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| London Calling | The Clash | London calling to the faraway towns Now war is declared and battle come down London calling to the underworld Come out of the cupboard, ya boys and girls London calling, now don’t look to us Phony Beatlemania has bitten the dust London calling, see we ain’t got no swing Except for the ring of that truncheon thing [Chorus] The ice age is comin’, the sun’s zoomin’ in Meltdown expected, the wheat is growin’ thin Engines stop runnin’, but I have no fear ‘Cause London is drownin’ and I live by the river [Verse 2] (London calling) to the imitation zone Forget it, brother, you can go it alone London calling to the zombies of death Quit holdin’ out and draw another breath London calling and I don’t wanna shout But while we were talking, I saw you noddin’ out London calling, see we ain’t got no Hyde ‘Cept for that one with the yellowy eyes THE HEART PART 6 Drake [Chorus] The ice age is comin’, the sun’s zoomin’ in Engines stop runnin’, the wheat is growin’ thin A nuclear error, but I have no fear ‘Cause London is drownin’ and I, I live by the river [Instrumental Interlude] [Chorus] The ice age is coming, the sun’s zoomin’ in Engines stop running, the wheat is growin’ thin A nuclear error, but I have no fear ‘Cause London is drowning, an’ I, I live by the river [Bridge] Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh Now get this [Verse 3] (London calling) Yes, I was there, too And you know what they said? Well, some of it was true (London calling) At the top of the dial And after all this, won’t you give me a smile? (London calling) [Outro] I never felt so much alike, alike, alike | https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EfK-WX2pa8c |
| Basket Case | Green Day | Do you have the time to listen to me whine About nothing and everything all at once? I am one of those Melodramatic fools Neurotic to the bone No doubt about it Sometimes I give myself the creeps Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me It all keeps adding up I think I’m cracking up Am I just paranoid? Or am I just stoned? I went to a shrink To analyze my dreams She says it’s lack of sex that’s bringing me down I went to a whore He said my life’s a bore So quit my whining ’cause it’s bringing her down Sometimes I give myself the creeps Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me It all keeps adding up I think I’m cracking up Am I just paranoid? Huh yeah, yeah, yeah (Ooh, ooh) Grasping to control So I better hold on Sometimes I give myself the creeps Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me It all keeps adding up I think I’m cracking up Am I just paranoid? Or am I just stoned? | https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NUTGr5t3MoY |
| All The Small Things | Blink-182 | All the small things.True care, truth brings. I’ll take one lift.Your ride, best trip. Always, I know.You’ll be at my show Watching, waiting, commiserating. Say it aint so, I will not go. Turn the lights off, carry me home. (Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na.-4x) Late night, come home.Work sucks, I know. She left me roses by the stairs. Surprises let me know she cares. Say it aint so, I will not go. Turn the lights off, carry me home. Keep your head still, I’ll be your thrill. The night will go on, my little windmill. Say it aint so, I will not go.(na-10x) Turn the lights off, carry me home.(na-10x) Keep your head still, I’ll be your thrill.(na-10x) The night will go on, the night will go on. (na na na na na na na na na na) My little windmill. | https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9Ht5RZpzPqw |
| Self Esteem | The Offspring | I wrote her off for the tenth time today And practiced all the things I would say But she came over I lost my nerve I took her back and made her dessert Now I know I’m being used That’s okay man ’cause I like the abuse Now I know she’s playing with me That’s okay ’cause I’ve got no self-esteem Oh yeah, yeah oh yeah, yeah Oh yeah, yeah oh yeah, yeah We make plans to go out at night I wait ’til 2 then I turn out the light This rejection’s got me so low If she keeps it up I just might tell her so Oh yeah, yeah oh yeah, yeah Oh yeah, yeah oh yeah, yeah When she’s saying, oh that she wants only me Then I wonder why she sleeps with my friends When she’s saying, oh that I’m like a disease Then I wonder how much more I can spend Well I guess I should stick up for myself But I really think it’s better this way The more you suffer The more it shows you really care, right? Yeah Now I’ll relay this little bit Happens more than I’d like to admit Late at night, she knocks on my door Drunk again and looking to score Now I know I should say no but It’s kind of hard when she’s ready to go I may be dumb but I’m not a dweeb I’m just a sucker with no self-esteem Oh yeah, yeah oh yeah, yeah Oh yeah, yeah oh yeah, yeah When she’s saying, oh that she want’s only me Then I wonder why she sleeps with my friends When she’s saying, oh that I’m like a disease Then I wonder how much more I can spend Well I guess I should stick up for myself But I really think it’s better this way The more you suffer The more it shows you really care Right? Yeah yeah yeah | https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Abrn8aVQ76Q |
