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A county mazed by winding lanes
Fields ever freshened by the rains
And rivers serving her as veins
Sussex

Her rolling Downs by Beachy Head
Where

Não sou relax
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Dizem que eu sou sussex
Sussex

natt för länge sen
När jag satt i ett skräckhus i Sussex
Och spelade Dylan på grammofon
Och tänkte på flickan som dött

Det var så mörkt det var så kallt

What's you saying
Nigga what the fuck is you saying
On my way to Sussex
On a 25X
Right now I'm in Coldean Lane
Five miles away from where I stay
Fake

The Sussex Boys will show you what to do

Woodside Road is our home
Every player, every fan, never alone
Defending or attack, you know the gaffa’s got your

papelard /
Ça fait goleri les onomatopées /
Le summum du gâchis est sucer pour dollars 
Sussex et Bavière, étape à Vancouver /
Des clap à s'encliver pelo je

to the Sussex line, I think, I think I'll go around a second time 
Though the city lights, they bring me Joy, I'm Just A Jersey Country Boy
Rollin' down that

Tonight tonight tonight
 
[Verse 1: Lonely Boy] 
I'm out here in the east
In orleans 
Where you wanna meet

Take Sussex Drive
Catch a view
Sip some hennessy

Delaware
Oh! our Delaware!
Our beloved Delaware!
Here's the loyal son that pledges
Faith to good old Delaware

Dear old Sussex visions linger
Of the holly

all we sip
Private jet on the strip

Makin' my way to the Sussex one Duchess and steal your country's courtship

All aboard gravy train 
Makin' guac

There was an old farmer in Sussex did dwell,
And he'd a bad wife as many knew well,
To me fal-de-ral little law-day.

The devil he come to the old

Sally ricordi quel party nel Sussex
Gara di lancio di poltrone a catena
E quel gabbiano mutante del porto 
Telepate mi disse:  Sei uno di noi
Stasera

Sussex County Baseball Theme
Born and raised in a Sussex town
Where most folks thought that up was down
We all lived and gave our soul
Did it all for

s'execució això és Mondo Cane
Dutxe't amb Sanex corr fins a Sussex estren a Cannes

Aquest so és jeroglífic i se canta en koiné
Històries com aquestes no

scary
You ain't my mans fr, if you wasn't with me, smokin' on Larry
Used to chase niggas up robson , sussex and terry

Niggas wasn't with me walkin',

Come and stay with me

Stay with me
Go to the ridges down below
The sunny days of Sussex Shore
Don't waste your summer days thinking about summer days,

The Smallest Church in Sussex

British Sea Power

Remember Me

2003

I would often go there
To the tiny church there
The smallest church in Sussex
Though it once was larger

How the rill may rest there
Down

Winter Fields

Bat for Lashes

The Haunted Man

2012

the old wire post
Scaredy rabbits make good paper ghosts
That lick the salt off the Sussex coast
And fall into winter fields

Rows of white
Spelled our

Corporal Chalkie

The Mekons

Mekons

1980

lying in bed with my girl from sussex
reading the writings of a man from kent
and the earth in the garden gets blacker
just another war we say

Luna

British Sea Power

Valhalla Dancehall

2011

Are you going to the disco hey?
Are you hoping that you'll all get laid?
When there are interstellar clouds on the Sussex Downs

Were you hoping

the world can leave a bitter taste without 
Home sweet hometown

I'm Sussex country born and raised
Got family roots and my daddy's grave
No matter where

learned how to play and sing
Woody Guthrie's guitar killed fascists and crime
But in Hastings, East Sussex, South of England
My guitar killed time...

And I

just a song
When I cross that sussex county line
The ocean air and a beach chair and a welcome sign
Gives me that easy feeling every time
Don't get

Dressed up like old Buccaneers
We're swaggering through the Old Town
Stop to drink some Sussex beers
Get those beggars down, lads
Get a lot of those beggars