Lyrics:
Ok alright
Hey this song right there
Was off the first album I ever made
It's called Reasonable Doubt
Also was fortunate enough to be
Blessed by
the wine
Come hear the band
Come blow a horn
Start celebrating
Right this way, your table's waiting
No use permitting some prophet of doom
To wipe
strong
By the hand of the Almighty
We forward in this generation
Triumphantly
Won't you help to sing
These songs of freedom?
'Cause all I ever have
through the town
Through the crowd
Through whirling lights
On city nights
By blood
At the end of the day she cries for you
None of my songs or my
And understanding
Possessed by gods
Transferred to man in
A script of a book
A scripture that looks
Like a Biblical writing
Inviting a hook
Of a song sing along with
down
Common Sense is in your town
I said come on, y'all, get live, get down
Common Sense is in your town
I stagger in the gatherin'
Possessed by
Bethlehem It means the house of Bread
It was in this city of David, the prophet had said
A virgin shall conceive and give birth to a son
His will be
CHOKED TO DEATH BY ITS CHAIN
AND THE CUP IT LIES EMPTY
IT HASN'T A DIME
MY HEART BEAT IS SLOWED
IN TO THREE-FOUR TIME
AND WHER ARE THE SONGS OF MY BEAUTY
[Queen Latifah]
Mercifully mercifully mercifully massacre Naughty By Nature
Through it ever time comin at a dance
My man Treacherous MC go
Killin me softly with your songs
Bring the noise but surrounded by cowboys
Indigenous but wiped out diggin new ditches
Can you dig it
Turnin tricks
first Nirvana song so even then
When no one's friends were really serious
I knew you loved me by the
Way you looked in second period
I'd see you in
Taxi cabs glide by
Aeroplanes they fly, high up in the sky
Pretty girl says hi
What's the worst job you've had?
What do you read?
What's driving you
Right this way,
Your table's waiting.
No use permitting
Some prophet of doom
To wipe every smile away.
Life is a Cabaret, old chum,
Come to the Cabaret.
horn, start celebrating
Right this way, your table's waiting
No use permitting some prophet of doom
To wipe every smile away
Life is a cabaret, old
the truth in verse, shed a different light.
No longer swayed by the false prophet's song, He forged his path, knew where he belonged, With every step
or two
But most important of all
You are you
You're like a painting by Cozanne
A tin of soup by Andy Warhol
A sonata by Chopin
You're like the Queen
all passed away
Beautiful dreamer, queen of my song
List while I woo thee with soft melody
Gone are the cares of life's busy throng
Beautiful
the same old story
A fight for love and glory
A case of do or die
The world will always welcome lovers
As time goes by
(Queen Latifah) Times don't change,
all passed away
Beautiful dreamer, queen of my song
List while I woo thee with soft melody
Gone are the cares of life's busy throng
Beautiful dreamer
the halo of a street lamp, I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night and touched
Old pirates, yes, they rob I,
Sold I to the merchant ships,
Minutes after they took I
From the bottomless pit.
But my hand was made strong
By
the halo of a street lamp,
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched
Old pirates, yes, they rob us.
Sold I to the merchant ships.
Minutes after they took us
From the bottomless pit.
But my hand was made strong
By
humming back at her
Natural queen in Melbourne scene
She looking out for me
And I ain't ever seen a painting
And I ain't ever head no song
That inspired me
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