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| P.I.M.P. | 50 Cent | I don’t know what you heard about me But a bitch can’t get a dollar outta me No Cadillac, no perms, you can’t see That I’m a motherfuckin’ P-I-M-P I don’t know what you heard about me But a bitch can’t get a dollar outta me No Cadillac, no perms, you can’t see That I’m a motherfuckin’ P-I-M-P Now, shawty, she in the club, she dancin’ for dollars She got a thing for that Gucci, that Fendi, that Prada That B.C.B.G, Burberry, Dolce & Gabbana She’s feedin’ fools’ fantasies, they pay her ’cause they want her I spit a little G-Man and my game got her An hour later, have that ass up in the Ramada Them trick niggas in her ear, sayin’ they think about her I got the bitch by the bar, tryna get a drink up out her She like my style, she like my smile, she like the way I talk She from the country, think she like me ’cause I’m from New York I ain’t that nigga tryna holla ’cause I want some head I’m that nigga tryna holla ’cause I want some bread I could care less how she perform when she in the bed Bitch, hit the track, catch a date, and come pay the kid Look, baby, this is simple, you can’t see? You fuckin’ with me, you fuckin’ with a P-I-M-P I don’t know what you heard about me (whoo) But a bitch can’t get a dollar outta me No Cadillac, no perms, you can’t see That I’m a motherfuckin’ P-I-M-P (G-G-G-G-G, G-mix) I don’t know what you heard about me But a bitch can’t get a blunt up outta me I drive a Cadillac, wear a perm, ’cause I’m a G And I’m a motherfuckin’ C-R-I-P I don’t know what you heard about me But a bitch can’t get a crumb up outta me I drive a Cadillac, wear a perm, and I’m a G And I’m a motherfuckin’ P-I-M-P Yeah, bitch, I got my Now and Later gators on I’m ’bout to show you how my pimp hand is way strong You’re dead wrong if you think that pimpin’ gon’ die 12-piece with a hunnid hos by my side I’m down with that nigga 50 like I’m down with blue «Fuck Cuzz, » nah, nigga, motherfuck you G-U-N-I-Tizzy, fuckin’ with me and the D-P-Gizzy Niggas in New York know how Doggy get down I got my niggas in Queens, I got my bitches uptown I got my bidness in Manhattan, I ain’t fuckin’ around I got some butter pecan Puerto Ricans from the Boogie Down (Down) That’s waitin’ on me to return so they can snatch these braids out And put my shit in a perm, word (word) They love it when I get to crippin’ and spittin’ this magnficent pimpin’ I don’t know what you heard about me But a bitch can’t get a blunt up outta me I drive a Cadillac, wear a perm, and I’m a G ‘Cause I’m a motherfuckin’ C-R-I-P I don’t know what you heard about me But a bitch can’t get a crumb up outta me I drive a Cadillac, wear a perm, ’cause I’m a G And I’m a motherfuckin’ P-I-M-P You need to switch over and ride with a star, it’ll get you far I’m a P-I-M-P G-A-N-G-S-T-E-R, yeah, I’m young, but I ain’t dumb Got some tricks, but I ain’t one I’m a guerrilla for scrilla, I’ll trip you, you try to run I let ’em do as they please, as long as they get my cheese Even if they gotta freeze, or if it’s a hunnid degrees I keep ’em on they knees, take a look under my sleeve I ain’t gotta give ’em much, they’re happy with Mickey D’s, pimp We keep it pimpin’ in the South, you know how it go (dirty, dirty) We drive old-schools, white walls with mink floor I spin the G-Unit piece, and get ’em dizzy Handcuff her if you love her or your girl comin’ with me When your neck and wrist glow (or what?), she already should know (or what?) That money make the world go round, so let’s get more It’s time to show these playas how it should be done You got pimp potential, you might, could be one, G-Unit I don’t know what you heard about me (yeah) But a bitch can’t get a dollar outta me (whoo) No Cadillac, no perms, you can’t see (uh-huh) That I’m a motherfuckin’ P-I-M-P I don’t know what you heard about me (uh-huh) But a bitch can’t get a dollar outta me (yeah) No Cadillac, no perms, you can’t see That I’m a motherfuckin’ P-I-M-P Yeah, in Hollywood, they say there’s no bidness like show bidness In the hood they say there’s no bidness like ho bidness You know they say I talk a lil’ fast, but if you listen a lil’ faster I ain’t gotta slow down for you to catch up, bitch, haha, yeah | https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Jy1D6caG8nU |
| Changes | 2Pac feat. Talent | I see no changes, wake up in the morning and I ask myself: «Is life worth living? Should I blast myself?» I’m tired of being poor and, even worse, I’m black My stomach hurts so I’m looking for a purse to snatch Cops give a damn about a negro Pull the trigger, kill a nigga, he’s a hero «Give the crack to the kids: who the hell cares? One less hungry mouth on the welfare!» First ship ’em dope and let ’em deal to brothers Give ’em guns, step back, watch ’em kill each other «It’s time to fight back,» that’s what Huey said Two shots in the dark, now Huey’s dead I got love for my brother But we can never go nowhere unless we share with each other We gotta start making changes Learn to see me as a brother instead of two distant strangers And that’s how it’s supposed to be How can the Devil take a brother