LENNY KRAVITZ - ARE YOU GONNA GO MY WAY

Nº 10 - 1993



*
I was born long ago
i am the chosen i'm the one
i have come to save the day
and i won't leave until i'm done
so that's why you've got to try
you got to breath and have some fun
though i'm not paid i play this game
and i won't stop until i'm done
But what i really want to know is
are you gonna go my way?
and i got to got to know
I don't know why we always cry
this we must leave and get undone
we must engage and rearrange
and turn this planet back to one
so tell me why we got to die
and kill each other one by one
we've got to love and rub-a-dub
we've got to dance and be in love
But what i really want to know is
are you gonna go my way?
and i got to got to know
Are you gonna go my way?
'cause baby i got to know
yeah

LENNY KRAVITZ - WIKIPEDIA Y TEMAS

LENNY KRAVITZ


* ARE TOU GONNA GO MY WAY

SNOOP DOGG- GIN AND JUICE

Nº 9 - 1993



* Intro: dre
*man pissing*
heah hah hah!
i'm serious nigga one of y'all niggaz got this ass motherfuckin up
aiy baby, aiy baby... aiy baby get some bubblegum in this motherfucker
steady long, steady long nigga
Verse one: snoop

with so much drama in the l-b-c
it's kinda hard bein snoop d-o-double-g
but i, somehow, some way
keep comin up with funky ass shit like every single day
may i, kick a little something for the g's (yeah)
and, make a few ends as (yeah!) i breeze, through
two in the mornin and the party's still jumpin
cause my momma ain't home
i got bitches in the living room gettin it on
and, they ain't leavin til six in the mornin (six in the mornin)
so what you wanna do, sheeeit
i got a pocket full of rubbers and my homeboys do too
so turn off the lights and close the doors
but (but what) we don't love them hoes, yeah!
so we gonna smoke a ounce to this
g's up, hoes down, while you motherfuckers bounce to this
Chorus: repeat 2x
Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice
laid back [with my mind on my money and my money on my mind]
Verse two:
Now, that, i got me some seagram's gin
everybody got they cups, but they ain't chipped in
now this types of shit, happens all the time
you got to get yours but fool i gotta get mine
everything is fine when you listenin to the d-o-g
i got the cultivating music that be captivating he
who listens, to the words that i speak
as i take me a drink to the middle of the street
and get to mackin to this bitch named sadie (sadie?)
she used to be the homeboy's lady (oh, that bitch)
eighty degrees, when i tell that bitch please
raise up off these n-u-t's, cause you gets none of these
at ease, as i mob with the dogg pound, feel the breeze
beeeitch, i'm just
Chorus
Verse three:
Later on that day
my homey dr. dre came through with a gang of tanqueray
and a fat ass j, of some bubonic chronic that made me choke
shit, this ain't no joke
i had to back up off of it and sit my cup down
tanqueray and chronic, yeah i'm fucked up now
but it ain't no stoppin, i'm still poppin
dre got some bitches from the city of compton
to serve me, not with a cherry on top
cause when i bust my nut, i'm raisin up off the cot
don't get upset girl, that's just how it goes
i don't love you hoes, i'm out the do'
and i'll be

chorus
Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice (beeotch!!)
laid back [with my mind on my money and my money on my mind]
rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice (beeotch!!)
laid back [with my mind on my money and my money on my mind]

JANET JACKSON - THAT´S THE WAY LOVE GOES

Nº 8 - 1993



* That's the way love goes janet jacksonlike a moth to a flameburned by the firemy love is blindcan't you see my desirethat's the way love goescome with me don't you worryi'm gonna make you crazyi'll give you the time of your lifei'm gonna take you placesyou've never been before andyou'll be happy that you cameoh, i'm gonna take you therethat's the way love goesdon't mind if i light candlesi like to watch us play andbaby i've got on what you likecome closer baby closerreach out and feel my bodyi'm gonna give you all my loveoh sugar, don't you hurryyou've got me here all nightjust close your eyes and hold on tightoh baby, don't stop, don't stopgo deeper baby deeperyou feel so good i'm gonna cryoh, i'm gonna take you therethat's the way love goes

