lump block clod
Tipsy fuddled boozy groggy elevated
Prime did edit her
Rabid victim martyr stranded
Level headed boy, ya better bend
Soon your »
Fluff's Travels
The White Tape
by Phish
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is done
Conceived and spoken
And the body lies there
Like an ill clod of blood
Growing into the ground
Dead »
Hunger
Empire of the Vampire
by Paralysed Age
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then? When all is fire and fla-
Ming air what of your rare and high desi-
Re to turn the clod to a thing divine the
Earth a shrine and man the God?? »
When All Is Said
Unorthodox
by Edge of Sanity
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With light came darkness, shivering shades
The clawed demons of night, waiting for their prey
Life born from the dead loam's clod
A wingless bird, »
The Fall of Archaic Heaven
Path of the Angels
by Even Song
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you think you can tell?
And did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze? clod comfort for »
Wish You Were Here
Like Cats and Dogs
by Catherine Wheel
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deep,
Laid clods upon his head,
Then these three man made a solemn vow
John Barleycorn was dead.
The let him die for a very long time
Till the rain »
John Barleycorn
Below the Salt
by Steeleye Span
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the drum slowly and play the fife lowly
Play the Dead March as they carry me along
Put bunches of roses all over my coffin
Put roses to deaden the clods »
Cowboy's Lament
Ballads and Folk Songs, Vol. 2
by Burl Ives
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pretty gals come to carry my pall
Throw bunches of roses all over my coffin
Throw roses to deaden the clods as they fall
""Oh, beat the drum »
The Streets of Laredo
Son of the Wind
by Arlo Guthrie
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and clod;
And as the universe grew great,
He dreamed it for a greater God. »
A Greater God
Hell with the Lid Off
by DJ Zero
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When I'm falling fast, you rescue me, you love unconditionally
And when I'm clod and so alone
Back in your arms I feel at home
I pray that you will »
Senses (Angel on My Shoulder)
Us and Us Only
by The Charlatans UK
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sleep,
They never will
Their souls are crumbling
Like a dirt clod
Hold, your cigarette cuts
To the inside
Antique homes,
Plastic cones, »
Frontwards
Stray Slack
by Pavement
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coffin.
"Six dance-hall maidens to bear up my pall.
"Throw bunches of roses all over my coffin.
"Roses to deaden the clods as they fall."
"Then beat »
The Streets of Laredo
Sings the Ballads of the True West
by Johnny Cash
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by your face
You're infurious at our inequity
All dreadful beings are creations of god
God has decided you'll live as a clod
God has decided, »
Deformed Creatures
Rotten Perish
by Messiah
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ploughed, they've sown, they've harrowed, thrown clods upon his head
Till these three men were satisfied John Barleycorn was dead
[Chorus]
There's beer »
John Barleycorn
Tippler's Tales
by Fairport Convention
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AND PLOWED THE SOD I LAY BEHIND JUST BUSTING CLODS WE BOTH WORKED TO MAKE THAT PLACE A HOME ONE HE TOLD ME ABOUT A GIRL NAMED JENNY LYNN HE SAID HE WONDERED »
Moses Jones
Unplugged
by Porter Wagoner
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coffin.
"Six dance-hall maidens to bear up my pall.
"Throw bunches of roses all over my coffin.
"Roses to deaden the clods as they fall."
"Then beat »
Streets of Laredo
All My Love [ASV]
by Mitch Miller & His Orchestra
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coffin.
"Six dance-hall maidens to bear up my pall.
"Throw bunches of roses all over my coffin.
"Roses to deaden the clods as they fall."
"Then beat »
The Streets of Laredo
So in Love
by Patti Page
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plowed, they've sown, they've harrowed him in
Threw clods upon his head
And these three men made a solemn vow
John Barleycorn was dead
They've let him »
Light Up or Leave Me Alone
The Low Spark of High Heeled Boys
by Traffic
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plowed, they've sown, they've harrowed him in
Threw clods upon his head
And these three men made a solemn vow
John Barleycorn was dead
They've let him »
John Barleycorn
John Barleycorn Must Die
by Traffic
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where from. In a time zone with no noon she hops a spoon and sleds to water. In the snocone-clod, wet tomb she shakes her broom-blond hair like God then. »
Vacation Brain
Funeral at the Movies/Ten Spot
by Shudder to Think
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to give it up
'Cause I'm not the quitting kind
I'm a cynic and a clod
And I don't see the good in all your gods
Words on long distance lines would ease »
My Closed Mind
Dead Flowers, Bottles, Bluegrass, and Bones
by Swingin' Utters
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my own pallbearers to carry me to my grave
and keep me company when I'm a wizened toothless clod
Some gibbering old fool sitting all alone drooling »
Beginning of a Great Adventure
New York
by Lou Reed
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ploughed, they've sewn, they've harrowed him in,
Threw clods upon his head,
And these three men made a solemn vow:
John Barleycorn was dead.
They've let »
John Barleycorn (Must Die)
Keep on Running
by Traffic
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older God behind.
He saw the boundless scheme dilate,
In star and blossom, sky and clod;
And as the universe grew great,
He dreamed it for a greater »
Gezundheit
Guarapero: Lost Blues 2
by Will Oldham
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my automated teller code
I was born in a paper sack in the bottom of a sewer
I had to eat dirt clods for breakfast, my family was so poor
My daddy »
Generic Blues
UHF
by Weird Al Yankovic
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