Couldn’t Get It Right
Time was driftin’, this rock has got to roll
So I hit the road and made my getaway
Restless feelin’, really got a hold
I started searching for a better way
And I kept on looking for a sign in the middle of the night
But I couldn’t see the light, no I couldn’t see the light
I kept on lookin’ for a way to take me through the night
But I couldn’t get it right, no I couldn’t get it right…yeah
LA fever, made me feel alright
But I must admit it got the best of me
Gettin’ down, so deep I nearly drowned
I can’t get back the way I used to be
And I kept on looking for a sign in the middle of the night
But I couldn’t see the light, no I couldn’t see the light
I kept on lookin’ for a way to take me through the night
But I couldn’t get it right, no I couldn’t get it right…yeah
New York City, took me with the tide
I nearly died from the hospitality
Left me stranded, and took away my pride
Just another know-it-all fatality
And I kept on looking for a sign in the middle of the night
But I couldn’t see the light, no I couldn’t see the light
I kept on lookin’ for a way to take me through the night
But I couldn’t get it right, no I couldn’t get it right
Scooby Snacks (Schmoove Version)
Now me and Fast got the gats, we out to rob a bank
We got Steve outside carrying a full pack
And everything is cool and everything is smooth
I walk up to the teller, I give her my letter
She gives me the loot with puckered up lips
And a wink that I found cute, and I said,
”Baby, baby, baby,
Is there some Kharmic-Chi love thing happening here or what?”
But by that time Fast tapped me with the 9
He said it’s time to blow, ya know
So out the door we go back to the ride
With Steve inside and alive and off we drive
Now see I hurt my lower lumbar, you know we never get far
Riding around in a stolen police car
So we dropped it off, piled in the Caddy
Steve was driving ‘cos I had to talk to my man…
Running around robbing banks
All whacked off on Scooby Snacks (x2)
Now I don’t give a hell about the hell’s gate
Ain’t punkin’ the crowd man I’m still standing up straight
So we pull these jobs make a little money
No one gets hurt if they don’t act funny
On the way to the yacht, we almost got caught
Fast shooting mailboxes, knowing where the cops is
Yeah, they at the Dunkin Donuts, adjacent from the phone box
Whose mailbox Fast had just exploded
They gave chase, and my man Steve’s an ace
And we lost those brothers with haste
We cast it off and along we went
Off Bermuda to an island resort that we rent
Running around robbing banks
All whacked off on Scooby Snacks
Shining Star
Honey you, are my shining star
And don’t you go away, Mmm baby
I wanna be, right here where you are
Until my dying day, Mmm baby
So many have tried, tried to find
A love like yours and mine, yeah baby
Girl don’t you realise that you hypnotise?
It makes me love you more and more each time, yeah baby
Honey I’m a never gonna leave you lonely
Now give my love to you one and only, one and only
Honey you, are my shining star
And don’t you go away, Mmm baby
I wanna be, right here where you are
Until my dying day, Mmm baby
It feels so good, lying here next to you
Lost in love, yeah baby
‘Cos baby when we touch, I love you so much
You’re everything I ever dreamed of, yeah baby.
Honey I’m a never gonna leave you lonely
Give my love to you one and only, to you only, to you only
Honey you, are my shining star
And don’t you go away, Mmm baby
I wanna be, right here where you are
Until my dying day, Mmm baby
Now listen…
Bombin’ The L (Circa 1956 Version)
I used to move more ya-yo than Phizer Pharmaceuticals
Paid my ass through college, and still had residuals
Moved more weight than Arnold on steroids
I shot more punks in the ass than rocks in asteroids
Caught more heat than Aruba in August
Never spilled the beans when the cops finally caught us
All my liquid assets are flowing like a stream
My fingers are faster than Yngwie Malmstein
Everybody round me making money
I see everybody round me making money
Why can’t I?
I know it’s tough not to pick up my 12 gauge
Lord, I can’t change
I get my macaroni salad from Dean and Deluca
I top my Red Death with the White Sambuca
Stick up kid yeah, without no errors
I’m smashing twelve hundreds on sucker rhyme sayers
Like Hendrix I freak you, like Tito I treat you
There’s something about a train
Yeah, boom sha boom, boom sha boom
Lord, I can’t change (x6)
Boom sha boom, yeah boom sha boom
I’m Not In Love
I’m Not In Love, so don’t forget it
It’s just some silly phase that I’m going through
And just because, I call you up
Hey, don’t get me wrong, don’t think that you got it made
I’m not in love, no, no
It’s just because
I’d like to see you, but then again
That doesn’t mean, you mean that much to me
So if I call you, don’t make no fuss
Don’t tell your friends about the two of us
I’m not in love, no, no
Oh, it’s just because
I keep your picture, up on my wall
It hides a nasty stain that’s lying there
So don’t you ask me, to give it back
You know it doesn’t mean that much to me
I’m not in love, no, no
Oh, it’s just because
Ooooh, you wait a long time for me
Ooooh, you wait a long time for me
What’s the matter? Big boys don’t cry!
