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from Keith Richards - Talk Is Cheap (2003)
Richards-Jordan
No time for weepin' baby, no tears need flow Let no one tell you how you should grow, yeah. Stretched to the limit honey, locked in the hole Hung out to dry, still on a roll. Ready, willing, able and big enough. Run in the front door, run out the back Wall in your face and a gun in your back. No time for weepin' baby, no need for tears Let no one tell you honey, how you should grow. Big enough, big enough yeah Big, big enough, yeah yeah Big enough. Ready, willing, able and big enough Ready, willing, able and big enough. |
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from Keith Richards - Talk Is Cheap (2003)
Richards-Jordan
Giving up lovin', easy to do People so pitiful they never come through Honey, honey, honey, I ain't that way (You want a little bit) once in a while, come on and get a bit You shouldn't take it so hard (yeah) you shouldn't take it (yeah) You shouldn't take it so hard (yeah). Take a look around you, tell me, what do you see ? People with little bits try, tryin' to smile Most of what you've gotten is free (yeah) (Yeah) you shouldn't take it so hard (yeah). You shouldn't take it so hard (yeah) you shouldn't take it so hard (yeah) You shouldn't take it so hard (yeah). Yank it up baby or go get yourself a new name You want a little bit once in a while, yeah you got a taste for it You shouldn't take it (yeah) you shouldn't take it so hard (yeah) (Yeah). You shouldn't take it so hard (yeah) You shouldn't take it so hard (yeah) You shouldn't take it so hard (yeah) You shouldn't take it so hard (yeah) ... |
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from Keith Richards - Talk Is Cheap (2003)
Richards-Jordan
Well it's a struggle, baby it's a struggle, yeah yeah If it's a struggle between love and hate, baby's gonna have to wait Yeah yeah huh yeah, ooh yeah struggle. I'm in the middle, you're not the only one You're not the only one, you're not the only one. It's a struggle, it's a struggle, baby, baby, baby, yeah Well it's a struggle to make ends meet honey Under pressure to express yourself Then admit it, don't deny yourself, yeah yeah. Hard to fight, struggle, struggle. You and me should never feel neglected Overlooked, overworked, overhooked, yeah. Doing as you're told, hell on hold Through the night, without a fight You gotta face the day. If you struggle baby, it only tightens up, yeah yeah Uh yeah. |
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from Keith Richards - Talk Is Cheap (2003)
Richards-Jordan
Well hung, friend of mine, he's size 8, I'm size 9 Shucks my dear, I'm gonna get a lick from you One thing, one thing too, one thing to remember that I could have Yes I could have, uh yes I could have I could have stood you up but I did, did, didn't, yeah yeah. Short fuse, lights blew out, power came back, hear them shout Shucks my dear, gotta get a lick from you One thing, one thing too, one thing to remember that I could have Yes I could have, baby but I could have I could have stood you up but I did, did, didn't yeah yeah yeah. My shoes, walk down the street, only trouble is they ain't on my feet Dig them kicks, they belong to me One thing, one thing too, one thing to remember that I could have Baby could have, yeah I could have I could have stood you up but I did, did, didn't, didn't yeah. Rip it up, rip it down, change the shape of the whole damn town Shucks my dear, I'm gonna get a lick from you One thing, one thing too, one thing to remember that I could have Yes I could have, yeah but I could have I could have stood you up but I did, did, did, did, did, did, did. I could have stood you up but I did, did, did. |
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4:52 |
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from Keith Richards - Talk Is Cheap (2003)
Richards-Jordan
Make no mistake about it mm, but things ain't what they seem I'm gonna scream and shout it, this is just a dream. A simple conversation, every now and then A touchy situation yeah, fascinates a man. (What shall I do, if I should see you) (And have to pretend that we have never met ?) It's not a cheap sensation when you touch me with your hand A little complication but it can hypnotize a man. How we gonna hide it ? This thing with you and me yeah Everyone can tell by now, I just can't lie, you see. (What shall I say to hide it ?) to hide it baby (No words can convey your lips melting into mine). (No mistake, no mistake) make no mistake baby (make no mistake) (Make no mistake) about it (no mistake) mmm (make no mistake) mmm c'mon. Make no mistake about it, I'm gonna make you mine No need to talk it over, we're running out of time. (I've made up my mind about you, oh) (I know in my heart that you have the same point of view). (No mistake) this is it (no mistake, make no mistake) mistake (Make no mistake) oooh (no mistake) make no mistake baby (make no mistake) oh baby Oh yeah (Make no mistake) make no mistake (make no mistake) ... |
