Lupe Fiasco - All Black Everything Lyrics

Lupe Fiasco - All Black Everything Lyrics

[Hook]
You would never know
If you could ever be
If you never try
You would never see
Stayed in Africa
We ain’t never leave
So there were no slaves in our history
Were no slave ships, were no misery, call me crazy, or isn’t he
See I fell asleep and I had a dream, it was all black everything

[Lupe Fiasco - Verse 1]
Uh, and we ain’t get exploited
White man ain’t feared so he did not destroy it
We ain’t work for free, see they had to employ it
Built it up together so we equally appointed
First 400 years, see we actually enjoyed it
Constitution written by the W.E.B. Du Bois
Were no reconstructions, Civil War got avoided
Little black Sambo grows up to be a lawyer
Extra extra on the news stands
Black woman voted head of Ku Klux Klan
Malcolm Little dies as a old man
Martin Luther King read the eulogy for him
Followed by Bill O’Reilly who read from the Quran
President Bush sends condolences from Iran
Where FOX News reports live
That Ahmadinejad wins Mandela peace prize

[Hook]
You would never know
If you could ever be
If you never try
You would never see
Stayed in Africa
We ain’t never leave
So there were no slaves in our history
Were no slave ships, were no misery, call me crazy, or isn’t he
See I fell asleep and I had a dream, it was all black everything

[Lupe Fiasco - Verse 2]
Uh, and it ain’t no projects
Keepin it real is not an understood concept
Yea, complexion’s not a contest
Cause racism has no context
Hip hop ain’t got a section called conscious
Everybody rappin’ like crack never happened
Crips never occurred no Bloods to attack them
Matter of fact no hood to attack in
Somalia is a great place to relax in
Fred Astaire was the first to do a backspin
The Rat Pack was cool group of black men
That inspired five white guys called The Jacksons
Eminem fitted in but then again he inspired a black rapper tryin to mimic him
And that’s what really rose up out of Michigan, the sign of white rapper by the name of 50 Cent, ha!

[Hook]
You would never know
If you could ever be
If you never try
You would never see
Stayed in Africa
We ain’t never leave
So there were no slaves in our history
Were no slave ships, were no misery, call me crazy, or isn’t he
See I fell asleep and I had a dream, it was all black everything

[Lupe Fiasco - Verse 3]
Uh, and I know it’s just a fantasy
I cordially invite you to ask why can’t it be?
Now we can do nothing bout the past
But we can do something about the future that we have
We can make fast or we can make it last
Every woman Queenin’ and every man a Kingin’
When those color lines come we can’t see between
We just close our eyes ’til it’s all black every-THING!
[Lupe Fiasco - All Black Everything Lyrics on http://lyricslike.blogspot.com]

[Hook]
You would never know
If you could ever be
If you never try
You would never see
Stayed in Africa
We ain’t never leave
So there were no slaves in our history
Were no slave ships, were no misery, call me crazy, or isn’t he
See I fell asleep and I had a dream, it was all black everything

Yolanda Be Cool & Dcup - We No Speak Americano Lyrics

Yolanda Be Cool & Dcup - We No Speak Americano Lyrics

Comme te po’

Comme te po’

Comme te po’ capì chi te vò bene
Si tu le parle ‘mmiezzo americano?
Quando se fa l’ammore sotto ‘a luna
Come te vene ‘capa e di: “I love you!?”
[Yolanda Be Cool & Dcup - We No Speak Americano Lyrics on http://lyricslike.blogspot.com]

Pa pa l’ americano
Pa pa l’ americano
Pa pa l’ americano

Fa l’ americano!

Pa pa l’ americano
Fa fa l’ americano

Whïsky soda e rockenroll
Whïsky soda e rockenroll
Whïsky soda e rockenroll…

who demanded sanity trials accusing the radio of hypnotism & were left with their insanity & their hands & a hung jury...

I love it here. It's seven thirty and I'm yet to go to bed. I opted instead for staying up all night chatting to flatmates in the kitchen, after having watched Black Books and drunk wine. I have a seminar-type-thing at ten, so I'll probably flop into bed at some point after that. The perfect time, then to put on my beautiful new headphones, open up the Guardian website and Tumblr and Facebook and waste some time on the internet.

The film 'Howl' comes out tomorrow. I probably won't see it any time soon, but I'm sure I'll get around to it eventually. I ordered the slim little book a couple of years ago on a whim. I didn't know anything about it, but when it arrived, I remember feeling a little disappointed. It was really quite small (although it did have quite a nice cover). I opened it up and started reading. I finished, made myself a cup of tea, then read it again. I read it once more for good measure, then decided I probably liked it quite a lot. The thing is, it's a very overwhelming work which strives to convey anything and everything all at once in a rush of catharsis, so it's hard to take it all in. I've read it many, many times, and I still have no idea what it means. I know that it's wonderful, and I know that I love it, but I couldn't tell you what on earth it's about, nor why I like it so much. I think it's the frailty that comes through even though it is an assault. I think it's because I become too interested in people's lives and this man had a particularly interesting one. I think it's because it's one of the most brilliant things ever written.

Everything is a chore this week. I can't work and I can't cook and I can't sleep. I can't wait for the weekend when things will be good. I might also stop being a whingey cow, because who can be moody on a Friday night? Particularly when this Friday night holds the promise of dressing up like an old lady and drinking gin. Actually, this could be most Friday nights. Sigh...

the people's king.

