Van Morrison Lyrics
Van Morrison Lyrics
"Not Working For You Lyrics"
People Lyrics
I can't handle falling down Oh no, don't go You say that sad songs get you down But you know, they make you grow And if you give that song a chance You might just give us a chance and If there is someone who will stand up And tell me that love has a reason You can be the strong one You can be the word man People want to hear what they
I can't handle falling down Oh no, don't go You say that sad songs get you down But you know, they make you grow And if you give that song a chance You might just give us a chance and If there is someone who will stand up And tell me that love has a reason You can be the strong one You can be the word man People want to hear what they
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Diabolic pressure.
It keeps getting worse before it gets better.
It keep killin' ya', killin' ya', killin' ya', killin' ya',
bringin' ya' down.
Killin' ya', killin' ya', killin' ya', killin' ya', bringin' ya' down.
Pleasin' everybody.
Ya' know it gets ya' nowhere.
Pleasin' everybody.
A-what the fuck do they care.
They're only killin' ya, killin' ya', killin' ya', killin' ya', bringin' ya' down.
Oh no!
Ain't gonna be your boy no more.
Ya' got one less nigger behind the store.
Tried my best to please you,
please you to the letter,
but anything is better
than this diabolic pressure.
Not workin' for you.
I'm not workin' for you no more.
I'm not workin' for you.
I'm not
Twenty Years Ago, Today Lyrics
Written by Billy Burnette. Seems like this is gonna be one of those days I feel if as I reach the door The sun is covered by that same Old man-made haze California lives no more I can't believe it's just been twenty years ago A lot of people got surprised Over-crowded cities, not a problem anymore The end is near, we realize So help!
workin' for you no more.Written by Billy Burnette. Seems like this is gonna be one of those days I feel if as I reach the door The sun is covered by that same Old man-made haze California lives no more I can't believe it's just been twenty years ago A lot of people got surprised Over-crowded cities, not a problem anymore The end is near, we realize So help!
I'm not workin' for you, I'm not!
I'm not workin' for you no more.
I'm not workin' for you.
I'm not workin' for you no more.
Ahhh!
Workin' for me.
Stated you'll come back soon
'fore I went to (washin'?).
That'll keep ya' goin',
keep ya' in position.
Stop it from killin' ya', killin' ya', killin' ya', killin' ya,
bringin' ya' down.
Killin' ya', killin' ya', killin' ya', killin' ya',
bringin' ya' down.
Oh! diabolic pressure.
It get worse before it gets better.
Uh, diabolic pressure.
I get worse before it gets better.
It's just killin' ya', killin' ya', killin' ya', killin' ya', bringin' ya' down.
Keep killin' ya', killin' ya', killin' ya', killin' ya', bringin' ya' down.
She only smiled and said hello but your eyes were stars aglow And I knew her hello was my goodbye She held your hand a bit too long as I stood there lookin' on And I watched you I watched you fall in love Was it the time was it the place or was it her pretty face That held you like a moth around the flame Though it's hard to realize still I know my eyes don't lie Th
Ya' got one less nigger behind the store.
{Let me tell ya' somethin' else, can I tell ya'?}
Tried my best to please you,
please you to the letter {didn't do no good}.
Anything is better
than this diabolic pressure.
Not workin' for you {my nose is open}.
I'm not workin' for you no more, no!
I'm not workin' for you.
I'm not workin' for you no more, no!
I'm not workin' for you {nose is open}.
I'm not workin' for you no more, no!
I'm not workin' for you.
I'm not workin' for you.
I'm not workin' for you no more.
No, no, no!
{Leave the (babe?)}
{Get it!}
Not workin' for you.
I've had enough of this breathin' down my back.
This time you're workin' for me.
You're work
Real Hip-Hop Lyrics
Well on your marks and get set and cant forget to go incase you didn't know the flow if fat like Joe(like Joe) yo..you niggedy know that Im back man your wack man/I eat a nigga like I'm pacman I biggedy bring it/straight form the cella for reala, packin more hits than Lou Pinella I swella/nigga in his eye if he tess me you dont impress me ey yo Books bring
in' for me this time.Well on your marks and get set and cant forget to go incase you didn't know the flow if fat like Joe(like Joe) yo..you niggedy know that Im back man your wack man/I eat a nigga like I'm pacman I biggedy bring it/straight form the cella for reala, packin more hits than Lou Pinella I swella/nigga in his eye if he tess me you dont impress me ey yo Books bring
You're workin' for me.
Tried my best to please you,
please you to the letter,
but anything is better
than this diabolic pressure.
Not workin' for you.
I'm not workin' for you no more.
Not workin' for you.
Not workin' for you no more {my nose is open}.
Not workin' for you {play it man!}
Not workin' for you no more.
{Get down right there on the bass David.}
Ahhhh!!
Ahhhhhhggggg!!!
Not workin' for you.
Not workin' for you no more.
Not workin' for you.
Not workin' for you no more.
I'm workin' for me.
Not workin' for you.
Owwww!
Not workin' for you.
No more, no more.
Nawww!
{My nose is open.}
My nose is open.
Owwww!
Yeahh!
We got it...