Lyrics ... Dream pop / indie pop. Dreamy, peaceful & lazy. Glockenspiel, ...Dream pop / indie pop. Dreamy, peaceful & lazy. Glockenspiel, electric guitar, singer & rhythm.
I wasn't prepared, but it's not over, it's not over And as I get older, all the people I love, are getting closer to meOver the sun, over the sea, all the people I want to meetOver the sun, over the sea, all the people I love are always close to me
Lyrics ... Attitude, laid-back & swagger hip-hop sung in Spanish & English. ...Attitude, laid-back & swagger hip-hop sung in Spanish & English. Dedicated to female friends. Female rap singer, electric harpsichord, synth, fx bullet, fx vinyl noise & electronic percussion. Interlude @ 2'17.
ES:
tengo el quinto elemento
represión automática
las niñas de mis ojos
rugen humo mientras bailan
hombros anchos y altas
fuertes como jabatas
mascarillas azules
y unas velas aromáticas
a pesar del chandal somos todas muy románticas
y cada rumba sale directa del anima
donde no hay dinero hay carisma y sociedad
no somos gatas de teoría somos prácticas
somos prácticas
somos prácticas
tenemos el pelo como las lobas árticas
somos prácticas
somos prácticas
las malas tenemos conexión telepática
guárdate para ti toda tu insulsa plática
la noche se presenta juguetona y acida
y he contao' las veces que me has mirao' pasar
no me hagas tener que sumártelas
flacas africanas horas de calor
brillo con mi pana mientras suena el reggaeton
ropa americana, hiperventilación
porque aquí nos lo bailamo' hasta romper el pantalón
flacas africanas horas de calor
brillo con mi pana mientras suena el reggaeton
ropa americana, hiperventilación
porque aquí nos lo bailamo' hasta romper el pantalón
miran de reojo por la rabia
quieren bailar salsa con nosotras para oler la jacaranda
mírale a la cara mientras baja
brujas con sus capsulas letales como efímeras erráticas
es el truco que nunca le falla
fire on the zone cuz she got the sauce got it from her mama
en la pista es como una bala
rapida precisa y luego mata
flacas africanas horas de calor
brillo con mi pana mientras suena el reggaeton
ropa americana, hiperventilación
porque aquí nos lo bailamo' hasta romper el pantalón
flacas africanas horas de calor
brillo con mi pana mientras suena el reggaeton
ropa americana, hiperventilación
porque aquí nos lo bailamo' hasta romper el pantalón
hasta romper el pantalón
hasta romper el pantalón
hasta romper el pantalón
no somos gatas de teoría somos prácticas
somos prácticas
no somos gatas de teoría
EN:
I have the fifth element
automatic repression
the girls of my eyes
roar smoke as they dance
broad-shouldered and tall
strong as jabatas
blue masks
and scented candles
in spite of the tracksuit we are all very romantic
and every party comes straight from the soul
where there is no money there is charisma and society
we are not theory cats we are practical
we are practical
we are practical
we have hair like the arctic she-wolves
we are practical
we are practical
we bad girls have telepathic connection
keep all your dull chatter to yourself
the night comes playful and acidic
and I've counted all the times you've watched me pass by
don't make me have to add them up to you
skinny African hours of heat
shining with my homie while reggaeton plays
American clothes, hyperventilation
because here we dance it till we rip our pants
skinny african hours of heat
I shine with my homie while reggaeton plays
American clothes, hyperventilation
because here we dance it till we rip our pants
they look sideways out of rage
they want to dance salsa with us just to smell the jacaranda
look at their face as it goes down
witches with their lethal capsules as ephemeral erratics
it's the trick that never fails them
fire on the zone cuz she got the sauce got it from her mama
on the dance floor she' s like a bullet
fast accurate and then kills
skinny African hours of heat
shining with my homie while reggaeton plays
American clothes, hyperventilation
because here we dance it till we rip our pants
skinny african hours of heat
I shine with my homie while reggaeton plays
American clothes, hyperventilation
because here we dance it till we rip our pants
till we rip our pants
till we rip our pants
till we rip our pants
we are not theory cats we are practical
we are practical
we are not theory cats
Lyrics ... Explicit. Attitude, laid-back & swagger hip-hop sung in Spanish. ...Explicit. Attitude, laid-back & swagger hip-hop sung in Spanish. Dedicated to female friends. Female rap singer, electric harpsichord, synth, fx bullet, fx vinyl noise & electronic percussion. Interlude @ 2'17.
