Lyrics:
Throughout the books of history you'll find stories of success
People crave the pageantry of affluent excess
But for every palace built or every fortune that is made
There is a human price that must be paid
From the Pyramids of Egypt to the Pantheon of Rome
These things are built with human blood as much as they are stone
The great unwashed who bear the cost are quick to point the blame
But if they were in my shoes they'd do the same
You've got to dig deeper
To reach the upper crust
If you want to make a killing sometimes killing is a must
Profits and production are the order of the day
A miner is a minor price to pay
You see it just can't get too crowded at the top end of the tree
The strong surpass the weak it's mother nature's first decree
Compassion and benevolence will lead to no avail
Worthless alibis for those who fail
'Cause if you want to get ahead you've got to bring the herds to heel
The more you give the more they'll want the less they'll turn the wheel
Brotherhood in business is a trecherous affair
Only one can take the lion's share
You've got to dig deeper
To reach the upper crust
If you want to make a killing sometimes killing is a must
Profits and production are the order of the day
A miner is a minor price to pay
Ever since I was a young boy I have always shown this world
The same amount of love it's shown to me
Well it's easy to be righteous when you've never felt the burning pain of hunger
So order to succeed
I had to dig deeper
To reach the upper crust
In coal I found a blackened gold in which to place my trust
When it made good I understand the message it conveyed
A miner is a minor
A miner is a minor price to pay
Instrumental
You've got to dig deeper
To reach the upper crust
If you want to make a killing sometimes killing is a must
Profits and production are the order of the day
A miner's just a tool that's sent below the ground to circumvent
The obstacle that coal presents from Rhondda Fawr to Blaenau Gwent
My beliefs shall not be swayed
I won't back down
I won't give way
A miner is a minor price to pay
Sprawling on the fringes of the city
In geometric order
An insulated border
In-between the bright lights
And the far, unlit unknown
Growing up, it all seems so one-sided
Opinions all provided
The future pre-decided
Detached and subdivided
In the mass-production zone
Nowhere is the dreamer
Or the misfit so alone
Subdivisions
In the high school halls
In the shopping malls
Conform or be cast out
Subdivisions
In the basement bars
In the backs of cars
Be cool or be cast out
Any escape might help to smooth
The unattractive truth
But the suburbs have no charms to soothe
The restless dreams of youth
Drawn like moths, we drift into the city
The timeless old attraction
Cruising for the action
Lit up like a firefly
Just to feel the living night
Some will sell their dreams for small desires
Or lose the race to rats
Get caught in ticking traps
And start to dream of somewhere
To relax their restless flight
Somewhere out of a memory
Of lighted streets on quiet nights
Subdivisions
In the high school halls
In the shopping malls
Conform or be cast out
Subdivisions
In the basement bars
In the backs of cars
Be cool or be cast out
Any escape might help to smooth
The unattractive truth
But the suburbs have no charms to soothe
The restless dreams of youth
Sprawling on the fringes of the city
In geometric order
An insulated border
In-between the bright lights
And the far, unlit unknown
Growing up, it all seems so one-sided
Opinions all provided
The future pre-decided
Detached and subdivided
In the mass-production zone
Nowhere is the dreamer
Or the misfit so alone
Subdivisions
In the high school halls
In the shopping malls
Conform or be cast out
Subdivisions
In the basement bars
In the backs of cars
Be cool or be cast out
Any escape might help to smooth
The unattractive truth
But the suburbs have no charms to soothe
The restless dreams of youth
Drawn like moths, we drift into the city
The timeless old attraction
Cruising for the action
Lit up like a firefly
Just to feel the living night
Some will sell their dreams for small desires
Or lose the race to rats
Get caught in ticking traps
And start to dream of somewhere
To relax their restless flight
Somewhere out of a memory
Of lighted streets on quiet nights
Subdivisions
In the high school halls
In the shopping malls
Conform or be cast out
Subdivisions
In the basement bars
In the backs of cars
Be cool or be cast out
Any escape might help to smooth
The unattractive truth
But the suburbs have no charms to soothe
The restless dreams of youth
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Milwaukee man led a fairly decent life
Made a fairly decent living, had a fairly decent wife
She killed him ah, sushi knife
Now they're shopping for a fairly decent afterlife
The werewolf is coming
The fact is most obits are mixed reviews
Life is a lottery, a lotta people lose
And the winners, the grinners with money-colored eyes
Eat all the nuggets, then they order extra fries
The werewolf is coming (extra fries)
The werewolf is coming, the werewolf's coming,
The werewolf's coming, yes, the werewolf is coming
I hear her howling, prowling on the hills
The werewolf's coming, bill
Ignorance and arrogance, a national debate
Put the fight in Vegas, that's a billion dollar gate
Revenues, pay per views, it should be pretty healthy
The usual productions, and it all goes to the wealthy
Still, the werewolf's coming
Eh, the werewolf's coming
I'm not complaining, just the opposite my friend
I know it's raining, but we're coming to the end
Of the world, of the lyin' and the spyin' through
Oh, you don't know me?
