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Artist:Deacon Blue
Taken from the album When The World Knows Your Name by Deacon Blue
Album:When The World Knows Your Name
Track:Wages Day
 
Date Added:27/04/2015
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Lyrics:There he stood and there we left
Outside the flashing neon sign
With the smell of cheap
cigars
And the hope of sweet perfume
And his heart it was reeling
With the thrill of
it all
All to do and only hours
He said all this is all yours

You can have it
all
You can take it all away
From where we left off
Living it all
Your
way
If you'll stand in my shoes
If you'll do what I do
On a wages day
On a wages
day

And the cap from Disneyland
That his cousin she brought back
Stays open in
his hand
From one week to another
And this long narrow land
Is full of
possibility
All to do and only hours
He said all this is all yours

You can have
it all
You can take it all away
From where we left off
Living it all
Your
way
If you'll stand in my shoes
If you'll do what I do
On a wages day
On a wages
day

And you can have it all
You can take it all away
From where we left
off
Living it all
Your way
If you'll stand in my shoes
If you'll do what I
do
On a wages day
On a wages day

On a wages day
On a wages day
On a
wages day
On a wages day
If you'll do what I do
On a wages day
 


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raekwon_meth_vs_chef

Intro:

Duel, worthy of a general
If you want to fight, fight with me!
One to
one! Man to man!

Get ready to gel team!
Live and direct from the one-six-ooh
We
got Tical, pow! Raekwon the Chef, Tical!
It's about to go on, Tical!
You make the call, I
make the call!
It's all for all
Method Man, Raekwon the Chef
(count my shells)

And there's about to be one left
(count my shells, n---a)
I know you know it'son kid

(Bring that s--t I don't give a f--k!)
*bell rings*

Verse One: Method Man


Who lit that s--t it was I the chinky-eye
Cheeba-hawk from New York, Tical Staten
Isle
n---az thought, that they could walk a dog but they caught
a bad situation, cause I'm
a sandwich short
of a picnic, cause you ain't equipped with the sickening
style, blowing
up the spot like ballistic
missiles, I be comin through like the four-nine-three-eleven

tearing up the power-u, Me-Tical
A bad motherf--king buddah monk, what the f--k
hit
your chest, like cardiac arrest, blow the front
out the frame, hit the p---ycat for the pain

of the dog s--t, nobody move run your garments
A rugged vet, terrible like a Champion
sweat
Wrap a power in a tec, to wet
a n---a up, with all the dangerous diseases

Sniffling sneezing coughing aching stuffy head fever
f--ker, I think it's bout time that
you suffer
Bobbin on my nob like an all day s--ker
*bell rings* b--ch!
Meth Vs. Chef

(it's my turn) Meth Vs. Chef
(yo let's bring that s--t baby) Meth Vs. Chef
(yo, yeah,
one more time n---a) Meth Vs. Chef
(callin me out, it's goin off) I blow your f--kin aaa to
death
*bell rings*

Verse Two: Raekwon the Chef -ac

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