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Nº 7 - 1993



* What else should i be
all apologies
what else could i say
everyone is gay
what else could i write
i don't have the right
what else should i be
all apologies

in the sun
in the sun i feel as one
in the sun
in the sun
i'm married
buried
I wish i was like you
easily amused
find my nest of salt
everything is my fault
i'll take all the blame
aqua seafoam shame
sunburn with freezerburn
choking on the ashes of her enemy
In the sun
in the sun i feel as one
in the sun
in the sun
i'm married
buried
married
buried
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
All in all is all we all are [x19]
all in all is all we are

SOUL ASYLUM- RUNAWAY TRAIN

Nº 6 - 1993


* Call you up in the middle of the night
Like a firefly without a light
You were there like a slow torch burning
I was a key that could use a little turning

So tired that I couldn't even sleep
So many secrets I couldn't keep
Promised myself I wouldn't weep
One more promise I couldn't keep

It seems no one can help me now
I'm in too deep
There's no way out
This time I have really led myself astray

CHORUS
Runaway train never going back
Wrong way on a one way track
Seems like I should be getting somewhere
Somehow I'm neither here no there

Can you help me remember how to smile
Make it somehow all seem worthwhile
How on earth did I get so jaded
Life's mystery seems so faded

I can go where no one else can go
I know what no one else knows
Here I am just drownin' in the rain
With a ticket for a runaway train

Everything is cut and dry
Day and night, earth and sky
Somehow I just don't believe it

CHORUS

Bought a ticket for a runaway train
Like a madman laughin' at the rain
Little out of touch, little insane
Just easier than dealing with the pain

Runaway train never comin' back
Runaway train tearin' up the track
Runaway train burnin' in my veins
Runaway but it always seems the same

SOUL ASYLUM - WIKIPEDIA Y TEMAS

SOUL ASYLUM

Soul Asylum es una banda estadounidense de rock alternativo, formada en Minneapolis, Minnesota en 1983.^[1] La banda surgió originalmente bajo el nombre de Loud Fast Rules, formada en 1981 por Dan Murphy, Dave Pirner, Karl Mueller y Pat Morley. Morley fue luego reemplazado por Grant Young en 1984. La banda grabó tres álbumes con Twin/Tone Records y dos con A&M Records, con poco éxito comercial. Sin embargo, en 1992, lanzaron el álbum doble-platino Grave Dancers Union, con su single ganador de los Grammy Award "Runaway Train". La banda tocó en la inauguración del Gobierno de Bill Clinton años después. Tres años después, apuntaron una grabación de platino con el álbum Let Your Dim Light Shine, el cual contiene el famoso tema "Misery". Este último constituye el último álbum realmente exitoso de su carrera. Mueller fue diagnosticado con cáncer en 2004, y la banda organizó un concierto benéfico en su nombre, un año antes de que falleciera. Actualmente, la banda continúa haciendo presentaciones en vivo.

Discografía

• Say What You Will, Clarence...Karl Sold The Truck (1984) (Twin/Tone)
• Made to Be Broken (1986) (Twin/Tone)
• While You Were Out (1986) (Twin/Tone)
• Hang Time (1988) (A&M)
• And the Horse They Rode In On (1990) (A&M)
• Grave Dancers Union (1992) [2x Platinum] (Columbia)
• Let Your Dim Light Shine (1995) [Platinum] (Columbia)
• Candy from a Stranger (1998) (Columbia)
• The Silver Lining (2006) (Legacy)

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COUNTING CROWS - MR. JONES

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Nº 5 - 1993




Sha la la la la la la..... hmm, uh huh...

I was down at the New Amsterdam staring at this yellow-haired girl
Mr. Jones strikes up a conversation with a black-haired flamenco dancer
She dances while his father plays guitar
She's suddenly beautiful
We all want something beautiful
Man I wish I was beautiful
So come dance this silence down through the mornin'
Sha la la la la la la la yeah.. uh huh, yeah...
Cut up, Maria! Show me some of that Spanish dancin'
yeah, but, Pass me a bottle, Mr. Jones
Believe in me
Help me believe in anything
'Cause I wanna be someone who believes
Yeah...