It's only ruddy Tuesday, and to celebrate, I thought I'd write one of these. I hope that you are well and not too disheartened by the horrid weather and horrid-er goings on in the world.

There is lots of lovely music around at the moment, and exciting people are releasing exciting things! Obviously I have to talk about Radiohead. King of Limbs sort of came from nowhere, and though I am still holding out for its physical release (I am a CD junkie), I have of course had a few listens online. I have always preferred trippy, pretty Radiohead to the more electronicy stuff, but this is good. Good but not astounding. It has promises of brilliance, but doesn't quite follow through. I'm hoping it's a grower, but I'm fairly sure it's not going to be a classic in my mind.

Next up, the wonderful Conor (because what would this blog be without him!?) who has come up trumps with a rather spectacular album The People's Key. I am obviously biased because Bright Eyes are my favourite thing since they made those slippers that you can microwave, but this album is really rather good. If you like music for its feel-good factor, you should probably listen to Beach House or Clarensau instead, because this album isn't exactly uplifting. But then uplifting Bright Eyes wouldn't be Bright Eyes at all, would it? It's almost a bit poppy, very easy to listen to, funny, sweet, sad and (most importantly) better than all Oberst's solo work put together. So yes, I am a fan.

It's not new anymore, but The Suburbs by the magnificent Arcade fire is, in short, phenomenal. I still like Funeral best, but this is now their third brilliant album, so I think they are now officially a brilliant band. I'm pretty sure that's how it works...

What would we do without music? Life would be so grey.

Foo Fighters - Rope Lyrics

Foo Fighters - Rope Lyrics

This indecision got me climbing up the walls
I’ve been cheating gravity and waiting on the falls
How did this come over me, I thought I was above it all
Our hopes gone up in smoke, swallow your crown

On a kiss, I thought I’d save my breath for you
On a kiss, I thought I’d save my breath for you

Give me some rope I’m coming loose, I’m hanging on you
Give me some rope I’m coming loose, I’m pulling for you now
Give me some rope I’m coming, out of my head, into the clear when you, go, I come loose

These premonitions got me crying up a storm

Leave your condition, this position does no harm

On a kiss, I thought I’d save my breath for you
On a kiss, I thought I’d save my breath for you

Give me some rope I’m coming loose, I’m hanging on you
Give me some rope I’m coming loose, I’m pulling for you now
Give me some rope I’m coming, out of my head, into the clear when you, go, I come loose
[Foo Fighters - Rope Lyrics on http://lyricslike.blogspot.com]

Give me some rope I’m coming loose, I’m hanging on you
Give me some rope I’m coming loose, I’m pulling for you now
Give me some rope I’m coming, out of my head, into the clear when you, go, I come loose

Max Pela - Uhuru Afrika NYE Fete

Tracklist

01. Jon Cutler Ft. Blackfoot U Ahk - Elevate (Victor Casimir's Boom Tune Mix)
02. Dagui Rodann & Timothee Milton - Eternal Love (Fabrizio Ortella Lyon Vocal Treatment)
03. 100 Zulu Warriors & Roland Clark - 100 Zulu Warriors (Black Coffee Vocal Mix)
04. Luciano - Africa Sweat (Original Mix)
05. ????
06. DJ Gregory and Gregor Salto - Canoa
07. Luciano - Los Ninos De Fuera (Original Mix)
08. ????
09. ????
10. Dennis Ferrer Feat. Bola Belo - Dem People Go! (Lips Spoiled Dub)
11. Djeff & Silyvi - Tambuleno
12. Morra DeRey & The Heavy Quarterz Ft. Mfalme - Roho Yango (Jaso Moke Mix)

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Sade - Soldier Of Love Lyrics

Sade - Soldier Of Love Lyrics

I've lost the use of my heart
But I'm still alive
Still looking for the life
The endless pool on the other side
It's a wild wild west
I'm doing my best

I'm at the borderline of my faith,
I'm at the hinterland of my devotion
In the frontline of this battle of mine
But I'm still alive

I'm a soldier of love.
Every day and night
I'm soldier of love
All the days of my life

I've been torn up inside (oh!)
I've been left behind (oh!)
So I ride
I have the will to survive

In the wild wild west,
Trying my hardest
Doing my best
To stay alive

I am love's soldier!

I wait for the sound
(oooh oohhh)

[Sade - Soldier Of Love Lyrics on http://lyricslike.blogspot.com]
I know that love will come (that love will come)
Turn it all around

I'm a soldier of love (soldier of love)
Every day and night
I'm a soldier of love
All the days of my life

I am lost
But I don't doubt (oh!)
So I ride
I have the will to survive

In the wild wild west,
Trying my hardest
Doing my best
To stay alive

I am love's soldier!

I wait for the sound

I know that love will come
I know that love will come
Turn it all around

I'm a soldier of love
I'm a soldier

Still waiting for love to come
Turn it all around
(4x)

I'm a soldier of love
I'm a soldier

Still waiting for love to come
Turn it all around
(3x)

Still waiting for love to come

Them Crooked Vultures - New Fang Lyrics

Them Crooked Vultures - New Fang Lyrics

New fang, no thang
Had it made, to parade
Found a sucker now I want another
Stand up, step aside, open wide
Hanging out and on until the feeling's gone
Want to? Yes, I do. Want to learn
Taking turns getting carpet burns
Loose lips, lipstick spit. Come and go
I think it's both, I gotta know

Sometimes you break a finger on the upper hand
I think you've got me confused for a better man
Sometimes you break a finger on the upper hand
Said you got me confused, ah
I ain't a better man...

