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feelin' hot hot hot
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"Now dance, ****er, dance! Man, he never had a chance! And no one ever knew It was really only you"
-- The offspring, "You're Gonna Go Far Kid"
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I don't wanna stop, I don't wanna stop!
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Come closer dear That's all you have to do
I'll give you my prime time I'm saving my prime time for you
"Prime Time"-- The Tubes
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Let go of your heart Let go of your head And feeeeeeeeeel it now!
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la da dee dow dow-- she's homeless!
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and I miss you... like the deserts miss the rain...
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won't you just tell babydaddy... I'm gonna need his love, why don't he give me his love, why don't he give me...!
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Tell me who's that standing over by the record machine She's looking like a model on the cover of a magazine She's too cute To be a minute over seventeen
Meanwhile I was thinking If its a slow song, we'll omit If its a rocker, that'll get it If she's good, she'll admit Come on Queenie Lets get with it
Go Go Go Little Queenie
"Little Queenie" Chuck Berry
So what.
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Headlights shine Higway fades to black. It's my last time sitting in the back of a long white Cadillac.
Sometimes I blame it on a woman the one that made my poor heart bleed. Sometimes I blame it on the money. Sometimes I blame it all on me.
Train whistle cries lost on its own track. I close my eyes ain't never coming back in a long white Cadillac.
"Long White Cadillac" Dave Alvin
So what.
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Gather 'round, People Come hear the call You gots to come down to the Judgment Hall You talk about sin, all about vice You talk about it, yet forget to see the light
You got nobody to blame When The Devil come 'n call your name
You got one hand out The other in your pocket You got no shame, he wants this soul in his locket To finally win, you've sunk so low For a hundred bucks, he gonna' save your soul
You got nobody to blame When The Devil come 'n call your name
Find me a preachin', political man Might be somebody, your best friend To watch your back, a trusted soul Listen to you howl when you lose control
-- James Solberg, " Nobody To Blame "
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I am the only one to blame for this Somehow it all ends up the same Soaring on the wings of selfish pride I flew too high and like Icarus I collide With a world I try so hard to leave behind To rid myself of all but love to give and die
To turn away and not become Another nail to pierce the skin of one who loves more deeply than the oceans, more abundant than the tears Of a world embracing every heartache
Can I be the one to sacrifice Or grip the spear and watch the blood and water flow
To love you - take my world apart To need you - I am on my knees To love you - take my world apart To need you - broken on my knees
All said and done I stand alone Amongst remains of a life I should not own It takes all I am to believe In the mercy that covers me
Did you really have to die for me? All I am for all you are Because what I need and what I believe are worlds apart
I look beyond the empty cross forgetting what my life has cost and wipe away the crimson stains and dull the nails that still remain More and more I need you now, I owe you more each passing hour the battle between grace and pride I gave up not so long ago So steal my heart and take the pain and wash the feet and cleanse my pride take the selfish, take the weak, and all the things I cannot hide take the beauty, take my tears the sin-soaked heart and make it yours take my world all apart take it now, take it now and serve the ones that I despise speak the words I can't deny watch the world I used to love fall to dust and thrown away I look beyond the empty cross forgetting what my life has cost so wipe away the crimson stains and dull the nails that still remain so steal my heart and take the pain take the selfish, take the weak and all the things I cannot hide take the beauty, take my tears take my world apart, take my world apart I pray, I pray, I pray take my world apart
"Worlds Apart" Jars of Clay
Long Live all them Legions!
