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Introsubduction
01:14
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From the first kick of the war drum demanding that you can't ignore, them
duded that move particles, this is Groove Carnival
Hip to the rhyme and rhythm, done pursuing dream, i decide to live 'em.
The tell me that I'm guilty of the crime of wishing. Chains are only good til I apply the wisdom
and I decide to slip 'em. Check the way that I defy the schism. You're thinking shallow if you say the sky's the limit.
You are no witnessing an intellectual, and do not become skeptical simply 'cause I wear spectacles.
Got you on point of the cross-hairs of my reticule. the way the Carnies play the groove is unforgettable.
Something like incredible, better yet, spectacular. Catch a contact from witnessing my vernacular.
This is the introduction to how we function the funk, son. For those who want some, suppose you get what you are asking for?
Uncut, uncovered, unmasked and raw. Try to bite it and i'll smash your jaw! 'Cause I was told to pray for peace, but to plan for war.
If you ain't never caught a set from this band before, sit back and relax to what we have in store.
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2. |
Calamity Jane
03:55
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(V1) She's the epitome of what is means to be a woman in every way possible, but she' really not a good one.
The most thorough survivalist, good luck popping that top. That cork is hard to twist.
She's steady scheming. any kind word or act, know that us has a double meaning.
Normal rules don't apply, 'cause she's a different type of being.
She's oh, so meticulous whenever she takes aim, and she never pulls that thang unless she plans to bang
Chorus
With a click, click, and a band, bang.
(X3)Not just some of it, she wants the whole thang
With a click, click, and a band, bang.
Not just some of it, she wants the whole damn thang
(V2) She new she met her match and I knew I met mine.
We both tried to rewrite the script from the opening line.
She was used to spending, going after dollars and dimes, enticing the minds of them bums
But I'm in my prime, but that don't stop her from trying.
Having the upper hand is her passion, determined to stand up to the "Jones's" w/o collapsing.
Distraught at the failing of plans and bogus tactics.
damn, she got it backwards
Chorus
(X3)With a click, click, and a band, bang.
With a click, click, and a band, bang.
Not just some of it, she wants the whole damn thang
Bridge
(X4) She gets what she wants,Oh. She gets what she wants, oh.
She aims for my pockets and my heart, 'cause she knows that she always gets just what she want.
Then the trouble always starts, but she knows that she usually gets just what she wants
Now she asking me to stay, 'cause she hopes that she might just get just what she wants.
But when it all falls down she can't get a damn thing.
Chorus
(X3)With a click, click, and a band, bang.
With a click, click, and a band, bang.
Not just some of it, she wants the whole damn thang
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3. |
Carried Away
05:05
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(V1) I got a lust for excess, more than I need, but its not greed. Not just yet
What will it be in a few years? I can't guess. I gotta get it under control because it hectic.
You could say I got a lust for life. Start the party, pass a beer, pack a pipe!
Turn my music up and pass me a light. I hate short day and I hate short nights.
I wanna rock, put some holes in ya fresh socks! I don't touch rest stops.
Imma go till I drop off this fresh crop. Headliner or guest spot, Imma test tops. Gimme my props.
Crank the amps as i work these mental cramps. Cut the house lights and kill the lamps.
I'm off the clamp when I rant. Ain't no backtracking, only forward motion. I got plans to advance
Chorus
I know I do to much, can't sit still. I'm always in a rush. So, forgive me if I get carried away
V2
Chorus
I know I do to much, can't sit still. I'm always in a rush. So, forgive me if I get carried away
(V3) We be to groove, what key be to lock.
What spark be to flame, what heat be to hot!
Kicking it so official from pistol to whistle. Live for the game, but competition so dismal.
It's the Miq and the Cold-one. Use the mic to cut ya throat, son. Lyrical shoguns.
My katana is an addict for battle damage. Point me to the land's baddest savage, and I get active.
Please believe my plans to achieve demand more than the average can conceive.
Attention at the ease the band jams the beat. When bull on parade, we rock the stampede.
Imma fiend for the spot-light, and for the stage. Give me a pen, a pipe, a light and a page.
Surfing the cosmic airways when I start to create is just my latest phase of getting carried away!
Chorus
I know I do to much, can't sit still. I'm always in a rush. So, forgive me if I get carried away
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4. |
Three Years a Fool
04:36
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(V1)Hey baby! Tell me who slipped up and dropped you heart? I bet you got that good love,
and he didn't know that someone was waiting to say the right things. That's his mistake.
Even tho, you that I'm not perfect I eager to show I know I'm more than worth it.
Give me a chance, and I can change you mind. these other fools are blind.
They keep asking why
Chorus
When she cries angels die, so I fight to keep her eyes dry.
She might be hard to please, I may not be what she needs, but I'll try
You say you're not ready, but you might be forgetting that fool isn't me!
And when she's so uptight and got to break loose, I'll set her free
(V2) You say your hearts in trouble, you're afraid I'll break it. I've never been so sure I was put here to save it
So, feel free, to lose control. I'll still be here loving your mind body and soul.
If I catch your heart, you best believe I'll claim it 'cause times to short for playing games and faking.