No slack, Cadillac, couldn't quit
Gums flap, so, here's your teeth back
Accept what I left far behind

In a time when my mind was like land-mine
Tailgate by the lake, too much, too young
Every button's gonna come undone
Tightrope, no joke.There's nothing left
So you've gone baroque

Sometimes you break a finger on the upper hand
Said you've got me confused with a better man
Sometimes you break a finger on the upper hand
Know you got me confused
[Them Crooked Vultures - New Fang Lyrics on http://lyricslike.blogspot.com]

New fang passing over
No more waiting around, no
New fang passing over
No more waiting around, no
New fang, new fang
Ain't gonna wait, no
New fang, new, ah
Ain't gonna wait no more

John Legend & The Roots - Shine Lyrics

John Legend & The Roots - Shine Lyrics

They wait to plead their case, unknown cast aside
I love to see their face, can we spare the light?
Are we afraid to see the prisoners of yesterday?
These beautiful minds, trapped inside
Bring them back to life

Let them shine
Let them shine on
Let them shine
Let them shine on

So dark, but I see sparks, if we don't snuff them out
We gotta light them flame, let them speak their name
Let them reach up to the clouds
Can't eat if we don't feed them
Can't read if we don't teach them
There's no line if we just hide them
Don't just let them die

Let them shine
Let them shine on
Let them shine
Let them shine on

Stars flicker in the distance, lonely out in space
They sing out when we're not listening, because we don't see their face
We can let them die, we can make them high
Hold the little miracles that live inside
Let them shine

Let them shine
Let them shine on
Let them live
Let them shine on
Let them read on
Let them shine on
Let them grow
Let them shine on
Come on, let them love
Come on, let them love
Come on, let them love
Yeah Yeah
Let them love

[John Legend & The Roots - Shine Lyrics on http://lyricslike.blogspot.com]
Hold them close, let them know they'll get through the night
Ordinary people could be a hero, don't blow out the light
Let them shine
Let them shine on
Let them shine
Let them shine on
Yeah Yeah Yeah
Let them shine on

you can stand under my umbrella ♥

Right, so it's Valentine's day. I bet you're all thinking that I'm about to go off on some bitter tirade about this stomach-churning, pernicious money maker, but that would be a little bit too obvious, wouldn't it? Besides, this year I'm not feeling all that resentful. I don't actually mind this day that much, though I'm sure this comes as a surprise. I do not think, however, that February 14th should be a day for smug couples, but a day for declaring our secret love (in an anonymous, harmless kind of way) through the medium of shitty cards like we did in first school.

So in celebration rather than derision of this weird concept, I give you my top ten love songs of all time.

1. The Kinks - Lola - A song about falling for someone who is wrong for you (in this case a transvestite with a preference for young boys who have "never kissed a woman before". Genius.).
2. Jeff Buckley - Lover, you should have come over - A song about painful youth and the uncertainty and intensity of adolescent love. Probably. It's well good, anyway...
3. Adele - Someone like you - Because I love it more than most things in the world. It's about habouring feelings for a man who no longer feels the same (we've all been there). Don't listen to the album version, because it is a pile of poo. Opt instead for the Jools Holland live version and you will be weeping into your overpriced roses in no time. 
4. Bon Iver - Skinny Love - Harrowing and heart-wrenching (just like every good love song should be).
5. Aqualung - Strange and beautiful - Creepy. In a sweet way...
6. Maccabees - Love you better - "I will love you better". A desperate plea from a spurned lover - excellent stuff.
7. Bloc Party - Flux - "We were hoping for some romance, all we found was more despair". It's probably the most upbeat song in my CD collection because of its 'fuck it' sort of attitude. It never fails to make me smile. And dance. But mostly smile.
8. Rhianna - Umbrella - Who needs intricate, poetic lyrics when it can all be summarised in the selfless act of letting someone stand under your umbrella (ella, ella, eh, eh...)
9. Coldplay - Shiver - Before he met Gwyneth and got all smug. I bet they are having a sickening Valentine's day.
10. Joy Division - Love will tear us apart - mmhmm.   

So happy Valentine's day, everybody! I will be spending my evening having a roast dinner with my mother and my sister, both of whom will be seething because they cannot be with their boyfriends tonight. Teehee... 

