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desire. Two of us and maybe more. Kids inside a candy store. Sparks of joy and celebration. Suddenly we're drowned beneath the tears. And baby, you're the reason that. I haven't played this song in
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imagination On a cloud of love, we'll hear the music of night. We can wink at the moon as we hold each other tight. And if we go in the right direction, heaven can't be very far. Dream along with me, I'm on
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down and leave it in confusion. But still we get no answers using yesterdays solutions We are the ones, keep sight of it. Don't have to make a fight of it Dance on heavy weather, learn to live with
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There's a girl that lives in the shadows. Of the street where the music plays. There she waits and looks from the outside. There's an angel in her face. But from her glass she sips a little
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will guide us as we go drifting along. . Chorus. Can't we sail away on a lazy daisy petal. Over the rim of the hill?. Can't we sail away on a little dream. And settle high on the crest of a thrill
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will guide us as we go drifting along. . Chorus. Can't we sail away on a lazy daisy petal. Over the rim of the hill?. Can't we sail away on a little dream. And settle high on the crest of a thrill
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time for the new assassin. a melody played on a hand grenade. from the rifle range in the green arcade. as the rain fell down on the big parade. messed up the motorcade . mucked up the masquerade. secret
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(Music & Lyrics by Gerald Goffin & Carole King). . When this old world starts a getting me down. And people are just too much for me to face. I'll climb way up to the top of the stairs. And all
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breadline’s back in fashion. it’s time for the new assassin. a melody played on a hand grenade. from the rifle range in the green arcade. as the rain fell down on the big parade. messed up the motorcade
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. . The checkerboard of nights and days -. Man will die, man be saved. The sky will fall, the earth will pray,. When judgment comes to claim it's day. See the word of the prophet. On a stone in his
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. . The checkerboard of nights and days -. Man will die, man be saved. The sky will fall, the earth will pray,. When judgment comes to claim it's day. See the word of the prophet. On a stone in his
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hearth,. The music still plays for her pleasure. But the air is as cold as the death,. And the soft melodies only measure her bittersweet tears. Every note of each song brings a vision. Of love and of
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cliff. To sparkle bright on the beach. . New born lambs that sweetly played. Speckled eggs all newly laid. But for you I would have stayed. I think I must have caught a glimpse of heaven.
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, it was as easy as a kiss. Somethings happen that are magic from the start. Tomorrows change the rest tonight, whatever happens from now on. You and I will be two captives of the heart You move your
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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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We've been training. Now we look like each other. Face down and. Booked and printed for young lovers. Even as I write out of this song. The ink wears off but the beat goes on. . Chorus. I
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. Masturbate on my maggot eaten face. The cold touch of the dead (it has been said). Can inspire a necromantic craze. You partook in love and human remains. With my disinterred body you were chuffed. But as
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start a journey through a strange new world. Leave all thoughts of the world you knew before!. Close your eyes and let music set you free!. . Only then can you belong to me. . Floating (floating
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, with the best of 'em. You are beautiful, like a dream come alive, incredible. A center full of miracle, lyrical. You've saved my life again. And I want you to know baby. Chorus. I, I love you like a love
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you to stay. And it hurts me to say (You're) You're not right. You're dead inside!. Living your life on the edge of a knife. Living your life on the edge of a knife (You're) You're not right
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We started out a long time ago. We didn't know what to do. Knockin' our romances, we took the chances. That a lot of us do. Well, we've seen strange places. We fell on our faces. It was all on
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Music by the *** Pistols. Lyrics by Anthrax. . . There was a bunch of roadies. And this here is their story. A scurvy bunch of evil twits. Who never say they're sorry. . They've traveled
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Bài hát Time Goes On - Story Of The Year. The crowd will rise sky will fall. A flash of light to bury us all (woah). Cause we are a time bomb. The ashes rain and hide the sun. Of every remains is
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. And dancin' to the music James Brown Band They're dancing on the good foot. I got to get on the good foot. Got to do it on the good foot. Do it with the good foot Said the long hair hippies and the
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hearth,. The music still plays for her pleasure. But the air is as cold as the death,. And the soft melodies only measure her bittersweet tears. Every note of each song brings a vision. Of love and of
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Lionel. Man what in the world is happening down. At the end of the hall?. I don't have a clue?. Let's check this thing out!. . What is happening here. Something's going on that's not quite
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feel butterflies wing. As she starts to sling music on. As she rolls on her back. With her smile full of charm. That says much more than words ever will. About how the delight of her good time
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I'd heard there was a secret chord. That David played and it pleased the Lord. But you don't really care for music, do you?. Well it goes like this. The fourth, the fifth, the minor fall, the major
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the path. I don't care, go on and tear me apart. I don't care if you do. Cause in a sky, cause in a sky full of stars. I think I saw you. Cause you're a sky, cause you're a sky full of stars. I want to
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?. Where is the music that played?. What happened to the love that you used to show?. Where did the feeling go?. Thoughts of you fill my mind. Paperbacks to pass the time. And as I lie awake tonight. I'll
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(Music and lyrics Jill Johnson/Lisa Carver/Pam Rose). I trust the broken hearted. I trust the lost and fallen souls. Cause they know,. That kind of tears I've tasted. . The nights and days I've
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Verse 1. Let's sing a song, full of hope, full of pain. Why don't you sing along my friend, for it's our last refrain?. Forever young, ever strong, ever brave. Memories like this never end, no, they
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song on a new set of speakers. My best old jeans and my broke in sneakers. A home run pitch floating right down the middle. The sweet music made when the bow hits the fiddle She's right on the money
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song on a new set of speakers. My best old jeans and my broke in sneakers. A home run pitch floating right down the middle. The sweet music made when the bow hits the fiddle She's right on the money
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gonna know your name. Cause you burn with the brightest flame. And the world's gonna know your name. And you'll be on the walls of the hall of fame. Be a champion, Be a champion, Be a champion, Be a
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Today I found a baby's glove. Lying on the drainage board, so still. Yesterday a leather glove. From the slim tinkered hand of a woman The next time I saw one it was lying half frozen. And