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4:47 |
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from Keith Richards - Talk Is Cheap (2003)
You made the wrong motion
Drank the wrong potion You lost the feeling Not so appealing Why do you think you got no friends You drove them all around the bend Oh yeah You don't move me anymore Now you wanna throw the dice You already crapped out twice Oh yeah, Oh yeah You just don't move me anymore One face so seamy The other don't see me It's better that you kill the light You're giving us all a fright Oh yeah You don't move me anymore How you gonna keep your wealth Can't even defend yourself Ah yeah Oh no You just don't move me anymore What makes you so greedy Makes you so seedy No matter how you flip that dime On our side is time Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah It's no longer funny It's bigger than money You just don't move me anymore |
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from Keith Richards - Talk Is Cheap (2003)
Richards-Jordan
How I wish that you were here again How I wish that you were here again Uh if I could see you and touch you with my hand If I could feel you, but I know damn well I can't. How I wish that you were here again How I wish I had you near again If I could see you, oh just now and then Oh if I could feel you but, I'd do my time again. (Oh honey, honey, honey, yeah) If I could kiss you, caress you now and then Ooh just to thrill you, I'd do life again, yeah. (Oh honey, honey, honey, yeah) How I wish that you were here again (Oh honey, honey, honey, yeah) How I wish that you were here again (Oh honey, honey, honey, yeah) (Oh honey, honey, honey, yeah) (Oh honey, honey, honey, yeah) |
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from Keith Richards - Talk Is Cheap (2003)
Richards-Jordan
(Oh rockawhile, rockawhile, rockawhile, ....) Baby won't you stay with me rockawhile ? Baby stay yeah I don't need to lie, you can believe it or leave it Baby won't you stay with me and rockawhile ? Hold your breath babe Close the shop, close the shop, yeah (rockawhile). [ ...................... ] Yeah baby come up here and rockawhile (stay with me) c'mon, yeah yeah (Tell me what you want now) I don't need to lie to you ( stay with me yeah) baby, baby, stay with me and rockawhile (Rockawhile) yeah yeah It's no cheap shot there, baby's just a square (rockawhile) yes she is. [ ...................... ] Come over, just rockawhile, have to rock in style No strings attached, just me and rockawhile, just you C'mon now baby stay with me, stay with me ... |
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from Keith Richards - Talk Is Cheap (2003)
Richards-Jordan
Whip (whip it up) Whip (whip it up). Don't know what you dream at night honey Close your eyes and see, leave the rest to me I'll be stealin' in if you give me half a chance C'mon baby, let's get this dream to dance. (Whip it up) C'mon whip (whip it up) whip it up, whip it up. Well it seems so sad to me, the way we carry on Why, why baby can't we get along ? I ain't deceivin' you and if you ain't deceivin' me Then someone else has lied to us, yeah don't deny it. Save it for another day, don't save it for me yeah If I ain't good enough (for you) then maybe you ain't good enough Good enough, good enough for me. Whip it up baby, just a flick of the wrist Twist of the mind, whip it up, whip it up, whip, whip it up ... |
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from Keith Richards - Talk Is Cheap (2003)
She swears that I'm the only one, what about yesterday
Oh I'd like to believe, somehow I still suspect (locked away) She ought to be (locked away) She ought to be locked away. My mind is racing, footsteps lead me to jealousy I'm losing my grip, I can't trust the way I feel (locked away) I ought to be (locked away) Throw that old key away. My friends say that your friends say Uh that I ain't worth your time I know what you must hear Don't let it interfere (locked away) Ought to be (locked away) They ought to be (locked away, locked away). We can do anything, any trick in the book We can go anywhere as long as we get (locked away) Ought to be (locked away) You and me (locked away, locked away) We ought to be locked away (locked away, locked away, locked away). (Locked away, we ought to be locked away). |
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from Keith Richards - Talk Is Cheap (2003)
Richards-Jordan