Orianthi - Courage Lyrics

Orianthi - Courage Lyrics

Take all my vicious words
And turn them into something good
Take all my preconceptions
And let the truth be understood

Take all my prized possessions
Leave only what I need
Take all my pieces of doubt
And let me be what's underneath

Courage is when you're afraid
But you keep on moving anyway
Courage is when you're in pain
But you keep on living anyway

We all have excuses why
Living in fear something in us dies
Like a bird with broken wings
It's not how high he flies but the song he sings

Courage is when you're afraid
But you keep on moving anyway
Courage is when you're in pain
But you keep on living anyway

[Orianthi - Courage Lyrics on http://lyricslike.blogspot.com]
It's not how many times you've been knocked down
It's how many times you get back up
Courage is when you've lost your way
But you find your strength anyway

Courage is when you're afraid
Courage is when it all seems gray
Courage is when you make a change
And you keep on living anyway

You keep on moving anyway
You keep on giving anyway
You keep on loving anyway

Parade - Louder Lyrics

Parade - Louder Lyrics

This could be like Romeo Juliet
A tender love we won’t regret
I feel the way you’re feeling to
But baby I need more volume

I need to hear your heart go boom
If we’re going to rock it rock the room
Do it as bad as injected
Baby don’t whisper what you’re saying

Just imagine us now but with a little more power
We’d be thundering
We could make it so hot
And we’d be living it up so tell me one thing

Turn it up (x4)
Turn it up louder louder louder
Turn it up louder louder louder
Hold that bass under my feet
Feel that rhythm you won’t be beat
Turn it up louder louder louder
Turn it up boy boy turn it up boy (x4)

I gotta get a rush so I need to say your love is dangerous
But now you’re pushing zero on the meter
So go connect your body to a speaker ooh

I need emotion
You don’t need to worry about caution
I wanna push your level to distraction
I wouldn’t really care much unless cause I can handle handle this
[Parade - Louder Lyrics on http://lyricslike.blogspot.com]

Just imagine us now but with a little more power
We’d be thundering
We could make it so hot
And we’d be living it up so tell me one thing

Turn it up (x4)
Turn it up louder louder louder
Turn it up louder louder louder
Hold that bass under my feet
Feel that rhythm you won’t be beat
Turn it up louder louder louder
Turn it up boy boy turn it up boy (x4)

remus and liz and mini with one 'n'...

I haven't as such been out today, so I thought I'd compensate by writing a brilliantly political post about the situation in Egypt, perhaps, or the ongoing drought in China, or even Berlusconi's latest little pickle. But THEN I found out that Elizabeth Taylor has been rushed to hospital with congestive heart failure, so I thought I'd write about that instead. I am no doctor, but I know that heart failure is never exactly good. I have always had a strange fascination with Liz. She was my iPod's namesake until I washed her (my new iPod is named Remus Lupin). So Liz, please don't die. I would miss you and your scary, scary face.

Over the past couple of days, I have been watching Skins. I always managed to resist before, but I cracked. Don't judge me, I'm home and I'm bored. My verdict? It's... okay. I do like it, and it's not too in-your-face or too tear-filled. Plus it's filled with pretty people who have lives much more interesting and shallow than my own. So while there are many things I prefer floating around on the box at the moment, this is a good way to pass some time while sipping tea at home alone on a Friday night. Just kidding. The dog was here. I've made my choice in life...

Okay, so I usually link to a nice little song at the bottom of a post, but today I give you the video that completely transformed my mood earlier. Life can be complicated, but thank God we always have videos of animals doing funny things to cheer us up...

Jennifer Hudson - I Remember Me Lyrics

Jennifer Hudson - I Remember Me Lyrics

You said when the storm came
That you would be there with your umbrella to block the rain
And you said you'd protect me
From heartache, pain, lies, loneliness, and misery
You said you'd tear down the walls that were in my way
You promised things would be okay
And I stood there in the freezing cold
And I waited for you, but you never showed

Where you at? Oh, where you at? Oh,where you at?
Boy you say would be here for me
Where you at? (Where you at?)
Where you at? (Where you at?)
Where you at? (Where you at?)

Now you said you go to church
Stop slanging, find a real job, and go to work
And you say you stay out of the streets
And spend more time with me
Take away my doubts and fears and fulfill my dreams
You said you'd be that shoulder for my eyes to cry on
Said you would be that one that I could depend on
And I stood there in the freezing cold
And I waited for you, but you never showed

Where you at? (Where you at?)
Where you at? (Where you at?)
Where you at?
Boy you say would be here for me
Where you at? (Where)
Where you at? (Where you at?)
Where you at? (Where you at?)

And oh false promises is much like fake named
You painted a picture for me but there was no frame
You made my future look bright and I believed every word
I went to sleep on the clouds and woke up in the dirt
And now I'm without shelter and the wind is blowing
You say you'd be there for me boy when the tough got going
Said if weapons draw, you'd stand in front of me
Whenever I fell trapped, said you'd be the one to set me free
Thought you were my hero
But as it turns out you a no show
Tell me where

Where you at? ( you at?)
Where you at? (Where you at babe?)
Where you at?
Oh you said would be there for me
Where you at? (Where you at?)
Where you at? (Baby where you at?)
Where you at?
You said you'd be right there for me
[Jennifer Hudson - I Remember Me Lyrics on http://lyricslike.blogspot.com]

Where you at? (And i cant)
Where you at? (See)
Where you at? (See, See)
Where you at? (See)
Where you at?
You'd said you'd be right there for me

Big Sean - My Last (feat. Chris Brown) Lyrics

Big Sean - My Last (feat. Chris Brown) Lyrics

[Chris Brown]
Hands up in the air
I just want the
I just want the baddest bitch in the world
Right here on my lap

And I’mma hit this drink up like it’s my last
I’mma hit this night up like it’s my last
I’mma I’mma hmm hmm, like it’s my last (boi)
Swear I’mma, swear I’mma get it like
Like I never had it at all all all all, all all all all
Like I never had it at all all all all, all all all all

