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Working Class Hero

by John Lennon

 

As soon as you're born they make you feel small

By giving you no time instead of it all

Till the pain is so big you feel nothing at all

A working class hero is something to be

A working class hero is something to be

 

They hurt you at home and they hit you at school

They hate you if you're clever and they despise a fool

Till you're so fucking crazy you can't follow their rules

A working class hero is something to be

A working class hero is something to be

 

When they've tortured and scared you for twenty odd years

Then they expect you to pick a career

When you can't really function you're so full of fear

A working class hero is something to be

A working class hero is something to be

 

Keep you doped with religion and sex and TV

And you think you're so clever and class less and free

But you're still fucking peasants as far as I can see

A working class hero is something to be

A working class hero is something to be

 

There's room at the top they are telling you still

But first you must learn how to smile as you kill

If you want to be like the folks on the hill

A working class hero is something to be

A working class hero is something to be

If you want to be a hero well just follow me

If you want to be a hero well just follow me

 

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Da er det vel ikke annet å gjøre enn å legge inn en annen tekst da! I en litt annen sjanger vel og merke ;)

 

 

 

"Gone" by Kanye West

(feat. Consequence, Cam'Ron)

 

Wished I had told

Ooh was (the) only one

But it's too late, it's too late

He's gone

 

[Kanye West]

You sweat her, and I ain't talkin 'bout a Coogi

You a big L, and I ain't talkin 'bout Cool J

See me at the airport, at least 20 Louis

Treat me like the Prince and this my sweet brother Numpsay

BROTHER NUMPSAY! Groupies sound too choosy

Take 'em to the show and talk all through the movies

Says she want diamonds, I took her to Ruby Tuesdays

If we up in Friday's, I still have it my way

 

[Chorus]

Too late, we, gone - we strivin home

Gone - we ride on chrome

It's too late

 

[Kanye West]

Y'all don't want no prob from me

What you rappers could get is a job from me

Maybe you could be my intern, and in turn

I'll show you how I cook up summer, in the win-turr

Aaron love the raw dog, when will he learn

Caught somethin on the Usher tour he had to "Let it Burn"

Plus he already got three chil'run

Arguin over babysitters like, "Bitch - it's yo' turn!"

Damn 'Ye, it'd be stupid to ditch you

Even your superficial raps is super official

R-R-R-Roc Pastelle with Gucci on

With TV's in the ride, throw a movie on

Said he couldn't rap now he at the top with doobie long

Cause the dookie's on any song that they threw me on, gone

 

[Chorus]

We strivin home, gone

[Cam] I ride on chrome...

We strivin home, gone

[Cam] Killa, I ride on chrome

 

[Cam'Ron]

Knock knock, who's there? Killa Cam, Killa who?

Killa Cam, hustler, grinder, gorilla true

Oh my chinchilla blue, blue you ever dealt with a dealer

Well here's the deal ma we goin to the dealer booth

No concealin, no ceiling I don't need a roof

Act up, get out, I don't need you poof

Poof, be gone, damn tough luck dag

Dag, niggaz still doin puff puff pass

Pull the truck up fast and I tell 'em

Hey, back in a touched up Jag, shit

Y'all niggaz want Killa Cam, cerebellum

An old man just gon' tell 'em (too late, he, gone)

Then I see how y'all gonna react when I'm (gone)

My last girl want me back then I'm on

Fine stay, you got the grind hey

Came back, read what the sign say (too late, he, gone)

Yes I know you wanna see my demise

Yeah you church boy actin like a thief in disguise

Ain't leavin my side, see the greed in my eyes

Ask Abby y'all hustle for a week to the Chi, shit

And that ain't leavin alive, please believe me

Gave Weezy a piece of the pie, and

You can ask George or Regina

The whole Westside I explore with the Beemer now

 

[Chorus]

We strivin home, I ride on chrome

Listen homeboy move on

That's your best bet, why's that?