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Trap Timer
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The village square stands quiet The curfew still enforced The streets are even clear of dogs and whores Like some evil bird-of-prey The scaffold spreads its wings The people build their fires and bolt their doors The mayor is giving dinner to the officers’ wives His eldest son is learning how to fawn The barrick block is hushed and tense The soldiers drawing lots Who will be the hangman in the dawn? The lot falls on a young man Who has served for but a year His home is in the village close nearby He shivers at the thought of what He’s forced to do next day He wonders who it is who has to die? And the full moon casts a cold light On the gloomy prison walls The papist walks his cell He cannot sleep He hears the waiting gallows creaking Just beyond that door He prays for he has no more tears to weep The day begins to break A muffled drums begins to sound A crowd begins to gather in the square The presence of the hangman In his terrifying mask Weighs heavy on the minds of all those there The colonel reads the sentence Which the papist knows by heart: He has failed to show alliegence to the king His crime is thus with God himself And in his name he must hang The papist, head held high Says not a thing The jailer binds his hands And puts his blindfold to his eyes He leads him through the door before the crowd The hangman sees his victim And the blood drains from his face: He sees his younger brother standing proud The hangman tries to protest But is ordered to proceed His trembling hands begin to take the strain His eyes are blind with streaming tears And he cries for all to hear: Forgive me God we hang him in thy name! Forgive me God we hang him in thy name! Forgive me God we hang him in thy name! Oh please forgive me God we hang him in thy name! Forgive me God we hang him in thy name! The Strawbs, The Hangman and the Papist
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We got married too young, too soon No money down, no payments 'til June Had you believin' I'd buy you the moon Just like a li'l rich girl, born with a silver spoon
Now I'm so far in the red All I can see is Blue They can take away my diamond rings Honey, it's you I hate to lose Oh, I hate to lose you
When times get tough, money ain't enough Baby, can you show me what you're really made of Well, if that's the way love goes You might as well foreclose on the house of love
I'm workin' my fingers to the bone, seven days a week For a high-maintenance woman, that I can't afford to keep She used to be so wonderful, used to be so sweet How could my Cinderella turn into Super-Freak?
Just tell the repo man to come and get the Cadillac This time I'm leavin', Baby, and I ain't comin' back
All your kissin' and your huggin' only comes now and then The last time you loved me right, Girl, I can't remember when I was a henpecked husband, 'til my patience wore thin Came home a little early, and somebody else was peckin' my hen
From now on, I'm gonna' be a rollin' stone I'm sick and tired of tryin' to make this house a home Goin' once, goin' twice Lock, stock, and barrel: It's cheap at twice the price!
-- John Lee Sanders, "Foreclose on the House of Love"(Original is here , and so is the fantastic cover version by Texas' own Marica Ball. )
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Not much between despair and ecstacy
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People get ready there's a ship comin Get ready like a lover I got a note from the heart of the darkness The melody isn't over Steady as steel, I want to take the wheel 'n drive you like a rock n roller Freedom at Point Zero 'n rock n roll isn't over
One long pull to the top of the mountain now One long pull and we're into the sky So many miles I can't count 'em now Oooh, let me fly -- to the sky
People get ready there's a ship comin Get ready it's gonna be here soon I feel a great wind sweepin through the valley At the first light of the risin moon Don't look back -- hold steady Keep your eyes open we're almost ready Like a Samurai on the edge of the sky Cold steel in the afternoon
And its a hard world to try and get a piece of It's a hard world for you and I I'm goin upstream 'n hunt for a dream It's right there for you and I Up in the sky And it's gonna be All-Right
Great light in the sky tonight Oooh honey it's burning bright Come and take me away tonight It's All-Right
Oooh oooh oooh All-Right
Under every stone -- on every beach Through every forest and all the trees in all the air For all time and all space In every land and every place In the seas and beyond the sky Gonna be All-Right
It's a hard world to try and get a piece of It's a hard world for you and I I'm goin upstream 'n go for a dream Right there for you and I Up in the sky Just got to reach out and take it It'll be All-Right
Take it -- It's gonna be All-Right
"Freedom at Point Zero," Jefferson Starship
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How come you're always such a fussy young man Don't want no Captain Crunch, don't want no Raison Bran Well, don't you know that other kids are starving in Japan So eat it, just eat it
Don't want to argue, I don't want to debate Don't want to hear about what kind of food you hate You won't get no dessert 'till you clean off your plate So eat it
Don't you tell me you're full Just eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it Get yourself an egg and beat it Have some more chicken, have some more pie It doesn't matter if it's boiled or fried Just eat it, eat it, just eat it, eat it Just eat it, eat it, just eat it, eat it, ooh