Thank you
Lot 665, ladies and gentlemen
A poster for this house's production of "Hannibal" by Chalumeau.
Showing here.
Do I have ten francs? Five then. Five I am bid.
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Our basic inspiration, ideals which are not ideals to
Their form, but the material of Laibach, manipulation of self, remains an
Industrial production: art of the Third Reich, totalitarism, taylorism,
Bruitism, disco. Disco rhythm, as a regular repetition, is the purest, the
Most radical form of the militantly organised rhythmicity of technicist
Production, and as such the most appropriate means of media manipulation.
To complete the many songs
Needed for their double-LP
The Beatles recorded regularly during twenty
Weeks from 30th May to 16th October 1968 the
Final studio date was
A 24-hour marathon session to
Create the running order
For the four sides of the album and
The edit's and cross-fades between the
Songs the sessions mark
An important turning point in
Their recording career
Because it was during this
Period that The Beatles
First recorded on an eight track tape machine
Since 1964, the group had used four track for
All their album albums by but 1966
They found their musical arrangements usually
Required more tracks than were
Available the solution was the create
Extra ones by copying
The first four tracks to a
Second blank tape and
Simultaneously mixing some of them
Together to leave free
As many racks as were needed for addition
Overdubs 'Bouncing Down' was a time consuming
Process because the tracks that were being
Mixed together would form part of
The final sound balance of the completed song
So it was important to be
Satisfied with the mix
Before overdubbing commenced
With eight tracks now available
The problem was eliminated - until
Even more were needed
Work began on the album
Using four tracks and
While some songs could be confined to these
Most had
To be 'bounced down' to a second, third, or
Even - as with 'Revolution 1' and 'Ob-LA-Di
Ob-La-Da' - a fourth tape the Beatles' first
Experience of using an eight track
Recording at Abbey Road was during a
Session on 3rd September for 'While
My Guitar Gently Weeps' as it had
Been started on four track the
Master was transferred to an eight track
Machine to allow further overdubbing
However, 'While My Guitar Gently Weeps'
Was re-recorded on eight track
From scratch two days later
With a guest appearance
By Eric Clapton and completed on
6th September with several
Overdubs george's decision to ask
A friend to play
On his song was a significant
One although The Beatles
Had previously used other musicians
On their sessions, they
Had been from other areas of
Music such as classical
Jazz or Indian music for the first time
Here was a star musician performing on an
Instrument already featured in the group
The album's long sessions would often
Begin in the afternoon
And continue until daybreak the
Next morning there
Were also occastions when two
Songs were recorded at
The same time in separate studios in July
Engineer Geoff Emerick left the sessions
And did not work
With the group again until nearly a year
Later the Abbey Road ken Scott
Who has first sat at the
Mixing desk for some of the
Magical Mystery Tour songs
Recored and mixed two
Thirds of 'The White Album' for one week
George Matin relinquished his seat
In the room so that he could
Take a holiday and, consequently
His 21-year old production assistant
Chris Thomas supervised sessions
Pride assassin
Backed into a corner
Why should you adhere
To their illusions and their orders?
