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Sons of the thief, sons of the saint. Who is the child with no complaint. Sons of the great or sons unknown. All were children like your own. The same sweet smiles, the same sad tears. The cries
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Song Thing To Do - The Sons Of Champlin. Listen to me baby. Listen to what I’ve got to say. You keep messin’ with another man. Gonna get it someday. Ain’t the thing to do. Listen to me baby. Listen
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Song Rooftop - The Sons Of Champlin. I got one thing to say to the Fool on the Hill. You’re gonna feel funny on a rooftop. The man just bought your hill, tomorrow the hammers and the drills. They’re
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brothers . . Sons of the gods today we shall die . Open Valhalla's door . Let the battle begin with swords in the wind . Hail Gods of War . . Solo . . Sons of Odin we for . By the hammer of Thor . Ride
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Song 1982-a - The Sons Of Champlin. Can you feel it coming?. It’s gonna set you back on your heels. It’s gonna sound like humming. And you’ll believe in how good it feels. And we’ll all be making
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Song Get High - The Sons Of Champlin. Can you see the sun at midnight in the morning?. Isn’t it bright?. And there is no one who’s giving you the warning. You’ll be all right. Just go ahead and get
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Song Black And Blue Rainbow - The Sons Of Champlin. Who wants to see. A black and blue rainbow?. Not you or me. But there are things we should know. There’s a reason for everything. And a season for
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Song Misery Isn'T Free - The Sons Of Champlin. I think I know what I’m doing but I haven’t been doing it right. It seems like every time I turn around I find myself feeling uptight. But every once in
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Song Hello Sunlight - The Sons Of Champlin. Hello sunlight. Come in sunlight. Look into my soul. Before I die I want the sky. To shoot down into me. I’m just lookin’. To be took in. To what I forgot
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Song Cowboy Night Herd Song - Roy Rogers, Sons Of The Pioneers. On night guard, I’m a ridin’. ‘Round a thousand bedded steers. And tonight my thoughts are slidin’. Down the trail of distant years
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Song Everywhere - The Sons Of Champlin. Ain’t got time to be pretty. I’m much too nitty-gritty. To be cool, calm and collected. I live my life my way. Feel good most every day. But I’m not too well
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Song Don'T Fight It, Do It - The Sons Of Champlin. If you feel it blowin’. Don’t bother ‘bout it showin’. In your eyes for the rest of your life. It’s in your soul it’s our bowl. It’s all one and the
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forgiven. Rolling away on a wheel of sevens Seems like the queen of Sheba. Voice through a blown speaker. One dropping bubble and Leslie. Calling me home like Haile Selassie Pilgrim beside the fire
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something here it's something warm. Something cuts and scars inside tonight. . Sons of pioneers are hungry men. . Every voice I hear sounds so familiar. Every song I know. Still there's been no change
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ar Mumford & Sons. ti Whispers In The Dark. al Babel Deluxe Ed. offset 0018. Artist Mumford and sons. Title Wishpers in the dark . Album Babel. You hold your truth so purely. Swerve not through the
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And in the middle of the night. I may watch you go. There'll be no value in the strength. Of walls that I have grown. There'll be no comfort in the shade. Of the shadows thrown. But I'd be yours if
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neighbor ain`t so rotten. 0219. 91. 0221. 21Someday we`ll learn to love. 0226. 09. 0357. 00It just takes a match to start a little fire. 0359. 73. 0400. 96It`s not as bright . 0402. 14as the light of the
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Day is dawning. Almost sounded like a warning. Wind was rushing through the trees almost falling. I never thought that I'd become. The proud father of my three sons. . Years of fragment
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filled. With the constant drone of the unfulfilled. But we'll never fall if we stand for something. We stand for something, yeah Yeah, we are the long forgotten sons. And daughters that don't belong to
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holds my eyes too bright. I can't see the others in my life. Were we too young. Our heads too strong. To bear the weight of these lover's eyes. 'Cause I feel numb beneath your tongue. Beneath the curse of
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We've taken care of everything. The words you hear, the songs you sing. The pictures that give pleasure to your eyes It's one for all and all for one. We work together, common sons. Never need to
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,. To field where he fell. Barrows he fears less than a single farewell. Why kneels a man,. On ruins of one throne,. When blood of her sons did build it alone. . First to reave, blood cleanse the
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you cry when I'm gone. I won't know if I'm doing you wrong. I'll never know if I'm doing you wrong. A constant reminder of where I can find her. A light that might give up the way. Is all that I'm
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work together, common sons. Never need to wonder how or why. . We are the priests. Of the temples of syrinx. Our great computers. Fill the hollowed halls. We are the priests. Of the temples of
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In the middle of the night, I may watch you go. There'll be no value in the strength of walls that I have grown. There'll be no comfort in the shade of the shadows thrown. But I'll be yours if
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There's only one we've all fought for. Give us your grace. We're the eager sons you bear and eat. with skies on your face. In all the flesh the craving lives for the embrace. of our cruel mother
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. But I write home laughing, look at me now, that the walls of my town they come crumbling down. And my ears hear the call of my unborn sons and I know their choices color all I've done. But I'll explain
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, unquenched, by peace. Curse the beauty, curse the queen So we come. To a place of no return. Yours is the face, that makes my body burn. And here is the name that our sons will learn. Curse the beauty
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In the fire, the king will come. Thunder rolls, piper and drum. Evil sons, overrun. Count their sins, judgment comes The checkerboard of nights and days. Man will die, man be saved. The sky will
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Bài hát Top Of The World - The Carpenters. Such a feelin's comin' over me . There is wonder in 'most ev'ry thing I see. Not a cloud in the sky, got the sun in my eyes. And I won't be surprised if
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lie. When I open my body and breathe alive. I will not speak of your sin. There was no way out for him. The mirror shows not. Your values are all shot. But oh, my heart was flawed . I knew my weakness
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. Father on bended knee. I ask thee. Raise thy hand. We the sons of Odin. Await thy command. Born under the sign. Of the hammer we stand. And here we all may die. Our blood on the ground. The battle horns
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prophecy. Now you've got something to die for. Send the children to the fire, sons and daughters stack the pyre. Stoke the flame of the empire, live to lie another day. Face of hypocrisy, raping democracy
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Heard the story of the world last night. Where the kids don't read, and the kids don't write. Where the girls don't sing, and the boys don't fight. And no-one believes anything Shut my eyes and I
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The Lords and ladies pass a ruling. The sons and girls go hand in hand. From good stock and the best breeding Paid for by the servile class. Who have been told or lie in state. To bow down forth