Mr. Jones and me tell each other fairy tales
And we stare at the beautiful women
"She's looking at you. Ah, no, no, she's looking at me."
Smiling in the bright lights
Coming through in stereo
When everybody loves you, you can never be lonely

Well, I'm gonna paint my picture
Paint myself in blue and red and black and gray
All of the beautiful colors are very very meaningful
Yeah, well, you know gray is my favorite color
I felt so symbolic yesterday
If I knew Picasso
I would buy myself a gray guitar and play

Mr. Jones and me look into the future
Yeah, we stare at the beautiful women
"She's looking at you. I don't think so. She's looking at me."
Standing in the spotlight
I bought myself a gray guitar
When everybody loves me, I'll never be lonely
I'll never be lonely
Son, I'm never gonna be lonely

I wanna be a lion
E-Everybody wants to pass as cats
We all wanna be big big stars, yeah, but we've got different reasons for that
Believe in me 'cause I don't believe in anything
and I, I wanna be someone to believe, to believe, to believe,yeah

Mr. Jones and me stumbling through the barrio
Yeah we stare at the beautiful women
"She's perfect for you, Man, there's got to be somebody for me."
I wanna be Bob Dylan
Mr. Jones wishes he was someone just a little more funky
When everybody loves you, oh, son, that's just' bout as funky as you can be

Mr. Jones and me staring at the video
When I look at the television, I wanna see me staring right back at me
We all wanna be big stars, but we don't know why and we don't know how
But when everybody loves me, I'll be just' bout as happy as I could be
Mr. Jones and me, we're gonna be big stars.

COUNTING CROWS - WIKIPEDIA Y TEMAS

COUNTING CROWS

MR. JONES
* BIG YELLOW TAXI

THE SMASHING PUMPKINS - TODAY

The Smashing Pumpkins

Nº 3 - 1993

SHERYL CROW - ALL I WANNA DO

Nº 2 - 1993



Hit it!
This ain't no disco
It ain't no country club either
This is LA!

"All I wanna do is have a little fun before I die,"
Says the man next to me out of nowhere
It's apropos
Of nothing
He says his name's William but I'm sure,
He's Bill or Billy or Mac or Buddy
And he's plain ugly to me
And I wonder if he's ever had a day of fun in his whole
life
We are drinking beer at noon on Tuesday
In a bar that faces a giant car wash
The good people of the world are washing their cars
On their lunch break, hosing and scrubbing
As best they can in skirts in suits

They drive their shiny Datsuns and Buicks
Back to the phone company, the record store too
Well, they're nothing like Billy and me, cause

[Chorus]
All I wanna do is have some fun
I got a feeling I'm not the only one
All I wanna do is have some fun
I got a feeling I'm not the only one
All I wanna do is have some fun
Until the sun comes up over Santa Monica Boulevard

I like a good beer buzz early in the morning
And Billy likes to peel the labels
From his bottles of Bud
He shreds them on the bar
Then he lights every match in an oversized pack
Letting each one burn down to his thick fingers
before blowing and cursing them out
And he's watching the bottles of Bud as they spin on
the floor

And a happy couple enters the bar
Dangerously close to one another
The bartender looks up from his want ads

Chorus

Otherwise the bar is ours,
The day and the night and the car wash too
The matches and the Buds and the clean and dirty
cars
The sun and the moon but

Chorus

SHERYL CROW - WIKIPEDIA Y TEMAS

SHERYL CROW

Sheryl Suzanne Crow (nacida el 11 de febrero de 1962 en Missouri, Estados Unidos) mejor conocida como Sheryl Crow es una cantante, compositora, guitarrista y pianista estadounidense.

Discografía

• Tuesday Night Music Club (1993)
• Sheryl Crow (1995)
• Live in London (1996)
• The globe Sessions (1998)
• Rockin' the Globe (1999)
• The Very Best of Sheryl Crow - the videos (Noviembre de 2003)
• Come on America 2003 (Diciembre de 2003)
• De-Lovely (2003) (Invitada)
• Wildflower Tour Live from New York (Mayo de 2006)
• Detours (Febrero de 2008)

