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Gotta love the classics - as relevant today as it was way back then





What's going on?

Mother, mother
There's too many of you crying
Brother, brother, brother
There's far too many of you dying
You know we've got to find a way
To bring some lovin' here today, eheh
Father, father
We don't need to escalate
You see, war is not the answer
For only love can conquer hate
You know we've got to find a way
To bring some lovin' here today, oh oh oh
Picket lines and picket signs
Don't punish me with brutality
Talk to me, so you can see
Oh, what's going on
What's going on
Yeah, what's going on
Ah, what's going on
In the mean time
Right on, baby
Right on brother
Right on babe
Mother, mother, everybody thinks we're wrong
Oh, but who are they to judge us
Simply 'cause our hair is long
Oh, you know we've got to find a way
... To bring some understanding here today Oh oh oh
Picket lines and picket signs
Don't punish me with brutality
C'mon talk to me
So you can see
What's going on
Yeah, what's going on
Tell me what's going on
I'll tell you what's going on, ooh ooo ooo ooo
Right on baby
Right on baby
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amazing lyrics by an amazing woman with amazing vocals ;)

These are all random..

this is an older tune The O'Jays - Back Stabbers

classic!




Move on up

Hush now child, and don't you cry
Your folks might understand you, by and by
Move on up, toward your destination
You may find from time to time
Complication
Bight your lip, and take a trip
Though there may be wet road ahead
And you cannot slip
So move on up for peace will find
Into the steeple of beautiful people
Where there's only one kind
So hush now child, and don't you cry
Your folks might understand you, by and by
Move on up, and keep on wishing
Remember your dream is your only scheme
So keep on pushing
Take nothing less, than the second best
Do not obey, you must keep your say
You can past the test
Just move on up, to a greater day
With just a little faith
If you put your mind to it you can surely do it
Just move on up
Move on up
But move on up
Oh child, but just move on up
But move on up
Move on up

of course DRAKE will be part of my list ;)

and of course ...



Living For The City
A boy is born in hard time Mississippi
Surrounded by four walls that ain't so pretty
His parents give him love and affection
To keep him strong moving in the right direction
Living just enough, just enough for the city...ee ha!

His father works some days for fourteen hours
And you can bet he barely makes a dollar
His mother goes to scrub the floor for many
And you'd best believe she hardly gets a penny
Living just enough, just enough for the city...yeah

His sister's black but she is sho 'nuff pretty
Her skirt is short but Lord her legs are sturdy
To walk to school she's got to get up early
Her clothes are old but never are they dirty
Living just enough, just enough for the city...um hum

Her brother's smart he's got more sense than many
His patience's long but soon he won't have any
To find a job is like a haystack needle
... Cause where he lives they don't use colored people
Living just enough, just enough for the city...
Living just enough...
For the city...ooh,ooh

Interlude

His hair is long, his feet are hard and gritty
He spends his life walking the streets of New York City
He's almost dead from breathing in air pollution
He tried to vote but to him there's no solution
Living just enough, just enough for the city...yeah, yeah, yeah!

I hope you hear inside my voice of sorrow
And that it motivates you to make a better tomorrow
This place is cruel no where could be much colder
If we don't change the world will soon be over
Living just enough, just enough for the city!!!!

La, la, la, la, la, la,
Da Ba Da Da Da Da Da Da
Da Da Da Da Da Da
Da Ba Da Da Da Da Da Da Da
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A great song. But it seemed that every poor persoin in America came either from Georgia, Tennessee, or Mississippi! Ooops! Forgot about Detroit!

I really did not think there were any Hip-Hop / R&B fans on this site but voila :) Thanks for contributing to this list and look forward to more posts. Cheers!

and this ... shut ur mouth



The theme from "Shaft"

Who's the black private d**k
That's a sex machine to all the chicks? (Shaft)
You're damn right
Who is the man that would risk his neck for his brother, man? (Shaft)
Can ya dig it?
Who's the cat that won't cop out when there's danger all about? (Shaft)
Right on
You see this cat Shaft is a bad mother (Shut your mouth)
But I'm talkin' about Shaft (Then we can dig it)
He's a complicated man but no one understands him but his woman (John Shaft)

And from the British band Blue Mink ...