Tell by her movement, a flick of herhand You know where you stand What does it mean ? it means a lot, ah huh, oh yeah What does it mean ? Tell me. Tell from a distance, tell from a glance (it means a lot) Tell by the way she dance (it means a lot) (It means a lot) Call it love, takes two (it means a lot) What does it mean ? (it means a lot) takes two. If she is shy if she should blush (it means a lot) It should tell you enough (it means a lot) We'll call it love (it means a lot) takes two baby (it means a lot) Oh what does it do for you ? Does the same thing for me Trial by jury, trial by judge, get this thing out of court, let's call it love. What does it mean ? (it means a lot). Call it affection, we call it love (it means a lot) Heaven's above (it means a lot) ooh cool it (it means a lot) It means a lot (it means a lot). Ain't no illusion Little lie, it means a lot ... (It means a lot, it means a lot ....) Don't get too excited baby before the facts. |
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from The Sopranos : Peppers & Eggs [ost] (2001)
Richards-Jordan
Make no mistake about it mm, but things ain't what they seem I'm gonna scream and shout it, this is just a dream. A simple conversation, every now and then A touchy situation yeah, fascinates a man. (What shall I do, if I should see you) (And have to pretend that we have never met ?) It's not a cheap sensation when you touch me with your hand A little complication but it can hypnotize a man. How we gonna hide it ? This thing with you and me yeah Everyone can tell by now, I just can't lie, you see. (What shall I say to hide it ?) to hide it baby (No words can convey your lips melting into mine). (No mistake, no mistake) make no mistake baby (make no mistake) (Make no mistake) about it (no mistake) mmm (make no mistake) mmm c'mon. Make no mistake about it, I'm gonna make you mine No need to talk it over, we're running out of time. (I've made up my mind about you, oh) (I know in my heart that you have the same point of view). (No mistake) this is it (no mistake, make no mistake) mistake (Make no mistake) oooh (no mistake) make no mistake baby (make no mistake) oh baby Oh yeah (Make no mistake) make no mistake (make no mistake) ... |
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5:04 |
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from Marianne Faithfull - Easy Come Easy Go (2008)
The warden led a prisoner down the hallway to his doom
I stood up to say goodbye like all the rest And I heard him tell the warden just before he reached my cell "Let my guitar playing friend do my request." Let him sing me back home with a song I used to hear Make my old memories come alive Oh please take me away and turn back the years Sing me back home before I die I remember Sunday morning a choir from off the streets They came in to sing a few old gospel songs And I heard him tell the singers "There's a song my mama sang. Won't you sing it once before I move along?" Won't you sing me back home with a song I used to hear Make my old memories come alive Please take me away and turn back the years Sing me back home before I die Won't you sing me back home before I die |
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from Austin Powers 3 (오스틴 파워 3) by George S. Clinton [ost] (2002)
I've been holding out so long
I've been sleeping all alone Lord I miss you I've been hanging on the phone I've been sleeping all alone I want to kiss you Sometimes Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh Oooh oooh oooh Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh Oooh oooh oooh oooh Well, I've been haunted in my sleep You've been starring in my dreams Lord I miss you child I've been waiting in the hall Been waiting on your call When the phone rings It's just some friends of mine that say, "Hey, what's the matter man? We're gonna come around at twelve With some Puerto Rican girls that are just dyin' to meet you. We're gonna bring a case of wine Hey, let's go mess and fool around You know, like we used to" Yeah, we're gonna do ??? You know we'll go mess and fool around Hey man, what's with you Yeah, you've been striked off for too long You know, girls would come and go Let it start because I say I ain't be staying too long You know ??? I say well well well well Aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah Aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah Aaah aaah aaah aaah Oh everybody waits so long Oh baby why you wait so long Won't you come on! Come on! I've been walking in Central Park Singing after dark People think I'm crazy I've been stumbling on my feet Shuffling through the street Asking people, "What's the matter with you boy?" Sometimes I want to say to myself Sometimes I say Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh Oooh oooh oooh Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh I won't miss you child I guess I'm lying to myself It's just you and no one else Lord I won't miss you child You've been blotting out my mind Fooling on my time No, I won't miss you, baby, yeah Lord, I miss you child Aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah Aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah Aaah aaah aaah aaah Lord, I miss you child Aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah Aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah Aaah aaah aaah aaah Lord, I miss you child Aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah Aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah Aaah aaah aaah aaah |
