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Secret Heart-Ron Sexsmith

secret heart
what are you made of
what are you, so afraid of
could it be, three simple words
or the fear of being overheard
whats wrong?
let her in on your secret heart

secret heart
why so mysterious
why so secret, why so serious
maybe your, just acting tough
maybe your just, not man enough
whats wrong?
let her in on your secret heart.

the very secret, your trying to conceal,
is the very same one, your dying, to reveal,
go tell her how you feel

secret heart,
come out and share it
this loneliness, few can bear it
could it have, something to do with
admitting that you, just cant go through it alone,
let her in on your secret heart.
 
i thought about bumping this, so i'm glad someone did
 
I'm going to add my own personal Flava to this thread with a band none of you would have heard of. They aren't mainstream and they're more known in the punk world but have a mixture between hip hop, reggae, ska, ragga, punk and rock.

Here's one of my favourites, with FANTASTIC and true lyrics.

People act like they don't know by Sonic Boom Six.

Eh, soundbwoy
People Aclike they don't know
Watch de echo cos
Laila gonna flip the script and rip
Tell em how it is

The media skews the views that they see
Bad bwoy breaking the law to smoke weed
Chew up on a mushroom and pop some pills
But will they go to hell for being such criminals? No
Manchester Evening News is wasting our time
To shop a dealer go and dial 999
Why would they wanna castigate the thin blue line
To get Billy in his bedroom like a kingpin of crime...

I call experience the things you've done
Not what you read about inside the Sun
More than one point of view but I think you'll find
They've aleady made up their so called mind

They wanna lock em all up
Theres only one way of life
They want em in a chaingang
And thats their own
They wanna send em all back
Nothing but a bit of discipline
They wanna watch them hang
And there not even ****ing listening

They read it in the news so it must be right
They jump inna de fire if they say so
Someones gonna shop a dealer tonight
I! People aclike they don't know
They read it in the news so it must be true,
They choose, to formulate their views
By what they choose to tell you in the news
What you gonna do when they come for you?

I once met a girl called Moira
Sold a little baggy that she cut from a quarter
They didnt want it being near to her daughter
So they telephone police to report her (SAY WHAT?)
That trick is uglier than janet Street Porter oh gosh

That criminal is minimal but they won't understand
The when and whys to legalise the weed in every land
Without the information they won't differentiate
Between a kid thats slinging baggys and a dealer dealing weight

They wanna lock em all up
Theres only one way of life
They want em in a chaingang
And thats their own
They wanna send em all back
Nothing but a bit of discipline
They wanna watch them hang
And there not even ****ing listening

They read it in the news so it must be right
He's hardly ****ing Tony Soprano
Someones gonna shop a dealer tonight
I! People aclike they don't know
They read it in the news so it must be true,
They choose, to formulate their views
By what they choose to tell you in the news
What you gonna do when they come for you?

Its true, they choose, to formulate their views
By what they choose to tell you in the news
What you gonna do when they come for you?

Its true, they choose, to formulate their views
By what they choose to tell you in the news
What you gonna do when they come for you?

Its true, they choose, to formulate their views
By what they choose to tell you in the news
What you gonna do when they come for you?

WHATCHA GONNA DO?!?!

They wanna lock em all up
Theres only one way of life
They want em in a chaingang
And thats their own
They wanna send em all back
Nothing but a bit of discipline
They wanna watch them hang
And there not even ****ing listening

They read it in the news so it must be right
They jump inna de fire if they say so
Someones gonna shop a dealer tonight
I! People aclike they don't know
They read it in the news so it must be true,
They choose, to formulate their views
By what they choose to tell you in the news
What you gonna do when they come for you?
Laila gonna flip the script and rip tell'em like it is now.


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YKxdMPf1FrA you can listen to it there. :-)
 
this is my favourite song by Sonic boom six though:

Monkey see monkey do.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jsxTvqI807g not the best quality though.

Punkers I monkey flip em, with the funky lyrics I be kickin
The clock on, the time bomb is ticking away
So get a move on, hands up for the questions
Shall I proceed? Yes indeed

In 2003 it really seemed to me
An independant thought was rarer than a useful degree
Now 2004 and more than ever before,
we have to ask a Sunday Supplement to see what we saw
They sensationalize lies, **** the facts
They're full of **** like the bargain rail at TK Maxx, in fact
Back in the stone age people worshipped the Sun
After 20 thousand years you might have thought that we'd have moved on
From the Star to the Daily Mail its just like
scapegoat fiction, Mein Kamph with pictures
They think that immigrants all hang around in mobs
Outside our work places and wait to steal our jobs
Honky please, Go trim your bonsai trees
I'd better give you these for brain disease
Its such an irony that when you're unwell
You ask for patient medication off of Dr Patel knob head

They say, seek and ye shall find
Never dibbi-dibbi when the tape-a rewind
They say, open your mind,
Blind are following the blind its just like

Monkey, monkey, monkey, see monkey do
And thats what they do
They read the media
And what they're feeding ya
You tell em what they want to hear and they'll believe ya

Doctor Doctor, I'm experiencing a major malady
Yes an actual allergy to TV and excuse me,
But don't we seem to be glued to it?
We're sucking second-hand experiences through it
We're sold a life sentence dressed up as a lifestyle
Don't have the guile to rile
Queue like sheep in single-file
To buy the latest piece of **** paraded through your living room
Believe the latest twisted facts
We crack, we give in, it goes on this media mind-manipulation
Prescribing the day to day life of our nation
As the spot-light highlights what it likes
And mixes up the truth with the lies in the half-life
Police, Camera, Action is based on the assumption
That the cops are never wrong
Presents them as a pillar of truth amongst the sick public
So thick, we can't look after ourselves
This is now, not a story by George Orwell

They say, seek and ye shall find
Never dibbi-dibbi when the tape-a rewind
They say, open your mind,
Blind are following the blind its just like

Monkey, monkey, monkey, see monkey do
And thats what they do
They see the media
And what they're feeding ya
You show em what they want to see and they'll believe ya

So while we sit around and laugh at the old
How come we always gotta follow the new?
People act like they don't know
I gotta wonder now if they do
Say Boops say the mandem read it an a magazine
Say Boops say the mandem see it on a TV screen
Say Boops say trading one for another
They come in one year then they go out the other
If you could see the you that I see you see me
Then you'd see yourself so differently believe me
Hear me say, seek and ye shall find
Blind are following the blind its just like

Monkey, monkey, monkey, see monkey do
And thats what they do
They see the media
And what they're feeding ya
You tell em what they want to hear and they'll believe ya

Monkey, monkey, monkey, see monkey do
And thats what they do
If you could see the you that I see you see me
Then you'd see yourself so diffently believe me.
 

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