Melting Pot

Take a pinch of white man
Wrap it up in black skin
Add a touch of blue blood
And a little bitty bit of Red Indian boy

Curly Latin kinkies
Mixed with yellow Chinkees
If you lump it all together
Well, you got a recipe for a get along scene
Oh, what a beautiful dream
If it could only come true, you know, you know

What we need is a great big melting pot
Big enough to take the world and all it's got
And keep it stirring for a hundred years or more
And turn out coffee colored people by the score

Rabbis and the Friars
Vishnus and the Gurus
You got the Beatles or the Sun God, it's true
Well, it really doesn't matter what religion you choose
No, no no

Making Lady Favor
Mrs. Graceful
You know that livin' could be tasteful
We should all get together in a lovin' machine
I better call up the Queen
It's only fair that she knows, you know, you know
...
What we need is a great big melting pot
Big enough to take the world and all it's got
And keep it stirring for a hundred years or more
And turn out coffee colored people by the score

What we need, what we need is a great big melting pot
Big enough, big enough, big enough
To take the world and all it's got
And keep it stirring for a hundred years or more
And turn out coffee colored people by the score

What we need is a great big melting pot
Big enough, big enough, big enough
To take the world and all it's got
And keep it stirring for a hundred years or more
And turn out coffee colored people by the score

What we need is a great big melting pot
Big enough, big enough, big enough
To take the world and all it's got
Keep it stirring for a hundred years or more
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Wouldn't be complete without the very relevant ...



Superstition

Very superstitious,
Writing's on the wall,
Very superstitious,
Ladders bout' to fall,
Thirteen month old baby,
Broke the lookin' glass
Seven years of bad luck,
The good things in your past

When you believe in things
That you don't understand,
Then you suffer,
Superstition aint the way

Hey

Very superstitious,
Wash your face and hands,
Rid me of the problem,
Do all that you can,
Keep me in a daydream,
Keep me goin' strong,
You don't wanna save me,
Sad is the soul

When you believe in things
That you don't understand,
Then you suffer,
Superstition ain't the way,
Yeh, yeh

Very superstitious,
Nothin' more to say,
Very superstitious,
The devil's on his way,
Thirteen month old baby,
Broke the lookin' glass,
Seven years of bad luck,
Good things in your past

When you believe in things
... That you don't understand,
Then you suffer,
Superstition ain't the way,
No, no, no
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Excellent posts - keep them coming!

That is what a social /film site is for - NOT drama, gossip and hatred ;)

And to finish off for this evening. Dedicated to all you mothers out there. Don't know if it follows the instructions but I am sure I'll hear if it doesn't.




(No One Knows Me) Like The Piano

No one knows me like the piano in my mother's home
You would show me I have something, some people call a soul
And you drop-topped the sky, oh you arrived when I was three years old
No one knows me like the piano in my mother's home
You know I left, I flew the nest
And you know I won't be long
And in my chest you know me best
And you know I'll be back home
An angel by her side, oh, all the times I knew we couldn't cope
They said that it's her time, no tears in sight, I kept the feelings close
And you took hold of me and never, never, never let me go
'Cause no one knows me like the piano in my mother's home
In my mother's home

(Sampha)

EUNOIA: Yes, I logged out to see what you were posting. I don't normally (as you may be aware) because I don't believe in this pan-blocking that is going on. You have your reasons but, put in simple terms, it is not good. I wanted to make sure that I wasn't posting the same things as you - a type of posting double jeopardy. I actually heard the song "backstabbers" the other day so it wasn't beyond the realms of possibilities.

I also wanted to say I think this is a great idea and I really liked some of your choices, both musically and lyrically. I have always been attracted to strong lyrics in any style be it folk, country, rock, hip hop. Here in Spain we only have the extreme commercial radio (Top 40) or the specialised station (Radio 3) with a lot of politics inbetween.

I really loved the Allesia Cara song - very honest. Although some are a bit strong especially the overuse of n*gga and b*tch. My ear is too sensitive for these terms - in moderation I can live with them.
...
Again, I wish it wasn't like this but this is how it is. Maybe it could get better? There must be a song in that somewhere, ¿no?

Bueno, hasta luego
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How about a bit of 90s girlie R&B?

