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The sky turns grey and fades to dark. The leaf hangs in mid air. An open window lets in the cold. Time stands like a century (I feel you). . There's nothing left but everything remains. To
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always changing. - My favorite view of this world. As he died, he will return to die in me again. Weaving the cloth, giving birth to the Century Child. Who gave his life not for the world but for me
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dead to the world. . Dead, silent, constant. Yet always changing. - My favorite view of this world. . As he died, he will return to die in me again. Weaving the cloth, giving birth to the Century
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dead to the world. . Dead, silent, constant. Yet always changing. - My favorite view of this world. . As he died, he will return to die in me again. Weaving the cloth, giving birth to the Century
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dead to the world. . Dead, silent, constant. Yet always changing. - My favorite view of this world. . As he died, he will return to die in me again. Weaving the cloth, giving birth to the Century
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house before she stops and lays a little on you. If you ever let her in your door it takes 20 million units. Or more to cure the love that Penicillin Penny's gonna lay on you (c)1972 Tro-Essex Music Ltd.
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(Winwood/Capaldi). . When the eagle flies you'd better watch your eyes. He's gonna sweep everything in his path. And when the heavens cry it's gonna drown the sky. And you'll get caught in the
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I'm livin' in the 21st century, doin' something mean to it. Do it better than anybody ya ever seen do it. Screams from the haters, got a nice ring to it. I guess every superhero need his theme music
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dead to the world. . Dead, silent, constant. Yet always changing. - My favorite view of this world. . As he died, he will return to die in me again. Weaving the cloth, giving birth to the Century
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dead to the world. . Dead, silent, constant. Yet always changing. - My favorite view of this world. . As he died, he will return to die in me again. Weaving the cloth, giving birth to the Century
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Bài hát 20Th Century Blues - Noël Coward. Twentieth century blues. Are getting me down. Blues —. Escape those weary. Twentieth century blues. Why,. If there's a God in the sky,. Why shouldn't He grin
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It's only been an hour. Since he locked her in the tower. The time has come. He must be undone. By the morning. . Many times before. The tyrant's opened up the door. Then someone cries
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have such amazing talent. I'm twenty years short of a century. And the best years are in the balance As a baby his mother had fed him frogs. And a wide assortment of lizards. It made him tough and
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Something inside of me. Feels like I've been wanting you forever. There'll never be another century. There's no time to think about the weather When there's something inside of me. Something
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Something inside of me. Feels like I've been wanting you forever. There'll never be another century. There's no time to think about the weather When there's something inside of me. Something
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I'm livin' in the 21st century, doin' something mean to it. Do it better than anybody ya ever seen do it. Screams from the haters, got a nice ring to it. I guess every superhero need his theme music
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sluts are dancin' in hell. Oh yeah!. Into the twentieth century yeah!. Aw poor baby. Poor baby. Yeah you've all bit the dust, ha ha. Ain't no soul comin' back motherf***er. Woo. Aah. Into the void. Aw
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. But it really wasn't nothing but some water and potatoes. And the wonderful, wonderful soupstone (c)1972 Tro-Essex Music Ltd.
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where it scratches. Freakin' at the freaker's ball, y'all. We're freakin' at the freaker's ball We're at a ball. We're freakin' at the freaker's ball (c) 1973 Tro-Essex Music Ltd.
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where it scratches. Freakin' at the freaker's ball, y'all. We're freakin' at the freaker's ball We're at a ball. We're freakin' at the freaker's ball (c) 1973 Tro-Essex Music Ltd.
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