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| THE BAND: |
Tina Weymouth: Bass Guitar & Vocals
Chris Frantz: Drum Kit & Vocals
Steve Scales: Congas, Timbales, Cowbelles & Vocals
Abdou M'Boup: Talking Dum
Victoria Clamp: Vocals & Percussion
Bruce Martin: Keyboards, Timbales, Agogo Belss & Vocals
Robby Aceto: Guitar & Vocals
Mystic Bowie: Vocals & Percussion
Featuring The Deep Banana Blackout Horns:
Rob Somerville: Tenor Sax
Hope Clayburn: Alto Sax
Bryan Smith: Trombone |
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| THE CREW: |
Frank Gallagher: Live Sound And Tour Managment
Steve DeParis: Stage Manager
Jon Hiltz: Monitors
Frank & Tracey Veldkamp: Merchandise |
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| Special Thanks |
| to our live audiance, and to the work of Gary Kurfirst, Bert Padell, Jake Fine, Pat Marchese, Kathy Byrus, Peter Schwartz, Mike Mory, Peter Matorin, Veronica Gretton, Josh Kurfirst, Doug McKean, Ian Gilchrist, Faith Gaertner, Robin Frantz, Egan Frantz, Bob Kennedy, Joe Kelley, Marc Geiger, Frank & Tracey Veldkamp, Katie Elliott and the Artist Direct team. |
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| Performed Live |
| at the Club House Music Studio at Cock Island in Connecticut on Sunday, October 14, 2002.
Recorded and mixed by Jay Newland
Assisted by Randy Funke
Produced by Chris Frantz & Tina Weymouth
Mastered by Bob Ludwig at Gateway Mastering Studio, Portland, Maine
Photos by Bryan Ashley White & Jenny Gorman
Aditional photos by Buddy Dinan
Album Design by Frank Veldkamp
Typesetting by Marleen van Es
Managment by Gary Kurfirst & Chris Hardin at Kurfirst/Blackwell, NYC/LA
Booking by Peter Schwartz at the Agency Group, New York. 212-581-3100. And by Paul Boswell at The Free Tade Agency, London. 207-739 8872.
© Tip Top Music Inc.
For Tour Schedules, Lyrics, History, Photos, Links, Message Board & Other Stuff
visit www.tomtomclub.net |
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| LYRICS • Live @ The Clubhouse |
| • SUBOCEANA |
Let's go suboceana
To the place where fish sleep
Down, deep, down under
And rock with the Dream King
He says
Trust me, just trust me
I live in your mind
I'll be your dream master
All of us know this
We're going inside
This is your life after
Boom boom chi boom boom
Boom boom chi boom boom
Boom boom chi boom boom
Boom boom chi boom boom
Put your face in my hands now
As the water washes us down
The pressure of your body solid
Making love without a sound
We see
White sheets of light
That prickle the skin
Colors extend
Moving out from within
If this is creation
Let's do it again
Let's stay down under
Way, way, way, down deep
Boom boom chi boom boom
Boom boom chi boom boom
Boom boom chi boom boom
Boom boom chi boom boom
Generations in a picture
Lay their heads down to sleep
Forgetting sin to remember
Way, way, way, down deep
They say
We are your future
From out of your past
We'll be here tomorrow
Pick up the pieces
As fragile as glass
We will hear your sorrow
Babies are born
They accept the bizarre
Moving beyond
Beyond life in a jar
Let's stay down under
Way, way, way, down deep. |
|
| • TIME TO BOUNCE |
Mek we bounce...
Bouncing sensation with a party invitation!
It's your time to bounce
And I mean every ounce...
Watch it!
Bounce to the music...
La la la la, la la la la la...
Bounce to the music...
La la la la, la la la la...
Bounce to the music...
La la la la, la la la la la...
Bounce to the music...
La la la la, la la la la...
(Touch down!)
Wake up! It's time to bounce
So make it count, everybody bounce!
(You bounce to the riddem and I mean ev'ry ounce!)