So, please let me be all you need. I won't be satisfied til you're completely mine
Chorus
When she cries angels die, so I fight to keep her eyes dry.
She might be hard to please, I may not be what she needs, but I'll try
You say you're not ready, but you might be forgetting that fool isn't me!
And when she's so uptight and got to break loose, I'll set her free
Bridge
She's off the deep end when I put the treatment to her being. She is weakened b y the pleasure she is feeling.
She face is confirmation, I guess I'm on the right track. Shoulders loosened and her spine relaxed from the contact.
I'm not saying there won't be mistakes. I'm only human, but you'll never feel out of place when I'm next to you.
I am eager to please and prove the "Feed is Live!" keep your hands inside while I drive
First date's to shake the dust off. A couple shots to keep us loose and now the rust's off.
This change of pace is refreshing. When I ask her what his name was, she says it's worth forgetting, that's it's not worth the stressing. I guess she's learning my lessons
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5. |
Streets (interlude)
00:45
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6. |
This Carnival
04:36
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(V1) Gather 'round! Come one, come all to see the girl with no heart!
Black soul and fire breathing, knew from the start that she would steal the spot-light as I fade to the background.
Showtime! Put on display and praised for your crimes.
My colors do not fade, but your stripes are clearly bleeding thru and they don't care if how you got them is even true.
Curtain call! Expect to see you rise and watch you fall. Thought you would climax, but instead you stall.
Do you still think that you can have it all?
Chorus
This carnival is so out of time(4x)
(V2) Face the crowd. I've never seen someone where shame so proud.
And when there's no applause, it seems so loud. they love to watch you bomb.
With no tricks left up your sleeve, you try to catch a bullet in your teeth.
Not to save the show, just to end your misery. You're so damn predictable.
How come the "Headliner" ain't a show stopper? What's the point of going on if we can't end proper?
This wicked carnival plays tricks on my mind!
Chorus
This carnival is so out of time(4x)
Bridge
The Strongman is weak, Bearded Lady is shaved, the Fatwoman sleek, Ring Master is slave.
This sick carnival plays tricks on my mind!
This damn carnival is so out of time!
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7. |
Hourglass
04:41
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(V1) She is an island where I can't go she's a language I can't speak, an unrequited dream with a halo hung sideways.
(Chorus 1) Her eyes beckon me in, her body pushes out, a smile never fully blooms, waiting for the right word.
(V2) She is the untouchable flavor for all mankind, her beauty unfolding, calling out silently.
(Chorus 2) But is she worth the touch, the time, the heartache, she may start off sweet but her hourglass will run out of sand.
(Bridge) Her face as pale as snow, the lines she's drawn have sunk in, the cost of beauty steep, her body fought but now it gives in.
(Chorus 3) Her eyes beckon me in, her body pushes out, a smile never fully blooms, waiting for the right word,
But is she worth the touch, the time, the heartache, she may start off sweet but her hourglass will run out of sand.
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8. |
Skatter
04:01
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Carnie dem ah groovy fi ah reason, groove ah dem ah deal in.
Check de name and catch de feelin (4x)
(V1) I really don't remember the first time I met Her, but ever since then it's impossible to forget Her.
And She don't ask for much so, when she do I tend to let Her. She holds me down when I'm surrounded by them high steppers
I bet ya, She ready for war. She mind clever. The complexity of She beauty beyond measure.
and I have yet to see She break down from the pressure.
For worse or better, in search of Her treasure forever
Chorus
Use it, my love
Abuse it, my love
Refuse it, my love
The music, my love (2X)
Go on ahead and use it, my love
Feel free to abuse it, my love
How could you refuse it, my love
Move to the music, my love
Carnie dem ah groovy fi ah reason, groove ah dem ah deal in.
Check de name and catch de feelin
(V2) If your unsure about your mental handles, She will dismantle any man who has plans to get in Her pants using wrong channels.
I sit back and watch others approach Her. The try to coach Her in way they think will make Her doper.
Trying to get closer to the next, but Shes unimpressed. Watching them flex and talking false only causes stress
So, lay Your head on my chest. Captain Save-A-Flow! I swear I'll never hurt You. We can do this.
On my life, I love you, Music!
Bridge
Carni, dem ah groovy fi ah reason. Groove ah dem ah deal in.
Respect the truth that we believe in.
Ready fi dem lights, camera, heavy on the action!
Flexing pon de track, son. Spider-Man type traction.
(What dem say?) What im name? Where im from?
You nah hear im have a different type a kick to im tongue?
Me nah study dat, Blazing track. Una crazy? Tell im fi run it back
Bossman, is we who fault is dat!
Chorus
Use it, my love
Abuse it, my love
Refuse it, my love
The music, my love (2X)
Use it, use it
Feel free to abuse it
How could you refuse it?
Groove to de music!
Carnie dem ah groovy fi ah reason, groove ah dem ah deal in.
Check de name and catch de feelin
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9. |
Studio (interlude)
01:01
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10. |
Good Intentions
02:44
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(V1) Lately you've been playin' 'round like you ain't got the time.