* ALL I WANNA DO
* RUN BABY RUN
* IF IT MAKES YOU HAPPY

BECK - LOSER

Nº1 - 1993

BECK - WIKIPEDIA Y TEMAS

BECK

WHERE IT´S AT

LOSER

HOUSE OF PAIN - JUMP AROUND

Nº 10 - 1992



* Pack it up, pack it in
let me begin
i came to win
battle me that's a sin
i won't tear the sack up
punk you'd better back up
try and play the role and the whole crew will act up
get up, stand up, come on!
come on, throw your hands up
if you've got the feeling jump across the ceiling
muggs is a funk fest, someone's talking junk
yo, i'll bust em in the eye
and then i'll take the punks home
feel it, funk it
amps it are junking
and i got more rhymes than there's cops that are dunking
donuts shop
sure 'nuff i got props from the kids on the hill
plus my mom and my pops
Chorus
I came to get down (2x)
so get out your seats and jump around
jump around (3x)
jump up jump up and get down.
jump (18x)
i'll serve your ass like john macenroe
if your girl steps up, i'm smacking the ho
word to your moms i came to drop bombs
i got more rhymes than the bible's got psalms
and just like the prodigal son i've returned
anyone stepping to me you'll get burned
cause i got lyrics and you ain't got none
so if you come to battle bring a shotgun
but if you do you're a fool, cause i duel to the death
try and step to me you'll take your last breath
i gots the skill, come get your fill
cause when i shoot ta give, i shoot to kill
Chorus
I'm the cream of the crop, i rise to the top
i never eat a pig cause a pig is a cop
or better yet a terminator
like arnold schwarzenegger
try'n to play me out like as if my name was sega
but i ain't going out like no punk bitch
get used to one style and you know i might switch
it up up and around, then buck buck you down
put out your head then you wake up in the dawn of the dead
i'm coming to get ya, coming to get ya
spitting out lyrics homie i'll wet ya
Chorus
jump (32x)
Yo, this is dedicated
to joe, da flava, dakota
grag yo bozac, punk

HOUSE OF PAIN - WIKIPEDIA Y TEMAS

HOUSE OF PAIN

* JUMP AROUND

MARY J. BLIGE

MARY J. BLIGE

* ONE LOVE & U2

SIR MIX-A-LOT - BABY GOT BACK

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Nº 8 - 1992



* [Intro]
Oh, my, god. Becky, look at her butt.
It is so big. *scoff* She looks like,
one of those rap guys' girlfriends.
But, y'know, who understands those rap guys? *scoff*
They only talk to her, because,
she looks like a total prostitute, 'kay?
I mean, her butt, is just so big. *scoff*
I can't believe it's just so round, it's like,
out there, I mean - gross. Look!
She's just so ... black!

[Sir Mix-a-Lot]
I like big butts and I can not lie
You other brothers can't deny
That when a girl walks in with an itty bitty waste
And a round thing in your face
You get sprung, wanna pull up tough
'Cause you notice that butt was stuffed
Deep in the jeans she's wearing
I'm hooked and I can't stop staring
Oh baby, I wanna get wit'cha
And take your picture
My homeboys tried to warn me
But with that butt you got makes
Ooh, Rump-o'-smooth-skin
You say you wanna get in my Benz?
Well, use me, use me
'Cause you ain't that average groupy
I've seen them dancin'
The hell with romancin'
She's wet, wet,
Got it goin' like a turbo 'Vette
I'm tired of magazines
Sayin' flat butts are the thing
Take the average black man and ask him that
She gotta pack much back
So, fellas! (Yeah!) Fellas! (Yeah!)
Has your girlfriend got the butt? (Hell yeah!)
Tell 'em to shake it! (Shake it!) Shake it! (Shake it!)
Shake that healthy butt!
Baby got back!

(LA face with Oakland booty)
Baby got back!

[Sir Mix-a-Lot]
I like 'em round, and big
And when I'm throwin' a gig
I just can't help myself, I'm actin' like an animal
Now here's my scandal
I wanna get you home
And ugh, double-up, ugh, ugh
I ain't talkin' bout Playboy
'Cause silicone parts are made for toys
I want 'em real thick and juicy
So find that juicy double
Mix-a-Lot's in trouble
Beggin' for a piece of that bubble
So I'm lookin' at rock videos
Watchin' these bimbos walkin' like hoes
You can have them bimbos
I'll keep my women like Flo Jo
A word to the thick soul sistas, I wanna get with ya
I won't cuss or hit ya
But I gotta be straight when I say I wanna *fuck*
Til the break of dawn
Baby got it goin' on
A lot of simps won't like this song
'Cause them punks like to hit it and quit it
And I'd rather stay and play
'Cause I'm long, and I'm strong
And I'm down to get the friction on
So, ladies! {Yeah!} Ladies! {Yeah}
If you wanna role in my Mercedes {Yeah!}
Then turn around! Stick it out!
Even white boys got to shout
Baby got back!

