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Wake The Town And Tell The People `Les Baxter`

Wake the town and tell the people Sing it to the moon above Wake the town and tell the people Tell them that we're so in love Let's begin the celebration Let's declare a holiday Send the wedding invitation

Livingston: Wake The Town And Tell The People `Les Baxter, Les Baxter And His Orchestra`

Wake the town and tell the people Sing it to the moon above Wake the town and tell the people Tell them that we're so in love Tell them that we're so in love Let's begin the celebration Let's declare a

The Poor People Of Paris (Jean's Song) (Remastered 2000) `Les Baxter`

I was high and mighty How I laughed at love And the stars above Then you came like a gentle flame And helped me to find my way I was high and mighty And I told my heart Where to stop and start Now I find

Santa Claus' Party `Les Baxter`

to Santa Clause's party, you may be sure both rich and poor are welcome at santa's door. You don't need a ticket to Santa Clause's party, alot of toys for girls and boys and plenty of fun in store.

Filet Mignon (Feat. Dirty Dike) `Jam Baxter`

a filet mignon I swear down I can't tell these days I can't tell man Sipping bark to my CP keeping it gutter And the man them that felt my pain my pain my pain Yeah yeah my pain migraines are more The

Leash `Jam Baxter`

and ultimately when the cold claws of raw mash and excess screech down every wall, the last thing a man needs is forty four flies leashed and bound to his scalp He is no Mister Miyage snapping at the

Bienvenue ?Paris `Bill Baxter & Tippa Irie`

Bienvenue à Paris, les filles sont si jolies Welcome to the city we're glad to know you're here Bienvenue à Paris la fête n'est pas finie Welcome to the city it's nice to see you

Vines `Jam Baxter`

Look Seems it ain't gonna take me tonight Send my love to the lady in white You can tell em all I'll be back wid it Next summer, with the same damn pace, just save me a slice Like What have I done, who

Clockwork `Jam Baxter`

Nice little picture you painted But it's missing the horn and tail motif that fits with them whimsical faces Traces of blood in the teeth of my soul tied in place Call it still life in the city that stole

The Poor People Of Paris `Les Baxter And His Orchestra`

Just got back from Paris, France All they do is sing and dance All they've got there is romance What a tragedy Every boulevard has lovers Every lover's in a trance The poor people of Paris I feel sorry

Brains `Jam Baxter`

a detonator Man this shit’s second nature My colossal monster fed a rich mix of tar truth and bottled vodka Off to clock the shrunken brains that punctuate the squalor yonder Shotters on the underpasses

Husk `Jam Baxter`

You ain't the same at all Melt down face the wall The young child chewin his leg with them pendulous eyeballs make you call like Whats the price on a eighth your star prize awaits Let it prize your face

Eulogy `Jam Baxter`

to ignore the laws of this boring decrepit town They had the smack soup with them fat crack croutons, damn I almost puked into my Lapsang Souchong, fam Watching addiction rip the stitches out of introverts

Caravan `Jam Baxter`

this severed head I'm cradling I left after dark, sped past the guards handed em a shovel yellin' X marks the path One too many nights at a chess masters yard Where a jeweler and a thief split the rent

Your Town `Deacon Blue`

I wouldnt want to be you Mostly not even near you When youre gone they will curse you And raise the tide against you I no longer care now For what you said was fair now I just dont go there now

Leash (Cont.) `Jam Baxter`

and sometimes their tiny ashen legs swell into giant golden thumbs so that they may squash even themselves Got 'em in the end, ain't got the guts try swallowing a friends One of them skanked every shotter

Wings Cost Extra `Jam Baxter`

I've been staring off this roof for as long as I can remember In an unspent hour I buried in late December Where the icy winds tug and unravel your raison d'etre And the scene beyond swells in its dirty

You Don't Love Me (No No No) `Dawn Penn`

Wa-wa-wa-wake the town and tell the people 'Bout the musical disc coming your way Boaw (zeen) Boaw (zeen) Bo-bo-bo-boaw (zeen) No no no (boaw) You don't love me And I know now (Zeen, tell the

Trophies `Baxter Dury`

you boy just go back to bed watch that tv sandwich sleep we will always forgive you tempting to do nothing with you at all underneath your eyes i will trophies of your life you must wake up just breathe

Our Town `Kim Wilde`

This is your town, this is my place This is where my whole world is lived in Nothing much, and just out of reach of all the city lights It's a high town, it's a low town It's get here, come on you grow

Les Fleur `4hero`

Carina Andersson) Will somebody wear me to the fair? Will a lady pin me in her hair? Will a child find me by a stream?

Blackstreet (On The Radio) (Album Version) `Blackstreet, Morris Baxter`

eargasms with my mellow accent Still moving this flavour With the homies Blackstreet and Teddy The original rump shakers (Verse 1) Shorty in down, good Lord Baby got em up open all over town Strictly

Acadienne `Stephen Stills`

wrong See'est plus quand possible Tu les sais Acadienne I'm a driver alone in my Cadillac In a white chair rug you'll be thinking back He'll be running wild as a child tonight And the snakes and 'gators

Tin Of Worms (Feat. Chester P) `Jam Baxter`

pay for I guess Bad winner and botched operation shocker Turn to every page for the full story and grace the horror Hover here little ones change the lock and bathe in honour Palatial squalor made possible

Incoming `Jam Baxter`

gooey eyed attackers The little wet brain splatters on the sheets From the shootouts that rage between your ears as you sleep got you shook I love it when shit gets obese So you can slash a hole and let

28 Staples `Jam Baxter`

the numbness A cocktail best served dashed in the drain So retreat, tie up the noose with your teeth Leap from the black and blue world at your feet See 'em swing see 'em twitch, I was busy banging chicks

Better (Live) `Tom Baxter`

s not the same, And the only way to say it ? Is say it ? It?s better. I can?t concede, This way I feel, For all the time we spent, together, Forever ? Just gets better . See what I?

Everything(Feat. Jareth) `Jam Baxter`

and the mustard gas leaking internally Hacksaw, scalpel, suction Watch a pulsating lump of muscle malfunction And chew through the chest hitch hiking out of London Numb thumbs on spaghetti junction Ready

Snooze Button, Gruesome Features `Jam Baxter`

He slept through it bled fluids Sank in it and swam to sea Dreaming of his killer sticking stings in his hands and feet Sharpening the tangled teeth twist them round his jaw liner Skewered every organ

Fantastic Man `Jam Baxter`

some rainmaker steez Stained glass jacket with the platinum hood Got the giraffe skin pockets full of acid and kush Look sublime, barbed wire scarf velvet bally Clean set of knives tapped to my teeth