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-na. Panaflex Soloflex Genuflect Pope. What the world needs now is babies, gun and hope. Guardian angel dust in the wind cries Mary. Wanna be Madonna but the price is too high, very. Perfect rhythm
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Fightin' fire with fire Watch out you might get what you're after. Cool babies strange but not a stranger. I'm an ordinary guy. Burning down the house Hold tight, wait till the party's over. Hold
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river. We're polluted now. But in our hearts still clean The sea refuses no river. We tried not to age. But time had it's rage. We're washed over the stones From babies into clones of the mean. The
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carnival ride. We close our eyes. Never knowing where it will take us next. Babies are born and at the same time. someone's taking their last breath. It's the wheel of the world. It's the wheel of the world
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, over the hill. Been worried about my babies, been worried about my wife. Just one place for a man to be when he's worried about his life. I'm going home, hey hey hey, over the hill. Over the hill
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babies. With your black incomprehensible. Coiled heart, eyetoothed, feral child. Take me dancing, in the wild. You’re looking like you’re bored with a husband. You’re looking like you might have a
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babies. With your black incomprehensible. Coiled heart, eyetoothed, feral child. Take me dancing, in the wild. You’re looking like you’re bored with a husband. You’re looking like you might have a
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Times are tough for English babies. Send the army and the navy. Beat up strangers who talk funny. Take their greasy foreign money. Skin shop, red leather, hot line. Be prepared for the engaged
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Out of the aeroplane stepped. Chamberlain with a condemned man's stare. But we all cheered wildly, a photograph was taken. As he waved a piece of paper in the air Now, the disco machine lives in
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If our love was a fairy tale. I would charge in and rescue you. On a yacht baby we would sail. To an island where we'd say I do. And if we had babies they would look like you. It'd be so beautiful if
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in the sky. Are also on the faces of people passing by. I see friends shaking hands. Saying, "How do you do?". They're really saying, I. I love you. I hear babies cry and I watch them grow,. They'll
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the distance a cold old road dog start to howl. She out there on the highway and it gives me chiles when I hear her howl. You know the breast they drag the ground She got way to many babies now When
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Watch out, you might get what you're after . Cool babies, strange but not a stranger . I'm an ordinary guy . Burning down the house . Hold tight, wait 'till the party's over . Hold tight, we're
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was with some kid called David. And from the garage up the road. I listened outside, I heard her. Alright Oh, I want to take you home. I want to give you children. You might be my girlfriend, yeah
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. Test tube babies being born. Mothers, fathers dead and gone. Its a miracle. . Were having a miracle on earth. Mother nature does it all for us. The wonders of this world go on. The hanging gardens
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play. May the man who has his finger on the button have a lovely day today. dobro . I can recall when only God could start the world anew. He who left his babies wasted on the shore. But now that
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called a cup of tea. . And oh you can have your fun. But when it's done. Don't come crying to me. Jack and Jill had babies. And now I'm the one who's craziest. Crazy. . And please believe me when
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When I was young I used to be as fine a man as ever you'd see. The Prince of Wales, he said to me, "Come and join the British army. ". When I was young I had a twist of punching babies with me fist
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Chorus. . Ooooh noooo. I caught him with a blow to the chest. Ooooh noooo. My hollow put a hole in his vest. Ooooh noooo. I'm bout to send two to his dome. Cry babies go hoooome. . I got
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Gonna get back to basics. Guess I'll start it up again. I'm falling' from the ceilin'. You're falling from the sky now and then Maybe you were shot down in pieces. Maybe I slipped in between
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don't understand him, an' he don't die young. He'll prob'ly just ride away Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys. Don't let 'em pick guitars or drive them old trucks. Let 'em be doctors
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don't understand him, an' he don't die young. He'll prob'ly just ride away Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys. Don't let 'em pick guitars or drive them old trucks. Let 'em be doctors
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