IRON & WINE LYRICS - Wolves (Song Of The Shepherd's Dog)

"Wolves (Song Of The Shepherd's Dog)"



Wolves by the road

And a bike wheel spinning on a pawn shop wall

She leaned on her colored hair

Like a butterfly wing in a summer rainfall

And the roll on the kitchen floor

Some fucker with a pocketful of foreign change

Song of the shepherd's dog

A pitch in the dark in the ear of the lamb

Who was going to try to run away

Whoever got that brave?



Wolves in the middle of town

And the chapel bell ringing through the wind-blown trees

To wave to the butcher's boy

With the parking lot music everybody believes

And then out like a dying bird

In the corner of the penny arcade

Song of the shepherd's dog

Waiting around the jack call of the rooster

On the rooftop waiting for day

And ain't nobody's going to say



Wolves at the end of the bed

And a postcard hidden in her winter clothes

She beat in the back of a truck

To the trailers when we trying to find the bullet hole

And then run down the canopy rows

Some mother and a baby with a cross to nail

Song of the shepherd's dog

Little brown flea in the bottle of oil

For your woolly wild hair

You'll never get him out of there

GREAT BIG SEA LYRICS - Marguarita

"Marguarita"



I see you in the front row, dancing up and down

You're ripped and ready for the night downtown

And all the pretty boys are chasing you around

Cause they all wanna win your affections



You spent three hours getting ready for the show

Nothing on underneath and everybody knows

Mama said wear a coat or catch your death of cold

What's wrong with a little flirtation?



[Chorus:]



And then you smile at me

Is that a wink I see?

Did I catch your eye?

Should I even try?

Oh, My Margarita (Margarita)

Like to meet you (Margarita)

Margarita (Margarita)

Think I need you (Margarita)



Take your time, dance real slow

Remember that song from the radio

Got your old man's, got a place to go

Cause we all need a little temptation



Those two big fellas are looking for a fight

It's what they like to do on a Saturday night

Maybe it's the alcohol, maybe it's the lights

But they just want to get your attention



[Chorus]



Talk to me, baby, it's all right

I might look strange, but I don't bite

And if you let me hold your hand

I can find a way to make you understand



Called last call, now it's time to go

But I'm not the guy who gets to walk you home

We could have made history, I guess we'll never know

I'll see you in dreams



Oh, my Margarita (Margarita)

Like to meet you (Margarita)

Margarita (Margarita)

Think I need you (Margarita)

Oh, my Margarita (Margarita)

Like to meet you (Margarita)

Margarita (Margarita)

Think I need You (Margarita)

NAS LYRICS - Everybody's Crazy

"Everybody's Crazy"



[Nas]

Nasir bin Olu Dara bis do Allah

Fisk full of dollars in a dice game god

D & D glass cloth Kangols guided by angel with white wings

Nas the Viking fresh from my ankles thankful

Gangster see gangster do I'm Langston Hughes predecessor

Gun on my dresser slang I use upset college professor

More knowledge than Webster dictionary obituary column plus sign 'em

the first fake rapper murdered for rhyming

The jig is up gut 'em like fish swiss cheese 'em up

My wrist is freezing up sick of these ducks on my hiatus

Poking out their chest like they tall as sky scrapers

But they small as a shanty in a African village

Soft as cotton candy we assassins and killers

Let shottie off in club floors pellets spraying your familia

You screaming like you love war



[Hook: repeat 2X]

Everybody's crazy

Somebody's gonna get shot get rob get done get stomp get drop

Ladies love thugs and my thug love hip hop

Thugs love ladies and ladies they love hip hop



[Nas]

Peace fuck you with a fist in your ass

You pussy with yeast, you shook of the streets, you a Sisqo fag

You know blood baths I makes 'em fake thugs I hate 'em

8 slug I'm bustin' no discussion or waiting

Cause now Instead of coke rhymes it's laying

No analog it's digital criminals turned rapper times is changing

niggaz get flashier houses more plusher

Bitches giving ass up at ages more younger

Hands on the clock keep turning, hands on a glock they keep squeezing

Bullets stop in your sternum they stop you from breathing

I'm light year far your mouth get all white

when I'm near you I frighten your heart

I want you to watch me notice stare look closely

Feel I'm who you posed to be real I know it hurts you

Soldiers approach you, you want to squash it, you older than most dudes

Although Nas did you and your whole crew, but



[Hook]