Baby got back!
Yeah, baby ... when it comes to females, Cosmo ain't got nothin'
to do with my selection. 36-24-36? Ha ha, only if she's 5'3.

[Sir Mix-a-Lot]
So your girlfriend rolls a Honda, playin' workout tapes by Fonda
But Fonda ain't got a motor in the back of her Honda
My anaconda don't want none
Unless you've got buns, hon
You can do side bends or sit-ups,
But please don't lose that butt
Some brothers wanna play that hard role
And tell you that the butt ain't go
So they toss it and leave it
And I pull up quick to retrieve it
So Cosmo says you're fat
Well I ain't down with that!
'Cause your waste is small and your curves are kickin'
And I'm thinkin' bout stickin'
To the beanpole dames in the magazines:
You ain't it, Miss Thing!
Give me a sista, I can't resist her
Red beans and rice didn't miss her
Some knucklehead tried to dis
'Cause his girls are on my list
He had game but he chose to hit 'em
And I pull up quick to get wit 'em
So ladies, if the butt is round,
And you want a triple X throw down,
Dial 1-900-MIXALOT
And kick them nasty thoughts
Baby got back!

(Little in the middle but she got much back) [4x]

SIR MIX-A-LOT

SIR MIX-A-LOT

Anthony Ray (12 de agosto de 1963-), conocido como Sir Mix-a-Lot, es un cantante de rap y productor norteamericano.

Discografía

Albums

• Swass (1988)
• Seminar (1989)
• Mack Daddy (1992)
• Chief Boot Knocka (1994)
• Return of the Bumpasaurus (1996)
• Beepers, Benzos, and Booty: The Best of Sir Mix-a-Lot (2000)
• Daddy's Home (2003)

* BABY GOT BACK

R.E.M. - EVERYBODY HURTS

Nº 7 -1992



When the day is long and the night, the night is yours alone,
When you're sure you've had enough of this life, well hang on
Don't let yourself go, everybody cries and everybody hurts sometimes

Sometimes everything is wrong. Now it's time to sing along
When your day is night alone, (hold on, hold on)
If you feel like letting go, (hold on)
When you think you've had too much of this life, well hang on

'Cause everybody hurts. Take comfort in your friends
Everybody hurts. Don't throw your hand. Oh, no. Don't throw your hand
If you feel like you're alone, no, no, no, you are not alone

If you're on your own in this life, the days and nights are long,
When you think you've had too much of this life to hang on

Well, everybody hurts sometimes,
Everybody cries. And everybody hurts sometimes
And everybody hurts sometimes. So, hold on, hold on
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on
Everybody hurts. You are not alone

STONE TEMPLE PILOTS -PLUSH

Nº 6 - 1992

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STONE TEMPLE PILOTS

Stone Temple Pilots (abreviado STP) es un grupo estadounidense de grunge, aunque una de sus principales características es la variedad de estilos musicales empleados en sus canciones, fluctuando dentro de la ambigüedad del rock alternativo de la década de 1990, siendo una de las más exitosas bandas hablando de dichos años. A principios del 2008, el grupo sorprendió al mundo entero al anunciar su regreso a los escenarios.

