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I know there is. It all away. It all goes round. The house today The reason why. You're leasing time. The sadman calls. He calls for you The Incomprehensible. Incomprehensible. The sadman
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Let the music take your mind. Everybody ride the rhythm. Let the music take your mind. Everybody ride the rhythm Get down and ride the rhythm. Get down and ride the rhythm. Let the music take
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In the jungle, the mighty jungle. The lion sleeps tonight. In the jungle, the quiet jungle. The lion sleeps tonight. Near the village, the peaceful village. The lion sleeps tonight. Near the village
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Bài hát The Call Of The Mountains - Eluveitie. Against the waves, with our swords in our hands. Against the sea, with our backs to the walls. Against distress, in the presence of our enemies. Against
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B-E-A-T The B,. The E,. The A,. The T Can you feel it?. The B, the E, the A, the T Can you feel it?. Can you spark it?. Can you get it? Can you feel it?. Close my eyes to feel the beat Can you
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B-E-A-T The B,. The E,. The A,. The T Can you feel it?. The B, the E, the A, the T Can you feel it?. Can you spark it?. Can you get it? Can you feel it?. Close my eyes to feel the beat Can you
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B-E-A-T The B,. The E,. The A,. The T Can you feel it?. The B, the E, the A, the T Can you feel it?. Can you spark it?. Can you get it? Can you feel it?. Close my eyes to feel the beat Can you
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Must be the feeling. Must be the feeling. It brings to you. Must be the feeling. Must be the feeling. Must be the feeling. It brings to you. Must be the feeling. Must be the feeling. Must be
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-chord symphony crashes into space. The moon is hanging upside down. I don't know why it is I'm still on the case. It's a ravenous town And you still refuse to be traced. Seems to me such a waste. And
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. . A three-chord symphony crashes into space. The moon is hanging upside down. I don't know why it is I'm still on the case. It's a ravenous town. And you still refuse to be traced. Seems to me such
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. . And I looked out across a quiet lake. Echoing the sounds of night. And I watched the yellow grass dance to a symphony. Early in the morning light. And I walked down the street. Crowded by faces and
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to be smiling,. I want you not to cry. And even if I hide away,. Then you'll get the notion why. . A symphony I learnt at school,. In pigeonholes so clear,. But it made me for to write no songs
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smiling. I want you not to cry. And even if I hide away. Then you'll get the notion why A symphony, I learned at school. In pigeonholes so clear. But it made me for to write no songs. For nobody to
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to be smiling,. I want you not to cry. And even if I hide away,. Then you'll get the notion why. . A symphony I learnt at school,. In pigeonholes so clear,. But it made me for to write no songs
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to be smiling,. I want you not to cry. And even if I hide away,. Then you'll get the notion why. . A symphony I learnt at school,. In pigeonholes so clear,. But it made me for to write no songs
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What is america to me. A name, a map, or a flag I see. A certain word, democracy. What is america to me. The house I live in. A plot of earth, a street. The grocer and the butcher. And the people
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What is america to me. A name, a map, or a flag I see. A certain word, democracy. What is america to me. The house I live in. A plot of earth, a street. The grocer and the butcher. And the people
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So they say he's there with the stars with his eyes in the dark. There's a man in the moon in the sky. When it shines and you can see his face in the light he's the man. And he's there with the stars