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Song Back To The Simple Things . Singer Don Williams. It' so easy to get all caught up. In the fast pace of this modern age. Makes you wonder if were making progress. Or just losing who we are
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that I now rarely use. Though sometime in the course of a day. I go racing back like a man possessed. By the wide-eyed and laughing daughters of some different age
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a rampage. Spitting pain and fables onto a new page. Around the corner, I'm coming. There ain't no use in you running. And now I'm pushing the button into a new age The whole world is waiting for
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?. Everyone is shouting. But I can't hear a sound No one wants to act their age. Take a pill, join the rave. Living fast, dying young. Twenty seven years of too much fun Vietnam, the markets crashed. Brian
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scrolls and inscriptions like those of the Egyptian age. And one of these days the Hoover factory. Is gonna be all the rage in those fashionable pages. . Five miles out of London on the Western Avenue
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rest, I could persuade you". "I'm not your typical, stoned 18 year old. Give me a night I'll make you". "I know you're looking for salvation in the secular age, but girl I'm not your savior. ". Wrestle
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tiAll In One. arBebel Gilberto. alAll In One. All In One-Bebel Gilberto. You, beyond my dreams. And everything above. Among the stars and love. You shine brighter than it all. My all in one. And for
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I had finally beat my nerve to watch her on the stage. Removing all her clothes, revealing only age. Some men stared with a stun, some sat in married guilt. That night I chewed a brick for ideals
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. And age. For all. And not for one. All lies. And secrets. Put on. Put on and on. . This is the working hour. We are paid by those who learn by our mistakes. . And fear is such a vicious thing
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. And age. For all. And not for one. All lies. And secrets. Put on. Put on and on. . This is the working hour. We are paid by those who learn by our mistakes. . And fear is such a vicious thing
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. And age. For all. And not for one. All lies. And secrets. Put on. Put on and on. . This is the working hour. We are paid by those who learn by our mistakes. . And fear is such a vicious thing
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I was dancing in heaven, you were keeping time. Then I read your letter, sent shivers down my spine. Said our love was over, I was not the one. If it lasts forever, forever wouldn't be much fun
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I was dancing in heaven, you were keeping time. Then I read your letter, sent shivers down my spine. Said our love was over, I was not the one. If it lasts forever, forever wouldn't be much fun
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(Bator/James). I got the feeling - hey. Whoops - hey. Now. world powers. collided in the final stage. History. Black castle remnants. of the indrustrial age. Secret war exploded into nuclear
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man pulled up. Who owned the bar. In a Cadillac Deville. He grabbed her by her raven hair. And threw her on the floor. Said no free ride for the cowboys. That ain't what I pay you for She jumped
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Well the mouth is open. And the noise comes out. Ain't no reason for it. Just a need to shout. It's malnutrition. We could fall apart. It's never delicate. Just something from the iron age
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Well the mouth is open. And the noise comes out. Ain't no reason for it. Just a need to shout. It's malnutrition. We could fall apart. It's never delicate. Just something from the iron age
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Well the mouth is open. And the noise comes out. Ain't no reason for it. Just a need to shout. It's malnutrition. We could fall apart. It's never delicate. Just something from the iron age