Discografía

Álbumes

Información del álbum
Core Álbum de estudio Editado: 29 de septiembre de 1992(Norteamérica) Posición más alta en EE.UU.: No. 3 Ventas en EE.UU.: 8 millones Certificación de la RIAA: 8x Platino Posición más alta en el Reino Unido: No. 27	Singles Extraídos "Sex Type Thing" "Plush" "Wicked Garden" "Creep"
Purple Álbum de estudio Editado: 7 de junio de 1994 (Norteamérica) Posición más alta en EE.UU.: No. 1 Ventas en EE.UU.: 6 millones Certificación de la RIAA: 6x Platino Posición más alta en el Reino Unido: No. 10	Singles Extraídos "Big Empty" "Vasoline" "Interstate Love Song" "Pretty Penny"
Tiny Music... Songs from the Vatican Gift Shop Álbum de estudio Editado: 5 de marzo de 1996 (Norteamérica) Posición más alta en EE.UU.: No. 4 Ventas en EE.UU.: 2 millones Certificación de la RIAA: 2x Platino Posición más alta en el Reino Unido: No. 31	Singles Extraídos "Big Bang Baby" "Lady Picture Show" "Trippin' on a Hole in a Paper Heart" "Tumble In The Rough"
No. 4 Álbum de estudio Editado: 26 de octubre de 1999 (Norteamérica) Posición más alta en EE.UU.: No. 6 Ventas en EE.UU.: 1 millón Certificación de la RIAA: Platino	Singles Extraídos "Down" "Sour Girl" "Heaven and Hot Rods" "No Way Out"
Shangri - La Dee Da Álbum de estudio Editado: 19 de junio de 2001 (Norteamérica) Posición más alta en EE.UU.: No. 9 Ventas en EE.UU.: 500.000 Certificación de la RIAA: Oro	Singles Extraídos "Hollywood Bitch" "Days of the Week"
Thank You Álbum recopilatorio Editado: 11 de noviembre de 2003(Norteamérica) Posición más alta en EE.UU.: No. 26	Singles Extraídos "All in the Suit That You Wear"
Buy This Álbum recopilatorio Editado: 27 de noviembre de 2008(Norteamérica) Posición más alta en EE.UU.: ??	Singles Extraídos Ninguno

Sencillos

Año	Título	Posiciones en listas				Álbum
		US Hot 100	US Modern Rock	US Mainstream Rock	UK singles
1992	"Sex Type Thing"	-	-	#23	#55	Core
1993	"Wicked Garden"	-	#21	#11	-	Core
1993	"Plush"		#9	#1	#23	Core
1994	"Creep"	-	#12	#2	-	Core
1994	"Vasoline"	-	#2	#1	#48	Purple
1994	"Interstate Love Song"		#2	#1 (15 semanas)	#53	Purple
1994	"Big Empty"	-	#7	#3	-	Purple
1995	"Pretty Penny"	-	-	#12	-	Purple
1995	"Dancing Days"	-	#11	#3	-	Encomium
1996	"Big Bang Baby"	-	#2	#1	-	Tiny Music...
1996	"Lady Picture Show"	-	#6	#1	-	Tiny Music...
1996	"Trippin' on a Hole in a Paper Heart"	-	#3	#1	-	Tiny Music...
1997	"Tumble In The Rough"	-	#36	#9	-	Tiny Music...
1999	"Down"	-	#9	#5	-	No.4
2000	"Sour Girl"	#78	#3	#4	-	No.4
2000	"Heaven & Hot Rods"	-	#30	#17	-	No.4
2000	"No Way Out"	-	#24	#17	-	No.4
2000	"Break on Through"	-	-	#35	-	Stoned Immaculate
2001	"Revolution"	-	-	#30	-	-
2001	"Hollywood Bitch"	-	#29	#25	-	Shangri - La Dee Da
2001	"Days of the Week"	-	#5	#4	-	Shangri - La Dee Da
2003	"All in the Suit That You Wear"	-	#19	#5	-	Thank You

