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For we're livin' in a safety zone. Don't be holdin' back from me. We're livin' from hour to hour down here. And we'll take it when we can It's a kind of livin' which recognizes. The death of the o
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There is a happy land where only children live. They don't have the time to learn the ways Of you sir, Mr. Grownup. There's a special place in the rhubarb fields underneath the leaves. It's a secr
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London bye, ta ta, strange, young town. London bye, ta ta, brought me down. Don't like your new face, that's not nice. Got to go far, far, London bye, ta ta Gigi, Gigi take me away. Gigi, Gigi tak
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White boys falling on the fires of night. (I wish you'd tell, I wish you'd tell). Flesh punks burning in their glue. Revolution comes in the strangest way. (I wish you'd tell, I wish you'd tell).
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Nothing remains. We could run. When the rain slows. Look for the cars or signs of life. Where the heat goes. Look for the drifters. We should crawl under the bracken. Look for the shafts of lig
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Swinging on the back porch. Jumping off a big log. Pablo's feeling better now. Hanging by his finger nails. . Swinging on the back porch. Jumping off a big log. Pablo's feeling better now. Han
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Silver leaves are spinning round. Take my hand as we go down and down and down. Looking for water. But I lost God in a New York minute. Don't know about you but my heart's not in it. (Looking loo
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Nothing remains. We could run when the rain slows. Look for the cars or signs of life. Where the heat goes Look for the drifters. We should crawl under the bracken. Look for the shafts of light.
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Better take care. I think I better go, I better get a room. Better take care of me. Again and again. I think about this and I think about personal history Better take care. I breathe so deep when
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Streets damp and warm. Empty smell metal. Weeds between buildings. Pictures on my hard drive Well I'm the luckiest guy. Not the loneliest guy Steam under floor. Shards by the mirrors frame. Clou
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Bài hát Breaking Glass - David Bowie. Baby, I've been. breaking glass. In your room again. Listen. Don't look at the carpet,. I drew something awful on it. See. You're such a wonderful person. But
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Montains of Lhasa are feeling the rain. People are walking the Botella lanes. Preacher takes the school. One boy breaks a rule. Silly boy blue, silly boy blue. . Yak butter statues that melt in
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Hold me tight. Keep me cool. Going mad. Don't know what to do. Do I need a friend?. Well, I need one now. . All the days of my life. All the days of my life. All the days I owe you. . All I
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Now some guys say they're legman. And other prefers blondes. And some guys go for tna. Of all these I am fall. But there's one thing that I earned for this much as true as I know. The women turns
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Just look through your window, look who sits outside. Little me is waiting, standing through the night. When you'll walk through your door I'll wave my flag and shout. . Oh, beautiful baby. My bu
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War made him a soldier. Little Frankie Mear. Peace left him a loser. The little bombardier. Lines of worry appeared with age. Unskilled hands that knew no trade. . Spent his time in the picture
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Bài hát Dollar Days - David Bowie. Cash girls suffer me, I’ve got no enemies. I’m walking down. It’s nothing to me. It’s nothing to see. If I never see the English evergreens I’m running to. It’s
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Oogie waits for just another day. Drags his bones to see the Yankees play. Bones boy talks and flickers gray. Oh, they slip away Once a time they nearly might have been. Bones and Oogie on a silve
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War made him a soldier. Little Frankie Mear. Peace left him a loser. The little bombardier. Lines of worry appeared with age. Unskilled hands that knew no trade. . Spent his time in the picture
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Heart's filthy lesson. Heart's filthy lesson. Heart's filthy lesson There's always the diamond friendly. Sitting in the Laugh hotel. The heart's filthy lesson. With her hundred miles to hell Oh,
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My name is Mr. Touchshriek. Of Touchshriek, mail over and fantasy. My shop sells egg shells off the shesores. And empty females. . I'm thinking of leasing the room above my shop. To a Mr. Wall
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Making a goal, life's a goal, life's a goal, and life's a. Making a goal, life's a goal, life's a goal, and life's a. Making a goal, life's a goal, life's a goal, and life's a And stomping along on
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Oh hideous year we angels have lead. We're dead, we're sick and hanging by thread. Get real, get real You can't stop meaningful teenage cries. From deep behind fifty year old eyes. Get real, get r
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Oh, yeah. Mmm. Still don't know what I was waitin' for. And my time was runnin' wild. A million dead end streets and. Every time I thought I'd got it made. It seemed the taste was not so sweet.
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Sister midnight. James Osterberg | David Bowie | Carlos Alomar Calling sister midnight. You've got me reaching for the moon. Calling sister midnight. You've got me playing the fool. Calling