Willing to dictate, yet for themselves exemption
Evaluate your brain form your own opinions
To be an individual, compassionate and free
(Leading ladies are a trial)
Prima Donna your song shall never die (voice of hell, or of heaven)
You'll sing again (heaven help you, those who doubt)
Orders! Warnings! (And to unending ovation!) (This miscasting)
Lunatic demands are regular occurrences!
Lot 663, then, ladies and gentlemen:
a poster for this house's production of "Hannibal" by Chalumeau.
[Porter]
Showing here.
[Auctioneer:][spoken]
Do I have ten francs?
Run around like a plane about to crash
Wu-Tang motherfuckers
Wu-Tang motherfuckers
Yeah, and RZA
Yo, yo, The Riddler, funny bone tickler, freak Caligula
Bigger dick sex enigma pistol fertilize your stigma
Stink box, order from pink dot
MC's get stuck on ink blots as I plug to the sink box
Wu-Tang Incorp. take your brain on spacewalk
Talk strange like B-jork, great hero Jim Thorpe
How can I put it?
Run around like a plane about to crash
Wu-Tang motherfuckers
Wu-Tang motherfuckers
Yeah, and RZA
Yo, yo, The Riddler, funny bone tickler, freak Caligula
Bigger dick sex enigma pistol fertilize your stigma
Stink box, order from pink dot
MC's get stuck on ink blots as I plug to the sink box
Wu-Tang Incorp. take your brain on spacewalk
Talk strange like B-jork, great hero Jim Thorpe
How can I put it?
Yeah, it's magic
Uh, Jay-Z and Lenny Kravitz
And it's a Heavy D production, you bastards
Come on
Ha, hey yo, stop playing man
This is real serious
Ha (it's the Roc) yeah, yo
Let's go
Post Positano, Hov' hanging with Bono
U2 can live like Salvatore Ferragamo
And you, too, can cool out poolside at the Delano
If you, too, flow like you was out of your mind yo
'Cause who knew dude that loved apple pies from McDonald's
Would soon be the boss of the Big Apple, ya know
And who knew dude that played ball for the NBA
Would make a mistake on the who knew estates, throw it away
Who knew that would be his last shot, who drew up that play
They giveth and they taketh, life is cruel that way
But even a broken clock is right at least two times a day
You could have turned guns into roses like two times today
Now here's something you gotta say, two times to Jay
I got my shades on waiting for the sun to shine my way
Got my boom box, suntan lotion waiting for action
They say when you play with skills, good luck could happen
Let's go
(C'mon) It's the Roc
(C'mon) It's the Roc
(C'mon) It's the Roc
(C'mon) Let's rock
(C'mon)
Things got too hot so I jumped off in this rap shit
You got it Kris-krossed ain't no turning me backwards
Too many District Attorneys concerned with the actions
Of one individual, he's criminally attached
I turned in all my rap chips I'm earning my bachelors
By dating all the models and actresses
I'm learning all the potholes in every single barrio
Trying not to mess up my axis kid
On the road to the riches through trafficking
Through rapping and whatever's happening
Rocawear, I'm the young black Ralph Lauren
Every time I get out, they pull me right back in
The Michael Corleone of the microphone
The Michelangelo of flow I paint pictures with poems
I gather no moss like a rolling stone
Case the Grim Reaper visits my home, nigga I'm gone c'mon
(C'mon) It's the Roc
(C'mon) It's the Roc
(C'mon) It's the Roc
(C'mon) Let's rock
(C'mon)
Life is all about guns and roses
Bittersweet like friends and foes is
Some get left behind and some get chosen
Just like life, guns and roses
Life is all about Guns and Roses
Bittersweet like friends and foes is
Some get left behind and some get chosen
Just like life, guns and roses
Tote more guns then roses, foes is
Visibly shook of the invisible bully (let's go)
Flowers need water to grow, it gotta rain
And in order to experience joy you need pain
Every time a baby is born, somebody's slain
You know the saying, somebody's lose is another's gain
The sun comes out when the water goes down the drain
A rainbow, then the clouds come out we do it again
Everything evens up, you just wait
Even a garbage can gets a steak
You ain't even a garbage can you have faith
But when it turns your way before it turns away
