english-lyric-Quicksand

- Album: Hunky Dory
- Singer: David Bowie

From the album Hunky Dory

I'm closer to the golden dawn
Immersed in crowley's uniform
Of imagery
I'm living in a silent film
Portraying himmler's sacred realm
Of dream reality
I'm frightened by the total goal
Drawing to the ragged hole
And i ain't got the power, anymore
No i ain't got the power anymore

I'm the twisted name on garbo's eyes
Living proof of churchill's lies
I'm destiny
I'm torn between the light and dark
Where others see their targets
Divine symmetry
Should i kiss the viper's fang
Or herald loud the death of man
I'm sinking in the quicksand of my thought
And i ain't got the power anymore

Don't believe in yourself
Don't deceive with belief
Knowledge comes with death's release

Ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah ah

I'm not a prophet or a stone age man
Just a mortal with the potential of a superman
I'm living on
I'm tethered to the logic of homo sapien
Can't take my eyes from the great salvation
Of bullshit faith
If i don't explain what you ought to know
You can tell me all about it
On the next bardo
I'm sinking in the quicksand of my thought
And i ain't got the power anymore

Don't believe in yourself
Don't deceive with belief
Knowledge comes with death's release

Ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah ah

Don't believe in yourself
Don't deceive with belief
Knowledge comes with death's release

Ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah ah

Source from Quicksand

english-lyric-Change It Up

- Album: Unknown
- Singer: Henry Rollins

From the album unknown

You say your job is a pain
It's pulling you down the drain
I think you'd rather complain
Than quit it

He knocks you to the floor
But you go back for more when you could walk out the door
He's a loser honey, leave him

Win lose or draw
I want it all
Life's so short
No safety net

You get what you get
What you settle for

You say your town is too small, you live your life at the mall
You can't have it all until you leave it behind you
And you wait for the day when luck will come home to stay
You never get your way
You go out --you make it

Win lose or draw
I want it all
Life's so short
No safety net

You get what you get
What you settle for

Don't justify your complacency to me
That's not an adventure, that's a job
You say you lack what it takes
You say your face lacks a face
There's a fact you gotta face
They broke the mold when they made ya

Living under a cloud
Living quiet or loud
Another face in the crowd
Or one in ten million

Win lose or draw
I want it all
Life's so short
Win lose or draw
I want it all
Life's so short, life's so short, life's so short, life's to short man

Source from Change It Up

english-lyric-Gold

- Album: Stick Around For Joy
- Singer: Bjork

From the album Stick Around For Joy

Gold, finger itches
Gold, in the hair
Gold, you have to have
Gold, all for yourself

Gold, full train of it
Gold, rob the train
Gold, murder in the train
Gold, get some gold

Gold is the sweat of the sun
Give me some gold!
Gold, it glitters
Gold, is soft and thin

I'm searching for gold
I need gold just to see
Never seen it before
Indication of gold
Do i see gold?
Bloody fingers!
Dig! crawl! dig!

Gold is the sweat of the sun
Give me some gold!

I continue to dig into the earth,
Torn fingers, bloody fingers..

There is a sun in the sky
Nothing has changed
And gold, begotten of the sun..
Give me gold!
I need it now, oh gold!

I'm still searching for gold
I need gold

And i have to have a chunk of.. gold
No indication of gold
Just a little piece of gold for me!
In the core of the earth
Oh, gold!
I see the glow, this is the gold
Gold, gold! oh gold!
I need gold!

