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Style

(style) style, uh!
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Style, dig it
(style) style, come on
Uh, style
Style is not something that comes in a bottle
Style is more like jackie o. when she was doin aristotle
Style is not a logo that sticks 2 the roof of ones ass
Style is like a second cousin 2 class
U got it! - style, come on
U got it! - style, say what?
U got it! - style, come on
U got it! - style, check it
Style aint sittin court side with the owner of the team
Style is owning the court and charging em all a fee
Style is not lusting after someone because theyre cool
Style is loving yourself til everyone else does 2
U got it! - style, come on
U got it! - style, maybe
U got it! - style, well well
U got it! - style
Bridge:
Style dont get drunk on a saturday night
Try 2 dress up every sunday mornin bright
Style dont get married then break the vow in a year
Style is keepin a promise
Raise your hand yall if u hear me
(style) {x2}
Style is not biting style when u cant find the funk
Style is the face u make on a michael jordon dunk
Style aint the jeep u bought when u know your broke ass got bills
Style is lettin your lover drive while u talk on the phone and chill
U got it! - style
U got it! - style, maybe
U got it! - style, come on
U got it! - style
Bridge:
Style is a gold-tooth smile with an attitude
Style is a peaceful wild postin the rude
Style is growing your own food
Style is a non-violent march
Style is an accurate account of whats inside every heart (style)
Style is not a lie
Style is a man that cries
Style is the glow in a pregnant womans eyes
(style) {x4}
U got it! - style, come on
U got it! - style, do that, do that
U got it! - style, got it?
U got it! - style, mad, come on

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song performed by Prince
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Style (Pablo)

Now here comes a musical shack attack
Really on truly design to make you rock
Whether you white or black
In a pants or frock
Round a front or back
Down an bottom or on top
Is Pablo Ranks round the microphone a chat
On the musical shack attack seen (Dreadlocks)
Here them style ya now star
Ca me say if a don't Patton then a style
A me say is a don't Patton them a style (Smile)
A mi say if a don't patton them a style (Wicked on wile)
Say if a don't Patton them a style
Mi young a say strong Jah know mi well virile
True mi eant everything them a say that spwile
Man mi run way left mi yard them a say that mi wile
Say mi lock the education but mi versatile, true mi
Sell the callie weel on them mi collect the kile
Babylon want fi hold mi it is just for a while
Say mi break out a jail a man use a file
Say mi head in a the mountain - under low profile
Mi say if a don't Patton them a style (right)
A me say if a don't Patton them a style (Flashitta)
Ca me say if a don't Patton then a style (Bubble)
A mi say if a don't Patton then a style
But a true say Pablo cool Pablo wasn't hostile
Mi rub down fi mi skin yes in a coconut oil
Me rap ip fi mi weed in a bacofile
Mi chat the rub a dub fi make the girls them smile
The blood in a them body (man) me want it fi boil
With swet a run them back like a engine oil
With the lyrics them a fire like any missile
Pablo Ranks around the mic as your disciplin child
Well mi fire fi mi lyrics for a million mile
All the girls them in the dance say him dea under profile
Ca me say if a don't Patton them a style
A me say if a don't Patton them astyle (wicked and wile)
Say if a don't Patton then a style (Gwan)
Ca me say if a don't them a style
You know say Pablo Ranks him a you cullicked yard child
A tell you that Patton that a Patton
Me say style a style
But a snake on a lizard on a crocodile
But a them dea creature me say call reptile
But anywhere you go, you know those a pure style
But a Pablo Rankin dea ya cause him wicked and wile
Come fi run down the rubadub in a yard style
Make the girls them in the dance hall feel fi smile
Make the blood in a them body (just) starte fi boil
Make the swet a run them back like a engine oil

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song performed by Ub40
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Chill Out

