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Five miles out of London on the Western Avenue. Must have been a wonder when it was brand new. Talkin' 'bout the splendour of the Hoover factory. I know that you'd agree if you had seen it too
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silver teardrop that falls. And I will never hold her. Through my fingers she's gone. . At the foot of the mountain. Such a long way to climb. How will I ever get up there -. Though I know I must
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We've taken care of everything. The words you hear, the songs you sing. The pictures that give pleasure to your eyes It's one for all and all for one. We work together, common sons. Never need to
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. . And every hour. Is filled with regret. Of when I reached out. Beyond the edge of the flame
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I wish that we could live up in the sky. Where we could find a place away up high. Live among the stars, the sun, the moon. Just you and I. . East of the sun and west of the moon. We'll build a
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Rubber band. There's a rubber band that plays tunes out of tune. In the library garden Sunday afternoon. While a little chappie waves a golden wand. . Rubber band. In 1910 I was so handsome and
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I been fightin' gravity since I was two. Questers of the prize. blind men int he snow. Some streak the skies. I choose to go below. Skin moves towards malignant. worshipping the sun. They
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band wore blue shirts. And the music played on. . Then at the end of the evening. They throw the suckers out. Don't get me wrong, I got no beef about it. I get my rates from the union. I get my
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words. The grand old Duke of York. He had 10,000 men. He marched them up to the top of the hill. And he marched them down again. Oh, the grand old Duke of York. He had 10,000 men. He marched them up
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Hammond-Hazelwood Your father spent his life on a military base. He made the army his career. He pinned your pictures up in the officer's mess. And hoped you'd marry a bombardier But you had a
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Sugar smile savvy, the king of the kerb. Got a temper in the style of a bomb. Got his friends in his pocket or safe behind bars. All the local boys know what hes done He turns it on. He turns it
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I think about closing the door. And lately I think of it more. I'm living well out of my time. I feel like I'm losing my mind. I should be at the table round. A servant of the crown. The keeper
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Queen of the hours lies waiting for the wind. To blow away the veil of time. Slowly now the threads of age. Are starting to unwind. . Queen of the hours, along, along, along. The path of time
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Song Ruin (Live Album Version) - Lamb of God. The knowledge that seeking the favor of another. Means the murder of self. This is the resolution. The end of all progress. The death of evolution. It
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Song Voices Of Babylon (Album Version) - The Outfield. Hit the message, I can hear you calling. No one's going anywhere tonight. We conceived a modern generation. It was free but now we pay the price
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guilty of the crime. . I'm guilty of, guilty of the crime. Of lovin' you, baby. Guilty of, guilty of the crime. . I'm savin' all my lovin' just for you. 'Cause there's nothin' more that I would
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I went to a show last Saturday night. The band was doing their thing. The mosh pit started and then the crowd parted. And then was Kiki D I knew this girl back in junior high school. And nobody
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Savoy sides presents a new saxophone sensation. It's Parker's band with a smooth style of syncopation. Kansas city born and growing, you won't believe what the boys are blowing. You got to come on
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glory, I walk on. And the golden streets of my new home. Will lead me up to the master's throne. With the angel band I'll sing Glory to His name, oh, holy, holy. I just hope my feet are clean enough
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glory, I walk on. And the golden streets of my new home. Will lead me up to the master's throne. With the angel band I'll sing Glory to His name, oh, holy, holy. I just hope my feet are clean enough
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glory, I walk on. And the golden streets of my new home. Will lead me up to the master's throne. With the angel band I'll sing Glory to His name, oh, holy, holy. I just hope my feet are clean enough
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Indian reservation. The band played on Eve of destruction, tax deduction. City inspectors, bill collectors, mod clothes in demand. Population out of hand, suicide, too many bills. Hippies moving to the
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This tragedy is such a masterpiece. We set the table and we watch them feast. On the blood and the tears, they drain from the years. From the work of the young, young pioneers Let's go down
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gold fall on the gray. Tears of gold. Tears of golden restraint. As evidence of the pain that we feel inside. Mary anne, settle down. Let's bring the band around "how 'bout". And we'll sing you to
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Instrumental). The band marched beneath a banner that read welcome. Home soldier. City streets were littered with cheering. Crowds entangled in the paper streamers that filled the air. Hailed
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better luck than me. . Works so hard like he's still in school. His pockets are jammed, but this man's a fool. Within the rhythm of life, mind's made up. Lucy's sign is the Chinese dragon. . Oh, oh
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Here on the edge of the moon. Running from our future. As I look back. Your heart grabs my hand. Asking me. To remember a vow you made. That would always take. Me to the edge of the moon
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goes, how does life begin. What happens when we die. The mystery of the mystery must stay unknown. Only God can know and men must not see. Great minds have tried but they will not find. The answer
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goes, how does life begin. What happens when we die. The mystery of the mystery must stay unknown. Only God can know and men must not see. Great minds have tried but they will not find. The answer
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Bài hát The Wonder Of Your Love - Hillsong. Verse 1. You inhabit the praises of Your people. You delight in the glory of Your son. In the love of the Father we will worship. In the Kingdom of God we
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East of the sun and west of the moon. We'll build a dream house of love dear. Near to the sun in the day, near to the moon at night. We'll live in a lovely way dear, living our love in pale
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Bài hát Sake Of The Song - Blackmore's Night . The moon must be an angel, her halo surely heaven sent. Watching from above should the bells forget to ring. And we but lonely travelers, following a
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Nighttime sharpens, heightens each sensation. Darkness stirs and wakes imagination. Silently the senses abandon their defenses. Helpless to resist the notes I write. For I composed the music of
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the bells of christmas. are ringing in the night. the children string there lights upond the tree. the bells of christmas. they sing to me tonight. bring back thoughts of you and me. Central
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the bells of christmas. are ringing in the night. the children string there lights upond the tree. the bells of christmas. they sing to me tonight. bring back thoughts of you and me. Central
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. Fade away, fade away, break the crystal ball Oh, it's the sign, feels like the time! On a small world, west of wonder. Somewhere, nowhere all. There's a rainbow that will shimmer. When the summer