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from the Getaway People - the Getaway People (1998)
I met my baby by the station
She said, "Can I help you with some information?" 'Cause your train gets out at a quarter-to-five But you could stay a while, you and I could get funky To the rhythm of the choo-choo-train Dancin' in the pourin' rain I found myself in the most beautiful situation A feeling I can't describe So I forget my destination And I pray, can you make a late cancellation? And as the train pulls out at a quarte-to-five With a knowing sigh, her and I, we get funky To the rhythm of the choo-choo-train Dancin' in the pourin' rain I found myself in the most beautiful situation A feeling I can't describe Oh how she gave me love, oh how she gave me love Oh how she gave me love, she gave me love. |
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from the Getaway People - the Getaway People (1998)
Where would we be without the sand and the sea?
Without a little help from the birds and the bees? My family tree depends on the future of a plea, I get down on my knees Now's our time to release and make peace with our conscience We wanna break through, and set a precedence; a new way of thinking Can you walk on by without your cold eyes blinkin'? Blind for the past we're goin' too fast never meant to last Live for the present, won't live to relent unless we prevent The destruction of our Mother Earth What is she worth to the birth of our future generation? Don't go blind Trust yourself to make your own decisions Judge the hype and make your own precisian Create a concept put it into context, like a moth craves the fire You crave for the lies to be exposed 'cause it's fear of the unknown The young to the old and as the lies unfold, you get the picture right See everything in a different light White may be black and black may be white So focus on the locus ' cause the conscious may be bogus and they mean to divert you But you know they can't hurt you the more they attack The more you hit them back, you have the power of luck Don't let them cover your tracks So get on get on the case, a quest to be fearless Not a trace on your face Don't go blind From the flesh to the soul From the cradle to the mo' Make it work make it grow Compton to Mariero Sold on the concept of peace and hope Oh, brother don't show your negativity It only ever leads to increased poverty Lay down the law no more war naive naive we all know the score And what's in store, "fight the power," what does it mean? Parental advisory stickers, keep it clean Fight for your right and bite to the bone, get up on your soap box Say it on a megaphone, sell your hopes and aspirations Feed me global information |
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from the Getaway People - the Getaway People (1998)
Like a bittersweet pill, the kind that gives you a thrill
And then it lets you down, keeps you hanging on She's playing with my mind, there ain't nothing left to find 'Cause my judgment and my senses have all but gone You can't tell me she ain't worth it all, 'cause she surely is She gives with every, every little breath of her beck and call She's chocolate in my pocket, she's gum in my hair She's the kind of girl that drives you crazy But I don't really care She's a superstar on my stage, she's the sunlight in my shades The sweetest scent that fills the air You will always find her there Like a cricket in a web, I never watched my step As I walked into her black widowed tentacled charm She's working on my senses, got me lowering my defenced There ain't nothing I can do to keep me safe from harm You can't tell me she ain't worth it all, 'cause she surely is I live for every, every little breath of her beck and call She's chocolate in my pocket... You can't tell me she ain't worth it all, 'cause she surely is She gives with every, every little breath of her beck and call She's chocolate in my pocket... |
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from the Getaway People - the Getaway People (1998)
Come on in from the rain now baby, come sail away with me
Who's been there to take care of you lately? So put your trust in me Don't cry those tears anymore, accentuate the positive You'll be fine 'cause I know for sure, eradicate the negative In the fear of the night put your spirit alive Take a ride... In my Limousine Room to breathe Velvet ease now baby, a mobile sanctury Summertime, summer breeze so hazy, only I can set you free No more pain in motel beds, you don't have to run No more shady shadows from the past, nothing left undone Let your soul come alive with the will to survive Take a ride... In my Limousine In the fear of the night put your spirit alive Take a ride... In my Limousine |
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from the Getaway People - the Getaway People (1998)
Why you never trusted me I fully understand
You never liked me jammin' with yo' brothers fonki band You build your trust on honest of which I ain't got none If you can't keep up with me then baby I'll be gone This little girl's for takin' so take her if you can Y' better be sure to treat her good or she'll find another man This little girl's for takin' so take her if you can Y' better be sure to treat her good or she'll find another man I got Juicy Lucy on my mind Juicy Lucy all the time Juicy Lucy on the line Give it to me Lucy one more time Man know my conscience is sittin' pretty neat I never once made out to be no pretty Mr. Petite 'Cause this little girl's for takin', so take her if you can You better be sure to treat her good or she'll find another man |
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from the Getaway People - the Getaway People (1998)
Fly fly fly me higher I don't want to come down
