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Lay It On The Line

It’s the same old story all over again
You turn a lover into just another friend
I want to love you, I want to make you mine
Won’t you lay it on the line?

I’m tired of playing all your foolish games
I’m tired of all of your lies making me insane
I don’t ask for much, the truth’ll do just fine
won’t’ you lay it on the line

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Lay it on the line
Lay it on the line
Don’t waste my time
Lay it on the line

You got no right to make me wait
We better talk, girl, before it gets too late
I never thought you could be so unkind
Won’t you lay it on the line

CHORUS

You know I love you, you know it’s true
It’s up to you, girl, what’ve I got to do
Don’t hold me up, girl, don’t waste my precious time
Won’t you lay it on the line

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Black Dog

Hey, hey, mama, said the way you move
Gonna make you sweat, gonna make you groove.

Ah, ah, child, way you shake that thing
Gonna make you burn, gonna make you sting.

Hey, hey, baby, when you walk that way
Watch your honey drip, can’t keep away.

Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh, ah, ah
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh, ah, ah.

I gotta roll, can’t stand still
Got a flamin’ heart, can’t get my fill.

Eyes that shine, burnin’ red
Dreams of you all through my head.

Ah ah, ah ah, ah ah, ah ah, ah ah, ah ah, ahhh.

Hey, baby, whoa baby, pretty baby
Darlin’ makes ’em do me now
Hey, baby, oh baby, pretty baby
Move me like you’re doin’ now.

Didn’t take too long ‘fore I found out
What people mean by down and out.

Spent my money, took my car
Started tellin’ her friends she gonna be a star.

I don’t know, but I been told
A big-legged woman ain’t got no soul.

Oh yeah, oh yeah, ah, ah, ah
Oh yeah, oh yeah, ah, ah, ah.

All I ask for, all I pray
A steady rollin’ woman gonna come my way.

Need a woman gonna hold my hand
Won’t tell me no lies, make me a happy man.

Ah ah, ah ah, ah ah, ah ah, ah ah, ah ah, ahhh.

Ah, yeah!

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What’s Love Got To Do With It

You must understand
That the touch of your hand
Makes my pulse react
That it’s only the thrill
Of boy meeting girl
Opposites attract

It’s physical
Only logical
You must try to ignore
That it means more than that

[Chorus:]
Oh what’s love got to do, got to do with it
What’s love but a second hand emotion
What’s love got to do, got to do with it
Who needs a heart
When a heart can be broken

It may seem to you
That I’m acting confused
When you’re close to me
If I tend to look dazed
I’ve read it someplace
I’ve got cause to be

There’s a name for it
There’s a phrase that fits
But whatever the reason
You do it for me

[Chorus]

I’ve been taking on a new direction
But I have to say
I’ve been thinking about my own protection
It scares me to feel this way

[Chorus]

What’s love got to do, got to do with it
What’s love but a sweet old fashioned notion
What’s love got to do, got to do with it
Who needs a heart when a heart can be broken

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Hotel California

On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night
There she stood in the doorway;
I heard the mission bell
And I was thinking to myself,
“This could be Heaven or this could be Hell”
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor,
I thought I heard them say…

Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place (Such a lovely place)
Such a lovely face
Plenty of room at the Hotel California
Any time of year (Any time of year)
You can find it here

Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes Benz
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys she calls friends
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget

So I called up the Captain,
“Please bring me my wine”

He said, “We haven’t had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine”
And still those voices are calling from far away,
Wake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say…

Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place (Such a lovely place)
Such a lovely face
They livin’ it up at the Hotel California
What a nice surprise (what a nice surprise)
Bring your alibis

Mirrors on the ceiling,
The pink champagne on ice
And she said “We are all just prisoners here, of our own device”
And in the master’s chambers,
They gathered for the feast
They stab it with their steely knives,
But they just can’t kill the beast

Last thing I remember, I was
Running for the door
I had to find the passage back
To the place I was before
“Relax, ” said the night man,
“We are programmed to receive.
You can check-out any time you like,
But you can never leave! “

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Sound of Madness

Yeah, I get it,
You’re an outcast.
Always under attack.
Always coming in last,
Bringing up the past.
No one owes you anything.
I think you need a shotgun blast,
A kick in the ass,
So paranoid…
Watch your back!

Oh my, here we go…

Another lose cannon gone bi-polar
Slipped down, couldn’t get much lower.
Quicksand’s got no sense of humor.
I’m still laughing like hell.
You think that the cryin to me,
Looking so sorry that I’m gonna believe,
You’ve been infected by a social disease.
Well, then take your medicine.

[Chorus]
I created the Sound of Madness.
Wrote the book on pain.
Somehow I’m still here,
To explain,
That the darkest hour never comes in the night.
You can sleep with a gun.
When you gonna wake up and fight… for yourself?

I’m so sick of this tombstone mentality,
If there’s an afterlife,
Then it’ll set you free.
But I’m not gonna part the seas
You’re a self-fulfilling prophecy.
You think that cryin to me,
Looking so sorry that I’m gonna believe,
You’ve been infected by a social disease.
Well, then take your medicine.

[Chorus]
I created the Sound of Madness.
Wrote the book on pain.
Somehow I’m still here,
To explain,
That the darkest hour never comes in the night.
You can sleep with a gun.
When you gonna wake up and fight… for yourself?

I created the Sound of Madness.
Wrote the book on pain.
Somehow I’m still here,
To explain,
That the darkest hour never comes in the night.
You can sleep with a gun.
When you gonna wake up…
When you gonna wake up and fight…

I created the Sound of Madness.
Wrote the book on pain.
Somehow I’m still here,
To explain,
That the darkest hour never comes in the night.
You can sleep with a gun.
When you gonna wake up and fight… for yourself?

