Speak Only in Random Song Lyrics

[Shaul]

Me caí, me paré, caminé, me subí
Me fui contra la corriente y también me perdí
Fracasé, me encontré, lo viví y aprendí
Cuando te pegas fuerte más profundo es el beat, sí
Sigo bailando y escribiendo mis letras
Sigo cantando con las puertas abiertas
Atravesando por todas estas tierras
Y no hay que viajar tanto pa encontrar la respuesta
Y no te preocupes si no te aprueban
Cuando te critiquen, tú solo di
Soy yo
Soy yo
Soy yo (soy, soy, soy, soy, soy, soy, soy)
Soy yo (yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo)

 

[Spice]

Soy feo pero rico, rico, rico; soy feo pero rico, rico, rico
Soy feo pero rico, eso no me lo explico
Soy feo pero rico, rico, rico; soy feo pero rico, rico, rico
Soy feo pero rico, yo no soy Federico

The rich man, poor man, beggar man, thief
Everyone claim that them are di chief
The rich man buy di poor man's life
The poor man take away di beggar man's wife

 

[Spice]

Me caí, me paré, caminé, me subí
Me fui contra la corriente y también me perdí
Fracasé, me encontré, lo viví y aprendí
Cuando te pegas fuerte más profundo es el beat, sí
Sigo bailando y escribiendo mis letras
Sigo cantando con las puertas abiertas
Atravesando por todas estas tierras
Y no hay que viajar tanto pa encontrar la respuesta
Y no te preocupes si no te aprueban
Cuando te critiquen, tú solo di
Soy yo
Soy yo
Soy yo (soy, soy, soy, soy, soy, soy, soy)
Soy yo (yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo)

(Keep on dancing)
Let the music take your mind
(Keep on dancing)
Have a real real good time
(Keep on dancing)
Why don't you
Get up on the floor
(Keep on dancing)
Till you can't dance no more
(Keep on dancing)
Keep on dancing
(Dancing)
Dancing, yeah
Get up on the floor

 

[Spice]

Lady Madonna, children at your feet
Wonder how you manage to make ends meet
Who finds the money when you pay the rent
Did you think that money was Heaven sent?
Friday night arrives without a suitcase
Sunday morning creeping like a nun
Monday's child has learned to tie his bootlace
See how they run

I wanna be the one who you believe
In your heart is sent from, sent from heaven (sent from heaven)
There's a piece of me who leaves when you gone
Because you're sent from (sent from heaven, ooh, 'cause)
I wanna be the one who you believe
In your heart is sent from (sent from heaven)
And there's a piece of me who leaves when you gone
Because you're sent from (sent from heaven)

 

[Spice]

Gonna have fun in the city
Be with my girl, she's so pretty
She looks fine tonight
She is out of sight to me
Tonight I'll spend my bread, tonight
I'll lose my head, tonight
I've got to get to night
Monday I'll have Friday on my mind

Well she got her daddy's car
And she cruised through the hamburger stand now
Seems she forgot all about the library
Like she told her old man now
And with the radio blasting
Goes cruising just as fast as she can now
And she'll have fun fun fun
'Til her daddy takes the T-bird away
(Fun fun fun 'til her daddy takes the T-bird away)

 

[John53]

Well she got her daddy's car
And she cruised through the hamburger stand now
Seems she forgot all about the library
Like she told her old man now
And with the radio blasting
Goes cruising just as fast as she can now
And she'll have fun fun fun
'Til her daddy takes the T-bird away
(Fun fun fun 'til her daddy takes the T-bird away)

I saw a crazy chick running down the street
I said: "Ooh, pretty baby! Why the rigged beat?"
She said: "Wow! What a square! Don't you dig the scene?
Daddy Cool's playing his piano machine!"
"Daddy Who?"
"Daddy Cool!"
"Daddy Who?"
"Daddy Cool!"

 

[Spice]

I saw a crazy chick running down the street
I said: "Ooh, pretty baby! Why the rigged beat?"
She said: "Wow! What a square! Don't you dig the scene?
Daddy Cool's playing his piano machine!"
"Daddy Who?"
"Daddy Cool!"
"Daddy Who?"
"Daddy Cool!"

Sing us a song, you're the piano man
Sing us a song tonight
Well, we're all in the mood for a melody
And you've got us feelin' alright
It's a pretty good crowd for a Saturday
And the manager gives me a smile
'Cause he knows that it's me they've been comin' to see
To forget about life for a while
And the piano, it sounds like a carnival
And the microphone smells like a beer
And they sit at the bar and put bread in my jar
And say, "Man, what are you doin' here?"

