Text ... Song in the Motown style. Positive & catchy. Male singer, rhythm & ...Song in the Motown style. Positive & catchy. Male singer, rhythm & horn section.
Dear nastia I can keep on dying without you nowshare with me now but I don't know how don't go home tonightI don't know why I explose I feel my heart is on your road but I can't find youI don't know what's holding you I feel your heart 's close to mine toowhat's happen now with you I wanna tell you I don't want loose you I want love babejust with you lady I would do everything for your happinesswhat ever u want I will get yeahbabe I can die for you but you have to stay with me tonight Dear nastia I can't keep on playing at this game nowI don't know what's going on I feel your arms around me tremblewhat did you fear?I don't know why I'm holding you I feel your eyes close to mine toowhat's happen now with youI want tell you
Text ... Catchy & upfifting soul/groove song. Male singer, horn section & ...Catchy & upfifting soul/groove song. Male singer, horn section & rhythm. Sax chorus & 1'10.
It’s time to get upYou gotta get up now‘Cause that groove won’t take so long It’s time to get upYou gotta get up nowDon’t stop this groove and let that song It’s time to get upYou gotta get up now x2 Don’t touch me nowLet me take you highI just want to be all your dreams, your fantasies Don’t forget the dayThe day that we could fly awayDon’t you want to seeWhat your life can truly be It’s time to get upIt’s time to get up now x4 PartyIt’s time for party now x4
Text ... Determined & catchy. Outro. Rock band with synth & male singer.
In the starless night I can't feel your touchAlone in my bed I can't feel your touch Though I try (I can't sleep tonight) I can't sleep tonightThough I try (I can't sleep tonight) I can't sleep tonight In the starless night I can't feel your touchAlone in my bed I can't feel your touch Though I try (I can't sleep tonight) I can't sleep tonightThough I try (I can't sleep tonight) I can't sleep tonight In the starless night I can't feel your touchAlone in my bed I can't feel your touch Though I try (I can't sleep tonight) I can't sleep tonightThough I try (I can't sleep tonight) I can't sleep tonight
Text ... Tough & dynamic. Rock band with synth. Alarm @ 1'12.
POP MUSIC 3 radio edit When I'm drunk at the barPop music , when I'm driving my carPop music , feel like a superstarPop music , dancing in my bra Pop music , Pop music , Pop music , pop pop musicPop music , Pop music , Pop music , pop pop music Yeah I know it's trashIt ain't punk so it's junkPop music , it is hard to admitI know that I love it Pop music , Pop music , Pop music , pop pop musicPop music , Pop music , Pop music , pop pop music I want to be a superstar, giving it up, taking a bowI want to be a superstar, giving it up, taking a bow Pop music , Pop music , Pop music , pop pop music
I've got a feeling that you should knowThat we could leave anytimeThere's a place I found we could goInto the sun we will hide Waking up I'm gettin so excitedThe air outside is so warmForget the city we will reach the countryRight to the sun we will drive
Oh I know...This could be our time / this could be a fine time I've got a feeling that you should knowThat this could be our timethe grass is green we hear the birds are singinginto the sun we feel fine Oh I know...This could be our time / this could be a fine time
Text ... Charming & happy. Ukulele, keyboard, piano & rhythm.
