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. Well Ezekiel went down and he got on board. Chariot went a bumpin' on down the road. Zeke wasn't so particular 'bout the bumpin' of the road. Just wanted to lay down his heavy load Why don't you swing
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my age. But I wouldn't like to say. . Mirror hopping days are a coarse reaction. Oh it's very hard to fight. I tried to find a plan of action. But I couldn't get it right. . Until you realise
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(swing on down, swing on down to me) - 2x. In the morning when the sun still shines. The last star lingers in the pale blue sky. That's when I know you're around. Said that's when I know you're
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windmills of your mind. . Like a tunnel that you follow to a tunnel on it's own. Down a hollow to a cavern where the sun has never shone. Like a door that keeps revolving in a half forgotten dream. Or
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. London calling, now don't look to us. Phony Beatlemania has bitten the dust. London calling, see we ain't got no swing. 'Cept for the ring of that truncheon thing The ice age is coming, the sun is
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. Phony Beatlemania has bitten the dust. London calling, see we ain't got no swing. 'Cept for the ring of that truncheon thing The ice age is coming, the sun is zooming in. Meltdown expected, the wheat
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. Phony Beatlemania has bitten the dust. London calling, see we ain't got no swing. 'Cept for the ring of that truncheon thing The ice age is coming, the sun is zooming in. Meltdown expected, the wheat
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your mind. The music's playing, it's a celebration, the music's playing,. Everybody dance to the beat of the rhythm of the night. Forget about the worries on your mind, you can leave them all behind
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your mind. The music's playing, it's a celebration, the music's playing,. Everybody dance to the beat of the rhythm of the night. Forget about the worries on your mind, you can leave them all behind
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' a celebration, love to stay high. We havin' a celebration, love to stay high Nigga blowing on that ayo, breakin' down them trees. I'm out the door with dro on the keys. Scooping up Chris and I'm
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Bài hát The Golden Age - Woodkid. Walking through the fields of gold. In the distance, bombs can fall. Boy we're running free. Facing light in the flow. And in the cherry trees. We're hiding from the
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look at us. All that phoney Beatlemania has bitten the dust. London calling, see we ain't got no swing. 'Cept for the ring of that truncheon thing The ice age is coming, the sun is zooming in
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the ice age She's got a heart and it's on fire. But how would they know. This cool blue flame will only expire. Out here in the snow She could melt the modern world. But she's just a modern girl. I
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, and now you want it. And then you need it, because I'll be there. Oh oh oh made a swing from mall. I drank so much gotta hit the floor. She dropped it low, I slapped it yo. And said this redfoo with the
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What the * is this?. My definition of a boombastic jazz style Here we go, are you ready for one other?. Dream Warriors' noise is new discover all. Once again with a new blend, so telephone a
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What the * is this?. My definition of a boombastic jazz style Here we go, are you ready for one other?. Dream Warriors' noise is new discover all. Once again with a new blend, so telephone a
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What the * is this?. My definition of a boombastic jazz style Here we go, are you ready for one other?. Dream Warriors' noise is new discover all. Once again with a new blend, so telephone a
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word Reich, say what you like. . We're the low Art Gloominati, and we aim to depress. The scabaret sacrilegends. This is the Golden Age of Grotesque. . We're the low Art Gloominati, and we aim to
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, . Celebration its around us, every nations, all around us . Singin forever young, singin songs underneath that sun . Lets rejoice in the beautiful game. . And together at the end of the day. . WE ALL SAY . When
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, hes at that dangerous age). And he will seconds of a frame. He starts to see. And takes the blame. And any chance he gets to run he goes far. In his car, very far She wears her skirt so much higher
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tiPorch Swing In Tupelo. arElton John. alPeachtree Road. offset500. Porch Swing In Tupelo. Elton John. There's a porch swing in Tupelo. In the shade of the south. Where the sweet honey drips off that
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Put your hands on the wheel. Let the golden age begin. Let the window down. Feel the moonlight on your skin. Let the desert wind. Cool your aching head. Let the weight of the world. Drift away
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Stretched to the core of galaxies. Distorted city grids. By a black hole of vanity. Blossoms the age of greed Beyond the laws of density. Towers of glass and steel. Temples and fragments of
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Song Black Celebration - Monster Magnet. Let's have a black celebration. Black Celebration. Tonight. To celebrate the fact. That we've seen the back. Of another black day. I look to you. How you
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Well, I've got a secret, I cannot say. Blame all the movement to give it away. You've got somethin', that I understand. Holding it tightly, caught on command. Leap of faith, do you doubt?. Cut
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I don't mean to make obscene. But even the mob, know what the hell I mean. The knot is tight, on my blindfold. I got my flesh full of blood, I hate rock 'n' roll. Some think too much, then come
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I don't mean to make obscene. But even the mob, know what the hell I mean. The knot is tight, on my blindfold. I got my flesh full of blood, I hate rock n roll. Some think too much, then come too
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I don't mean to make obscene. But even the mob, know what the hell I mean. The knot is tight, on my blindfold. I got my flesh full of blood, I hate rock n roll. Some think too much, then come too
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beat of the rhythm of the night. Oohh the rhythm of the night. Ooohh yeah. . Look there on Joes dance floor now. The party's just beginning. The music's playing. A celebration's starting
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beat of the rhythm of the night. Oohh the rhythm of the night. Ooohh yeah. . Look there on Joes dance floor now. The party's just beginning. The music's playing. A celebration's starting
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The screaming winds are begging, no choice, no options left. But to seek aid from the ancient ones, deserters of the coral legion. Memories from a golden age, unveiling knowledge to navigate by the
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Fighting the iron jaw of a hasted progress. Constructing the new life. Designed future for a hopeless path. Torn apart from nature. Dawn of a new age. Our earth changes face. Abandoned by light
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not the passing of the days. 'Cause like the song of the violin. You only grow sweeter with age Ooh, . in time you've gained a wisdom. That seems to elude the young. And each line that now marks your
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. (Shoop, he's at that dangerous age). . And he will seconds of a frame. He starts to see. And takes the blame. And any chance he gets to run he goes far. In his car, very far. . She wears her skirt
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So hot, so hot. This is the sound of the 30's One, two, one, two, three, four Gather round all you rug tatters. Because we're going to show you. What swing is all about. Oh yeah? Yeah. Yeah
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heard some corny birds who tried to sing. Still a cat's the only cat. Who knows how to swing. Who wants to dig a long-haired gig stuff like that?. When everybody wants to be a cat. A square with a horn