if he’s close to me? I’d love to go back to when we played as kids But things change… and that’s the way it is [Talent:] That’s just the way it is Things’ll never be the same That’s just the way it is Aww yeah That’s just the way it is Things’ll never be the same That’s just the way it is Aww yeah [2Pac:] I see no changes, all I see is racist faces Misplaced hate makes disgrace to races We under, I wonder what it takes to make this One better place, let’s erase the wasted Take the evil out the people, they’ll be acting right ‘Cause both Black and White are smoking crack tonight And the only time we chill is when we kill each other It takes skill to be real, time to heal each other And although it seems heaven-sent We ain’t ready to see a black president It ain’t a secret, don’t conceal the fact: The penitentiary’s packed, and it’s filled with blacks But some things will never change Try to show another way, but you staying in the dope game Now tell me, what’s a mother to do? Being real don’t appeal to the brother in you You gotta operate the easy way «I made a G today,» but you made it in a sleazy way Selling crack to the kids «I gotta get paid!», well hey, but that’s the way it is [Talent:] That’s just the way it is Things’ll never be the same That’s just the way it is Aww yeah That’s just the way it is Things’ll never be the same That’s just the way it is Aww yeah [2Pac talking:] We gotta make a change It’s time for us as a people to start making some changes Let’s change the way we eat, let’s change the way we live And let’s change the way we treat each other You see the old way wasn’t working So it’s on us to do what we gotta do to survive [2Pac:] And still I see no changes Can’t a brother get a little peace? It’s war on the streets and a war in the Middle East Instead of war on poverty They got a war on drugs so the police can bother me And I ain’t never did a crime I ain’t have to do But now I’m back with the facts giving it back to you Don’t let ’em jack you up, back you up Crack you up and pimp-smack you up You gotta learn to hold your own They get jealous when they see you with your mobile phone But tell the cops they can’t touch this I don’t trust this, when they try to rush I bust this That’s the sound of my tool You say it ain’t cool, my mama didn’t raise no fool And as long as I stay black, I gotta stay strapped And I never get to lay back ‘Cause I always got to worry ’bout the payback Some buck that I roughed up way back Coming back after all these years «Rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat!» That’s the way it is [Talent:] That’s just the way it is Things’ll never be the same That’s just the way it is Aww yeah (You’re my brother, you’re my sister) That’s just the way it is Things’ll never be the same That’s just the way it is Aww yeah [2Pac:] Some things’ll never change | https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eXvBjCO19QY |
| The Real Slim Shady | Eminem | May I have your attention, please? May I have your attention, please? Will the real Slim Shady please stand up? I repeat Will the real Slim Shady please stand up? We’re gonna have a problem here Y’all act like you never seen a white person before Jaws all on the floor like Pam; like Tommy just burst in the door And started whoopin’ her ass worse than before They first were divorced, throwin’ her over furniture (Agh) It’s the return of the «Oh, wait, no way, you’re kidding He didn’t just say what I think he did, did he?» And Dr. Dre said Nothing, you idiots, Dr. Dre’s dead, he’s locked in my basement (Ha-ha) Feminist women love Eminem «Chicka-chicka-chicka, Slim Shady, I’m sick of him Look at him, walkin’ around, grabbin’ his you-know-what Flippin’ the you-know-who,» «Yeah, but he’s so cute though» Yeah, I probably got a couple of screws up in my head loose But no worse than what’s goin’ on in your parents’ bedrooms Sometimes I wanna get on TV and just let loose But can’t, but it’s cool for Tom Green to hump a dead moose «My bum is on your lips, my bum is on your lips» And if I’m lucky, you might just give it a little kiss And that’s the message that we deliver to little kids And expect them not to know what a woman’s clitoris is Of course, they’re gonna know what intercourse is By the time they hit fourth grade they’ve got the Discovery Channel, don’t they? We ain’t nothin’ but mammals Well, some of us cannibals who cut other people open like cantaloupes But if we can hump dead animals and antelopes Then there’s no reason that a man and another man can’t elope But if you feel like I feel, I got the antidote Women, wave your pantyhose, sing the chorus, and it goes I’m Slim Shady, yes, I’m the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating So won’t the real Slim Shady please stand up Please stand up, please stand up? ‘Cause I’m Slim Shady, yes, I’m the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating So won’t the real Slim Shady please stand up Please stand up, please stand up? Will Smith don’t gotta cuss in his raps to sell records (Nope) Well, I do, so fuck him, and fuck you too You think I give a damn about a Grammy? Half of you critics can’t even stomach me, let alone stand me «But Slim, what if you win? Wouldn’t it be weird?» Why? So