[Big Sean]
Ok, now where that alcohol
You aint even got to ask
Cause I’mma drink it all like, like its my last
She a 7 in the face, but a 10 in the ass
She even look better by the end of my glass
See I just walked in fresher than the shirts off in this muthf-cka
Ima need a bad broad to twirk off in this muthaf-cka
I’mma go hard till it hurts off in this muthaf-cka
I’mma ball so you gotta work off in this muthaf-cka
The work, and I can get you anything you want
I could, I could, I could put you on
See you look like Beyonce so do it like Beyon…
Do it like Beyonce and put it on Sean
Grind hard but a got a lot to show for it
Always had drive like I had to chauffeur it
My team’s so true we should get a camera crew
To follow us around and make a show for us

[Chris Brown - Hook]
And I’mma hit this drink up like it’s my last
I’mma hit this night up like it’s my last
I’mma I’mma hmm hmm, like it’s my last (boi)
Swear I’mma, swear I’mma get it like
Like I never had it at all all all all, all all all all
Like I never had it at all all all all, all all all all

[Big Sean - Verse 2]
Now, I’mma fill this glass up like it’s my last
I’mma do, do it, like its my last
I’mma spend this cash up like it’s my last
And I’mma make it last, like it’s my last
And I’m gone, can’t remember where I am
But she forget about her man when they tell her who I am
And they introduce my fan
Now she all up in space
All all up in my face like you remember who I am
Since I signed the con’, I’m Louie Vuitton shine
Up in Benny Han Han eating all the Wonton
Rose rose over a little Chandon
Put her hands down my pants now she rocking Sean John
Man I just ended up on everybody guestlist
I’m just doing better than what everybody projected
Knew that I’d be here so if you asked me how I feel
I’mma just tell you, its everything that I expected
Boi, boi

[Chris Brown]
Hands up in the air
(One time for the West side, let me see them hands..)
Hands up in the air
(Two times if you love GOOD Music)
Hands up in the air
(And three times for the baddest chick in the World who got her hands up in the air)
Hands up in the air

[Chris Brown - Hook]
And I’mma hit this drink up like it’s my last
I’mma hit this night up like it’s my last
I’mma I’mma umm umm, like it’s my last (boi)
Swear I’mma, swear I’mma get it like
Like I never had it at all all all all, all all all all
Like I never had it at all all all all, all all all all

[Bridge]
Big ass bottles, Big Ice buckets
I work too hard to be ballin’ on a budget
Me and my people do it big out in public cause
Cause if you don’t do it big, you aint doing nothing
[Big Sean - My Last (feat. Chris Brown) Lyrics on http://lyricslike.blogspot.com]

[Chris Brown - Hook]

Duffy - My Boy Lyrics

Duffy - My Boy Lyrics

I'm his lover not his mother
Why you starin' at each other?
What's your problem?
I'm not his keeper, I'm his teacher
Ho, 'n it goes deeper
What's your problem?

I can't control these feelings I have inside
I had to let go, let go of my pride
Age is a number
Don't steal my thunder
Can't love no other, other, other

You're my boy,
Keepin' you inside so they don't see that you're my boy
Keepin' you inside so they don't see that you're my boy
Keepin' you inside so they don't see that you're my boy
[Duffy - My Boy Lyrics on http://lyricslike.blogspot.com]
My boy, my boy!

Where's the blame, where's the shame?
We're just two hearts come together
What's your problem?
He's not a boy, not a toy
He's man enough to understand
What's your problem?

I can't control these feelings I have inside
I had to let go, let go of my prize
Age is a number
Don't steal my thunder
I can't love no other, other, other

You're my boy,
Keepin' you inside so they don't see that you're my boy
Keepin' you inside so they don't see that you're my boy
Keepin' you inside so they don't see that you're my boy
My boy, my boy!

Don't mind tellin' you baby, she says he's my boy
My boy, my boy ...

Yes, you're my boy,
Keepin' you inside so they don't see that you're my boy
Keepin' you inside so they don't see that you're my boy
Keepin' you inside so they don't see that you're my boy
My boy, my boy!

Christina Aguilera - Somebody's Somebody Lyrics

Christina Aguilera - Somebody's Somebody Lyrics

Watchin lovers walkin'
Hand in hand they pass me by
Wish I was one of them
Wish I had somebody
Wakin' up beside me
Looking into my eyes at night
I want a love to call my own
I want someone that I can hold
Want someone wanting me
Wanna feel how it feels to be

[Chorus:]
Somebody's somebody
Someone's someone
Some sweet lover's lover
I wanna be that one
Someone faithful to someone faithful
Someone kind to someone kind to me
Somebody to somebody who loves me
Who loves me

[Christina Aguilera - Somebody's Somebody Lyrics on http://lyricslike.blogspot.com]
Spending all of my time
Spending all my time on me
Where is that someone who
I can give my time to
Searching for that lover
With the love that will change my life
I want two arms to hold me close
I want the thing I need the most
Somebody needing me
So I can feel how it feels to be

[Chorus]

What I'm looking for
Is someone to love me more
Than I've been loved before
With love so right
What I need to find
Is someone to hold me tight
What I mean is i want to be

[Chorus]

Somebody's somebody
Somebody's somebody
Somebody's somebody
Somebody's somebody
I wish I was
Somebody's baby

[Repeat To Fade Out]

