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Not the Doctor

Alanis Morissette

I don't want to be the sweeper of the egg shells that you walk upon

And I don't want to be your other half, I believe that 1 and 1 make 2

I don't want to be your food or the light from the fridge on your face

At midnight, hey

What are you hungry for?

I don't want to be the glue that holds your pieces together

I don't want to be your idol

See this pedestal is high and I'm afraid of heights

I don't want to be lived through

A vicarious occasion

Please open the window

I don't want to be the filler if the void is solely yours

I don't want to be your glass of single malt whiskey

Hidden in the bottom drawer

I don't want to be a bandage if the wound is not mine

Lend me some fresh air

I don't want to be adored for what I merely represent to you

I don't want to be your babysitter

You're a very big boy now

I don't want to be your mother

I didn't carry you in my womb for nine months

Show me the back door

Not the Doctor

Visiting hours are 9 to 5 and if I show up at 10 past 6

Well I already know that you'd find some way to sneak me in and oh

Mind the empty bottle with the holes along the bottom

You see it's too much to ask for and I am not the doctor

Who Needs Sleep?

Barenaked Ladies

Who needs sleep?

(well you're never gonna get it)

(tell me what's that for)

(be happy with what you're getting

There's a guy who's been awake

Since the Second World War)

Who Needs Sleep?

Now I lay me down not to sleep

I just get tangled in the sheets

I swim in sweat three inches deep

I just lay back and claim defeat

Chapter read and lesson learned

I turned the lights off while she burned

So while she's three hundred degrees

I throw the sheets off and I freeze

Lids down, I count sheep

I count heartbeats

The only thing that counts is

That I won't sleep

I countdown, I look around

My hands are locked up tight in fists

My mind is racing filled with lists

Of things to do and things I've done

Another sleepless night's begun

Revolution 1

The Beatles

You say you got a real solution

Well, you know

We'd all love to see the plan

You ask me for a contribution

Well, you know

We're doing what we can

But if you want money for people with minds that hate

All I can tell is brother you have to wait

Don't you know it's gonna be

All right, all right, all right

You say you want a revolution

Well, you know

We all want to change the world

You tell me that it's evolution

Well, you know

We all want to change the world

But when you talk about destruction

Don't you know that you can count me out

Don't you know it's gonna be

All right, all right, all right

Revolution 1

Get Up, Stand Up

Bob Marley

Get Up, Stand Up

Most people think,

Great God will come from the skies

Take away everything

And make everybody feel high

But if you know what life is worth

You will look for yours on earth

And now you see the light

You stand up for your rights. Jah!

We sick an' tired of-a your ism-skism game

Dyin' 'n' goin' to heaven in-a Jesus' name, Lord

We know when we understand

Almighty God is a living man

You can fool some people sometimes

But you can't fool all the people all the time

Get up, stand up, stand up for your rights!

Get up, stand up, don't give up the fight!

Preacher man, don't tell me

Heaven is under the earth

I know you don't know

What life is really worth

It's not all that glitters is gold

'Alf the story has never been told

So now you see the light, eh!

Stand up for your rights. Come on!

Shut up and Smile

Bowling for Soup

Take a good look around

Does life really suck

Are we just complaining

I hope that this mic is on (testing 1, 2)

'Cause I'm on a roll here

I hope this is making some sense

I hope that you'll throw up your hands and sing it

And tell all the haters that they should just shut up and smile, yeah

It's not the end of the world

In fact, it's not even the end of the summer

But thank God the TV is on

'Cause there's no way we could know

Anything that's goin' down

Or how we're supposed to be feeling about it

I can't tell you how much I wish we could shut up and smile, yeah

Sail around the world and tell them all to keep singing it

All we needs a harmony and we'll convince the world to sing

Throw your arms around someone (throw your arms around someone)

Maybe spread a little love

I know it sounds a little dumb (or maybe I'm a little drunk)