* PLUSH
* INTERSTATE LOVE SONG
* SEX TYPE THING

RAGE AGAINST THE MACHINE - KILLING IN THE NAME OF

Rage Against the Machine

Nº 5 - 1992



*

Killing in the name of!
some of those that were forces are the same that burn crosses
some of those that were forces are the same that burn crosses
some of those that were forces are the same that burn crosses
some of those that were forces are the same that burn crosses
huh!
Killing in the name of!
killing in the name of
And now you do what they told ya
and now you do what they told ya
and now you do what they told ya
and now you do what they told ya
and now you do what they told ya
and now you do what they told ya
and now you do what they told ya
and now you do what they told ya
and now you do what they told ya
and now you do what they told ya
and now you do what they told ya
but now you do what they told ya
well now you do what they told ya
Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
you justify those that died by wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
you justify those that died by wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
Some of those that were forces are the same that burn crosses
some of those that were forces are the same that burn crosses
some of those that were forces are the same that burn crosses
some of those that were forces are the same that burn crosses
uggh!
Killing in the name of!
killing in the name of
And now you do what they told ya
and now you do what they told ya
and now you do what they told ya
and now you do what they told ya
and now you do what they told ya, now you're under control
and now you do what they told ya, now you're under control
and now you do what they told ya, now you're under control
and now you do what they told ya, now you're under control
and now you do what they told ya, now you're under control
and now you do what they told ya, now you're under control
and now you do what they told ya, now you're under control
and now you do what they told ya!
Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
you justify those that died by wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
you justify those that died by wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
come on!
Yeah! come on!
Fuck you, i won't do what you tell me
fuck you, i won't do what you tell me
fuck you, i won't do what you tell me
fuck you, i won't do what you tell me
fuck you, i won't do what you tell me
fuck you, i won't do what you tell me
fuck you, i won't do what you tell me
fuck you, i won't do what you tell me
fuck you, i won't do what you tell me!
fuck you, i won't do what you tell me!
fuck you, i won't do what you tell me!
fuck you, i won't do what you tell me!
fuck you, i won't do what you tell me!
fuck you, i won't do what you tell me!
fuck you, i won't do what you tell me!
fuck you, i won't do what you tell me!
motherfucker!
uggh!

ARRESTED DEVELOPMENT - EVERY PEOPLE

ARRESTED DEVELOPMENT - WIKIPEDIA Y TEMAS

ARRESTED DEVELOPMENT

PEOPLE EVERYDAY

RADIOHEAD - CREEP

Nº 3 - 1992

RADIOHEAD - WIKIPEDIA Y TEMAS

RADIOHEAD

Radiohead es un grupo musical inglés de rock alternativo originario de Abingdon. Desde su formación en 1985 lo componen Thom Yorke, Jonny Greenwood, Colin Greenwood, Phil Selway y Ed O'Brien. Hasta la fecha ha publicado 7 álbumes de estudio y ganado 3 premios Grammy.

Discografía

Artículo principal: Discografía de Radiohead

Álbumes [editar]

• Pablo Honey (1993)
• The Bends (1995)
• OK Computer (1997)
• Kid A (2000) * KID A *
  

• Amnesiac (2001)
• Hail to the Thief (2003)
• In Rainbows (2007)

EP [editar]

• Drill EP (1992, incluye demos de 1991)
• Itch (1994)
• My Iron Lung (1994)
• No Surprises/Running From Demons (1997)
• Airbag/How Am I Driving? (1998)
• I Might Be Wrong: Live Recordings (grabación en vivo, 2001)
• COM LAG (2plus2isfive) (2004)

Recopilatorios

• Radiohead: The Best Of (2008)

Sencillos

Pablo Honey

• Creep (1992) *CREEP*
  
• Anyone Can Play Guitar (1993)
• Pop Is Dead (1993)
• Stop Whispering (1993, sólo en Estados Unidos)

The Bends

• High & Dry (1995)
• Fake Plastic Trees (1995)
• Just (1995)
• Street Spirit (Fade Out) (1996)

OK Computer

• Paranoid Android (1997) *PARANOID ANDROID*
  
• Karma Police (1997) *KARMA POLICE*
  
• No Surprises (1998)

Amnesiac

• Pyramid Song (2001)
• Knives Out (2001)

Hail To The Thief

• There There (2003)
• Go To Sleep (2003)
• 2+2=5 (2003)

In Rainbows

• Jigsaw Falling Into Place (2007)
• Nude (2007)
• House Of Cards (2008)
• Reckoner (2008)

Promos

The Bends

• The Bends (1995, sencillo sólo en Australia y Nueva Zelanda)

OK Computer

• Lucky (1996, Album Help!)
• Climbing Up The Walls (1997, Sencillo en radios/Disco edición limitada)
• Let Down (1997, Sencillo en radios/lanzamiento como sencillo cancelado)

Kid A

• Idioteque (2000, Video promocional)
• The National Anthem (2000, CD Promocional/Video de MTV)
• How To Dissappear Completely (2000, CD Promocional)
• Optimistic (2000, Sencillo en radio, CD Promicional)
• Motion Picture Soundtrack (2000, Video en Internet)

Amnesiac

• I Might Be Wrong (2001, Video en Television/Internet)

In Rainbows

• Bodysnatchers (2007, Sencillo de radio/Video promicional)
• All I Need (2008, Video de MTV)

ERIC CLAPTON- TEARS IN HEAVEN

Nº 2 - 1992

Would you know my name
If I saw you in heaven?
Would it be the same
If I saw you in heaven?

