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Journey to the Centre of the Earth

Rick Wakeman

Tales of Future and Past

2001

colour hides their fear,
Flowers faded, dull and cold, now bleached by atmosphere

Creatures twisting under trees, huge monsters soaked with rage

Pipe up (Pipe up)
Roll up and I'm on it and I light up (light up)
Leave 'em as I'm rollin by the Ledo's (Ledos)
Rollin through the yellow-turned-to-red

Organized Konfusion

Organized Konfusion

Organized Konfusion

1991

style
static never had any so I'm packin a black
automatic pistol itchy by the C.I.A.
By the way, my display of rhymes that I will lay
down on wax,

as intoxicated by my own
fame and I had just enough courage to pick up the phone
and dial the number. My mind went into a whirlwind
thinking of what would happen

rush failures
Because there is no glory in defeat

Water won't ever be hotter by itself
Trouble your mind it won't tire itself
Your mind needs change
Not

the one-two gauge, Baritone to the izm fan 
Trees fall so I can play ground with my ink 
So let me need ya to my M's go 
I push the infinite and carry it
My

gone...)

Part three
2:57 AM
I think we're both so afraid of
being alone
That we pretend we are
To feel less when It happens
In my dream I thought you hated

H2oproof

Ras Kass

Rasassination

1998

like (Chaka?) fuckin Chewbacca
Connect the dots, murder by design
Shit on your intellect, and fertilize your mind (mind)
Pull out the gauge and we can

The Grey Cock

Eliza Carthy

Voice of Folk

1996

three hours before it was day,
And before twas day, my love had to leave me,
Not by light of the moon nor light of the sun.
"So Willy dear, oh dearest

in the Buick
Three up front, three in the back
I'm trying to get my dreaming back on track
Trying to get my credit back to black

Once credit was

in the Buick 
Three up front, three in the back 
I'm trying to get my dreaming back on track 
Trying to get my credit back to black 

Once credit was

get angry and hate
Cause when you live inside the ego, it's a
dangerous place
I made some space and paved my own lane
Hit the streets like road rage
No

My Morning Jacket X and Evil Urges
Beware and Be Grateful by Maps and Atlases
Menomena Friend and Foe
John Mayer Continuum and Trio
The Civil Wars

imagination, my determination, I'm just gonna back my own
Always independent, gonna go by myself, gonna go out all of that night setting that hover light

but ya times up
Time to hang it up
You retiring from the game of life 
You've been fired
Situation dire
Now a bunch of red eyes watch you
Songs by

Nicki Minaj's eyeliner is a
Precision event, a marvel
As if drawn on by the kind of
Pre-programmed robot arm used
For laparoscopic surgeries
It is

Blue is on a rampage, and green is the truth
Blood runs red but it all turns to grey
Claiming that we're colour blind to get us through the day

EMC

and buy your publishin'
Aye look at him i own my publishin'
Then why you gettin' all worked up? I mean
If you broke and you own your publishin'
Well thanks

round or flat
If Jesus was real his lips would be fat
Don't judge me by the colour of my skin I'm BLUE on the inside
This so called "African child" has

And lately the money just knock at my door

Do it for the family, do it for the homies
Had to go and make a couple bands by my lonely
Can't chase no honey

We have been mesmerised by framed shining colours.
Framed by the crown disguised by pleasure and stupor.
The canvas won't seal the truth
Get out, get

Lord Tell Me Why

Z-Ro

Look What You Did to Me

1998

wanto to die by the hands of my own kind
Really to get true to the overdose and free my own mind, hell yeah

(Chorus - 2x)

(Z-Ro)
I no longer need

to trick myself
Into thinking I was being serviced by a nurse
You can't even imagine what the fuck I've been through
I'm psycho, I'll rub my own nut all

made of red clay

Looking above
By climbing he realized
He could not scape
Looking around
He found a passage
Dug down in the wall
It was so tight, so