you guys could just lie to get me here? So you can sit me here next to Britney Spears? Yo, shit, Christina Aguilera better switch me chairs So I can sit next to Carson Daly and Fred Durst And hear ’em argue over who she gave head to first Little bitch put me on blast on MTV «Yeah, he’s cute, but I think he’s married to Kim, hee-hee» I should download her audio on MP3 And show the whole world how you gave Eminem VD (Agh) I’m sick of you little girl and boy groups, all you do is annoy me So I have been sent here to destroy you And there’s a million of us just like me Who cuss like me, who just don’t give a fuck like me Who dress like me, walk, talk and act like me And just might be the next best thing, but not quite me ‘Cause I’m Slim Shady, yes, I’m the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating So won’t the real Slim Shady please stand up Please stand up, please stand up? ‘Cause I’m Slim Shady, yes, I’m the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating So won’t the real Slim Shady please stand up Please stand up, please stand up? I’m like a head trip to listen to ‘Cause I’m only givin’ you things you joke about with your friends inside your livin’ room The only difference is I got the balls to say it in front of y’all And I don’t gotta be false or sugarcoat it at all I just get on the mic and spit it And whether you like to admit it (Err), I just shit it Better than ninety percent of you rappers out can Then you wonder, «How can kids eat up these albums like Valiums?» It’s funny, ’cause at the rate I’m goin’, when I’m thirty I’ll be the only person in the nursin’ home flirting Pinchin’ nurse’s asses when I’m jackin’ off with Jergens And I’m jerkin’, but this whole bag of Viagra isn’t workin’ And every single person is a Slim Shady lurkin’ He could be working at Burger King, spittin’ on your onion rings (Ch, puh) Or in the parkin’ lot, circling, screaming, «I don’t give a fuck» With his windows down and his system up So will the real Shady please stand up And put one of those fingers on each hand up? And be proud to be out of your mind and out of control And one more time, loud as you can, how does it go? I’m Slim Shady, yes, I’m the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating So won’t the real Slim Shady please stand up Please stand up, please stand up? ‘Cause I’m Slim Shady, yes, I’m the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating So won’t the real Slim Shady please stand up Please stand up, please stand up? ‘Cause I’m Slim Shady, yes, I’m the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating So won’t the real Slim Shady please stand up Please stand up, please stand up? ‘Cause I’m Slim Shady, yes, I’m the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating So won’t the real Slim Shady please stand up Please stand up, please stand up? Ha-ha I guess there’s a Slim Shady in all of us Fuck it, let’s all stand up | https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eJO5HU_7_1w |
| HUMBLE. | Kendrick Lamar | Nobody pray for me It been that day for me Way, yeah, yeah Ay, I remember syrup sandwiches and crime allowances Finessin’ on ’em with some counterfeits, but now I’m countin’ this Parmesan where my accountant lives in fact, I’m downin’ this D’ussé with my boo bae, taste like Kool-Aid for the analysts Girl, I can buy yo’ waist the world with my paystub I know that it’s good, won’t you sit it on my taste bloods? I get way too petty once you let me do the extras Pull up on your block, then break it down, we playin’ Tetris A.m. to the p.m., p.m. to the a.m., funk Eat up your per diem, you just gotta hate ’em, funk If I quit your BM, I still ride Mercedes, funk If I quit this season, I still be the greatest, funk My left stroke just went viral Right stroke put lil’ baby in a spiral Soprano C, we like to keep it on a high note It’s levels to it, you and I know Tell ’em, be humble (hol’ up), sit down (hol’ up, hol’ up, lil’, hol’ up, lil’) Be humble (hol’ up), sit down (hol’ up, sit down, lil’, sit down, lil’) Be humble (hol’ up, hol’ up), sit down (hol’ up, hol’ up, lil’, hol’ up lil’) Be humble (hol’ up), sit down (hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up) Be humble (hol’ up, hol’ up), sit down (hol’ up, hol’ up, lil’, hol’ up, lil’) Be humble (hol’ up), sit down (hol’ up, sit down, lil’, sit down, lil’) Be humble (hol’ up, hol’ up), sit down (hol’ up, hol’ up, lil’, hol’ up lil’) Be humble (hol’ up), sit down (hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up) Who that, uh, thinkin’ that he frontin’ on Man-Man? (Man-Man) Get the, uh, off my stage, I’m the Sandman (Sandman) Get the, uh, off my (ay), that ain’t right (hol’ up) I make a play blowin’ up your whole life I’m so-so sick and tired of the Photoshop Show me somethin’ natural like afro on Richard Pryor Show me somethin’ natural, I wanna feel some stretch marks Still’ll take you down right on yo’ mama couch in Polo sock Ay, this is way too crazy, ay, you do not amaze me, ay I blew cool from AC, ay, Obama just paged me, ay I don’t fabricate it, ay, most of y’all be fakin’, ay I stay modest ’bout it, ay, she elaborate it, ay This that Grey Poupon, that Evian, that TED Talk, ay Watch my soul speak, you let