I've got a feeling that you should knowThat we could leave anytimeThere's a place I found we could goInto the sun we will hide Waking up I'm gettin so excitedThe air outside is so warmForget the city we will reach the countryRight to the sun we will drive Oh I know...This could be our time / this could be a fine time I've got a feeling that you should knowThat this could be our timethe grass is green we hear the birds are singinginto the sun we feel fine Oh I know...This could be our time / this could be a fine time
Know there's no oneNo one like you(All day) No there's no oneNo one like you(All day)(All day) Know there's no oneNo one like you(All day) Know there's no oneNo one like you(All day )All dayAll day Well you knowthere's no oneWho makes me feel like youOh you know there's no oneWho makes me feel like youOh feel like youFeel like you
So now it’s decided; it’s out in the open, it’s all clearSo now, we’re dividedBurnt down burnt out, cropped sheer my dear, I fearNow it’s all broken and the poison is placed in the trapSo tell me how to pretend with convictionAnd survive in this mire of contradiction So what about this fruit of loveTell me how to protect it from the hail of hate x2That lays in waitThat lays in wait How to keep up appearances in this neglected garden that’s meHow to explain disappearances to these innocent victims you seeSo now I’m a painless shroud, I’m pulling all the shotsA prisoner of my soul, my mind, my bodyAt night I rattle the door handles; I try to keep lost So what about this fruit of loveTell me how to protect it from the hail of hate x 4That… lays in wait I can’t help it if this is just a small town, and everybody knows your businessWell, I can’t help it if this is just a small town and everybody knows your businessI can’t help it if this is such a small town and everybody knows your business Maybe better to keep up appearancesMaybe, Maybe
Text ... Dynamic & sustained. Synth, electric guitar, female singer, brass & ...Dynamic & sustained. Synth, electric guitar, female singer, brass & rhythm.
So now you’ve picked at me, dissected me, masticated me,eaten me, feasted on me, wasted me and left me with the scraps. Now you’ve diverted me, distorted me, dislocated me, decorticated me, dissipated me, integrated me and left me with the scabs. I hope you’ll be sick through your skin, through your teeth through your stomach I hope you’ll retch and writhe in your own stinking vomit. I’ll lay in wait with baited breath while you wreath and you writhe in the mire or lies that you made and you choke on your own perfect poison. Now you’ve invested me, invaded me, infested me, downgraded me, masturbated me, violated me.You calculated me, incriminated me, discriminated me, humiliated me, terminated me, contaminated me.
I hope you’ll be sick through your skin, through your teeth through your stomach I hope you’ll retch and writhe in your own stinking vomit. I’ll lay in wait with baited breath while you wreath and you writhe in the mire or lies that you made and you choke on your own perfect poison. I hope you’ll be sick Through your teeth through your stomach through your face, I hope you’ll retch and writhe
Now here come the helicoptersBut they won’t save you baby I hope you’ll be sick through your skin, through your teeth through your stomach I hope you’ll retch and writhe in your own stinking vomit Through your skin, through your teeth, through your stomach Retch and writhe, retch and writhe, retch and writhe
You say you’re a rainstorm, you say you’re a kiteYou say you’re a moment that isn’t always rightYou say you’re confusion, that you can’t know what’s in sightYou say, understand me; but boy, you’re losing heightYou say you’re a soldier, with your own war to fightWell don’t you think it comes in handy,to lose yourself in flight? You say you are, you say you are, you say you are sorryYou say you are, you say you are, you say you are sorryWell so am I You say you’re a snowstorm but now you’re falling fastBut boy when your mama made you, well, she figured out you’d lastYou say you’re at random, and now you’ve lost controlThat surely you’ll regret it, oh, come on, boy, take a holdYou say you’re a rainstorm, skimming across the bayYou say you eat dinner, in a very special way You say you are, you say you are, you say you are sorryYou say you are, you say you are, you say you are sorryYou say you are, you say you are, you say you are sorryYou say you are, you say you are, you say you are sorry Well so am IWell so am IWell so am IAnd so am I Well so am IWell so am IWell so am IWell so am I
Text ... Dynamic & changing. Electric guitar, male singer, synth & rhythm.
Is it alright ? If I can’t move aheadYour speed is too highWell I can’tFollow your strideLife’s not a race I don’t want toI’m not prepared toI will loose you I’ve been runningI’m exhaustedI feel nakedBut it’s not time to complainFlyingYou’re excitedYou gonna win againAnd smile upon my face Even at nightYou don’t want to restThe run is still hardUselessAnd I do wonderIf you will stop somedayAnd would you botherIf I no longer wait ?
One two three won’t you give upThree four five won’t you screw upOne two three won’t you give upThree four five won’t you screw up I’ve been runningI’m exhaustedI feel nakedBut it’s not time to complainFlyingYou’re excitedYou gonna win againAnd smile upon my face