But all we need is some ice cream and a hug

Shut Up and Smile

Awaiting on you All

George Harrison

You don't need no church house

And you don't need no temple

You don't need no rosary beads or them books to read

To see that you have fallen

If you open up your heart

You will know what I mean

We've been kept down so long

Someone's thinking that we're all green

And while the Pope owns fifty-one percent of General Motors

And the stock exchange is the only thing he's qualified to quote us

You don't need no passport

And you don't need no visas

You don't need to designate or to emigrate

Before you can see Jesus

If you open up your heart

You'll see he's right there

Always was and will be

He'll relieve you of your cares

Awaiting on You All

By chanting the names of the Lord and you'll be free

The Lord is awaiting on you all to awaken and see

Chanting the names of the Lord and you'll be free

The Lord is awaiting on you all to awaken and see

Fortunate Son

Creedence Clearwater Revival

Some folks are born made to wave the flag

Ooh, they're red, white and blue

And when the band plays "Hail to the chief"

Ooh, they point the cannon at you, Lord

It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no senator's son, son

It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate one, no

Some folks inherit star spangled eyes

Ooh, they send you down to war, Lord

And when you ask them, "How much should we give?"

Ooh, they only answer "More! More! More!"

Fortunate Son

Some folks are born silver spoon in hand

Lord, don't they help themselves, oh

But when the taxman comes to the door

Lord, the house looks like a rummage sale, yes

It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no millionaire's son, no

It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate one, no

Jackboot Jump

Hozier

In Moscow the Jackboot show

Has so much in store

For any silly student

Who doesn't wanna learn the score

So the Moscow Jackboot Ballet

Finds some scared young dancing floor

At Standing Rock the Jackboot Jump

You'd swear was all the rage

Whether tearing up old treaties

Or just tearing up the place

It's always corporate infrastructure

Over the structure of your face

Jackboot Jump

All around the world

You'd think that things were looking rough

But the jackboot only jumps down

On people standing up

So you know good things are happening

When the jackboot needs to jump

In Hong Kong it won't be long

'Til they have to fall in line

For the long hand of Beijing

Stretching south a thousand miles

Where they rock the Jackboot Jump here

Like that sh*t's going out of style

Americans

Janelle Monáe

I pledge allegiance to the flag

Learned the words from my mom and dad

Cross my heart and I hope to die

With a big old piece of American pie

Love me baby, love me for who I am

Fallen angels singing, "clap your hands"

Don't try to take my country, I will defend my land

I'm not crazy, baby, naw

I'm American

Americans

Let's play God, you go next

Heads go up, men go down

Try my luck, stand my ground

Die in church, live in jail

Say her name, twice in hell

Uncle Sam kissed a man

Jim Crow Jesus rose again

I like my woman in the kitchen

I teach my children superstitions

I keep my two guns on my blue nightstand

A pretty young thang, she can wash my clothes

But she'll never ever wear my pants

Seventy-nine cent to your dollar

All that bullshit from white-collars

You see my color before my vision

Sometimes I wonder if you were blind

Would it help you make a better decision?

