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Frank Zappa (guitar, vocals). Mark Volman (vocals). Howard Kaylan (vocals). Jeff Simmons (bass). George Duke (keyboards). Ian Underwood (keyboards, alto saxophone). Aynsley Dunbar (drums
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Killing in the name of!. . Some of those that wear forces. Are the same that burn crosses. Some of those that wear forces. Are the same that burn crosses. Some of those that wear forces. Are
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Sioux vocals. Severin bass, vocals. Budgie drums, harmonica, vocals. Mcgeoch guitar. . This is the happy house-we're happy here in the happy house oh it's such fun. We've come to play in the
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, vocals). Ian underwood (piano, woodwinds). Motorhead sherwood (soprano, baritone saxophone). Suzy creamcheese (telephone). Dick barber (snorks) I'm gonna tell you the way it is. And I'm not gonna be
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Man watching city fall. The clock keeps on ticking. He doesn't know why. He's just cattle for slaughter The requiem. The requiem. The requiem When the meaningful words. When they cease to
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Man watching city fall. The clock keeps on ticking. He doesn't know why. He's just cattle for slaughter The requiem. The requiem. The requiem When the meaningful words. When they cease to
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, killing me softly with his song. I felt all flushed with fever, embarrassed by the crowd. I felt he found my letters and read each one out loud. I prayed that he would finish but he just kept right on
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She talks of supernatural aeons that we'll make. She says "Look behind the wave of changes". Feel the future taking shape I can see tomorrow, I can see the world to come. I can see tomorrow, hear
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She talks of supernatural aeons that we'll make. She says "Look behind the wave of changes". Feel the future taking shape I can see tomorrow, I can see the world to come. I can see tomorrow, hear
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where this goes. I let the wind take me. Into the unknown. No more hesitating. There is a clock in mind. We running out of time. Killing it goes so easily. I want to feel him breathe. I want his hands on
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, vocals). Ian underwood (piano, woodwinds). Motorhead sherwood (soprano, baritone saxophone). Suzy creamcheese (telephone). Dick barber (snorks) Mama! mama!. Someone said they made some noise. The
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. Killing me softly with his song. I felt all flushed with fever, Embarrassed by the crowd. I felt he found my letters,. And read each one out loud. I prayed that he would finish,. But he just kept right on
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Bài hát Killing Me Softly With His Song - Anne Murray. I heard he sang a good song . I heard he had a style. And so I came to see him. To listen for a while. And there he was this young boy. A
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with his song. Killing me softly with his song. Telling my whole life with his words. Killing me softly with his song. I felt all flushed with fever. Embarrassed by the crowd. I felt he found my letters
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Bài hát Killing Me Suflty - Susan Wong. Strumming my pain with his fingers. Singing my life with his words. Killing me softly with his song. Killing me softly with his song. Telling my whole life
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Strumming my pain with his fingers,. Singing my life with his words,. Killing me softly with his song,. Killing me softly with his song,. Telling my whole life with his words,. Killing me softly
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, with his words. killing me softly with his song. I felt all flushed. if he were embarressed by the crowd. I felt he found my letter and read each one out loud. I prayed that he was finished. but he just
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Frank zappa (guitar, vocals, drum machine). Steve vai (guitar, acoustic guitar). Ray white (guitar, vocals). Roy estrada (vocals). Bob harris (boy soprano). Ike willis (vocals). Bobby martin
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rise from my unconscious let it rise. get it out get it out get it out. behind the illusion of reality. are forces that speak to me. we will draw them out. we will cast them out. drink wines
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what's done is done. . Beyond the veil in dreams we fly, . To soar again and then to die. Weeping at disaster. Choirs of endless tear. Holy is the laughter that overcomes all your fears. . And did
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Frank Zappa (lead guitar, vocals). Mark Volman (vocals). Howard Kaylan (vocals). Jim Pons (bass, vocals). Don Preston (keyboards, electronics). Ian Underwood (keyboards, alto saxophone
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All across the scenes the statues crumble. We cherished the seconds, counted the days. And people move with lines across their faces. Embracing each other with a smile For sanity's sake, sanity's
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Nothing, is real, . Or is illusion, . Escape, from flesh, . Transcend the earthly. With fire, and chants, . Purification. Between, the worlds, . In this state of bliss. . Rapture. Rapture
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Frank zappa (lead guitar, vocals). Ike willis (rhythm guitar, vocals). Ray white (rhythm guitar, vocals). Steve vai (rhythm guitar, vocals). Warren cucurullo (rhythm guitar, vocals). Denny
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). Denny walley (slide guitar, vocals). Terry bozzio (drums) Sam with the showing scalp flat top,. Particular about the point it made. Why, when I was knee-high to a grasshopper,. This black juice came
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Eighties, I'm living in the eighties. Eighties, I have to push, I have to struggle. Eighties, get out of my way, I'm not for sale no more. Eighties, let's kamikaze till we get there And we sang
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Eighties, I'm living in the eighties. Eighties, I have to push, I have to struggle. Eighties, get out of my way, I'm not for sale no more. Eighties, let's kamikaze till we get there And we sang
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Frank zappa (guitar, vocals). Ian underwood (alto saxophone, piano). Bunk gardner (tenor saxophone, clarinet). Motorhead sherwood (baritone saxophone, tambourine). Roy estrada (bass, vocals
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I can survive the rat race honey. Time is money and money is honey, honey. My megabucks your symmetrical beauty. Together we can serve the nation - yeah! The quality of life filled us all with
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I can survive the rat race honey. Time is money and money is honey, honey. My megabucks your symmetrical beauty. Together we can serve the nation - yeah! The quality of life filled us all with
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Frank Zappa (lead guitar, vocals). Mark Volman (vocals). Howard Kaylan (vocals). Jim Pons (bass, vocals). Don Preston (keyboards, electronics). Ian Underwood (keyboards, alto saxophone
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I had hope. the halfway point in between progress and alone. forever more. I am a faded sweatshirt you forgot. was hanging on the closet door. but its all right its not the point. you enter
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(vocals) Crab-grass baby. Stroke me pompadour, pompaduooor, pompaduooor, pompaduooor. stroke me pompadour, father. stroke it nicely while I tell you about the problems I am having with my car an my