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THE BEGINNING
(Introduction)
BRING ON THE NIGHT
DO IT FOR THE PLEASURE
ELYTS
STRANGEST NIGHT
YOU, HARD GIRL
SCORPIO STING
YOUR BODY TALK
BROKEN HEART
YOU CAN DO IT
TEMPTATION
THE BEGINNING
(Introduction)
Words: Gyle Waddy/Music: Pascal Maton
Deep from the shadows of the barren universe
comes the creation of man;
and with the creation of man
came the creation of his music.
The creation of his words.
Music of the world, music for all.
Now the time has come for every man
around the world to come with me
on a voyage. My musical experience.
So open up your hearts, romance with me.
Open up your ears, dance with me.
Open up to a new experience, come fly with me.
Open up to life, come play by my side.
© Elyts Publishing - SABAM 1988 / Marïh Music - BMI
BRING ON THE NIGHT
Words: Gyle Waddy/Music: Pascal Maton
When I was fourteen years I left my house
walked all alone in the town, no home.
I tell you people I've seen some tings down, low
enough to make a young man go home.
I went to new york city to find a job
I found the boy, girls couldn't leave me alone.
I had to fight and a struggle through thick 'n thin,
and I was filled with a little more sin.
I walked through the city streets was lookin' 'round.
I found no matter the people always frowned.
Walkin' proud out on the town
yeah, big city life knocked me 'round.
Then I decided it was time to change my space
I went to L.A. the star-studded town.
Bring on the night.
Bring on the night.
Take time refelcting just
(Bring on the night)
the things that i've done in my life
(Bring on the night)
I've been around yeah, I've travelled to foreign lands
some days were down, and some others were up.
I had to roll with the punches can't knock me down
expericence was my very best friend.
Then once again I decided to change my space
I saw that life was a sure fairy tale.
I walked through the city streets was lookin' 'round.
I found no matter the people frowned.
Walkin' pround out on the town
yeah, big city life knocked me 'round.
Now I see my life so very differently.
I live in a world that's really real you see
walkin' pround this world is my town
Big city life knocked me 'round.
Bring on the night.
Bring on the night.
take time refelcting just
(Bring on the night)
the things that i've done in my life
(Bring on the night)
breath, drink and live and love
(Bring on the night)
© Elyts Publishing - SABAM 1988 / Marïh Music - BMI
DO IT FOR THE PLEASURE
Words: Gyle Waddy/Music: Pascal Maton
Do it for the pleasure
Do it just for nothing.
When you feel obligated to do it
There’s no need so don’t go through it.
There’s no need to sell your conscience
‘cause you’ll feel sorry someday.
Do it for the pleasure
Do it just for nothing.
At time you feel life has done you wrong
And you sell your love for a song.
Hey no, wake up to your nonsense
Play life, no people don’t pay.
Do it for the pleasure
Do it just for nothing.
Though the world’s heavy on your mind
Come on smile and then say,
‘It’s for my pleasure.
Do it for the pleasure
Do it just for nothing.
© Elyts Publishing - SABAM 1988 / Marïh Music - BMI
ELYTS
Words: Gyle Waddy/Music: Pascal Maton
Black as night
skinny, five feet-nine
high bone features
a savage queen.
The world trembles;
falls at your feet.
Big, round, green eyes
a models dream.
When you slide
up on the catwalk
photographers they rush
to be in front.
Primitive,
and yet so elegant.
Elyts is her name.
Elyts, native beauty.
Elyts, you jungle dream.
Elyts, tall black beauty.
Elyts, you jungle dream.
Long arms,
soft, black velvet.
Your lush red lips
set men on fire.
Sculpted beauty
Nefertiti
oh, could only turn in shame.
When you swagger into a party
all designers
they sketch in rage.
Jungle perfume
they call you tigress.
Elyts the world's at your command.
Elyts, native beauty.
Elyts, you jungle dream.
Elyts, tall black beauty.
Elyts, you jungle dream.
(Spoken in Lingala)
Kombo na ngai elyts. My name is elyts.
Nazali mwasi kitoko I'm a
beautiful woman.
na wnti mboka mosika I come from a little
ba mibali nioso bako village far
away.
Lula n'gai.
All the men admire mybeauty.
Elyts, beauté ya ngoi. I'm the lovely tigress,
elyts.
Elyts, native beauty.
Elyts, you jungle dream.
Elyts, tall black beauty.
Elyts, you jungle dream.