Oh, lady. All I'm trying to do is get you to just free your mind. I was here when there was no one else.
To be honest, I was trying to help. But you can do bad by yourself.
(V2) So it's on to the next one. It was nice , but it was short lived.
I gotta keep it guarded, she wanted more than I could give.
So I gotta keep it moving quick, but when I touched her she was putty in my finger tips.
I know you gonna miss my damn good intentions
(V3)My good intentions get ignored and never mentioned, stepped on and over treaded, even spit on if I let it. So I get kinda skeptic when I get disrespected when all I've done is try to be the one that is invested. If you say you're interested, but your mental's to simplistic just save yourself the trouble and don't risk it. Is you with it? 'cause I get bored pretty quick. So fast you won't believe it. I'm passing out cold shoulders to any chick that's deceiving.
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11. |
Mean What You Say
04:32
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(V1) Your daggers cut the throat, you're not afraid to flaunt them. you say your words are true, but hidden meaning haunts them.
The way you swing that thing has always been my problem.
They're not compatible, you're phrases and intentions. I find it laughable what you forget to mention.
Your daggers cut the wrist instead of cut the tension.
Chorus
Mean what you say. You talk so back, you talk so back and forth
I hate the way, I hate the way you swing that double edge sword
(V2)You talk so back and forth, I start to lose direction. When thoughts are incomplete, they leave to much to question.
How can you blame me if I fall prey to suggestion?
This can't be love. This is sick, but you seem comfortable, and satisfied with the pain but just won't let it show.
I need more than the strain so I let you go
Chorus
Mean what you say. You talk so back, you talk so back and forth
I hate the way, I hate the way you swing that double edge sword(4X)
Your daggers cut the throat, you're not afraid to flaunt them. you say your words are true, but hidden meaning haunts them.
The way you swing that thing has always been my problem.( I hate the way you swing that double edge sword)
They're not compatible, you're phrases and intentions. I find it laughable what you forget to mention.
Your daggers cut the wrist instead of cut the tension.( I hate the way you swing that double edge sword)
I hate the way you swing that double edge sword(2X)
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12. |
Rebel Music
03:43
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Ah, rebel music
(V1) They see glasses and a white chick. There's no way that I can spit?
Quite the opposite! Little do they know that the Miq is sick.
The Miq that spits back. I ain't talking 'bout the "click, clack"
I don't wanna have to get that. So I use my words as weapons.
My cadence is the clip and I am letting off and every direction's completely effected
while beats get dissected. So, check it, my flow is so reckless.
Neck breaking, like there was no head-rest.
I put pen to pad, like boots to asses. I'm a fan of the classics, but today there's the bad habbit of faking the magic
Chorus
Ah, R.E.B.E.L. Music
(V2) We're shaking foundations, checking it they need replacing.
Hope you ain't getting complacent. Wrecking you're playlist.
You should get used to our faces. Man, this is one for the ages and beyond.
So what it we're bragging? Toking on smoke that could choke up a dragon.
How did this happen? Is it so hard to imagine, Carnies that become assassins?
You can't fake it likes it's classic, 'cause plastic cannot hack it.
You can't make magic from tragic with skill and style if you lack.
Lyrically violent habits for anyone trying to rap with,
You send them and get them back with the scratches of target practice.
Chorus
Ah, R.E.B.E.L. Music
Bridge
Danger, danger! Imminent same old (2X)
It's way of the machine,
It's the mark(et) of the beast
It's the constant pounding migraine, begging for release.
Chocolate covered arsenic, drink until you cease.
Well, count us out, forget our name.
Save the postage, keep your fame.
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13. |
Glutton for Punishment
04:57
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(V1) I'm such a glutton for punishment. Man, I see the exit and run from it.
Like if the pain would stop nothing good could come from it. I should seek levity, but honestly I can't stomach it.
I wanna see the lightning flash, and feel the thunder kick. I just wanna get high fast, and fell the plummet quick.
Just one more hit will take me to the brink, where I wanna get. You're thinking that hope floats, I watch it sink for the fun of it.
I'm staring at the sun, with salt in my wounds. Blinded by the need for self-inflicted pain.
I'm glaring at my enemies without a second thought. Put out the fires quickly before we get caught!
Chorus
Now picture this (picture this)
My head above water
Self-inflicted suffering is my name. A fan of the game and addicted to pain (2X)
(V2) Take for example, we had ample time to spend together, but my pain was her pleasure and that's no way to spend forever.
Now that we both matured and moved on to separate endeavors, she calls me up to say that no one else could love her better.
She seems convinced that any man since is in a distant second. Says she's been regretting.
Ego stroking and hoping to catch any sort of opening. Using controlling approaches like she know her opponent.
And I love it!
Chorus
Now picture this (picture this)
My head above water
Self-inflicted suffering is my name. A fan of the game and addicted to pain (2X)
Bridge
What I can't have, is what I want (4x)
What I want (2x)
What I cant have, is what I want (4x)
(What I want)
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Groove Carnival Hendersonville, North Carolina
Groove Carnival combines backbone bass, funk beats, and island flair with a versatile voice speaking from the soul.
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