Get fresh with attitude
From your longitude to your latitude!
Bounce to the music...
La la la la, la la la la la...
Bounce to the music...
La la la la, la la la la...
Bounce to the music...
La la la la, la la la la la...
Bounce to the music...
La la la la, la la la la...
(Bounce to the rhythm and I mean ev'ry ounce!)
I'd like to talk to people them before it get too late
This is your big hip-hop-portunity to bounce and shake
Everybody get excited when they hear this announce'
That this is their time to do the Tip Top bounce
Feel the temperature rising while the body bouncin' higher
The way it feel, you'd think that the place is on fire
Like animal on the rhythm, now it's your time to bounce
You just listen to the rhythm, shake your body and bounce
Tip top! Gonna feel so good!
Gonna get on up like you knew you would
(Bounce your body like you know that you should)
Shake down! Get up to speed
Gonna get what you need, so let it bleed!
Bounce to the music...
La la la la, la la la la la...
Bounce to the music... (Wicked!)
La la la la, la la la la...
Bounce to the music...
La la la la, la la la la la...
Bounce to the music...
La la la la, la la la la...
(Feel free to bounce, you have nothing to lose!)
Me say the drummer, him drummin, bass one, she rockin'
The two o' them a' playin' the riddem, ting-a-ling
The drummer, him drummin, bass one, she rockin'
The two o' them a' jump' an' swing, hear me now!
Me say the temperature is rising while the body bouncin' higher
The way it feel, you'd think that the place is on fire!
The two o' them a' throwin' the riddem, now it's your time to bounce
You just listen to the music, shake your body and bounce
Take it up to the next level
Pump it up another decibel!
(We not gonna mek no trouble!)
Shake it up! Gotta make it move!
Gonna getcha in the mood of a funky groove!
(Feel free to bounce, there is nothing to lose!)
Get down to the ultra sound
Of the mega beat bounce of the underground
Give it up for the turntables
We be musical vegetables!
(Touch down!) |
|
• PUNK LOLITA
The Heads |
She was a punk Lolita
C.B.G.B. era
Holes in her stocking
Nothing is shocking
Down at the heels
Had what it takes to feel
She could rock the world
She was a punk girl, Ooooh
You don't care that I'm just a punk girl doin' it funky
You don't care that I'm just a punk girl doin' it.
Get offa your pedestal
It's a freakin' free world
Get offa your pedestal
It's a freakin'!
She was a punk Lolita
Anya and Lydia
La petite Damita
Could easily eat ya
Holes in her stocking
Nothing is shocking
Down at the heels
Keepin' it real, Ooooh
You don't care that I'm just a punk girl doin' it funky
You don't care that I'm just a punk girl doin' it.
You don't care that I'm just a punk girl doin' it funky
You don't care that I'm just a punk girl doin' it.
She was a punk Lolita
C.B.G.B. era
Connie and Roxie
And sweet Roberta
Who manned the door
So if you were poor
You'd get in for free
C.B.G.B. la! Ooooh
You don't care that I'm just a punk girl doin' it funky
You don't care that I'm just a punk girl doin' it.
Get offa your pedestal
It's a freakin' free world
Get offa your pedestal
It's a freakin'!
You don't care that I'm just a punk girl doin' it funky
You don't care that I'm just a punk girl doin' it.
You don't care that I'm just a punk girl doin' it funky
You don't care that I'm just a punk girl doin' it. |
|
| • SOUL FIRE |
I wanna get roots straight right now! I'm not jokin', seen?
Soul fire!
Soul fire! . . . Hmmm!
Soul fire! . . . Hunh!
An' we ain't got no water. . . Yeh!
Soul a-burnin'! Soul a-burnin'! Soul a-burnin'! Huh!
Water coolin'! Water coolin' ! Water comin'!
Soul fire! Hey! La di-dah-di-dah-di-dah. . . Whoa. . .
Burnin' in my soul. . . burnin,' burnin,'. . . burnin' in my soul. . .
La la la la la. . .
