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Revolution in their minds - the children start to march. Against the world which they have to live in. Oh! The hate that's in their hearts. They're tired of being pushed around and told just what
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Bài hát We Are All Children - Air Supply. We are all children covered in mud. Bound by the sacred and searching for love. We are all children adrift on the sea. Searching for someone, say come back
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Revolution in their minds - the children start to march. Against the world which they have to live in. Oh! The hate that's in their hearts. They're tired of being pushed around and told just what
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Revolution in their minds - the children start to march. Against the world which they have to live in. Oh! The hate that's in their hearts. They're tired of being pushed around and told just what
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Revolution in their minds - the children start to march. Against the world which they have to live in. Oh! The hate that's in their hearts. They're tired of being pushed around and told just what
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Revolution in their minds - the children start to march. Against the world which they have to live in. Oh! The hate that's in their hearts. They're tired of being pushed around and told just what
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Revolution in their minds - the children start to march. Against the world which they have to live in. Oh! The hate that's in their hearts. They're tired of being pushed around and told just what
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Revolution in their minds - the children start to march. Against the world which they have to live in. Oh! The hate that's in their hearts. They're tired of being pushed around and told just what
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Revolution in their minds - the children start to march. Against the world which they have to live in. Oh! The hate that's in their hearts. They're tired of being pushed around and told just what
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Revolution in their minds - the children start to march. Against the world which they have to live in. Oh! The hate that's in their hearts. They're tired of being pushed around and told just what
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Come Little Children, I'll Take Thee Away. Into A Land Of Enchantment. Come Little Children. The Time's Come To Play. Here In My Garden Of Shadows. Follow Sweet Children, I'll Show Thee The Way
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Well you can bump and grind. And it's good for your mind. Well you can twist and shout. Let it all hang out But you won't fool the children of the revolution. No you won't fool the children of
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Song Children Of The Light - Jackson 5, Michael Jackson. Children of the Light, oh. Children of the Light, oh. People work and people talk. And think that their alive. But ask them what their life's
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, bells won't be ringin'. Who really cares?. Who's willing to try to save a world. That's destined to die. When I look at the world it fills me with sorrow. Little children today are really gonna
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, bells won't be ringin'. Who really cares?. Who's willing to try to save a world. That's destined to die. When I look at the world it fills me with sorrow. Little children today are really gonna
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Song Children Of The Light - Jackson 5, Michael Jackson. Children of the Light, oh. Children of the Light, oh. People work and people talk. And think that their alive. But ask them what their life's
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, bells won't be ringin'. Who really cares?. Who's willing to try to save a world. That's destined to die. When I look at the world it fills me with sorrow. Little children today are really gonna
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her. Whining mouth, but you Somehow supply. All the demands that never seem to end. You try to withstand. All of her moods, her childish attitudes Only for the children. I'll keep love alive
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Children of this time She spends one evening alone, she's on fire. Thinkin' of you in a dream. You come home and she says you're a liar. Asking where have you been But she's the angel of your
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Children go where I send thee. How shall I send thee? I'm gonna send thee two by two. Two by Paul and Silas. One by the little bitty baby. Born, born, born in Bethlehem Children go where I send
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Unto us a son is given. Unto us a son is given. Unto us a son is given. Unto us a child is born. Tonight the stars shine for the children. And light the way for dreams to fly. Tonight our love
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Motherless children have a hard time when mother is dead, lord. Motherless children have a hard time when mother is dead, lord. They don't have anywhere to go;. Wandering around from door to door
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Children go where I send thee. How shall I send thee? Well, I'm gonna send thee one by one. One for the little, bitty baby. Wrapped in swaddling clothing. Lying in a manger He was born, born
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think alone. be happy children. think upon think alone. be happy children Sleep now, say a thing tight. been researched of what tomorrow might bring. be happy children. for my love the'res no limit
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I'd sing more about moral of this land. But all God's children ain't free. I'd open up every door I can. 'Cause all God's children ain't free I met a beaten broken man. He shovels dirt but got no
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Dear children go where I send thee. How shall I send thee?. Oh, where I send thee. How shall I send thee?. . I'm gonna send thee one by one. One was a little bitty baby. Born of the Virgin
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helpin. Knowing he'd understand. Deliver your children to the good good life. Give'em peace and shelter and a fork and knife. Shine a light in the morning and a light at night. And if a thing goes
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ancient eyes. . What do you see?. Knowing what the power of your future could be. To fall and then to rise. It's knowing how it was and how that sets you free. . All the children will send out. Love
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ancient eyes. . What do you see?. Knowing what the power of your future could be. To fall and then to rise. It's knowing how it was and how that sets you free. . All the children will send out. Love
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echo of a hollow sound Where do the children go. Between the bright night and the darkest day?. Where do the children go. And who's that deadly piper who leads them away? Together we make our way
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will it warm. Bare, so bare this ole earth we live on. Won't cha tell me who has done the harm. Sparrows song, tell me will it fly away. Will our children. Will our children have a place to play
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Bài hát The Children Sing - Story Of The Year. Don't take this world away from me. Don't take this world away from me. Don't take this. Don't take this world away from me. Don't take this world away
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Well, well, well, ah. A motherless children have a hard time. Motherless children have a hard time, Mother's dead. They'll not have anywhere to go,. Wanderin around from door to door. Have a
