Gold dust woman,
Take your silver spoon
And dig your grave
One last challenge
Pick your path and I'll pray
Wake up in the morning
See your sunlight burning to go down
Lousy lovers pick their graves
But they never cry out loud
Did she make you cry
Make you break down
Shatter your illusions of love
Is it over now do you know how
Pick up the pieces and go home
Gold dust Woman,
Follow those who pale
In your shadow
Rulers make bad lovers
You better put your kingdom up for sale
Did she make you cry
Make you break down
Shatter your illusions of love
Is it over now -- do you know how
Pickup the pieces and go home
The Crow: City of Angels Soundtrack Album Lyrics
The Crow: City of Angels Soundtrack Lyrics
- Hole - Gold Dust Woman
- White Zombie - Im Your Boogieman
- Filter - Jurassitol
- PJ Harvey - Naked Cousin
- Bush - In a Lonely Place
- Tricky the Gravediggaz - Tonite is a Special Nite
- Seven Mary Three - Shelf Life
- Linda Perry Grace Slick - Knock Me Out
- Toadies - Paper Dress
- NY Loose - Spit
- Korn - Sean Olson
- Deftones - Teething
- Iggy Pop - I Wanna Be Your Dog
- Pet - Lil Boots
- Above the Law Frost - City of Angels
- Heather Nova - Believe In Angels
Writer: Stephanie Nicks
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Im Your Boogieman
by White Zombie
I'm your boogieman
That's what I am
I'm here to do whatever I can
Be it early mornin', late afternoon
Or at midnight, it's never too soon
To wanna please you
To wanna please you
To wanna do it all, all for you
I wanna be your, be your rubber ball
I wanna be the one, ya love most of all - oh yeah
I'm your boogieman, boogieman (Turn me on)
I'm your boogieman, boogieman (Do what you want)
I'm your boogieman, boogieman (Turn me on)
I'm your boogieman, boogieman (Do what you want)
I'm your boogieman
That's what I am
I'm here to do whatever I can
Be it early mornin', late afternoon
Or at midnight, it's never too soon
To wanna take you
I wanna hold you
I wanna give me all, all to you
And I want you, to completely understand
Just where I'm at, and where I am - oh yeah
I'm your boogieman, boogieman (Turn me on)
I'm your boogieman, boogieman (Do what you want)
I'm your boogieman, boogieman (Turn me on)
I'm your boogieman, boogieman (Do what you want)
I'm your boogieman
That's what I am
I'm here to do whatever I can
Be it early mornin', late afternoon
Or at midnight, it's never too soon
I wanna be with you
I wanna be with you
Yeah we'll be together, you and me
I wanna see you
Ah get near you
I wanna love you
Ah from sundown sunup - oh yeah oh yeah
I'm your boogieman
That's what I am
I'm here to do whatever I can
Be it early mornin', late afternoon
Or at midnight, it's never too soon
To wanna please you
I wanna please you
To wanna do it all, all for you
I wanna be your, be your rubber ball
I wanna be the one
Ya love most of all
I'm your boogieman
That's what I am
I'm here to do whatever I can
Be it early mornin', late afternoon
Or at midnight, it's never too soon
To wanna please you
To wanna please you
To wanna do it all, all for you
I wanna be your, be your rubber ball
I wanna be the one, ya love most of all - oh yeah
I'm your boogieman, boogieman (Turn me on)
I'm your boogieman, boogieman (Do what you want)
I'm your boogieman, boogieman (Turn me on)
I'm your boogieman, boogieman (Do what you want)
I'm your boogieman
That's what I am
I'm here to do whatever I can
Be it early mornin', late afternoon
Or at midnight, it's never too soon
To wanna take you
I wanna hold you
I wanna give me all, all to you
And I want you, to completely understand
Just where I'm at, and where I am - oh yeah
I'm your boogieman, boogieman (Turn me on)
I'm your boogieman, boogieman (Do what you want)
I'm your boogieman, boogieman (Turn me on)
I'm your boogieman, boogieman (Do what you want)
I'm your boogieman
That's what I am
I'm here to do whatever I can
Be it early mornin', late afternoon
Or at midnight, it's never too soon
I wanna be with you
I wanna be with you
Yeah we'll be together, you and me
I wanna see you
Ah get near you
I wanna love you
Ah from sundown sunup - oh yeah oh yeah
I'm your boogieman
That's what I am
I'm here to do whatever I can
Be it early mornin', late afternoon
Or at midnight, it's never too soon
To wanna please you
I wanna please you
To wanna do it all, all for you
I wanna be your, be your rubber ball
I wanna be the one
Ya love most of all
I'm your boogieman
Writer: HARRY CASEY
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Jurassitol
by Filter
Hey old man got something for you
change your mind gonna' make you take it
your mistake is something you own
I'm the one who's gonna' take it
Hey old man got something for you
hey old man got a real good tip
something's wrong and you don't know it
when will you learn
I'm not your boy
you don't look back
why do I pick up your slack
thats just fine just leave it like that
bust your wallet while I break my back
save your life with your life support
you know me I'll pick up that
Hey old man got something for you
hey old man got a real good tip
something's wrong and I guess you called it
thanks alot because now I own it
