janelle monae lyrics table
| 1. | Little rough around the edges, but I keep it smooth |
| 2. | Pink like the halls of your heart |
| 3. | Mess me up, yeah, but no one does it better |
| 4. | Crown on my head but the world on my shoulder |
| 5. | She'll have you falling harder than a Sunday in September |
| 6. | Heaven is betting on us |
| 7. | But I need to know if the world says it's time to go |
| 8. | Am I a sinner with my skirt on the ground? |
| 9. | You better know what you're fighting for |
| 10. | Tell me are you bold enough to reach for love? |
| 11. | We'll make a million memories - all incredible |
| 12. | So dress me up I'll like it better if we both pretend |
| 13. | Come, let me kiss you right there wake you up like sunrise |
| 14. | Dance in the trees paint mysteries |
| 15. | These eyes long to make you a perfect work of art |
1. I Like That
2. Pynk
3. Make Me Feel
4. Yoga
5. Electric Lady
6. Primetime
7. Dance Apocalyptic
8. Q.U.E.E.N.
9. Cold War
10. Many Moons
11. Lettin' Go
12. Take a Byte
13. Don't Judge Me
14. Wondaland
15. Look Into My Eyes
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may you sleep on the breast of your delicate friend
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may you sleep on the breast of your delicate friend
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I simply want to be dead.
Weeping she left me
with many tears and said this:
Oh how badly things have turned out for us.
Sappho, I swear, against my will I leave you.
And I answered her:
Rejoice, go and
remember me. For you know how we cherished you.
But if not, I want
to remind you
...and beautiful times we had.
For many crowns of violets
and roses
...at my side you put on
and many woven garlands
made of flowers
around your soft throat
And with sweet oil
costly
you anointed yourself
and on a soft bed
delicate
you would let loose your longing
and neither any ...nor any
holy place nor
was there from which we were absent
no grove... no dance
...no sound
Weeping she left me
with many tears and said this:
Oh how badly things have turned out for us.
Sappho, I swear, against my will I leave you.
And I answered her:
Rejoice, go and
remember me. For you know how we cherished you.
But if not, I want
to remind you
...and beautiful times we had.
For many crowns of violets
and roses
...at my side you put on
and many woven garlands
made of flowers
around your soft throat
And with sweet oil
costly
you anointed yourself
and on a soft bed
delicate
you would let loose your longing
and neither any ...nor any
holy place nor
was there from which we were absent
no grove... no dance
...no sound
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He seems to me equal to gods that man
whoever he is who opposite you
sits and listens close
to your sweet speaking
and lovely laughing—oh it
puts the heart in my chest on wings
for when I look at you, even a moment, no speaking
is left in me
no: tongue breaks and thin
fire is racing under skin
and in eyes no sight and drumming
fills ears
and cold sweat holds me and shaking
grips me all, greener than grass
I am and dead—or almost
I seem to me.
But all is to be dared, because even a person of poverty
whoever he is who opposite you
sits and listens close
to your sweet speaking
and lovely laughing—oh it
puts the heart in my chest on wings
for when I look at you, even a moment, no speaking
is left in me
no: tongue breaks and thin
fire is racing under skin
and in eyes no sight and drumming
fills ears
and cold sweat holds me and shaking
grips me all, greener than grass
I am and dead—or almost
I seem to me.
But all is to be dared, because even a person of poverty
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Deathless Aphrodite of the spangled mind,
child of Zeus, who twists lures, I beg you
do not break with hard pains,
O lady, my heart
but come here if ever before
you caught my voice far off
and listening left your father’s
golden house and came,
yoking your car. And fine birds brought you,
quick sparrows over the black earth
whipping their wings down the sky
through midair—
they arrived. But you, O blessed one,
smiled in your deathless face
and asked what (now again) I have suffered and why
(now again) I am calling out
and what I want to happen most of all
in my crazy heart. Whom should I persuade (now again)
to lead you back into her love? Who, O
Sappho, is wronging you?
For if she flees, soon she will pursue.
If she refuses gifts, rather will she give them.
If she does not love, soon she will love
even unwilling.
Come to me now: loose me from hard
care and all my heart longs
to accomplish, accomplish. You
be my ally.
Deathless Aphrodite of the spangled mind,
child of Zeus, who twists lures, I beg you
do not break with hard pains,
O lady, my heart
but come here if ever before
you caught my voice far off
and listening left your father’s
golden house and came,
yoking your car. And fine birds brought you,
quick sparrows over the black earth
whipping their wings down the sky
through midair—
they arrived. But you, O blessed one,
smiled in your deathless face
and asked what (now again) I have suffered and why
(now again) I am calling out
and what I want to happen most of all
in my crazy heart. Whom should I persuade (now again)
to lead you back into her love? Who, O
Sappho, is wronging you?
For if she flees, soon she will pursue.
If she refuses gifts, rather will she give them.
If she does not love, soon she will love
even unwilling.
Come to me now: loose me from hard
care and all my heart longs
to accomplish, accomplish. You
be my ally.