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(jeff hanneman/tom araya). . Propaganda death ensemble. Burial to be. Corpses rotting through the night. In blood laced misery. Scorched earth the policy. The reason for the singe. The
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words. Feel the magic in the air,. Allez, allez, allez. Levez les mains en l'air. Allez, allez, allez. Feel the magic in the air,. Allez, allez, allez. Levez les mains en l'air. Allez, allez, allez
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Feel the magic in the air. Allez, allez, allez. Levez les mains en l'air. Allez, allez, allez. Feel the magic in the air. Allez, allez, allez. Levez les mains en l'air. Allez, allez, allez. Feel the
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Inside the labyrinth walls. There lies a tiny child who sleeps alone. And as the daylight falls. The wind becomes so wild across the stone For I have made her prison be. Her every step away from
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Blue, blue caravan. Winding down to the valley of lights. My true love is a man. Who would hold me for ten thousand nights. In the wild, wild wailing of wind. He's a house 'neath a soft yellow
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Bài hát Ensemble - Mireille Mathieu. Mon cœur en est sûr et certain il aime un cœur et c'est le tien. Tout seul ton cœur est triste tout seul mon cœur s'attriste. Un seul remède laissons-les
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en rond. On ne peut plus se provoquer en duel. Y a plus de tmoin dans la maison. On est tout seul, chacun tout seul. On refuse la diffrence. On est tout seul, tout seul ensemble. On cultive la
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We need a screaming headline. We need a hook for the storyline, Honey. I never thought it could go so wrong. But I was young and I needed the money. . I didn't recognize you with your clothes on
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Song City Hall - Vienna Teng. Me and my baby on a February holiday. 'Cause we got the news, yeah, we got the news. 500 miles and we're gonna make it all the way. We've got nothing to lose, we've
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Where do I begin . To tell the story . Of how great a love can be . The sweet love story . That is older than the sea . That sings the truth about the love she brings to me . Where do I start
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Sous le dome epais. Ou le blanc jasmin. A la rose s'assemble,. Sur la rive en fleurs,. Riant au matin,. Viens, descendons ensemble. . Doucement glissons
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it's the quiet night that breaks me. I cannot stand the sight of this familiar place. it's the quiet night that breaks me, like a dozen papercuts that only I can trace. all my books are lying
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It's desert ice outside but this diner has thawed my ears. Hot coffee in a clean white mug and a smile when the waitress hears. That I was born in North Carolina. Not an hour from her home town
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(vocals) Ensemble (singing). We got de talkin' shoes!. We de mammy nuns! Thing-fish. (dominose vobiskmmmmm!) Ensemble. We is important news!. We de mammy nuns! Thing-fish. (et cum spear a tu-tu
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painted on their faces. Ian, Bunk and Art put on tuxes, get some bolts and widgits painted on their faces by a roving make-up artist, and take up performance positions within the BBC ensemble. ) FZ. And
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The river was a special place. A swimming hole 'round every bend. Summers use to last forever. Back then. . Running barefoot through the pasture. Sunday evening baseball games. The old men
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There's something strange about the way the tap-water tastes. Making speeches for the walls gets harder with every phrase. . I woke up and everyone had gone. I woke up when the sun was setting
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A time to raid. A time to conquer. The buses without passengers. . Push it in, . Pin-cushion queen. Bleed red like no-one's ever seen. Now give it every single drop. . This one goes for the
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(vocals) Sister owl-gonkwin-jane cow-hoon. And here we are, at the mudd club, y'all! I hope you enjoy yourself, 'cause the show's about to begin! Ensemble. Hey, they're really dancin', (they're on auto
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There’s something strange about the way the tap-water tastes. Making speeches for the walls gets harder with every phrase. I woke up and everyone had gone. I woke up when the sun was setting. I woke
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Here I lay in a crashed car. No-one knows when I've left. Here I lay, staring at stars. But I know their just satellites. . The first aid kit. It's useless. It's too late. It offers no help
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zai chun feng li. Hoa nở trong gió xuân. 在哪里在哪里见过你. zai na li zai na li jian guo ni. Đã gặp anh ở đâu ở đâu. 你的笑容这样熟悉. ni de xiao rong zhe yang shou xi. Nét mặt tươi cười của anh quen thuộc thế này. 我一时
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I've been trying to shape up. Shape up and raise hell. But it's so hard to wake up. 'Cause baby, I ain't well. . This is my head exploding from the weight of the thoughts inside. These are my
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you can walk too if you want. If you want up to the mouth. The mouth's cradle. Up to the mouth's cradle. He always has a hope for me. Always sees me when nothing else. And everyone have left
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Where do I begin. To tell the story of how great a love can be. The sweet story that is older than the sea. The simple truth about the love she brings to me. Where do I start With her first hello
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you can walk too if you want. If you want up to the mouth. The mouth's cradle. Up to the mouth's cradle. He always has a hope for me. Always sees me when nothing else. And everyone have left
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. That's all I want to say. Until I find a way. I will say the only words I know that. You'll understand Michelle, ma belle. Sont les mots qui vont tres bien ensemble. Tres bien ensemble I need to, I