when will you learn
I'm not your boy
you don't look back
why do I pick up your slack
when will you learn
I'm not your boy
you don't look back
why do I pick up your slack
Will she pay my debts
got your picture in my hands
god you are so truly old
thanks alot my future is sold
when will you learn
I'm not your boy
when will you learn
I'm not your boy
hey old man got something for you
hey old man got it real good tip
hey old man got something for you
hey old man got it real good tip
change your mind gonna' make you take it
your mistake is something you own
I'm the one who's gonna' take it
Hey old man got something for you
hey old man got a real good tip
something's wrong and you don't know it
when will you learn
I'm not your boy
you don't look back
why do I pick up your slack
thats just fine just leave it like that
bust your wallet while I break my back
save your life with your life support
you know me I'll pick up that
Hey old man got something for you
hey old man got a real good tip
something's wrong and I guess you called it
thanks alot because now I own it
when will you learn
I'm not your boy
you don't look back
why do I pick up your slack
when will you learn
I'm not your boy
you don't look back
why do I pick up your slack
Will she pay my debts
got your picture in my hands
god you are so truly old
thanks alot my future is sold
when will you learn
I'm not your boy
when will you learn
I'm not your boy
hey old man got something for you
hey old man got it real good tip
hey old man got something for you
hey old man got it real good tip
Writer: GRAEME REVELL
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Naked Cousin
by PJ Harvey
My naked cousin
I see him running
All over headland
Scared as his shit as he's running
His naked skin fries
Fries in the sun, oh my
My naked cousin can cook till he's good
Good and done
I hate his smell and I hate his company
But, but most of all I hate that he looks just just like me
His naked skin fries
Fries in the sun my my
But my naked cousin can cook till he's
Good and done
He's running
He run from burning bushes
He run from bank of senate
He run from everything that upsets his master plan
And if he flips
And I am as good as done
My, my naked cousin
He'll just keep keep a'running
He's running...
Running naked through the trees
Scared the shit right out of me
Bought my ticket, take my ride
Take me to the sunny side
Running naked through the trees
Scared the shit right out of me
Bought my ticket, take my ride
Begging all to
Please
He's running
I see him running
All over headland
Scared as his shit as he's running
His naked skin fries
Fries in the sun, oh my
My naked cousin can cook till he's good
Good and done
I hate his smell and I hate his company
But, but most of all I hate that he looks just just like me
His naked skin fries
Fries in the sun my my
But my naked cousin can cook till he's
Good and done
He's running
He run from burning bushes
He run from bank of senate
He run from everything that upsets his master plan
And if he flips
And I am as good as done
My, my naked cousin
He'll just keep keep a'running
He's running...
Running naked through the trees
Scared the shit right out of me
Bought my ticket, take my ride
Take me to the sunny side
Running naked through the trees
Scared the shit right out of me
Bought my ticket, take my ride
Begging all to
Please
He's running
Writer: POLLY JEAN HARVEY
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
In a Lonely Place
by Bush
Caressing the marble and stone,
Love that was special for one,
The waste in the fever I heat,
How I wish you were here with me now.
Body that curls in and dies,
And shares that awful daylight,
Warm like a dog round your feet,
How I wish you were here with me now.
Hangman looks round as he waits,
Cord stretches tight then it breaks,
Someday we will die in your dreams,
How I wish we were here with you now.
Love that was special for one,
The waste in the fever I heat,
How I wish you were here with me now.
Body that curls in and dies,
And shares that awful daylight,
Warm like a dog round your feet,
How I wish you were here with me now.
Hangman looks round as he waits,
Cord stretches tight then it breaks,
Someday we will die in your dreams,
How I wish we were here with you now.
Writer: IAN KEVIN CURTIS, PETER HOOK, STEPHEN PAUL DAVID MORRIS, BERNARD SUMNER
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Tonite is a Special Nite
by Tricky the Gravediggaz
[Tricky : ( sampled over and over : ) "Let's just record..."]
[RZA:]
Aarrgh! Throw your hands in the Air
Tonite is a Special Nite!
Throw your hands in the Air
Tonite is a Special Nite!
Throw your hands in the Air
Tonite is a Special Nite!
Check me out
Throw your hands up high in the Air!
Tonite is a special Nite!
Gatekeeper
[Gatekeeper :]
There are reasons and fouls to fax and those who get caught in the act
Get the axe, yet, my style is known to catapult like a jet, like a F-15
Yo! my gleem is bright and hard when it strikes
Niggaz get caught in the dead of the nightmare! Ah! you're scared, duck away
Don't get too close or you might just get roast, roast! ha!