When you gonna wake up and fight… for yourself?

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All About That Bass

Because you know I’m all about that bass
‘Bout that bass, no treble
I’m all about that bass
‘Bout that bass, no treble
I’m all about that bass
‘Bout that bass, no treble
I’m all about that bass
‘Bout that bass… bass… bass… bass

Yeah, it’s pretty clear, I ain’t no size two
But I can shake it, shake it, like I’m supposed to do
‘Cause I got that boom boom that all the boys chase
And all the right junk in all the right places

I see the magazine workin’ that Photoshop
We know that shit ain’t real, come on now, make it stop
If you got beauty, beauty, just raise ’em up
‘Cause every inch of you is perfect from the bottom to the top

Yeah, my mama she told me “don’t worry about your size”
(Shoo wop wop, sha-ooh wop wop)
She says, “Boys like a little more booty to hold at night”
(That booty, uh, that booty booty)
You know I won’t be no stick figure silicone Barbie doll
(Shoo wop wop, sha-ooh wop wop)
So if that’s what you’re into, then go ‘head and move along

Because you know I’m all about that bass
‘Bout that bass, no treble
I’m all about that bass
‘Bout that bass, no treble
I’m all about that bass
‘Bout that bass, no treble
I’m all about that bass
‘Bout that bass… Hey!

I’m bringing booty back
Go ‘head and tell them skinny bitches that
No, I’m just playing, I know you think you’re fat
But I’m here to tell you…
Every inch of you is perfect from the bottom to the top

Yeah my mama she told me, “don’t worry about your size”
(Shoo wop wop, sha-ooh wop wop)
She says, “Boys like a little more booty to hold at night”
(That booty booty, uh, that booty booty)
You know I won’t be no stick figure, silicone Barbie doll
So if that’s what you’re into, then go ‘head and move along

Because you know I’m all about that bass
‘Bout that bass, no treble
I’m all about that bass
‘Bout that bass, no treble
I’m all about that bass
‘Bout that bass, no treble
I’m all about that bass
‘Bout that bass…

Because you know I’m all about that bass
‘Bout that bass, no treble
I said I’m all about that bass
‘Bout that bass, no treble
I’m all about that bass
‘Bout that bass, no treble
I’m all about that bass
‘Bout that bass…

Because you know I’m all about that bass
‘Bout that bass, no treble
I’m all about that bass
‘Bout that bass, no treble
I’m all about that bass
‘Bout that bass, no treble
I’m all about that bass
‘Bout that bass… Hey!
I’m all about that bass
‘Bout that bass… Hey!
I’m all about that bass
Bout that bass…
Hey!
Yeah yeah… ohh… You know you like this bass… Hey…

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Stuck

I’ve been lost in your eyes
All afternoon
The more I drift
The closer I get to you

She’s a ghost and the truth
It’s impossible
But I love her lies
You make sure
I don’t find somebody new

It’s the way you move
I knew I’d stay with you
After just one touch
The way you move has got me stuck
Got me stuck

I was lost and then found
Inside of a dream
Running out of the circle
Trying to believe

It’s the way you move
I knew I’d stay with you
After just one touch
The way you move has got me stuck
Got me stuck

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Hole Hearted

Life’s ambition occupies my time
Priorities confuse the mind
Happiness one step behind
This inner peace I’ve yet to find

Rivers flow into the sea
Yet even the sea is not so full of me
If I’m not blind why can’t I see
That a circle can’t fit
Where a square should be

There’s a hole in my heart
That can only be filled by you
And this hole in my heart
Can’t be filled with the things I do

Life’s ambition occupies my time
Priorities confuse the mind
Happiness one step behind
This inner peace I’ve yet to find

Rivers flow into the sea
Yet even the sea is not so full of me
If I’m not blind why can’t I see
That a circle can’t fit
Where a square should be

There’s a hole in my heart
That can only be filled by you
And this hole in my heart
Can’t be filled with the things I do

Hole hearted
Hole hearted
Hole hearted
Hole hearted

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My Hero

Too alarming now to talk about
Take your pictures down and shake it out
Truth or consequence, say it aloud
Use that evidence, race it around

There goes my hero
Watch him as he goes
There goes my hero
He’s ordinary

Don’t the best of them bleed it out
While the rest of them peter out
Truth or consequence, say it aloud
Use that evidence, race it around

There goes my hero
Watch him as he goes
There goes my hero
He’s ordinary

Kudos, my hero
Leaving all the mess
You know my hero
The one that’s on

There goes my hero
Watch him as he goes
There goes my hero
He’s ordinary
There goes my hero
Watch him as he goes
There goes my hero
He’s ordinary

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Zombie

Another head hangs lowly
Child is slowly taken
And the violence caused such silence
Who are we mistaken

But you see it’s not me
It’s not my family
In your head, in your head
They are fighting
With their tanks and their bombs
And their bombs and their guns
In your head, in your head
They are cryin’

In your head, in your head
Zombie, zombie, zombie, hey, hey
What’s in your head, in your head
Zombie, zombie, zombie, hey, hey, hey, oh

Dou, dou, dou, dou
Dou, dou, dou, dou
Dou, dou, dou, dou
Dou, dou, dou, dou

Another mother’s breakin’
Heart is taking over
When the violence causes silence
We must be mistaken

It’s the same old theme
Since nineteen-sixteen
In your head, in your head
They’re still fightin’
With their tanks and their bombs
And their bombs and their guns
In your head, in your head
They are dyin’

In your head, in your head
Zombie, zombie, zombie, hey, hey
What’s in your head, in your head
Zombie, zombie, zombie, hey, hey, hey
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Hey, oh, ya, ya-a