Sample of Week 2 - Contest Lyrics Submissions

Tinkle, tinkle movie star,
In the alley of a bar.
Soon appears pavarotti.
Now the world will watch you pee.
Tinkle, tinkle movie star,
Soon we’ll wonder who you are.
 

When the world was ours
And I was yours
And I thought you were mine
 
 

Pawn Brokers Blues

started to the pawn shop 
just the other day
had another bill I had to pay

Must have been on Monday
cause Tuesday I pays my dues

He told me that another had
pawned the very ring
My heart began to sink it meant everything

Pawn broker has gone and got the blues
he charges on the interest of every other day
except I has no money got nothin to pay

Pawn Brokers hungry and lookin for you
he's searchin for an answer only wants his due 
got a penny on a dollar n plenty to loose

Lord only knows that Pawn Brokers Blues
Lordy Lordy he's a comin lookin for you
another day older for you to use
another day over and now he'll lose

Pawn Brokers Blues in tha mornin
Pawn Broker Blues cryin wif you
Pawn Broker Blues got nothin to loose.

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Star So High

star so high, 
how I wonder how you are, 
in that dark sky,
up so high,
looking all fly,
wish you were mine
 

Big, real famous movie star
Who is that in your own car?
If u think the press don't know
Then it really goes to show
That big, real famous movie star
Will one day ending up going far.
 

Lions, tigers, bears, oh my
My favorite food is peanut butter pie
Scrabble, Twister, Trouble, darts
Cheesecake, Butterscotch, strawberry tarts,
Pencils, paper, locker mirror
Now this song's end is here
 

Jesus, Jesus you're my friend, 
I will love you to the end. 
I was dead but now I live 
from the blood you freely give. 
Savior and my Lord of all, 
thank you for this precious call. 
 

I went to this store 
It was about 4 
I opened the door, and stepped onto the floor 
I was really hungry, i was shopping for some eats 
and at the time, i was in the mood for some sweets 
but i knew i had to eat healthy so i went for the beets 
i picked them up and went up to the store clerk 
i could tell right away she was gonna be a jerk 
and then i realized that i had no money, i was just coming from work 
the lady behind the counter said i was done, she wanted to stick me with a fork 
and thats when my stomach got all upset 
started thinking bout my wife, my kid, and my pet 
and the last thing i bought, that million dollar jet 
and then it all hit me...man i was in debt 
and i was really bad off 
really didn't feel well, i started to cough 
and all the clerk could was laugh, she thought it was funny 
she thought it was funny that had no money 
and the only think i could think about is what to tell my honey 
but i knew if i did then my days would never be sunny...again...but then again 
if i didn't tell her then things could get real bad 
and when she found out, she would get real mad 
but i didn't have the nerve to tell her at home 
so i called her up on the phone 
i said honey, we're all out of money 
she said i was funny, she didn't belive me so now i was really in trouble 
i knew i had to find money fast, like on the double 
but then i realized whats the use? 
When i get home ima have to make up an excuse 
so i went home, had to give away the car, the bar, the television set 
and this all happened, because of that damned thing known as debt 
 

I searched out my companions 
who were lost in crystal canyons. 
There was nothing that they needed, 
and nothing left to find. 
It was then that I knew that I had enough, 
burned my credit card for fuel. 
Headed out to where the pavement turns to sand. 
With a one-way ticket to the land of truth 
and my suitcase in my hand, 
how I lost my friends I still don't understand. 
 

As i direct my eyes, to the overcast sky's, 
I see a resemblence of all the pain i feel inside, 
I can't decide, my sound judgement is mute, 
Tryin' to trace my problems back to the very root, 
It seems on every path I take, I break down and feel the wrath, 
This hurricane in my brain I cant sustain the aftermath, 
And when it rains, I have hate pulsin' through my vains, 
It's strange that change can arange and put dreams out of range, 
My lost mentality, is becoming a formality, 
everyday I see myself slippin' farther from reality, 
and versatality, spreads rapid through the nation, 
false agrivation temptation and hesitation, 
and I'm facin the flood, head on I never stray, 
every nite I sit and pray that I won't be washed away, 
And when the sun shines, It illuminates I lose, 
Cause we have conflicting conrtadicting moods and point of views, 
I can't be happy, but I can be restrained, 
yes I have complained cause I'm never entertained, 
It's the same frame of mind, 
another day another memory !of a distant past, 
I think fast and concentrate but eccentuate the last, 
confrontation when it was young, but now some call me mister, 
spinin' my head like a twister signals flow through my transister, 
This art of MC in', has me beliveing, 
that I can be achieveing without siezing or decieving, 
but I'm breathing heavily, grieving steadily, 
but trying to prevent my intent is twice as deadly, 
I think Im ready, that is to see the light, 
and have true might that I may live without any fright, 
and despite my feelings, I gotta be logical, 
I'm MC LOGIK And I'm very methodical, 
So wether rain or shine, bitter cold or smouldering heat, 
I feel I can contend, and possibley defeate, 
Those obsolete I will soon surpass cause I'm clever, 
and go through the motions and my emotions with the weather.....