 

[John53]

Sing us a song, you're the piano man
Sing us a song tonight
Well, we're all in the mood for a melody
And you've got us feelin' alright
It's a pretty good crowd for a Saturday
And the manager gives me a smile
'Cause he knows that it's me they've been comin' to see
To forget about life for a while
And the piano, it sounds like a carnival
And the microphone smells like a beer
And they sit at the bar and put bread in my jar
And say, "Man, what are you doin' here?"

Say goodbye, my own true lover
As we sing a lovers' song
How it breaks my heart to leave you
Now the carnival is gone

High above the dawn is waiting
And my tears are falling rain
For the carnival is over
We may never meet again

 

[Spice]

Say goodbye, my own true lover
As we sing a lovers' song
How it breaks my heart to leave you
Now the carnival is gone

High above the dawn is waiting
And my tears are falling rain
For the carnival is over
We may never meet again

You can tell the world you never was my girl
You can burn my clothes up when I'm gone
Or you can tell your friends just what a fool I've been
And laugh and joke about me on the phone
You can tell my arms go back to the farm
You can tell my feet to hit the floor
Or you can tell my lips to tell my fingertips
They won't be reaching out for you no more
But don't tell my heart, my achy breaky heart
I just don't think he'd understand
And if you tell my heart, my achy breaky heart
He might blow up and kill this man
Ooh

 

[John53]

You can tell the world you never was my girl
You can burn my clothes up when I'm gone
Or you can tell your friends just what a fool I've been
And laugh and joke about me on the phone
You can tell my arms go back to the farm
You can tell my feet to hit the floor
Or you can tell my lips to tell my fingertips
They won't be reaching out for you no more
But don't tell my heart, my achy breaky heart
I just don't think he'd understand
And if you tell my heart, my achy breaky heart
He might blow up and kill this man
Ooh

(You should be ashamed of yourself!)

I will come for you at nighttime
I will raise you from your sleep
I will kiss you in four places
As I go running along your street

I will squeeze the life out of you
You will make me laugh, and make me cry
And we will never forget it
You will make me call your name
And I'll shout it to the blue summer sky

And we may never meet again
So shed your skin and let's get started
And you will throw your arms around me
Yeah, you will throw your arms around me

 

[Spice]

(You should be ashamed of yourself!)

I will come for you at nighttime
I will raise you from your sleep
I will kiss you in four places
As I go running along your street

I will squeeze the life out of you
You will make me laugh, and make me cry
And we will never forget it
You will make me call your name
And I'll shout it to the blue summer sky

And we may never meet again
So shed your skin and let's get started
And you will throw your arms around me
Yeah, you will throw your arms around me

Oh, it's cryin' time again, you're gonna leave me
I can see that far away look in your eyes
I can tell by the way you hold me darlin', ooh
That it won't be long before it's cryin' time
Now they say that absence makes the heart grow fonder (fonder)
And that tears are only rain to make love grow
Well, my love for you could never grow no stronger (stronger)
If I live to be a hundred years old

 

[John53]

Oh, it's cryin' time again, you're gonna leave me
I can see that far away look in your eyes
I can tell by the way you hold me darlin', ooh
That it won't be long before it's cryin' time
Now they say that absence makes the heart grow fonder (fonder)
And that tears are only rain to make love grow
Well, my love for you could never grow no stronger (stronger)
If I live to be a hundred years old

Well I was pretty young
She was young and pretty
I was so naive
It was such a pity
I said now baby don't you waste your time
Just cryin' for me
I gotta go away for a while
And you can be free

And baby, baby, it's my turn to cry
Baby, baby, it's my turn to cry

 

[Stevicus]

Well I was pretty young
She was young and pretty
I was so naive
It was such a pity
I said now baby don't you waste your time
Just cryin' for me
I gotta go away for a while
And you can be free

And baby, baby, it's my turn to cry
Baby, baby, it's my turn to cry

Oh, well, a young man
Ain't got nothin' in the world these days
I said a young man
Ain't got nothin' in the world these days

Well, you know in the old days
When a young man was a strong man
All the people, they'd step back
When a young man walked by

But you know, nowadays
It's the old man
He's got all the money
And a young man ain't got nothin' in the world these days
I said
Ain't got nothing
Got sweet nothing

 

[John53]

Oh, well, a young man
Ain't got nothin' in the world these days
I said a young man
Ain't got nothin' in the world these days