Ooooh, you wait a long time for me
Ooooh, you wait a long time for me
What’s the matter? Big boys don’t cry!
I’m not in love, so just forget it
It’s just a silly phase that I’m going through
And just because, I call you up
Don’t get me wrong, don’t think that you got it made
I’m Not In Love, no, no
I’m Not In Love, no, no
I’m Not In Love, no, no
Hey, I’m Not In Love, no, no
I’m Not In Love, no, no, no
I’m Not In Love
The Summer Wind (with Ian McCulloch)
The summer wind, came blowing in, from across the sea
It lingered there, to touch your hair, and walk with me
All summer long, you sing a song, and we strolled that golden sand
Two sweethearts, and the summer wind
Like painted kites, those days and nights, they went flying by
The world was new, beneath the blue, umbrella sky
And softer than a papa man, one day it called to you
I lost you, I lost you to the summer wind
Young wind, and the well aware, they have come and gone
and still the days, those lonely days, they go on and on and on
And guess who sighs, his lullabies, through nights that never end
My fickle friend, the summer wind, on the summer wind (repeat to fade)
Crazy Train
Crazy, but that’s how it goes
Millions of people, living as hos
But maybe, it’s not too late
To learn how to love and forget how to hate
Mental wounds, still healing
Drivin’ me, insane
I’m going off the rails of that crazy train
I’ve listened to preachers, I’ve even listened to fools, y’all
I’ve watched all the dropouts, who make their own rules
See one person’s condition, to whom they control
You know the media sells it y’all, and you live the woe
Mental wounds, still healing
Drivin’ me, insane
I’m going off the rails of that crazy train
I know that things ain’t going well for my ass
But you gots to listen to my words, yeah, yeah, yeah
As of a cold war, that’s what we become
Inheriting troubles, yo I’m mentally numb
Yeah crazy, I just cannot bear
I’m livin’ with something, that just isn’t fair
Mental wounds, not healing
Drivin’ me, insane
See I’m going off the rails of that crazy train
Crazy
I Can’t Get With That (Schmoove Version)
They try to move us, to use us
Like Judas did Jesus, to please us
Diverting the issues to misuse the peoples
How are we gonna get ‘em out?
And how we gonna vote ‘em out?
When the wingtips got it locked up
With one thing you don’t show
Ya dig it? Yeah the freaking wingtips did it
But some of us is wise and some of us are suckers
And we all bleed red, even racist motherfuckers
And I can’t get with that
No I can’t get with that (x2)
I said: No, I can’t get with that
No I can’t get with that (x2)
(x3)
I see the hos and the hustlers be piled up in clusters
Now since they upped the anti, and hooked up Giuliani
And the black kill the black
And Latino kill Latino; man it’s evil
The same damn story in the sequel
I thought I fought for what was right
But in the end, my friend, 20-20 is hindsight
(Here’s a quarter…uh, uh!)
And I can’t get with that
No I can’t get with that (x2)
I said: No, I can’t get with that
No I can’t get with that (x2)
We Have All The Time In The World (Copa Cabana Version)
We have all the time in the world
Time enough for life to unfold
All the precious things that life has in store
And we got all the love in the world
And as time goes by you will find we need nothing more
And every step of the way will find us
With the cares of the world behind us
Yeah we got all the time in the world for love
Nothing more, nothing less, only love
And every step of the way will find us
With the cares of the world behind us
Yeah we got all the time in the world for love
Nothing more, nothing less, only love
Only love, yeah baby
Coney Island Girl (Schmoove Version)
Coney Island girl
I know this ain’t no time to be a-talking
And baby, I’ll understand it if you keep on walking
It’s not like I liked your ass anyway
It’s the way that you swagger and sway
Reminds me of a girl I used to know back in the day
Coney island girl
Now Coney don’t get mad
I gave you all that I thought I had
I must live my life alone
And never kiss anyone else on the cyclone
As crazy as it seems
I’m having recurring dreams
You are not there, but she is
So now split!
Coney Island girl (x4)
I’ll Be Seeing You
And I’ll be seeing you, in all the old, familiar places
That this heart of mine embraces, all day through
And in that small cafe, the park along the way
The children’s carousel
The chestnut trees and the wishing well
And I’ll be seeing you, in every lovely summer’s day
In everything that’s light and gay, I’ll always think of you that way
And I’ll find you, in the morning sun, and when the night is young
I’ll be looking at the moon, but I’ll be seeing you
[Bonus] Up On The Hill (Instrumental Version)
No lyrics
