| Ok, tired of Lyrics....we'll call these Wallallalalalaallla's...k? |
| Mary Prankster - The World is Full of Bastards He said Mary is the rarest gem, and she's the wildest flower. I'll make my Mary merrier with every passing hour. So I made a certain sacrifice, as soon as we were through, I said your Mary loves you lad, and he said Mary who? You don't know if an apple's rotten till you take a bite. You don't kow if there's breakfast coming till you spend the night. And I'm sure I'll kiss my share of frogs before my time is done. The world is full of bastards and I've dated every one. The lad was oh so much gernerous, much more than you would think. He didn't have a liscense , but he still drove me to drink. And I had no insecurities , so he gave me some of his, but I didnt need his sorrow man, I'm Irish as it is. You don't know if an apple's rotten till you take a bite. You don't know if there's breakfast coming till you spend the night. and I'm sure I'll kiss my share of frogs before my time is done. The world is full of bastards and I've dated every one. You don't know if the beer is bitter till you buy a glass. You don't know if you're peace of mind is just a piece of ass. I'm sure I'll kiss my share of frogs before my time is done. The world is full of bastards and I've dated every one. The world is full of bastards and I've dated every one. |
| Kristen Dunst - Dream of Me Let me sleep, for when I sleep I dream that you are here. You're mine, and all my fears are left behind. I float on air, a nightengale sings genlte lullabyes, so let me close my eyes, and sleep, percahnce to dream, so I can see the face I long to touch, to kiss, but only dreams can bring me this. So let the moon, shine softly on the boy I long to see, and maybe when he dreams, he'll dream of me. I'll hide beneath the clouds, and wishper to the evenng star. They tell me love is just a dream away. (dream away, dream away, dream away) I'll dream away. So let the moon, shine soflty on the boy I long to see. and maybe when he dreams, he'll dream of me. Ooooooohhhhhh dream of me. |
| Where Were You? - Alan Jackson Where were you when the world stopped turning on that September day? Out in the yard with your wife and children or working on some stage in L.A.? Did you stand there in shock at the sight of that black smoke rising against that blue sky? Did you shout out in anger and fear for your neighbor or did you just sit down and cry? Did you weep for the children who lost their dear love ones, and pray for the ones who don't know? Did you rejoice for the ppl who walked form the rubble and sob for the ones left below? Did you burst out in pride for the red, white, and blue, and the hereos who died just doing what they do? Did you look up to heaven for some kind of answer, and look at yourself and what really mattters? I'm just a singer of simple songs, I'm not real political man. I watch CNN but I'm not sure I can tell you the differnce in Irag and Iran. But I know Jesus and I talk in God, and I remember this from when I was young: Faith, hope and love are some good things he gave us, and the greatest is love. Where you when the world stopped turning on that September day? Teacheing a class full of innocent children, or driving down some cold interstate? Did you feel guilty cause you were a survivor, in a crowded room did you feel alone? Did you call up your mother and tell her you love her, did you dust off that bible at home? Did you open your eyes and hope it never happend, close your eyes and not go to sleep? Did you notice the sunset the first time in ages, speak to some stranger in the street? Did you lay down at night and think of tomorrow, go out and buy you a gun? Did you turn off that violent old movie you're watching, turn on "I Love Lucy" reruns? Did you go to a church and hold hands with a stranger, stand in line and give your own blood? Did you just stay at home and cling tight to your family, thank God you had somebdy to love. I'm just a singer of simple songs, I'm not a real polictal man. I watch CNN but I'm not sure I can tell you the difference in Iraq and Iran. But I know Jesus and I talk to God, and I remember this from when I was young: Fatih hope, and love are some good things he gave us, and the greatest is love. I'm just a singer of simple songs, I'm not a real political man, I watch CNN but I'm not sure I can tell you the difference in Iraq and Iran. But I know Jesus and I talk to God, and I remember this from when I was young: Faith, hope, and love are somr good things he gave us, and the greatest is love. The greatest is love. Thre greatest is love. Where were you when the world stopped turning on that September day? |
| We all Fall Down - Bekka Bramlet I woke up this morning wondering if I slept any at all. I can't quite remember a struggle so big or ever feeling so small. Took all my strength just to get out of bed, as the ache in my heart went straight to my head. I just can't keep my feet on the ground, guess we all learn the hard way, guess we all fall down. Sometimes the answers don't fall from the sky. Sometimes they hurt too much to hear. And sometimes you sweep the truth under the rug, and at night when it reappears. I know there's no use in running away, but when it's hard to stand up and say that I can't keep my feet on the ground. Guess we all learn the hard way, guess we all fall down. I wish I could find a road out of this place, somehow I lost my way. I want to show you the light in my eyes, and the smile upon my face. Maybe tomorrow is counting on me, to learn my lessons today. I'll start by taking a step at a time, and stop throwing my lessons away. I'll get myself up and I'll brush myself off, and take back some of the pride I lost. Cause you can't always keep your feet on the ground, guess we all learn the hard way, and we all fall down. Oohh we all learn the hard way, guess we all fall down. |