I come with the pharaoh, the sparrow, the crow
Just like an arrow to the bone, oh
I piss through your toe, your knee and your cap
Wouh! Decapitate and scatter it, Wouh! Batter it theives and villians, those who aren' t killin,
that's, there's the willing
Lord, thats the way they choose when you are bound to lose
[RZA:]
Throw your hands in the air.
Yes
Tonite is a special nite.
Throw your hands in the air.
Tonite is a special nite.
Yes
I said : Throw your hands in the air.
Tonite is a special nite.
Woh
Throw your hands in the air.
Tonite is a special nite.
[Grimreaper :]
Well it's the grimreaper, yes I heap fools ,
I keep a low and meager profile and show my style
[RZA :]
Loose and smile broke up is wild
Slow escapade, they wanna get paid after the show
So, away we go to the MO-tel
Oh-swell
The part is so swell, up and speedin'
And the girls that a been scheming: gonna get the cream and
When I say I'm coming in the house,aahhhaa I am cumming in the House
I'm out..
Throw your hands in the air.
Tonite is a special nite.
Throw your hands up in the air.
Tonite is a special nite [X4]
[Tricky : ( sampled over and over : ) "Let's just record..."]
[Tricky :]
This is a recording
Is it is it real? I dont know how I feel
Do you know how you feel ? are you Yourself?
Or are you someone else? cause I am me, a-haha
I am me Yeah yeah
You don't have to pretend: I don't need no friends
I don't need , backers!_
It's a rack-up, it's it's do you believe,
Or do you deceive? Ah-ah
That's recording
That's recording
Ahhhhhhh Yeah
Is it the real one? the funky real one?
Is it the real one? the funky real one? Ahhh
Is it the funky real one ? the real funky real one? Ahhh
Are you the real one, the real funky real one? Ahhh-eh
Are you are you are you the real one, the real funky real one?
[RZA:]
Aarrgh! Throw your hands in the Air
Tonite is a Special Nite!
Throw your hands in the Air
Tonite is a Special Nite!
Throw your hands in the Air
Tonite is a Special Nite!
Check me out
Throw your hands up high in the Air!
Tonite is a special Nite!
Gatekeeper
[Gatekeeper :]
There are reasons and fouls to fax and those who get caught in the act
Get the axe, yet, my style is known to catapult like a jet, like a F-15
Yo! my gleem is bright and hard when it strikes
Niggaz get caught in the dead of the nightmare! Ah! you're scared, duck away
Don't get too close or you might just get roast, roast! ha!
I come with the pharaoh, the sparrow, the crow
Just like an arrow to the bone, oh
I piss through your toe, your knee and your cap
Wouh! Decapitate and scatter it, Wouh! Batter it theives and villians, those who aren' t killin,
that's, there's the willing
Lord, thats the way they choose when you are bound to lose
[RZA:]
Throw your hands in the air.
Yes
Tonite is a special nite.
Throw your hands in the air.
Tonite is a special nite.
Yes
I said : Throw your hands in the air.
Tonite is a special nite.
Woh
Throw your hands in the air.
Tonite is a special nite.
[Grimreaper :]
Well it's the grimreaper, yes I heap fools ,
I keep a low and meager profile and show my style
[RZA :]
Loose and smile broke up is wild
Slow escapade, they wanna get paid after the show
So, away we go to the MO-tel
Oh-swell
The part is so swell, up and speedin'
And the girls that a been scheming: gonna get the cream and
When I say I'm coming in the house,aahhhaa I am cumming in the House
I'm out..
Throw your hands in the air.
Tonite is a special nite.
Throw your hands up in the air.
Tonite is a special nite [X4]
[Tricky : ( sampled over and over : ) "Let's just record..."]
[Tricky :]
This is a recording
Is it is it real? I dont know how I feel
Do you know how you feel ? are you Yourself?
Or are you someone else? cause I am me, a-haha
I am me Yeah yeah
You don't have to pretend: I don't need no friends
I don't need , backers!_
It's a rack-up, it's it's do you believe,
Or do you deceive? Ah-ah
That's recording
That's recording
Ahhhhhhh Yeah
Is it the real one? the funky real one?
Is it the real one? the funky real one? Ahhh
Is it the funky real one ? the real funky real one? Ahhh
Are you the real one, the real funky real one? Ahhh-eh
Are you are you are you the real one, the real funky real one?
Writer: ADRIAN NICHOLAS MATTHEW THAWS, ANTHONY ALEXANDER CAMPBELL
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Shelf Life
by Seven Mary Three
Words keep falling from my mouth,
Trying just to slow them down.
Keep on spilling around,
Saying, "Why do you hurt me?"