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from Moonlight Mile (문라이트 마일) by Mark Isham [ost] (2002)
When the wind blows and the rain feels cold With a head full of snow With a head full of snow In the window there's a face you know Don't the nights pass slow Don't the nights pass slow The sound of strangers sending nothing to my mind Just another mad mad day on the road I am just living to be dying by your side But I'm just about a moonlight mile on down the road Made a rag pile of my shiny clothes Gonna warm my bones Gonna warm my bones I got silence on my radio Let the air waves flow Let the air waves flow Oh I'm sleeping under strange strange skies Just another mad mad day on the road My dreams is fading down the railway line I'm just about a moonlight mile down the road I'm hiding sister and I'm dreaming I'm riding down your moonlight mile I'm hiding baby and I'm dreaming I'm riding down your moonlight mile I'm riding down you moonlight mile Let it go now, come on up babe Yeah, let it go now Yeah, flow now baby Yeah move on now yeah Yeah, I'm coming home 'Cause, I'm just about a moonlight mile on down the road Down the road, down the road |
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from The Rolling Stones 20집 - Undercover (1983)
You're deaf to it, blind to it
It's like a thunderclap Feel the prickles running Up and down your back Why so divine, the pain of love You have to work at it, stay with it Pay for it, bust your ass Lie for it, cheat for it Forget about your past Why so divine, the pain of love You dream of it passionate You get a rise from it Feel the hot cum Dripping on your thighs from it Why why so divine, the pain of love Sometimes you crave for it, cry for it Women will die for it Looking back, cut the crap Was it really worth the rap? It's hard to survive the pain of love Ooh I need a time out Time to make my mind up Substitute a line out I'll be back next season with a bang No release from the jail No parole, no bail Hard labor, fifty lashes Hard labor, money splashes It's hard to survive the pain of love The old maid is roughing up Applying final touches Even though she's late for the dance I tell you tonight she's really gonna have a ball She's gonna really tie me up She's gonna really tie me up She's gonna really tie me up She's gonna really tie me up She's gonna really tie me up She's gonna really tie me up Why so divine the pain of love Don't hurt me, don't hurt me Don't hurt me, don't hurt me Why so divine the pain of love That's what they call it: the pain of love Tie me up, tie me up, tie me up, tie me up Why do divine, the pain of love Don't hurt me, don't hurt me, don't hurt me Don't hurt me, don't hurt me, don't hurt me Don't hurt me, don't hurt me, don't hurt me Don't hurt me, don't hurt me, don't hurt me Don't hurt me, don't hurt me, don't hurt me |
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from The Rolling Stones 10집 - Beggars Banquet (1968)
Please allow me to introduce myself
I'm a man of wealth and taste I've been around for a long, long year Stole many a man's soul and faith And I was 'round when Jesus Christ Had his moment of doubt and pain Made damn sure that Pilate Washed his hands and sealed his fate Pleased to meet you Hope you guess my name But what's puzzling you Is the nature of my game I stuck around St. Petersburg When I saw it was a time for a change Killed the czar and his ministers Anastasia screamed in vain I rode a tank Held a general's rank When the blitzkrieg raged And the bodies stank Pleased to meet you Hope you guess my name, oh yeah Ah, what's puzzling you Is the nature of my game, oh yeah I watched with glee While your kings and queens Fought for ten decades For the gods they made I shouted out, "Who killed the Kennedys?" When after all It was you and me Let me please introduce myself I'm a man of wealth and taste And I laid traps for troubadours Who get killed before they reached Bombay Pleased to meet you Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah But what's puzzling you Is the nature of my game, oh yeah, get down, baby Pleased to meet you Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah But what's confusing you Is just the nature of my game Just as every cop is a criminal And all the sinners saints As heads is tails Just call me Lucifer 'Cause I'm in need of some restraint So if you meet me Have some courtesy Have some sympathy, and some taste Use all your well-learned politesse Or I'll lay your soul to waste um yeah Pleased to meet you Hope you guessed my name, um yeah But what's puzzling you Is the nature of my game, um mean it, get down |