Lady GaGa - Born This Way Lyrics

Lady GaGa - Born This Way Lyrics

It doesn't matter if you love him, or capital H-I-M
Just put your paws up
'Cause you were Born This Way, baby

My mama told me when I was young
We are all born superstars

She rolled my hair and put my lipstick on
In the glass of her boudoir

"There's nothin' wrong with lovin' who you are"
She said, "'Cause he made you perfect, babe"
"So hold your head up, girl and you you'll go far,
listen to me when I say"

I'm beautiful in my way,
'Cause God makes no mistakes
I'm on the right track, baby
I was Born This Way

Don't hide yourself in regret,
Just love yourself and you're set
I'm on the right track, baby
I was Born This Way

Ooo, there ain't no other way
Baby, I was Born This Way
Baby, I was Born This Way
Ooo, there ain't other way
Baby, I was Born-
I'm on the right track, baby
I was Born This Way

Don't be a drag, just be a queen
Don't be a drag, just be a queen
Don't be a drag, just be a queen
Don't be!

Give yourself prudence
And love your friends
Subway kid, rejoice your truth

In the religion of the insecure
I must be myself, respect my mouth

A different lover is not a sin
Believe capital H-I-M (Hey, Hey, Hey)
I love my life, I love this record and
Mi amore vole fe yah (Love needs faith)

I'm beautiful in my way,
'Cause God makes no mistakes
I'm on the right track, baby
I was Born This Way

Don't hide yourself in regret,
Just love yourself and you're set

I'm on the right track, baby
I was Born This Way

Ooo, there ain't no other way
Baby, I was Born This Way
Baby, I was Born This Way
Ooo, there ain't other way
Baby, I was Born-
I'm on the right track, baby
I was Born This Way

Don't be a drag, just be a queen
Don't be a drag, just be a queen
Don't be a drag, just be a queen
Don't be!

Don't be drag, just be a queen
Whether you're broke or evergreen
You're black, white, beige, chola descent
You're lebanese, you're orient
Whether life's disabilities
Left you outcast, bullied or teased
Rejoice and love yourself today
'Cause baby, you were Born This Way

No matter gay, straight or bi
Lesbian, transgendered life
I'm on the right track, baby
I was born to survive
No matter black, white or beige
Chola or orient made
I'm on the right track, baby
I was born to be brave

I'm beautiful in my way,
'Cause God makes no mistakes
I'm on the right track, baby
I was Born This Way

Don't hide yourself in regret,
Just love yourself and you're set
I'm on the right track, baby
I was Born This Way

I was Born This Way, hey!
I was Born This Way, hey!
I'm on the right track, baby
I was Born This Way, hey!
[Lady GaGa - Born This Way Lyrics on http://lyricslike.blogspot.com]

I was Born This Way, hey!
I was Born This Way, hey!
I'm on the right track, baby
I was Born This Way, hey!

all about the fire in your life on the evening news...

There is blossom on some of the trees, therefore, it is Spring. As a result, I bought a flowery dress today. I will probably not be able to wear it for some months, so it will sit in my wardrobe [floor] and I will forget I ever bought it. How exciting though!

I am writing this on the floor of the lounge in the house my mother owns in Wolverley. I spent the day getting my hair cut and shopping in Birmingham - what a girl! Haircuts are always so blooming awkward. Maybe this is just me because I'm a bit of a socially inept being, but I never know how to act. First, there is the haggling over the amount of hair for the chop. I wanted lots and lots cut off because I'm spontaneous like that, but the silly man talked me out of it in his passive-aggressively persuasive, pretty way, so I only had quite a lot chopped off. It looks irritatingly good - I hate that he was right. Next comes the awkward hair washing 'can he see up my nose?', 'should I keep my eyes open?' 'do we really have to talk about the X-factor?' phase of the game. Then you're made to feel like a terrible person for buying shampoo from Tesco rather than paying twenty quid for a bottle of organic-nourishing-split-end-busting super hair redeemer. You are offered a cup of tea, but there never seems to be a convenient moment to lean forward and pick it up, so it sits and goes cold and separatey. Hairdressers always seem to think you want to discuss your personal life with them. And then they tell you about theirs! And then suddenly you're entangled in a bitter tale of heartbreak and despair, and all you can bring yourself to say is 'Erm, I'm sure she'll come round eventually'. It's a minefield. Honestly.

I have something exciting to tell you. I will be spending the next academic year in Rome. The very thought of this is enough to fill me with dread and fear and excitement and dread. I completely backtracked on my 'small town' plan, because - well why the hell not? Rome happened to be under subscribed, and I couldn't resist. It will very possibly destroy me, but there is a teeny tiny chance that I will come back in July skinny, tanned, fluent and sickeningly stylish. I can dream...

I plan to spend the next few days drinking tea and reading beautiful prose by Jon Mcgregor. The house will be empty and my tummy will be full. It's going to be immense. It's been a bit of a shitty week lacking in sleep and abundant in alcohol. I am feeling the effects.

Yesterday, I had a slightly spiritual musical experience. But not really. But sort of. I borrowed Cait's iPod and rediscovered Paul Simon's 'Graceland'. I realise I'm completely ridding myself of any dignity I had left by writing about this, but honesty is key. The thing is, it was always one of our 'car tapes' when we were little, and it turns out that I still know every word. 'Crazy Love' is a genuinely brilliant song. Honestly.