and we're ancient
and we like to roam the land...
we're justified and we're ancient
I hope you'll understand
Pulling Out Of Ricardo and the Dusk Is Falling Fast
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Six Hours To Lousiana, Black Coffee Going Cold
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Dream Time In Lake Jackson
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Madrugada Eterna
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Through the light
Come get your mojo hey
Come back fat as a rat
All the way down the east coast
Get ready
Get ready
Get-get-I tore all the way down the east coast
I'm talkin' to you baby
You!
Get-get-get-get-get-ready
Get ready
You!
You!
But in the kingdom of God...
...come back fat as a rat
all the way down the east coast
come back fat as a rat (rat rat rat)
if-if-if ya need me baby
if ya need me baby
if ya need me baby
when the sun goes down to the light
you have so much money you goin get scared
'cause I got it
sevent-
seventeen-year-old Jack Acksadapo was driving home to Belmore last
night after finishing work at his father's Lindcrest diner in Lindenhurst.
According to Nassau homocide sergeant John Nolan, witnesses saw
Acksadapo drag racing with another car along Merrick Road in Wantaugh. Nolan
says the young man lost control and slid into a row of stores. His body
was pulled from the car by a passing motorist after which the car, in flames,
destroying stores ...
Yahoo!
A reading from Matthew Nine
according to verse 22
God!
Be of good courage, and be of good comfort!
My faith has made thee whole.
Well, hello there, Mick J. Sorrenson on the all night time machine,

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song performed by KLF
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Style

Style must not be underrated
Style is often overlooked
Style is never in the papers
I read it like an open book
Style
If you cant see the substance
Style shows how its organized
Style is looking for your money
Its in the way you paint your eyes
There is always a way
A way things are done
Ive been learning my abcs
I know what is 10, I know what is 1 in
Style is a naked look
Underneath your style
Style of a different place
Talking through your style
Even the way you hide it
Reveals the thing you hide
Your style may never cause a riot
Its still a style to have no style
There is always a way
To light up a lamp
Its been a crazy year all around
The check never came
I cant let it cramp my
Style is a world for sale
You cant buy this style
Style that you cant resist
You wont cramp my style

song performed by Utopia
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Ya'll

Y'all niggaz tryna steal my style
Some of y'all niggas tryna steal my style
I think y'all niggaz tryna steal my style
What you gone do next try and steal my smile
Some of y'all niggas tryna steal my style
I think y'all niggaz tryna steal my style
What you gone do next try and steal my smile

Y'all niggaz tryna steal my style
Remember in I-5 you couldn't feel my style
Remember when y'all said you ain't nuttin but a kid
Y'all said I wouldn't make it
Hey but I did
Remember when y'all said me and hump ain't workin'
Just check the driveway nigga we ain't hurtin'
I bet y'all niggas never take a bank style
It ain't my fault that yo group ain't high
It ain't my fault that you can't do shows
Either we movin' to fast or y'all movin' to slow
Now why you wanna go out and make me mad
If you drop another album you gone make me laugh

Cause y'all niggas tryna steal my style
Some of y'all niggas tryna steal my style
I think y'all niggaz tryna steal my style
What you gone do next try and steal my smile
Y'all niggaz tryna steal my style
Some of y'all niggas tryna steal my style
I think y'all niggaz tryna steal my style
What you gone do next try and steal my smile

Buy the car
Buy the house
Remember that
That was me
Diamonds all in yo face
Remember that
That was me and C
Southside still holdin'
Me

song performed by Lil' Flip from The Leprechaun
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My Style

Lord, have mercy [7x]
[Chorus]
I know that you like my style [2x]
You cant get to turn you out
Everybody in the place get wild
I know that you like my style [2x]
Youve gotta drop it on your pants right now
Everybody in the place get wild
[So what you sayin]
Whats up, whats up with you girl [2x]
Whats up, whats up with you boy [2x]
Dont jock, dont jock, baby dont jock me
I drop the hotness, baby watch me
You cant, you cant, no you cant stop me
Coz Im a champ on the rep like rocky
And when I spit it trying out at Z rocks me
Got my style trademark with the copy
Right, you know my style is naughty
Right, so dont cock-block me
You like my style when Im whiling out with my gang
And I gain my fame from doing my damn thing
On a mike and I turn the stage like cocaine
And I bang them thangs like a (?)
[Chorus]
Our style lined up when we team up
JT and BEP sold the scene up
Cali to Tennessee and in between em
We the hottest in the biz
We be rolling four Hummers and a Pima
With sunset off the chi cantina
Stepped out looking fresh and clean-ah
Paparazzi put me in any magazine-ah
I got eight million ways to rockin like this
And aint nobody drop their styles like this
Ima give it to you like that and like this
And my momma always told me My babys a genius
[Chorus]
[Taboo in Spanish]
I like to keep my style on singo [singo]
Baby you can call me mijo [mijo]
I make you say Adios, mijo
[Spanish]
I make it hot for you if its frijo
It feels like somethings heating up
Timberland on the drum-drum hes beatin up
Black Eyed Peas, theres no defeating us
JT, hes rocking a beat with us
Them freaks, they want to freak with us
After the spot they tryina meet with us
They know our style is fabulous

