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Behind the man Behind the tree. Behind the man. Behind the fence. Behind the way of pure deceit. Behind the way I take offence. Behind the face. Behind the glass. Behind the first. Behind the
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This day is not my life. The passing time is not my life. The thorn that's in my side. Is all these scenes that we regret. The wasted words we can't forget. Through the windows of my room. I
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in all the walls and all the windows. And the flies, they find their way in through the screens. I just pray that hope will go on living. In this house of a thousand dreams She says, My husband's a
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concrete. Meditate with all the bums on Vine Street. No more running, no more hiding in the house of the dead. I think I'll grow some dreads. . I believe in the sanctity of dreams. No more running from
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concrete. Meditate with all the bums on Vine Street. No more running, no more hiding in the house of the dead. I think I'll grow some dreads. . I believe in the sanctity of dreams. No more running from
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I walk along the street of sorrow . The boulevard of broken dreams . Where gigolo and gigalette . Can take a kiss without regret . So they forget their broken dreams . You laugh tonight and cry
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Once upon a time in the land of misty satin dreams. There stood a house and a man who painted nature scenes. He painted trees and fields and animals and streams and he stayed. And he didn't hear
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- blacken eye,. The mark of the wolf and the sign of the calf,. Angels bleed down above the raft,. . We all pray for 20 innocents,. We all bow down 20 innocents,. We all hang high - 20 innocents,. We
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Ground rice, sugar, vinegar, seco salt, macaroni too,. Cook of the house,. I'm the cook of the house. No matter where I serve my guests,. They seem to like the kitchen best cause I'm the cook of
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Ground rice, sugar, vinegar, seco salt, macaroni too,. Cook of the house,. I'm the cook of the house. No matter where I serve my guests,. They seem to like the kitchen best cause I'm the cook of
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Ground rice, sugar, vinegar, seco salt, macaroni too,. Cook of the house,. I'm the cook of the house. No matter where I serve my guests,. They seem to like the kitchen best cause I'm the cook of
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Song The Face Behind the Scream - John Cooper Clarke. this case appears to be urgent. kindly pull the screen. cosmetic surgeon. the son of mr. sheen. is jerry building versions. of the face behind
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1. I walk along the street of sorrow -. The boulevard of broken dreams -. Where Gigolo and Gigolette -. Can take a kiss without regret -. and so forget their broken dreams. 2. You laugh today
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, together me and you With dreams and hopes of things to come we worked and never stopped. Not much time for you and me, we had to reach the top. We bought that big two story house and soon became the envy
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Song The House Of Blue Lights - Merrill Moore. Lace up your your boots and a-broom on down. To a knocked-out shack on the edge of town. An eight-beat combo that just won't quit. Keep a-walking till
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I walk along the street of sorrow. The boulevard of broken dreams. Where gigolo and gigolette. Can take a kiss without regret. So they forget their broken dreams You laugh tonight and cry
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?. She picks up her apron in little girl-fashion. As something comes into her mind. Slowly starts dancing rememb'ring her girlhood. And all of the boys she had waiting in line. Oh, such are the dreams
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I've worked since then. To please the men. At the house of the rising sun. . There is a house. Down in new orleans. They call the rising sun. Its been the ruin of many a good girl. And oh god
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I've worked since then. To please the men. At the house of the rising sun. . There is a house. Down in new orleans. They call the rising sun. Its been the ruin of many a good girl. And oh god
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far. Maybe you know where you are fightin' fire with fire All wet hey you might need a raincoat. Shakedown dreams walking in broad daylight. Three hundred sixty five degrees. Burning down the house
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got away. And one of these dreams the dead didn't stay. . This is a house where crime scene's staged. The burning black book of fear tore out a page. This is a room where crime scene's staged
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we're walking down the street of dreams The dead beats and the dispossesed. The seekers of unlikeliness. The beauty walk on and on. With the beast tomight (chorus) Down the street of dreams. We walk
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Bài hát House Of Blue Lights - George Thorogood & The Destroyers. . Pull up your jeans and we will truck on down. A knocked out joint at the edge of town. A real homecoming for all you cats. You
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The world on your shoulders. The love of your mother. The fear of the future. The best years behind you. The world is getting older. The times they fall behind you. The need it still grows
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and "brough you all my dreeam!". . Sample playin "It's cuz I love you!". . Verse 2. I had dreams of fuckin' an R'n'B bitch like Mya. When I saw dat ass on a front of that King. Read the article
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?. I was eighteen, still talking to myself. Where were you? Where'd you go?. Daddy can't ya tell?. I'm not tryin to fake it. And I ain't the one to blame. No there's no one home. In my house of
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embraces. Over the sea on the island of dreams. . High in the sky is a bird on a wing. Please carry me with you. Far far away from the mad rushing crowd. Please carry me with you. . Again I would
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embraces. Over the sea on the island of dreams. . High in the sky is a bird on a wing. Please carry me with you. Far far away from the mad rushing crowd. Please carry me with you. . Again I would
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. A million light years away from me. Straight for the eye of destiny. Reaching the point of tears Behind the dreams of mastery. Love dies silently. Torn to the flesh as the fire bleeds. Echoes of
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The world on your shoulders. The love of your mother. The fear of the future. The best years behind you The world is getting older. The times they fall behind you. The need it still grows
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Intro. The house of (The house of). The house of (The house of). The house of (The house of). The house of (The house of). The house of (The house of). The house of (The house of). The house of (The
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Verse 1. What's the missing puzzle piece. That's gonna make me whole?. Is it some kind of alchemy. Turning lead to gold?. Shifted priorities. Shaking up my house. A deep dive on a memory. Got me
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(Behind the groove). There's another side inside of you. (Behind the groove). We can make your wildest dreams come true. . So get on up. (Behind the groove). And shake your body. (Get behind
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(Behind the groove). There's another side inside of you. (Behind the groove). We can make your wildest dreams come true. . So get on up. (Behind the groove). And shake your body. (Get behind
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(Behind the groove). There's another side inside of you. (Behind the groove). We can make your wildest dreams come true. . So get on up. (Behind the groove). And shake your body. (Get behind
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(Behind the groove). There's another side inside of you. (Behind the groove). We can make your wildest dreams come true. . So get on up. (Behind the groove). And shake your body. (Get behind
