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And I was a boy from school. Helplessly helping all the rules. And there was a boy at school. Hopelessly wrestling all his fools. . And there was a girl at school. Blaming all the words she
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save an extra paper, and doesn't. The laundry that tells you your suit will be ready on Thursday and it isn't. Love, well yes, but like everything else, we go from day to day,. We move from promise to
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You know what I'd like. I'd like to wake up miles from here. A cabin in the words somewhere. With a rocking chair. . You know what I'd like. To drive from here to Santa Fe. And leave my past
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Intro. Kids on whizz, darlings on Charlie. Don't go back to him. Verse 1. Charlie's been asking for ya. He said that you and him ain't spoken for a while. I caught him down the local nightclub on the
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" said the crowd. From down below. . "But. the world's on fire" cried the madman. From the steeple spire. "You're a liar" cried the crown. From down below. . The madman climbed the steeple spire
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tiBagpipes From Baghdad. arEminem. al. Eminem - Bagpipes From Baghdad. oh, its music to my ears. oh man, how can i describe, the way i feel. fuckin' great man. ok, let me see. how could i begin
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Pain from pearls, hey little girl. How much have you grown?. Pain from pearls, hey little girl. Flowers for the ones you've known Are you on fire?. From the years. What would you give for your
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Song Sweetheart From Venezuela - Harry Belafonte. Juanita my darlin' you sure you love me. (Si, seor). You feel in your heart you would marry to me. (Si, seor). You promise to love me the rest of
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of the world. I'll meet you, I swear. I'm staking my claim. Remember my name You're gonna hear from me Fortune smiles. On the road before me. I'm Fortune's child. Listen, world, you can't ignore
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think that I should ask her to. 'Coz it doesn't quite seem right. You see these are the lips that kiss my kids goodnight Though my baby only aims to please. I can't let her see the freak in me. 'Coz
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From the unrelenting beat of a pounding drum. (Come anew). From the seizing breast of a wicked beast. (We survive). In the hallowed marriage of sound and revolt. (Come anew). To the hollowed
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. Your abuse will end right here. No longer will your family fear. A gunshot to head of trepidation. My promise if you ever lay a finger. Just look at the scars you make. Your terror makes your kids break
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racists. The days where we care less about the things that really matter. But slow down kids, don't take the piss. His wrist was almost shattered. . Closing time, closing time. About the things you do
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. Without another human being in sight. Just kids wasted on. Something in the night Nothing is forgotten or forgiven. When it's your last time around. I got stuff running around 'round my head. That I
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. While she says she′s on her own. I′ll be pacin on the phone. Sneakin on the train come back. Awful sick and tired of the gang. She comes from nothing. Hopin for a taste of fame. She′s got a birthmark. A
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Who needs money? Not me. Who needs fortune or fame?. I don't need a new career. A sympathetic ear, a name All I need is time to play. Only want the game. Point me to the Mike. I know what I
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This be a message to the ghetto when will this * stop. We lost 2 ill niggaz BIG and 2Pac. This goes to all of us so peep the session from your nigga. You can be loved by millions but one clown
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. Command the gods, . Destroy the gods. . Order the sun to fall from the sky, . So you can keep us in the dark, . For the rest of our lives, . Demand the oceans to freeze and ice. So you can walk upon
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Keeping my eyes on the road. I see you. Keeping my hands on the wheel. I hold you. . 99 miles from L. A. I kiss you, I miss you. Please be there. . Passing a white sandy beach. We're
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Keeping my eyes on the road. I see you. Keeping my hands on the wheel. I hold you. . 99 miles from L. A. I kiss you, I miss you. Please be there. . Passing a white sandy beach. We're
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Keeping my eyes on the road I see you,. Keeping my hands on the wheel I hold you,. Ninety-nine miles from L. A. I kiss you, I miss you,. Please be there. Passing a white sandy beach we're
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out of shape. I was naked in the clothes you made. Lips were dry, throat like rust. You gave me shelter from the heat and the dust. No more water in the well. No more water, water. . Angel
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Song Wichita Lineman(Live From Ryman Auditorium) - Glen Campbell. I am a lineman for the county and I drive the main road. Searchin' in the sun for another overload. I hear you singin' in the wire, I
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seems. You take more from me. So I'm saying nothing. Each day taking that much more. As I'm screaming all my pain. You will be there counting . It's funny how we've just started. They get the money
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seems. You take more from me. So I'm saying nothing. Each day taking that much more. As I'm screaming all my pain. You will be there counting . It's funny how we've just started. They get the money
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seems. You take more from me. So I'm saying nothing. Each day taking that much more. As I'm screaming all my pain. You will be there counting . It's funny how we've just started. They get the money
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Horsemen raised from the light. Omens filled with dread. Desecration I beheld. World of men gone mad The final age that comes to pass. Apocalypse is here at last. A call to arms, the end to all
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(Irving Berlin). . God Bless America. Land that I love. Stand beside her,. And guide her,. Through the night. With the light from Above. Yeah!
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. Hearing the sound of the. Man's head dropping to the floor. . Falling axe. Sprays blood on the wall. Another head to the top of the mound. Quiet whining echoes from the walls. The last words before
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mind. From the breaking of the day to the middle of the night. All the time. (From the breaking of the day to the middle of the night, all the time). From the breaking of the day to the middle of the
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Under the braw city night. And under the warm summer light. The evening begins. The day's been lightened with song. As glad as the winter is long. And so we begin As far as the stars are from
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The night was so different from all the rest. And a silence covers the Earth;. The stars have no glimmer, the moon tries to hide,. For in death lies the man of their birth. Chorus Then a stone
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Where you going? It's hard to keep up. You're moving so fast, leaving me behind. Give me an hour, that's all I need. It's now or never, I'm running out of time. The seconds are relentless, I'm