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I was under the Calvary Cross. The pale-faced lady she said to me. I've watched you with my one green eye. And I'll hurt you 'till you need me. You scuff your heels and you spit on your shoes. Yo
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Chorus. There's a big hole in the ground. There's a big fight all around,. There's a big hole in the ground,. For the fools gold. And everything is precious, and everything is clear. I don't wan
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Wake up in a strange land. One of forty thieves. And I see for the first time. Just what you believe I go down to the market. Where I can buy or sell. And I listen to the chanting. And all the l
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There's a wolf in a suitcase knocking on my front door. well I gave him the money and now he's asking for more. If only you'd tell me I'm not what you're looking for. So I turn on the TV and the wo
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When your parents left for a week that month. You couldn't separate the two of us. Down on the edge of that lake. Where more than memories were made Like the water rollin' off your hips. Love roll
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Sophisticated slave trade rhythmically admired. Give me a punctual bliss. He's in love with a velvet glove. Soon he'll feel the fist. His senses are reeling. He can't sit still. He's got that sa
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In the name of. In the name of. In the name of. Hey you,. I've seen your face before. It's you in the picture which hangs on my bedroom wall. Is it true? All of those things that they say about
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(Scarecrow). 6 in tha mornin' police kick in my door. Slipped on my lugz. Cuz these thugs out the back yo. Jumped the back gate. Cranked the Chevy. Then I race. Popped in the tape. A motherfuc
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Come rolling into town. Unaware of the power that you have over me. And what am I to do with, 'Hello, how are you'?. Nothing's ever said that should be And I don't care about you. If you don't car
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So far things have been all right. No complaints, oh, this is the good life. But sometimes I need more. Just to get up and out the door I like to live in an altered state. It makes me love all the
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Leaving alone. Flying above you. Chorus. La-la-la, la, la-la. La-la-la, la, la-la. La-la-la, la, la-la. La-la-la, la, la-la. Goodbye to my friends. My home and my family. I'm not coming home.
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Leaving alone. Flying above you. Chorus. La-la-la, la, la-la. La-la-la, la, la-la. La-la-la, la, la-la. La-la-la, la, la-la. Goodbye to my friends. My home and my family. I'm not coming home.
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There's a wolf in a suitcase knocking on my front door. well I gave him the money and now he's asking for more. If only you'd tell me I'm not what you're looking for. So I turn on the TV and the wo
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