And if anger is my gift,
The only gift I'm fit to bring,
Then put me on your shelf,
See the winter in me.
[Chorus]
If it's the only gift I'm fit to give,
Then put me on your shelf,
I don't want to live.
What's in that suitcase?
A picture and a name.
Brought here from someplace,
Not brought here to stay.
She picks up the pieces,
Puts down the phone.
Yes baby's not speaking to her angel anymore, no.
[Chorus]
If it's the only gift I'm fit to give,
Then put me on your shelf,
I don't want to live.
If it's the only gift I'm fit to give,
Then put me on your shelf,
I don't want to live, this way, this way, my love,
This way, this way, my love.
All of my actions
Of no consequence of you.
My love and affection just doesn't know what to do...
How can I love anyone else,
When I can't trust my...
Trying just to slow them down.
Keep on spilling around,
Saying, "Why do you hurt me?"
And if anger is my gift,
The only gift I'm fit to bring,
Then put me on your shelf,
See the winter in me.
[Chorus]
If it's the only gift I'm fit to give,
Then put me on your shelf,
I don't want to live.
What's in that suitcase?
A picture and a name.
Brought here from someplace,
Not brought here to stay.
She picks up the pieces,
Puts down the phone.
Yes baby's not speaking to her angel anymore, no.
[Chorus]
If it's the only gift I'm fit to give,
Then put me on your shelf,
I don't want to live.
If it's the only gift I'm fit to give,
Then put me on your shelf,
I don't want to live, this way, this way, my love,
This way, this way, my love.
All of my actions
Of no consequence of you.
My love and affection just doesn't know what to do...
How can I love anyone else,
When I can't trust my...
Writer: JASON POLLOCK, JASON ROSS
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, BMG Rights Management
Knock Me Out
by Linda Perry Grace Slick
You knocked me out
You bit my lip
You held me down
And kept me sober
Through all this time
With no regret
I guess that's just the way I liked it
Maybe
When I'm free
I'll realize all I really wanted
To share all the peace
Something that I never wanted
So wait
Don't go
Seems as though
It's getting scary
So please
Don't you go
Wait
Don't you go
You knocked me out
I can never be the same
I pushed you over
And here we will remain
Confusion new
Do you, and nothing's right
Nobody but you has to
Hold on to the fight
Just before you cry
It won't change you
It won't change me
And I don't even wonder why
Don't touch
Feel so much
And life
Yeah we cry
I know
Baby I know
But fate
I'm waking
I feel
I touch
I breathe
I cry
I know this
So wait
Wait
I said please
Smile just before you cry
Don't you go
You knocked me out
I can never be the same
I pushed you over
But here we still remain
You knocked me out
I can never be the same
I can take the fight
But don't
Don't take it away
You knocked me out
You bit my lip
You held me down and kept me sober
You bit my lip
You held me down
And kept me sober
Through all this time
With no regret
I guess that's just the way I liked it
Maybe
When I'm free
I'll realize all I really wanted
To share all the peace
Something that I never wanted
So wait
Don't go
Seems as though
It's getting scary
So please
Don't you go
Wait
Don't you go
You knocked me out
I can never be the same
I pushed you over
And here we will remain
Confusion new
Do you, and nothing's right
Nobody but you has to
Hold on to the fight
Just before you cry
It won't change you
It won't change me
And I don't even wonder why
Don't touch
Feel so much
And life
Yeah we cry
I know
Baby I know
But fate
I'm waking
I feel
I touch
I breathe
I cry
I know this
So wait
Wait
I said please
Smile just before you cry
Don't you go
You knocked me out
I can never be the same
I pushed you over
But here we still remain
You knocked me out
I can never be the same
I can take the fight
But don't
Don't take it away
You knocked me out
You bit my lip
You held me down and kept me sober
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Paper Dress
by Toadies
So what we did
would redefine
the perfect function
to realize
some kind of
potential...
And underneath
the paper dress
she knows we're different
shoulders and a neck
shrug away this distance
Now in my home
and in my car
I can't help but
hold my thoughts
eventually
drink back to this day
Wherever we go
Wherever we go
This ghost will follow
Wherever we go
Wherever we go
This ghost will follow
Wherever we go
Wherever we go
This ghost...
AAYYEAHH!!!
would redefine
the perfect function
to realize
some kind of
potential...
And underneath
the paper dress
she knows we're different
shoulders and a neck
shrug away this distance
Now in my home
and in my car
I can't help but
hold my thoughts
eventually
drink back to this day
Wherever we go
Wherever we go
This ghost will follow
Wherever we go
Wherever we go
This ghost will follow
Wherever we go
Wherever we go
This ghost...
AAYYEAHH!!!