Tell all the plastic people: take a look around You you can't be me and I can't be you Tell all the plastic faces nothing they can do but: Be yourself be yourself be yourself Why do all the plastic people livin' in a plastic world Do what all the plastic people do, ain't nothin' here for me and you Nylon, nylon, nylon ... nylon life Polyester feelings, linoleum wife They can't stand to show their true colours Anything humane is swept away by the dollars Be yourself Why do all the plastic people... Commercial Break Be yourself Y'got life's pole position baby can't you see Take a glance inside and tell me are you really free? Shake your ego, ego to the ground See if the music of life makes a different sound Be yourself Why do all the plastic people... |
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from the Getaway People - the Getaway People (1998)
Walkin' down the road, tryin' to lose my load
Chick walks up to me and says "Man I feel so cold!" Do I have to shout, get your sad ass out! Freaks like you just make me sick, you leave me with no doubt Dada's always drunk, he's a piece of junk Beatin' up on his girl, actin' like a punk Dada's always broke, can't afford the coke The alcohol will choke, he's a freakin' joke! Get a handle on it Jimmy's gone to school, he had to keep his cool Couldn't make the grade, they said he was a fool Jimmy pulls his piece, "Everybody freeze!" Miss Spencer tried to cool him down 1-2-trigger squeeze Jimmy's in the jam, why, thank you Uncle Sam You fucked up my life, I take the blame, oh my oh what a shame "Wasted, that's what I am," Jimmy started to think If this is what it takes to be a man, it fuckin' stinks Get a handle on it Jenny's gone to work, her boss is such a jerk Pattin' Jenny on the butt, he treats her like a perk Jenny screams aloud, I may be well endowed But you don't know your right from wrong, you know that ain't allowed Jenny's lost her job, just to execute a slob Standin' up for her rights, it's "Goodnight" Mr. Bob The court was "Fair and square," Jenny combs her hair Everybody, step aside, Electric chair Get a handle on it. |
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from the Getaway People - the Getaway People (1998)
Madeleine was a pretty little girl, why she didn't even hit sixteen
All the boys in the neighbourhood took advantage of the little girl's dream Now they may try to hide it, but you just can't justify it They used her up and crushed her seeds of a flower that was never meant to be She needed love they gave her lies The promise of a paradise Now there's nothing left for Madeleine to sanctify Stuck in the middle can't solve the riddle on the outside Rockin' the cradle sure could be fatal on the outside Stuck in the middle can't solve the riddle on the outside Rockin' the cradle sure could be fatal on the outside Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah Such a shame, why she didn't last long, now who takes the blame for that All the noise in the neighbourhood, they say that Madeleine's getting fat They may try to fight it, but you just can't justify it They used her up and crushed her seeds of a flower that was never meant to be She gave the love she had, but then Nobody gave it back again Madeleine tried so hard to understand Stuck in the middle can't solve the riddle on the outside Rockin' the cradle sure could be fatal on the outside Stuck in the middle can't solve the riddle on the outside Rockin' the cradle sure could be fatal on the outside Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah What's the use of chasin' ghosts of men where responsibility comes cheap They came with no shame they came with seedy bar room seduction they seep But who weeps for Madeleine but for her own mother Mother Earth gave birth to mankind, mankind gave nothing in return Madeleine was a virgin clad, knew no better, Madeleine's been had Easy target, easy game, nobody's here to take the blame Nevertheless, hormones run wild She needed love they gave her lies The promise of a paradise Nothing left for Madeleine to sanctify |
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from the Getaway People - Turnpike Diaries (2000)
Ladies and gentlemen, it is my absolute pleasure
To introduce to you, here, tonight The Getaway People for you listening pleasure From the top of [Incomprehensible] the beach From the prisons of Birmingham to the Walnut creek They rise above the loud speaker So, we can share in their love Six Pacs and Bigmacs keep us rollin' down the road Cigarettes and coffee, where ever we go Learn to appreciate those simple little things And open up my arms to what the road might bring Cramped in a van and we do the best we can On a journey filled with tears and laughter From the Journey Turnpike We set sail on the getaway rafter People all around us, they shower us with love You better keep it comin' 'cause we just can't get enough Where would we be without a little love? You can't get by without a little love Everybody needs a little bit of love sometime Where would we be without a little love? You can't get by without a little love Everybody needs a little bit of love sometime Now, slip me a can and I pour it in a glass So, we can share a little love and happiness Don't matter who you are or where you came from 'Cause if you're down with the G, came get some Crusin' 'round the country through every little town You always find the coolest of people come around Where would we be without a little love? You can't get by without a little love Everybody needs a little bit of love sometime Where would we be without a little love? You can't get by without a little love Everybody needs a little bit of love sometime Six Pacs and Bigmacs keep us rollin' down the road Cigarettes and coffee, where ever we go People all around us, they shower us with love You better keep it comin' 'cause we just can't get enough Where would we be without a little love? You can't get by without a little love Everybody needs a little bit of love sometime Where would we be without a little love? You can't get by without a little love Everybody needs a little bit of love sometime Where would we be without a little love? You can't get by without a little love Everybody needs a little bit of love sometime Where would we be without a little love? You can't get by without a little love Everybody needs a little bit of love sometime [Incomprehensible] |