ES:
tengo el quinto elemento
represión automática
las niñas de mis ojos
rugen humo mientras bailan
hombros anchos y altas
fuertes como jabatas
mascarillas azules
y unas velas aromáticas
a pesar del chandal somos todas muy románticas
y cada rumba sale directa del anima
donde no hay dinero hay carisma y sociedad
no somos gatas de teoría somos prácticas
somos prácticas
somos prácticas
tenemos el pelo como las lobas árticas
somos prácticas
somos prácticas
las malas tenemos conexión telepática
guárdate para ti toda tu insulsa plática
la noche se presenta juguetona y acida
y he contao' las veces que me has mirao' pasar
no me hagas tener que sumártelas
flacas africanas horas de calor
brillo con mi pana mientras suena el reggaeton
ropa americana, hiperventilación
porque aquí nos lo bailamo' hasta romper el pantalón
flacas africanas horas de calor
brillo con mi pana mientras suena el reggaeton
ropa americana, hiperventilación
porque aquí nos lo bailamo' hasta romper el pantalón
miran de reojo por la rabia
quieren bailar salsa con nosotras para oler la jacaranda
mírale a la cara mientras baja
brujas y pastillas en la rave como efímeras erráticas
es el truco que nunca le falla
fire on the zone cuz she got the sauce got it from her mama
en la pista es como una bala
rapida precisa y luego mata
flacas africanas horas de calor
brillo con mi pana mientras suena el reggaeton
ropa americana, hiperventilación
porque aquí nos lo bailamo' hasta romper el pantalón
flacas africanas horas de calor
brillo con mi pana mientras suena el reggaeton
ropa americana, hiperventilación
porque aquí nos lo bailamo' hasta romper el pantalón
hasta romper el pantalón
hasta romper el pantalón
hasta romper el pantalón
no somos gatas de teoría somos prácticas
somos prácticas
no somos gatas de teoría
EN:
I have the fifth element
automatic repression
the girls of my eyes
roar smoke as they dance
broad-shouldered and tall
strong as jabatas
blue masks
and scented candles
in spite of the tracksuit we are all very romantic
and every party comes straight from the soul
where there is no money there is charisma and society
we are not theory cats we are practical
we are practical
we are practical
we have hair like the arctic she-wolves
we are practical
we are practical
we bad girls have telepathic connection
keep all your dull chatter to yourself
the night comes playful and acidic
and I've counted all the times you've watched me pass by
don't make me have to add them up to you
skinny African hours of heat
shining with my homie while reggaeton plays
American clothes, hyperventilation
because here we dance it till we rip our pants
skinny african hours of heat
I shine with my homie while reggaeton plays
American clothes, hyperventilation
because here we dance it till we rip our pants
they look sideways out of rage
they want to dance salsa with us just to smell the jacaranda
look at their face as it goes down
witches and pills at the rave as ephemeral erratics
it's the trick that never fails them
fire on the zone cuz she got the sauce got it from her mama
on the dance floor she' s like a bullet
fast accurate and then kills
skinny African hours of heat
shining with my homie while reggaeton plays
American clothes, hyperventilation
because here we dance it till we rip our pants
skinny african hours of heat
I shine with my homie while reggaeton plays
American clothes, hyperventilation
because here we dance it till we rip our pants
till we rip our pants
till we rip our pants
till we rip our pants
we are not theory cats we are practical
we are practical
we are not theory cats
When the sun comes down cold wind walking around brings a tune of despair no more breese of faith City still sleeping city still crying Since many years ago for too many lost
I'm creepin to the light slowly and the stars in the sky are falling World runs out slowly and we dig our graves surely In the middle of this cold winter child want to find a note of light The night starts between deep silence and sound of death
I'm creepin to the light slowly and the stars in the sky are falling world runs out slowly and we dig our graves surely The boy just find the melodies of hope then glutle light gentle arms cover him of soothing symphony
I'm creepin to the light slowly and the stars in the sky are falling world runs out slowly and we dig our graves surely
He tries to sing he tries to scream searchin a way to live
Lyrics ... Alternative R&B with a Latin twist. Contemporary, attitude, bright & ...Alternative R&B with a Latin twist. Contemporary, attitude, bright & charming. Positive, determined & upbeat female vocals about the desire for change, progression & achievement in the face of challenges, synth, clap, guitar & rhythm. Suggested for lifestyle, teen culture, good times, promos & ads.