Gotta turn that into something you gotta learn from Jay
You will get return in your investment if attention you pay, let's go
(C'mon) It's the Roc
(C'mon) It's the Roc
(C'mon) It's the Roc
(C'mon) Let's rock
(C'mon)
Life is all about guns and roses
Bittersweet like friends and foes is
Some get left behind and some get chosen
Just like life, guns and roses
Life is all about Guns and Roses
Bittersweet like friends and foes is
Some get left behind and some get chosen
Just like life, guns and roses
Life is all about Guns and Roses
Bittersweet like friends and foes is
Some get left behind and some get chosen
Just like life, guns and roses
Life is all about guns and roses
After another production of “The Flying Dutchman”
I landed in Berlin
Thinking over it over it how can I get over it
And wonder what state I’m in
Sissi was the anarchist empress of Austria
And I was in the same state that she was in
Thinking over it over it how can I get over it
And where the hell’s that fan
After another induction to the hall of famine
I closed the magazine
Thinking over and over it how can I get over it
And be German and mean
Jenny was a pirate and Jane was beheaded and Nina was a sweet nymphomaniac
And with them in my corner I’m sure that it’s a tall order
To find that perfect man
I’m doing all that I can
Trying to make all the roses bloom in unison
Say I’m gonna blow you away
Making all of the roses bloom so step away
Making all of the roses bloom
After another unveiling of the bright red herring
I walked down Rufus Street
Thinking over it over it how can I get over it
And where in the world will I meet
That literary, lean, stripe suited lover
I’ve read about all of my life
Which I fear is a ruse and explains
All the walks through all the parks of Europe
And why I never will tell you “I love you”
And why there is just but
A vision of perfect man
I’m doing all that I can
Making all of the roses bloom in unison
Say I’m gonna blow you away
Making all of the roses bloom so step away
And be dazzled
Making all of the roses bloom
Entertainment that kept the household goin' through some pretty rough times.....
And for wonderful productions at Christmas, the Fourth of July, Birthdays.....
And for making make-believe come true.....
[Mobb Deep]
Shit is real on the muthafucking hill, God
Times is hard, visons blurred kid, I can't see far
Thinking will I be the next nigga deceased
Over some bullshit beef I pack heat
Son it's '96 and I ain't going out like that
Never roll a dollo cuz my crew got my back
And it's a fact, niggas don't know how to act
Till I cop back, react, leave 'em laying on they back
Sometime I try to maintain and chill
Stop my brain from thinking, restrain from grabbing my steal
I'm stressed out, trying to live right on the wrong route
Thinking of ways to get loot in large amounts
So I chill on the block, nigga respect mines
A giver wit the mac and the motherfucking tech nines
So pack steel if you come through, front if you want to
Before you do, so let me warn you
We more infamous, crime shit, take it to the gat
Fuck the rhyme shit, you reminded of what the nine did
Remanded, QBC, then left stranded
We cock cannons, punishing and back handing
[Chorus] - 2X
[M.O.P.]
In order to survive the game
Know the game
Hold your name
And let them niggas know
The way to win the war
Attend the war
End the war
And let your hammer go
[Kool G.
Difficult preaching is Posdnuos' pleasure
Pleasure and preaching starts in the heart
Something that stimulates the music in the measure
Measure in the music, raised in three parts
Casually see but don't do like the Soul
'Cause seein' and doin' are actions for monkeys
Doin' hip hop hustle, no rock and roll
Unless your name's Brewster, 'cause Brewster's a Punky
Parents let go 'cause there's magic in the air
Criticizing rap shows you're out of order
Stop, look and listen to the phrasin', Fred Astaires
And don't get offended while Mase do-se-do's your daughter
A tri-camera rolls since our music's now set
Fly rhymes are stored on a DAISY production
It stands for "Da Inner Sound Y'all" and y'all can bet
That the action's not a trick, but showing the function
(What does it all mean?)
