wilting effort
Our progress report
I'm only sure that I'm not sure
I shudder to be honest
Who's behind it all now?
Who's the author?
I'm full »
Artificial Sweetener
Return of Saturn
by No Doubt
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faking I love you's
You're forcing me to
You really deserve love
I want to love you
But I can't seem to find myself
My wilting effort
Our progress »
Artifical Sweetener
Return of Saturn [Import Bonus Tracks]
by No Doubt
|
Our progress report
I'm only sure that I'm not sure
I shudder to be honest
Who's behind it all now?
Who's the author?
I'm full of artificial »
Artificial Sweetner
Return of Saturn [Japan Bonus Tracks]
by No Doubt
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got against what I left
So progress report: I am missing you to death
[Chorus:Repeat x2]
Someone old
No one new
Feeling borrowed
Always blue »
I Slept With Someone in Fall Out Boy and All I Got Was This Stupid Song
From Under the Cork Tree
by Fall Out Boy
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these motives
you'll please report your progress
to the captain, our captain
so he can mark the atlas
never considered this a prize
but »
Air
Wiretap Scars
by Sparta
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through
What 'dem wann' do for stop you
When your're under your meditation and look through
We kick that progress report consort to make it happen »
Tabula Rasa
Rhymes Galore
by Mellowbag
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a reference to me and
That's myself too
What progress I have made the first week
First week
First week
First week
Every sentence I use
Refer to women »
First Week/Last Week ... Carefree
Talking Heads 77
by Talking Heads
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a reference to me and
that's myself too
What progress I have made the first week
First Week
First Week
First Week
Every sentence I use
Refer to women »
First Week/Last Week...Carefree
Talking Heads [DualDisc]
by Talking Heads
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Last textural reports
A plan of locations
Cross points of agencies
A program of density
Of a force that cannot be determined
Science at this »
The Unseen
Buried Dreams
by Clock DVA
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Roger Peter
This is unit 187 reporting back. I'm on the corner of 53 and Ogden follwing an
Ugly cadillac. mmmm looks like the license plates LBC 4-0-8-0. »
Cockboy's Daddy
Growing Out of It
by Lucky Boys Confusion
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divine
Now we're flailing in the wake
Of progress passing by
At the speed of normal
Ever since you were the baby
You've been trying to grow up
But »
The Speed of Normal
John Wesley Harding's New Deal
by John Wesley Harding
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Ten short years of progressive change
Fifty fucking years of calling us names
Can we trade title nine for an end to hate crime
Are you-486 if we »
FYR
Feminist Sweepstakes [Bonus Track]
by Le Tigre
|
[ reporter ]
Mr. President, there would be one level of disclosure for the Congress,
is that correct?
One level of disclosure for the public...
[ »
Imprison the President
Notes of a Native Son
by Laquan
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his eyes.
Do I Do I Do I Do I Care if he dies
Do I Do I Do I Do I?
Take a paper towel and place it over his head.
Phone up reception and report him »
The Writer
Red Skies over Paradise
by Fischer-Z
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interrogation?
report through the hole
Left where the trees and halberds once stood
Taller then eye contact
And years turn to dust left behind
With bark »
Sanctioned in a Birdcage
Tropics and Meridians
by June of 44
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got a vest
New York City's the arena of death
Yo the strip movin' slow, but everybody goin' hard
Seein' more D's than a damn report card
Everybody »
Live by the Gun
Thoughts of a Predicate Felon
by Tony Yayo
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of obsession I would like to progress in
I write about me, and the life of my henchmen
I blow dice, roll twice to the deuce
That was nights, that was life »
One Day I Smile
From Me to U
by Juelz Santana
|
none of this is for the best
Interest or the progress of society, buying me?
You can call me paranoid but paranoia's a defense mechanism
From those »
Tragedy.com
A War Story
by The Psycho Realm
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destiny
And this is the best of me I offer nothing less
I impact spit facts impress progress
(Hook)
Lovers Fighters Fam everybody raise your hands up »
Lover/Fighter
The Lover/Fighter Document
by Jonathan Emile
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you will find,
From stress I guess and having a compassionate mind,
I worry bout the machine of progress, ain't no stopping it,
The forest we destroy »
Walk On
Calling
by Hilltop Hoods
|
is Dick Doolittle and I'm a reporter from Grime
magazine
and we would like to comment on the tragic riots--
B: Not a riot, it's a rebellion »
The Coup
Kill My Landlord
by The Coup
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experimenting with his wordplay
In his youth he did a report on the Sloan Digital Sky survey
he got an F but he deserved an A
I followed his career from »
Poet Laureate II
Rip the Jacker
by Canibus
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