Your table manners are some cryin' shame You're playin' with your food, this ain't some kind of game Now, if you starve to death, you'll just have yourself to blame So eat it, just eat it
You better listen, better do what you're told You haven't even touched your tuna casserole You better chow down or it's gonna get cold So eat it
I don't care if you're full Just eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it Open up your mouth and feed it Have some more yogurt, have some more spam It doesn't matter it it's fresh or canned Just eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it Don't you make me repeat it Have a banana, have a whole bunch It doesn't matter what you had for lunch Just eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it Eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it
Eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it If it's gettin' cold, reheat it Have a big dinner, have a light snack If you don't like it, you can't send it back Just eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it Get yourself an egg and beat it (oh lord) Have some more chicken, have some more pie It doesn't matter if it's boiled or fried Just eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it Don't you make me repeat it (oh no) Have a banana, have a whole bunch It doesn't matter what you had for lunch Just eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it
"Eat It," Weird Al Yankovic
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You don't need no love in You don't need no bed pan You don't need a horoscope or a microscope The see the mess that you're in If you open up your heart You will know what I mean We've been polluted so long Now here's a way for you to get clean
By chanting the names of the Lord and you'll be free The Lord is awaiting on you all to awaken and see Chanting the names of the Lord and you'll be free The Lord is awaiting on you all to awaken and see
You don't need no passport And you don't need no visas You don't need to designate or to emigrate Before you can see Jesus If you open up your heart You'll see he's right there Always was and will be He'll relieve you of your cares
By chanting the names of the Lord and you'll be free The Lord is awaiting on you all to awaken and see Chanting the names of the Lord and you'll be free The Lord is awaiting on you all to awaken and see
You don't need no church house And you don't need no Temple You don't need no rosary beads or them books to read To see that you have fallen If you open up your heart You will know what I mean We've been kept down so long Someone's thinking that we're all green
And while the Pope owns 51% of General Motors And the stock exchange is the only thing he's qualified to quote us The Lord is awaiting on you all to awaken and see By chanting the names of the Lord and you'll be free
~Geo. Harrison
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Because every day should be 7/4 I’m proud to be an American I’m proud of the groovy things we’ve done There’s television, free religion, rock ’n’ roll, standard oil, Times square, Jimmy Darren, Corey Wells, and Smokey Bear, Price reduction, Reconstruction, Peace Corps, and lots more Culture that we got to lend
I’m proud to be an American And I’m proud Had a great time bein’ one There’s your school and my school and both of us in high school Surfboards, cigarettes, homework, Southern Comfort Boy’s Dean was real mean Made us keep our locker’s clean Failed nearly every class Ditchin’ was a gas
I’m proud To be a young American I’m proud, just think about it All the far out things that we’ve begun There’s revolution, Constitution, land, sea, and air pollution Cold wars, hot wars, gas wars, and confrontutions Constipation, consternation, open-hearted palpitations Muscular Dystrophy
I’m proud to be an American Because we got department stores Full of cheap guitars But when Sputnik plays ’em, you just go go go go
I’m proud to be an American (we got two chickens in every garage!) And I wish every other kid could be one (in my country, the medium is the massage!) ’Cause it’s impossible to give Equality and justice to inferior foreigners Too jealous to trust us
Gimme your weak and your homeless (How ’bout checkin’ the oil there, Fella?)
I’m proud to be an American
-- The Tubes, " Proud To Be An American "
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Green Green has many themes It has many themes Green tastes like lettuce, sounds like a trumpet Hollering Green
Green likes to be wet It likes to be wet Green is a ballpark, it's a park bench Welcoming Green
Green is a cat's purr It is a cat's purr Green has opinions, fine taste in music Listening Green
Green is fine...
-- Barbara Manning, " Green "
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Yellow moon Quiet streets Where yearning hearts Sometimes meet And dance warm & slow And bittersweet In summer's midnight Afterglow With secrets Only shadows know Held by darkness Touched by some kind of grace Drink from the well of sorrow In love's midnight embrace Then turn and walk away Down quiet streets Under a yellow moon
-- The Raventones, " Yellow Moon "
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Oh, how I wish that you were mine It would be so very fine We would have a time of times Disregarding the white lines
If I could get you, Boy My boy You would be my pretty toy It would be such a joy I might even call you 'Le Roi'
There'd be all the room on our road To carry the load Of all my luck In my pretty red truck
You take me to a faraway place The two of us, face to face I wanna' feel your sweet embrace Drive me off to outer space
You take me to a faraway place The two of us, face to face Y'know I wanna' feel your sweet embrace Love me in your parking space...