La la la la la. . .
La la la la la. . .
La la la la la la. . .
La la la la la. . .Whup-chuh, Hey!
Soul fire! . . . hyunh!
Soul fire! . . . hunh!
Soul fire! . . . hunh!
An' we ain't got no water!
We don't have no water!
Soul a-burnin', soul a-burnin'. . . huh!
An' we ain't got no water, ain't got no water. . .
Burnin' in my soul. . . burnin,' burnin,' burnin' in my soul. . .
There's a burnin' fire deep down inside
Dat ball a fire shall be my guide
A burnin' fire down in my soul
Dat ball a fire shall take control! . . . hunh!
Diggy boom-boom-boom. . . Diggy boom-boom-boom. . .
Diggy boom-boom-boom. . . Diggy boom-boom-boom. . .
Soul . . . ! There's a burnin' fire. . . Huuh!
Soul . . . ! A burnin' fire. . .
Dat ball a fire shall take control!
Soul a-burnin'! Water comin'! Huh!
Soul fire!
We ain't got no water!
There's a burnin' fire!
Dat ball a fire shall be my guide!
A burnin' fire!
Dat ball a fire shall take control! |
|
| • WHO FEELIN' IT |
Who feels it, knows it
Who loves it, shows it
Who feels it, loves it
Who knows it, shows it
Wicky-wicky, here comes my genius
Killin' me wicked with his stylus
Slap it on the turntable, DJ
Won't you play for me Marvin Gaye?
Invisibl Skratch (n) Piklz
Beastie Boys, thrills and tickles
Beat Junkies, make it funky, please
Fela Kuti is no Zombi!
Scratch it up, here comes my genius
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious
Nasty licks, they are serious
"The Message," delirious!
Do Boy's a genius chameleon
Afrika Bambaataa holds dominion!
Fugees on the scene like a Felini dream
Salvation's here á la Al Green!
Who feels it, knows it
Who loves it, shows it
Who feels it, loves it
Who knows it, shows it
Do you wanna get jiggy with a genius?
Hardest workin' man in the business
Shufflin' grooves from the underground
Nobody move, must be James Brown!
Wu Tang, mix it up sinuous
Big Baby Jesus is a genius
My Manu D'Bango
Rockin' the mic like Chango!
Ya, ya, wo, wo, wo. . .
Sticky-sticky finger on a fader
A-slippin-and-a-slidin with the Raida
Here is transportation to heaven
Props to the chops of the X-men!
Wally Badarou is a genius
DJ Babu, spontaneous
Bernie Worrell, a visionary
Play for me Lee Perry
Tra la la la la! Tra la la la la!
Pass the Peas to the JBs!
Whatcha gonna do with a broken heart?
Sip Cristal, burn up the chart
Whatcha gonna do when they put you down?
Move to the tip, groove underground
Whatcha gonna do when you miss your mark?
Chill out, choose a brand new start
How does it feel to be back on top?
It's good, un-huh, and you don't stop!
Who feels it, knows it
Who loves it, shows it
Who feels it, loves it
Who knows it, shows it
Who feels it, knows it
Who loves it, shows it
Who feels it, loves it
Who knows it, shows it
Oops! Yo' mama!
Ya, ya, wo, wo, wo. . .
No one can sing quite like Otis Redding!
Whatcha gonna do with a broken heart?
Sip Cristal, burn up the chart!
Whatcha gonna do when they put you down?
Move to the tip, groove underground!
Whatcha gonna do when you miss your mark?
Chill out, choose a brand new start!
How does it feel to be back on top?
It's good, un-huh, and you don't stop!
Ya, ya, wo, wo, wo. . .
Who feels it, knows it
Who loves it, shows it
Who feels it, loves it
Who knows it, shows it
Who feels it, knows it
Who loves it, shows it
Who feels it, loves it
Who knows it, shows it |
|
| • HAPPINESS CAN'T BUY MONEY |
Up and down, the people wanna bounce to the funky sound
You got yo' radios blarin' and the deejays flarin' all over town
'Nuf respect is just what you gonna get when you jam and wind
But happiness can't buy money
On and on the party keeps rockin' on 'til the break of dawn
And the people next door must be wonderin' what it is we're on
If it makes you happy, you can party on 'til the end of time
But happiness can't buy money
So make my day-oh, oh, oh!
