don't talk a lot
License suspended so we walk a lot
Always been a thug, since I was a young cat
Brisked up like Godzilla, mix my similac with Cognac, »
Biggie Nigga
The Phoenix
by Lyfe Jennings
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You are so fixed with yourself
That you can't behold your life passing you by
Wake up brisk before you vanity breaks you
Open your eyes while you »
Shining
Act Seven
by Crematory
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You are so fixed with yourself
That you can't behold your life passing you by
Wake up brisk before your vanity breaks you
Open your eyes while you »
Memory
Act Seven
by Crematory
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as a bloom
"Move up, my jolly sisters, and give your Sally some room
For I'll be your equal before the night is out"
So now four drunken maidens they pushed »
Three Drunken Maidens
Bonny Bunch of Roses/Tipplers Tales
by Fairport Convention
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Hill up the road, gathering thoughts never adding the way I want them
Sweet Jesus show me through the Indian paintbrush
Faith was
Cursed upon me, »
Mustard Seed
Trickster
by kidneythieves
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True Thomas sat on Huntley bank
And he beheld a lady gay
A lady that was brisk and bold
Come riding o'er the ferny brae
Her skirt was »
Jigs
The Early Years
by Steeleye Span
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It was ninety miles to freedom but they took the risk
Though the ocean was all motion and the wind was brisk
The deadly gunboats never saw them in »
Everybody's Got a Cousin in Miami
Fruitcakes
by Jimmy Buffett
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the sun comes up to see us everyday.
We feel like strangers but still we call it home
We got no reason but still we feel alone
But when the night comes »
Garden of England
Snakes & Ladders
by Gerry Rafferty
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Circus-boy, run-away, steely-eyed gypsy
Seems to be adjusted to the clatter of the fair
He says: "watch your step," as he tears two tickets briskly »
Spin
Turning Point
by David Wilcox
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late in the evening;
You can feel a little brisk air nipping at the back of your neck
Kinda makes you want to scrunch up your shoulders and pull »
The Change
Tony Joe White
by Tony Joe White
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I came out from under her warm sheets
Into the brisk late October
If only for one last hope
I wanted my time with you to be over
I'm staring up »
Lost Verses
April
by Sun Kil Moon
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Whirl down the wynd like dervish-berserkers;
If life hands us lemons; we'll make lemonade.
Maybe Jay's smashed (?), drumming up passion;
Scarring »
Any Old Irony?
Folkemon [11 Tracks]
by Skyclad
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mask
I remember science class
If chemistry could silence the lions laugh I'd be fine
(i fail tah) molindone up
Adrenaline trades the leaves that walk »
Take Me to the Basement
First Contact
by The Opus
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Oh it's of a ship and a ship of fame
Launched off the stocks, bound to sail the main
With one hundred and fifty brisk young men
Well picked »
William Glenn
Dynablob 3: 26th March 1999
by John Wesley Harding
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it brisk and gay
And oh, dear love, behind her glove, this lady she did say
"Ere the day has dawned and the cocks have crowed and flapped their wings »
Jack O'Rion
Paper Sleeve Box
by Fairport Convention
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There was a lady in her father's garden
A brisk young sailor came passing by
He stood awhile and he gazed upon her
And he said, "Young lady, won't »
There Was a Lady
Relativity
by Relativity
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I am a brisk lad and my fortune is bad,
And if e'er I get rich it's a wonder,
I've spent all my money on girls and strong beer,
What riches I had »
Limbo
Flame of Fire
by Brass Monkey
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simply freeze and dare not
turn away
And the widows that refuse to cry will be dressed in
garter and bow-tie
And be taught to kick their legs up high »
This Vicious Cabaret
V for Vendetta [EP]
by David J
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Hey what up man?
What up god?
Ya heard?
Chillen, cold as hell
Yes it is, hey Busta didn't come here did he?
No, hey look, you got fifteen »
Never 2 Far
Infinite
by Eminem
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Who we be?
We be the be double o - t - see - a -m - p ( x3 )
I'm caught up in a zone of my own, I rome
Run my fingers through my hair and give air »
Prowl
Nocturnal
by Louieville Sluggah
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