Twentieth Century

[Verse 1]

It's getting late, have you seen my mates?

Ma, tell me when the boys get here

It's seven o'clock and I wanna rock

Wanna get a belly full of beer

My old man's drunker than a barrel full of monkeys

And my old lady, she don't care

My sister looks cute in her braces and boots

A handful of grease in her hair

[Chorus]

Oh, don't give us none of your aggravation

We had it with your discipline

Oh, Saturday night's alright for fighting

Get a little action in

Get about as oiled as a diesel train

Gonna set this dance alight

'Cause Saturday night's the night I like

Saturday night's alright, alright, alright, ooh

[Verse 2]

Wеll, they're packed prеtty tight in here tonight

I'm looking for a dolly who'll see me right

I may use a little muscle to get what I need

I may sink a little drink and shout out, "She's with me!"

A couple of the sounds that I really like

Are the sounds of a switchblade and a motorbike

I'm a juvenile product of the working class

Whose best friend floats in the bottom of a glass

[Chorus]

Oh, don't give us none of your aggravation

We had it with your discipline

Saturday night's alright for fighting

Get a little action in

Get about as oiled as a diesel train

Gonna set this dance alight

'Cause Saturday night's the night I like

Saturday night's alright, alright, alright, ooh

[Guitar break]

[Chorus]

Oh, don't give us none of your aggravation

We had it with your discipline

'Cause Saturday night's alright for fighting

Get a little action in

Get about as oiled as a diesel train

Gonna set this dance alight

'Cause Saturday night's the night I like

Saturday night's alright, alright, alright, ooh

[Outro]

Saturday! Saturday! Saturday!

Saturday! Saturday! Saturday!

Saturday! Saturday! Saturday night's alright

Saturday! Saturday! Saturday!

Saturday! Saturday! Saturday!

Saturday! Saturday! Saturday night's alright

Saturday! Saturday! Saturday!

Saturday! Saturday! Saturday!

Saturday! Saturday! Saturday night's alright, whoo

6 ContributorsA Great Day in Hip-Hop LyricsOne momunmental day in September of 1998 lead to one of the most legendary photos in hip-hop history. Taken by Gordon Parks for XXL Magazine, the photo entitled “A Great Day in Hip-Hop” depicts an… Read More 

[Verse 1]

My father always said to me

"You've gotta work hard and provide for your family"

I thought that he was right

Then I got myself a trade

For a working class boy, it’s the only way I'll ever

Earn a decent wage

But around me, I see a lot of poverty

Underpaid workers being threatened with refundency

[Chorus]

You can have it all and then it's gone

Please say I’m not the only one

You can have it all and then it's gone

Please say I'm not the only one

[Post-Chorus]

And it doesn't sit right with me

No, it doesn't sit right with me

[Verse 2]

I read about 1831

What the men and women of Merthyr had done

They were screaming for their rights

It's a new year now, but nothing's changed

The working class just want a decent wage

And we'll keep up the fight

I can’t believe what I see

It’s a middle class soapbox talking right at me

But they don't speak for me, not me

I won’t waste my time politicking

When it's time for action, I'll be there kicking

We won't fade away, no way

[Chorus]

You can have it all and then it’s gone

Please say I'm not the only one

And I won't stop singing this song

Just say I'm not the only one

[Post-Chorus]

And it doesn't sit right with me

No, it doesn't sit right with me

[Bridge]

Look around, what do I see?

Our people in grips of poverty

I ask myself, what can I do?

'Cause I know we deserve better, I know it's true

So when you're feeling down on your luck

Like you're down and now you don't give a fuck

Remember, brother, I've been there before

We will survive and we will get through

[Chorus]

You can have it all and then it's gone

And I know I'm not the only one

No, I won't stop singing this song

'Cause I know I'm not the only one

You can have it all and then it's gone

And I know I'm not the only one

No, I won't stop singing this song

'Cause I know I'm not the only one

[Post-Chorus]

We might be down, but we're never out

We might be down, but we're never out

We might be down, but we're never out

We might be down, but we're never fucking out

[Verse]