Room for all

I always liked this song by En Vogue

First off,

Then we have,

& then the almighty,

And a little more...

With the most beautiful,

And then this is my song right here,

And this one reminds me of being a kid

And this one my partner says reminds him of me,


BTW, thanks for sharing Curtis, LOVE LOVE LOVE Curtis!

What's the Use?

You can love it, you can leave it
They'll say you're nothing without it
Don't let them keep you down
What if I don't need it? There's something about it
That just freaks me out
I just want another minute with it, f**k a little, what's the use?
Never superficial you gon' know it when it hit you
Get a little sentimental when I'm off the juice
Yeah, okay we colder than the breeze
But the breeze ain't flowin' like me, motherf**ker hol' up
You don't need to hol' up, yeah
And I can show you how it seem what it is what it truly might be
Nothing that you know of, you don't need to hol' up
I'm so above from beyond you take drugs to make it up
Way up where we on, space shuttle, Elon
Time we don't waste much, f**k and we wake up
Then have her sing just like Céline Dion
Catch me if you can but, you never catch me, damn
... Whole lotta "Yes, I am"
All the way in with no exit plan
Already left and the jet don't land
Yeah, the time is ticking
Come take a ride, get inside, this is highly different
I'm talking fly, got the pilot with me
Can I mind my business? Why you trippin'?
Give you somethin' that your eyes can witness
Ooh, too close
I don't understand why you doing the most (ooh)
You can love it, you can leave it
They'll say you're nothing without it
Don't let them keep you down
What if I don't need it? There's something about it
That just freaks me out
I just want another minute with it, f**k a little
What's the use? (What's the use?)
Never superficial you gon' know it when it hit you
Get a little sentimental when I'm off the juice (check it out)
Well I'ma give you what you came for, yeah
Shit I perc'd too hard to have a clue who you are
Set the bar so far above par we can parlay all day
Crib long range with the yard
I know I should probably pray more but you gotta love me
'Cause I save the day, spend money
When I had nothing, sh*t, it wasn't so funny
Made a promise to the homies, nobody'd go hungry
Look how far we came, still they throwin' dirt on my name
But it never worried my brain
Heads turnin' like a hurricane swervin'
Tell the sun get up outta my shade
If they don't get the picture, cut 'em out of my frame, sh*t
I'm up 30 thou miles plus change
It's been a while but I'm down 'till I'm out
And it is what it is 'til it ain't
Ooh ah, oh my mind it goes
I just wanna fly, ah
You can love it, you can leave it
And say you're nothing without it
Don't let them keep you down
What if I don't need it? There's something about it
That just freaks me out
I just want another minute with it, f**k a little
What's the use? (What's the use?)
Never superficial you don't know it when it hit you
Get a little sentimental when I'm off the juice (ooh)
You can love it
It just freaks me out
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Let Me Down

Sometimes, I wouldn't mind if I was less important
Would you think about them all the time?
Wonder if you'll even notice in the morning
So where'd you go when you can't get to me
And you just can't control?
Sometimes, I wouldn't mind if I was less important
But I've got you to let me down
I've got you to let me down
Only you can understand why
I've got you to let me down
Yeah, yo, it's like
You've got me, I'm pondering that
Said, "I'll be back in a sec, I need to reflect"
But you swear it's been longer than that
Time is golden, time is thin
But time is rare, so we squander and that
I feel your pain when I hear your voice
So fix your tone, man, you're stronger than that
And you're, like, the strongest girl I know
Probably the strongest, minus my mum
Don't go wasting your loving on me
When I see tears run, I'm likely to run
... So girl, don't love me, I mean it
When I say I love you, I mean it
And it's mad cuh I choose to be distant
But it's f**ked cuh I know what a queen is. So why do I?
But I've got you to let me down
Why do you let me down? Why do you let me down?
I've got you to let me down
Sometimes, your world spins 'round
But you never had a king 'til now
Only you can understand why
Yeah, girl, do you understand
Why these feelings never come to plan?
I've got you to let me down
I'm never gonna let you down, I'm never gonna let you down
Yeah, I tried, but I just can't give you up
Wonder why is it that I'm not good enough?
Some kind of hold over me
I've got you to let me down
I've got you, you've got me, I've got you
But I've got you to let me down
If I let you down, will you self-destruct?
Only you, only you can understand why
Only you can understand
I've got you to let me down
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And finally, the best thing to come out of France since the baguette ...