Writer: GRAEME REVELL, GRAEME CHARLES REVELL
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Spit
by NY Loose
When I first heard this sound
I couldn't put it down
It made my life complete
Aint it neat
And when I went to bed
It went clawing at my head
It made me feel so dirty
Made me feel so clean
I want be your rock n' roll
I wanna be your rock n' roll
Ya know I wanna be your rock n' roll
And it's only 'cuz I like it
Ooh yeah, I like it
Oh, yeah
And if I can be that
Then put me in your hat
And wear me on your head
Yeah, that's what I said
Well, if I can't be that
Then pour me in your cup
C'mon drink me up, c'mon drink me
I wanna be your rock n' roll
I wanna be your rock n' roll
Ya know, I wanna be your push n' pull
And it's only 'cuz, I like it
Ooh yeah, I like it
Oh, yeah
And you know I like it when you spit
Oh, I like it when ya spit
And when you do that
You know I'm getting wet
Wear me on your head
Yeah, that what I said
I wanna be rock 'n roll
I wanna be rock 'n roll
Ya know I wanna be your push n' pull
And it only cuz' I like it
Ooh, yeah, I like it
Oh, yeah
I wanna be your rock n' roll
I wanna be your rock n' roll
I wanna be your heaven n' hell
I wanna be your push 'n pull
'Cuz I like it
I wanna be your rock n' roll
I couldn't put it down
It made my life complete
Aint it neat
And when I went to bed
It went clawing at my head
It made me feel so dirty
Made me feel so clean
I want be your rock n' roll
I wanna be your rock n' roll
Ya know I wanna be your rock n' roll
And it's only 'cuz I like it
Ooh yeah, I like it
Oh, yeah
And if I can be that
Then put me in your hat
And wear me on your head
Yeah, that's what I said
Well, if I can't be that
Then pour me in your cup
C'mon drink me up, c'mon drink me
I wanna be your rock n' roll
I wanna be your rock n' roll
Ya know, I wanna be your push n' pull
And it's only 'cuz, I like it
Ooh yeah, I like it
Oh, yeah
And you know I like it when you spit
Oh, I like it when ya spit
And when you do that
You know I'm getting wet
Wear me on your head
Yeah, that what I said
I wanna be rock 'n roll
I wanna be rock 'n roll
Ya know I wanna be your push n' pull
And it only cuz' I like it
Ooh, yeah, I like it
Oh, yeah
I wanna be your rock n' roll
I wanna be your rock n' roll
I wanna be your heaven n' hell
I wanna be your push 'n pull
'Cuz I like it
I wanna be your rock n' roll
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Sean Olson
by Korn
What's your lie?
Warm glance, a fake smile.
Eyes meet, your mind runs wild.
This game you play I like in a way.
You expect to grab a child (grab a child)
You think I'm innocent not wild.
Take me let's see how much I'm tamed.
Everybody listen while I think of all I know,
How to live for sure - body wall into my precious soul.
I'll show you fears, pleasure pain is my control.
Let your body lay in there, warm flesh to your fear.
Warm lips, a big smile.
Hatred runs through your insides.
This game you play - intimidation each day.
You think it's all a lie (all a lie)
They want to destroy your life.
Anger twisted your life into pain
I wish I could take control.
I wish I could let go.
I wish I could break this mould.
Inside I'm so f*cking cold.
I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming on you... [x4]
Warm glance, a fake smile.
Eyes meet, your mind runs wild.
This game you play I like in a way.
You expect to grab a child (grab a child)
You think I'm innocent not wild.
Take me - let's see how much I'm tamed.
Everybody listen while I become all I know.
How to live for sure - body wall into my precious soul.
I'll show you fears, pleasure pain is my control.
Let your body lay in there, warm flesh to your fear.
I wish I could lose control.
I wish I could let go.
I wish I could break this mould
Inside I'm so f*ckin' cold.
Weapons inside so the truth unfolds.
I am done.
That was so fun.
This one's real.
How'd it feel?
What's comin', what's comin', what's comin' on you? [x4]
I'm comin', I'm comin', I'm comin' on you... [x4]
Warm glance, a fake smile.
Eyes meet, your mind runs wild.
This game you play I like in a way.
You expect to grab a child (grab a child)
You think I'm innocent not wild.
Take me let's see how much I'm tamed.
Everybody listen while I think of all I know,
How to live for sure - body wall into my precious soul.
I'll show you fears, pleasure pain is my control.
Let your body lay in there, warm flesh to your fear.
Warm lips, a big smile.
Hatred runs through your insides.
This game you play - intimidation each day.
You think it's all a lie (all a lie)
They want to destroy your life.
Anger twisted your life into pain
I wish I could take control.
I wish I could let go.
I wish I could break this mould.
Inside I'm so f*cking cold.
I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming on you... [x4]
Warm glance, a fake smile.
Eyes meet, your mind runs wild.
This game you play I like in a way.
