I am the stone that the builder refused\nI am the visual\nThe inspiration\n\nThat made lady sings the blues\nI'm the spark that makes your idea bright\nThe same spark\nThat lights the dark\nSo that you can know your left from your right\n\nI am the ballot in your box\nThe bullet in the gun\nThat inner glow\nThat lets you know\nTo call your brother son\n\nThe story that just begun\nThe promise of what's to come\nAnd I'mma remain a soldier\nTil' the war is won
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boondocks theme [lyrics]\n\ni am the stone that the builder refused\ni am the visual\nthe inspiration\nthat made lady sings the blues\n\ni'm the spark that makes your idea bright\nthe same spark\nthat lights the dark\nso that you can know your left from your right\n\ni am the ballot in your box\nthe bullet in your gun\nthat inner glow\nthat lets you know\nto call your brothers son\n\nthe story that just begun\nthe promise of what's to come\nand imma remain a soldier\ntil' the war is won\n\nfun. chop chop chop\nflip. chop chop chop\nflip. chop chop chop\nflip. chop chop chop\n\n[written by]\nderryck "big tank" thornton\naaron mcgruder\ngabriel benn\n\n[performed by]\nasheru
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"London Beckoned Songs About Money Written By Machines"\n\nStop stalling, make a name for yourself.\nBoy you better put that pen to paper and charm your way out. \nIf you talk you better walk you better back your shit up \nWith more than good hooks while you're all under the gun\n\nStart talking "a sensationalist" \nOh he's slightly clever to just a certain extent \nIf you talk you better walk you better keep your mouth shut\nWith more than good hooks while you're all under the gun\n\n(Panic!: meet the press)\nIt's time for us to take a chance\nIt's time for us to take a chance\n\n(Panic!: meet the press)\nIt's time for us to take a chance\nIt's time for us...\n\nWell we're just a wet dream for the webzine, \nMake us it, make us hip, make us scene\nOr shrug us off your shoulders\nDon't approve a single word that we wrote\n\nWell we're just a wet dream for the webzine, \nMake us it, make us hip, make us scene\nOr shrug us off your shoulders\nDon't approve a single word that we wrote\n\nI'm burning and I'm blacking my lungs \nBoy you know it feels good with fire back on your tongue\nIf you talk you better walk you better back your shit up \nWith more than good hooks while you're all under the gun\n\nStart talking "a sensationalist" \nOh he's slightly clever to just a certain extent \nWell keep quiet let us sing like the doves\nThen decide if it's done with purpose or lack thereof.\n\nJust for the record, \nThe weather today is slightly sarcastic with a good chance of: \nA. Indifference or \nB. Disinterest in what the critics say\n\nIt's time for us to take a chance\nIt's time for us...\n\nWell we're just a wet dream for the webzine, \nMake us it, make us hip, make us scene\nOr shrug us off your shoulders\nDon't approve a single word that we wrote\n\nWell we're just a wet dream for the webzine, \nMake us it, make us hip, make us scene\nOr shrug us off your shoulders\nDon't approve a single word that we wrote\n\nJust for the record, \nThe weather today is slightly sarcastic with a good chance of: \nA. Indifference or \nB. Disinterest in what the critics say\n\nWell we're just a wet dream for the webzine, \nMake us it, make us hip, make us scene\nOr shrug us off your shoulders\nDon't approve a single word that we wrote\n\nWell we're just a wet dream for the webzine, \nMake us it, make us hip, make us scene\nOr shrug us off your shoulders\nDon't approve a single word that we wrote\n\nJust for the record, \nThe weather today is slightly sarcastic with a good chance of: \nA. Indifference or\nB. Disinterest in what the critics say\n\n\n\n"I Write Sins Not Tragedies"\n\nOh, well imagine, as I'm pacing the pews in a church corridor,\nand I can't help but to hear, no I can't help but to hear an exchanging of words:\n"What a beautiful wedding! What a beautiful wedding!" says a bridesmaid to a waiter.\n"And yes, but what a shame, what a shame, the poor groom's bride is a whore."\n\nI'd chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!"\nNo, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality.\nI'd chime in, "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!"\nNo, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of...\n\nWell in fact, well I'll look at it this way, I mean technically our marriage is saved\nWell this calls for a toast, so pour the champagne\nOh! Well in fact, well I'll look at it this way, I mean technically our marriage is saved\nWell this calls for a toast, so pour the champagne, pour the champagne\n\nI'd chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!"\nNo, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality.\nI'd chime in, "Haven
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Here you go:\nThrough early morning fog I see\nvisions of the things to be\nthe pains that are withheld for me\nI realize and I can see...\n[REFRAIN]:\nthat suicide is painless\nit brings on many changes\nand I can take or leave it if I please.\nI try to find a way to make\nall our little joys relate\nwithout that ever-present hate\nbut now I know that it's too late, and...\n[REFRAIN]\nThe game of life is hard to play\nI'm gonna lose it anyway\nThe losing card I'll someday lay\nso this is all I have to say.\n[REFRAIN]\nThe only way to win is cheat\nAnd lay it down before I'm beat\nand to another give my seat\nfor that's the only painless feat.\n[REFRAIN]\nThe sword of time will pierce our skins\nIt doesn't hurt when it begins\nBut as it works its way on in\nThe pain grows stronger...watch it grin, but...\n[REFRAIN]\nA brave man once requested me\nto answer questions that are key\nis it to be or not to be\nand I replied 'oh why ask me?'\n[REFRAIN]\n'Cause suicide is painless\nit brings on many changes\nand I can take or leave it if I please.\n...and you can do the same thing if you please.
