to pick up every stitch,
The rabbits running in the ditch,
Beatniks are out to make it rich,
Oh no, must be the season of the witch,
Must be the season »
Season of the Witch
Sunshine Superman: The Very Best of Donovan
by Donovan
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Sure is strange
You got to pick up every stitch
You got to pick up every stitch
The rabbits run in the ditch
Oh no, must be the season »
Season of the Witch [*]
Best of Luna [Bonus Disc]
by Luna
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last drop until that beating stops
And let the devil come join us dancing
Across the yellow sun
We'll run because the devil in stitches only has his »
The Devil in Stitches
The Dissent of Man
by Bad Religion
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last drop until that beating stops
And let the devil come join us dancing
Across the yellow sun
We'll run because the devil in stitches only has his »
The Devil in Stitches
The Dissent of Man
by Bad Religion
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She's like a sweater that's just worn out
Fading, coffee stained, and out of style
And she's just about to run
Before her stitches come undone »
Loose Ends
If Songs Could Be Held
by Rosie Thomas
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the season of the witch.
You've got to pick up every stitch,
The rabbits running in the ditch,
Beatniks are out to make it rich,
Oh no, must be the season »
Season of the Witch
Tribute to the Music of the Blues Brothers
by Donovan
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a song
Touch the pedal, sing along
Swing a left to check the bail
Trace the fabric to the trail
Run the cards unto the bell
Tore the stitches, wear »
Amin
Snowbug
by The High Llamas
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strange
You've got to pick up every stitch
Two rabbits running in a ditch
The hippies out to make it rich
Oh no
Must be the season of the witch
Must »
Season of the Witch
100 Hits: Sixties Pop
by Vanilla Fudge
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lord
Now the funniest thing I ever seen, tom cat jumping on a sewing machine
Sewing machine run so fast, took 99 stitches in his yas, yas, yas »
New Dirty Dozen
Bumble Bee
by Memphis Minnie
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Multinational sitcom rating, inoffensive (self-effacing). The fountain of light infotainment, will never run dry. Another lunchbreak, another crisis. »
Dead Battery
Deviant
by Pitchshifter
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Scrotum nailed to the block,
Testicles obliterated by ballpeen hammer.
Labia stitched shut, blood runs from suture.
Clitoris removed with the yank »
Hobo Stew
The Bowels of Repugnance
by Broken Hope
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I'm gonna hide my heart behind the peacock's fan,
And keep my friends real close, yeah, this is how it's gonna go.
I'm gonna find my knife and run »
Take the Heartland
The Hunger Games: Songs from District 12 and Beyond
by Glen Hansard
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Out on your own
You've got nothing to stay for
Or so you keep saying
This year it's coming
And guess what we're running from
Too late for running »
Deadman
Sound Awake
by Karnivool
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Train running down the track
Blood pouring down my back
Here we go, beat me blue and black
This knife it bears its scars
And this heart it »
Stitch Me Up
Spit Bucket
by Tiger Lillies
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I can be your right of way
So we can get out of here
I've always been the one
Who runs from everyone
Cos everyone's just too weird
Sink with »
Gimme Stitches
There Is Nothing Left to Lose
by Foo Fighters
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There's no hold
The moving '
Has come through
The danger
Brushin you
Turns its face
Into the heat
And runs
The tunnels
Its so cold »
Nite Flights
Nite Flights
by The Walker Brothers
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know it was a waste of time?
All stitched up by a thin blue line
White paranoia
It runs the show
Go straight to jail
And don't pass go
You want »
Don't Pass Go
Readymades
by Chumbawamba
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I'm a stitch away
From making it
And a scar away
From falling apart, apart
Blood cells pixelate
And the eyes dilate
And the full moon peels »
The (Shipped) Gold Standard
Folie à Deux
by Fall Out Boy
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I'm a stitch away from making it
And a scar away from falling apart, apart
Blood cells pixelate, and the eyes dilate
And the full moon peels, got »
The (After) Life of the Party
Infinity on High
by Fall Out Boy
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I'm a stitch away from making it
And a scar away from falling apart, apart
Blood cells pixelate
And the eyes dialate
And the full moon pill's got »
The (After) Life of the Party
Infinity on High
by Fall Out Boy
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I've looted and I've begged
On the tubes of the Bec and Broadway
I've been run over by cars
And to prove it her's the scars
On my wrists
I've »
The Final Comedown
30 Something
by Carter the Unstoppable Sex Machine
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Clicks on the phone.
I cannot help you.
Caught by own worm.
Caught in a rat's nest.
Eat own young.
Chew through wires
Sewn up in stitches, stitches »
A Rat's Nest
Spitting Feathers
by Thom Yorke
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Blood in torrents wrist sheds life
Like skin from a mask of agony
Meat flayed open beyond stitches
Plasma soaks into the sheets
On death bed once »
Death Runs Red
Tormented
by Abscess
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Do I fuel my hunger deprive my dreams
Live my lonely worn out seam
Stitches weary and the scars they leave
I'm the only one deceived
Please »
Punish Me
Misguided Roses
by Edwin McCain
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Are you my pet?
Or did I have to work so hard
For nothing?
I've been here before,
I'll be here again.
My blood runs quick like ink from a squid. »
Steak Knives
Life Fantastic
by Man Man
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