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Just down the street from your hotel, baby. I stay at home with my disease. Ain't this position familiar, darling?. Well, all monkeys do what they see. Help me stay awake, I'm falling Down on Virg
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Catch a boat to England baby. Maybe to Spain. Wherever I have gone. Wherever I've been and gone. Wherever I have gone. The blues run the game Send out for whisky baby. Send out for gin. Me and
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I was wasted in the afternoon. Waiting on a train. I woke up in pieces. And Elisabeth had disappeared again I wish you were inside of me. I hope that you're okay. I hope you're resting quietly.
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Well I woke up in mid-afternoon cause that's when it all hurts the most. I dream I never know anyone at the party and I'm always the host. If dreams are like movies, then memories are films about gh
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All I want is something good. It gets harder every time. She is leaving here tonight. Take a breath, take your time. Spread your wings and rise Make a mark upon the wall. Paint your face and pass
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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. But
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I'm always thinking. Of someone new. I'm never sitting. Ok with you. There's always something else on my mind. There's always something I can't find. . You think about anything you can. I thin
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Somebody screaming on Jim Jeffries' dreams. Explode into a black fist. He falls to the floor. He stares up at the sky. And he may wish he knew why. But you can't go back there no more The future
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You know I don't like you. But you want to be my friend. There are bodies on the ceiling. And they are fluttering their wings. It's ok, I'm angry. But you'll never understand. You dream of Miche
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Cowboys on the road tonight. Crying in their sleep. If I was a hungry man. With a gun in my hand. And some promises to keep. . Wanted to change the world. Watch as easy as murder. It's all hea
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Bài hát Scarecrow - Counting Crows. Mary steers clear of the men from space. Back alley kid with an American face. She wants the wine, he brings a case. To carry them on through. (I said) you know
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A picture of Amsterdam. Bare trees under glass. Framed. In the afternoon light. Of a winter long past. When I was a raiser. To Dublin I'd roam. She was a bareback rider. Some miles from home.
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November promises it seems,. Of broken February dreams. That don't come true. Until you remember me. I don't remember you. Were you the one who liked to sing?. Or just some other one. It's stra
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I sold my piano. It couldn't come with me. I locked up my bedroom. And I walked out into the air. When nothing I needed. Is left there behind me. I walk out through the shadows. Of Washington S
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Dancing like the nights. Are down in nashville. But i seem to know. The ghosts who like to run. I got a call to go. To a late night picture show. So i traded in the darkness. And i'm already th
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All dressed up. No place to go. Hey monkey, when you gonna show your face around me?. I know all the wrongs and rights. And I just want a little light to fall on me. Hey monkey, where you been?.
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Verse. Mary steers clear of the men from space. Back alley kid with an American face. She wants the wine, he brings a case. To carry them on through. I said you know what I know about the bedroom
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I'm a Russian Jew American. Impersonating African Jamaican What I want to be is an Indian. I'm gonna be a cowboy in the end. I guess I bought a gun. Because it impresses all the litle girls I see.
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Have you seen the little pieces of the people we have been?. Little pieces blowing' gently on the wind. They have flown down California. They have landed in L. A. Little pieces slowly settling on
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Close the door on a short night. Lift the lid on the daylight. 609 West Tennessee time. And I buy all my days At the same place where the girl sells her nights. To a God of ocean tides. All night
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I was born again a little north of Disney Land. Somewhere under Wonderland and Hollywood. But then I had to go skipping and diving and bouncing back to New York City. Straight through the heart of
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Waiting for the moon to come and light me up inside. And I am waiting for the telephone to tell me I'm alive. Well I heard you let somebody get their fingers into you. It's getting cold in Californ
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I stepped out the front door into winter and the world outside. I stepped out the door to New York City, my hair was barely dry. I could not remember where I was going, so I went back inside Nothing