© Elyts Publishing - SABAM 1988 / Marïh Music
- BMI
STRANGEST NIGHT
Words: Gyle Waddy/Music: Pascal Maton
Strangest night the full moon.
I came home spirit low.
Strangest night looked around
called your name not a sound.
You left a note by the phone
to say you’ve flown.
So I checked my deepest thoughts.
What went wrong?
Strangest night read your note.
My heart broke all choked up.
Strangest night your love moved.
I cried out. ‘What to do?’
Things that you write
there’s no truth. So untrue.
There’s no use what I say
seems we’re through.
That first night
when I was left alone.
My tears fell. Wouldn’t dry. Wouldn’t go.
That first night
you tore my life into.
You can’t see
how I’m in need of you?
Strangest night walked around
in the dark feeling down.
Strangest night wish you could
be with me make me see.
© Elyts Publishing - SABAM 1988 / Marïh Music - BMI
YOU, HARD
GIRL
Words: Gyle Waddy Music: Pascal Maton
Wake up every morning
I find myself alone.
Then without warnin’
those tears
they start to fall.
My world has no meaning
you know me to the ground.
You, hard girl.
You’re too strong.
You, hard girl.
You I love.
Think I’m just a boy
runnin’ after only one thing.
Wooh, you’re so crazy.
Bad things you say baby.
Have you no feelings?
I think you hate me baby.
Do you have a reason
to treat me like you do?
Hey, try and please me
I’d do so much for you.
You, hard girl.
You’re too strong.
You, hard girl.
You I love.
(Spoken)
You think I’m just a boy
runnin’ after only one thing.
Wooh, you’re so crazy.
What I really want
is to be with you,
but you don’t understand
nothing at all.
You know why?
(Sing)
You, hard girl.
You’re too strong.
You, hard girl.
You I love.
© Elyts Publishing - SABAM 1988 / Marïh Music - BMI
SCORPIO STING
Words: Gyle Waddy/Music: Pascal Maton
Came into this world November sixteen morn'.
To the northern star Polaris I was born.
Sliding down the Milky Way.
Gliding cross the Midway.
Passing over the elleptic way.
It brought me to the magnitude of your love.
It turned my head around yeah I was drugged.
Venom of destruction.
Horizon of corruption.
Antares is the leader of our hearts.
Your sign just like my sign
Scorpio the thirteen.
Our red star's blazing up in the sky.
Antares what have you done to us?
Scorpio sting
kill you deadly
if you don't act right my love.
Scorpio sting
kill you deadly
polarities of love.
Scorpio sting
Kill you deadly
better get right with love.
(Spoken)
Watch out for me. I sting.
A large conflagration can burn you down
when you let two scorpios run 'round.
Attention to the Red star
is given by the Green star
and all others attened by Mars.
It brought me to the magnitude of your love
it turned my head around yeah I was drugged.
Venom of destruction.
Horizon of corruption.
Antares is the leader of our hearts.
Your sign just like my sign.
Scorpio the thirteen.
Our red star's blazing up in the sky.
Antares what have you done to us?
Scorpio sting
kill you deadly
if you don't act right my love.
Scorpio sting
kill you deadly
polarities of love.
Scorpio sting
kill you deadly
better get right with love.
(spoken)
Scorpio sting.
Watch out for me.
© Elyts Publishing - SABAM 1988 / Marïh Music - BMI
YOUR BODY TALK
Words: Gyle Waddy/Music: Pascal Maton
Your body talk
Wooh, wooh, wooh
Yeah, yeah
I want you to know.
Hey now when I see you there
swayin' without a care.
Your hips movin' how they dance.
Your lips wet, pleasure, romance.
Your body talk.
Your body talk.
Your body talk.
Your body talk.
Your back so shinny and smooth.
Long legs, hairy, a groove.
Your eyes big and so round
what you're puttin' down.
Wooh, you fill my cup
yeah, you turn my head around.
Oh, you pick me up
hey, you lift me off the ground.
Magic carpet ride
feel like Aladdin’s lamp.
No, I'm never comin' down.
Your body talk.
Your body talk.
Walkin' on a crowded street
making policemen scream.
Green lights quickly turn red
just to keep you at hand.
Bowling nothing but strikes
no one's seen your likes.
When you're runnin' your mile
you make my head run wild.
Your body talk.
Your body talk.
Your body talk.
Your body talk.
Hey now, get it on with me
no girl don't wanna be free.