Take me out to the ball game

Take me out with the crowd

Buy me some peanuts and cracker jacks

I don't care if I never get back

Let me root, root, root for the home team

If they don't win, it's a shame

For it's one, two, three strikes, you're out

At the old ball game

[Instrumental]

[Verse]

Take me out to the ball game

Take me out with the crowd

Buy me some peanuts and cracker jacks

I don't care if I never get back

Lеt me root, root, root for the home tеam

If they don't win, it's a shame

For it's one, two, three strikes, you're out

At the old ball game

[Instrumental]

[Verse]

Take me out to the ball game

Take me out with the crowd

Buy me some peanuts and cracker jacks

I don't care if I never get back

Let me root, root, root for the home team

If they don't win, it's a shame

For it's one, two, three strikes, you're out

At the old ball game

[Instrumental]

[Verse]

Take me out to the ball game

Take me out with the crowd

Buy me some peanuts and cracker jacks

I don't care if I never get back

Let me root, root, root for the home team

If they don't win, it's a shame

For it's one, two, three strikes, you're out

At the old ball game

2 ContributorsThe Game Lyrics"Who's that on the telephone"

The fisherman said

"Looks like a writer"

She turned her head

"Could be, we'll see"

Ma ring replied

"There were rumours when he came"

And as the evening fell

Around the old hotel

The stranger left his dial-tone

His place was gone

In the game

"He's down from the city

And he's here to think

He pays his money"

She got another drink

"Who knows, his book

Is closed to you and I

We may never know his name"

The music drifted down

The same repeated sound

"If Nat King Cole

Can save his sole

He'll find his peace"

The fisherman eased his frame

"If I was asked

Just who's to blame

To read his past

I'd have to say

She's a woman . . ."

When all your cards are done

Just leave your share

And make your run

They'll burn your contacts down

Plans on fire

You know they've won

Just turn and walk away

And start again, a brand new day

In lonliness their aim will turn

Against themselves

For one more play

In the game

8 ContributorsThe Chills LyricsYour tongue is sharp

But I miss the taste of it

You said time heals

There's not enough of it

The lessons are too cruel to keep

To lock the door to hide the key

To hear you cast a spell so sweet

To still have hours left to sleep

Your fear is crowdin'

And there is still

No place

For someone

Like me to fill

Don't know about luck

But I know the lack of it

Don't know about luck

But I'm losing track of it

The lessons are too cruel to keep

To lock the door to go to sleep

I know that time until it kills

You're giving me the chills

Your fear is crowdin'

And there is still

No place

For someone

Like me to fill

X2

The lessons are too cruel to keep

To lock the door to hide the key

To hear you cast a spell so sweet

And still have hours left to sleep

Your fear is crowdin'

And there is still

No place

For someone

Like me to fill

X2

The lessons are too cruel to keep

To lock the door to go to sleep

I know that time until it kills

You're giving me the chills

I know that time until it kills

You're giving me the chills

You're giving me the chills

You're giving me the chills

1 ContributorTemptations LyricsLet's say you caught him

Pop, robbed him

Now jogging

Through the mind fogging

No comments

Ripped from his soul

Under your shoes

Checked out

Ghost haunted

Blood rush

And pray to not vomit

New to you

But on the news it's so common

So you try to brush it off

But you feel nauseous

Guilt trip in fumes

Don't know what to do

So you try to pay homage

That's non senses

Cause to you, you knew

The Who? the what? the where?

The stair

The last breath of air

Last seconds there

The face of terror

My kind is rare

I do it with flair

I drop in pairs

I dont care

Better prepare

For your worst nightmare

Im not the onе to compare

Im a multimillionaire

Looks in despair

Wish you didn't but you did

I ain't tеmpted

By the Devil's tormentin

Lend it

Stupendous

How I'm feeling even when it's hectic

It's accepted

Like I got into college off my credits

I pen this

Just to show you where my head is

So you can check it like an appendix

Copacetic

Whatever I was on, forget it

The natural vs prosthetic

The profiting off authentic

Expressions of silenced stresses

Extensive in their offenses

All senseless, deprived of any message

I'm pensive

Each stroke expose my ethics

But only as deep as I let it

On my path, the past is behind so I don't fret it

I try to keep my eyes on where I'm headed