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from The Rolling Stones 10집 - Beggars Banquet (1968)
There's a tramp sittin' on my doorstep
Tryin' to waste his time With his methylated sandwich He's a walking clothesline And here comes the bishop's daughter On the other side She looks a trifle jealous She's been an outcast all her life Me, I'm waiting so patiently Lying on the floor I'm just trying to do my jig-saw puzzle Before it rains anymore Oh the gangster looks so fright'ning With his luger in his hand When he gets home to his children He's a family man But when it comes to the nitty-gritty He can shove in his knife Yes he really looks quite religious He's been an outlaw all his life Me, I'm waiting so patiently Lying on the floor I'm just trying to do this jig-saw puzzle Before it rains anymore Me, I'm waiting so patiently Lying on the floor I'm just trying to do this jig-saw puzzle Before it rains anymore Oh the singer, he looks angry At being thrown to the lions And the bass player, he looks nervous About the girls outside And the drummer, he's so shattered Trying to keep on time And the guitar players look damaged They've been outcasts all thier lives Me, I'm waiting so patiently Lying on the floor I'm just trying to do this jig-saw puzzle Before it rains anymore Oh, there's twenty-thousand grandmas Wave their hankies in the air All burning up their pensions And shouting, "It's not fair!" There's a regiment of soldiers Standing looking on And the queen is bravely shouting, "What the hell is going on?" With a blood-curdling "tally-ho" She charged into the ranks And blessed all those grandmas who With their dying breaths screamed, "Thanks!" Me, I'm just waiting so patiently With my woman on the floor We're just trying to do this jig-saw puzzle Before it rains anymore |
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from The Rolling Stones 10집 - Beggars Banquet (1968)
Ev'rywhere I hear the sound of marching, charging feet, boy
'Cause summer's here and the time is right for fighting in the street, boy But what can a poor boy do Except to sing for a rock 'n' roll band 'Cause in sleepy London town There's just no place for a street fighting man No Hey! Think the time is right for a palace revolution 'Cauce where I live the game to play is compromise solution Well, then what can a poor boy do Except to sing for a rock 'n' roll band 'Cause in sleepy London town There's no place for a street fighting man No Hey! Said my name is called disturbance I'll shout and scream, I'll kill the king, I'll rail at all his servants Well, what can a poor boy do Except to sing for a rock 'n' roll band 'Cause in sleepy London town There's no place for a street fighting man No |
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from The Rolling Stones 10집 - Beggars Banquet (1968)
Well a poor boy took his father's bread and started down the road
Started down the road Took all he had and started down the road Going out in this world, where God only knows And that'll be the way to get along Well poor boy spent all he had, famine come in the land Famine come in the land Spent all he had and famine come in the land Said, "I believe I'll go and hire me to some man" And that'll be the way I'll get along Well, man said, "I'll give you a job for to feed my swine For to feed my swine I'll give you a job for to feed my swine" Boy stood there and hung his head and cried `Cause that is no way to get along Said, "I believe I'll ride, believe I'll go back home Believe I'll go back home Believe I'll ride, believe I'll go back home Or down the road as far as I can go" And that'll be the way to get along Well, father said, "See my son coming home to me Coming home to me" Father ran and fell down on his knees Said, "Sing and praise, Lord have mercy on me" Mercy Oh poor boy stood there, hung his head and cried Hung his head and cried Poor boy stood and hung his head and cried Said, "Father will you look on me as a child?" Yeah Well father said, "Eldest son, kill the fatted calf, Call the family round Kill that calf and call the family round My son was lost but now he is found 'Cause that's the way for us to get along" Hey |
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