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One-T + Cool-T – The Magic Key

 

Till my days
Change my ways

This sudden end to my days
Makes me wish I’d changed my ways
Spent more time with the posse
One-T, Nine-T, Bull-T, me
From up here, life seems so small
What’s the Meaning of it all?
Miss the way it used to be
One-T, Nine-T, Bull-T, me

Where in the world could I be?
Homies looking so cool, cool, I’m Cool-T!
Tuxedos made of snow
Is there something I should know?
Mom and Pop and little bro
Dead and gone so long ago
Could this be paradise at last?
The first test I’ve ever passed

Music’s the odyssey (yeah)
It’s here for you, for me
Just listen, find the magic key (listen up)

Music’s the odyssey (yeh)
It’s here for you, for me
Just listen, let your life be free (magic key)

Blissful days, what you gonna do?
Still I miss my old T-Crew
Can’t afterlive without’em
I just wish they only knew!
May they have lived without a home
But my homies loved me kept me warm
Taught me to forget about the game
Money, hatred, hunger, pain!

This sudden end to my days
Makes me wish I had changed my ways
Spent more time with the posse
One-T, Nine-T, Bull-T, me

(Only on Extended Version):
[From up here, life seems so smallWhat’s the Meaning of it all? Miss the way it used to beOne-T, Nine-T, Bull-T, me]

Music’s the odyssey (yeah)
It’s here for you, for me
Just listen, find the magic key (yours truly)

Music’s the odyssey (yeh)
It’s here for you, for me (magic key)
Just listen, let your life be free

Missing you, missing you
Missing you, magic crew

Missing you, missing you
Missing you, magic crew

(Only on Extended Version):
[The game of Life is overWished I had stopped to smell the cloverSing it ‚til your face turns blueBull-T, Nine-T, One-T, CrewSpent more time givin‘ up the propsAt last time kickin‘ off PopsSing it ‚til your face turns blueBull-T, Nine-T, Cool-T, Too]

Had a meeting with my maker
The super-human-baker
He popped me in the oven
And set the dial to lovin‘
Now I watch over my boys
Help’em keep on makin‘ noise
Never pictured me with wings
Guess I’ve heard of stranger things

Music’s the odyssey
It’s here for you, for me
Just listen, find the magic key (Cool-T, yours truly)

Music’s the odyssey (aha, aha)
It’s here for you, for me (yeah, yeah)
Just listen, let your life be free (Cool-T, yours truly)

Music’s the odyssey
It’s here for you, for me
Just listen, find the magic key (listen up)

Music’s the odyssey
It’s here for you, for me
Just listen, let your life be free (listen up)

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Ingrid Michaelson – You and I

 

Don’t you worry there my honey
We might not have any money
But we’ve got our love to pay the bills

Maybe I think you’re cute and funny
Maybe I wanna do what bunnies do with you
If you know what I mean

Oh, let’s get rich and buy our parents homes
In the south of France
Let’s get rich and give everybody nice sweaters
And teach them how to dance

Let’s get rich and build our house on a mountain
Making everybody look like ants
From way up there, you and I, you and I

Well, you might be a bit confused
And you might be a little bit bruised
But baby how we spoon like no one else

So I will help you read those books
If you will soothe my worried looks
And we will put the lonesome on the shelf

Ooh, let’s get rich and buy our parents homes
In the south of France
Let’s get rich and give everybody nice sweaters
And teach them how to dance

Let’s get rich and build our house on a mountain
Making everybody look like ants
From way up there, you and I, you and I

Ooh, let’s get rich and buy our parents homes
In the south of France
Let’s get rich and give everybody nice sweaters
And teach them how to dance

Let’s get rich and build our house on a mountain
Making everybody look like ants
From way up there, you and I, you and I

 

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James Brown – It’s a Man’s, Man’s, Man’s World

http://www.funkhauseuropa.de/musik/musikspecials/indigoxl_james_brown102.html#

This is a man’s world
This is a man’s world
But it wouldn’t be nothing
Nothing without a woman or a girl, ooh

You see, man made the car to take us over the road and
Man made the train to carry the heavy load
Man made electric light to take us out of the dark
Man made the boat for the water
Like, like Noah made the ark

This is a man’s, a man’s world, ooh
But it would mean nothing
Nothing without, without a woman or a girl
Without a woman or a girl

