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Line ‘em Up (Letra)

James Taylor

James Taylor

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Notes:

Jt on sony.com: the song starts in the final moments of the nixon white house with the president’s farewell address. so he says goodbye . . . goodbye. next he’s got to walk across the room, out
Ack door, across the lawn, past the vacant but alert (zen) marine, into the helicopter and away. he does this by lining up the white house staff and moving down the line shaking hands and saying
Le things – voila.
After some typical personal stuff the songs ends in madison square garden in 1987 with a mass wedding of the unification church; the reverend sun moon presiding via satellite video down link.

None of this may have actually happened.

I remember richard nixon back in ’74
And the final scene at the white house door
And the staff lined up to say good-bye
Tiny tear in his shifty little eye
He said nobody knows me
Nobody understands
These little people were good to me
Oh i’m gonna shake some hands

Chorus:
Somebody line ‘em up
Line ‘em all up
Line ‘em up
Line ‘em all up
Line ‘em up
Line ‘em all up
Line ‘em up
Line ‘em all up

At that time my heart was all broke
I looked like ashes and smelled like smoke
And i turned away from my loving kind
Try to leave my body and live in my mind
But it’s much too much emotion
To hold it in your hand
They’ve got waves out on the ocean
They’re gonna wear away the land

– chorus –

Oh i’ve seen corn in kansas
And i’ve seen picket fences
And certain cowboy dances
I’ve gone lining up for shows
I’ve been safely placed in rows
Sure i know how it goes

Another day goes by
Little time machine
I’m breaking my brain
Over what it might mean
Just to claim the time
And to turn away
To make today today

Who waits for you
Lonely tired old toad
It’s your life laid out before you
Like the broken white line down the center of the road

– chorus –

Yeah, big moon landing
People all standing up
Smiles for the loved ones
They go walking on down the aisles
Each re-engages stepping into the sun
I watch them turn like pages
One by one by one

– chorus –

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Line Em Up (Letra)

Freeway

Freeway

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[Intro – Freeway]
Thank you ladies and gentlemen!
Hold your applause
J’yeah, holla!
Its bout to go down, shut em down!
Just Blaze, Freeway! Young Chris! Young Guru!
The Roc is definately in the building!
J’yeah! uh, holla! uh oh! uh oh! uh oh! uh!

[Verse 1 – Freeway]
J’yeah, listen, if the rhymes stop dumpin
and beats stop knockin then Free still fuckin with Beans
R-U to the G-S, manuver the ve
throughout the U.S. with two teks of keys
one start up your whip
and the other start up your block
retarded just like a Carter
El Nino come take a sniff
or take a few of you like the glass zit
Stick shit in your artery ooouuu
Hustlin’s a part of me
Niggas retardin me
Come at the team wrong
its like a see-saw
They down and we up
The pound heat clowns up
I’m moving and re-up teks, blocks and keep gon’
?? and cocks like a school bus (why?)
It make stops and it picks kids up
and it wake up the block really early in the mornin
Word, niggas want drama? Then line em up!

[Chorus (repeated four times) – Freeway]
Uh uh uh Line em up!
Uh uh uh Line em up!
Uh uh Line em up!
I, I shut em down!

[Verse 2 – Freeway]
Listen, if the coke stop jumpin
and the block stop poppin
Then Free still fuckin with Schi!
M to the is-ash, come down with the gat
take your sti-ash and kidnap your keeps
One, puff in my face and the other go in your face
Reatrded? This is a stick up
if you slow then pick up the pace
I came to take everything out your safe
and even snatch all your jewelry (oouuu)
Robbins a part of me, you just oughta be
singin the same song when money low
Ain’t no parameters, snatch chains even honeys know
amateurs get state green’s and hit with 24 months
From playin the game long, the eight long
Make pockets short snatch hair and bones weight
They been taking from us for too long it ain’t wrong
Line em up and I jam em all yo!

[Chorus]

[Verse 3 – Young Chris of The Young Gunz]
They want a war with the Roc? OKAY!
Cases catch ‘em and beat ‘em like O.J.
I been stretchin my d’s since the O’Jays
Before I met Beans and Free, before Jay
Homie, Pops never was there
so I hustled 24 7 like the cops never was there
Yeah, fuck a box cause the metal was there
Fuck the cops cause the Fed’s was paid
I been settled for years, I’m ahead of my years
Tuck the glock come pedal with K’s
We can settle it here
We run with this beef, we runnin his peeps
Like five in the mornin while they under them sheets (wake up)
Like five gats drawn, soldiers come out they sleep
Tell me what they gon’ tell me when the gun out they reach
Homie, we ain’t gotta cheat
Y’all ain’t stopping Sig
Young Gunner startin p. guard from State Property

[Chorus]