Well, you know in the old days
When a young man was a strong man
All the people, they'd step back
When a young man walked by

But you know, nowadays
It's the old man
He's got all the money
And a young man ain't got nothin' in the world these days
I said
Ain't got nothing
Got sweet nothing

It's coming 'round again
Slowly creeping hand
Of time and its command
Soon enough it comes
Settles in its place
Its shadow in my face
Puts pressure in my day

This life, well, it's slipping right through my hands
These days turned out nothing like I had planned

 

[Stevicus]

It's coming 'round again
Slowly creeping hand
Of time and its command
Soon enough it comes
Settles in its place
Its shadow in my face
Puts pressure in my day

This life, well, it's slipping right through my hands
These days turned out nothing like I had planned

"One of these days, I'm going to cut you into little pieces"

 

[John53]

"One of these days, I'm going to cut you into little pieces"

Well I'll keep on moving
Moving on
Things are bound to be improving
These days
One of these days
These days I'll sit on cornerstones
And count the time in quarter tones to ten
My friend
Don't confront me with my failures
I had not forgotten them

 

[It Aint Necessarily So]

These days I'll sit on cornerstones

Little boy sit on the corner and cry
Big man come and he ask him why
Says I can't do what the big boys do
Man sat down and he cried too

It ain't me, it's the people who say
Men are leading the women astray
But I say it's the women today
Are smarter than the men in every way

That's right, the women are smarter
That's right, the women are smarter
That's right, the women are smarter
The women are smarter that's right, that's right!

Mark 2:22:

 

[Stevicus]

Little boy sit on the corner and cry
Big man come and he ask him why
Says I can't do what the big boys do
Man sat down and he cried too

It ain't me, it's the people who say
Men are leading the women astray
But I say it's the women today
Are smarter than the men in every way

That's right, the women are smarter
That's right, the women are smarter
That's right, the women are smarter
The women are smarter that's right, that's right!

Mark 2:22:

Blame the whiskey on the beer
Blame the beer on the whiskey
Blame the mornin' on the night
For who's lyin' here with me
Blame the bar for the band
Blame the band for the song
Blame the song for the party that went all night long

But it ain't my fault
No, it ain't my fault
Mighta had a little fun
Lotta wrong got done
But it ain't my fault

Blame the heart for the hurtin'
Blame the hurtin' on the heart
Blame the dark on the devil
Blame the devil on the dark
Blame the ex for the drinkin'
Blame the drinkin' for the ex
Blame the two for one tequila's for whatever happens next

 

[John53]

Blame the whiskey on the beer
Blame the beer on the whiskey
Blame the mornin' on the night
For who's lyin' here with me
Blame the bar for the band
Blame the band for the song
Blame the song for the party that went all night long

But it ain't my fault
No, it ain't my fault
Mighta had a little fun
Lotta wrong got done
But it ain't my fault

Blame the heart for the hurtin'
Blame the hurtin' on the heart
Blame the dark on the devil
Blame the devil on the dark
Blame the ex for the drinkin'
Blame the drinkin' for the ex
Blame the two for one tequila's for whatever happens next

Bought me a box of French cigars
Bought me a black beret
Get my French from the girl next door
Teaching me night and day

Got me thinking 'bout the south of France
Vis-à-vis de vous
Pack my suitcase, take the chance
Got nothing to lose

Gimme the sound of a rolling dice
Gimme a whisky, don't think twice
Deal me the card that takes my blues away
Take me away to Marseilles

 

[Spice]

Oh, well, a young man
Ain't got nothin' in the world these days
I said a young man
Ain't got nothin' in the world these days

Well, you know in the old days
When a young man was a strong man
All the people, they'd step back
When a young man walked by

But you know, nowadays
It's the old man
He's got all the money
And a young man ain't got nothin' in the world these days
I said
Ain't got nothing
Got sweet nothing

Young man, there's no need to feel down, I said
Young man, pick yourself off the ground, I said
Young man, 'cause you're in a new town
There's no need to be unhappy
Young man, there's a place you can go, I said
Young man, when you're short on your dough you can
Stay there and I'm sure you will find
Many ways to have a good time

It's fun to stay at the Y.M.C.A.
It's fun to stay at the Y.M.C.A.
They have everything for young men to enjoy
You can hang out with all the boys
It's fun to stay at the Y.M.C.A.
It's fun to stay at the Y.M.C.A.
You can get yourself clean, you can have a good meal
You can do whatever you feel