You expect to grab a child (grab a child)
You think I'm innocent not wild.
Take me - let's see how much I'm tamed.
Everybody listen while I become all I know.
How to live for sure - body wall into my precious soul.
I'll show you fears, pleasure pain is my control.
Let your body lay in there, warm flesh to your fear.
I wish I could lose control.
I wish I could let go.
I wish I could break this mould
Inside I'm so f*ckin' cold.
Weapons inside so the truth unfolds.
I am done.
That was so fun.
This one's real.
How'd it feel?
What's comin', what's comin', what's comin' on you? [x4]
I'm comin', I'm comin', I'm comin' on you... [x4]
Writer: BRIAN WELCH, BRIAN PHILIP WELCH, DAVID SILVERIA, DAVID RANDALL SILVERIA, JAMES SHAFFER, JAMES CHRISTIAN SHAFFER, JONATHAN DAVIS, JONATHAN HOWSMAN DAVIS, REGINALD ARVIZU
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Teething
by Deftones
First you smile at lord, I found you first
Liquified inside you, but that's if I even see you
Make you smile, I look over crying,
A getback!!!!
But that's to bad you get stuck with whores!!!
Look at yourself you ain't no genius!!!
I want to find, you won't find me, I'm coming home, but I
First you raining for, It can't be saved
Liquified him more and more,
F*ck you bitch!!!
(gibberish) to go and I go and I go and I don't know Cause I'm sick
and this ain't fun anymore!!!
But that's too bad you get stuck with whores
Look at yourself you ain't no genius
you want to find, you won't find me I'm coming home I
But that's too bad you get stuck with whores
Look at yourself you ain't no genius
you want to find you won't find me I'm coming home, hurt
You got this close to bashing (fashion?) the cash flow
How the f*ck you gonna tell me what you don't know
Your this close to bashing the cash flow
How the f*ck you gonna tell me something
Your this close to bashing in the cash
How the f*ck you gonna tell me what you don't know
Your this close to bashing
How the f*ck you gonna tell me something
Tell me something (a couple of times)
Say your prayers
But that's too bad you get stuck with whores
Look at yourself you ain't no genius
You want to find, you won't find me I'm coming home I
Liquified inside you, but that's if I even see you
Make you smile, I look over crying,
A getback!!!!
But that's to bad you get stuck with whores!!!
Look at yourself you ain't no genius!!!
I want to find, you won't find me, I'm coming home, but I
First you raining for, It can't be saved
Liquified him more and more,
F*ck you bitch!!!
(gibberish) to go and I go and I go and I don't know Cause I'm sick
and this ain't fun anymore!!!
But that's too bad you get stuck with whores
Look at yourself you ain't no genius
you want to find, you won't find me I'm coming home I
But that's too bad you get stuck with whores
Look at yourself you ain't no genius
you want to find you won't find me I'm coming home, hurt
You got this close to bashing (fashion?) the cash flow
How the f*ck you gonna tell me what you don't know
Your this close to bashing the cash flow
How the f*ck you gonna tell me something
Your this close to bashing in the cash
How the f*ck you gonna tell me what you don't know
Your this close to bashing
How the f*ck you gonna tell me something
Tell me something (a couple of times)
Say your prayers
But that's too bad you get stuck with whores
Look at yourself you ain't no genius
You want to find, you won't find me I'm coming home I
Writer: ABE CUNNINGHAM, ABRAN CUNNINGHAM, CHI CHENG, CHINO MORENO, CHINO CAMILO MORENO, STEPHEN CARPENTER
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
I Wanna Be Your Dog
by Iggy Pop
So messed up I want you here
In my room I want you here
Now we're gonna be Face-to-face
And I'll lay right down In my favorite place
And now I wanna be your dog
Now I wanna be your dog
Now I wanna be your dog
Well c'mon
Now I'm ready to close my eyes
And now I'm ready to close my mind
And now I'm ready to feel your hand
And lose my heart on the burning sands
And now I wanna be your dog
And now I wenna be your dog
Now I wanna be your dog
Well c'mon
In my room I want you here
Now we're gonna be Face-to-face
And I'll lay right down In my favorite place
And now I wanna be your dog
Now I wanna be your dog
Now I wanna be your dog
Well c'mon
Now I'm ready to close my eyes
And now I'm ready to close my mind
And now I'm ready to feel your hand
And lose my heart on the burning sands
And now I wanna be your dog
And now I wenna be your dog
Now I wanna be your dog
Well c'mon
Writer: Dave Alexander, Iggy Pop, Ron Asheton, Scott Asheton
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., BMG Rights Management
Lil Boots
by Pet
Harlequin-ee
No need to explain yourself, I was born to pay for my previous sins
Good girl goodness, we'll see how she is
Why is the world falling in on me?
Why is the world cheating on me?