Don't be pass-oh, oh, oh!
Come on, come on, get real
Give me money...
So what's the deal?
Give me money...
Come on, come on, get real
Give me money....
So what's the deal?
Give me money....
Everybody agree, happiness is free, so whatcha gonna do
Say goodbye to the old clich's, say hello to the new
You can turn it on, whatever gets you goin'... It's a state of mind
But happiness can't buy money
So make my day'oh, oh, oh!
Don't be pass-oh, oh, oh!
Come on, come on, get real
Give me money...
So what's the deal?
Give me money...
Come on, come on, get real
Give me money...
So what's the deal?
Give me money...
Everybody, hold on, relax...
This is just like in the movies
And everyone will be a shooting star
And all will make lots of money...
Money, money, money, money, money, money!
Happiness can't buy money!
-oh, oh, oh!
-oh, oh, oh!
Come on, come on, get real
Give me money
So what's the deal?
Give me money
Come on. . . Get real. . . Come on. . . Give me money!
Come on. . . Get real. . .
Come on, come on, get real
Give me money
So what's the deal?
Happiness can't buy money!
Come on, come on, get real
Give me money
So what's the deal?
Happiness can't buy money! |
|
| • SAND |
If you can heal the symptoms
but not effect the cause
it's quite a bit like trying to heal the gunshot would with gauze
if you instead attempt to rest the pistol from the hand
then I would not be able to equate my life with sand
Flowing through the hourglass
pushing through the funnel
turn once more and racing all your siblings for the tunnel
slide like the silicone embrace you as you fall
then bounce around and let your brothers crush you to the wall
I would choose my own religion
worship my own spirit
but if he ever preached to me
I wouldn't want to hear it
I'd drop him a forgotten god
languishing in shame
and then if I hit stormy seas
I'd have myself to blame
If you can heal the symptoms,
but not effect the cause
you can't heal the symptoms
|
|
| • SHE'S DANGEROUS |
Uh! Mercy!
Lookout, now!
I say here comes little Miss Dimeanor
Nowhere a sweeter deceiver!
Don't touch her, she'll burst your bubble
Hormones on legs, she's trouble!
Wearin' a mini and hardly any makeup. . .
It's time to wake up!
Dangerous attraction (Oooh, oooh!)
Cause a chain reaction! (Oooh, oooh!)
She may look cute to you. . . (Oooh, oooh!)
Let me tell you, my friend
She is dangerous! (Dangerous!)
Let me tell you now. . . (Ooooh, oooh, oooh. . .)
I've got to, got to tell you now, oh-uh! (Dangerous!)
She may look cute to you
But she's dangerous! Hey! (Dangerous!) Aha!
Heh-heh-heh-heh! Heh-heh-heh-heh!
Heh-heh-heh-heh! Heh-heh-heh-heh!
And after she has used you, she will make you out to be a fool
Get paid the mega bucks for tellin' stories out of school
It's not enough that she will break your heart
She will blow your life apart!
Spicy-sweet temptation. . . (Oooh, oooh!)
A deadly combination! (Oooh, oooh!)
She may look cute to you. . . (Oooh, oooh!) Oooh!
But she's dangerous! Aye! (Dangerous!)
She's dangerous, I say! (Ooooh, oooh, oooh. . .)
She's dangerous! Oh, yeah! (Dangerous!)
She may look cute to you. . . (Ooooh, oooh, oooh. . .)
But she's dangerous! (Dangerous!) Look out now!
(La la la la la la la. . .) You don't want to be another fly in her pie
(La la la la la la la. . .) And I sure don't want to be her sacrifice!
Oooh-oooh! Oooh, yeah!