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song performed by Black Eyed Peas
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90s Blues

Well I look out of my window
I see the morning cold and grey
I look out of my window
I see the morning cold and grey
I told you so many years ago
Theyre all gonna end up, end up this way
Well the fat man took my money
And the daughter wont give it back
The fat man took my money
Sons and daughters wont give it back
Put my family out on the street
Put my marriage on the rack
Well they steal your water
And if you want some you got to pay
The greenies point their fingers
The people know better they dont listen what they say
They live in fear and frustration
Oh their crappy lives why should they give a toss anyway
Nineties blues
Nineties blues
Nineties blues

song performed by Chris Rea
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Today (Watch Me Shine)

Yesterday is just a dream I don't remember
Tomorrow, still a hope I've yet to endure
I'm out of time
I'm out of rhyme
I'm out of reason
Season's change and leave me out in the cold
The story's old
The tale been told by many a scholar
Got a fistful of dollar
And pocketful of love
God above if you hear me cryin'
I've tried to sell my soul
But no one's buyin'
Lord, strike me down now if I'm lyin' Bronx Style Bob: Lord strike me down (X3)
It's gettin' cold
It's time for dyin'
CHORUS
Come on and watch me shine
Like the world is mine (check it out) today
Come on and watch me shine (check it out)
Like the world is mine today
Watch me shine (check it out)
Then the man was free from sin
Bronx Style Bob: free from sin
Cast the first stone then began the violence
Bronx Style Bob: began the violence
Let the man whose words ring true
Speak on up till his voice breaks through the silence
Bronx Style Bob: through the silence
Let the ones who lose their way
Live to see just one more day in the sunshine
Bronx Style Bob: La-la-la-la-la-la-laaa
Let the one's who choose to stray
Recognize the price they'll pay
In their lifetime
Bronx Style Bob: in their lifetime (X2)
CHORUS
Sit in the way and wait for my roads to cross
You nail me down and you watch me bleed
Bronx Style Bob: watch me bleed
So lay my head against the earth
Plant my body like a seed
Bronx Style Bob: plant my body like a seed
You can't always get the things you want, love (check it out)
Bronx Style Bob: tell me what you want
You get what you deserve
Or maybe what you need
Bronx Style Bob: tell me what you need
So fill

song performed by Everlast
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Leave off the Agony in Style

Come all ye good people, listen to me, pray,
While I speak of fashion and style of today;
If you will notice, kind hearts it will beguile,
To keep in fashion and putting on style.

Chorus --

Leave off the agony, leave off style,
Unless you've got money by you all the while,
If you'll look about you you'll often have to smile,
To see so many people putting on style.

People in this country they think it is the best;
They work hard for money and lay it out in dress;
They think of the future with a pleasant smile,
And lay by no money while putting on style.

Chorus --

Some of the people will dress up so fine,
Will go out in company and have a pleasant time.
Will rob themselves of food, perhaps, all the while,
Sake of following fashions and putting on style.

Chorus --

I love to see the people dress neat and clean,
Likewise follow fashions, but not extremes;
Some friends will find it better in future awhile,
To lay by some money while putting on style.

Chorus --

Gentlemen on the jury decides the criminal's fate;
I pray you turn from wickedness before it is too late;
Sad, indeed, would be your friends to hear your name reviled,
Better be truly honest though putting on style.

Chorus --

Leave off the agony, leave off style,
Unless you've got money by you all the while.
If you look about you you'll often have to smile,
To see so many poor people putting on style.

poem by Julia A Moore
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I Like Your Style

[kool keith]
Hey girl, swing it over here with your long legs
Let the master work, let the master flirt
Yes, you look good in that mini-skirt
I gotta tell ya, sweet and i can smell ya
Mmmm, what you wearin, liz claiborne?
Giorgio, or that other stuff avon?
You walk away, but love, i still follow you
And if i had a chance, i may swallow you
Chew you like doublemint, gum like spearmint
Juicy fruit, i'm a real live brother
Respectable man, talkin to you undercover
Watch, look, i like the way you smile
Yeah baby, i like your style
Chorus: {*singers*}
I like your style (so baby let me tell you)
I like your style (i really really want you)
Girl i like your style, the way you wear your smile
I like your style
Everytime i get with you you seem to blow my mind
I like your style
[ced gee]
Yo listen baby
It takes more than a boomin system
To turn my head, make me flip and listen
You gotta know how to walk, you gotta know how to talk
You gotta know how to stand, you gotta know how to smile
You gotta know how to wiggle, you gotta know how to move
Just to catch my attention
Now after that you gotta have a personality
I'm talkin class, not a skeezer's mentality
Know when to wear your jeans, how to wear your jeans
And where to tear your jeans, and when to keep the jeans
Hangin in the closet
And when it's time to wear a fly silk dress
You wear it well - i like your style
Chorus
[kool keith]
You cold mack at the clubs with your girlfriends
You ain't lookin for games or no boyfriends
A kid tryin to kick the dil-deally line
A fake rap or two, a hillbilly line
I get smooth and offer you a big drink
I like the way, you're pumpin in hot pink
Italian, black, you could be puerto rican
Yo give me your number, i'ma call you on the weekend
You got a head on your shoulders, plus i like that
You ain't no dummy no fool, i still like that
Style, body, you're perfectly fine
Remember kool keith, the man worth the while