I must be strong
And carry on,
'Cause I know I don't belong
Here in heaven.

Would you hold my hand
If I saw you in heaven?
Would you help me stand
If I saw you in heaven?

I'll find my way
Through night and day,
'Cause I know I just can't stay
Here in heaven.

Time can bring you down,
Time can bend your knees.
Time can break your heart,
Have you begging please, begging please.

Beyond the door,
There's peace I'm sure,
And I know there'll be no more
Tears in heaven.

Would you know my name
If I saw you in heaven?
Would it be the same
If I saw you in heaven?

I must be strong
And carry on,
'Cause I know I don't belong
Here in heaven. 

*

DR. DRE, SNOOP DOGG - NUTHIN BUT A G THANG

Nº 1 - 1992





* One, two, three and to the fo'
snoop doggy dogg and dr. dre are at the do'
ready to make an entrance, so back on up
[before i have to pull the scrap out the cut]
Gimme the microphone first, so i can bust like a bubble
compton and long beach together, now you know you in trouble
'cause ain't nothin' but a g thang, baaaaabay!
two loced out g's so we're craaaaazay!
death row is the label that paaaaays me!
unfadable, so please don't try to fade this [hell yeah]
But, uh, back to the lecture at hand
perfection is perfected, so i'm a land 'em, understand?
>from a young g's perspective
and before me dig out a trick i have ta' find a contraceptive
You never know she could be earnin' her man,
learnin' her man, and at the same time burnin' her man
now when she's burnin' i'm a chill for a minute
'cause ain't no lovin' good enough to get burned while i'm up in it [yeah]
Now that's realer than real-deal holyfield
and now all you hookas and ho's know how i feel
well if it's good enough to give 'em all a proper chunk
i'll take a small piece of some of that funky stuff
[chorus 1]
it's like this and like that and like this and uh
it's like that and like this and like that and uh
it's like this and like that and like this and uh
dre., creep to the mic like a phantom
Well i'm peepin', and i'm creepin', and i'm creep-in'
but i damn near got capped, 'cause my beeper kept beepin'
now it's time for me to make my impression felt
so sit back, relax, and strap on your seatbelt
You never been on a ride like this befo'
with a producer who can rap and control the micro
at the same time with the dope rhyme that i kick
you know, and i know, i funks up on funky sh-[yeah]
To add to my collection, the selection
symbolizes dope, take a tope but don't choke
if ya' do, ya' have no clue
o' what me and my homey snoop dogg came to do
[chorus 2]
it's like this and like that and like this and uh
it's like that and like this and like that and uh
it's like this, and we ain't got no love for those
so jus' chill, 'til the next episode
[tha' mix]
Fallin' back on that ass with a hellified gangsta' lean
gettin' funky on the mic like a' old batch o' collard greens
it's the capital s, oh yes, the fresh n double o p
d o double g y d o double g ya' see
Showin' much flex when it's time to wreck a mic
hippin' ho's and clockin' a grip like my name was dolomite
yeah, and it don't quit
i think they in a mood for another one a' those g hits
So dre. [what up dogg?]
we gotta give 'em what dey want [what's that, g?]
we gotta break 'em off somethin' [hell yeah]
and it's gotta be bumpin' [city of compton!]
It's where it's explained, so i'm a ask your attention
mobbin' with the dog pound [bow wow wow]
droppin' the funky tracks is makin' the suckas jus' mumble
when i'm on the mic, it's like a cookie, they all crumble
Try to get close, and you're bound ta' get smacked
my little homey snoop doggy dogg has got my back
never let me slip, 'cause if i slip, then i'm slippin'
but if i got my nina, then you know i'm straight trippin'
And i'm a continue to put the rap down, put the mac down
and if your woman wanna trip, i have ta' put the smack down
yeah, and ya' don't stop
i told you i'm just like a clock when i tick and i tock
But i'm never off, always on 'til the break dawn
c o m p t o n, and the city they call long beach
puttin' the strength together
like my homey d.o.c., no one can do it better
[chorus 3]
like this, that and this and uh
it's like that and like this and like that and uh
it's like this, and we ain't got no love for those
so jus' chill, 'til the next episode