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Howard Jones: The Very Best of Howard Jones (Howard Jones) · Let the People Have Their Say (Howard Jones) · Harlan Howard Sings Harlan Howard (Harlan Howard) · Howard Gospel Choir of Howard University (Howard Gospel Choir of Howard University) · Say Say Say (Waiting 4 U) (Hi_Tack) · I Say, I Say, I Say (Erasure) · I Say, I Say, I Say (Erasure) · I Say, I Say, I Say (Erasure) · The Best of Howard Jones (Howard Jones) · The Best of Howard Jones (Howard Jones) – and 90 other albums »


to do is start saving towards it
The Joneses have been a downfall for many persons, you see
So people, take my advice and let the Joneses be, ow
give your man a pound
Let him know what's going down take a pull and hold it now
Back to matters we call the rhyme data
Home run batter shutting down
Times have changed
for the better
You like to say
Nice house in the country
Now you're on your way
You took advantage of our possibilities
Got
people runnin like the stop clock is on
We got it poppin in the meat market
Chicks take a seat, park it
By the bar so they can meet the Vick with deep
sending the old man home 

He'll only have his memories
Or great books by James Jones
'Cause they're sending the old man home
people runnin like the stop clock is on
We got it poppin in the meat market
Chicks take a seat, park it
By the bar so they can meet the Vick with deep
and say wow
How did we allow
Physical slavery
I just don't ever again
See it now I vow
Pump your fist (3x)
But are we free
In actuality
Let's talk reality
I woke today, I was crying
Lost in a lost world
So many people are dying
Lost in a lost world
Some of them are living an illusion
Bounded by
these people that you mention
Yes, I know them, they're quite lame
I had to rearrange their faces
And give them all another name
Right now, I can't
puzzles me?
I find this shit a riddle

How come when you got a lot?
People say you got a little
Like they say you act a little funny
'Cause you got a litte
Money, money, money, money

I'm here to make some waves
Hoping to convince you
Before you have a thing to say

Be it a car or expensive caviar
They
and his head 
The preacher said, "Son, have you got something to say; in a minute you're a-gonna be dead." 
John said, "I ain't no coward, and the people
to the tune of you
Then you can say that you are my love too.
Let my love shine throughout the world
To every mountain top and steeple
Let It be felt by
let just anybody
Spew on their vital parts
They want a guy from a group with a
Big hit single in the charts

Funny you should mention it:
Our new single
says to Molly girl I like your face
And Molly says this as she takes him by the hand

Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Da
Life goes on, whoa
La, la how their life goes
a
Vacation this year!
(oh, neet-o!) 

Glad we could have a
Vacation this year! 

They left that night, crunchin' across the mojave desert
Their voices
wall
Only difference is Chuck might give you that call
To march on Friday, yeah, it's kind of frightening
Let me move so I don't get hit by the bolt
across their shoulders
And then the kerosene
Is brought down from the castles
By insurance men who go
Check to see
That nobody is escaping
that way
It's gotta be that way

Now we can't judge what we've got
By the people living next door
Even though Mr. Jones makes
Ooh and he has a whole lot
Oh the games people play now
Every night and every day now
Never meaning what they say now
Never saying what they mean
So they while away
say

Have a motherfuckin’ baby on the floor
Raise it in the club, homeschool it by the door
Now be ambidextrous, fuckin’ ambidextrous
We’ll come around
it in the song
So do everything that we say

Have a motherfuckin’ baby on the floor
Raise it in the club, homeschool it by the door
Now be
know your in there
people are asking where you been they say have courage and I'm trying to 
I'm right out here for you just let me in!!!
We only have
across their shoulders and then the kerosene
Is brought down from the castles by insurance men who go
Check to see that nobody is escaping to Desolation
says, "You're in the wrong place, my friend, you'd better leave"
And the only sound that's left after the ambulances go
Is Cinderella sweeping up