The rabbit killer left his home for the clough
And said goodbye to his infertile spouse
Carried air rifle and firm stock of wood
Carried »
Jawbone and the Air-Rifle
The Complete Peel Sessions 1978-2004
by The Fall
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The air will promise me
Its rifle down my back
It lives around my bones
Cast awaits the will
Infiltrate the soul
It keeps me feeling small »
Flex With You
Ozma
by Melvins
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I took an air-rifle, shot a magpie to the ground & it died without a sound.
Your skin so pale against the fallen Autumn leaves &
No-one saw us »
The Trees
We Love Life
by Pulp
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From the mouths of those.
English glasnost
Who use air rifles on their friendly.
Why is the truly skint never ssssss-scotch ridden
Embracenegate »
Devolute [*]
The Unutterable
by The Fall
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and tall...
And then they grow up to live... on Kelvin...
Yeah... we can have ghettos too...
Only we use air-rifles instead of machine-guns...
Stitch »
Deep Fried in Kelvin
Lipgloss
by Pulp
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Take a walk down Heaven Street
The soil is soft and the air smells sweet
Paul is waiting there and so is Franz
Now only memories run on railway »
Heaven Street
Oh How We Laughed
by Death in June
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your rifle love,
I heard it go bang, bang
Done stuck me up again (Girl shoot me with).
Shoot me with your rifle love,
I hold me hands up high, »
Rifle Love
Ray Ray
by Lucy Pearl
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See the rifle
See the knife drop
Watch the birds fall
Hear the cars stall
By himself, by herself
Taste the signal, taste the signaled »
Broken Mouths
In the Afternoon
by L'Altra
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A log drops and the
Fire creaks
All eyes turn but no
One speaks
The air grows heavy all
Thoughts the same
The rain, the rain, here
Comes »
Here Comes the Rain
Hick-Pop Comin' at Ya!
by From Good Homes
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A vase of wilted flowers, for those who've lost their powers
No use in treading water, when there's no air to breathe in
Help me find a way »
Inspire
Live Airwaves
by Cave In
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Take the blood out of an alligator
Take the left eye out of a fish
Take the skin off of a frog
And put 'em all in a dish, huha
rifle from »
Alligator Wine
The Collection
by Jeff Buckley
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whiskey and rifles and an unarmed man like you."
"So you gotta keep on the move
And don't let that fancy paint fool you."
And then the old-timer pulled »
Call of the West
Call of the West
by Wall of Voodoo
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I slept and I dreamed of a time long ago
I saw an army of rebels, dancing on air
I dreamed as I slept, I could see the campfires,
A song »
Rebel Waltz
Sandinista!
by The Clash
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I told them we heard singing first before we reached the square
"Arise the wretched of the earth" filled the air
So many fists clenched to the sky »
4 June 1989
Age of Miracles [Bonus Track] [Barnes & Noble Exclusive]
by Mary Chapin Carpenter
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The roar of guns and cannons almost made me cry
There was something in the air that night
The stars were bright, Fernando
They were shining there for »
Fernando
Arrival [Bonus DVD]
by ABBA
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The roar of guns and cannons almost made me cry
There was something in the air that night, the stars were bright, Fernando
They were shining there for »
Fernando
Number Ones [2CD/DVD]
by ABBA
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Jenny Neale
Down in Beale
Gave her papa the air
Left him cold
Got him told
Said she didn't care
Old Joe, her beau
Looked just like he »
Beale Street Mama
The Complete Recordings, Vol. 1 [Columbia/Legacy]
by Bessie Smith
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to say
The roar of guns and cannons almost made me cry
There was something in the air that night
The stars were bright, Fernando
They were shining »
Fernando
Gold: Greatest Hits [DVD & 2 CDs]
by ABBA
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understood his scheme
And the fire from their machine guns knocked the rifle from his hands
Private Wilson White, America is proud tonight
Proud to claim »
Private Wilson White
Country (1960-1966)
by Marty Robbins
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nothing is going to change they think america looks
brave with rifles in their hands they always try to
solve the problems of other lands many mistakes »
Why Are We Destroying Ourselves?
Why Are We Destroying Ourselves?
by Union 13
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The roar of guns and cannons almost made me cry
There was something in the air that night
The stars were bright, Fernando
They were shining there for »
Fernando
Greatest Hits [Vogue]
by ABBA
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muddy clay
Where the earth had been dry
And deep in the trench
He waited for hours
As he held to his rifle
And prayed not to die
But the silence »
The Grave
American Pie
by Don McLean
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where the earth had been dry
And deep in the trench he waited for hours
As he held to his rifle and prayed not to die
But the silence of night was »
The Grave
American Pie
by Don McLean
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he's got a rifle in his hand
Rollin' into Baghdad wonderin' how he got this far
Just another poor boy off to fight a rich man's war
Bobby had »
Rich Man's War
Live at Montreux 2005
by Steve Earle
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to unwind
And pierce the air like I'm in Palestine
Here's my gun
This is my rifle, this is my gun
This is for fighting and this is for fun
I hate to gush but »
Gun
Arena
by Todd Rundgren
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