Girlfriend

Chris!
I'm gone in a flick, but back in a second
With salted skin, rash for no reason
Boys are loading their arms, girls gasp with envy
F-f-for whom are they mimicking endlessly?
Same old sadness in small lumps on my jaw
For lusting after is the usual freak show
May your girl come, birdie die under this spur
F-f-f-fingers angrily sunk on the jugular, then girlfriend
Don't feel like a girlfriend
But lover
Damn, I'd be your lover
Girlfriend
Don't feel like a girlfriend
But lover
Damn, I'd be your lover (touché, touché yeah)
Yes sir, I am wet, for I abandoned my fame in the lake
Let's see now how fast you're breathing
And how long this will all take
Those who used to pass by me think they are baffling a liar
F-f**k is you? You don't even taste much better!
Came back steaming in sweats in the morning
... I muscled in for I wanted to hold him
Then shriveled to let those bird-dogs rage through
F-f**k is me? F-f**k is you, f-f**k is you, now, girlfriend
Don't feel like a girlfriend
But lover
Damn, I'd be your lover
Girlfriend
Don't feel like a girlfriend
But lover
Damn, I'd be your lover
Chris, I don't know why you trippin'
Touché, touché, touché, touché
Touché, touché, touché, touché
Touché, touché, touché, touché
You got to keep on rollin' girl, keep rollin', rollin' (touché, touché)
Touché, touché, touché, touché (b-b-b-baby)
Touché, touché, touché, touché (b-b-b-baby)
Touché, touché, touché, touché (b-b-b-baby)
Touché, touché, touché, touché (b-b-b-baby) (oh no, yeah)
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Another couple of classics. A song about an R&B artist and then one from the man himself.



Jackie Wilson said ...

Jackie Wilson said
It was Reet Petite
Kinda love you got
Knock me off my feet
Let it all hang out
Oh, let it all hang out
And you know
I'm so wired up
Don't need no coffee in my cup
Let it all hang out
Let it all hang out
Ding a ling a ling
Ding a ling a ling ding
Ding a ling a ling
Ding a ling a ling ding
Do da do da
I'm in heaven, I'm in heaven
I'm in heaven, when you smile
When you smile, when you smile
When you smile
And when you walk
Across the room
You make my heart go
Boom boom boom
Let it all hang out
Baby, let it all hang out
And every time
You look that way
Honey child, you make my day
Let it all hang out
Like the man said let it all hang out
Ding a ling a ling
Ding a ling a ling ding
Ding a ling a ling
Ding a ling a ling ding
Do da do da
... I'm in heaven, I'm in heaven
I'm in heaven, when you smile
When you smile
I'm in heaven, I'm in heaven
I'm in heaven, when you smile
One more time
I'm in heaven, I'm in heaven
I'm in heaven, when you smile
When you smile
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Dance shoes at the ready ... turn up that volumne



Reet Petite

Well, lookabell, lookabell, lookabell, lookabell Oooooh Weeeeee
Lookabell, lookabell, lookabell OoooooWeeee
Oh, Ah, Oh, Ah, Oh wee
Well, she's so fine, fine, fine, She's so fine fa fine
She's so fi iii ine, She's so fine, fine, fine
She's really sweet the finest girl you ever wanna meet
Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Rrrrrrrr Reet Petite, the finest girl you ever wanna meet
Well, have you ever seen a girl for whom your soul you'd give
For whom you'd fight for, die for, pray to God you'd lie for
She's so fine, she's so fine, she's really sweet the finest girl
You ever wanna meet
Well, she really thrills me so
From her head to toe, I want the world to know, I love her, love her so
She's alright, she's alright, She's alrighty.
You know to me it has to be at night
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
... Rrrr Reet Petite the finest girl you ever wanna meet
Ohhhhh (instrumental) Well, she's like honey from a bees
And like bees from a tree, I love her, need her,
She bez' so buzzin'
She's alright, she's got what it takes
She's got what it takes and to me she really rates
Well, Oh now she's my cutey, my tuttu fruitt,
My heart, my love, my bathin' beauty she's alright, she's
Got just what it takes, she's got what it takes and to
Me she a- really rates
Oh oh oh oh, Oh oh oh oh
RrrReet Petite the finest girl you ever wanna meet
RrrReet Petite the finest girl you ever wanna meet
RrrReet Petite the finest girl you ever wanna meet
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A smooth social song from 1971