[Nas]

I know where niggaz sleep; it's too many schemes too many plots

War plus money man I got too many spots

Hungry niggaz get tutored to thinking new shit to come up

Killers fuck with killers you sleeping you getting stuck up

Not me your not ready I'm low but I be watching

We all connected so your man know my man

Your man knows my fam' they was cool when they was locked up

Beat cases and now niggaz back on the block what

Bothers is taking secret routes when they drive

Tinted windows ears to the street stay on their job

Peep niggaz that go t prices on their head so high

Their own my will take the contract surprise

So we play a mental game intimidation

Got pussy niggaz get pressed up on and paying

I wish these niggaz would step up wait for the day an

Since I'm famous they thinking assault rifles won't be spraying

Who ever thinking coming to my vault for the safe

I got some niggaz with acid get it thrown in your face

Play dirty catch your moms in J-30

Whatever whodie we all crazy we all 7:30 now



[Hook]

MARIT LARSEN LYRICS - If A Song Could Get Me You

"If A Song Could Get Me You"



I could try you with a waltz

I could try you rock and roll

I could try you with the blues

If a song would do



I could sing it high or low

When I let you go you know

I thought it was for the best

Now it is so obvious



So here it is, here it goes

I could try rock and roll

I would change your life forever too

If a song could get me you

I could make it high or low

Sing it on the radio

If that is what I need to do

If a song could get me you



I could run for miles and miles

I'd take off and I'd start flying

I could cross land and sea

If you just believe me



I should not have hurt you so

This old house is not a home

Without you here, there's no use

I've got no time left to lose



So here it is, here it goes

I could try rock and roll

I would change your life forever too

If a song could get me you

I could make it high or low

Sing it on the radio

If that is what I need to do

If a song could get me you



If a song could get me through

I'd sing my way, right back to you

Tell me how, to make it right

Tell me now, I'll start tonight

I know I could make it last



I swear to you that if I knew

What I was getting myself into

I wouldn't answer to my fears

I'd never leave you standing there



Just look at me



If you'd only see me

I would prove my love for you

I could swallow half the moon

Just tell me where, tell me when

I will have you back again



So here it is, here it goes

I could try rock and roll

I would change your life forever too

If a song could get me you

I could make it high or low

Sing it on the radio

If that is what I need to do

If a song could get me you



So here it is, here it goes

I could try rock and roll

I would change your life forever too

If a song could get me you

I could make it high or low

Sing it on the radio

If that is what I need to do

If a song could get me you

ANI DIFRANCO LYRICS - Coming Up

"Coming Up"



our father who art in a penthouse

sits in his 37th floor suite

and swivels to gaze down

at the city he made me in

he allows me to stand and

sollicit graffiti until

he needs the land I stand on

I in my darkened threshold

am pawing through my pockets

the receipts, the bus schedules

the matchbook phone numbers

the urgent napkin poems

all of which laundering has rendered

pulpy and strange

loose change and a key

ask me

go ahead, ask me if I care

I got the answer here

I wrote it down somewhere

I just gotta find it

I just gotta find it



somebody and their spraypaint got too close

somebody came on too heavy

now look at me made ugly

by the drooling letters

I was better off alone

ain't that the way it is

they don't know the first thing

but you don't know that

until they take the first swing

my fingers are red and swollen from the cold

I'm getting bold in my old age

so go ahead, try the door

it doesn't matter anymore

I know the weakhearted are strongwilled

and we are being kept alive

until we're killed

he's up there the ice

is clinking in his glass

I don't ask

I just empty my pockets and wait

it's not fate

it's just circumstance

I don't fool myself with romance

I just live

phone number to phone number

dusting them against my thighs

in the warmth of my pockets

which whisper history incessantly

asking me

where were you



I lower my eyes

wishing I could cry more

and care less,

yes it's true,

I was trying to love someone again,

I was caught caring,

bearing weight



but I love this city, this state

this country is too large

and whoever's in charge up there

had better take the elevator down

and put more than change in our cup

or else we

are coming

up

THE GAME LYRICS - Better Days

"Better Days"

(feat. Andre Merritt)



[Andre Merritt]