Know something’s not right with your day
know I gotta make a change
have a chance to see it differently
you take my hand come away
know it’s my chance I
gotta do it perfectly
The pressure’s on for me to try and do it right
I didn’t know if I could do it the whole time
Take my hand I know
where I go
I can always break it down
it’s bout who you know
gotta show them what I got
what I can do
you know I’d do anything if it’s for me and you
you know I do anything
got so much to prove
I fly I fly I fly I fly you to the moon
I fly I fly I fly I fly
Can she do it
you know I can get it done
to the moon and the stars
way into the sun
I’m flying
soaring over fluffy clouds
your attitude could never ever bring me down
good energy is all around
I fly I fly I fly I fly you to the moon
I fly I fly I fly I fly you to the moon
Lyrics ... Modern French pop, nu-disco. Soft, languorous, sensual & classy. ...Modern French pop, nu-disco. Soft, languorous, sensual & classy. Female singer, funky guitar, synths & rhythm.
I, I look up baby to the moon
And feel the sand under my skin
It's tickly, tickly on my toes
I like the noise
Of disco disco dancing far away
It's the echo of the kick drum
Beating on the other side of town
And coming to me across the beach
Saying
Talk to me
I've waited for the longest moment
Can't you see
This is a dream
We can be we can be
Together till the break of dawn
Cause everything is downstream now
I like the voice
Of girls and boys and lovers far away
It's the echo of a slow dance
Coming from another time and space
Across this place
Right to my ears
Saying
Talk to me
I've waited for the longest moment
Can't you see
This is a dream
We can be we can be
Together till the break of dawn
Cause everything is downstream
Lyrics ... Alternative R&B, indie ballad. Contemporary, unstructured, ...Alternative R&B, indie ballad. Contemporary, unstructured, sentimental & gentle. Female singer, acoustic piano, organ, Rodes, synth, rhythm & fx vocals. Suggested for lifestyle & teen culture.
Amazed We made for a perfect coupleA shame that we just gave upAmazed At the nights we stayed upLooking at the ceiling
And if you ever leave me I’ll be where you last left me AmazedAmazed at the nights And if you ever need (Pray that you don’t)And if you ever fall down (Pray that you don’t)And if you need me I’ll be where you saw me last
Out here waisting my time And yes I’ve move on Now I do care for you darling If you ever need me I’ll be
Where you need me toThere for you And if you ever need meIf you ever fall down I’ll be there where you see meAmazedAmazed at the nights
Lyrics ... Indie chill pop rock. Dreamy, mellow, slow, lovely, spacey & ...Indie chill pop rock. Dreamy, mellow, slow, lovely, spacey & soothing. Lead guitar @ 1'19. Male singer (love lyrics), guitar & drum. For tv show, teenagers drama, indie movie & web.
We've talked enough
We're sharing nothing
I start to laugh
While hearing you talking to
My door
I laugh
I keep you close but
Crave for you to go
My love
I keep you close but
Right behind my door
We've lied enough
We've darkened our springs
I start to laugh
While hearing you talking to
My door
I laugh
I keep you close but
Crave for you to go
My love
I keep you close but
Right behind my door
Sur la plage,je sens le regard des garçons de tout âge, se poser sur moi, leurs visages sont pétrifiés par l'émoi. Soyez sages, et commandez vous des glaçons, car l'orage n'est pas de saison, quel dommage de risquer l'insolation !
REFRAINComme des tournesols attirés par mes cheveux blonds, les parasols changent soudain de direction. Allongée, je repense à ce garçon de café ses lèvres sucrées, ce baiser je crois qu'il me l'a volé. Bikini, et chapeau de paille l'après midi, coule lentement, je m'ennuie, de retrouver mon amant. C'est l'été, quelques jours encore pour nous aimer, ne pas s'oublier Saint Tropez, il faudra bien se quitter.
