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You're so young and you know so much. Heaven help us all from the tales you tell. You're so old and innocent as Hell. How I love your questions, you queen of the new year Oh, you're so young and
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Its late enough to go drivin. And see what's mine. That's a study of dying. How to do it right. Youre a holy roller. Get your bed in the loose. If you're hanging around. I'm holdin the noose
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Its late enough to go drivin. And see what's mine. That's a study of dying. How to do it right. Youre a holy roller. Get your bed in the loose. If you're hanging around. I'm holdin the noose
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Its late enough to go drivin. And see what's mine. That's a study of dying. How to do it right. Youre a holy roller. Get your bed in the loose. If you're hanging around. I'm holdin the noose
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You're so young. And you know so much. Heaven help us all. From the tales you tell. You're so old. And innocent as hell. How I love your questions. You Queen of the New Year. Oh you're so
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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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Spoke the Queen of Dreams. I was Lord of the Forest. Walked within her paths. Sheltered within her bowers. Pine needles for my pillow. The dove my only true friend. I was Lord of the Forest
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Follow trails of you to here. Every mile takes you my way. Rolling faster if we can. Roll. Tables turnin all the time. I'm the dog at your feet. Out of sight and out of time. Yours. You're
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so long. I saw only wrong. But now to remind. Its a waste of time. . Close your eyes and see the skies are falling. . I wanted something. Nothing blank I don't know. Its all deflecting
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mind. . Still I hold your hand. Wrapped as if a ring. We of flesh & blood are only carrying. It's so hard to. . Well, you know. . The seed waits for the reaper to sew. Every breath an art. The
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mind. . Still I hold your hand. Wrapped as if a ring. We of flesh & blood are only carrying. It's so hard to. . Well, you know. . The seed waits for the reaper to sew. Every breath an art. The
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mind. . Still I hold your hand. Wrapped as if a ring. We of flesh & blood are only carrying. It's so hard to. . Well, you know. . The seed waits for the reaper to sew. Every breath an art. The
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so long. I saw only wrong. But now to remind. Its a waste of time. . Close your eyes and see the skies are falling. . I wanted something. Nothing blank I don't know. Its all deflecting
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classy. But it's easy to see that She shines like a diamond, thinks she's a queen. When she's hanging on the shoulders of cocaine kings. She's got a lot of daddy's money and a line on the sink. So she
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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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pull through the eye,. What was and what will are now gone. . Don't sweat it,. Thread it, to forget it. To feel like you've already gone on,. To the rest of,. The rest of the life that you've got
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Well, you can talk about your Julie and your Peggy Sue. You can keep your Miss Molly and your Mary Lou. Can your prom do the chicken or doin' the bop?. I got a girl they call the queen of the hop
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you. And the cool promise of ecstasy fills the air. At the end of each working day she's waiting there I'm in love with the Queen of the Supermarket. As the evening sky turns blue. A dream awaits in
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you. And the cool promise of ecstasy fills the air. At the end of each working day she's waiting there I'm in love with the Queen of the Supermarket. As the evening sky turns blue. A dream awaits in
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She said I'll throw myself away,. They're just photos after all. I can't make you hang around. I can't wash you off my skin. Outside the frame, is what were leaving out. You wont remember anyway
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She said I'll throw myself away,. They're just photos after all. I can't make you hang around. I can't wash you off my skin. Outside the frame, is what were leaving out. You wont remember anyway
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queen of disaster, disaster. Got me spinning like a ballerina, you’re the bad boy that I always dreamed of. You’re the king and baby, I’m the queen of disaster, disaster. My mascara thick, I think I’ll
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. What the hell were they thinking of. You know why. . repeat chorus
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The walls are closing in again, oh well. The walls are closing in again, oh well. I seen some thing I thought I never saw. Covered in hair (hair). Paul's dad is warped and bubbling, oh well
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The walls are closing in again, oh well. The walls are closing in again, oh well. I seen some thing I thought I never saw. Covered in hair (hair). Paul's dad is warped and bubbling, oh well
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You're so young. And you know so much. Heaven help us all. From the tales you tell. You're so old. And innocent as hell. How I love your questions. You Queen of the New Year. Oh you're so
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You're so young. And you know so much. Heaven help us all. From the tales you tell. You're so old. And innocent as hell. How I love your questions. You Queen of the New Year. Oh you're so
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fame,. All the rest seems like work. Its just like Diamonds. In *. . I'm high class I'm a *,. Actually both,. Basically I'm a pro,. We've all got our own style. (of baggage),. Why hump
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Once you're lost in twillights's blue. You don't find your way, the way finds you. . Tempt the fates, beware the smile. It hides all the teeth, my dear,. What's behind them. . So glad you
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Who'll be the next in line?. Who'll be the next in line for heartache?. Who'll make the same mistakes I made over you?. Who'll be the next in line?. Who'll be the next in line for you
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I thought I saw him on the video. A trance is keeping him under. I know that God is in the radio. Checkin the station. I'm glad I caught it from me to you. Just a call in the medium. I know
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I thought I saw him on the video. A trance is keeping him under. I know that God is in the radio. Checkin the station. I'm glad I caught it from me to you. Just a call in the medium. I know
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on the vine. . Run, darling Run. I'll stall them if I can,. You'll escape and I'll be left rotting on the vine. . Avert the childrens eyes,. Forget left untold,. Don't look back to see,. The
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Song The Golden Age of Rock 'n' Roll - Mott The Hoople. Everybody hazy shell-shocked and crazy . Screaming for the face at the window. Jeans for the genies dresses for the dreamies. Fighting for a