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The Great Debate by Dream Theater \nLyrics by John Petrucci\n\nWhat if someone said\nPromise lies ahead\nhopes are high in certain scietific circles\nlife won't have to end\nyou could walk again\n\nwhat if someone said \nproblems lie ahead\nthey've uncovered something highly controversial\nthe right to life is strong\ncan't you see it's wrong\n\nhumankind has reached a turning point\npoised for conflict at ground zero \nready for a war\ndo we look to our unearthly guide\nor to white caot heros \nserching for a cure\n\nturn to the light\ndon't be frightened of the shadows it creates\nturn to the light\ntruning away would be a terrible mistake\n\nanarchist moral vision\nindustries of daeth\nfacing violent opposition\nunmolested breath\nethic inquisitions breed\nantagonistic views\nright wing sound bites premonitions\nin a labyrinth of rules\n\nare you justified\nare you justified\nare you justified\njustified in taking\nlife to save life\nlife to save life\ntaking life to save life\n\nthis embryonic clay\nwrapped in fierce debate\nwould be thrown away\nor otherwise discarded\n\nsome of us believe\nit may hold the key\nto treatment of disease \nand sercerts highly grauded\n\nare you justified\nare you justified\nare you justified\njustified in taking\nlife to save life\nlife to save life\ntaking life to save life\n\nhumankind has reached a turning point\npoised for conflict at ground zero \nready for a war\ndo we look to our unearthly guide\nor to white caot heros \nserching for a cure\n\nturn to the light\ndon't be frightened of the shadows it creates\nturn to the light\ntruning away would be a terrible mistake\n\nwe're reaching \nbut have we gone too far\n\nharvesting existence\nonly to distroy\ncarelessly together\nwe are sliding\n\nsoneone else's future\nfour days frozen still\nsomeone elses fate we are deciding\nmiracle potental\nsanctity of life\nfaced against each other\nwe're divided\n\nshould we push the boundries\nor should we condemn\nmoral guilt and science\nhave collided\n\nturn to the light\nwe defy our own mortality these days\nturn to the light\npay attention to the questions we have rasied.\n\nThis song is awsome to me. these guys are some fo the best song writers  I think\n\nps I think I spelled so bad spell check broke!!!!:0
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Jonathan Edwards\nShanty\n\n    Gonna sit down in the kitchen\n    And fix me something good to eat\n    And make my head a little high\n    And make this whole day complete\n    Cuz we gonna lay around the shanty, mama\n    And put a good buzz on\n\n    Well pass it to me baby\n    Pass it to me slow\n    We'll take time out to smile a little\n    Before we let it go\n    Cuz we gonna lay around the shanty, mama\n    And put a good buzz on\n\n    Well there ain't nothin' to do\n    And there's always room for more\n    Fill it, light it, shut up\n    And close the door\n    Cuz we gonna lay around the shanty, mama\n    And put a good buzz on\n\n    We gonna sit around the kitchen\n    Fix us somethin' good to eat\n    And make ourselves a little high\n    And make the whole day complete\n    Cuz we gonna lay around the shanty, mama\n    And put a good buzz on\n    Cuz we gonna lay around the shanty, mama\n    And put a good buzz on
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This land is your land, this land is my land \nFrom the Redwood Forest to the New York Island \nThe Canadian mountain to the Gulf Stream waters \nThis land is made for you and me. \nAs I go walking this ribbon of highway \nI see above me this endless skyway \nAnd all around me the wind keeps saying: \nThis land is made for you and me. \nI roam and I ramble and I follow my footsteps \nTill I come to the sands of her mineral desert \nThe mist is lifting and the voice is saying: \nThis land is made for you and me. \nWhere the wind is blowing I go a strolling \nThe wheat field waving and the dust a rolling \nThe fog is lifting and the wind is saying: \nThis land is made for you and me. \nNobody living can ever stop me \nAs I go walking my freedom highway \nNobody living can make me turn back \nThis land is made for you and me.