English translation : THE PARASOLS OF ST-TROPEZ
On the beach, I sense the boys of all ages looking at me, Their faces are rigid with emotion.
Take care, and order ice cubes,
because there is no storm in the air,
It would be too bad if you got sunstroke!
Like sunflowers attracted to my blonde hair,
Parasols suddenly change direction Lying down, I think back to that waiter, his sugary lips, this kiss I think he stole it from me.
Bikini and straw hat,
the afternoon passes slowly,
I'm anxious to find my lover again.
It's summer, a few more days for us to love
Don’t forget Saint-Tropez, we will have to leave each other.
Lyrics ... Alternative R&B. Sexy, warm & sentimental. Explicit lyrics about the ...Alternative R&B. Sexy, warm & sentimental. Explicit lyrics about the desire between two people. Female vocalist, synth & rhythm. Ideal for love, relationship & passionate scene.
I know how to make you angry Talk my shit [talk] and act like a tease You can’t touch it maybe you’ll see Take a photo and send it Tell ya leave work come get it Drop it all and come get it
You got no option when you want it you want it bad It’s my fault I look hot in it waiting in your bed
Oh I got you frustrated Can’t take it I make you mad just from how bad you crave it Come get a taste You wanna get up in it Frustrated Bear with it Adrenaline pumping through your veins ooh ooh
Stay mad If you could only stay mad at me Stay mad I’ll keep it up and you can take it out on me
Most of my nights I need two things from you To talk your shit [talk] and to follow through No rain check No leaving me waiting We talkin’ bout good sex Hair pulling I pay a lot for you to fuck [mess] it up Care for me later right now I want it rough
I know how to make you angry Talk my [talk] and act like a tease You can’t touch it maybe you’ll see Take a photo and send it Tell ya leave work come get it Drop it all and come get it You got no option when you want it you want it bad It’s my fault I look hot in it waiting in your bedOh I got you frustrated Can’t take it I make you mad just from how bad you crave it Come get a taste You wanna get up in it Frustrated Bear with it Adrenaline pumping through your veins ooh ooh Stay mad If you could only stay mad at me Stay mad I’ll keep it up and you can take it out on me Most of my nights I need two things from you To talk your [talk] and to follow through No rain check No leaving me waiting We talkin’ bout good sex Hair pulling I pay a lot for you to [mess] it up Care for me later right now I want it rough
BACK IN THE DAY Lyrics by Mattic Parks Music by Oogo
(Chorus) Back in the days Back in the days Back in the days (repeat) Back in the days when I was young I'm not a kid anymore, but some days I sit and wish I was a rubix cube
Small minded nigga's always be talking. He had to go overseas to do his walking. Fuck y'all I hope you live to do his walking. for hating on success your bullshit is often.
You think you know me from a style that change Like climax's that we living this life time is strange. Edit profile, safe mode will rearrange like the groups that I done been in Where do I begin?
Katskillz was III Natural soul build with my brother, then we add Madwreck to form the Others. Started great, but late we got off of the page, so i Took the stage instead of turning to rage. Almost quit this shit, the diabolic flip, heading to the palace of Prime in Southtropolis. Popodapolis, the father of Asha's gift was the best thing I done in my life so bust this.
Ever been to the store and brought a rubix cube? I compare myself to that shit dude. When you try to figure me out, the color's which squares level's raise like metal gear, open and beware.
It's like you straining your vein Attaching to brains To put it down man you can't play these games. What up cuz-o I manifesto Turn in to slick-co Asshole, rude, crude, figure the rubix cube.
(Chorus) Back in the days Back in the days Back in the days Back in the days when I was young I'm not a kid anymore… Back in the days
Lyrics ... French electro pop, nu disco funk. Languorous, relaxed & constant. ...French electro pop, nu disco funk. Languorous, relaxed & constant. Piano, male vocals, keyboards, guitars & funky bass.