Wing$

Macklemore

Air Max's were next,

That air bubble, that mesh

The box, the smell, the stuffin', the tread, in school

I was so cool, I knew that I couldn't crease 'em

My friends couldn't afford 'em, Four stripes on their Adidas

On the court I wasn't the best, but my kicks were like the pros

Yo, I stick out my tongue so everyone could see that logo

Nike Air Flight, but bad was so dope

And then my friend Carlos' brother got murdered for his fours, whoa

I was seven years old, when I got my first pair

And I stepped outside

And I was like, momma, this air bubble right here, it's gonna make me fly

I hit back-court, and when I jumped, I jumped, I swear I got so high

I touched the net, Mom I touched the net, this is the best day of my life

Wing$

I'll go so high

My feet won't touch the ground

Stitch my wings

And pull the strings

I bought these dreams

That all fall down

I wanna fly

Can you take me far away

Gimmie a star to reach for

Tell me what it takes

And I'll go so high

No More Suckers

MARINA

No more suckers in my life

All the drama gets them high

I'm just trying to draw the line

No more suckers in my life

They just keep bleeding me dry

'Til there's nothing left inside

I was too open, I was too quick

To let other people in, took whatever they could get

Now I see a pattern, I'm getting rid of it

Yeah, I know I need a change 'cause I'm tired of feeling drained

Put a stop sign up, you're not getting any nearer

Wave goodbye to the suckers in my rear-view mirror

Don't reply to your texts, can I make it any clearer?

Why can't you help yourself?

No More Suckers

Every time I meet you, I know what to expect

Never ask me how I am, yeah, you never get the cheque

When you stay over, you eat all of my food

Yeah, you mess up all my towels, but this time, I'm checking out

Safety Dance

Men Without Hats

Ah we can go when we want to the night is young and so am I

And we can dress real neat from our hats to our feet

And surprise 'em with the victory cry

I say we can act if want to if we don't nobody will

And you can act real rude and totally removed

And i can act like an imbecile

Ah we can dance if we want to, we can leave your friends behind

Cause your friends don't dance and if they don't dance

Well they're are no friends of mine

I say, we can go where we want to, a place where they will never find

And we can act like we come from out of this world

Leave the real one far behind,

And we can dance

Safety Dance

Hello Bonjour

Michael Franti

'Cause every bit of land is a holy land

And every drop of water is a holy water

And every single child is a son or a daughter

Of the one earth mama, and the one earth papa

So don't tell a man that he can't come here

'Cause he got brown eyes and a wavy kind of hair

And don't tell a woman that she can't go there

Because she prays a little different to a God up there

You say you're a Christian 'cause God made you

You say you're a Muslim 'cause God made you

You say you're a Hindu and the next man a Jew

And we all kill each other 'cause God told us to? Nah!

I don't need a passport to walk on this earth

Anywhere I go 'cause I was made of this earth

I'm born of this earth, I breathe of this earth

And even with the pain I believe in this earth

So I wake up in every mornin' and I'm steppin' on the floor

I wake up in every mornin' and I'm steppin' out the door

I got faith in the sky, faith in the one

Faith in the people rockin' underneath the sun

Hello Bonjour

Between My Teeth

Orla Gartland

Please don't lean on me

'Cause I don't want your heart between my teeth

I think I gotta leave

'Cause I don't want your heart between my teeth

I can't take the pressure of it, I can barely breathe

Please don't lean on me

'Cause I don't want your heart between my teeth, no

You say my name

I pull away

I can't help it, I can't take on all your pain

There's a guilt in this

I taste in every kiss

I don't know, I'm just a little selfish

You need me, I don't need you

Just admit it, admit it

Oh, I'm too broken to fix you too

I admit it

Between My Teeth

In a perfect world

I'm the perfect girl

So together, always there to solve your problems

But underneath

It's bittersweet

The more I give, the more I'm feeling incomplete

Who Cares

Paul McCartney

Who Cares

'Cause you're worth much more

A fact you can be sure

No need to hide

The love you've got inside

Did you ever get lost in the heart of a crowd

Have the people around, people are pushing you down

Is it driving you mad and you're screaming out loud

And you're wonderin' who's going to recognize you

Did you ever get hurt by the words people say

And the things that they do when they're picking on you?

Did you ever get sad by the end of the day

When they're making you feel like a rusty old wheel

That's been left in the rain

Who cares what the idiots say

Who cares what the idiots do

Who cares about the pain in your heart?

Who cares about you?