Stanfour - Sail On Lyrics

Stanfour - Sail On Lyrics

You – oh you can’t see the light
No you can’t see the light
Your world – your world´s so frail
Oh oh

But wait – too late to agonize
Over what could have been
It’s our fate
Just keep your head up high tonight
[Stanfour - Sail On Lyrics on http://lyricslike.blogspot.com]

You sailed on for so long
Waited for so long
Save yourself tonight
Save yourself tonight
You sailed on for so long
Don’t break just sail on
Save yourself tonight
Save yourself tonight

You are chasing truth
The fire burns inside of you
But you wouldn´t know
Oh oh

Cry – I see you cry
I see the same old tears
Are streaming down your face again

You sailed on for so long
Waited for so long
Save yourself tonight
Save yourself tonight
You sailed on for so long
Don’t break just sail on
Save yourself tonight
Save yourself tonight

Chipmunk - Champion (ft. Chris Brown) Lyrics

Chipmunk - Champion (ft. Chris Brown) Lyrics

[Chris Brown]
Some people have to learn
Some people wait their turn
Some people have to fight
Some people give their lives

[Chipmunk]
They wanna hold you back tell 'em pee off
Whenever they say you can't take the c off
I remember when they told me i wouldn't be famous
Now my dream and reality's simultaneous

And, work your own way to the top
If they put you on a pedestal, they can take you off
And there's a higher level than the top
You gotta make more, don't make do with what you got

Yeah, so go and get it in sunny
Not everybody get's a second chance at getting money
Or even getting lucky,
So you gotta fill the hunger in your tummy

[Chris Brown]
I'm always pushing myself to the limit
Making sure I stay ahead
You made me who I am
From the words you said

Some people have to learn
Some people wait their turn
Some people, but not me
I was born champion

Some people have to fight
Some people give their lives
Some people don't believe
But I was born a champion

But I was born a champion
But I was born a champion

This gon' be the realist shit I ever wrote
Off the records, no cameras forget a quote
Some of my family doing good, most doing dope
I'm from Virginia where they hang them nigga's by a rope

I used to see my momma getting beat down
Is that the real definition of me now?
I fell off, back on my feet now
Heading to the sky, can't even see down

Award shows, I pour my heart out
And people still study trynna point my flaws out
And I be lying if I say it ain't get to me
But I'm a champion, legend, history

I'm always pushing myself to the limit
Making sure I stay ahead
You made me who I am
From the words you said

Some people have to learn
Some people wait their turn
Some people, but not me
I was born champion

Some people have to fight
Some people give their lives
Some people don't believe
But I was born a champion

But I was born a champion
But I was born a champion

[Chipmunk]
Ok, no one wants to help, I guess you're on your own
Build the foundation with the bricks they've thrown.
In a black and white world true colours show
Change if you want, everybody grows

And life's like an ill, but try an' get a hold
Opinions ain't facts take 'em in an' let 'em go
You made me who I am
From the words you said

[Chris Brown]
Some people have to learn
Some people wait their turn
Some people, but not me
I was born champion

Some people have to fight
Some people give their lives
Some people don't believe
But I was born a champion

Some people have to learn
Some people wait their turn
Some people, but not me
I was born champion.
Some people have to fight
Some people give their lives
Some people don't believe
But I was born a champion
[Chipmunk - Champion (ft. Chris Brown) Lyrics on http://lyricslike.blogspot.com]

But I was born a champion
But was born a champion

Paso Doble - Mélomane Global House Guest

 Set With Justin Imperiale & Cabana Records on Qhradio.

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Paso Doble - Mélomane Body & Soul

Time to share some African Quality Vibration on tha Best QhRadio Show.

Tracklist:

1) DJ Mbuso - Thinking Of You
2) Amadou et Mariam - Je Pense a Toi (D'oké rework)
3) Trigo - Lerato (Infinite Boys Cabasa Mix)
4) Priss - On My Way (PolyRhythm Journey Mix)
6) Bule ft Mbu - I Cant Wait
7) Zakes Bantwini - Nomathemba
8) Nu Town Soul - ***** (Elkah dub mix)
9) ****
10) Paso Doble ft. Amera Light - ***** (***** Mix)
11) DJ Small Jon - Marimba SoulB

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Nicole Scherzinger - Cold Lyrics

Nicole Scherzinger - Cold Lyrics

I’m missing a piece of the puzzle
This time I know we’re in trouble
You got me spinning in circles
And wondering where did the love go
You’re not the man I used to know
Can we go back to before?
When you had my heart in your soul

Oooh, oooh, cold
Ooh, oh there’s something cold
It feels like you don’t love me anymore
Oh, oooh, and it’s starting to show
It feels like you don’t love me anymore

The mercury’s reaching a new low
Falling like leaves when the wind blows
How did it all chill so quickly?
We were the ones who were meant to be
I’m frozen I can’t let you go
I’m stuck on the same song
Do you feel anything at all?

Oooh, oooh, cold
Ooh, oh there’s something cold
It feels like you don’t love me anymore
Oh, oooh, and it’s starting to show
It feels like you don’t love me anymore
And it’s cold, there’s something cold
It feels like you don’t love me anymore
Oh, oooh, and it’s starting to show
It feels like you don’t love me anymore

Just got my feet back on the ground
Ice cracks and now I’m falling down-down-down
Can’t give much more ’cause you just take
Everything good until it breaks
Baby, baby, baby, baby, ooh, baby…
Ooh, baby, ooh, baby, where do you go?