Lyrics ... Retro love pop song sung in French. Vintage. Swaying sophisticated & ...Retro love pop song sung in French. Vintage. Swaying sophisticated & charming. Male singer, female vocals & rhythm section, Organ & analogue synth lead. Suggested for romance & cliche.
Tu t'enfuies
Je regarde défiler ton ombre
Et la nuit tu penses à chaque seconde
Perdue dans ce monde
Il y aura toujours quelqu'un pour te voir
Et tu ries
Comme si c'était la première fois
C'est la vie qui te souffle toujours
Une chanson d'amour
Ça te fait oublier que tu es seul
Lyrics ... Indie chill pop rock. Strange, lazy, blur, psychedelic, airy & ...Indie chill pop rock. Strange, lazy, blur, psychedelic, airy & trippy. Modified female voice, guitar, bass & drum. For commercial, tv series, hallucination & indie movie.
I let you be into my mind
so i can feel you one more time I let you be into my heart
so i can feel you one last time
I can’t believe we use to walk along the beach I can’t believe we use to walk along
I can’t believe we use to walk along the beach I can’t believe we use to walk along
Lyrics ... Smooth, intimate & slow Brazilian pop song about the strength that ...Smooth, intimate & slow Brazilian pop song about the strength that comes from living together in a couple. Male singer, mixed backing vocals, snaps, acoustic guitar, electric piano pads, strings, synth & drum machine. Ending @ 2'17 with sensual vocals.
BR:
Tá na boa
Usando os outros
Fé que vale ouro
Karma pede troco, pede troco
Tá na boa
Só quer mais um troco
De quem já tem pouco
Quem responde é o povo,
Que de novo, espera o
Tempo, Tempo, Tempo, Tempo (3x)
(Sem resposta)
Tá na boa
Usando os outros
Fé que vale ouro
Quem responde é o povo, que de novo
Tempo, Tempo, Tempo, Tempo (3x)
(Sem resposta)
Tempo, Tempo, Tempo, Tempo (3x)
(Sem resposta)
Não considero irmão
Não considero irmão
Quem prega em vão
Quem prega em vão
ENG:
It's all good
Using others
Faith that's worth gold
Karma demands payback, demands payback
It's all good
Just wants an exchange
From those who already have little
The people will respond,
Once again, waiting for
Time, Time, Time, Time (3x)
(Without response)
It's all good
Using others
Faith that's worth gold
The people will respond, once again
Time, Time, Time, Time (3x)
(Without response)
Time, Time, Time, Time (3x)
(Without response)
I don't consider as brother
I don't consider as brother
Those who preach in vain
Those who preach in vain
Lyrics ... Electro pop disco, funky. Bright, groovy & sensual. Female singer ...Electro pop disco, funky. Bright, groovy & sensual. Female singer with a French accent, guitars, synth & rhythm.
Whispers and tears oh what a love
a what a life
show down and fears oh what a love
oh what a life
worries and lies oh what a love oh whar a life
anger and sighs oh what a love oh what a life
Whispers and tears oh what a love
a what a life
show down and fears
I shout your name I spoil your game Are we in sane ?
Behind the walls I watch your calls I lose control
I am waiting for your skin I’m begging for a sin
can’t stand to be far from you all my dreams lead to you
oh what a love oh what a life
worries and lies oh what a love oh whar a life
anger and sighs oh what a love oh what a life
oh what a love, oh what a love
Whispers and tears oh what a love
a what a life
show down and fears oh what a love
oh what a life
worries and lies oh what a love oh whar a life
anger and sighs
I want to feel your heatflow your mortal poison arrow
oh what a love oh what a life
I’ve lost my soul in solo xx I’m no one but a shadow
[Verse 1]Oh she’s always dreamed about that day But oh some other plans got in her way Oh so many things she wanted to say And oh the loneliest flower in May [Chorus 1]She’s free at lastShe left after the dawn, in the morningShe’s free at lastAnd now the pressure’s gone, she’s running, running, running [Verse 2]Oh she’s bound to make her dreams come true And oh turn the old into newOh she’s been driving the whole night through And oh to the city where skies are blue [Chorus 2]She’s free at lastShe left after the dawn, in the morningShe’s free at lastAnd now the pressure’s gone, she’s running, running, running