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Rage in the cage. And piss upon the stage. There's only one sure way. To bring the giant down. Defunct the strings. Of cemetary things. With one flat foot. On the devil's wing. . Crawl on me
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Song Sawing On The Strings - Alison Krauss. Way back in the mountains. Way back in the hills. There used to live a mountaineer. They called him fiddlin' Will He could play 'most anything. And
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Song Walk On The Wild Side - Lou Reed. Holly came from Miami F. L. A. Hitch-hiked her way across the U. S. A. Plucked her eyebrows on the way. Shaved her legs and then he was a she. She said, hey
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Bài hát Goodbye Jimmy Reed - Bob Dylan. I live on a street named after a Saint. Women in the churches wear powder and paint. Where the Jews and the Catholics and the Muslims all pray. I can tell
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in step,. We could keep on teasing, we could mine the depths (oh),. We could talk for hours or we could make it up,. We could call it fleeting, we could call it. Les love, les ***, les drugs, les touch
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The man has a gun. He knows how to use it. Nine millimeter browning. Let's see what he can do. He'll point at your mouth. Say that he'll blow your brains out. Don't you mess with me. Carrying
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I've got no strings. To hold me down. To make me fret, or make me frown. I had strings. But now I'm free. There are no strings on me. Hi-ho the me-ri-o. That's the only way to go. I want the
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. Something inside of me started a symphony. ***! Went the strings of my heart 'Twas like a breath of spring, I heard a robin sing. About a nest set apart. All nature seemed to be in perfect harmony. ***
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start. Something inside of me started a symphony. ***! Went the strings of my heart 'Twas like a breath of spring, heard a robin sing. About a nest set apart. All nature seemed to be in perfect
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start. Something inside of me started a symphony. ***! Went the strings of my heart 'Twas like a breath of spring, heard a robin sing. About a nest set apart. All nature seemed to be in perfect
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I can't imagine a symphony, without strings. And what good are tennis shoes, without strings. One without the other just can't be complete. What about us, what about you and me Without strings
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You are my reason to live All I own I would give. Just to have you adore me. . Till the moon deserts the sky Till the all the seas run dry Till then I'll worship you. Till the tropic sun turns
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I wonder should I go or should I stay. The band had only one more song to play. And then I saw you out the corner of my eye. A little girl, alone and so shy I had the last waltz with you. Two
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My love said to me. "A hero you'll be. If you bring me the rose of love". So, today I must go where the wide rivers flow. Down from the hills above. From beginning to end. Who will guide me, my
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heroin. . Better real live bleeding fingers. Broken guitar strings. . I climbed all the way inside. Your tragedy. I got behind. The majesty. . Of the different shapes. In every note. The
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. But they got no gun now. Get dressed up, get a little risky. Got to do a little S & M, these days. It's all in fun now Les boys come on again. For the high class whores. And the businessmen. Who
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