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A Boy Named Sue\nOne Piece at a Time\nFolsom Prison Blues\nI walk the line\nThe Man in Black\nRide this Train\nThese hands\nI've been everywhere\nI still miss someone\nThe Wreck of the Old '97\nGive my love to Rose\nGet Rhythm\nDon't take your guns to town\nFive feet high and rising\nDaddy sang Bass\nThe Rebel-Johnny Yuma\nRing of Fire\nOrange Blossom Special\nIt ain't me babe\nThe one on the right is on the left\nJackson\nWhy me, Lord
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If you want to sing out, sing out\n\nWell, if you want to sing out, sing out \nAnd if you want to be free, be free \n'Cause there's a million things to be \nYou know that there are \n\nAnd if you want to live high, live high \nAnd if you want to live low, live low \n'Cause there's a million ways to go \nYou know that there are \n\nChorus: \nYou can do what you want \nThe opportunity's on \nAnd if you can find a new way \nYou can do it today \nYou can make it all true \nAnd you can make it undo \nyou see ah ah ah \nits easy ah ah ah \nYou only need to know \n\nWell if you want to say yes, say yes \nAnd if you want to say no, say no \n'Cause there's a million ways to go \nYou know that there are \n\nAnd if you want to be me, be me \nAnd if you want to be you, be you \n'Cause there's a million things to do \nYou know that there are \n\nChorus \n\nWell, if you want to sing out, sing out \nAnd if you want to be free, be free \n'Cause there's a million things to be \nYou know that there are \nYou know that there are \nYou know that there are \nYou know that there are \nYou know that there are
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I agree with the ladies here:\n\nMama take this badge from me\nI cant use it any more.\nIt sgetting dark to dark to see\nfeels like I m knocking on heavens door.\n\nknock knock knocking on heavens door\nknock knock knocking on heavens door\nknock knock knocking on heavens door\nknock knock knocking on heavens door\n\nMama put my guns in the ground I cant shoot them any more\nThat dark black gloud i comming down,\nfeels like I m knocking on heavens door\n\nknock knock knocking on heavens door\nknock knock knocking on heavens door\nknock knock knocking on heavens door\nknock knock knocking on heavens door
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I've got one, here goes:\n\nYou’re the thought that starts each morning,\nThe conclusion to each day.\nYou are in all that I do,\nAnd everything I say.\n\nYou’re the smile on my face,\nThe twinkle in my eye.\nThe warmth inside my heart,\nThe fullness in my life.\n\nYou’re the hand that’s laced in mine,\nAnd the coat upon my back.\nMy friend, my love,\nMy shoulder to lean on.\n\nYou’re my silly, mature, caring,\nThoughtful, bright, and honest guy.\nThe one who holds me tightly,\nWhen I need to cry.\n\nYou’re the dimple in my cheek,\nThe ever-constant tingle in my soul.\nThe voice that makes me weak,\nThe happiness of my life.\n\nYou are all I’ve wanted,\nYou are all I need.\nYou are all I’ve dreamed of,\nYou are all of this to me.