Inner City Blues (make me want to holler)

Rockets, moon shots
Spend it on the have-nots
Money, we make it
Before we see it, you take it

Oh, make you want to holler
The way they do my life
Make me want to holler
The way they do my life
This ain't living, this ain't living
No, no baby, this ain't living
No, no, no

Inflation no chance
To increase finance
Bills pile up sky high
Send that boy off to die

Make me want to holler
The way they do my life
Make me want to holler
The way they do my life

Hang ups, let downs
Bad breaks, set backs
Natural fact is
I can't pay my taxes

Make me want to holler
And throw up both my hands
Yeah, it makes me want to holler
And throw up both my hands

Crime is increasing
Trigger happy policing
Panic is spreading
God knows where we're heading

Mother, mother
Everybody thinks we're wrong
Who are they to judge us
... Simply because we wear our hair long
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Open

I'm a fool for that shake in your thighs
I'm a fool for that sound in your sighs
I'm a fool for your belly
I'm a fool for you love
I wanna make this play
Oh, I know your faded
Mm, but stay, don't close your hands
I wanna make this play
Oh, I know your faded
Mm, but stay, don't close your hands
Caught in this pool held in your eyes
Caught like a fool without a line
We're in a natural spring
With this gentle sting between us
I wanna make this play
Oh, I know your faded
Mm, but stay, don't close your hands
I wanna make this play
Oh, I know your faded
Mm, but stay, don't close your hands
Ooh, stay open
Ooh, stay open
Stay open
Stay open
I wanna make this play
Oh, I know your faded
Mm, but stay, don't close your hands
I wanna make this play
Oh, I know your faded
Mm, but stay, don't close your hands
Ooh, stay open
Ooh, stay open, babe
Ooh, stay open
... Mm, stay open
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You're laying waste to Hallowe'en



Holocene

Someway, baby, it's part of me, apart from me
You're laying waste to Halloween
You f**ked it friend, it's on its head, it struck the street
You're in Milwaukee, off your feet
And at once I knew I was not magnificent
Strayed above the highway aisle
(Jagged vacance, thick with ice)
I could see for miles, miles, miles
3rd and Lake it burnt away, the hallway
Was where we learned to celebrate
Automatic bought the years you'd talk for me
That night you played me 'Lip Parade'
Not the needle, nor the thread, the lost decree
Saying nothing, that's enough for me
And at once I knew I was not magnificent
Hulled far from the highway aisle
(Jagged vacance, thick with ice)
I could see for miles, miles, miles
Christmas night, it clutched the light, the hallow bright
Above my brother, I and tangled spines
We smoked the screen to make it what it was to be
... Now to know it my memory
And at once I knew I was not magnificent
High above the highway aisle
(Shake it, fake it, stick with us)
I could see for miles, miles, miles
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And some Irish R&B from the master ...