Source from Gold

english-lyric-Intro Buddha

- Album: Welcome To Our World
- Singer: Timbaland Magoo

From the album Welcome To Our World

[dj law]
Live and direct from the land of va
It's buddha radio, buddha brothers in your area
Causin mass hysteria, your man cool dj law on the set
[big b]
Aiyyo i'm big b rollin and sparkin and kickin shoutouts
Gotta say whattup to miss missy out there
Big up to magoo
Gotta say big up nickie and playa, all representin vi. beach
[dj law]
Word is bond, settin you up for the big breakdown
Buddha brothers ain't no others now and forever
Yo this is that new joint from my man timbaland
And son let me tell ya it's smokin
Tim ya large boy!
Buddha radio peep it

[timbaland]
What
It's that big man, from the big v.a.
Ha ha, de de, de de, day
It's that big man, from the big v.a.
Got da, ha ha, he he, hay
I got more women that willy wonka got choco-late
My pocket gets fatter than jacob on twenty ladders
All that matters is my rhyme style gets fatter
As the, jam, goes
Three years i waited, my rhyme style got constipated
It finally came in, f'd around and got debated
Glad i made it, out of the ghetto
My rhyme style is heavy, it comes out smooth, and kind of subtle
Whaaat??
Whaaat?? kaiser back at you one mo' gen
Bringin to you all my friends
Baby girl, aalyiah
Ginuwine, magoo
Uhh, nickie
Misdemeanor
Of course me
Ahh yeah
So right about now
You got to ease on back
Huh
I can't forget about playa, one time
So you know what? man
Me and playa we gonna do this thing like
Yo baby, i want you to put on your dress
Cause i put on my suit
Hahahahaha
Ahhhhh

Source from Intro Buddha

english-lyric-For All We Know

- Album: Unknown
- Singer: Perry Como

From the album unknown

Love, look at the two of us,
Strangers, in many ways,
We've got a lifetime to share,
So much to say,
And, as we go, from day to day,
I'll feel you close to me,
But, time alone will tell,
Let's take a lifetime to say,
"i knew you well!"
For only time will tell us so,
And love may grow,
For all we know!

Source from For All We Know

english-lyric-My Jeanine

- Album: Orange Crate Art
- Singer: Brian Wilson

From the album Orange Crate Art

Van dyke parks

I carry the torch for her in the orchard
Apples were last name
My jeanine my jeanine
Each tree would ignite with blossoms of white
And apple her hair enflame
My jeanine my jeanine
Jeanine in jean and calico
A streak of mean don't let it show
So when she tells her let her go
Her yes may mean no
I love her so
We would meander now hand in hand in
Our appalachian clime
My jeanine my jeanine
We bring in the spring and toss from the swing
Along apple blossom time
My jeanine my jeanine

Remember when life was north carolina
Two bits for cokes and jokes at the diner
Time was a magazine
My jeanine
My jeanine my jeanine
My jeanine my jeanine

Source from My Jeanine

english-lyric-Cautious Man

- Album: Tunnel Of Love
- Singer: Bruce Springsteen

From the album Tunnel Of Love

Bill horton was a cautious man of the road
He walked lookin' over his shoulder and remained faithful to its code
When something caught his eye he'd measure his need
And then very carefully he'd proceed

Billy met a young girl in the early days of may
It was there in her arms he let his cautiousness slip away
In their lovers twilight as the evening sky grew dim
He'd lay back in her arms and laugh what had happened to him

On his right hand billy tattooed the word love and on his left hand was the word fear
And in which hand he held his fate was never clear
Come indian summer he took his young lover for his bride
And with own hands built a great house down by the riverside

Now billy was an honest man he wanted to do what was right
He worked hard to fill their lives with happy days and loving nights
Alone on his knees in the darkness for steadiness he'd pray
For he knew in a restless heart the seed of betrayal lay

One night billy awoke from a terrible dream callin' his wife's name
She lay breathing beside him in a peaceful sleep a thousand miles away
He got dressed in the moonlight and down to the highway he strode
When he got there he didn't find nothing but road

Billy felt a coldness rise up inside him that he couldn't name
Just as the words tattooed 'cross his knuckles he knew would always remain
At their bedside he brushed the hair from his wife's face as the moon shone on her skin so white
Filling their room with the beauty of god's fallen light

Source from Cautious Man