the meds talk, ay If I kill a, um, it won’t be the alcohol, ay I’m the realest, um, after all Tell ’em, be humble (hol’ up), sit down (hol’ up, hol’ up, lil’, hol’ up lil’) Be humble (hol’ up), sit down (hol’ up, sit down, lil’, sit down, lil’) Be humble (hol’ up, hol’ up), tell ’em sit down (hol’ up, hol’ up, lil’, hol’ up lil’) Be humble (hol’ up), sit down (hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up) Be humble (hol’ up, hol’ up), sit down (hol’ up, hol’ up, lil’, hol’ up, lil’) Be humble (hol’ up), sit down (hol’ up, sit down, lil’, sit down, lil’) Be humble (hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up lil’), sit down (hol’ up, lil’) Be humble (hol’ up), sit down (hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up) | https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tvTRZJ-4EyI |
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| No Woman, No Cry | Bob Marley | No, woman, no cry No, woman, no cry No, woman, no cry No, woman, no cry ‘Cause, ’cause, ’cause I remember when we used to sit In the government yard in Trenchtown Oba, observing the hypocrites, yeah Mingle with the good people we meet, yeah Good friends we have, oh, good friends we’ve lost Along the way, yeah In this great future, you can’t forget your past So dry your tears, I say, yeah No, woman, no cry No, woman, no cry, eh, yeah Little darlin’, don’t shed no tears No, woman, no cry Eh, said, said, said, I remember when we used to sit In the government yard in Trenchtown, yeah And then Georgie would make the fire lights, I say A log wood burnin’ through the night, yeah Then we would cook cornmeal porridge, I say Of which I’ll share with you, yeah My feet is my only carriage And so I’ve got to push on through But while I’m gone Everything’s gonna be alright Everything’s gonna be alright Everything’s gonna be alright Everything’s gonna be alright Everything’s gonna be alright Everything’s gonna be alright Everything’s gonna be alright Everything’s gonna be alright So no, woman, no cry No, woman, no cry I say, oh little, oh little, darling, don’t shed no tears No, woman, no cry, eh No, woman, no, woman, no, woman, no cry No, woman, no cry, one more time I’ve got to say Oh little, little darling, please don’t shed no tears No, woman, no cry No, woman, no, woman no cry | https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IT8XvzIfi4U |
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| Cannonball | The Breeders | Spitting in a wishing well Blown to hell, crash I’m the last splash I know you, little libertine I know you’re a real cuckoo Want you cuckoo cannonball Want you cuckoo cannonball In the shade, in the shade In the shade, in the shade I know you, little libertine I know you’re a cannonball I’ll be your whatever you want The bong in this reggae song In the shade In the shade Want you cuckoo cannonball Want you cuckoo cannonball Spitting in a wishing well Blown to hell, crash I’m the last splash I’ll be your whatever you want The bong in this reggae song Want you cuckoo cannonball Want you cuckoo cannonball In the shade, in the shade In the shade, in the shade | https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fxvkI9MTQw4 |
| Song 2 | Blur | Woo-hoo Woo-hoo Woo-hoo Woo-hoo I got my head checked By a jumbo jet It wasn’t easy But nothing is No when I feel heavy metal (Woo-hoo) and I’m pins and I’m needles (Woo-hoo) well, I lie and I’m easy All of the time but I’m never sure why I need you Pleased to meet you I got my head done When I was young It’s not my problem It’s not my problem when I feel heavy metal (Woo-hoo) and I’m pins and I’m needles (Woo-hoo) well, I lie and I’m easy All of the time but I’m never sure why I need you Pleased to meet you Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Oh, yeah | https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SSbBvKaM6sk |
| She Hates Me | Puddle Of Mudd | Met a girl, thought she was grand Fell in love, found out first hand Went well for a week or two Then it all came unglued In a trap, trip I can’t grip Never thought I’d be the one who’d slip Then I started to realize I was living one big lie She fucking hates me Trust, she fucking hates me La-la-la, love I tried too hard, and she tore my feelings like I had none And ripped them away She was queen for about an hour After that, shit got sour She took all I ever had No sign of guilt, not feeling bad, no In a trap, trip I can’t grip Never thought I’d be the one who’d slip Then I started to realize I was livin’ one big lie She fuckin’ hates me Trust, she fuckin’ hates me La-la-la, love I tried too hard, and she tore my feelings like I had none And ripped them away That’s my story as you see Learned my lesson and so did she Now it’s over, and I’m glad ‘Cause I’m a fool for all I’ve said She fucking hates me Trust, she fucking hates me La-la-la, love I tried too hard, and she tore my feelings like I had none And ripped them away La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, love, trust La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, love, trust La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, love, trust (and she tore my feelings like I had none) La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, love She fucking hates me I never got any action She fuckin’ hates me | https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BYE4CVhVkhw |
