Four songs No. 7

Fiona Apple

"Sleep To Dream"

I tell you how I feel

But you don't care

I say tell me the truth

But you don't dare

You say love is a hell

You cannot bear

And I say gimme mine

Back and then go there

For all I care

I got my feet

On the ground

And I don't go to

Sleep to dream

You got your head

In the clouds

And you're not at

All what you seem

This mind, this body

And this voice cannot be

Stifled by your deviant ways

So don't forget what I told you

Don't come around

I got my own hell to raise

I have never been

So insulted in all my life

I could swallow the seas

To wash down all this pride

First you run like a fool

Just to be at my side

And now you run like a fool

But you just run to hide

And I can't abide

I got my feet

On the ground

And I don't go

To sleep to dream

You got your head

In the clouds and

You're not at all

What you seem

This mind, this body

And this voice cannot be

Stifled by your deviant ways

So don't forget what I told you

Don't come around

I got my own hell to raise

Don't make it a big deal

Don't be so sensitive

We're not playing

A game anymore

You don't have

To be so defensive

Don't you plead me your case

Don't bother to explain

Don't even show me your face

'Cause it's a crying shame

Just go back to the rock

From under which you came

Take the sorrow you gave

And all the stakes you claim

And don't forget the blame

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RUN-DMC

"Walk This Way"

Now there's a backseat/lover

That's always under/cover

And I talk til my daddy say

Said you ain't seen/nuthin

Til you're down on her/muffin

And there's sure to be a change in ways

Now there's a cheer/leader

That's a real big/pleaser

As far as I can remi/nisce

But the best thing/love it

Was her sister and her/cousin

And it started with a little kiss, like this

She starts/swingin

With the boys in/tune

And her feet just fly up in the air

Singin hey diddle diddle with a kitty in the middle

And they swingin like it just don't care

So I took a big/chance

At the high school/dance

With a lady who was ready to play

It wasn't me she was/foolin

Cause she knew what was she was/doin

when she told me how to walk this way

[Chorus: Run-D.M.C. and Aerosmith]

She told me to

Walk this way!

Talk this way!

[repeat 2X]

[repeat all 2X]

Well just gimme a kiss/some head!

Oooh, a-like this!

[Run-D.M.C.]

School girl/sleazy

With a/classy kind of sassy

Little skirt hangin way up her knee

It was three young ladies

In the school gym/locker

And they find they were lookin D

I was high school/loser

Never made it with a/lady

Til a boy told me somethin I missed

That my next door/neighbor

had a daughter/had a favor

And I gave the girl just a little kiss, like this

[Aerosmith]

She starts swingin with the boys in the school

with her feet flyin up in the air

Singing hey diddle diddle with a kitty in the middle

I was swingin like I didn't care

So I took a big chance at the high school dance

With a miss who was ready to play

Wasn't me she was foolin cause she knew what she was doin

when she told me how to walk this way

[Chorus]

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The Waifs 

"London Still"

I wonder if you can pick up

My accent on the phone

When I call across the country

When I call across the world

I see you in my kitchen

I can picture you now

As you toast to your small town

And you drink the happy hour

I'm in London still

I'm in London still

I'm in London still

I took the tube over to Camden

To wander around

I bought some funky records

With that old motown sound

And I miss you like my left arm

That's been lost in a war

Today I dream of home and not of London anymore

I'm in London still

I'm in London still

Yeah I'm in London still

You know it's ok

I'm kinda happy here for now

I think I've finally grown up

And got myself a love of now

If I ever come home and I, I think I will

I hope you're gonna want to hang

At my place on Sundays still

Oh yeah I hope you will

'Cause I'm in London still

You know we got it sorted

We really got it down

To a fine art on Sunday

In our sleepy Sunday town

I wonder what I'm missing

I think of songs I've never heard

I'm dreaming of your voices

And I'm dreaming of your herb

I'm in London still

I'm in London still

I'm in London still

Oh I'm in London still

La la la la London still

I'm in London...

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The Innocence Mission

"Bright As Yellow"

And you live your life with your arms stretched out.

Eye to eye when speaking.

Enter rooms with great joy shouts,

happy to be meeting.

And bright,

bright,

bright, bright as yellow,

warm as yellow.

And I do not want to be a rose.

I do not wish to be pale pink,

but flower scarlet, flower gold.

And have no thorns to distance me,

but be bright,

bright,

bright, bright as yellow,

warm as yellow.

Even if I'm shouting, even if I'm shouting here

inside.

Even if I'm shouting, do you see that I'm wanting,

that I want to be so so

bright,

bright,

bright, bright as yellow,

warm as yellow.

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