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from the Getaway People - Turnpike Diaries (2000)
Small town girl goes west
'Cause she thinks its the only way to stay alive She knows best who's who n' who's not Who's hot and who's the more fly Now when she stands before you And you're trying to conversate What you don't know is she's scanning the room For a bigger fish to swallow the bait Now stepping stones And licking bones and cast them all aside I wonder what she's looking for tonight There she goes again Slippin' and slidin', duckin' and divin' There she goes again Tryin' all the new stuff Tryin' to be fly There she goes again Slippin' and slidin', duckin' and divin' There she goes again Tryin' to be a new star Tryin' to get high All decked out in her designer clothes 'Cause she's shootin' from the hip with a credit card Everybody thinks she's a bittle lit old But you can't take long on an eyesore Drivin' in a Beamer with the top down Sunset queen in a big town If you don't pay she'll go out of your way Yeah, you don't want her hanging around Now a stick and stone may break the bone, But it don't quench the fire I wonder what she's looking for tonight There she goes again Slippin' and slidin', duckin' and divin' There she goes again Tryin' all the new stuff Tryin' to be fly There she goes again Slippin' and slidin', duckin' and divin' There she goes again Tryin' to be the new star Tryin' to get high Now stepping stones and licking bones and cast them all aside I wonder what she's looking for tonight And there she goes again There she goes again, |
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from the Getaway People - Turnpike Diaries (2000)
1V: Trust you to stand before me like an angel
All dressed in sweet conceit, though I can't see it I'm running around in circles, still I can't understand But with my third eye open I can see that you treat me like a fool Ch: With one more lie that I can't take, its my tree that you shake Shake my soul to the ground and shake me down I was deceived by an angel 2V: Trust you to want to want me, but do you need me I pull petals from a flower, do you love me I've seen you around my garden, you make the flowers bloom But when spring comes early, summers pass And autumn comes to soon Ch: With one more lie that I can't take, its my tree that you shake Shake my soul to the ground and shake me down I was deceived by an angel x 3 M8: Oh baby can't you understand that you're looking at a broken man If I could pick up the pieces of my broken heart I would do it all again right from the start |
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from the Getaway People - Turnpike Diaries (2000)
(Ottestad/Noreger)
1V: I wear the daylight like a suit that don't suit me I feel the sun poundin' down on my shoulders A grim reflection of my situation this situation got a hold on me 1B: Get a grip get a life get a home get a wife Get a car with a radio in it So get off my back insomniacs let me be Ch: Cause I'm walkin' in my sleep again, talkin' in my sleep again Walkin' in my sleep again, that's when I'm alive 2V: I wear the moonlight like a silk tuxedo I feel the stars they are watching over me A bright reflection of my situation this situation got a hold on me 2B: Get a grip get a life get a suit and a tie Get a job with a uniform in it Get off my back insomniacs let me be Ch: Cause I'm walkin' in my sleep again, talkin' in my sleep again Walkin' in my sleep again, that's when I'm alive M8: Deng Xiao Ping like a chinese chicken, he liked to go chickin'in de kitchen' |
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from the Getaway People - Turnpike Diaries (2000)
1V: Can't ride no skateboard to save my life, but it don't bother me no
Cause I got my own thing and I do it in my own time If me and my crew don't bother you why do you bother with bothering me too Why be cruel to your own kind? 1B: Cause its all about the hizao, and the grizzle, the hammer and the chizzle That makes you cool and popular, but who needs popular? Ch: Don't you know I'm about it 'bout it baby? Don't you know I'm about it 'bout it baby? Don't you know I'm about it 'bout it baby? I'm about as 'bout it 'bout it as anyone could ever be 2V: Ain't got no piercings to show for myself, cause my nipples are free To be what ever they want to be without no pressure to follow the lead I don't care about your tribal connections which you lied about Which really came out of a knitting pattern from your mamma's old magazines 2B: Cause its all about being in the right place following the rat race That makes you cool and popular, but who is popular? Ch: Don't you know I'm about it 'bout it baby? Don't you know I'm about it 'bout it baby? Don't you know I'm about it 'bout it baby? I'm about as 'bout it 'bout it as anyone could ever be |
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from the Getaway People - Turnpike Diaries (2000)
If I were you I'd be taking it easy