| Creep | Radiohead | When you were here before Couldn’t look you in the eye You’re just like an angel Your skin makes me cry You float like a feather In a beautiful world I wish I was special You’re so fucking special But I’m a creep I’m a weirdo What the hell am I doing here? I don’t belong here I don’t care if it hurts I want to have control I want a perfect body I want a perfect soul I want you to notice When I’m not around You’re so fucking special I wish I was special But I’m a creep I’m a weirdo What the hell am I doing here? I don’t belong here Oh, oh She’s running out the door She’s running out She run, run, run, run Run Whatever makes you happy Whatever you want You’re so fucking special I wish I was special But I’m a creep I’m a weirdo What the hell am I doing here? I don’t belong here I don’t belong here | https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XFkzRNyygfk |
| Supermassive Black Hole | Muse | Ooh baby, don’t you know I suffer? Ooh baby, can you hear me moan? You caught me under false pretenses How long before you let me go? Ooh You set my soul alight Ooh You set my soul alight Glaciers melting in the dead of night (ooh) And the superstars sucked into the supermassive (you set my soul alight) Glaciers melting in the dead of night And the superstars sucked into the (you set my soul) (Into the supermassive) I thought I was a fool for no one Ooh baby, I’m a fool for you You’re the queen of the superficial And how long before you tell the truth? Ooh You set my soul alight Ooh You set my soul alight Glaciers melting in the dead of night (ooh) And the superstars sucked into the supermassive (you set my soul alight) Glaciers melting in the dead of night And the superstars sucked into the (you set my soul) (Into the supermassive) Supermassive black hole Supermassive black hole Supermassive black hole Supermassive black hole Glaciers melting in the dead of night And the superstars sucked into the supermassive Glaciers melting in the dead of night And the superstars sucked into the supermassive Glaciers melting in the dead of night (ooh) And the superstars sucked into the supermassive (you set my soul alight) Glaciers melting in the dead of night And the superstars sucked into the (you set my soul) (Into the supermassive) Supermassive black hole Supermassive black hole Supermassive black hole Supermassive black hole | https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xsp3_a-PMTw |
Джаз
| Ән | Орындаушы | Мәтін | Бейне |
| Go Down Moses | Louis Armstrong | Go down, Moses, way down in Egypt land Tell old Pharaoh to let my people go When Israel was in Egypt land Let my people go Oppressed so hard they could not stand Let my people go So the lord said, «Go down, Moses, way down in Egypt land Tell old Pharaoh to let my people go.» So Moses went to Egypt land Let my people go He made old Pharaoh understand Let my people go Yes, the Lord said, «Go down, Moses, way down in Egypt land. Tell old Pharaoh to let my people go.» Thus spoke the Lord,» bold Moses said Let my people go «If not, I’ll smite your firstborns dead.» Let my people go God, the Lord said, «Go down, Moses, way down in Egypt land Tell old Pharaoh to let my people go.» Way down in Egypt land Tell old Pharaoh to let my people go | https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y3EQnxskwwI |
| A-Tisket-A-Tasket | Ella Fitzgerald | A-tisket, a-tasket A brown and yellow basket I send a letter to my mommy On the way I dropped it I dropped it, I dropped it Yes, on the way I dropped it A little girlie picked it up And put it in her pocket She was truckin’ on down the avenue But not a single thing to do She went peck, peck, peckin’ all around When she spied it on the ground She took it, she took it My little yellow basket And if she doesn’t bring it back I think that I will die A-tisket, a-tasket I lost yellow basket And if that girlie don’t return it Don’t know what I’ll do Oh dear, I wonder where my basket can be (So do we, so do we, so do we, so do we, so do we) Oh gee, I wish that little girl I could see (So do we, so do we, so do we, so do we, so do we) Oh, why was I so careless with that basket of mine That itty-bitty basket was a joy of mine A-tisket, a-tasket I lost my yellow basket Won’t someone help me find my basket And make me happy again, again no no no no (Was it red?) no no no no (Was it blue?) no no no no Just a little yellow basket A little yellow basket | https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pCBP2rD1sPw |
Психоделиялық рок
| Ән | Орындаушы | Мәтін | Бейне |
