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Romans do Millions playin' at monopoly. Rolling the dice of their life. Ooh, I'm dancing and shakin' hands. There learnin' the primitive rights. Doin' as the Romans do Old world, new world. I know
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Here comes the sun it's for everyone. I wish the sky was all mine. Because we came from the ocean life. We swim like dolphins in time. sometimes I wish that nothing would change. whatever you do, I
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A new damage comes. It's a faceless poison. A new world order. It's new damage done The wreck is going down. Get out before you drown. The wreck is going down. Get out before you drown Get out
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. To all it was. All it is. And all it shall be. New South Bubba Sparxxx. Uh, yeah, yeah motherfuckers. I gotta key Bubba answers, a kilo of questions. The heart
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feeling's gone. Can't figure out whose life I'm living. I don't know right from wrong. When I lost my faith . You found it and gave it back to me. There's a new light on your halo; it took blind eyes to see
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my spirit will go. Will it soar like Jazz on a saxophone. Or evaporate on a breeze. Won't you tell me please. That life is eternal. And love is immortal. And death is only a horizon. Life is
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,. As a joke I sent a bottle of whiskey. As you choked you said it made you feel dirty. Waiting over here, for life to begin,. I was looking for the new thing,. And you were the sunshine heading my
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humanity an answer. and we're still waiting for one. Life is a gift given to men by something we don't know. Don't let it drift away and pick the fruits of the seeds we sowed Explore the Universe
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Who needs money? Not me. Who needs fortune or fame?. I don't need a new career. A sympathetic ear, a name All I need is time to play. Only want the game. Point me to the Mike. I know what I
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could never hurt a thing. Life was just a tire swing And I've never been. West of New Orleans or East of Pensacola. My only contact with the outside world. Was an RCA Victrola Then Elvis would sing
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Uh, okay, we're going to do a new song then. It's about a man named, uh. Morgan Davis, Morgan. Morgan left the house to get some Cream of Wheat. And came back with a little bit more. All right
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could never hurt a thing. Life was just a tire swing And I've never been. West of New Orleans or East of Pensacola. My only contact with the outside world. Was an RCA Victrola Then Elvis would sing
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. Always victims of you and her. They must fly into the taillight. Under the truth. Where everything’s new for you. And I would die a thousand deaths. But to defend your happiness. Yours is like a wave upon
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Live baby live. Now that the day is over. I gotta new sensation. In perfect moments. Well so impossible to refuse Sleep baby sleep. Now that the night is over. And the sun comes. Like a god
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