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song performed by Ultramagnetic Mc's
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God Save My Style

[Chorus]
God gave me style
God gave me grace
God gave me style
God gave me grace
God put a smile on my face
Haha, God put this smile on my face
God made me shine like the sun
God make me shine like the sun
Sometimes I feel like I'm the one
Sometimes I feel like I'm the one
It ain't my fault
[Bridge]
I just reach for style, I'm hot I breaks it down
It ain't my fault, you can't break it down the way I break it down
[Verse 1- 50 Cent]
Listen you can call me what you want, black and ugly
But you can't convince me the Lord don't love me
When my cds drop, they sell the best
You call it luck, why can't it just be I'm blessed
I'm a trackstar, runnin' through life, chasin' my dream
?? I may even trade in a mic in for a triple beam
I zone off thinkin' is there really heaven or hell
So what happens to a changed man who dies in a cell
I need no answers to these questions, cuz time will tell
Got a date with destiny, she's more than a girl
Don't much good come from me, but my music
Is a gift given from God so I'ma use it (Yeaaah!)
[Chorus]
God gave me style
God gave me grace
God gave me style
God gave me grace
God put a smile on my face
Haha, God put this smile on my face
God made me shine like the sun
God make me shine like the sun
Sometimes I feel like I'm the one
Sometimes I feel like I'm the one
It ain't my fault
[Bridge]
I just reach for style, I'm hot I breaks it down
It ain't my fault, you can't break it down the way I break it down
[Verse 2- 50 Cent]
Some days, I'm in the crowd all by myself
Bunch of niggas around I'm still by myself
I'm drink off in the crowd, by myself
Thinkin' bout nothin' more than life, what else
These days its hard to tell who really cares for me
So you when hear this song, you should say a prayer for me

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song performed by 50 Cent
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God Gave Me Style

[Chorus]
God gave me style
God gave me grace
God gave me style
God gave me grace
God put a smile on my face
Haha, God put this smile on my face
God made me shine like the sun
God make me shine like the sun
Sometimes I feel like I'm the one
Sometimes I feel like I'm the one
It ain't my fault
[Bridge]
I just reach for style, I'm hot I breaks it down
It ain't my fault, you can't break it down the way I break it down
[Verse 1]
Listen you can call me what you want, black and ugly
But you can't convince me the Lord don't love me
When my cds drop, they sell the best
You call it luck, why can't it just be I'm blessed
I'm a trackstar, runnin' through life, chasin' my dream
?? I may even trade in a mic in for a triple beam
I zone off thinkin' is there really heaven or hell
So what happens to a changed man who dies in a cell
I need no answers to these questions, cuz time will tell
Got a date with destiny, she's more than a girl
Don't much good come from me, but my music
Is a gift given from God so I'ma use it (Yeaaah!)
[Chorus]
God gave me style
God gave me grace
God gave me style
God gave me grace
God put a smile on my face
Haha, God put this smile on my face
God made me shine like the sun
God make me shine like the sun
Sometimes I feel like I'm the one
Sometimes I feel like I'm the one
It ain't my fault
[Bridge]
I just reach for style, I'm hot I breaks it down
It ain't my fault, you can't break it down the way I break it down
[Verse 2]
Some days, I'm in the crowd all by myself
Bunch of niggas around I'm still by myself
I'm drink off in the crowd, by myself
Thinkin' bout nothin' more than life, what else
These days its hard to tell who really cares for me
So you when hear this song, you should say a prayer for me

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song performed by 50 Cent
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Harajuku Girls

