of a prism ship
To taste the sweet and sour.
The pattern juggler lifts his hand;
The orchestra begin;
As slowly turns the grinding wheel
In the court »
The Court of the Crimson King/The Return of the Fire Witch/The Dance of the
In the Court of the Crimson King
by King Crimson
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of a prism ship
To taste the sweet and sour.
The pattern juggler lifts his hand;
The orchestra begin;
As slowly turns the grinding wheel
In the court »
The Court Of The Crimson King
In the Court of the Crimson King [CD/DVD-A] [Bonus Tracks]
by King Crimson
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the grinding wheel
In the court of the crimson king.
On soft gray mornings widows cry
The wise men share a joke;
I run to grasp divining signs
To satisfy »
The Court of the Crimson King (Fragment)
Live at Fillmore East, 1969
by King Crimson
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Dissatisfied again
Debut in the working world
Universal grinding wheel
Debut in the working world
Are you ready, are you ready now
I could be mistaken
Could it »
Everyday the Same
Best Songs Of
by China Crisis
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and light...
Wilderness of mirrors
World of polished steel
Gears and iron chains
Turn the grinding wheel
I run between the shadows
Some are phantoms, »
Double Agent
Counterparts
by Rush
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of a prism ship
To taste the sweet and sour.
The pattern juggler lifts his hand;
The orchestra begin.
As slowly turns the grinding wheel
In the court »
The Court of the Crimson King Including the Return of the Fire Witch ...
From the Beginning: Retrospective
by King Crimson
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To taste the sweet and sour
The pattern juggler lifts his hand
The orchestra begin
I slowly turn the grinding wheel
In the court of the Crimson King »
Court of the Crimson King
Killing Ground
by Saxon
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Who am I
To stand and wonder, to wait
While the wheels of fate
Slowly grind my life away.
Who am I?
There were some things that I loved one »
Who Am I
I-Feel-Like-I'm-Fixin'-to-Die
by Country Joe & the Fish
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blows us back
Sucked into the grinding wheels of hell
At the trumpets of Jericho
Still the walls remain
Blow the trumpets of Jericho
Still »
Trumpets of Jericho
The Chemical Wedding
by Bruce Dickinson
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At a mill wheel grinding
Would you miss your colored blouse
Your soft shoe shinning
If I were a carpenter
And you were a lady
Would you marry me »
Girl Who Stood Beside Me
Mack the Knife: Roots of Rock N Roll
by Bobby Darin
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planet, dreams of decimation,
Out of the silent planet, Come the demons of creation.
The killing fields, the grinding wheels crushed by equilibrium. »
Out of the Silent Planet
Brave New World
by Iron Maiden
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hands in wood, would you still love me
You answer me quick, "Tim, I could, I'd put you above me."
If I were a miller at a mill wheel grinding
Would you »
If I Were a Carpenter
Young Brigham
by Ramblin' Jack Elliott
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a miller
At a mill wheel grinding,
Would you miss your color box,
And your soft shoe shining?
If I were a carpenter
And you were a lady,
Would you »
If I Were a Carpenter
Soul Legends
by The Four Tops
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Lowdown!
Circumcised for the operation
Don't expect some generation
Cyanide ride down the turnpike
Hundred hours on the miracle mic
grinding »
Novacane
Odelay
by Beck
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ownliness so give me your tomorrow
[ ac.guitar - steel ]
If I were a miller at a mill wheel grinding
Would you miss your pretty clothes and your soft shoes »
If I Were a Carpenter
Ten Times Charlie
by Charlie Louvin
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wheel grinding,
Would you miss your colored blouse,
And your soft shoes shining?
If you were a miller,
And a mill wheel grinding,
I'd not miss my »
I'm Leavin' Here Tomorrow, Mama
Sounds from the South: At the Crossroads of Rock, Country and Soul
by Billy Vera
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my hands in wood, would you still love me?
You answer me quick, "Tim, I could, I'll put you above
Me"
If I were a miller at a mill wheel grinding »
If I Were a Carpenter
If No One Sang [Bonus Tracks]
by Dave Dee, Dozy, Beaky, Mick & Tich
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With glee I see them come and go
Lately their numbers haven't grown
My wheels they grind
When forced to thoughts so kind
They try but my mind is »
Symptoms Alone
What the Buzzing
by Floorian
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Whatever stains the page.
Then fears allayed,
Of lonely shade.
Wheels - they grind... industry.
Insipid finds, out of key.
Opinions bent toward standard »
Static Acts
Perfect Symmetry
by Fates Warning
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tomorrow
If you worked your hands in wood, would you still love me?
Answer me, Yes I would, I'd put you above me"
And if you were a miller, had a mill-wheel »
If You Were a Carpenter
Joan
by Joan Baez
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behind
Those big red wheels they slowly grind
Hear them buzzing in the trees »
Cicadas
Sing in My Meadows, Vol. 3 [Indy Retail Only]
by Cowboy Junkies
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cries
World dies
And then there were none
The world starts to burn
The world powers learn
That Satan's work is done
Wheels grinding the glare's »
And Then There Were None [Live][*]
Bonded by Blood
by Exodus
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cries
World dies
And then there were none
The world starts to burn
The world powers learn
That Satan's work is done
Wheels grinding the glare's »
And Then There Were None
Let There Be Blood
by Exodus
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alone
I raised the corn and I rode to the mill with the best crop I ever had grown
But the wheel wouldn't grind till He stirred the waters for I can »
I Can Do Nothing Alone
I Can Do Nothing Alone
by Bill Anderson
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the firestorm fifty stories high
I saw a hundred thousand scream and burn
I saw the armored wheels grind and turn
Universal soldier, doomed to live to tell »
Death or Glory
Bastards
by Motörhead
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