Kick back and relax for a little while We'll all still be here tomorrow Take time just to act like a little child No matter what the world has in store for us You got the ring that better get off of us Reach out for a comfortable chair Rejoice throw your arms in the air 'Cause it's a good life so why y'all trippin' The good life's slippin' away It's a good life so why y'all trippin' The good life's slippin' away It's a good life so why y'all trippin' The good life's slippin' away It's a good life so why y'all trippin' The good life's slippin' away And if your boss is giving you pressure Let go, take a breather in the park You've got to find out what's your pleasure In time you'll be singing like a lark Pretty soon your sorry will chime for all Somebody will heed your call Reach out for a comfortable chair Rejoice throw your arms in the air 'Cause it's a good life so why y'all trippin' The good life's slippin' away It's a good life so why y'all trippin' The good life's slippin' away It's a good life so why y'all trippin' The good life's slippin' away It's a good life so why y'all trippin' The good life's slippin' away Trade in some misery For some tender lovin' care Cast aside those cloudy days Crushes are hard to bear Make up your mind Or get a whole new lease on life Reach out for a comfortable chair Rejoice and throw your arms in the air It's a good life so why y'all trippin' The good life's slippin' away It's a good life so why y'all trippin' The good life's slippin' away It's a good life so why y'all trippin' The good life's slippin' away It's a good life so why y'all trippin' The good life's slippin' away |
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from the Getaway People - Turnpike Diaries (2000)
I'm over the hill and far away
But you can see me At the corner of a liquor store every day Over and above the crowd I'm on my cloud But nobody ever listens to what I say Could it be the way I portray my existence? People always keep in the distance You're so, so blind in my own paradise Open your mind Let your spirit fly Peace in our time Everything is fine In your own paradise See me coming from afar one happy day But you do your very best to avoid me in every way The sign is on your face with every trace Wrong time, wrong place You violate my space with your paper cup My dollar bill, you drink it up Not that I care what I left behind Outta sight and out of my mind Open your mind |
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from the Getaway People - Turnpike Diaries (2000)
Ladies and gentlemen, it is my absolute pleasure
To introduce to you, here, tonight The Getaway People for you listening pleasure From the top of [Incomprehensible] the beach From the prisons of Birmingham to the Walnut creek They rise above the loud speaker So, we can share in their love Six Pacs and Bigmacs keep us rollin' down the road Cigarettes and coffee, where ever we go Learn to appreciate those simple little things And open up my arms to what the road might bring Cramped in a van and we do the best we can On a journey filled with tears and laughter From the Journey Turnpike We set sail on the getaway rafter People all around us, they shower us with love You better keep it comin' 'cause we just can't get enough Where would we be without a little love? You can't get by without a little love Everybody needs a little bit of love sometime Where would we be without a little love? You can't get by without a little love Everybody needs a little bit of love sometime Now, slip me a can and I pour it in a glass So, we can share a little love and happiness Don't matter who you are or where you came from 'Cause if you're down with the G, came get some Crusin' 'round the country through every little town You always find the coolest of people come around Where would we be without a little love? You can't get by without a little love Everybody needs a little bit of love sometime Where would we be without a little love? You can't get by without a little love Everybody needs a little bit of love sometime Six Pacs and Bigmacs keep us rollin' down the road Cigarettes and coffee, where ever we go People all around us, they shower us with love You better keep it comin' 'cause we just can't get enough Where would we be without a little love? You can't get by without a little love Everybody needs a little bit of love sometime Where would we be without a little love? You can't get by without a little love Everybody needs a little bit of love sometime Where would we be without a little love? You can't get by without a little love Everybody needs a little bit of love sometime Where would we be without a little love? You can't get by without a little love Everybody needs a little bit of love sometime [Incomprehensible] |
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from Explore (1999)
Like a bittersweet pill, the kind that gives you a thrill
And then it lets you down, keeps you hanging on She's playing with my mind, there ain't nothing left to find 'Cause my judgment and my senses have all but gone You can't tell me she ain't worth it all, 'cause she surely is She gives with every, every little breath of her beck and call She's chocolate in my pocket, she's gum in my hair She's the kind of girl that drives you crazy But I don't really care She's a superstar on my stage, she's the sunlight in my shades The sweetest scent that fills the air You will always find her there Like a cricket in a web, I never watched my step As I walked into her black widowed tentacled charm She's working on my senses, got me lowering my defenced There ain't nothing I can do to keep me safe from harm You can't tell me she ain't worth it all, 'cause she surely is I live for every, every little breath of her beck and call She's chocolate in my pocket... You can't tell me she ain't worth it all, 'cause she surely is She gives with every, every little breath of her beck and call She's chocolate in my pocket... |
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