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2. |
| 3:38 | ||||
Step to this Irish mac daddy
I'll light your ass up and smoke you like a fag With the whole crew we'll take you for a long ride Little did you know you on the wrong side, son I got the gun and I'm not scared to use it Put your life on the line, homeboy you lose it That how it goes, homes I blow domes when I rock mircophones I can get swift to the riff from an old jam I'm wise like an old man and don't take shit from no clan Or crew, or gang, or crew, or club Wack MC's tryin' to rhyme it with my dub Fuck the bullshit, the piece gets pulled quick Fourteen pulls on my trigger, that's the whole clip And if there's anyone still standin' thinkin' that their runnin'shit They can come and get some of this Come and get some of this (4x) Come and get some of this over here If not, stand clear and you got nothin' to fear I'm livin' in a state of grace and it's a fucked up place I'll put my gun in your face If you set up you'll get broke up It's no joke, blood I write rhymes, drink beer, fight, smoke bud That's all I do, it's all I need I buck down a little sucker just to watch him bleed That's my style, it's how I do my thing This is the House Of Pain and I'm the king I come real with it, can ya deal with it Or will ya run for shelter, though you barely felt the House Of Pain in full effect, and if you come with disrespect You can: |
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| 3:54 | ||||
"Did you read that the Beatles were more popular than Christ..."
- Unknown reporter "You know we always enjoyed performing, it was sort of our buzz, and then I always, I always felt that Beatles sort of did it, you know, when they were big, they did it..." - Mick Jagger "...been proved by what's going on in the States, and the protest marches in Grosvenor square in London. The only result of that was, a lot of smashed heads..." - John Lennon Look at him shouting out Loud as thunder out at sea He wants a bomb So do we A bomb from the sky Is the perfect crime Shoulder on shoulder and heat The Beatles and the Stones Sucked the marrow out of bone Put the V in Vietnam The Beatles and the Stones Made it good to be alone To be alone Look at me, proud of being Proud of being seventeen Locking in the pocket a smile Soft from the school Cut by the rule Oh I'm dazed and I'm dazed and I'm dazed The Beatles and the Stones Sucked the marrow out of bone Put the V in Vietnam The Beatles and the Stones Made it good to be alone To be alone The Beatles and the Stones Sucked the marrow out of bone Put the V in Vietnam The Beatles and the Stones Made it good to be alone To be alone To be alone To be alone |
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| 3:48 | ||||
5. |
| 4:12 | ||||
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| 4:49 | ||||
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| 4:34 | ||||
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| 3:44 | ||||
ABC - stick to me
Soul to soul, stay on eye to eye Maybe God will be good to me I've never sinned Maybe I should try Never, never gonna let you down Never, never gonna let you down Never gonna beg, never gonna steal Your heart is perfect, my love is real Go to war - what a drag A love of hate is really not the way Light a flame or go to sleep The time is right to celebrate or die Never, never gonna let you down Never, never gonna let you down I'm never gonna beg I'm never gonna steal Your heart is perfect, my love is real It's because your heart Will never lie, never cry, never sigh, never die It's because your heart Digs deep, holes tight Oh yeah I see the lie ABC - stick to me Soul to soul, stay on eye to eye Well maybe God will be good to me I've never sinned maybe I should try Never, never gonna let you down Never, never gonna let you down I'm Never gonna beg I'm Never gonna steal Your heart is perfect My love is real Your heart is perfect My love is real My love is real |
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| 4:04 | ||||
In a garden in the house of love,
sitting lonely on a plastic chair The sun is cruel when he hides away, I need a sister - I'll just stay A little girl, a little guy in a little church or in a school Little Jesus are you watching me, I'm so young - just eighteen She, she, she, she Shine On In a garden in a house of love, there's nothing real just a coat of arms I'm not the pleasure that I used to be so young just eighteen She, she, she, she Shine On I don't know why I dream this way The sky is purple and things are right every day I don't know, it's just this world's so far away But I won't fight, and I won't hate Well not today In a garden in the house of love Sitting lonely on a plastic chair The sun is cruel when he hides away I need a sister I'll just stay She, she, she, she Shine On |
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| 3:30 | ||||
I don't know why I love you
Your face is a hammer in my head I remember every word you said I just don't know why I love you I don't know why I care I never even liked your hair I feel like a seven heir But I don't know why I love you Television turns me on When the summer's hot And the spirit's thrown How can I get close to you When you got no mercy No, you got mercy No you got no... I don't know why I love you Your face is a foreign food I really don't know if I should I just don't know why I love you I don't know why I care I duck and I weave and I fight I work just to treat you right God, I don't know why I love you Ha, ha, ha I don't know why I love you It might be your soul and your heart Maybe it's the way that you speak I don't why I love you Television turns me on When the summer's hot And the spirit's thrown So, how can I get close to you When you got no mercy No, you got mercy No you got no... I don't know why I love you I don't know why I care I don't know why I love you I don't know why I love you I don't know why I love you I don't know why I love you And I don't know why I care |
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| 3:46 | ||||
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| 3:30 | ||||
13. |
| 2:29 | ||||
14. |
| 3:43 | ||||
God I'm blind
I'm not an eagle I'm not saint to burn away Oh God I'm blind Honest and eager I'm am the car On the road I'm not a sea I'm not a forest I'm not a drug eating away You'll never see me walking in a nightmare I'm not the son You send away I'm just blind God I'm blind I've got a future I've got a child a mouth to feed I'm not alone I'm not in torment I'm am the stone in your hand I'm not a fire I'm not a journey I'm not a King to cut you away I'm not the food to throw on a fire I'm not the Son you sent away I'm just blind |
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Disc 2 | ||||||
1. |
| 2:51 | ||||
2. |
| 2:50 | ||||
3. |
| 3:39 | ||||
4. |
| 3:09 | ||||
5. |
| 3:06 | ||||
6. |
| 4:04 | ||||
7. |
| 4:05 | ||||
8. |
| 5:40 | ||||
9. |
| 2:35 | ||||
10. |
| 3:54 | ||||
11. |
| 3:21 | ||||
12. |
| 3:35 | ||||
13. |
| 3:52 | ||||
14. |
| 3:09 | ||||
15. |
| 2:59 | ||||
16. |
| 4:36 | ||||
17. |
| 4:02 | ||||
18. |
| 4:11 | ||||
19. |
| 4:05 | ||||