| California Dreamin’ | The Mamas & the Papas | All the leaves are brown (all the leaves are brown) And the sky is gray (and the sky is gray) I’ve been for a walk (I’ve been for a walk) On a winter’s day (on a winter’s day) I’d be safe and warm (I’d be safe and warm) If I was in LA (if I was in LA) California dreamin’ (California dreamin’) On such a winter’s day Stopped into a church I passed along the way Well, I got down on my knees (got down on my knees) And I pretend to pray (I pretend to pray) You know the preacher like the cold (preacher like the cold) He knows I’m gonna stay (knows I’m gonna stay) California dreamin’ (California dreamin’) On such a winter’s day All the leaves are brown (all the leaves are brown) And the sky is gray (and the sky is gray) I’ve been for a walk (I’ve been for a walk) On a winter’s day (on a winter’s day) If I didn’t tell her (if I didn’t tell her) I could leave today (I could leave today) California dreamin’ (California dreamin’) On such a winter’s day (California dreamin’) On such a winter’s day (California dreamin’) On such a winter’s day | https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N-aK6JnyFmk |
| Somebody to Love | Jefferson Airplane | When the truth is found to be lies And all the joy within you dies Don’t you want somebody to love Don’t you need somebody to love Wouldn’t you love somebody to love You better find somebody to love Love, love When the garden flowers, baby are dead, yes and Your mind, your mind is so full of red Don’t you want somebody to love Don’t you need somebody to love Wouldn’t you love somebody to love You better find somebody to love Your eyes, I say your eyes may look like his Yeah, but in your head, baby I’m afraid you don’t know where it is Don’t you want somebody to love Don’t you need somebody to love Wouldn’t you love somebody to love You better find somebody to love Tears are running down They’re all running down your breast And your friends, baby They treat you like a guest Don’t you want somebody to love Don’t you need somebody to love Wouldn’t you love somebody to love You better find somebody to love | https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5Jj3wZVc7nw |
Синти-поп
| Ән | Орындаушы | Мәтін | Бейне |
| Come Undone | Duran Duran | Mine, immaculate dream made breath and skin I’ve been waiting for you Signed with a home tattoo «Happy birthday to you» was created for you Ah, it’ll take a little time Might take a little crime to come undone Now we’ll try to stay blind to the hope and fear outside Hey child, stay wilder than the wind and blow me in to cry Who do you need? Who do you love? When you come undone Who do you need? Who do you love? When you come undone Words, playing me deja vu Like a radio tune, I swear I’ve heard before Chill, is it something real? Or the magic I’m feeding off your fingers Lost, in a snow filled sky We’ll make it alright to come undone Now we’ll try to stay blind to the hope and fear outside Hey child, stay wilder than the wind and blow me in to cry Who do you need? Who do you love? When you come undone Who do you need? Who do you love? When you come undone Who do you need? Who do you love? When you come undone (Can’t ever keep from falling apart) Who do you need? Who do you love? (Can’t ever keep from falling apart) Who do you love? When you come undone (Can’t ever keep from falling apart) | https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Epj84QVw2rc |
| Sweet Dreams (Are Made of This) | Eurythmics | Sweet dreams are made of this Who am I to disagree? I travel the world and the seven seas Everybody’s looking for something Some of them want to use you Some of them want to get used by you Some of them want to abuse you Some of them want to be abused Sweet dreams are made of this Who am I to disagree? I travel the world and the seven seas Everybody’s looking for something movin’ on (Hold your head up) movin’ on, (keep your head up) movin’ on (Hold your head up) movin’ on, (keep your head up) movin’ on (Hold your head up) movin’ on (keep your head up) Some of them want to use you Some of them want to get used by you Some of them want to abuse you Some of them want to be abused Sweet dreams are made of this Who am I to disagree? I travel the world and the seven seas Everybody’s looking for something Sweet dreams are made of this Who am I to disagree? I travel the world and the seven seas Everybody’s looking for something Sweet dreams are made of this Who am I to disagree? I travel the world and the seven seas Everybody’s looking for something Sweet dreams are made of this Who am I to disagree? I travel the world and the seven seas Everybody’s looking for something Sweet dreams are made of this Who am I to disagree? I travel the world and the seven seas Everybody’s looking for something Sweet dreams are made of this (oh-oh) | https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qeMFqkcPYcg |
| Voyage Voyage | Desireless | Au-dessus des vieux volcans Glissent des ailes sous le tapis du vent Voyage, voyage Éternellement De nuages en marécages De vent d’Espagne en pluie d’Équateur Voyage, voyage Vol dans les hauteurs Au-dessus des capitales Des idées fatales Regarde l’océan Voyage, voyage Plus loin que la nuit et le jour (voyage, voyage) Voyage (voyage) Dans l’espace inouï de l’amour Voyage, voyage Sur l’eau sacrée d’un fleuve indien (voyage, voyage) Voyage (voyage) Et jamais ne reviens Sur le Gange ou l’Amazone Chez les Blacks, chez les Sikhs, chez les Jaunes Voyage, voyage Dans tout le royaume Sur les dunes du Sahara Des Îles Fidji au Fujiyama Voyage, voyage Ne t’arrête pas Au-dessus des barbelés Des cœurs bombardés Regarde l’océan Voyage, voyage Plus loin que la nuit et le jour (voyage, voyage) Voyage (voyage) Dans l’espace inouï de l’amour Voyage, voyage Sur l’eau sacrée d’un fleuve indien (voyage, voyage) Voyage (voyage) Et jamais ne reviens Au-dessus des capitales Des idées fatales Regarde l’océan Voyage, voyage Plus loin que la nuit et le jour (voyage, voyage) Voyage (voyage) Dans l’espace inouï de l’amour Voyage, voyage Sur l’eau sacrée d’un fleuve indien (voyage, voyage) Voyage (voyage) Et jamais ne reviens Voyage, voyage Plus loin que la nuit et le jour (voyage, voyage) | https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6PDmZnG8KsM |
