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Under Pressure (with dialog)

Dan dan dan darararan
Dan dan dan darararan (ba ban)
Dan dan dan darararan (ba ban)
Dan dan daran
Dan dan dare (ba ban)
Dararan dandare
Dararan dandare
 
Well, here we go...
Yeah, you're talking Bryan
You are with me, boys?
Oh yeah
 
Pressure, pushing down on me
Pressing down on you. No man ask for
Under pressure, that takes a nation down
Splits a family in two, puts people on streets
 
Um ba ba be
Um ba ba be
De day da
De day da
 
It's the terror of knowing what this world is about
Watching some good friends scream 'Let me out!'
Pray tomorrow take me higher
Pray tomorrow take me higher!
 
Did you hear that? They're doing it again
Doing what?
This!
Ahaha, fascinating!
What is it?
I have no idea!
Wow! What's it for?
Perhaps, it's a momentary relief from the existencial terrors of existence
Oh, yeah... what?
It brings out my happy!
 
(Why? Oh, why? Tell me why)
 
Hey Bryan, what are you doing?
Sometimes you gotta back off to go forward
 
Can't we give ourselves one more chance?
Why can't we give love that one more chance?
Why can't we give love, give love, give love, give love
Give love, give love, give love, give love, give love?
 
Every now, every night, every hour
 
Yeah, c'mon take your hands up!
C'mon, c'mon, give love yo, give love yo!
 
Hey! Get down here
Who, me?
Yeah come on, every step counts
 
Is love such an old fashioned word?
And love dares you to care for
The people on the edge of the night
And love dares you to change our way of
Caring about ourselves
 
This is our last dance
This is our last dance
This is ourselves
 
People of the world unite
Strength in number we can get it right
One time!
 

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Second Hand News

I know there's nothing to say
Someone has taken my place
When times go bad
When times go rough
Won't you lay me down in the tall grass
And let me do my stuff?
 
I know I got nothing on you
I know there's nothing to do
When times go bad
And you can't get enough
Won't you lay me down in the tall grass
And let me do my stuff?
 
One thing I think you should know
I ain't gonna miss you when you go
Been down so long
I've been tossed around enough
Oh, couldn't you just let me go down
And do my stuff?
 
I know you're hoping to find
Someone who's gonna give you piece of mind
When times go bad
When times go rough
Won't you lay me down in the tall grass
And let me do my stuff?
 
I'm your second hand news
I'm your second hand news, yeah
I'm your second hand news
I'm your second hand news, yeah
I'm your second hand news
I'm your second hand news, yeah
I'm your second hand news
I'm your second hand news, yeah
 

Lancelot

I can see you standing here alone
Man in armour looking at the dawn
Shadows now cross your eyes
Who is on your mind, my young Lord?
 
You are known as Lancelot of the Lake
Man with strenght that nobody can break
You're the Kingdom's pride
Fortune's on your side again
 
You are riding across the land, fighting for your lady
Holding so tight her silver sword
She is so beautiful, dancing among the maidens
But will she ever free your heart?
 
CHORUS:
Riding over mountains
Loving in the night
Dancing near the mountains
Holding a graceful lady
Hiding in a castle
Living in a dream
Fighting for your love one
Lancelot
 
Dream you hold the woman in your arms
You have nothing still to shield your heart
I know beauty can win the bravest men forever
 
You shall try to forget the dame
Fighting the mighty battles
Until the night will make you dream
And your courage will bring you fame
Inside the courts and castles
Minstrels will sing it to your queen
 
REPEAT CHORUS
 
And now when the music will end
Will she turn and forget, will she cry?
Will you still be fighting the wind now
And dreaming your love in the night?
 
REPEAT CHORUS
 

Pussy, Money, Weed

[Verse 1]
All I think about is life, nights, sippin' on Sprite
Little codeine, nigga get throwed right
Two blonde dykes wanna kiss all night
I just pray to God that the shit go right
Little ugness in the fist, don't fight
Fuck a dog ho and the bitch gon' bite
A$AP nigga, sip Cris all night
So them R Kelly hoes gettin' pissed on twice
Damn, how a young nigga get so nice
Young nigga cold like he sit on ice
Fuck broke, tryin' to be rich all life
I could've been a criminal and just rolled dice
My nuts hangin', my top back
Hoes screamin' that Pac back
Throwin' Westside, bandana tied
A$AP life, gotta Pac tat
Harlem world my whole block strapped
Hoes all in my jock strap
My whip white but my top black
And my bitch white, but my cock black
Purple drink, got that
Tell these hoes all to twerk somethin'
Bounce on me, bitch, hurt somethin'
Tell her pop that pussy like it's worth somethin'
So shawty, she a stunna and daddy, he a runna
Be that pretty mothafucka, you could call me what you wanna
Cause I'm in love with that ass, she in love with the cash
So she shakin' it fast and then makin' the stacks
And I'm takin' it back and I'm takin' her back
To the house just to bust in her mouth and I'm kickin' her out
 
[Pre-Hook]
How ‘bout me and you, and you and her
Take a ride to make this high
On and on and on and on
On and on and on and on
So I say
 
[Hook x4]
Pussy, money, weed (Yeah)
Pussy, money, weed (Y-yeah)
Pussy, money, weed (Yeah)
That's all a nigga need (Y-yeah)
 
[Verse 2]
Uh, smokin' out, pourin' up
Purple drink up in my cup
Bitches actin' Hollywood
In my hood they wanna fuck
Purple stuff, yellow tusk
Yellow stuff look like a bus
She look like the type to front
But most likely the type to fuck
Make a buck, catch a nut
This shit be that trill livin'
Show you how the trill get it
Nigga, Pimp C gone, but he still livin'
Cause I'm still sippin' and my grill's glistenin'
Got me gold grills, shinin' and I'm still tippin'
Cause I'm still pimpin', but it feel different
Cause it's trill pimpin', nigga deal with it
That's all a nigga need, that's all a nigga need
Got a bitch up on my shoulder, got another on my sleeve
I said these bitches know my steeze
WV's, weak in the knees
Got them bitches movin' them keys
Rollin' the weed, duckin' them G's
Got a bad bitch from Belize, another overseas
If she don't wear no weave, then her hair down to her knees
Got my wifeys smokin' trees, my bad bitch on that E
But that pussy, money, weed, shit that's all a nigga need
 
[Pre-Hook/Hook x4]
 

Vegetable Man

Vegetable Man
 
In yellow shoes I get the blues
Though I walk the streets with my plastic feet
With my blue velvet trousers, make me feel pink
There's a kind of stink about blue velvet trousers
In my paisley shirt I look a jerk
And my turquoise waistcoat is quite out of sight
But oh oh my haircut looks so fair
Vegetable man where are you?
 
So I've changed my gear, and I find my knees
And I covered them up with the latest cut
And my pants and socks all point in a box
They don't make long of my nylon socks
 
The watch, black watch
My watch with a black face
And a big pin, a little hole
And all the lot is what I got
It's what I wear, it's what you see
It must be me, it's what I am
Vegetable man
 
I've been looking all over the place for a place for me
But it ain't anywhere, it just ain't anywhere
Vegetable man, vegetable man
He's the kind of person, you just gonna see him if you can
Vegetable man