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The Steve Miller Band




Альбом The Steve Miller Band


Your Saving Grace (1970)
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Two hands
I wanna play the piano with two hands
Shoulda learned
To ask of many its the way of the world
Boy who you wanna here to me
You gave me a piano with all 88 keys
But two hands
Whats it gonna do
With two hands
To make the money like the richest of man
Whats a guy to do
With two hands
I can make you be so good to me
Give me all the time with my sexuality

So clap your hands if your working to hard
Clap your hands if your working to hard
Clap your hands if your working to hard
Clap your hands if your working to hard
And the beats so hard, your workin workin

Two hands
What your supposed to do with two hands
To get the life of the richest of man
Where you supposed to go with two hands
I can not but something in between
When im breaking my back and im on my knees

So clap your hands if your working to hard
Clap your hands if your working to hard
Clap your hands if your working to hard
Clap your hands if your working to hard
And the beats so hard, your workin workin

And I cant escape from the work in LA
And I cant sleep in my bed and your gay (not sure on the word "gay" here)
And clap your hands if your workin to hard
Clap your hands if your working to hard

You see life and its falling awayayay
Your slow down and the rest makes you payayay
I see you lookin up
You want to think about it

Clap your hands if your working to hard
Clap your hands if your working to hard
Clap your hands if your working to hard
And the beats so hard, your workin workin

And I cant escape from the work in LA
And I cant sleep in my bed and your gay
And clap your hands if your workin to hard
Clap your hands if your workin to hard

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Everyday is like a blank canvas
You know you can paint it anyway you want it
You can draw black clouds, you can make the sun shine
Color in a rainbow, or use black and white
Open up your eyes and, your imagination

Come on let's write a song, a little poetry
Take a photograph, let's make some memories
You can make it anything that you want it to be
If you follow your heart, Life is a work of art

Every night's like looking at a dark screen
You're never too young or too old to dream
You can make your fantasies into a reality
Cause you're creating your own masterpiece
Close your eyes and dream it, seeing is believing

(Repeat Two Times)

Come on let's write a song, a little poetry
Take a photograph, let's make some memories
You can make it anything that you want it to be
If you follow your heart, Life is a work of art

Trying to simplify into Philosophy
Turn the star into a Galaxy
Make a little noise into a symphony
You're creating a masterpiece
(Slow)
Come on let's write a song, a little poetry
Take a photograph, let's make some memories
You can make it anything that you want it to be
If you follow your heart, Life is a work of art

(Repeat Twice Like Beginning )
Come on let's write a song, a little poetry
Take a photograph, let's make some memories
You can make it anything that you want it to be
If you follow your heart, Life is a work of art

Life is a work of art
Life is a work of art
Life is a work of art
Life is a work of art

. . .


Independiente
salio` a bailar
no quiere novia ni flores
solo quiere vacilar
DY DO
usa tapones caliente
siente que va a estallar
ya ue todo se menea ea
y no se deja tocar
Independiente

Solo vive por su ley
hace lo suyo cayei
tiene due?o no way
sale vive ey ey ey
Ella con su dinero paga lo que sea
como de su nave se pasea,
dime quien no la desea yeah yeah oh
oh yeah
a su casa va con una misio?n
pero ella lo sabe eh
puede darte una noche de pasio°n
pero no la llave eh
Soltera se da la vida oh,
nadie le tiene que dar permiso y
suelta va por la avenida oh,
no quiere saber de compromiso y es

Independiente (miss independet)
salio` a bailar
no quiere novia ni flores
(boyfriend does not ant flowers)
solo quiere vacilar
usa tapones caliente
siente que va a estallar(going to explode)
ya ue todo se menea ea(DO)
y no se deja tocar
Independiente

las mujeres donde esta?n
las que visten a matar
la que se compran sus cosas
y bailar
hasta la madruga
vamo a darle duro vamo a darle,
vamo a darle duro vamo a darle,
vamo a darle duro vamo a darle,
no no(we?ll not stop)
quien va a parar porquee
Con guille anda en busca de la botella e
Champan
me sube a la mente y destaron el plan
ahora la bebe esta? buscando pam pam
y quiere a papa ahaa
Cuando uno prueba no sale del vicio
tampoco quiero rehabilitarme
ninguno esta pa amores ficticios
somos amigos con beneficios ella es

Independiente (miss independet)
salio` a bailar
no quiere novia ni flores
(boyfriend does not ant flowers)
solo quiere vacilar
usa tapones caliente
siente que va a estallar(going to explode)
ya ue todo se menea ea(DO)
y no se deja tocar
Independiente

ladies
esto es una ma?s
de los insuperables
DY DO
meet the orphan
los de la nasa
comandando en la brea
Comenten...!!

. . .


Rihanna:
Just gonna stand there and watch me burn..?
That's alright because I like the way it hurts..!
Just gonna stand there and hear me cry?
That's alright because I love the way you lie.......
I love the way you lie...

Eminem:
I can't tell you what it really is
I can only tell you what it feels like
And right now there's a steel knife
In my windpipe
I can't breathe
But I still fight
While I can fight
As long as the wrong feels right
It's like I'm in flight
High of a love
Drunk from the hate
It's like I'm huffing paint
And I love it the more that I suffer
I sufficate
And right before I'm about to drown
She resuscitates me
She fucking hates me
And I love it

-Wait! Where're you going?
-I'm leaving you...
-No, you ain't! Come back!

