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Remy Zero

Nice avatar, Zonda. what are u doin with someone's wife?

Alfie

Shh

Check Long Lonely Road btw, great stuff.

Remy Zero

if he knows, he'll run u over with his bike

Alfie

He doesnt stand a chance

Remy Zero

maybe, u should ask him to sing this song to her

Va Va Voom

Moby - Why does my heart feel so bad?


Why does my heart feel so bad?
Why does my soul feel so bad?

Why does my heart feel so bad?
Why does my soul feel so bad?

Not many lyrics but there used so beautifly

Va Va Voom

Bob Marley - concrete jungle

No sun will shine in my day today; (no sun will shine)
The high yellow moon won't come out to play:
(that high yellow moon won't come out to play)
I said (darkness) darkness has covered my light,
(and the stage) And the stage my day into night, yeah.
Where is the love to be found? (oo-ooh-ooh)
Won't someone tell me?
'Cause my (sweet life) life must be somewhere to be found -
(must be somewhere for me)
Instead of concrete jungle (la la-la!),
Where the living is harder (la-la!).

Concrete jungle (la la-la!):
Man you got to do your (la la-la!) best. Wo-ooh, yeah.
No chains around my feet,
But I'm not free, oh-ooh!
I know I am bound here in captivity;
G'yeah, now - (never, never) I've never known happiness;
(never, never) I've never known what sweet caress is -
Still, I'll be always laughing like a clown;
Won't someone help me? 'Cause I (sweet life) -
I've got to pick myself from off the ground
(must be somewhere for me), he-yeah! -
In this a concrete jungle (la la-la!):
I said, what do you cry for me (la-la!) now, o-oh!
Concrete jungle (la la-la!), ah, won't you let me be (la la-la!), now.
Hey! Oh, now!

--- Guitar solo ---

I said that life (sweet life) - it must be somewhere to be found
(must be somewhere for me)
Oh, instead: concrete jungle (la-la!) - collusion (la-la!) -
confusion (confusion). Eh!

Concrete jungle (la-la!): baby, you've got it in.
Concrete jungle (la la-la!), now. Eh!
Concrete jungle (la la-la!).

What do you stand(?) for me (la-la!), now?

I love it

Alx

Certainly before all of your times....

Tom Waits... Mr. Siegal

I spent all my money in a mexican whorehouse, across the street from a catholic church, and then i wiped off my revolver, and i buttoned up my burgundy shirt, i shot the morning in the back, with my red wings on, i told the sun he'd better go back down, and if i can find a book of matches, i'm goin' to burn this hotel down.

You got to tell me brave captain, why are the wicked so strong, how do the angels get to sleep, when the devil leaves the porchlight on.

Well i dropped thirty grand on the nugget slots, i had to sell my ass on fremont street, and the drummer said there's sanctuary, over at the bagdad room, and now it's one for the money, two for the show, three to get ready, and go man go, i said tell me mr. siegel, how do i get out of here.

Well willard's knocked out on a bottle of heat, drivin' dangerous curves across the dirty sheets, he said man you ought to see her, when her parents are gone, man you ought to hear her when the siren's on.

You got to tell me brave captain, why are the wicked so strong, how do the angels get to sleep, when the devil leaves the porchlight on.

Don't you know that ain't no broken bottle, that i picked up in my
headlights, on the other side of the nevada line, where they live hard die young, and have a good lookin' corpse every time, well the pit-boss said i should keep movin', this is where you go when you die, and so i shot a black beauty, and i kissed her right between the eyes.

Well willard's knocked out on a bottle of heat, drivin' dangerous curves across the dirty sheets, he said when the bitch is wound up, and her parents are gone, man you ought to hear her with the siren on.

You got to tell me brave captain, why are the wicked so strong, how do the angels get to sleep, when the devil leaves the porchlight on.