Huh!
Spicy-sweet temptation! (Oooh, oooh!)
A deadly combination! (Oooh, oooh!)
She may look cute to you. . . (Oooh, oooh!)
Let me tell you, my friend,
She is dangerous. . .(Dangerous!) Aha!
She may look cute to you. . . (Ooooh, oooh, oooh. . .) (Dangerous!)
She may look cute to you. . . (Ooooh, oooh, oooh. . .)
Dangerous attraction. . . (Oooh, oooh!)
Cause a chain reaction! (Oooh, oooh!)
She may look cute to you! (Oooh, oooh!)
So let me, let me, let me, let me, let me tell you
She is dangerous! (Dangerous!)
So I got to, got to, got to, got to, got to really tell you
She is dangerous! Oooh, yeah! (Oooh, oooh!)
So let me, let me, let me, let me, let me tell you. . . |
|
| • THE MAN WITH THE 4-WAY HIPS |
He's a man with the 4-way hips
He's a man with the 4-way hips
He's a man with the 4-way hips
He's a man with the 4-way hips
Street level, down in the ground
You can't miss it, so check this out
Lovers and fighters, the girls from next door
Rockin' and shockin' the whole dance floor
Disc-jockeys want him to get up
He can't resist that funky stuff
Soldiers and sailors, policemen, marines
Painters and poets are part of his scene
He's a man with the 4-way hips
He's a man with the 4-way hips
He's a man with the 4-way hips
He's a man with the 4-way hips
Black people, white people too
Hangin' out in the latest hairdos
The sons and the daughters of people on earth
Hippin' and hoppin' and getting to work
Head-waiters and dish-washers too
Billionaires are waiting for you
Hiding his feelings he see what you got
He want you more when the music is hot
He's a man with the 4-way hips
He's a man with the 4-way hips
He's a man with the 4-way hips
He's a man with the 4-way hips
Have mercy, don't need a date
Rock steady, staying up late
Snapping his fingers, tapping his feet
Rocking and rolling into the street
He's the man with the 4-way hips
He's the man with the 4-way hips
He's the man with the 4-way hips
He's the man with the 4-way hips
He's a master operator
He's a moving violator
He's a jumping generator
He's a grinding alligator
He's a smoking fire-cracker
He's a funky cracker-jacker
He's a funny and he's flirty
Just a dancin' herky-jerky
He's a man with the 4-way hips
He's a man with the 4-way hips
He's a man with the 4-way hips
He's a man with the 4-way hips
He's a big bang operator
He's a moonlight aviator
He's a mass communicator
He's a groovy agitator
He's a comprehensive lover
He's a bad nasty mother
He's a sweetheart undercover
And he's not like any other
He's a man with the 4-way hips
He's a man with the 4-way hips
He's a man with the 4-way hips
He's a man with the 4-way hips
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|
| • GENIUS OF LOVE |
What you gonna do when you get out of jail?
I'm gonna have some fun
What do you consider fun?
Fun, natural fun
I'm in heaven
With my boyfriend, my laughing boyfriend
There's no beginning and there is no end
Time isn't present in that dimention
He'll take my arm
When we're walkin', rolling and rocking
It's one time I'm glad I'm not a man
Feels like I'm dreaming, but I'm not sleeping
I'm in heaven
With the maven of funk mutation
Clinton's musicians such as Bootsy Collins
Raise expectations to a new intention
No one can sing
Quite like Smokey, Smokey Robinson
Wailin' and shakin' to Bob Marley
Reggae's expanding with Sly and Robbie
All the weekend
Boyfriend was missing
I surely miss him
The way he'd hold me in his warm arms
We went insane when we took cocaine.
Stepping in a rhythm to a Kurtis Blow
Who needs to think when your feet just go
With a hiditihi and a hipitiho
Who needs to think when your feet just go ...
Who needs to think when your feet just go ...