Yes, girl to girl sincerity remains, though awkwardly unnamed
You never kissed, these girlfriend's lips, a simple choice to fall away
Why is the world falling in on me?
Why is the world cheating on me?
Why is the world cheating me?
you won't see that, you won't see me
you won't see that, le magic
bad magic, big magic
you won't see that, you won't see
Why is the world falling in on me?
Why is the world cheating on me?
Why is the world cheating me?
No need to explain yourself, I was born to pay for my previous sins
Good girl goodness, we'll see how she is
Why is the world falling in on me?
Why is the world cheating on me?
Yes, girl to girl sincerity remains, though awkwardly unnamed
You never kissed, these girlfriend's lips, a simple choice to fall away
Why is the world falling in on me?
Why is the world cheating on me?
Why is the world cheating me?
you won't see that, you won't see me
you won't see that, le magic
bad magic, big magic
you won't see that, you won't see
Why is the world falling in on me?
Why is the world cheating on me?
Why is the world cheating me?
Writer: GRAEME REVELL, GRAEME CHARLES REVELL
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
City of Angels
by Above the Law Frost
They all are yellin' out freeze
As I'm on these backstreets gettin' mine
Dodgin' the law, dodgin' it sublime
And if you feel me, I'm a keep it real for this episode
Makin' you raw and do some critical overload
What must I do to live in the city of angels?
Like a f*cker, who unclockin' the chamber
'Cause it remains to be the same to me
I gotta be an OG like my daddy and my grandpeppy
Don't ever touch mine, don't ever disrespect mine
Better get out to protect in case you ever cross the line
Yo, I'm like the crow, no dumb birdy
As I handle my business and as I take you on the journey
It ain't no city of the angels, brother Mack
It's just people playin' get back and more get back
Yo, a lotta drama on my block, but I never stress
Because I'm build like a Presidential Rolex
A lotta people got over the red, over the blue
A lotta people hustle 'cause they got to
But if I ever go out before I'm supposed to go
I'm gonna revenge myself like the crow
LA is sure the prettiest place to stay
Where the riders ride and the players play
I've been around the world and around the way
24-7 like everyday
I see the clock struck half past
I'm movin' fast with a blast
I'm like an angel in the city with the devil's path
And everybody's out to get me
So I quickly stick and move
And if he moves I trip, my fingers itch
I got a vision, I'm on a mission, listen
I can hear 'em, but I can't trust my intuition
I'm wishin' upon that midnight mystical
And through the darkness I'm hopin' for a miracle
I can't holler till you hear me
I gotta get me through the madness
Even though I'm guilty
And as I reload I'm all alone, set to explode
Like an unlogical murderer that's in the zone
I know they workin', the spirit's lurkin', I'm hurtin'
The triple six with the kiss got my soul searchin'
Then I woke and I choked on a cloud of smoke
It was a dream and in my dream I'd seen a black crow
LA is sure the prettiest place to stay
Where the riders ride and the players play
I've been around the world and around the way
24-7 like everyday
Another day in LA comes to an end
The dark of the night starts to set in
Lots of deals goin' down under the city lights
Welcome to the city of drag where my pants sag
And the homies still relyin' on the flag
Yeah, life starts to twist and turn
Then they hit you at another angle
Just some more drama in the city of angels
Violence is brought forth too many years
F*ckin' memories, we cried so many tears
Oh, the devil plays the repo man
And he's suckin' up souls as fast as he can
It's no question, it's in our nature
A .45 brings out the criminal behaviour
When the clouds in the sky turn black and gloom
As soon as the smoke starts to fill the room
Your heart starts to beat, it's like a ritual
And the feelin' that you get is somewhat spiritual
I'm a have to let you know how reality go
Learn to fly like the crow as you slide into limbo
LA is sure the prettiest place to stay
Where the riders ride and the players play
I've been around the world and around the way
24-7 like everyday
As I'm on these backstreets gettin' mine
Dodgin' the law, dodgin' it sublime
And if you feel me, I'm a keep it real for this episode
Makin' you raw and do some critical overload
What must I do to live in the city of angels?
