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saints and the angels. And we don't want to wait until we die, no no. So we'll stand among the ruins of our temples. And prey to God for cover from the sky
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Hangin' around the observatory. We were waitin' to see the moon. Well we thought that we was all gypsies. Come to escape these lousy ruins Well that telescope that mighty eye. It's bigger, Jack
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gave her all that I had to give. I'm gonna make it hard to live. Salty tears running down to her chin. And the ruins up her makeup I never wanna live A cigarette pressed between her lips. But I'm
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leather! serious chains! serious clothing! From when they come downtown from the ruins of studio '54 to twist 'n frugg, in an arrogant gesture to the best of what de 20th century have to offer, including a
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time for cryin', we've got a lot of work to do and. We gotta try and make the best of what's in ruins. VAGGIE. New coat of paint!. HUSK. New lights across the marquee. CHARLIE, VAGGIE & HUSK. With a
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the story of your life. Drawing hearts in the byline. Always taking up too much space or time. You assume I'm fine, but what would you do if I. Break free and leave us in ruins. Took this dagger in me
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suffocating?. Does the pain weigh out the pride?. And you look for a place to hide?. Did someone break your heart inside?. You're in ruins. One, 21 guns. Lay down your arms. Give up the fight. One, 21 guns
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Wine is fine. But whiskey's quicker. suicide is slow with liquor. Take a bottle drown your sorrows. THEN IT FLOODS AWAY TOMMOROW!!. Evil thoughts and evil doings. Cold, alone you hang in ruins
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Down with the shine, the perfect shine. That poisons the well and ruins my mind. Oh, I get took for a ride every time. Down with the glistening shine. . It's in with the new and out with the old
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all the time. And I feel lucky to call her mine But she's a mystery. My most beautiful regret. I will never understand her. She's a mystery The only promise I can keep. Even in my dreams she ruins
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woman sits alone upon the ruins of her home. She has no-one left to love. No-one to call her own. CHORUS. A young man finds a broken toy. He made for his small son. Its the only thing remaining of
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I feel alone even with myself. But does it better me. I'd like to tell you how I'm seeing now. But ruins everything. . You try to judge me now/tomorrow's okay. You try to tell me now how I
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he's out on a date then her life's in ruins. She never thought her love could ever be as strong as this All the movies and the papers, feature the murders of lonely women. If he isn't in by ten she'll
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very pretty, but we sure know how to run things. Living in ruins of a palace within my dreams. And you know, we're on each other's team. I'm kind of over getting told to throw my hands up in the air, so
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Check it, since fifteen hundred and sixteen, minds attacked and overseen. Now crawl amidst the ruins of this empty dream. With their borders and boots, on top of us. Pullin' knobs on the floor, of
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, what are we doing?. We are turning into dust. Playing house in the ruins of us Running back through the fire. When there's nothing left to save. It's like chasing the very last train. When it's too
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weather. In fact I'll feel a whole lot better. But you'll think of me, you'll think of me. I went out driving trying to clear my head. I tried to sweep out all the ruins that my emotions left. I guess I'm
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man can't give his address out to bad company. And now I stand here lookin' at your yellow railroad. In the ruins of your balcony. Wondering where you are tonight, sweet Marie.
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only friend well he's the living end to the cattle he deceives. The raping of the innocent you know the ruiner ruins everything he sees. Now the only pure thing left in my * world is wearing your
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only friend well he's the living end to the cattle he deceives. The raping of the innocent you know the ruiner ruins everything he sees. Now the only pure thing left in my * world is wearing your
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hungry but them belly full. The structure is set ya neva change it with a ballot pull. In tha ruins there's a network for tha toxic rock. School yard ta precinct, suburb ta project block. Bosses broke
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desert will be gone. Soon you will be dancing the fandango. . Past the Aztec ruins and the ghosts of our people. Hoofbeats like castanets on stone. At night I dream of bells in the village steeple
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used to sleep in. The scent of you has been allowed to stay as the only thing. I stand back in ruins from out cold war. And listen to the sound of the thing you at last got to say. The flat looks like