James Brown, James Brown
James Brown, James Brown
If you see him
Please remind him, unhappy boyfriend
Well he's the genius of love
He's got a greater depth of feeling
Well he's the genius of love
He's so deep |
|
| • YOU SEXY THING |
I believe in miracles! Where you from, you sexy thing?
(You sexy thing yow!)
I believe in miracles! Since you came along, you sexy thing?
(You sexy thing yow!)
Where did you come from, Baby?
How did you know I needed you?
How did you know I needed you so badly?
How did you know I'd give my heart so gladly?
Yesterday I was one of the lonely people
Now you're lying close to me makin' love to me!
I believe in miracles! Where you from, you sexy thing?
(You sexy thing yow!)
I believe in miracles! Since you came along, you sexy thing?
(You sexy thing yow!)
Where did you come from, Angel?
How did you know I'd be the one?
Did you know you're everything I'd prayed for?
Did you know - every night and day for?
Yesterday I needed love and satisfaction
Now you're lying next to me givin' it to me! (Wow!)
I believe in miracles! Where you from, you sexy thing?
(You sexy thing yow!)
I believe in miracles! Since you came along, you sexy thing?
Ah, kiss me (You sexy thing) Touch me Baby (You sexy thing)
I love the way you touch me darlin' (You sexy thing)
Ah, Oh. it's ecstasy (You sexy thing)
Yesterday I was one of the lonely people
Now you're lying close to me givin' it to me!
I believe in miracles! Where you from, you sexy thing?
(You sexy thing yow!)
I believe in miracles since you came along, You sexy thing
Ah, touch me. Kiss me darlin'
I love the way you hold me, Baby
Ah, Oh. This is ecstasy (You sexy thing)
Don't stop lovin' me, you sexy thing
I love the way you touch me Baby, You sexy thing
Keep keep on loving me, You sexy thing |
|
| • HOLY WATER |
Oh, oh mama, uh-oh . . .
That boy on the corner, he be' sellin' fluff
Can't tell him nothin, 'cause his life is tough
Gotta make a livin,' he be' out all night
But the old folks say Betty raised that boy up right
Mama said,
Boy, you need some Holy Water
My Mama said
Sprinkle that boy with Holy Water
Mama said,
Come on, come on, drink some Holy Water
My Mama said,
Child, take the Lord with you, take the Lord with you, oh!
Babies makin' babies, doin' deals in the street
Boy's got a deadline with a windin' sheet
His baby mother outta school, outta dreams
Caught up in soaps while little Malcolm screams
Mama said,
Boy, you need some Holy Water
My Mama said
Sprinkle that boy with Holy Water
Mama said,
Come on, come on, drink some Holy Water
My Mama said,
Take the Lord with you, take the Lord with you...oh, Mama
Sprinkle that boy with Holy Water, child
Everyone knows you can't fight fire with fire, no!
Ashes to ashes, from cradle to grave
Drink Holy Water, the boy can surely be saved, oh, no...
Mama said,
Boy, you need some Holy Water
My Mama said
Sprinkle that boy with Holy Water
Mama said,
Come on, child, drink some Holy Water
My Mama said,
Take the Lord with you, take the Lord with you...oh, Mama
|
|
| • WORDY RAPPINGHOOD |
What are words worth?
What are words worth? - words
Words in papers, words in books
Words on TV, words for crooks
Words of comfort, words of peace
Words to make the fighting cease
Words to tell you what to do
Words are working hard for you
Eat your words but don't go hungry
Words have always nearly hung me
What are words worth?
What are words worth? - words
Words of nuance, words of skill
And words of romance are a thrill
Words are stupid, words are fun
Words can put you on the run
mots presss, mots senss,
mots qui disent la vrit
mots maudits, mots mentis,
mots qui manquent le fruit d'esprit
What are words worth?
What are words worth? - words
Its a rap race, with a fast pace
Concrete words, abstract words
Crazy words and lying words
Hazy words and dying words
Words of faith and tell me straight
Rare words and swear words
Good words and bad words
What are words worth?
