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So you think your having good times
With the boy that you just met Kicking sand from beach to beach Your clothes all soaking wet But if you look around and see A shadow on the run Don't be too upset because its just a paper sun Ahh Paper Sun, Ahh Paper Sun In the room where you've been sleeping All your clothes all thrown about Cigarettes burn window sills Your meter's all run out But then again its nothing You just split when day is done Pitching lips to nowhere, hung up on the paper sun Standing in the cool of my room Fresh cut flowers give me sweet perfume Too much sun will burn! When you're feeling tired and lonely You see people going home You can't make the train fare Or the six pence for the phone And icicles your crying From your cheek have just begun Dont be sad, good times are had Beneath the paper sun Daylight breaks while you sleep on the sand A seagull is stealing the ring from your hand The boy who had given you so much fun Has left you so cold in the paper sun |
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| 4:16 |
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You ride on the swing in and out of the bars
Capturing moments of life in a jar Playing with children, acting as stars Guiding your visions to heaven and heaven is in your mind Take extra care not to lose what up feel The apple you're eating is simple and real Water the flowers that grow at you heel guiding your visions to heaven and heaven is in your mind |
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| 5:39 |
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Dear Mister Fantasy play us a tune
Something to make us all happy Do anything take us out of this gloom Sing a song, play guitar, make it snappy You are the one who can make us all laugh But doing that you break out in tears Please don't be sad if it was a straight mind you had We wouldn't have known you all these years Dear Mister Fantasy play us a tune Something to make us all happy Do anything take us out of this gloom Sing a song, play guitar, make it snappy You are the one who can make us all laugh But doing that you break out in tears Please don't be sad if it was a straight mind you had We wouldn't have known you all these years Dear Mister Fantasy play us a tune Something to make us all happy Do anything take us out of this gloom Sing a song, play guitar, make it snappy You are the one who can make us all laugh But doing that you break out in tears Please don't be sad if it was a straight mind you had We wouldn't have known you all these years |
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Here's a little song, you can all join in with
It's very simple and I hope it's new Make your own words up if you want to Any old words that you think will do, yeah Yellow, blue, what'll I do? Maybe I'll just sit here thinking Black, white, stop the fight Does one of these colours ever bother you? Here's a little dance you can all join in with It's very simple and I hope it's new Make your own steps up if you want to Any old steps that you think will do Left, right, don't get uptight Keep in line and you'll be alright Clap hands, move around Make sure no one puts you down Here's a little world you can all join in with It's very simple and I hope it's new Make your own life up if you want to Any old life that you think will do Love, yeah, it's nothing new There's someone much worse off than you are Help me set them free Just be what you want to be Here's a little song you can all join in with It's very simple and I hope it's new Make your own words up if you want to Any old words that you think will do |
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| 4:16 |
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Seems I've got to have a change of scene
Cause every night I have the strangest dream Imprisoned by the way it couldn't be Left here on my own or so it seems I've got to leave before I start to scream But someone's locked the door and took the key Ya feelin' alright? I'm not feelin' too good myself Well, ya feelin' Alright? I'm not feelin' too good myself Well boy you sure took me for one big ride And even now I sit and wonder why That when I think of you I start to cry I just can't waste my time I must keep dry Got to stop believin' in all your lies Cause there's too much to do before I die Ya feelin' alright? I'm not feelin' too good myself Well, ya feelin' alright? I'm not feelin' too good myself Don't get too lost in all I say Like the time I really felt that way But that was then and now it's today Can't get off yet and so I'm here to stay Till' someone comes along and takes my place With a different name, yes, and a different face Ya Feelin' alright? I'm not feelin' too good myself Well, ya feelin' alright? I'm not feelin' too good myself |
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| 4:19 |
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I bought a sequined suit from a pearly queen
And she could drink more wine than I'd ever seen She had some gypsies' blood flowing through her feet And when the time was right she said that I would meet My destiny I traveled round the world to find the sun I couldn't stop myself from having fun And then one day I met an Indian girl And she made me forget this troubled world We're living in I had a strange dream. In my hair I saw a pearly queen lying there And all around her feet flowers bloomed But they were made of silk and sequins two by two |
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| 3:14 | 
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| 5:04 |
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In a Shanghai Noodle Factr'y
Place where I once used to be No where doing nothing People there were made of steel Tiny cogs in one big wheel Turning never learning Had to make a break And soon I had to wake up feeling stronger, feeling stronger In my island of dreams, with impossible schemes In a Shanghai Noodle Factr'y Place where I once used to be No where doing nothing People there were made of cans Packed like roosters in a pen Crowing, never knowing Had to make a break I knew I couldn't fake it any longer Everything just aches Soon I'd have to wake up feeling stronger, feeling stronger In my island of dreams, with impossible schemes |
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| 4:34 |
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Found someone who can comfort me, but there are always exceptions
And she's good at appearing sane, but I just want you to know She's the one makes me feel so good, when everything is against me Picks me up when I'm feeling down, so I've got something to show Staring at empty pages, centered 'round the same old plot Staring at empty pages, flowing along the ages Often lost and forgotten, the vagueness and the mud I've been thinking I'm working too hard, but I got something to show Staring at empty pages, centered 'round the same old plot Staring at empty pages, flowing along the ages Staring at empty pages, centered 'round the same old plot Staring at empty pages, flowing along the ages Often lost and forgotten, the vagueness and the mud I'd been thinking I'm working too hard, but I got something to show Your love Found someone who can comfort me, but there are always exceptions And she's good at appearing sane, but I just want you to know |
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| 10. |
| 11:41 |
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Uh thug shit Killa Cam thug shit Yo yo I want my steak with a funky dame Honey claim cash like the Money Train Faces of death eatin monkey brain Chunky change call it iced out and flawless For all my niggas upstate with food inside the toilet Yo I'm like Hoffa mixed with Sinatra La costa nostra dude packed a toaster True motherfuckers y'all blew it motherfuckers Told you how we do it, stupid motherfucker I chew motherfuckers, know how I do it motherfuckers Lay your block down when I come through it motherfuckers Niggaz want murders, maybe I'll call Ladies'll fall, yo we killin babies and all I mean, one up in the cabbage, one up in the carriage Bing-bing-bing like ricochet rabbit, faggot Your mother sayin look at they 'matics, damn look at they habits Oh, look at they karats [Killa Sha] Paint the picture, 2-5-2 killa scripture Verse six: Chapter five, touch more lives Try to survive in this frontline with mines Deep, but I'm in the minds of foul men Too much gin, too much hash, too much cash Kinda hard to let this good shit pass So I dabble in it, heads eat and killa sin it Ya bitch niggaz wanna get in it but can't fit it Many is callin, but few is chosin And them faggot ass niggaz thats holdin, ain't goin Sha Luminatti, uh-huh, god-body Hail, rain, and earthquakes when I break A warning to the fakes (true that) Play the dark and brought to the light Lift up your dress for spite Lyrical fight, for forty days and forty nights Automatically tight, to the blind I bring sight Ninety-nine omega, captivate through your vega Rhyme slayer, do |
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