| Wonderful Life | Hurts | On a bridge across the Severn on a Saturday night, Susie meets the man of her dreams. He says that he got in trouble and if she doesn’t mind He doesn’t want the company But there’s something in the air They share a look in silence and everything is understood Susie grabs her man and puts a grip on his hand as the rain puts a tear in his eye. She says Don’t let go Never give up, it’s such a wonderful life Don’t let go Never give up, it’s such a wonderful life Driving through the city to the temple station, Cries into the leather seat And Susie knows the baby was a family man, But the world has got him down on his knees So she throws him at the wall and kisses burn like fire, And suddenly he starts to believe He takes her in his arms and he doesn’t know why, But he thinks that he begins to see She says, Don’t let go Never give up, it’s such a wonderful life Don’t let go Never give up, it’s such a wonderful life Don’t let go Never give up, it’s such a wonderful life Don’t let go Never give up, it’s such a wonderful life She says Don’t let go Never give up Don’t let go Never give up, it’s such a wonderful life Wonderful life, wonderful life, wonderful, wonderful, wonderful life Wonderful life, wonderful life, wonderful, wonderful, wonderful life Don’t let go Don’t let go | https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1TB1x67Do5U |
| Starboy | The Weeknd feat. Daft Punk | I’m tryna put you in the worst mood, ah P1 cleaner than your church shoes, ah Milli point two just to hurt you, ah All red lamb just to tease you, ah None of these toys on lease too, ah Made your whole year in a week too, yeah Main bitch out of your league too, ah Side bitch out of your league too, ah House so empty, need a centerpiece Twenty racks, a table cut from ebony Cut that ivory into skinny pieces Then she clean it with her face, man, I love my baby You talking money, need a hearing aid You talking ’bout me, I don’t see the shade Switch up my style, I take any lane I switch up my cup, I kill any pain Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha Look what you’ve done! Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha I’m a motherfuckin’ Starboy Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha Look what you’ve done! Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha I’m a motherfuckin’ Starboy Every day a nigga try to test me, ah Every day a nigga try to end me, ah Pull off in that roadster SV, ah Pockets over weight getting hefty, ah Coming for the king, that’s a far cry I come alive in the fall time I No competition, I don’t really listen I’m in the blue Mulsanne bumping New Edition House so empty, need a centerpiece Twenty racks, a table cut from ebony Cut that ivory into skinny pieces Then she clean it with her face, man, I love my baby You talking money, need a hearing aid You talking ’bout me, I don’t see the shade Switch up my style, I take any lane I switch up my cup, I kill any pain Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha Look what you’ve done! Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha I’m a motherfuckin’ Starboy Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha Look what you’ve done! Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha I’m a motherfuckin’ Starboy Let a nigga brag Pitt Legend of the fall took the year like a bandit Bought mama a crib and a brand new wagon Now she hit the grocery shop looking lavish Star Trek roof in that Wraith of Khan Girls get loose when they hear this song Hundred on the dash get me close to God We don’t pray for love, we just pray for cars House so empty, need a centerpiece Twenty racks, a table cut from ebony Cut that ivory into skinny pieces Then she clean it with her face, man, I love my baby You talking money, need a hearing aid You talking ’bout me, I don’t see the shade Switch up my style, I take any lane I switch up my cup, I kill any pain Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha Look what you’ve done! Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha I’m a motherfuckin’ Starboy Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha Look what you’ve done! Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha I’m a motherfuckin’ Starboy Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha Look what you’ve done! Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha I’m a motherfuckin’ Starboy Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha Look what you’ve done! Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha I’m a motherfuckin’ Starboy | https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=34Na4j8AVgA |
Осы және басқа да мыңдаған әлемдік хиттерді Studio Evolution караоке-жүйелерінде айта аласыз.