Madame George

Down on Cyprus Avenue
With a childlike vision leaping into view
Clicking, clacking of the high heeled shoe
Ford and Fitzroy, Madame George
Marching with the soldier boy behind
He's much older now with hat on drinking wine
And that smell of sweet perfume comes drifting through
The cool night air like Shalimar
And outside they're making all the stops
The kids out in the street collecting bottle-tops
Gone for cigarettes and matches in the shops
Happy taken Madame George
That's when you fall
Whoa, that's when you fall
Yeah, that's when you fall
When you fall into a trance
Sitting on a sofa playing games of chance
With your folded arms and history books
You glance into the eyes of Madame George
And you think you found the bag
You're getting weaker and your knees begin to sag
In a corner playing dominoes in drag
... The one and only Madame George
And then from outside the frosty window raps
She jumps up and says, Lord, have mercy I think it's the cops
And immediately drops everything she gots
Down into the street below
And you know you gotta go
On that train from Dublin up to Sandy Row
Throwing pennies at the bridges down below
And the rain, hail, sleet, and snow
Say goodbye to Madame George
Dry your eye for Madame George
Wonder why for Madame George
And as you leave, the room is filled with music
Laughing, music, dancing, music all around the room
And all the little boys come around, walking away from it all
So cold, and as you're about to leave
She jumps up and says, hey love, you forgot your gloves
And the gloves to love, to love the gloves
To say goodbye to Madame George
Dry your eye for Madame George
Wonder why for Madame George
Dry your eyes for Madame George
Say goodbye in the wind and the rain on the back street
In the backstreet, in the back street
Say goodbye to Madame George
In the backstreet, in the back street, in the back street
Down home, down home in the back street
Gotta go, say goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
Dry your eye, your eye, your eye, your eye, your eye
Say goodbye to Madame George
And the loves to love to love the love
Say goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
Say goodbye goodbye, goodbye, goodbye to Madame George
Dry your eye for Madame George
Wonder why for Madame George
The love's to love, the love's to love, the love's to love
Say goodbye, goodbye
Get on the train
Get on the train, the train, the train
This is the train, this is the train
Whoa, say goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
Get on the train, get on the train
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Switching off with someone you love



Switching Off

Last of the men in hats hops off the coil
And a final scene unfolds inside
Deep in the rain of sparks behind his brow
Is a part replayed from a perfect day
Teaching her how to whistle like a boy
Love's first blush
Is this making sense?
What am I trying to say?
Early evening June
This room and a radio play
This I need to save
I choose my final thoughts today
Switching off with you
All the clocks give in
And the traffic fades
And the insects like a neon choir
The instant fizz
Connection made
And the curtains sigh
In time
With you
You, the only sense the world has ever made
Early evening June
This room and radio play
This I need to save
I choose my final scene today
Switching off
Ran to ground for a while there
But I came off pretty well
You, the only sense the world has ever made
This I need to save
A simple trinket locked away
I choose my final scene today
... Switching off with you
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And now back to classic stuff ...




Harlem Shuffle

You move it to the left
Yeah, and you go for yourself
You move it to the right
Yeah, if it takes all night
Now take it kinda slow
With a whole lot of soul
Don't move it too fast
You make it last
You know scratch just like a monkey
Yeah you do real, yeah
You slide it to the limbo
Yeah, how low can you go?
Oh, come on baby
I don't want you to stumble now
You just groove it right here to the Harlem Shuffle
Oh, do the monkeyshiner
(Yeah, yeah, yeah do the harlem shuffle)
Hitch, hitch-hike baby
Across the floor
Whoa, whoa, whoa
I can't stand it no more
Now come on baby
Now get into your slide
We're gonna ride, ride, ride
Little pony, ride!
Yeah
Shake, shake, shake, shake a tailfeather, baby (whoo!)
Shake, shake, shake, shake a tailfeather, baby, one more time (whoo!)
Shake, shake, shake, shake, do the monkeyshine, baby

Of course the list wouldn't be complete without ...




Ain't No Mountain High Enough

Listen baby, ain't no mountain high
Ain't no valley low, ain't no river wide enough baby
If you need me call me no matter where you are
No matter how far don't worry baby
Just call my name I'll be there in a hurry
You don't have to worry
'Cause baby there ain't no mountain high enough
Ain't no valley low enough
Ain't no river wide enough
To keep me from getting to you babe
Remember the day I set you free
I told you you could always count on me darling
From that day on, I made a vow
I'll be there when you want me
Some way, some how
'Cause baby there ain't no mountain high enough
Ain't no valley low enough
Ain't no river wide enough
To keep me from getting to you babe
Oh no darling
No wind, no rain
Or winters cold can stop me baby, na na baby
... 'Cause you are my goal
If you're ever in trouble
I'll be there on the double
Just send for me, oh baby, ha
My love is alive
Way down in my heart
Although we are miles apart
If you ever need a helping hand
I'll be there on the double
Just as fast as I can
Don't you know that there
Ain't no mountain high enough
Ain't no valley low enough
Ain't no river wide enough
To keep me from getting to you babe
Don'tcha know that there
Ain't no mountain high enough
Ain't no valley low enough
Ain't no river wide enough
Ain't mountain high enough
Ain't no valley low enough
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The last for today is another classic ...