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I liked this one ... hope you do too:\n\nIf I could catch a rainbow\nI would do it just for you,\nAnd share with you its beauty\nOn the days you're feeling blue\n\nIf I could build a mountain\nYou could call your very own,\nA place to find serenity,\nA place to be alone\n\nIf I could take your troubles\nI would toss them in the sea,\nBut all these things I'm finding\nAre impossible for me\n\nI cannot build a mountain,\nOr catch a rainbow fair,\nBut let me be what I know best,\nA friend who's always there\n\n- Kahlil Gibran -
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This song was on my MySpace page for awhile.\n\n\n"What I Am"\nEdie Brickell & the New Bohemians\n\nI'm not aware of too many things\nI know what I know if you know what I mean(x2)\nPhilosophy is the talk on a cereal box\nReligion is a smile on a dog\nI'm not aware of too many things\nI know what I know if you know what I mean\nShove me in the shallow water\nBefore I get too deep\nWhat I am is what I am, are you what you are or what\nWhat I am is what I am, are you what you are or what\nOh I'm not aware of too many things\nI know what I know if you know what I mean\nPhilosophy is a walk on the slippery rocks\nReligion is a light in the fog\nI'm not aware of too many things\nI know what I know if you know what I mean\nDo do ya\nShove me in the shallow water\nBefore I get too deep\nShove me in the shallow water\nBefore I get too deep\nWhat I am is what I am, are you what you are or what\nWhat I am is what I am, are you what you are or what\nWhat I am is what I am, are you what you are or what you are\nWhat I am is what I am, are you what you are or what\nDa da da da\nI say I say I say I do hey hey hey hey hey hey\nShove me in the shallow water\nBefore I get too deep\nShove me in the shallow water\nBefore I get too deep\nShove me in the shallow water before I get too deep\nShove me in the shallow water before I get too deep\nShove me in the shallow water before I get too deep\nDon't let me get too deep\nDon't let me get too deep\nDon't let me get too deep\nDon't let me get too deep\nWhat I am is what I am, are you what you are or what\nWhat I am is what I am, are you what you are or what\nWhat I am is what I am, are you what you are or what you are\nWhat I am is what I am, are you what you are or what\nOr what you are oh\nOr what you are oh oh oh\nSay what I am
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311\n\namber\n\n\nBrainstorm,\nTake me away from the norm\nI got to tell you something\nThis phenomenon\nI had to put it in a song\nAnd it goes like\n\nWhoa, amber is the color of your energy\nWhoa, shades of gold displayed naturally\n\nYou ought to know what brings me here oh\nYou glide through my head blind to fear\nAnd I know why\n\nWhoa, amber is the color of your energy\nWhoa, shades of gold displayed naturally\n\nWhoa, amber is the color of your energy\nWhoa, shades of gold displayed naturally\n\nYou live too far away...\nYour voice rings like a bell anyway...\nDon't give up your independence,\nUnless it feels so right,\nNothing good comes easily,\nSometimes you got to fight...\n\nWhoa, amber is the color of your energy\nWhoa, shades of gold displayed naturally\n\nLaunched a thousand ships in my heart, so easy\nStill it's fine from afar, \nAnd you know that...\n\nWhoa, brainstorm (brainstorm)\nTake me away from the norm\nWhoa (whoa), I got to tell you something
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give me fuel, give me fire, give me that which i desire\nmettallica(fuel for fire)
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Celebrate the day:\n\nTo win again \nTo never stop finding \nMoving as one \nIs the word for home \nBegin to place \nYourself in the big frame \nWhen you dream \nWhen you dream \nAway...away \n\nverse 1: \nEn avant pour la victoire \nEn avant pour la victoire \nC'est le moment de l'espoir \nC'est le moment de l'espoir \nLet the sweet air \nFill our hearts \nWalk on and celebrate the... \nDay the day the day celebrate the day etc. \nGrab your drums \nPaint your soul \nFeel the roar and celebrate the... \nTo win again \nTo never stop climbing \nThe rising road \nOf ultimate faith \nUnity \nThe world in a heartbeat \nWhen you dream \nWhen you dream \nAway...away
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Human Race\n© Tom Cochrane\n\n\nI can see it on the road ahead\nRunning hard i'm here\nBut I could be there instead\nMany houses with the lights on\nSilhouettes behind the shades\nBeside fires\nI'm sure that I saw you in one\nI loved you but,\nThat was way back then\nNow i'm alone outside\nI face the wind\nThe rain washes me thin\n\nKnocked me down and I got back up\nI got myself back in the race again\nKnock me down, and I'll get back up\nAnd I'll get myself\nBack in the race again\n\nRace through the shadows\nRace against stone\nThe sunken city\nI thought was my own\nMight be in a brave new world\nBut it's not my home\nRoll over fall in\n"My god", I screamed\nThey might catch them,\nThey won't catch me\nI'm out here clean\nI'm free...i'm free\n\nKnocked me down and I got back up\nAnd i got myself\nBack in the race again\nKnock me down, and i'll get back up\nAnd i'll get myself\nBack in the race again
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SYMBOLS  \n\n         I AM