The earth need some moulding
I'm gonna dig and dig some holes in
And bring forth some fruits, oh Lord
Trees bearing fruits
The earth need some »
Moulding
Are We a Warrior
by Ijahman
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that I wore my clothes for you and you make me happy as that's what
You best at nurture more hard to mould the sense choose to walk your own mile hard »
Makeshift
Shatterproof Is Not a Challenge
by Hundred Reasons
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You think you've pinned her down
She's got you undersigned
She's too good to be true
They broke the mould, when they made you
She knows when »
Too Good to Be True
Secrets
by Robert Palmer
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Uhhhh...!
...Bred - Bread!
Growing like a never ending tumour
Growing like a skin of mould
Feeding off the remains of old
Growing!
Uhhhh...!
...Bred »
Bread
Bound by Fire
by Zimmer's Hole
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Limb by limb and tooth by tooth,
Tearing up inside of me,
Every day, every hour, just wish that I...
Was bulletproof
Wax me, mould me,
Heat »
Bullet Proof... I Wish I Was
Radiohead Box Set
by Radiohead
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a water-dog's hooked bones:
It was made from the grief
Moulded from sorrow
Its belly out of hard days
Its soundboard from endless woes
Its strings gathered »
My Kantele
The Dark Side of Wacken
by Amorphis
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Down in the oxyfactory.
mould and shattered glass you see.
Safety- dresses ain't of use.
The air is tense of blaring noise.
[Chorus:]
Down in »
The Factory
Fuck the Nineties.....Here's Our Noize
by Oxymoron
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the mould
Before you get too old
You try to break the mould
Before you die
Cue to your heart that it racing
Stung by the look in your eye
Cue »
Summer's Gone
Without You I'm Nothing
by Placebo
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Bleed forever
Seep from the stones
Bleed forever
Silence our tones
Bleed forever
mould us like clay
For everything we have is taken away »
Bleed Forever
Phantom Power
by Super Furry Animals
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to break the mould
It's the spirit of the underdog
I've seen you reach that main event
And make it look like an accident
Your need for love can't be »
Spirit of the Underdog
Start From the Dark
by Europe
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Come to Q quarters
We're watching heads of state from here
Sticking their Fabers
Deep into the empire's ear
Moulding the conscience
Severe in »
Q Quarters
Q Quarters
by The Associates
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You want to be the master blaster
Killing yourself to win
Moulding a god of sin
You let your body sweat burn faster
You've got the madness »
Krakin Up
Beauty and the Beast
by Venom
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moulded in the image of his maker
Man shall have dominion over all
But because we're nothing more than human
Sometimes we stumble
Sometimes we fall »
In the Beginning
I Believe [Bear Family]
by Frankie Laine
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the mould
The wind went on from West to east
All movement in the forest ceased
But shrill an harsh across the marsh
Its whistling voices were released »
Runes of Power
Let Mortal Heroes Sing Your Fame
by Summoning
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(Colin Moulding)
Fine art never moved my soul
No vintage wine designer clothes
But my world shakes for me
My bird sings sweetly »
My Bird Performs
Nonsuch
by XTC
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can't mould this stage
Anymore
Recognise me
Anymore
To tread this fantasy, openly
What have I done
Ooh this uncertainty, is taking me over
Is »
Over
Portishead
by Portishead
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The dream, the dream, the dream
Watching the colours as they run
Figures you mould like the sun
Lovers can dream, devils can dream
You may be nowhere »
The Dream
Essential
by Culture Club
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sister?
Why walk the path of shoulders cold?
Exit mould
I'm here again, among trees and green meadows
and people in countless rows
Searching, I »
Exit Mould
Exit Mould
by Pale Forest
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I'm a member of the chronic generation
It's gettin' me nowhere-its full of complications
Our lives are moulded like a plasticine mutation
Don't »
Chronic Generation
Chronic Generation
by Chron Gen
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Or A mould Of Mould? VANITY! PERISHABLENESS!
The Strong One Puts No Solace In His Power, And The Wise Not In Wisdom, Still What Is Happiness And Joy, Wordly »
Womb of Perishableness
Rom 5:12 [Bonus Track]
by Marduk
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way
We raise our hats to the strange phenomena
Soul birds of a feather flock together
We raise our hats to the hand a-moulding us
Sure 'nuff, he »
Strange Phenomena
The Kick Inside
by Kate Bush
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some cerebral fix
Transfer me to that solid plain
Hammer me into blazen pain
Moulding shapes no shame to waste
Moulding shapes no shame to waste »
In the Flat Field
In the Flat Field
by Bauhaus
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at last
The vermin allowed a thought to pass them by
You are pure, you are snow
We are the useless sluts that they mould
Rock 'n' roll is our »
Little Baby Nothing
Generation Terrorists
by Manic Street Preachers
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The little toy dog is covered with dust
But sturdy and stanch he stands
And the little toy soldier is red with rust
And his musket moulds in his »
Little Boy Blue
Sail Along Silv'ry Moon [Box]
by Billy Vaughn
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Valentine's treatment can break pathetic moulds
Take that boy who hates himself and can't wait to be sold
Valentine's treatment can cure that twisted soul »
Valentine's Treatment
The Sin of Pride [Bonus Tracks]
by The Undertones
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