In the fields, bequeath the beach
I hold my shield before me
May the Gods be with me
North man determined not to fail
Leave your foray behind »
The Crossing
Legend Land
by Leaves' Eyes
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a Spanish way
One heart for one week of May, why me?
Why me?
Twice given to yesterday
Right for a foray with fate.
Fly me home to heaven's gate, fly me. »
Fly
American Thighs
by Veruca Salt
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A coward's trade a careful foray against the blade a patent
Answer can't wait to get my hands on her
The closing of the coor the blistered buttered roar oh »
The Petrified Florist
Your Sucking Funny Day
by Lambchop
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A blindside
Forayed into eyes as black as tar
ducking the scoma
I'm kissing
The ground
Under brown fog
I stumbled
To your arms
To be freed
propped me up »
Scoma
Put Your Hands Down
by Penal Colony
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foray...
The runes were scratched into the swordblades,
Wielded by heathen of the north
To the glory of
Valfreya, Asynja, Vanadis !!!
As darkness fell »
...Where Blood Will Soon Be Shed
...Magni Blandinn Ok Megintiri
by Falkenbach
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around and nobody's there I look around and nobody's there But every night like an army on a foray I try to keep myself contained My thoughts do invade I »
I Look Around
Sing
by Abra Moore
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Richard Fagan/Joe Collins, Of Music, Inc (ASCAP/Life's A Pitch/Joe Collins Music (ASCAP)/Foray Music administered by EMI Music (SESAC)
Hey hoe come »
Hip Hop and Honky Tonk
Cledus Country
by Cledus T. Judd
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of pride,
I stare down the bridges and conjure up the old heart of mankind.
Justinian's children saw the coming of the Osman foray.
Failing allegiance »
Fall of Byzanz
Gods of Vermin [Limited Edition]
by Sons of Seasons
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anybody move
The money or your lives
One day they robbed a bank
It was their last foray
The cops appeared too soon
They couldn't get away
They all »
Ma Baker
All or Nothing
by Milli Vanilli
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[Intro Rap]
Pray I yell fore before I play
Before I foray let me explain, all day all ways
Foreplay? Hmmm...
I can make your cock go higher than »
Wet! Wet! Wet!
Princess Superstar Is
by Princess Superstar
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move! the money or your lives!
One day they robbed a bank
It was their last foray
The cops appeared too soon
They couldn't get away
And all the loot »
Ma Baker [Club Mix]
20th Century Hits
by Boney M.
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And I sang,
You're as free as a bird'.
Well to shorten the story
What I found out that day,
Was that Benjy got shot down
In an uptown foray »
Streets of New York
Spirit of the Nation
by Wolfe Tones
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foray
The cops appeared too soon
They couldn't get away
And all the loot they had
It made them mighty mad
And so they shot it out
Ma Baker and her »
Ma Baker
Gold
by Boney M.
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battle they will ride with their swords in hand
For a heathenish foray
Countless miles he rode through ice and knee-deep snow
Over mountains 'till »
Heathen Foray
Heralding - The Fireblade
by Falkenbach
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make it go away
I'm sending back the dreams that we made, they're all now colored grey
My days are spent in doubt and foray, my days are covered with »
Sirah
1420
by Steven Kim
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battle they will ride with their swords in hand
For a heathenish foray
Countless miles he rode through ice and knee-deep snow
Over mountains 'till »
The Heathenish Foray
...Magni Blandinn Ok Megintiri
by Falkenbach
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the money or your life
One day they robbed a bank
It was last foray
The cops appeared to soon
They couldn't get away
With all the loot they had
It made »
Ma Baker
Love for Sale
by Boney M.
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retire until I see this thing through
To imbue my point of you, challenging you like K 2
My forte to foray with the words I say
So clear the way »
D.I.Y.M.
Orphan
by Darwin's Waiting Room
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the money or your lives!
One day they robbed a bank
It was their last foray
The cops appeared too soon
They couldn't get away
And all the loot they had »
Ma Baker
Disco Dance Hits, Vol. 2
by Sash
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lives in this sordid world.*
Women defiled for that vein-numbing fix,
Bestiality, this is sick.
Orifices committing disgust,
Grotesque forays into macabre »
Psychosexuality
Time Does Not Heal [Deluxe Edition]
by Dark Angel
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fucking lies
And prepare yourself to die, welcome to your homicide
Down on your knees, pray for delay
But don't play, 'cause I'm out for my foray so dont »
Trapped
Under Pressure
by Such a Surge
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