Lyrics of the day for December 26th, 2002:
Consistency by Ari Hest
Credit Ari Hest Show Archive For the Lyrics
Why must it always be stop and go?
Where in this life can I find constant flow?
Inconsistency on a larger scale
Impersistence forcing me to bail out
Look left look right look left again before
You take a giant step
All this side to side takes me out of my
Groove makes me feel inept
Tow the straight line for one short time
Forget about regrets and doubts that
Make me stop on a dime
I'm a fool for distraction
Can't keep cool throughout my action
Oncein a while I find satisfaction
I have too much care beyond my reach
And too much love that I can't preach
What I really need is consistency
Everywhere that I go I don't want to be
Cause I keep telling me "You're missing out, gotta move,
Gotta break on free"
A modern-day busy, back, soon
Kind of figures cause I was born in June
The month of moody, happy feet
The month that no one would like to meet
Of wandering, no-clues, and those who love to refuse
Consistency is what I really need
Lyrics of the day for December 27th, 2002:
Back To You by John Mayer
Credit John Mayer For the Lyrics
Back to you
It always comes around
Back to you
I tried to forget you
I tried to stay away
But it's too late
Over you
I'm never over
Over you
Something about you
It's just the way you move
The way you move me
I'm so good at forgetting
And I quit ever game I play
But forgive me, love
I can't turn and walk away
Back to you
It always comes around
Back to you
I walk with your shadow
I'm sleeping in my bed
With your silhouette
should have smiled in that picture
If it's the last that I'll see of you
It's the least that you
Could not do
Leave the light on
I'll never give up on you
Leave the light on
For me too
Back to me
I know that it comes
Back to me
Doesn't it scare you
Your will is not as strong
As it used to be
Lyrics of the day for December 28th, 2002:
Game of Love by Santana Feat. Michelle Branch
Credit Lyrics Styles For the Lyrics
Tell me just what you want me to be
One kiss and boom you're the only one for me
So please tell me why don't you come around no more
Cause right now I'm crying outside the door of your candy store
It just takes a little bit of this
A little bit of that
It started with a kiss
Now we're up to bat
A little bit of laughs
A little bit of pain
I'm telling you, my babe
It's all in the game of love
This, whatever you make it to be
Sunshine set on this cold lonely sea
So please baby try and use me for what I'm good for
It ain't sayin' goodbye that's knocking down the door of your candy store
It just takes a little bit of this
A little bit of that
It started with a kiss
Now we're up to bat
A little bit of laughs
A little bit of pain
I'm telling you, my babe
It's all in the game of love
It's all in this game of love
You roll me
Control me
Console me
Please hold me
You guide me
Divide me
Into what...
(Make me feel good, yeah)
So please tell me why don't you come around no more
Cause right now I'm dying outside the door of your loving store
It just takes a little bit of this
A little bit of that
It started with a kiss
Now we're up to bat
A little bit of laughs
A little bit of pain
I'm telling you, my babe
It's all in the game of love
It's all in this game of love
It's all in the game of love
Yeah, in the game of love
Roll me
Control me
Please hold me
(make me feel good, yeah)
Lyrics of the day for December 29th, 2002:
Hallelujah by Martin Sexton
Credit Martin Sexton For the Lyrics
Does Satan wear a suit and tie Lyrics of the day for December 30th, 2002:
Credit Ari Hest Show Archive For the Lyrics
She flips back the page of the guy with the six pack
Or does he work at the Dairy Queen
Does he listen to rock and roll
What about Jesus
Didn't he do it too?
Hang out with prostitutes
And have a drink or two.
Power of example
My mama said it and I heard
She says one ounce of action
Beats a ton of words.
Singing Hallelujah.
Mama said there would be angels
Mama said there would be sun
Is the devil in Elvis to go where no white man went
Or hiding in Hugh Hefner's body or maybe even Larry Flynt.
Say, hows about the President shielding all them stones
Man if I could find a shield like that I'd run around naked in my glass home.
Sippin Hallelujah
I think my angels gone to Vegas
Sippin Hallelujah
Holding aces in her hand. Hallelujah
As shes singing rock of ages. Hallelujah
On the table at the Sands. Hallelujah
Does Satan wear a suit and tie or
Does he work at the Dairy Queen.
Does he listen to rock and roll
Does he feed the mean
Streak in all of us.
All us saints here on earth
Hypnotized and over-advertised
Til were numb at birth
Singing Hallelujah
And my angels turning pages
Singing Hallelujah
And she just don't understand. Hallelujah
That the devils hot on her trail. Hallelujah
On the road to broken promised land. Hallelujah
On the TV and the radio. Hallelujah
Good and evil look the same to you
Terms and Conditions by Ari Hest
And the girl with the buns of steel
She sees "$29.99" in big bold print and figures,
"Ooh what a great steal."
And says, "Farewell to melba toast,
Rice cakes and cottage cheese.
As soon as I get me these here magic pills my mind will be set at ease.
My mind will be set at ease."
Who has the time, who has the patience to raise a red flag?
We see the book beyond the cover, but can we make the distinction?
That tiny, insubstantial print has much more substance than you think
Everything's subject to terms and conditions
He looks over his shoulder at the girl who walked past him,
A body from heaven
He sees scarlet red lips and curvaceous hips and says,
"Hi, my name's Kevin."
When she opens up her mouth, she leaves no trace of doubt
She says, "You may have pinned me as the hetero type
But that's not what I'm about.
No that's not what I'm about."
Chorus
Everything's subject to terms and conditions
Beware of those cleverly hidden restrictions.
