IN THE ARMY NOW

"IN THE ARMY NOW" BY STATUS QUO A vacation in a foreign land Uncle Sam does the best he can You're in the army now Oh, oh, you're in the army now Now you remember what the draft-man said Nothing to do all day but stay in bed You're in the army now Oh, oh, you're in the army now You'll be the hero of the neighborhood Nobody knows that you left for good You're in the army now Oh, oh, you're in the army now Smiling faces as you wait to land But once you get there no one gives a damn You're in the army now Oh, oh, you're in the army now Hand grenades flying over your head Missiles flying over your head If you want to survive get out of bed You're in the army now Oh, oh, you're in the army now

Shots ring out in the dead of night The sergeant calls, "Stand up and fight!" You're in the army now Oh, oh, you're in the army now You're in the army now Oh, oh, you're in the army now You've got your orders better shoot on sight Your fingers on the trigger, but it don't seem right You're in the army now Oh, oh, you're in the army now You're in the army now Oh, oh, you're in the army now Night is falling and you just can't see Is this illusion or reality? You're in the army now Oh, oh, you're in the army, in the army now You're in the army now Oh, oh, you're in the army now You're in the army now Oh, oh, you're in the army, in the army now You're in the army now Oh, oh, you're in the army now Oh, oh, you're in the army, in the army now Oh, oh, you're in the army, in the army now

BLACK OR WHITE

BLACK OR WHITE BY MICHAEL JACKSON

I took my baby on a Saturday bang Boy is that girl with you Yes we're one and the same Now I believe in miracles And a miracle has happened tonight But, if you're thinkin' about my baby It don't matter if you're black or white They print my message in the Saturday Sun I had to tell them I ain't second to none And I told about equality and it's true Either you're wrong or you're right But, if you're thinkin' about my baby It don't matter if you're black or white I am tired of this devil I am tired of this stuff I am tired of this business Sew when the going gets rough I ain't scared of your brother I ain'ts scared of no sheets I ain't scared of nobody Girl when the goin' gets mean Protection For gangs, clubs, and nations Causing grief in human relations It's a turf war on a global scale

I'd rather hear both sides of the tale See, it's not about races Just places Faces Where your blood comes from Is were your space is I've seen the bright get duller I'm not going to spend my life being a color Don't tell me you agree with me When I saw you kicking dirt in my eye But, if you're thinkin' about my baby It don't matter if you're black or white I said if you're thinkin' of being my baby It don't matter if you're black or white I said if you're thinkin' of being my brother It don't matter if you're black or white Ooh, ooh Yea, yea, yea now Ooh, ooh Yea, yea, yea now It's black, it's white It's tough for them to get by It's black, it's white, (x3) whoo

"BUFFALO SOLDIER"

"BUFFALO SOLDIER" BOB MARLEY

Buffalo Soldier, Dreadlock Rasta
There was a Buffalo Soldier
In the heart of America
Stolen from Africa, brought to America
Fighting on arrival, fighting for survival

I mean it, when I analyze the stench
To me, it makes a lot of sense
How the Dreadlock Rasta was the Buffalo Soldier
And he was taken from Africa, brought to America
Fighting on arrival, fighting for survival

Said he was a Buffalo Soldier, Dreadlock Rasta
Buffalo Soldier, in the heart of America

If you know your history
Then you would know where you coming from
Then you wouldn't have to ask me
Who the heck do I think I am

I'm just a Buffalo Soldier
In the heart of America
Stolen from Africa, brought to America
Said he was fighting on arrival
Fighting for survival
Said he was a Buffalo Soldier
Win the war for America

Dreadie, woe yoe yoe, woe woe yoe yoe
Woe yoe yoe yo, yo yo woe yo, woe yoe yoe

Woe yoe yoe, woe woe yoe yoe
Woe yoe yoe yo, yo yo woe yo woe yo yoe

Buffalo Soldier, trodding through the land
Said he wanna ran, then you wanna hand
Trodding through the land, yea, yea

Said he was a Buffalo Soldier
Win the war for America
Buffalo Soldier, Dreadlock Rasta
Fighting on arrival, fighting for survival
Driven from the mainland
To the heart of the caribbean

Singing, woe yoe yoe, woe woe yoe yoe
Woe yoe yoe yo, yo yo woe yo woe yo yoe

Woe yoe yoe, woe woe yoe yoe
Woe yoe yoe yo, yo yo woe yo woe yo yoe

Trodding through San Juan
In the arms of America
Trodding through Jamaica, a Buffalo Soldier
Fighting on arrival, fighting for survival
Buffalo Soldier, Dreadlock Rasta

Woe yoe yoe, woe woe yoe yoe
Woe yoe yeo yo, yo yo woe yo woe yo yoe

"LUCA"

"LUCA" SUZANNE VEGA

My name is Luka I live on the second floor I live upstairs from you Yes I think you've seen me before If you hear something late at night Some kind of trouble, some kind of fight Just don't ask me what it was Just don't ask me what it was Just don't ask me what it was I think it's because I'm clumsy I try not to talk too loud Maybe it's because I'm crazy I try not to act too proud They only hit until you cry After that you don't ask why You just don't argue anymore You just don't argue anymore You just don't argue anymore Yes I think I'm okay I walked into the door again Well, if you ask that's what I'll say And it's not your business anyway I guess I'd like to be alone With nothing broken, nothing thrown

Just don't ask me how I am Just don't ask me how I am Just don't ask me how I am My name is Luka I live on the second floor I live upstairs from you Yes I think you've seen me before If you hear something late at night Some kind of trouble, some kind of fight Just don't ask me what it was Just don't ask me what it was Just don't ask me what it was And they only hit until you cry After that, you don't ask why You just don't argue anymore You just don't argue anymore You just don't argue anymore