are the ultimate (Rock-rockin' it) We are the ultimate, rock-rockin' it, rock, c'mon y'all Yo my definition is a lyricist for hire My vocal's a passport
[DJ Drama] (Dramatic Nigga) [Drake] Uh, well alright, here I go I'm a rapper turn singer and you can tell that he smoke But i don't need my vocal chords
Angel-Delroy Somers Band Words by Clifford Grey and Sonny Miller; music by Jack Waller and Joseph Tunbridge. Best-selling record by Hal Kemp and his Orchestra, vocal
(Music by: C. Johnsson Lyrics by: C. Johnsson Vocals by: C. Johnsson / P. Wawrzeniuk Choir singing by: The North German Radio Choir) (Lead: C. Johnsson
Music: Johnsson Lyrics: Carlsson Vocals: Wawrzeniuk, Johnsson Choir singing: The North German Radio Choir Powers of Thagerion Watch the great beast to
the Amen Corner of that church sat Brother Ira And he insisted every Sunday on singing in the choir His voice was cracked and broken age had touched his vocal
the flurry of God's trumpets spell the end of sin and wrong Regal robes are now unfolding Heaven's grandstands all in place Heaven's choir is now assembled
A hundred people clappin' keep them fuckin' speakers crackin' Rockin' it, about to roll the sticker on the tag can't make it ragged Vocals that'll blow
Choir:] For cursed she should be If she didn't love he! [Narrator:] And should be content with no other! [Aina Choir:] Yes, cursed she will be If she
[Erykah Badu/background vocals] (Talib Kweli) Yo Ah ah ahhh. What's the matter with these damn emcees [Kweli] (I don't know) Come on baby if you feeling
sight like that again; no, I don't There was nothin' to do but close our eyes, an' bow our heads, an' vocalize With a silent five-part acapella hymn, for him [Choir
Written by: Harry Nilsson Vocals: Harry Nilsson Drums: Richie Snare Bass: Klaus Voorman Piano: Nicky Hopkins Guitars: Paul Keough, Les Thatcher Percussion
Written by: Harry Nilsson & Perry Vocals: Harry Nilsson with the senior citizens of the Stepney & Pinner Choir--Club No. 6, London, England Accordian
in the choir His voice was cracked, and broken age had touched his vocal chords And nearly every Sunday he'd get behind and miss the words Well, the choir
[music by: c.johnsson] [lyrics by: t.karlsson / c.johnsson] [vocals by: p.wawrzeniuk / c.johnsson] [choir singing by: the north german radio choir] in
[music by: c.johnsson] [lyrics by: t.karlsson] [vocals by: p.wawrzeniuk / c. Johnsson] [choir singing by: the north german radio choir] powers of thagirion
[music by: c.johnsson] [lyrics by: t.karlsson / c.johnsson] [vocals by: p.wawrzeniuk / d.swano] [choir singing by: the north german radio choir] secret
