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becoming clear. The currents have their say. The time is drawing near. Washes me away. Makes me disappear. . And I descend from grace. In arms of undertow. I will take my place. In the great below
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tomorrow. Some said she was saintly to some she was a swinger. Me I only knew her as an acid jazz singer come on. . Well I'm a lucky man and maybe so is she. And maybe this is just the way it has to be
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Bài hát How Great - Chance The Rapper, Jay Electronica. Intro My cousin Nicole. How great is our God. Sing with me, how great is our God. All will see how great is our God. How great is our God
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Esta es la historia de un sábado. de no importa que mes y. de un hombre sentado al piano. de no importa que viejo café. Toma el vaso y le tiemblan las manos. apestando entre humo y sudor. y se
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No weak men in the books at home. The strong men who have made the world. History lives on the books at home. The books at home. . It's not made by great men. It's not made by great men. It's
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Bài hát Everyone Is Gay - A Great Big World. If you're gay, then you're gay. Don't pretend that you're straight. You can be who you are . Any day of the week. You are unlike the others. So strong and
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. Throw it away. Forget yesterday. We'll make the great escape. We won't hear a word they say. They don't know us anyway. Watch it burn. Let it die. Cause we are finally free tonight. Tonight will change
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I'll keep you close. And when the sun brings in the morning. I know today will be better than the last. As I turn into the evening. I pray my dreams will come and I'll cross the great divide. Don't
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Bài hát In That Great Gettin' Up Mornin' - Harry Belafonte. I'm gonna tell you 'bout the coming of the judgment . . Fare thee well, fare thee well . I'm gonna tell you 'bout the coming of the
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Bài hát In That Great Gettin' Up Mornin' - Harry Belafonte. I'm gonna tell you 'bout the coming of the judgment . . Fare thee well, fare thee well . I'm gonna tell you 'bout the coming of the
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. 1999 Bizarre summer. Meguru yuuki de ikiru machi. Great days. Breakdown, breakdown. Breakdown, breakdown. Breakdown, breakdown. Breakdown, breakdown. Song of praises hibikase. Brand new up town
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Def with my rhymes against humanity. Teeter-tottering between brilliance and insanity. The one part the Fuehrer the one part the Pope. It's the inevitable return baby of the Great White Dope
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. Ha ha ha ha, oh When I was a little girl I wanted to be a soprano. But my mother said my dear you've got to practice you piano. No soprano's in to man but a piano's always grand. And grand pianos in
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mind off you. Baby, you're responsible for. All these tears on my piano (all these tears on my piano). Can't think of a melody. That makes you come back to me. Got all these tears on my piano (all these
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mind off you. Baby, you're responsible for. All these tears on my piano (all these tears on my piano). Can't think of a melody. That makes you come back to me. Got all these tears on my piano (all these
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