Sympathy For the Devil

Please allow me to introduce myself
I'm a man of wealth and taste
I've been around for a long, long year
Stole many a man's soul to waste
And I was 'round when Jesus Christ
Had his moment of doubt and pain
Made damn sure that Pilate
Washed his hands and sealed his fate
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game
I stuck around St. Petersburg
When I saw it was a time for a change
Killed the czar and his ministers
Anastasia screamed in vain
I rode a tank
Held a general's rank
When the blitzkrieg raged
And the bodies stank
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name, oh yeah
Ah, what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, oh yeah
I watched with glee
While your kings and queens
Fought for ten decades
For the gods they made
I shouted out
Who killed the Kennedys?
... When after all
It was you and me
Let me please introduce myself
I'm a man of wealth and taste
And I laid traps for troubadours
Who get killed before they reached Bombay
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, oh yeah, get down, baby
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah
But what's confusing you
Is just the nature of my game, mm yeah
Just as every cop is a criminal
And all the sinners saints
As heads is tails
Just call me Lucifer
'Cause I'm in need of some restraint
So if you meet me
Have some courtesy
Have some sympathy, and some taste
Use all your well-learned politesse
Or I'll lay your soul to waste, mm yeah
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, mm yeah
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, mm mean it, get down
Oh yeah, get on down
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Tell me baby, what's my name
Tell me honey, can ya guess my name
Tell me baby, what's my name
I tell you one time, you're to blame
Oh, right
What's my name
Tell me, baby, what's my name
Tell me, sweetie, what's my name
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1960 what? who?



1960 What?

1960 what? 1960 who?
1960 what? 1960 who?
19, hey! The motor city is burning, that ain't right
1960 what? 1960 who?
1960 what? 1960 who?
19, hey! The motor city is burning, y'all, that ain't right
There was a man, voice of the people
Standing on the balcony, of the Loraine Motel
Shots rang out, yes it was a gun
He was the only one, to fall down y'all
That ain't right, then his people screamed
Ain't no need for sunlight! (Ain't no need for sunlight)
Ain't no need for moon light! (Ain't no need for moon light)
Ain't no need for street light (ain't no need for street light)
'Cause it's burning really bright (burning real bright)
Some folks say we gonna fight (gonna fight)
'Cause this here thing just ain't right (ain't right)
1960 what? 1960 who?
1960 what? 1960 who?
19, hey! The motor city is burning, y'all
... Whoo
Motor city is burning, y'all
Great God almighty! The motor city's burning
Ooh it's burning
Young man, coming out of a liquor store
With three pieces of black liquorice, in his hand y'all
Mister police man! Thought it was a gun, thought he was the one
Shot him down y'all, that ain't right
Then his momma screamed!
Ain't no need for sunlight! (Ain't no need for sunlight)
Ain't no need for moon light! (Ain't no need for moon light)
Ain't no need for street light (ain't no need for street light)
'Cause it's burning really bright (burning real bright)
Some folks say we gonna fight (gonna fight)
'Cause this here thing just ain't right (ain't right)
1960 what? 1960 who?
1960 what? 1960 who?
19, hey! The motor city is burning
Great God almighty it's, great God almighty it's burning
Can't put out the fire 'cause it's burning
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!
1960 what? 1960 who?
1960 what? 1960 who?
1960 what? 1960 who?
1960 what? 1960 who?
1960 what? 1960 who?
1960 what? 1960 who?
1960 what? 1960 who?
1960 what? 1960 who?
That ain't right
That ain't right
That ain't right
That ain't right
That ain't right
That ain't right
That ain't right
That ain't right
That ain't right
That ain't right
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Something i have not heard of in years, found during a clean out of my disc storage collection, absolute perfect tune, more to come...

Black Moon - Buck Em Down

Deltron 3030 - Virus

2Mex - Paranoia Sheik (ft. Rakka Iriscience)

Eric B. & Rakim - Follow The Leader

I wish stuff was this funky, positive, an cool these days....

This is one of the grooviest jams ever!! all time favorite right here.

Blackalicious - Blazing Arrow