ain’t never been frail
You niggaz talk crime, but you scared of jail

Full clip
Do you wanna mess with this?
Gang Starr
I’m one of the best yet
I’m nice like that
It’s all good
In this business of rep
So I suggest you take a rest

Full clip
Do you wanna mess with this?
Gang Starr
I’m one of the best yet
I’m nice like that
It’s all good
In this business of rep
so I suggest you take a rest

Attackin’ like a slick Apache lyrics are trigger happy
Pullin’ back your wig piece just for the way your lookin’ at me
Talk back, blaow! I hit you up right now
I don’t know why so many of y’all wanna be thugs anyhow
Face the consequence, of your childish nonsense
I could make your head explode just by my lyrical content
Get you in my scope and metaphorically snipe ya
I never liked ya, I gas that ass and then ignite ya
The flame thrower, make your peeps afraid to know ya
How many times I told ya, “play your position” small soldier
My heart is colder, makes me wanna resort to violence
Stop beatin’ me in the head son, nah, I’m not buyin’ it
I’m ready to blast, ready to surpass and harass
I’m ready to flip, yeah I’m ready to get with all that cash
I hold my chrome steady, with a tight grip
So watch your dome already cause this one might hit

Full clip
Do you wanna mess with this?
Gang Starr
I’m one of the best yet
I’m nice like that
It’s all good
In this business of rep
So I suggest you take a rest

Full clip
Do you wanna mess with this?
Gang Starr
I’m one of the best yet
I’m nice like that
It’s all good
In this business of rep
so I suggest you take a rest

Artist: Gang Starr
Album: Full Clip
Release Date: 1999

This town, is coming like a ghost town
All the clubs have been closed down
This place, is coming like a ghost town
Bands won’t play no more
too much fighting on the dance floor

Do you remember the good old days
Before the ghost town?
We danced and sang,
And the music played inna de boomtown

This town, is coming like a ghost town
Why must the youth fight against themselves?
Government leaving the youth on the shelf
This place, is coming like a ghost town
No job to be found in this country
Can’t go on no more
The people getting angry

This town, is coming like a ghost town
This town, is coming like a ghost town
This town, is coming like a ghost town
This town, is coming like a ghost town

Artist: The Specials
Album: Ghost Town
Release Date: 1981

There was a time in this fair land when the railroad did not run
When the wild majestic mountains stood alone against the sun
Long before the white man and long before the wheel
When the green dark forest was too silent to be real
But time has no beginnings and histry has no bounds
As to this verdant country they came from all around
They sailed upon her waterways and they walked the forests tall
And they built the mines the mills and the factories for the good of us all

And when the young mans fancy was turnin to the spring
The railroad men grew restless for to hear the hammers ring
Their minds were overflowing with the visions of their day
And many a fortune lost and won and many a debt to pay

For they looked in the future and what did they see
They saw an iron road runnin from sea to the sea
Bringin the goods to a young growin land
All up through the seaports and into their hands

Look away said they across this mighty land
From the eastern shore to the western strand
Bring in the workers and bring up the rails
We gotta lay down the tracks and tear up the trails
Open er heart let the life blood flow
Gotta get on our way cause were movin too slow

Bring in the workers and bring up the rails
Were gonna lay down the tracks and tear up the trails
Open er heart let the life blood flow
Gotta get on our way cause were movin too slow
Get on our way cause were movin too slow

Behind the blue rockies the sun is declinin
The stars, they come stealin at the close of the day
Across the wide prairie our loved ones lie sleeping
Beyond the dark oceans in a place far away

We are the navvies who work upon the railway
Swingin our hammers in the bright blazin sun
Livin on stew and drinkin bad whiskey
Bendin our old backs til the long days are done

We are the navvies who work upon the railway
Swingin our hammers in the bright blazin sun
Layin down track and buildin the bridges
Bendin our old backs til the railroad is done

So over the mountains and over the plains
Into the muskeg and into the rain
Up the st. lawrence all the way to gaspe
Swingin our hammers and drawin our pay
Drivin em in and tyin em down
Away to the bunkhouse and into the town
A dollar a day and a place for my head
A drink to the livin and a toast to the dead

Oh the song of the future has been sung
All the battles have been won
Oer the mountain tops we stand
All the world at our command
We have opened up the soil
With our teardrops and our toil

For there was a time in this fair land when the railroad did not run
When the wild majestic mountains stood alone against the sun
Long before the white man and long before the wheel
When the green dark forest was too silent to be real
When the green dark forest was too silent to be real
And many are the dead men too silent to be real

Artist: Gordon Lightfoot
Album: Way I Feel
Release Date: 1967