With the critical success and recognition of I Am Shelby Lynne, she was awarded the Best New Artist GRAMMY® in 2000 – after nearly 13 years in the business. Love, Shelby was released in 2001, followed by a pair of intimate, self-produced albums – Identity Crisis (2003) and Suit Yourself (2005). She made her acting debut in 2005, playing Johnny Cash's mother in the Fox Searchlight motion picture Walk the Line. Just a Little Lovin’, her critically acclaimed tribute to Dusty Springfield, was released in 2008.
Never one to go with the crowd, Shelby continues to stand apart from the mainstream music world. She recently founded her own label, EVERSO RECORDS. Lynne’s Tears, Lies, And Alibis, EVERSO’s first release, debuted at No. 16 on Billboard’s Top Independent Albums chart in April of 2010. A Top 10 hit at Americana radio, it was hailed by Newsday as “her strongest album in a decade,” a sentiment echoed by numerous critics. She followed Tears, Lies, And Alibis with her first-ever holiday collection, Merry Christmas, released in the fall of 2010.
Revelation Road – Shelby’s most personal record yet – will be released on October 18, 2011. She wrote, recorded and produced the album, which leads off with the title track and first single, “Revelation Road,” a stirring reflection on reckoning and redemption. Lynne will be touring North American this fall.
[Tshawe Baqwa]
Oooooh
Put your loving hand out, baby
I'm beggin
Beggin, beggin you
Put your loving hand out baby
Beggin, beggin you
Put your loving hand out darling
Ridin high, when I was king
Played it hard and fast, cause I had everything
Walked away, won me then
But easy come and easy go
And it would end
[Yosef Wolde-Mariam]
So I eight tama dj let me go
Eight tama vj get me know
Eight tama sekeey let me know
But, I played that sj let me go
I'm on my knees when I'm (beggin)
Couse I don't want to lose (you)
I got my heart on spett
And I hope that my heart gets wet becouse I freak down a beck
[Tshawe Baqwa]
Beggin, beggin you
Put your loving hand out baby
Beggin, beggin you
Put your loving hand out darling
[Yosef Wolde-Mariam]
I need you, (yeeah) to understand
Tried so hard
To be your man
The kind of man you want in the end
Only then can I begin to live again
[Tshawe Baqwa]
An empty shell
I used to be
Shadow of my life
Was hangin over me
A broken man
Without a throne
Wont even stand the devils dance
To win my soul
[Yosef Wolde-Mariam]
I am a chocen why am a chaisen
Boutam boutam, boutam plasment
Why me got got shit on the brayslett
Why then feel for that need a replacement
Your the wrong way track from the good
I wanna picka pickta having a good in jet
Like a audience inn a dest-way should
You can even the way have it to took the tampt anna
Keep losing on keep dosinn on keep
Boss befor not a call for sure
Keep hoe
Couse I don't wanna live whit the broken home girl a neck
[Tshawe Baqwa]
Beggin, beggin you
Put your loving hand out baby
Beggin, beggin you
Put your loving hand out darling
[Yosef Wolde-Mariam]
I'm fighting hard
To hold my own
No, I just can't make it
All alone
I'm holdin on
I can't fall back
Now that big brass ring
Is a shade of black
[Tshawe Baqwa]
Beggin, beggin you
Put your love in hand out baby
Beggin, beggin you
Put your love in hand out darling
Beggin, beggin you
Put your love in hand out baby
Beggin, beggin you
Put your love in hand out darling
Beggin, beggin you
Put your love in hand out baby
Beggin, beggin you
Put your love in hand out darling
Chris Crocker - Mind In The Gutter Lyric :-
Its Chris Crocker (itschriscrocker)
Forgive Me Father, for I have sinned.
Theres just something inside of me that I cant hold back any longer.
Maybe the rumors are true.
Maybe I am crazy.
I got you thinking all them bad things. I got you reaching for them bodyparts.
Im bout to make you do the walk of shame.
You never thought you would (something) Time is ticking. Halters skipping. Ready to move.
Feel like my logics lifting.
Head is spinning out of control!
You’ve got my body twitching.
Thirst is quenching, ready to go. Crocker’s off his rocker baby this is my show.
You got my mind in the gutter, when we touchin’ on each other. Rollin round undercovers, blowin’ kisses like were lovers. I like the way that you taste, when your all up in my face. Body’s touchin’. Minds corrupting. My mind is in the gutter.
Chris Crocker’s on the loose are you scared yet?
I heard the freaks come out at midnight.
Ive got you working up an appetite.
Now are you sure that you should take a bite?
Once you do then you are mine.
Tired of waiting blood is racing out of control.
I feel like chasing you to date me is a race of its own.
You are my property now baby now so comfort your bone.
I’m the crock inside your rock baby I’m in control.
You got my mind in the gutter, when we touchin’ on each other. Rollin round undercovers, blowin’ kisses like were lovers. I like the way that you taste, when your all up in my face. Body’s touchin’. Minds corrupting. My mind is in the gutter.
I hear your body say it wants more.
But your scared you’ll be addicted boy.
Now make the move before you lose the choice. Ive got something that you might enjoy.
You’ve got my mind in the gutter baby
You’ve got me so damn twisted baby.
Ive lost my (something) to another baby.
Ive got my mind.. mind in the gutter
Duha, daughter of suicide terrorist, Reem Riyashi, sings to her mother Al Aqsa TV (Hamas) May 2007 Mommy, what are you carrying in your arms instead of me? Reem prepares bomb Mommy, what are you carrying in your arms instead of me? Mother hides bomb A toy or a present for me? Mommy Reem! Why did you put on your veil? Are you going out, Mommy? Come back quickly, Mommy Girl sees news about her mother's bombing My mother! My mother! Instead of me you carried a bomb in your hands. Only now, I know what was more precious than us My love (for Muhammad) will not be (merely) words. I am following Mommy in her steps! My mother! My mother! (Picks up explosives in mother's drawer) My mother! My mother!
