music

it is shit.

It is immodeste.

It makes the bourgeise and the rebel.

Yeah.

i love it

Response.

its got a funky beat, and you can bug out to it

they sort of sound like Nurse with Wound, but with more panache.

It's the drug that'll kill us all.

it sounds better with you

wait wait wait, I can see from the capitalization of "Urgent" that the request is more specific than we might think.

Start here.

is no substitute for silence.

mu.sic (myoo/sik) n. 1. the art of combining sounds of varying pitch to produce compositions expressive of various ideas and emotions. 2. a sequence of sounds produced according to this art. 3. a number of such compositions. 4. any pleasing or harmonious sounds 5. face the music: Informal. to accept the consequences bravely.

I think you're going to get an A on your profect.

I hope this is for an English class.

Hello, talk about pop music, which is music many people listen to. Say that MTV is a television channel that plays some pop music. Music varies in different countries. In America there is rap, rock, country, jazz, & classical music. Also music can be heard anywhere. Birds sing songs, wind blows through trees, people's talking can be music too. Music is a pleasing art form that anyone can appriciate because can cross languages or cultures. good luck.

It has the right to children.

Music is just organised noise, and noise is poison to the mind.

It encourages heroin use and homosexuality

Thank you for giving it to me.

It's a shit business

i'm sorry to inform you music died a long time ago

It makes you lose control.

Music was myfirst love
And it'lll be my last
Music of the future
And music of the past
And music of the past
And music of the past

Uhohuhohuho
Music yeah yeah
Music of the future
Music of the past

Music was my first love
And it'll be my last
Music of the future
And music of the past
To live without my music
Would be impossible to do
Cause in this world of troubles
My music pulls me through

Uhohuhohuho
Music yeah yeah
Was my first love
And it'll be my last
Music yeah yeah
Music of the future
Music of the past

Music was my first love
And it'll be my last
Music of the future
And music of the past
To live without my music
Would be impossible to do
Cause in this world of troubles
My music pulls me through

It was new, black polished chrome, and came over the summer like liquid night.

are those Andrew WK lyrics?

Some men or ladies make tune-sounds to put in your ear hole. Dance, boogie, cry / headphones. Guitar ("axe"), digeridoo. Notes, treble clef. Happy ear hole.

They're these funny little hobbity kids from England who sound like a nu-metal stone roses.

Music makes the people come together
Music mix the bourgeoisie and the rebel

Can you speak your words of bedtime
I was just saying to myself the other day
Most of believing the magician
But you're bewitching
Because of this I must say
I appreciate what you give to me
Yeah I appreciate what you give to me

People say I got soul look at all the records I hold
The lives I've affected, connect and control
With me in your basement, your mama got blown
I provide the vibe to keep the strippers on poles
Through me the black experience is glorious told
From a school that's old bold, so I rock gold
And platinum, so cats I hold notes and cash for them
On streets I rap for them, in ghettos I blast for them
Mash with them, at the party and all
Peep the universal language that's embodying all
Put the Billie Holiday, Bob Marley in y'all
Y'all feel most high when I be in y'all
System, with the rhythm I up jump the boogie
Shame I rely on record labels to push me
Since the bush, I been y'all's way to escape
Through eight-tracks wax CDs and tapes
I am music

You can feel me all over alive, I help culture survive, I opened the eyes of many
Styles y'all wrote in the skies, with your lows and highs, open your mind to hear me
In the streets I beat cops and obsolete
On every station it's hot you can't stop my heat
I taught J and Dre how to rock the beat
On what's going on today yo, I gots to speak
I take the stand, yo you could feel me bam
Whether in Larry Graham or Steely Dan
Live I be killing it man
For how long I survived yo I'm realer than man
Got a soft side but I'm still a man
For me women cry and children dance, I'm trying to eat
I could'a got a mil and ran
But like Sly for the fam still I stand
I am music

I been here since the beginning
Beginning of time yo beginning of time
Deep in the mind of the ancient ones
Everybody love me like they do the sun
I shine at times yo at times I'm dark
You can't categorize me, my mind's an art
Inside my heart, it ain't about climbing charts
I'm the one you roll with when your ride is smart
The change that came, the change that comes
I change with chords and I kick it with drums
Get blow with horns and did it on the one
Riffed for guitars, for the Lord I sung
Spun around the world at parties and weddings
Wherever I go I create the setting
You know me from lessons or your pops collections
Whether whole or half stepping I'm a blessing
Yo I am music