-- Samantha Moore " Pretty Red Truck "
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Blue glass bottle, rising up to the surface Blue glass bottle, drifting along the surface Stringing beads, telling lies Waiting for the dough to rise Blue glass medicine bottle, sinking below the surface
Summer stories, sinking into the telling Sunlight echoing, shining below the surface Pale flesh, silver fin, glimmering on scale and skin Summer mysteries, drifting along the surface
Floating, lost at sea Life on shore means nothing to me Floating, lost at sea My name washes over me Call me back, call me in I may not see land again Blue glass bottle
-- Dana & Karen Kletter " Blue Glass "
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More Polyanna than Poison Ivy
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I pictured a rainbow You held it in your hands I had flashes But you saw the plan I wandered out in the world for years While you just stayed in your room I saw the crescent You saw the Whole of the Moon
You were there in the turnstiles With the wind at your heels You stretched for the stars And you know how it feels to reach Too high too far too soon You saw the Whole of the Moon
I was grounded While you filled the skies I was dumbfounded by truth You cut through lies I saw the rain dirty valley You saw Brigadoon I saw the crescent You saw the Whole of the Moon
I spoke about wings You just flew I wondered I guessed and I tried You just knew I sighed But you swooned I saw the crescent You saw the Whole of the Moon
With a torch in your pocket And the wind at your heels You climbed on the ladder And you know how it feels to reach Too high too far too soon You saw the Whole of the Moon
The Whole of the Moon
Unicorns and cannonballs Palaces and piers Trumpets towers and tenements Wide oceans full of tears Flags rags ferryboats Scimitars and scarves Every precious dream and vision Underneath the stars
You climbed on the ladder With the wind in your sails You came like a comet Blazing your trail Too high too far too soon You saw the Whole of the Moon
- The Waterboys, "The Whole of the Moon"
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strange but not a stranger
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Lie still, little bottle, and shake my shaky hand Black coffees not enough for me, I need a better friend One pill at the bottom is singing my favorite song I know I must investigate I hope that I can sing along
Theres no time for metaphors cried the little pill to me He said, life is a placebo masquerading as a simile* Well, I knew that pill was lying Too gregarious, too nice But as he walked I had to sing this twice
Lie still, little bottle Dont twist, it aint twistin time With every move you make you just disintegrate my ever-troubled mind
Lie still, little bottle, and shake my shaky hand Black coffees not enough for me, I need a better friend One pill at the bottom is singing my favorite song I know I must investigate I hope that I can sing along
Lie still, little bottle Lie still Lie still, little bottle Lie still Lie still Lie still
- They Might Be Giants Lie Still, Little Bottle
Big Dog! Big Dog! Bow Wow Wow!
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You hit me once I hit you back You gave a kick I gave a slap You smashed a plate over my head Then I set fire to our bed
My black eye casts no shadow Your red eye sees no blame Your slaps don't stick Your kicks don't hit So we remain the same Blood sticks, sweat drips Break the lock if it don't fit A kick in the teeth is good for some A kiss with a fist is better than none
I broke your jaw once before I spilled your blood upon the floor You broke my leg in return So let's sit back and watch the bed burn Love sticks, sweat drips Break the lock if it don't fit A kick in the teeth is good for some A kiss with a fist is better than none
Florence+The Machine Kiss With a Fist
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Let love carry you, let love carry you Let love carry you along Lean back, and let love carry you along
Those times when you feel tired And everything's gone wrong When you wake up in the mornin' And you know that the day's gonna' be too long And you need somebody to talk to But your best friend's not at home And you're lookin' out the window And everybody seems so alone
The world's in a bad situation But you know that's nothin' new And you think that you wanna' change it But you don't know what to do Every time you try to pick things up Somebody tries to put you down And you think it's time to maybe run away But, Baby, that's the time to stick around
Some people make you happy Others put you uptight Somebody talkin' about peace and love When they really wanna' start a fight Some people wanna' be leaders And they don't care who they lead You've got to use your own impression You've got to find out what you need
-- Joy of Cooking, "Let Love Carry You Along"
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