I do

Money

Pink Floyd

Money, get back

I'm all right Jack keep your hands off of my stack

Money, it's a hit

Don't give me that do goody good bullsh*t

I'm in the high-fidelity first class traveling set

And I think I need a Lear jet

Money

Money, get away

Get a good job with good pay and you're okay

Money, it's a gas

Grab that cash with both hands and make a stash

New car, caviar, four star daydream

Think I'll buy me a football team

Money, it's a crime

Share it fairly but don't take a slice of my pie

Money, so they say

Is the root of all evil today

But if you ask for a raise it's no surprise that they're

Giving none away, away, away

Hollywood's Bleeding

Post Malone

I just keep on hopin' that you call me

You say you wanna see me, but you can't right now

You never took the time to get to know me

Was scared of losin' somethin' that we never found

We're running out of reasons, but we can't let go

Yeah, Hollywood is bleeding, but we call it home

Hollywood's Bleeding

Hollywood's bleeding, vampires feedin'

Darkness turns to dust

Everyone's gone, but no one's leavin'

Nobody left but us

Tryna chase a feelin', but we'll never feel it

Ridin' on the last train home

Dyin' in our sleep, we're living out a dream

We only make it out alone

Outside, the winter sky turnin' grey

City up in smoke, it's only ash when it rains

Howl at the moon and go to sleep in the day

Love for everybody 'til the drugs fade away

In the mornin', blocking out the sun with the shades

She gotta check her pulse and tell herself that she okay

It seem like dying young is an honor

But who'd be at my funeral? I wonder

Californication

Red Hot Chili Peppers

Psychic spies from China try to steal your mind's elation

And little girls from Sweden dream of silver screen quotation

And if you want these kind of dreams it's Californication

It's the edge of the world and all of western civilization

The sun may rise in the East at least it's settled in a final location

It's understood that Hollywood sells Californication

Pay your surgeon very well to break the spell of aging

Celebrity skin is this your chin or is that war you're waging?

Californication

Dream of Californication

Marry me girl, be my fairy to the world, be my very own constellation

A teenage bride with a baby inside getting high on information

And buy me a star on the boulevard, it's Californication

Mother's Little Helper

The Rolling Stones

Mother's Little Helper

"Things are different today"

I hear every mother say

Cooking fresh food for a husband's just a drag

So she buys an instant cake and she burns her frozen steak

And goes running for the shelter of a mother's little helper

And two help her on her way, get her through her busy day

Doctor please, some more of these

Outside the door, she took four more

What a drag it is getting old

"Kids are different today"

I hear every mother say

Mother needs something today to calm her down

And though she's not really ill

There's a little yellow pill

She goes running for the shelter of a mother's little helper

And it helps her on her way, gets her through her busy day

Time Tough

Toots & The Maytals

Time Tough

Time Tough, Everything is out of sight, so hard

Everything is going higher and higher

I go to bed

But sleep won't come

Get up in the night

I couldn't stand my feeling no

Early in the morning

Oh mercy

It's just the same situation

Deep in the landlord

Comes a knocking up on my door

He's a knocking up on my door

I've got $400/month rent to pay

And I can't find a dollar

Let me, Let me tell you...

Stick to Your Guns

George Watsky

You got your finger on the trigger, kid

Line it up, line it up, line it up

And hit me with the truth

I'll be gone when you read this so I just wanted to say

I'm sorry to the couple decent people who got in the way

and maybe there was a point at which it all coulda been different

But this is the position we're in and it's pointless to wish that it isn't

You'll all be gawking when I walk in the door

Cocking my shotgun hammer and you drop to the floor

The clocks shatter I scatter the jock horde and splatter the chalkboard

it matters a lot more, than half of you thought

When you were knocking me like I'm a laughingstock

and a weakling a freak and creep, I was mocked and ignored

You're sorry now but talk is cheap, shoulda thought it before

You're the sorry flock of sheep who made me rot to core

and of course you'll make a break to escape through the corridor

don't be late, I'm tryna arrange a date with the coroner

and our fate's are sealed, all you fakes

don't worry this will all be over soon

Stick To Your Guns