He right next to me
The weaponry, the secret recipe
Hard to peep this, deep shit, shows I eat with
Contaminated thoughts I walk the street with
I bayonet cassettes and chop beats with
This olympic lyricism you can't, compete with
Globe travelin', throwin' your verse like a javelin
Things Fall Apart and MC's unravelin'
Backstage whisperin' to management like
"Change the order, it's no way that we can rock after them"
My man sport the 'fro like 'What's Happenin?'
From the latest hi-atus, The Roots back again
Your crew practicin' to catch this natural blend
They packages read "care when handlin'"
It's all soft shit, batteries not included with
Matter of fact, your whole front's a re-enactment
I blow your ba-tty ass into fragments, P-5-D
The new testament, mic specialist, what?
Take time to learn me like court appointed attorneys
Restore the order, we either join or adjourning
Less you join I'm up performing the journey
In all earnest, I go so Bernie
Takes another nigga to turn me
Get it straight, I ain't late on states
I'm just sternly stating
How what I do, with grace takes another nigga to turn mean
My return means like blockbuster with a tick
And I ain't kind but I don't hit
So you starting at the end, that's the part where you begin
I skip the bullshit so we can start it where we win
Yeah, spoiler alert
I can hear you all saying "boy you're a jerk"
But it's cool though, know we gotta rule yo
Get in, then we win and do it all again, ho
From the floating death, to the fire of death
To a flower outside of my grave and oh man
Were you just being polite with your hands?
[Rae] Aiyyo, American Cream Team productions, bustin
[THH] Harlem World, Shaolin
[Rae] We back.. and we ain't goin nowhere
Get that? They gonna respect me
(Just just slay on em when you come back)
[The Harlem Hoodz]
Yo, the effervesence of my team be cool, calm
Persuasive, deadly, posessive, manic depressive
In the golden art, (niggaz) get torn apart
in the dark, sharks swim deeper than Noah's Ark
Harlem Hood, Wu breddern, stay rebellin
Better be, careful of the beef that you meddle in
Devilish advocates, death peddlin
Turn another kettle in, we be veterans
Say no more, ?
Mickey's on the production line
I'm a super mouse in time
Everybody's doing the goose step out in anaheim
Mastermouse gonna feel no fear
Mickey's gonna lead us to the new frontier
Everybody wants to be the perfect mouseketeer
And there's stukas over disneyland
Stukas over disneyland
Stukas over disneyland
Stukas over disneyland
Jiminy cricket wrote a victory speech
With nottsberry farm right in reach
Our liebestraum has been extended to huntington beach
Turn on the gas and you're gonna see
How to achieve racial harmony
We need a perfect order that's our genetic destiny
Got an ss ticket I'm feeling fine
Spent five long hours just standing in line
Passed inspection got my ears on straight
Gonna fire up my engines 'fore it gets too late
I just can't wait
Sprawling on the fringes of the city, in geometric order
An insulated border
In between the bright lights and the far unlit unknown
Growing up it all seems so one-sided, opinions all provided
The future pre-decided
Detached and subdivided in the mass production zone
Nowhere is the dreamer or the misfit so alone
(Subdivisions) in the high school halls
In the shopping malls
Conform or be cast out
(Subdivisions) in the basement bars
In the backs of cars
Be cool or be cast out
Any escape might help to smooth the unattractive truth
But the suburbs have no charms to soothe the restless dreams of youth
Drawn like moths we drift into the city, the timeless old attraction
Cruising for the action
Lit up like a firefly just to feel the living night
Some will sell their dreams for small desires
Or lose the race to rats
Get caught in ticking traps
And start to dream of somewhere to relax their restless flight
Somewhere out of a memory of lighted streets on quiet nights
(Subdivisions) in the high school halls
In the shopping malls
Conform or be cast out
(Subdivisions) in the basement bars
In the backs of cars
Be cool or be cast out
Any escape might help to smooth the unattractive truth
But the suburbs have no charms to soothe the restless dreams of youth
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