Cold
Ooh, oh there’s something cold
It feels like you don’t love me anymore
Oh, oooh, and it’s starting to show
It feels like you don’t love me anymore
And it’s cold
Ooh, oh there’s something cold
It feels like you don’t love me anymore
Oh, oooh, and it’s starting to show
[Nicole Scherzinger - Cold Lyrics on http://lyricslike.blogspot.com]

It feels like you don’t love me anymore
It feels like you don’t love me anymore
It feels like you don’t love me anymore
It feels like you don’t love me anymore
It feels like you don’t love me anymore

School Gyrls - Something Like A Party Lyrics

School Gyrls - Something Like A Party Lyrics

Just give me a beat
That's all I need is a beat
Nothing more than a beat

(Chorus)
La da dada da la da da dadadada ooooo
I's something like a party
La da dada da la da da dadadada ooooo
I'm inviting everybody

DJ keep it comin'
DJ keep it keep it comin'
When the speakers starts to thumpin
Everybody starts to jump in

Cuz we all up in here
Our hands up in the air a-singing
La da da dadadada ooooo

I know you think
This song is about ya
It's all about me myself
And I'm coming out a

Where my people at
You in the front and in the back

Stop the beat lemme get a clap
That's what I'm talkin bout yeahh

I'm gunna give you what you been missing
And I know I'm the thing that you really need (oh woah oh oh)

I wanna know if you're ready for what
I've got in store
If you know the words then sing

(Chorus)

Now 8 and up above is coming out on the floor
That's why I decided to give yall what you want

Just a little more
People say they want some more

They're sick of this
Well I'm the cure
That's what I'm talkin bout yeah

I'm gunna give you what you been missing
And I know I'm the thing that you really need (oh woah oh oh)
[School Gyrls - Something Like A Party Lyrics on http://lyricslike.blogspot.com]

I wanna know if you're all ready for what
I've got in store
If you know the words then sing

(Chorus)

This song is never ending
So stop pretending
Like you've forgotten any of the words

Get a clue
So easy to do
Now I want everyone to sing

You should all know my melody
Goes a little something like

(Chorus)

dearest.

Let's stop sending each other messages on Facebook. Write a letter. Stamps don't cost much, and handwritten post is always nice to receive. It's nice to find a letter waiting when you get home, recognising the familiar scrawl on the envelope and reading the meandering thoughts of a friend set down on paper. I've already cajoled one unsuspecting person into corresponding with me in this way, but send me something! Send something, and I will always reply (which cannot be said for any other form of communication). A letter, unlike an email, can never be deleted.

I am saddened by the anti-Islamic protest march happening today. The English Defence League demonstrated today under the thinly veiled premise of targeting fundamentalism, but no good can possibly come of these tensions, which are surely more likely to encourage extremism than combat it. I'm struggling to write this paragraph from an objective viewpoint, without just ranting and being cross. I'm not sure it's even possible. I just can't fathom this country sometimes, and I hope that this shameful hatred ceases rather than gaining momentum. The world is a scary place.

My wonderful friend Eilish is soon to be married. I feel like if every betrothed couple was like Eilish and Bob, I would have no reservations whatsoever about the institution of marriage, and I know they will be very happy. She is the macaroni to his cheese.

I have an exam on Monday, and I have to learn seven hundred and twenty three prepositions... probably. The sad fact of the matter though, is that I simply cannot be arsed. Somebody motivate me. That would be lovely.

cause a scene.

I overslept and missed my Italian verb quiz today because I stayed up too late... learning verbs. What a noob. Therefore, to cheer myself up I decided to write a blog post.

This week promises to be full of stress and general melodramatic woe as deadline(s) loom and exam(s) approach. This time next week however, I will be full of glee and general merriment because I will have got my horrid exam out of the way and written my horrid essay (probably) and it will very nearly almost be reading week! It couldn't come at a more opportune moment. I really truly need the break, and will spend the week thinking about starting reading and watching Sex and the City. At least I'm a realist...

I have been listening to Salteens a lot lately. My normal approach here would be to embed a video, but Youtube doesn't seem to have heard of them , so I'll give you the Spotify link. And if you don't have spotify, there's really not much more I can do to help you. Your life will probably be okay without them, I just think they're quite good.

I can't be certain, but I think my wonderful friend Jess is coming to stay tonight. Since she moved to Bristol in August, I've seen her a grand total of three times. I miss the days when we spent all of our time in the little languages staffroom at school. She would sit and work and I would fall asleep under the table, only waking up when I smelled one of her delicious meals being reheated in the microwave. She was always so enviably good at life.

Gosh this is old.

These protests in Egypt make our little student backlash look somewhat measley and half-hearted. I will not go on to write a massive piece of argumentative prose, because there are many people who understand the situation much better than I do (and many people who are more adept at writing argumentative prose). Anyway, the thing is, what I really mean is that I'm glad it has received the coverage it deserved, I am saddened by the loss of human life, I am impressed at the resilience of these freedom fighters. Scary though, isn't it?

I leave you with this extract from a beautiful piece of journalism in Saturday's Guardian

"In the narrow side streets protesters regrouped, wellwishers on their balconies threw down water for those with streaming eyes from the tear gas. “Wake up Egypt, your silence is killing us,” came the yells from below."