Man thinks about the little bitty baby girls
And the baby boys see
Man makes then happy
Cause man made them toys
And after man make everything
Everything he can
You know that man makes money to buy from other man

This is a man’s, a man’s world ooh
But it wouldn’t be nothing
Not one little thing no
Without a woman or a girl
Without a woman or a girl

Man needs a woman
He’s got to have a woman

Man makes everything he can
But you see a woman makes a better man
A woman makes a better man

This is a man’s, a man’s world ooh
But it would mean nothing
Not one little thing no
Without a woman or a girl, no
Without a woman or a girl, no
It would mean nothing

This is a man’s world

 

 

 

 


Katzenjammer meet Genesis – Land of Confusion

I must have dreamed a thousand dreams
Been haunted by a million screams
But I can hear the marching feet
They’re moving into the street

Now, did you read the news today?
They say the danger has gone away
But I can see the fire’s still alight
They’re burning into the night

There’s too many men, too many people
Making too many problems
And there’s not much love to go around
Can’t you see this is a land of confusion?

This is the world we live in
And these are the hands we’re given
Use them and let’s start trying
To make it a place worth living in

Oh, superman, where are you now?
When everything’s gone wrong somehow?
The men of steel, these men of power
Are losing control by the hour

This is the time, this is the place
So we look for the future
But there’s not much love to go around
Tell me why this is a land of confusion

This is the world we live in
And these are the hands we’re given
Use them and let’s start trying
To make it a place worth living in

I remember long ago
When the sun was shining
And all the stars were bright all through the night
In the wake of this madness, as I held you tight
So long ago

I won’t be coming home tonight
My generation will put it right
We’re not just making promises
That we know we’ll never keep

There’s too many men, too many people
Making too many problems
And there’s not much love to go round
Can’t you see this is a land of confusion?

Now, this is the world we live in
And these are the hands we’re given
Use them and let’s start trying
To make it a place worth fighting for

This is the world we live in
And these are the names we’re given
Stand up and let’s start showing
Just where our lives are going to


Oldelaf & Mr. D. – Le Café

Pour bien commencer ma petite journée
Et me réveiller moi j’ai pris un café
Un Arabica noir et bien corsé
J’enfile ma parka, ça y est je peux y aller

„Où est-ce que tu vas?“ Me crie mon aimée
„Prenons un caoua, je viens de me lever“
Étant en avance et un peu forcé
Je change de sens et reprends un café

À huit heure moins le quart, il faut bien l’avouer
Les bureaux sont vides, on pourrait s’ennuyer
Mais je reste calme, je sais m’adapter
Le temps qu’ils arrivent j’ai le temps pour un café

La journée s’emballe, tout le monde peut bosser
Au moins jusqu’à l’heure de la pause café
Ma secrétaire rentre : „Fort comme vous l’aimez“
Ah mince, je viens d’en prendre, mais maintenant qu’il est fait…

Un repas d’affaire tout près du Sentier
Il fait un temps superbe mais je me sens stressé
Mes collègues se marrent „Détends-toi, René !“
„Prends un bon cigare et un p’tit café !“

Une fois fini, mes collègues crevés
Appellent un taxi, mais moi j’ai envie de sauter
Je fais tout Paris puis je vois un troquet
J’commande un déca, mais re-caféiné

J’arrive au bureau, ma secrétaire me fait :
„Vous êtes un peu en retard, je me suis inquiétée !“
Je la jette par la fenêtre, elle l’avait bien cherché
T’façon faut qu’je rentre, mais avant … un café

Attendant le métro je me fait agresser
Une p’tite vieille me dit : „Vous avez l’heure s’il vous plaît ?“
J’lui casse la tête et j’la pousse sur le quai
Je file à la maison et j’me sert un … devinez

„Papa, mon Papa ! En classe je suis premier !“
Putain, mais quoi ? Tu vas arrêter de me faire chier !
Mais qu’il est con, ce gosse, et en plus il se met à chialer!
Je m’enferme dans la cuisine, il reste un peu de café

Ça fait quatorze jours que je suis enfermé
J’suis seul dans ma cuisine et je bois du café
Il faudra bien qu’je dorme, les flics vont m’choper
Alors je cloue les portes et je reprends du café


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