dream
Of my China doll
Her silk Chinese coat (silk Chinese coat)
Her little blue pants (little blue pants)
coral pink lips (coral pink lips) »
China Doll
The Very Best of the Ames Brothers
by The Ames Brothers
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These are the roots of rhythm
And the roots of rhythm remain
Joseph's face was as black as the night
And the pale yellow moon shone in his eyes »
Under African Skies
Graceland
by Paul Simon
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way to coral and her charms
If you listen hard you'll hear the sea is breathing
And she's waiting there to hold you in her arms
And the pale English »
Luminous Rose
Globe of Frogs
by Robyn Hitchcock & the Egyptians
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Hit the shore, again the climb
Morning sun I'm pale and blind
Water too familiar, too wet
Slower than the tide
I've fallen back on it
I may »
Coral
The New Folk Implosion
by Folk Implosion
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beyond the grave
Close your eyes
Close your eyes
And fade away
Shed the coil
No need to toil
Come far away
pale crimson lips abound
With eyes of coral »
Fade Away
Vicious Circle
by L.A. Guns
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Joseph's face was black as night
The pale yellow moon shone in his eyes
His path was marked
By the stars in the southern hemisphere
And he walked »
Under African Skies
On the Road: 04-09-02 Tulsa, OK
by The String Cheese Incident
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Then At Will By The pale Death With His Cold Hand, Who With Time Will Stroke Your Breasts At Last;
The Precious coral Of Your Lips Long Past, Your »
Damnation 1651
Rom 5:12
by Marduk
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They beckoned to me from the fog
They spread their arms and lifted
Pale-portrait faces
I was taken
To their coral-cavern halls
To rooms with »
Sad Stephen's Song
Phantom Moon
by Duncan Sheik
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beloved creation
I served her with every ounce of my soul
She blessed me with success, I'm indebted to her
But now comes a fork in the road
And a pale half »
Debt & Departure
Debt & Departure
by Those Bastard Souls
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studied marble flaws
And faces drawn pale and worn
By many tears
I am that I am from out of nowhere
To fight without a cause
Roots strain against »
Manifesto [Manchester Apollo, England]
Thrill of It All: A Visual History 1972-1982
by Roxy Music
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studied marble flaws
And faces drawn pale and worn
By many tears
I am that I am from out of nowhere
to fight without a cause
Roots strain against »
Manifesto
Manifesto
by Roxy Music
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The first, the father of all families
Created by the two elements
With himself he breeded
Our proud ancestors
Our primitive force's deep roots
With energy »
Jotunblod
Frost
by Enslaved
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dress
With faces grim and pale
Tattered banners and bloody flags
Rusty spears and blades
Cries ring out, loud and harsh
From cracked and broken »
Tattered Banners and Bloody Flags
Twilight of the Thunder God
by Amon Amarth
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If you don't trust me I'll fall
I've wind in my sails
But the seas make me pale
And the floorboards are creaking below
Find me the oars
To row »
Horse Drawn Cart
Making Dens
by Mystery Jets
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Draugadrottin
Show me the path
down to Nifelhel
Guide me to the entrance
Guide me through the netherworlds
Down the roots of Heldrasill
Aah, it's so cold »
Roots of Heldrasill
Bloodhymns
by Necrophobic
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knew)
The clock on the wall has a good time with my time
The brainstorming rainstorm is on its way
The pale color of the door that's seen everything »
Clockwork
Meander
by Carbon Leaf
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"Where's sunstroke house?
"Where's a crow on the far fence, where's a mill by the pond?"
pale with horror, I saw you when your bird flew,
Now who in »
Sunstroke House
Strange Bird
by Augie March
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pacing steed,
And nothing else saw all day long,
For sidelong would she bend, and sing
A faery's song.
She found me roots of relish sweet,
And honey »
Monument
Mystery of the Whisper [Deluxe Edition]
by Crüxshadows
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the shame we have come to reclaim
With the waters retreat feel the shore for us
Woth the red rose pales lay a thousand graves many more
Where the ghost »
(No More) Paddy's Lament
Float
by Flogging Molly
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of tears
Sleep recites the psalm of the damned.
No need to watch the flame of my life in the palm of my hand
As pale as the holy ghost, speaking many »
Riverbed 4
Talkin' Honky Blues
by Buck 65
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Crouched and bent out of shape.
Rip this tongue out by the root.
Shake the walls of this pale grave.
A blaze, a blaze is set upon the hills.
An open grave »
A Small Spark vs. a Great Forest
Redeemer
by Norma Jean
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lives in a council flat
He looks a proper narner
In his great big hob nailed boots
He's got such a job to pull 'em up
That he calls them daisy roots »
My Old Man's a Dustman
Rock Island Line: The Singles Anthology 1955-1967
by Lonnie Donegan
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out
You're getting carried away because no one cares about your fame
I see the dagger in your name
Deny your roots for future rain, for future »
The Spanish Dagger
The Rumor
by Before Braille
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and arrow
I shoot, get the loot
I pluck ?em up by the root
I never stick ?em soft, I'm pick ?em off like fruit
This is my territory, Yankees want to block us »
Wardance
Kamnesia
by Kam
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day that you looked so beautiful, baby.
Now your cheeks have gone pale, and your roots dark gray.
And though they nod as they notice you're nice, »
A Makeover
Winged Life
by Shearwater
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