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Starsailor (Tim Buckley) · Starsailor (Tim Buckley) · Love Is the Message (MFSB) · I Got the Message (Men Without Hats) · Message from a Black Man (The Whatnauts) · Jah Shaka Presents: The Positive Message (Jah Shaka) · Let's Keep Message (Bent Axen) · Deciphering the Message (Art Blakey) · Message Personnel (Françoise Hardy) · Universal Message, Vol. 3 (Hutchinson, Hutch) – and 90 other albums »


Hello, good evening, how do you do?
We live lives of gifted few
You stand by me in my hands
You're the beautiful, the grand

Colorful girls in
meaning fading in and cutting out my my send a message send a
Message send a message signal overpowered send a message send a sealed
Within a play cell
open
Look with my heart
Look for a sound from above
I need a message of love (sin ti no puedo vivir)
I want a message of love (solo tú me haces
Oh no, pop is dead
Long live pop.
It died an ugly death,
By back catalogue.

And know you know it gets you nowhere,
And now you know you
Bluebird bluebird, I want you to take a message down south for me
Bluebird bluebird, I want you to take a message down south for me
I want you
By way of love's express
Sending this message out to you
With time and preciousness
Hopin', prayin', oh, it's got to get through

Honey, I miss you
Bluebird bluebird, I want you to take a message down south for me
Bluebird bluebird, I want you to take a message down south for me
I want you
Uh huh
Uh
Uh huh

Now, I endorse this message, I endorse this message
I am Nicki Minaj and I support this message
I endorse this message, I
Come warm your hands on hellfire and brimstone
Empty the pockets of the innocent victim
Bound by fear
We misplace trust

In your voice
Inside
Subconsciously
Constant conscious effort
Reminding me
Why do I forget this?

Inside of me
Master has a message,
All of the clutter in heads
hangin' out on your street 
Just hoping for the chance to meet ya 
As if I'd know what to say if I did 
But luck you come on by 
I see that look in your
Judging by the voice
He was free to himself so real
We slaved ourselves to sacrifice
More than that we do not know
Then you hear him on the radio
Hello?

You have a new message by Juelz Santana

Aight

Are you want to listen this?

Yeah

OK then, 
1st message
Friday, 12:27 A.M.
It's your choice
Raise your voice (whoooahh)
It's your choice

I am a messenger
I'm passing a message to you
A messenger
Passing by this night
like, "What the fuck?
Nigga you worse than me"
Nigga, don't listen to the message
Listen to the message

A message to my son, it's times in my life
Where
Judging by the voice
He was free to himself so real
We slaved ourselves to sacrifice
More than that we do not know
Then you hear him on the radio
Said our lady has a message for mankind
Frightened and bewildered, not making any sense
Dazzled by the virgin in her radiance

People from
Judging by the voice
He was free to himself so real
We slaved ourselves to sacrifice
More than that we do not know
Then you hear him on the radio
Talkin' bout you (nobody but you, baby) 
Nobody but you (yes you all the time) 
I do mean you (yeah my baby) 
Just trying to get a message to you 

Let
My love Isobel
Living by herself
When she does it she means to
Moth delivers her message

Unexplained on your collar
Crawling in silence
right. 
Rise up this mornin', 
Smiled with the risin' sun,
Three little birds 
Pitch by my doorstep 
Singin' sweet songs 
Of melodies pure and true,
Separate, sifting through the wreckage
I can't concentrate, searching for a message
In the fear and pain, broken down and waiting
For the chance
down to get me by
The worst time in my life

And all I had was the memory of what was
So lets pretend it never mattered to us
I hope this message
to know
Ask those who have been before you
What fate the future holds

It ain't pretty

I am a messenger
The message here, you must know
I am
A distant calling,
A faint echo form the past
The bells are still tolling,
The message of sadness and death

In the city of Acheron
The priests