Cause

 

[Consequence]

Uhh, uhh, yo, yo

I been pourin out some liquor for the fact that my pal's gone

And tryin to help his momma with the fact that her child gone

And since we used to bubble like a tub full of Calgon

Guess it's only right that I should help her from now on

But since they got a foul on, what coulda gone wrong

Now they askin Cons, how long has this gone on

And maybe all this money mighta gone to my head

Cause they got me thinkin money mighta gone to the feds

So I ain't goin to the dread, but he'll go on up to bed

And when I came the next mornin he was gone with my bread

And with that bein said, I had gone on my instincts

And gone to the spots where they go to get mixed drinks

But lookin back now shoulda gone to the crib

And rented "Gone With the Wind," cause I'da gone about 10

But I had gone with my friend, and we had gone to the bar

And heard a nigga talkin shit so I had gone to the car

And now the judge is tellin me that I had gone too far

And now we gone for 20 years, doin time behind bars

And since I gone to a cell for some petty crimes

I guess I gone to the well one too many times, cause I'm gone

 

[long instrumental pause]

 

[Kanye West imitating "The Show" at first]

Uh-uh-uh

Uh-uh-uh uh uh onnn, uh uh-uh onnn

Uh-uh onnn, uh uh-uh I'mmmm

Ah-head of my time, sometimes years out

So the powers that be won't let me get my ideas out

And that make me wanna get my advance out

And move to Oklahoma and just live at my Aunt's house

Yeah, I romance the thought of leavin it all behind

Kanye step away from the lime-

-light, like, when I was on the grind

In the "One, Nine, Nine, Nine"

Before, model chicks was bendin over or

Dealerships asked me Benz or Rover, man

If I could just get one beat on Hova

We could get up off this cheap-ass sofa

What the summer of the Chi got to offer an 18-year-old

Sell drugs or get a job, you gotta play gyro

My dawg worked at Taco Bell, hooked us up plural

Fired a week later the manager count the churros

Sometimes I can't believe it when I look up in the mirrow

How we out in Europe, spendin Euros

They claim you never know what you got 'til it's GONE

I know I got it, I don't know what y'all on

I'ma open up a store for aspiring MC's

Won't sell 'em no dream, but the inspiration is free

But if they ever flip sides like Anakin

You'll sell everything includin the mannequin

They got a new bitch now you Jennifer Aniston

Hold on I'll handle it, don't start panickin, stay calm

Shorty's at the door cause they need more

Inspiration for they life, they souls, and they songs

They said sorry Mr. West is gone!

 

 

 

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beste teksten ever:

 

Romeo and Juliet Lyrics

Artist(Band):Dire Straits Review The Song (20) Print the Lyrics

 

NARRATOR:

A love-struck Romeo sings the streets a serenade

Laying everybody low with a love song that he made.

Finds a streetlight, steps out of the shade

Says something like "you and me babe, how about it?"

 

Juliet says "hey, it's Romeo, you nearly gave me a heart attack!"

He's underneath the window she's singing "hey la, my boyfriend's back.

You shouldn't come around here singing up at people like that...

Anyway what you gonna do about it?"

 

ROMEO:

Juliet, the dice was loaded from the start

And I bet that you exploded into my heart

And I forget I forget the movie song.

When you gonna realize it was just that the time was wrong, Juliet?

 

Come up on different streets, they both were streets of shame.

Both dirty, both mean, yes and the dream was just the same

And I dreamed your dream for you and now your dream is real.

How can you look at me as if I was just another one of your deals?

 

When you can fall for chains of silver,

You can fall for chains of gold,

You can fall for pretty strangers,

And the promises they hold.

You promised me everything, you promised me thick and thin, yeah!

Now you just say "oh Romeo, yeah, you know I used to have a scene with him".

 

Juliet, when we made love you used to cry.

You said "I love you like the stars above, I'll love you 'til I die".

There's a place for us, you know the movie song.

When you gonna realize it was just that the time was wrong, Juliet?

 

I can't do the talks, like the talk on the TV

And I can't do a love song, like the way it's meant to be.

I can't do everything, but I'll do anything for you,

I can't do anything, except be in love with you!

 

And all I do is miss you and the way we used to be,

All I do is keep the beat and the bad company.

Now all I do is kiss you through the bars of a rhyme,

Juliet, I'd do the stars with you any time!

 

Juliet, when we made love you used to cry.

You said "I love you like the stars above, I'll love you 'til I die".

There's a place for us, you know the movie song.

When you gonna realize it was just that the time was wrong, Juliet?

 

NARRATOR:

A lovestruck Romeo sings the streets a serenade

Laying everybody low with a lovesong that he made

Finds a convenient streetlight, steps out of the shade

He says something like "you and me babe, how about it?"

 

ROMEO:

"You and me babe, how about it?"

 

 

 

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Å, det albumet hørte jeg myyyye på da jeg var gravid med lillegutt... *mimre*

 

Gone var favoritten=)

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