Wa-mono
There's me, there's you (hoko-ten)
In a pedestrian paradise
Where the catwalk got its claws (meow)
A subculture, in a kaleidoscope of fashion
Prowl the streets of Harajuku (irasshaimase)
Super lovers, tell me where you got yours
(At the super lovers store)
Yochi Yamamoto
I'm hanging with the locals
Where the catwalk got its claws
All you fashion know-it-alls
With your underground malls
In the world of Harajuku
Putting on a show, when you dress up in your clothes
Wild hair color and cell phones
Your accessories are dead on
[chorus 2x]
Harajuku girls, you got the wicked style
I like the way that you are
I am your biggest fan, oh
Harajuku girls
I'm looking at you girls
You're so original girls
You got the look that makes you stand out
Juku girls, I'm looking at you girls
You mix and match it girls
You dress so fly and just parade around (arigato)
I'm fascinated by the Japanese fashion scene
Just an American girl in the Tokyo streets
My boyfriend bought me a Hysteric Glamour shirt
They're hard to find in the States, got me feeling couture
What's that you got on
Is it Comme Des Garcons
A Vivienne Westwood can't go wrong
Mixed up with second-hand clothes
(Let's not forget about John Galliano, no)
Flip the landscape when Nigo made A Bathing Ape
I've got expensive taste (oh well)
Guess I'm better save up (cho takai)
[chorus 2x]
Work it, express it
Live it, command your style
Create it, design it
Now let me see you work it [repeat]
You bring style and color all around the world (you harajuku girls)
You bring style and color all around the world (you harajuku girls)
Your look is so distinctive, like DNA
Like nothing I've ever seen in the USA
Your underground culture, visual grammar

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song performed by Gwen Stefani
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Kicks

Hey man, whats your style
How you get your kicks for living
Hey man, whats your style
How you get your adrenalin flowing now
How you get your adrenalin flowing
Hey man, whats your style
I love the way, try to call now
Hey man, whats your style
I aint jealous of the way youre living
I aint jealous of the way youre living
When you cut that dude with just a little mania
You did it so, ... ah
When the blood comma down his neck ...
Dont you know it was better than sex, now, now, now
It was way better than getting mean
cause it was, the final thing to do, now
Get somebody to come on to you
And then you just get somebody to
To now, now, come on to you
And then you kill em, yeah
You kill em, now, now, cause I need kicks ...
Im getting bored, I need, need, need, need now, now some kicks
Oh, give it, give it, give it, give it to me now, now, kicks
Hey man, whats your style
How you get your kicks for living
Hey man, whats your style
How you get your adrenalin flowing now, now, now, now, now
How you get your adrenalin flowing
Hey man, whats your style
You know, I love the way you drive your car now
Hey man, whats your style
I aint jealous of the way youre living
Aint jealous of, now, now, the way youre living
Hey, newspaper ...
You did it so, wow, crudely, now
With that blood coming down his chest
It was way better than sex, now, now
It was way better than getting mean
It was the final thing to do
Get somebody to came, come on to you, then
Get somebody to, ah, come on to you
Better kill them now
Better kill him now, now
Yeah, yeah, yeah, kill him now, now
cause I need kicks
I need some kicks
Im getting bored
I need, need, need, need, need, need, need some kicks
Yeah, need, need, need, need, need, need, need some kicks
Oh, give it now, kicks

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song performed by Lou Reed
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Style It Takes

Youve got the money, Ive got the time
You want your freedom, make your freedom mine
cause Ive got the style it takes
And money is all that it takes
Youve got connections, Ive got the art
You like attention and I like your looks
And I have the style it takes
And you know the people it takes
Why dont you sit right over there
Well do a movie portrait
Ill turn the camera on
And I wont even be there
A portrait that moves, you look great I think
Ill put the empire state building on your wall
For 24 hours glowing on your wall
Watch the sun rise above it in your room
Wallpaper art, a great view
Ive got a brillo box and I say its art
Its the same one you can buy at any supermarket
cause Ive got the style it takes
And youve got the people it takes
This is a rock group called the velvet underground
I show movies on them, do you like their sound
cause they have a style that grates
And I have art to make
Lets do a movie here next week
We dont have sound but youre so great
You dont have to speak
Youve got the style it takes, kiss
Youve got the style it takes, eat
Youve got the style it takes, couch
Youve got the style it takes, kiss

song performed by Lou Reed
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Bite Our Style (Interlude)

