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and undone. My ship Liberty sailed away. On a bloody red horizon. The groundskeeper opened the gates. And let the wild dogs run Instrumental Alone I limp through town. A lost cowboy at sundown
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All you preachers. Who delight in panning the dancing teachers. Let me tell you there are a lot of features. Of the dance that carry you through. The gates of Heaven It's madness. To be always
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sinner's grove . Down where the willow and the dogwood grow. You can hear the whistle, you can hear the bell . From the halls of heaven to the gates of hell . And there's room for the forsaken if you're
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of the dead. Watching from their living hall Broken glass reflections. Show your flesh eating away. Beyond the gates I'll take you. Where the blood forever rains Coils of the serpent unwind
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gates. See we were lookin' for a Cadillac with Tennessee plates Well, there must have been a dozen of them parked in that garage. And there wasn't one Lincoln and there wasn't one Dodge. And there
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the palace front gates. Used to chant my name. Now they're screaming that they hate me. Never wanted you to hate me. Chorus Taylor Swift, Taylor Swift & Hayley Williams. My castle's crumbling down. And
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* was yelling "rape". So the vocal cords were swelling. And her voice were more hoarser than Tori Spelling's face. Still they swarm the gates and my fancy estates. To greet Norman Bates with a
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* was yelling "rape". So the vocal cords were swelling. And her voice were more hoarser than Tori Spelling's face. Still they swarm the gates and my fancy estates. To greet Norman Bates with a
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spirit inspired me. Like yeah, open correctional gates in higher desert. Yeah, open our mind as we cast away oppression. Yeah, open the streets and watch our beliefs. And when they carve my name inside the
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, sleepwalker awake. Those who could relate know the world ain't cake. Jail bars ain't golden gates. Those who fake, they break,. When they meet their 400 pound mate. If I could rule the world. Everyone
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farm. The bank came out and chained the gates. Papa can't handle them interest rates Well, my mama cried, my grandma cried. Grandpa would've cried, but he done died. But he gave me a bag before he
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said love Thy neighbor as Thyself). Well please tell us the road we oughta go in such confusion how are we to know. And if there is a heaven show us to its gates. Oh you'd better tell us preacher before
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. It got infected and I died. So now I'm up in heaven with St. Peter by the pearly gates. And it's obvious he doesn't like the Nehru jacket that I'm wearing. He tells me that they've got a dress code
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can feel it growing stronger every minute now. . Twenty million shadows storming at the gates. Now how can you be surprised?. With the image of the fallen four reflected in their eyes. . And
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my dreams came true. Then I wouldn't do what I didn't want to Walking through the gates to the outside. To dream some dreams that never have died. And I walked the streets of London town. Looking
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. ♪. Draw lines and separate, don't look back. Gates are facing reality, and I cast it off. It's why I could not realize, realize. Outer fence, when I took my eyes off. Soul is warmed, arrays of blossoms. All
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- let me in now, let me in now. Bill Gates, Donald Trump let me in now. Spin now, I got money to lend my friends now. We in now, candy Benz, Kenwood and 10"s now. I win now (Whoo!) ***in lesbian twins now
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cause my mind is racing And I could give a * what category you place me. Long as when I'm pushin' up daisies and gone. As long as you place me amongst one of them greats. When I the heavenly gates
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. I've been rippin' and runnin'. Not slippin' or slidin', athletic tendencies. I've been up since, cheffin' it. Whippin' it to the base rock. I provide the remedy. When we open gates up at Utopia. It's
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fate through faith, (through faith). Cause we all gonna get that day (for what). To see if our lives was straight. And to see if we gonna walk through thosse pearly gates (yeah?). To see the man
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done. And the sun goes down. And the moonlight's shinin' through Then like a sinner. Before the gates of Heaven. I'll come crawlin' on back to you I'm gonna hit the highway. Like a battering ram
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-play, I ain't afraid of Y2K. I'm down with Bill Gates, I call him "Money" for short. I phone him up at home and I make him do my tech support. It's all about the Pentiums, what?. You've gotta be the
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done. And the sun goes down. And the moonlight's shinin' through Then like a sinner. Before the gates of Heaven. I'll come crawlin' on back to you I'm gonna hit the highway. Like a battering ram
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done. And the sun goes down. And the moonlight's shinin' through Then like a sinner. Before the gates of Heaven. I'll come crawlin' on back to you I'm gonna hit the highway. Like a battering ram
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done. And the sun goes down. And the moonlight's shinin' through Then like a sinner. Before the gates of Heaven. I'll come crawlin' on back to you I'm gonna hit the highway. Like a battering ram
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done. And the sun goes down. And the moonlight's shinin' through Then like a sinner. Before the gates of Heaven. I'll come crawlin' on back to you I'm gonna hit the highway. Like a battering ram
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down. Ain't no goin' back. . Well they'll choose a man for you to meet tonight. You'll play the fool and learn how to walk through doors. How to enter into the gates of paradise. No, how to carry a
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gotta meet him with a man named Dick But I call him Richard, he's Richard and Bill Gates Gets me wetter than Superior Lake Takes me on hundred thousand dollar dates And I don't even have to give a cake He
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. (Who's that?) Brown!. Some may, I say, call me Charlie. The word is the herb and I'm deep like Bob Marley. Lay back on the payback, evolve rotate the gates. (Contact!) Can I get a hit? (Hit!). Boom
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. (Who's that?) Brown!. Some may, I say, call me Charlie. The word is the herb and I'm deep like Bob Marley. Lay back on the payback, evolve rotate the gates. (Contact!) Can I get a hit? (Hit!). Boom
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preach of evil fates. Teachers teach that knowledge waits. Can lead to hundred-dollar plates. Goodness hides behind its gates. But even the president of the United States. Sometimes must have. To stand
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. (Who's that?) Brown!. Some may, I say, call me Charlie. The word is the herb and I'm deep like Bob Marley. Lay back on the payback, evolve rotate the gates. (Contact!) Can I get a hit? (Hit!). Boom
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me up inside of your place. Gimme the funds up out of the safe. Hit the fire escape, high-divin gates. Flyin from Jakes, I'm dyin for paint Chorus Verse Two Sonsee Yo, I'm caught up, stuck in the