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Raul R., Stanfield Major

Story

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Raul R.: Music concept, all instruments except bass

Raul Del Valle: Bass

Carolyn Hobza-Grogan: Vocals

Stanfield Major: Lyrics

Lyrics

 

A Dad For Christmas 

 


V1
A year ago I found a sheet of paper
Clutched in my Tommy's little fist
And on it with a purple crayon
He'd written down his Christmas list

 

Chorus:
I want a Dad for Christmas
A Dad who knows fun things to do
I want a Dad for Christmas
Please bring one that Mom likes too

 

V2
Well I was feeling sad that Saturday
As we ran out the door
Headed to the mall to visit Santa
I knew what my boy'd be asking for

 

(Chorus)

 

Bridge:
I saw he was a young guy
'neath that Santa suit
About as old as me
And he was kind of cute
Tommy whispered in his ear
Santa turned my way
saw a twinkle in his eye
As he heard Tommy say

 

(Chorus)

 

V3
Tommy did all right last Christmas
He's the envy of his friends because
Romance came down the chimney
Yes, I married Santa Claus

 

Chorus 2:
He got a Dad for Christmas
A Dad who knows fun things to do
He got a Dad for Christmas
And Mommy got someone too.

 

Repeat Chorus 2

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Jason Hotchk155, Stanfield Major

Story

This song was created and recorded at Kompoz.com

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Jason Hotchk155: Music concept, vocals, guitar

Stephane C.: Bass, drums, Hammond organ

Rab: Mixing

Stanfield Major: Lyrics

Lyrics

Tom Cat Blues

 

I'd like to be your carpet, darlin',

 the finest grade..

I wanna be your carpet, honey,

the finest grade.

Cause if I was your high class carpet, baby,

Well maybe I'd get laid.

 

Or I could be your table, darlin',

that would be all right.

Let me be your table, honey,

that would be all right.

Cause I know you lay your table, baby,

morning, noon, and night.

 

NOW A WOMAN SHE JUST NEED TO SHAKE IT

AND SHE GOT MORE FUN THAN SHE CAN EVER USE

BUT A MAN NEED A POCKET FULL OF MONEY,

SWEET TALK, OR FRIENDS WHO SPREAD THE NEWS.

AND IF HE DON'T…

HE’S GOT THE TOM CAT BLUES.

 

So take me to the funeral parlor

Cause I'm about to die.

Take me to the undertaker, honey,

cause I’m about to die.

Lay me on down in that casket

maybe these TOM CAT BLUES'll pass me by.

 

(Chorus)

 

(Caterwauling)

Sounds like the TOM CAT BLUES.

(More caterwauling)

Yeah, those are the TOM CAT BLUES.

(Still more caterwauling)

Ooooh, he's got 'em bad!

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Jason Hotchk155, Stanfield Major

Story

This song was created and recorded at Kompoz.com, a unique collaboration website,

and is covered by a Creative Commons Attribution 3.0 License.

Jason Hotchk155: Music concept, guitar

Br1 Innertraveller: Bass, drums, guitar, mixing

Stanfield Major: Lyrics

Lyrics

                   Prisoners In Chains

 

I see so many lovers

bind two hearts together

with golden links of anger

silver links of pain...

 

PRISONERS IN CHAINS

PRISONERS IN CHAINS

PRISONERS IN CHAINS

PRISONERS IN CHAINS

 

Unaware they've chosen

to give away their freedom

for a hopeless dungeon

‘cause of needs they can't explain

 

PRISONERS IN CHAINS

PRISONERS IN CHAINS

PRISONERS IN CHAINS

PRISONERS IN CHAINS

 

          Their deeds are done

          in the name of love;

          with broken hearts

          they make a game of love.

          It's a shame

          but it sure ain't love.

          It's a shame

          but it sure ain't love.

 

PRISONERS IN CHAINS

PRISONERS IN CHAINS

 

PRISONERS IN CHAINS

PRISONERS IN CHAINS

 

PRISONERS IN CHAINS

PRISONERS IN CHAINS

PRISONERS IN CHAINS

PRISONERS IN CHAINS

 

 

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Jason Hotchk155, Stanfield Major

Story

This song was created and recorded at Kompoz.com, a unique collaboration website,

and is covered by a Creative Commons Attribution 3.0 License.

Jason Hotchk155: Music concept, guitar

Ole Kirkeby: Bass, drums, guitar, mixing

Stanfield Major: Lyrics

Lyrics

 

 

                   Quicksand

 

V1

It hasn't been an easy life,

I've been through the mill,

ground to a fine grey powder

blown from a sill.

 

V2

But my spirit keeps on growin'

Though my flesh is dust;

the gold keeps right on glowin'

while the iron turns to rust.

 

V3

And if there’s a lesson

To learn from the things I've done,

some kind of distillation,

this would be the one...

 

Chorus:

IF YOU DON'T INTERGRATE

WHAT YOU SAY WITH WHAT YOU DO

THE QUICKSAND THAT YOU CREATE

IS GONNA SWALLOW YOU

QUICKSAND GONNA SWALLOW YOU

QUICKSAND GONNA SWALLOW YOU

QUICKSAND GONNA SWALLOW YOU

QUICKSAND GONNA SWALLOW YOU

 

Chorus 1 extension:

 

Quicksand

Don’t be makin’ no quicksand

Don’t be makin’ no quicksand,

Don’t be makin’ no quicksand

No, no, no

 

          Bridge:

          But the truth has many faces

          We’ve not see them all;

          we've gotta make our choices

          maybe take a fall.

          What might be right for you

          may not be right for me

          but somewhere down the line

          I think that we will both agree...

 

(Chorus)

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Stanfield Major (lyrics), AsiaCheese

Lyrics

Pigs In the Mud

 

Verse 1:

You don’t need that money

You never spend it right

Waste it all on food and rent

‘steada’ champagne every night

Now I’m a billionaire

Must be smart as hell

So give me all your money

Cause I’m sure to spend it well

If you give me all your money

Till the bitter end

You’ll have the sewage

I’ll take the dividends.

 

Verse 2:

Tell me what were you expecting?

To pick money out of trees?

Dollar bills awafting

Down on every breeze?

Now I’m a billionaire

Know how hard it is

It’s only with your money

That I can live like this.

So give me all your money

Don’t you dare to complain

Those under you know

Just what they have to gain.

 

Chorus:

I'm happy like a pig in the mud,

Rolling in your dough,

Fill up that stash of cash.

 

Gimme gimme your money,

I don’t wanna hear you bitch,

And just maybe, I'll make you rich.

 

Verse 3:

You don’t need that money

You never spend it right

Waste it all on food and rent

‘steada’ champagne every night

Now I’m a billionaire

Must be smart as hell

So give me all your money

Cause I’m sure to spend it well

If you give me all your money

Till the bitter end

You’ll have the sewage

I’ll take the dividends.

 

 

Chorus:

I'm happy like a pig in the mud,

Rolling in your dough,

Fill up that stash of cash.

 

Gimme gimme your money,

I don’t wanna hear you bitch,

And just maybe, I'll make you rich.

 

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