Me and Timbaland we make you wanna bite our style (fa la la la la)
Me and Timbaland we make you wanna bite our style (EEEEE fa la la la la)
Me and Timbaland we make you wanna bite our style (fa la la la la)
Me and Timbaland we make you wanna bite our style
Me and Timbaland our style's so superb have you heard have you heard
Me and Timbaland our style's so superb have you heard have you heard
Me and Timbaland our style's so superb (say what) have you heard the word?

song performed by Missy Elliott
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Out Of Style

Well, I wear this leather jacket just to try and beat the cold
Well, I know its not the thing but then its all of two years old
Though I never was a punk - Im sure youll understand
But a sixty-five pound leather, you just cannot throw away
So Ill wear it just from a to b but not on saturdays
At the meeting of the cult - Ill be a different man
Out of style
Thats what I hear them saying - inside my head
Oh yes, it looks real cool but is it out of style this week?
All the worlds so full of problems I just dont know what to do
Should my jacket have three buttons? - am I out of style with two?
Is my hair too long? - cause I think I feel a change
I guess I should be ready for it, I look younger than my age
And I think theres something stirring in the corner of the page
Of the nme - and I let them lead the way
Out of style
Thats what I hear them saying - inside my head
Oh yes, it looks real cool but is it out of style this week?
Out of style
Thats what I hear them saying - inside my head
Oh yes, it looks real cool but is it out of style this week?

song performed by Joe Jackson
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Hieroglyphic Beguile Meant

HIEROGLYPHIC BEGUILE...MEANT

I sought inspiring way to play “beguile”
blood's flood rush-blushing flush, then hibernate,
lush, hid ‘mid hieroglyphics of soft smile.
It dawned that very few can reconcile
emotions' brakes while breaking conscious state,
to draw more definitions for “beguile”.
Most, blind behind closed minds, can’t conjugate
dimensions manifold, unfold, translate,
decypher hieroglyphics of soft smile.

It takes so many lifetimes to compile
right signals light, bright eyes communicate
decoding definitions for “beguile”
into word worlds both varied, versatile,
deep, difficult to truly contemplate -
expanding hieroglyphics of soft smile.
Content observing content, context, style,
expressive inner eyes deliberate,
a worthwhile definition for “beguile”,
hidden in hieroglyphics of soft smile.

There are two definitions for “beguile”
one shares, one snares love, fair disguising hate -
what’s truth mid hieroglyphics of Your smile?
What if snare scare replaced rare care to dial
confusion more than loving fusion’s state,
refusal, ersatz aura ringed by rile?
What if those hieroglyphics hid heart vile,
whose slyness surface smiles would compensate
with blushing rushes should “beguile” prove guile.

What would remain of love’s fair sceptered isle?
Who could clear conscience e’er exonerate
from name of blame whose fame would flame defile,
mark Lethe dark, where no stark hopes beguile
lost soul, shade forfeit, damned, banned, intestate
parody pornographic, mercantile.

True torment, false beguilement takes to trial,
ensures despair, bare cell disconsolate,
Cupid's gilt arrows dipped in venom vile -
envy, greed, to feed perversions' weight
with appetites that needs exaggerate,
deform, intentions turned from narrow, straight,
to swift descent from paradise exile,
sharp fall before dupe hieroglyphic smile! ...

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poem by Jonathan Robin
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Style Kills

Big bills
Cheap thrills
Style kills
You say you set your standards way too high
So you convincingly effect a compromise
Some unsuspecting bodys gonna pay
When you discover that you cant always
Have your way
Big pain, big pills, style kills
If he wont you will style kills
You say your lovers got a lot of nerve
cause he wont keep you in the style that you deserve
You kid yourself youre only marking time
Till you fulfill the revenge in the back
Of your mind
Clear out, no frills, style kills
You never take the blame for your mistakes
Why should you give anyone an even break
If he wont - you will style kills

song performed by Gary Numan
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Style Kills

I see you got yourself a brand new bag
You had enough of the imitation drag
Although you're leaping to the latest thing
You can't ignore the suspicion of a hallow ring
Big bills
Cheap thrills
Style kills
You say you set your standards way too high
So you convincingly effect a compromise
Some unsuspecting body's gonna pay
When you discover that you can't always
Have your way
Big pain, big pills, style kills
If he won't you will style kills
You say your lover's gotta a lot of nerve
'Cause he won't keep you in the style that you deserve
You kid yourself you're only marking time
Till you fulfill the revenge in the back
Of your mind
Clear out, no frills, style kills
You never take the blame for your mistakes
Why should you give anyone an even break
If he won't - you will style kills

song performed by Robert Palmer
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