Been holding this pain inside for so long

though the rain never goes away

they say I should leave these streets behind me

but its so hard to escape,

oh lord please send me an angel

to lead me out of this place,

send me a away,

far away

to better days,



[The Game]

the first thing I wanna do is say wat up to TI,

king of the south, now everybody see why,

im just driving and thinking why I survived here,

and I aint seen dre and eminem in 5 years,

that sound shady right,

i live a crazy life,

so many black thoughts I had to paint the mercedes white,

I can tell you about the rims but I aint here for that,

going out like big and pac I fear for that,

take this lambo and put 6 holes in it,

shatter the glass and leave my body exposed in it,

lift the doors up and let all my demons out,

and I can see my brother now cos thats what i been dreaming bout,

i aint thinking bout bitches or pulling beemers out,

im thinking bout my son safety everytime they leave the house,

i know how to make it out the hood i seen the route,

and heres the proof me venus and serena out,



[Chorus - Andre Merritt]

Been holding this pain inside for so long

though the rain never goes away

they say I should leave these streets behind me

but its so hard to escape,

oh lord please send me an angel

to lead me out of this place,

send me a away,

far away

to better days,



[The Game]

im sitting on these stairs at this church,

bout to start a verse

and somewhere in the world somebody about to start a hoarse,

tell me who inside it, whos son is that,

and how he get there, now tell me who gun is that,

i aint saying confess definietly aint saying snitch,

but if you kiled the n-gga help his momma dig his ditch,

im from the hood where n-gga gotta keep their gun cocked,

kids wear dre beats to stop the sound of gun shots,

but at least they got the dre beats cos kids in africa aint even got shoes on they feet,

and i seen it on my own eyes at the same time I picking flys off my own eyes,

can you feel that, if you can hear them buzzing,

you can feel the pain of Mike Tyson and his baby mother,

they lost there baby daughter and she was only 3

she never got a chance to blossom on the family tree,



[Chorus - Andre Merritt]

Been holding this pain inside for so long

though the rain never goes away

they say I should leave these streets behind me

but its so hard to escape,

oh lord please send me an angel

to lead me out of this place,

send me a away,

far away

to better days,



[The Game]

We got a new president and I love that he black,

but Imma ask him like bush, where the soldiers at?

now move the camera to new orleans where the soldiers at,

the water dried up well n-gga do you know they clap

we all juveniles we all been through some trials,

and some tribulations, Im in this booth pacing,

what do I say next, should I talk about some cars

or the next chapter of my life and show you all my scars,

or my bullet wounds and my stab wounds,

cant show you I covered them up with tattoos,

i cant do nothing but spit the truth,

on probation smoking drink patron before I hit the booth,

you making songs for the clubs while n-ggas drinking,

i make em for the ride home when n-ggas stinking,

one minute you here, next minute sh-t is tragic,

and its a Jim Johnsin track now fill this stack



[Chorus - Andre Merritt]

Been holding this pain inside for so long

though the rain never goes away

they say I should leave these streets behind me

but its so hard to escape,

oh lord please send me an angel

to lead me out of this place,

send me a away,

far away

to better days

JEM LYRICS - I Always Knew

"I Always Knew"



I always knew I would one day be here

But I couldn't be a puppet on a string

I've had my fights often I've been KO'd

But I've got back up no I won't give in



And now I know how it works

If you're too nice, you lose



I'm gonna make it to the top well let me show you

And if I have got to toughen up then that is what I'll do

But don't make me a monster baby you'd be crazy that's for sure

Becoming a bitch is not what I got into music for



Remember back to a bench in Wales

Where two young boys started mocking me

I looked at them thought I'll show you one day

But I didn't fight or stand up for me



And that young girl's learnt the hard way

If you're too nice, you lose



I'm gonna make it to the top well let me show you

And if I have got to toughen up then that is what I'll do

But don't make me a monster baby you'd be crazy that's for sure

Becoming a bitch is not what I got into music for



I'll make it crystal clear

I am not going anywhere

As long as there is music

I'll be here, here



I'm gonna make it to the top well let me show you

And if I have got to toughen up then that is what I'll do

But don't make me a monster baby you'd be crazy that's for sure

Becoming a bitch is not what I got into music for



I'm gonna make it to the top well let me show you

And if I have got to toughen up then that is what I'll do

I've sold you a million baby not just maybe that's for sure

Given the chance I'll show you I can sell a zillion more