What are words worth? - words
Words can make you pay and pay
Four-letter words I cannot say
Panty, toilet, dirty devil
Words are trouble, words are subtle
Words of anger, words of hate
Words over here, words out there
In the air and everywhere
Words of wisdom, words of strife
Words that write the book I like
Words won't find no right solution
To the planet earth's pollution
Say the right word, make a million
Words are like a certain person
Who can't say what they mean
Don't mean what they say
With a rap rap here and a rap rap there
Here a rap, there a rap
Everywhere a rap rap
Rap it up for the common good
Let us enlist the neighbourhood
It's okay, I've overstood
This is a wordy rappinghood, okay, bye.
What are words worth?
What are words worth? - words
What are words worth?
What are words worth? - words
He'll stop ... Don't stop ... Stop. |
|
| • AS ABOVE, SO BELOW |
Hold the symbol to your forehead
Close your eyes
Call the spirit of the symbol
Come to me
Call the symbols of the golden age
One by one
Call the water, fire, air and earth
Come to me
As above, so below
As above, so below
As above, so below
As above, so below
Behold the door appears before you
Walk on through
Observe the doorway now behind you
Look ahead
Call the spirit of the symbol
Come to me
Allow the deity to guide you
Follow me
As above, so below
As above, so below
As above, so below
As above, so below
A web of thought; of tangled vision
Humanity
Tear away the veil before me
Set me free
Tales to picture that you give to me
Memory
Tear away the minds that bind me
Liberty
As above, so below
As above, so below
As above, so below
As above, so below
Thank the spirit of the symbol
Once you see
Raise your finger to your lips now
Sign of silence
Find the doorway of the symbol
Pass on through
Find the doorway of the symbol
Pass on through...
As above, so below
As above, so below
As above, so below
As above, so below
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| • 96 TEARS |
Too many teardrops for one heart to be cryin'
Too many teardrops for one heart to carry on
You're way on top now
Since you left me
You're always laughin'
Way down at me
But watch out now
I'm gonna get there
We'll be together
For just a little while
And then I'm gonna put you
Way down here
And you'll start cryin'
Ninety-six tears
Cry
Cry
And when the sun comes up
I'll be on top
You'll be way down there
Lookin' up
And I might wave
Come up here
But I don't see you
Wavin' now
I'm way down here
Wonderin' how
I'm gonna get you
But I know now
I'll just cry, cry, I'll just cry
Too many teardrops for one heart to be cryin'
Too many teardrops for one heart
To carry on
You're gonna cry ninety-six tears
You're gonna cry ninety-six tears
You're gonna cry cry, cry, cry, now
You're gonna cry cry, cry, cry
Ninety-six tears c'mon and lemme hear you cry, now
Ninety-six tears (whoo!) I wanna hear you cry
Night and day, yeah, all night long
Uh-ninety-six tears cry cry cry
C'mon baby, let me hear you cry now, all night long
Uh-ninety-six tears! Yeah! C'mon now
Uh-ninety-six tears!
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| • TAKE ME TO THE RIVER |
I don't know why I love her like I do
All the changes you put me through
Take my money, my cigarettes
I haven't seen the worst of it yet
I wanna know that you'll tell me
I love to stay
Take me to the river, drop me in the water
Take me to the river, dip me in the water
Washing me down, washing me down
I don't know why you treat me so bad
Think of all the things we could have had
Love is an ocean that I can't forget
My sweet sixteen I would never regret
I wanna know that you'll tell me
I love to stay
Take me to the river, drop me in the water
Push me in the river, dip me in the water
Washing me down, washing me
Hug me, squeeze me, love me, tease me
Till I can't, till I can't, till I can't take no more of it
Take me to the water, drop me in the river
Push me in the water, drop me in the river
Washing me down, washing me down
I don't know why I love you like I do
All the troubles you put me through
Sixteen candles there on my wall
And here am I the biggest fool of them all
I wanna know that you'll tell me
I love to stay
Take me to the river and drop me in the water
Dip me in the river, drop me in the water
Washing me down, washing me down. |
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