I want to groove in your style
come now hold me awhile.
Your body talk.
Your body talk.
Wooh, you fill my cup
yeah you turn my head around.
Oh, you pick me up
hey, you lift me off the ground.
Magic carpet ride
feel like Aladdin’s lamp.
No, I'm never comin' down.
Your body talk.
Your body talk.
Come and take my hand
no, don't ever let it go.
Rap me in your love
ooh, sweet baby don't you know.
I have waited oh so long
I know it can't go wrong
with you love I’m never down.
Your body talk.
Your body talk.
Your body talk.
Your body talk.
© Elyts Publishing - SABAM 1988 / Marïh Music - BMI
BROKEN HEART
Words: Gyle Waddy/ Music: Pascal Maton
When all is said, and all is done
and time has gone by.
Winter comes, and summer's gone
once more alone.
In this time of my life
I need to feel you by my side,
Mumm, mumm,
it's time to harvest, love's gone.
There in Burma or Djakarta I follow.
My spirit flows you'll see the glow
will never go, and when you sip your tea
you'll see my heart floating, bleeding
please, come on return to me.
My broken heart Is shattered.
Broken heart apart
I'm looking for those missing parts.
You will fill each crack,
and make me whole once again.
Broken hearted, let me make amends.
Broken heat, torn apart.
Things that I've said.
Things that you've done, they're gone.
Those solid dreams are scattered dreams
we share no more.
We fought. We caused such pain
I want to try once again our love,
Mumm, mumm,
it's time to be by your side.
There in London or New Brunswick I'll be.
You can't escape this anguished heart,
You'll feel my plea,
and when white winter sun
It comes to warm a frozen heart
you'll feel me, feel my soul blue.
My broken heart is shattered.
Broken heart apart
I'm looking for those missing parts.
You will fill each crack,
and make me whole once again.
Broken hearted, let me make amends.
Broken heart, torn apart.
© Elyts Publishing - SABAM 1988 / Marïh Music - BMI
YOU CAN DO IT
Words: Gyle Waddy/Music: Pascal Maton
One Sunday morning
when I looked in your brown eyes.
I asked you what's wrong
your head hung down
you just sighed.
You say your life's flown
you have just done to get by.
Why do you moan?
There's much more to life.
Where's your smile?
Julie, you can do it
yeah, just do it
you'll walk through it.
Julie, you can do it
come on prove it
you'll fly through it.
Julie, you can do it
come on do it
you'll get through it.
Don't get crazy. No!
I know you've tried hard.
Where's the crime?
There's no sin.
Pick yourself up now
and get started once again.
Go on with your life
with your head up in the air.
Why must you cry?
Wipe your eyes now.
Where's your pride?
Julie, you can do it
yeah, just do it
you'll walk through it.
Julie, you can do it
come on prove it
you'll fly through it.
Julie, you can do it
come on do it
you'll get through it.
Don't get crazy. No!
Don't close yourself humility
that's the meaning.
Go on with you life
with your heart in your hand.
(repeat chorus)
© Elyts Publishing - SABAM 1988 / Marïh Music - BMI
TEMPTATION
Words: Gyle Waddy/Music: Pascal Maton
Tell me what is happening.
Why such aggression in this world?
Now I want to tell you
if we don't stop it life won't go on.
Our families they are dying
in the hands of hate.
Bombings! Lots of suffering!
Why must we just destroy?
Temptation! Temptation! Temptation! For what?
Temptation! Temptation! Temptation! Who's next?
Temptation! Temptation! Temptation! What's next?
Walkin' in the day light
you could be shot clean out of sight.
Flying then we're high-jacked
what makes a person act like that?
All blown up and for nothing.
For god sakes! What have I done?
My mother where's my brother
My God the human race is at war!
Temptation! Temptation! Temptation! For what?
Temptation! Temptation! Temptation! Who's next?
Temptation! Temptation! Temptation! What's next?
Can't you understand
we can't go on letting hate rule our heads.
Stop please. Oh I beg you.
Oh lord, the human race is at war!
Temptation! Temptation! Temptation! For what?
Temptation! Temptation! Temptation! Who's next?
Temptation! Temptation! Temptation! What's next?
'Cause if we don't we're gonna pay what's due.
Temptation! Temptation! Temptation!
You're next un-huh!
You're next! Un-huh!
You're next! Un-huh!
You're next! Un-huh!
© Elyts Publishing - SABAM 1988 / Marïh Music - BMI
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