We're running right back
Here we go again
It's so insane
Cause when it's going good
It's going great
I'm Superman
With the wind in his back
She's Lois Lane

But when it's bad
It's awful
I feel so ashamed
I snap
Who's that dude
I don't even know his name
I laid hands on her
I'll never stoop so low again
I guess I don't know my own strength

Rihanna:
Just gonna stand there and watch me burn???
That's alright because I like the way it hurts..!
Just gonna stand there and hear me cry??!
That's alright because I love the way you lie.......
I love the way you lie...

I love the way you lie...

Eminem:
You ever love somebody so much
You can barely breathe
When you're with them
You meet
And neither one of you
Even know what hit 'em
Got that warm fuzzy feeling
Yeah them chills
Used to get 'em
Now you're getting fucking sick
Of looking at 'em
You swore you've never hit 'em
Never do nothing to hurt 'em
Now you're in each other's face
Spewing venom
And these words
When you spit 'em
You push
Pull each other's hair
Scratch, claw, bit 'em
Throw 'em down
Pin 'em
So lost in the moments
When you're in 'em
It's the rage that took over
It controls you both
So they say it's best
To go your separate ways
Guess that they don't know ya
Cause today
That was yesterday
Yesterday is over
It's a different day
Sound like broken records
Playin' over
But you promised her
Next time you'll show restraint
You don't get another chance
Life is no Nintendo game
But you lied again
Now you get to watch her leave
Out the window
Guess that's why they call it window pane

Rihanna:
Just gonna stand there and watch me burn???
That's alright because I like the way it hurts..!
Just gonna stand there and hear me cry??!
That's alright because I love the way you lie.......
I love the way you lie...

I love the way you lie...

Eminem
Now I know we said things
Did things
That we didn't mean
And we fall back
Into the same patterns
Same routine
But your temper's just as bad
As mine is
You're the same as me
But when it comes to love
You're just as blinded
Baby please come back
It wasn't you
Baby it was me
Maybe our relationship
Isn't as crazy as it seems
Maybe that's what happens
When a tornado meets a volcano
All I know is
I love you too much
To walk away though
Come inside
Pick up your bags off the sidewalk
Don't you hear sincerity
In my voice when I talk
Told you this is my fault
Look me in the eyeball
Next time I'm pissed
I'll aim my fist
At the dry wall
Next time
There will be no next time
I apologize
Even though I know it's lies
I'm tired of the games
I just want her back
I know I'm a liar
If she ever tries to fucking leave again
I'mma tie her to the bed
And set the house on fire

Rihanna
Just gonna stand there and watch me burn???
That's alright because I like the way it hurts..!
Just gonna stand there and hear me cry?
That's alright because I love the way you lie.......
I love the way you lie...

I love the way you lie...

. . .


Spoken: The last wombat in Mecca. Take 1.

There's some things I can't find
Some are better left alone
There are few things I won't find
Some are better left alone
Like that bulldog in the bathroom
Like that wombat on the phone

As I float in my Lear jet
Without a sling shot or a shield
As I hang in my Lear jet
Without a shotgun or a shield
Hey, a flying saucer wobbled past
With a bulldog at the wheel
Yeah


Can you give us a description
Said the Air Force on the phone
Can you certify you've seen this
Said the Air Force on the phone
No, but here's his passport
And his teeth mark's on the phone

If I take a long vacation
And nail my bulldog to a wall
If I leave this smoggy nation
And nail my bulldog to a wall
If my bulldog keeps his mouth shut
Will you remember me at all

. . .


Dear orthodox,
I can't control my feelings,
And who hit me?
I just might be
Coming round the bush
And my stilts, they began cracking
Subsequently pushed

And I looked to see that it was she
Just some abandoned little crook like me
Adieu, adieu, and fare thee well
This was the ending, please

Oh, whoa...
I was attached on bended knee
But I declined my leave

But who could blame
A fraction of her being?
She is cheesy, she is scrawny
With her uncanny styling
I'm teasing, she is pleasing
She just has no wit

And I'm sorry I don't have her face
And I'm probably gonna lose this race
There is no doubt she's such a mouse
With such an abstract grace

Oh, whoa...
There is no cure, I am sure
For these ten cent blues

And then she chose to dissect me
And I was casted into poverty
But I did not agree with her
She said, "Now, you've got nerve,"
But I don't care if I'm granted
For all these things
If I were one among this crowd
Would you call that defeat?

In a way it's making me crazy
In a sense that it's making me stronger
A likely chance, and it's probably proven
In the end we'll all walk away

Shaking hands on the doormat
I salute you, sir
A stranger and a happy fit
I'm glad I'm part of it
And that I saw it all

. . .


Hollywood Tonight
part of lyrics is :

Lipstick in hand
Tahitian tanned
In her painted on jeans
She dreams of fame
She changed her name
To one that fits the movie screen
She’s headed for the big time, that means
She’s going Hollywood
She’s going Hollywood tonight
She’s going Hollywood
She’s going Hollywood tonight
She’s going Hollywood
She’s going Hollywood tonight
It’s true, that you, may never ever have that chance again

part of lyrics of BEST OF JOY

I am your joy
Your best of joy
I am the moonlight
You are the spring, our love’s a sacred thing
You know I always will love you

I am forever
I am the one who came when you fell down
I was the only one around (the only one)
When things would hurt you

I am forever
Wasn’t it I who said that you were free?
When living seemed so hard to be
When things would hurt you

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