feeling shakey and pale
My nails encrusted in brown
My big experiment failed
The swingset swings in the back
The chain are rusty and old
The crossbar creaks »
Rusty
! [Bonus Track]
by The Dismemberment Plan
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On the front of the crossbar of your bike
We can go anyplace, anywhere you like
In my dreams
And as hard as it seems
Till then I'll wait
To see you again »
In My Dreams
The Awakening
by James Morrison
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Hopin' to get you
Behind a wood pilin',
Inside the walls,
The walls of Red Wing.
The night aimed shadows
Through the crossbar windows,
And the wind »
Walls of Red Wing [outtake]
The Bootleg Series, Vols. 1-3 (Rare & Unreleased) 1961-1991
by Bob Dylan
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back
On your brother
Put your trust in nobody else
Under surveillance
Put in the frame
Doing time in a crossbar hotel
Took his freedom
Took his name »
Raise Your Flag
Sin Decade [Japan Bonus Track]
by Pretty Maids
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delayed, I was way-laid
An emergency stop
I smelt the last ten seconds of life
I crashed down on the crossbar
And the pain was enough to make »
Stop Me If You Think You've Heard This One Before
Strangeways, Here We Come
by The Smiths
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think I'll go dig some weeds down at Mrs G's
Cut the cross-bar off her bike
Oh, wot a life
Every woman I see they say to me
"Now you know what I »
Oh Wot a Life
Silverbird
by Leo Sayer
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way-laid
An emergency stop
I saw the last ten seconds of life
I crashed down on the crossbar
And the pain was enough to make
A shy, bald, Buddhist »
Stop Me [Exclusive New Oakenfold 2008 Remix]
Greatest Hits & Remixes
by Daniel Merriweather
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blazed it right against the crossbar
Of the pub that you had worked in since you moved here from bath spa
We agreed we couldn't trust the guy that didn't »
This Is a Flag. There Is No Wind
Romance Is Boring
by Los Campesinos!
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an emergency stop
I smelt the last ten seconds of life, I crashed down
On the crossbar and the pain was enough to make a shy
Bald buddhist reflect and plan »
Stop Me
Stop Me [UK 7"]
by Mark Ronson
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the barn doors are open, the crossbar is hanging in the wind.
So the devils sing tired, “Oh just look at what you're doing,”
Yeah, he's joined by a choir »
She Moves in Secret Ways
Scissors in My Pocket
by Polly Paulusma
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