Like a f*cker, who unclockin' the chamber
'Cause it remains to be the same to me
I gotta be an OG like my daddy and my grandpeppy
Don't ever touch mine, don't ever disrespect mine
Better get out to protect in case you ever cross the line
Yo, I'm like the crow, no dumb birdy
As I handle my business and as I take you on the journey
It ain't no city of the angels, brother Mack
It's just people playin' get back and more get back
Yo, a lotta drama on my block, but I never stress
Because I'm build like a Presidential Rolex
A lotta people got over the red, over the blue
A lotta people hustle 'cause they got to
But if I ever go out before I'm supposed to go
I'm gonna revenge myself like the crow
LA is sure the prettiest place to stay
Where the riders ride and the players play
I've been around the world and around the way
24-7 like everyday
I see the clock struck half past
I'm movin' fast with a blast
I'm like an angel in the city with the devil's path
And everybody's out to get me
So I quickly stick and move
And if he moves I trip, my fingers itch
I got a vision, I'm on a mission, listen
I can hear 'em, but I can't trust my intuition
I'm wishin' upon that midnight mystical
And through the darkness I'm hopin' for a miracle
I can't holler till you hear me
I gotta get me through the madness
Even though I'm guilty
And as I reload I'm all alone, set to explode
Like an unlogical murderer that's in the zone
I know they workin', the spirit's lurkin', I'm hurtin'
The triple six with the kiss got my soul searchin'
Then I woke and I choked on a cloud of smoke
It was a dream and in my dream I'd seen a black crow
LA is sure the prettiest place to stay
Where the riders ride and the players play
I've been around the world and around the way
24-7 like everyday
Another day in LA comes to an end
The dark of the night starts to set in
Lots of deals goin' down under the city lights
Welcome to the city of drag where my pants sag
And the homies still relyin' on the flag
Yeah, life starts to twist and turn
Then they hit you at another angle
Just some more drama in the city of angels
Violence is brought forth too many years
F*ckin' memories, we cried so many tears
Oh, the devil plays the repo man
And he's suckin' up souls as fast as he can
It's no question, it's in our nature
A .45 brings out the criminal behaviour
When the clouds in the sky turn black and gloom
As soon as the smoke starts to fill the room
Your heart starts to beat, it's like a ritual
And the feelin' that you get is somewhat spiritual
I'm a have to let you know how reality go
Learn to fly like the crow as you slide into limbo
LA is sure the prettiest place to stay
Where the riders ride and the players play
I've been around the world and around the way
24-7 like everyday
Writer: GRAEME REVELL, GRAEME CHARLES REVELL
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
Believe In Angels
by Heather Nova
[ Featuring Graeme Revell ]
(The Crow : City Of Angels Soundtrack)
Where the silence falls
There the river runs deep
Where the shadow ends
So begins the dream
Where the hunger leads me
It's hard to believe
I'll be lost to you
It's the blood that ties
It's the hurt that heals
It's the face you hide
Hides the pain you feel
So hold me up now
Yeah, I'm afraid to breathe
An' I'm lost to you
Yeah, I'm lost to you
I believe in a heaven
I believe in the night
I believe there's a path to follow
I believe in the light
Part of you is the devil
Part of you is the light
I'm gonna fly
Through the city of angels
Hold me under
Let the river wash away my sins
Let me drown and you
Let the water and the love rush you
You can hear me whisper
When you're listenin'
And I'm lost to you
Yeah, lost to you
I believe in a heaven
I believe in the night
I believe there's a path to follow
I believe in the light
Part of you is the devil
Part of you is the light
I'm gonna fly
Through the city of angels
It's the blood that ties
It's the hurt that heals
It's the face you hide
Hides the pain you feel
So hold me up now
I long to believe
And I'm lost to you
Yeah, lost to you
I believe in a heaven
I believe in the night
I believe there's a path to follow
I believe in the light
Part of you is the devil
Part of you is the light
I'm gonna fly
Through the city of angels
I believe in a heaven
I believe in the night
I believe there's a path to follow
I believe in the light
Part of you is the devil
Part of you is the light
I'm gonna fly
Through the city of angels
Oh- through the city of angels....
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
The original soundtrack of The Crow: City of Angels, the sequel to the 1994 film The Crow, was released on July 29, 1996, by Hollywood Records. The album includes a cover of the Fleetwood Mac song "Gold Dust Woman" by Hole, as well as tracks by other heavyweight artists such as White Zombie, Korn, Deftones and Iggy Pop. Like the original Crow soundtrack, a song by Joy Division (one of O'Barr's favorite bands) is covered, "In a Lonely Place" by Bush.
Initial pressings contained a small Crow comic in the CD booklet, written by John Wagner and illustrated by Dean Ormston.
Hole, Filter, Tricky and Rob Zombie all returned for the soundtrack of The Crow: Salvation.
According to RIAA, the album has been certified Platinum with sales exceeding 1 million copies in the United States. The album was reportedly banned in Korea and Singapore.
-Wikipedia
Genre(s):
Soundtrack, Alternative rock, heavy metal, industrial rock, gothic rock, hip hop Initial pressings contained a small Crow comic in the CD booklet, written by John Wagner and illustrated by Dean Ormston.
Hole, Filter, Tricky and Rob Zombie all returned for the soundtrack of The Crow: Salvation.
According to RIAA, the album has been certified Platinum with sales exceeding 1 million copies in the United States. The album was reportedly banned in Korea and Singapore.
-Wikipedia
Producer(s): Jeff Most
Length: 74:00
Released: July 29th, 1996
Year: 1996