fun in the sun
A-slicin' sand
Come baby, come, let's dig some holes
You'll find it's heaven with sand on you soles
Yeah!
Slide through to the left, »
Slicin' Sand
The Complete Elvis Presley Masters
by Elvis Presley
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the night
sole survivor, cursed with second sight
Haunted saviour, cried into the night
Wind blew across the sand
He stood alone and he had no plan »
Sole Survivor
Fire of Unknown Origin
by Blue Öyster Cult
|
I've been up to my neck workin' six days a week
Wearin' holes in the soles of the shoes on my feet
Been dreamin' of gettin' away since I don't know »
No Shoes, No Shirt, No Problems
Summer (3-D) [DVD]
by Kenny Chesney
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shades on and no contacts in.
pack leading nuissance with a way with kids, open envelope..
"bringing sand to the beach" cutting off...
"the »
I Promise Never to Get Paint on My Glasses Again, Pt. 1
cLOUDDEAD
by cLOUDDEAD
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I've been up to my neck
Workin' six days a week.
Wearin' holes in the soles
Of the shoes on my feet.
Been dreamin' of gettin' away
Since I don't »
No Shoes, No Shirt, No Problems
No Shoes, No Shirt, No Problems
by Kenny Chesney
|
Hail! Son of kings make the ever-dying sign
Cross your fingers in the sky for those about to BE.
There am I waiting along the sand.
Cast your »
Magus Perdé
A Passion Play
by Jethro Tull
|
(Linden/Powers)
Stand up and take it like a man
You're spitting out teeth and sinking in the sand
Crawling on your knees through the promised land »
House of Sin
Bark
by Blackie & the Rodeo Kings
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motherfucker, motherfucker
Don't wipe your sole on the curb
Li'l puppy needs a guiding hand
To rub your face in the turd
Don't need no vintage tits
Don't need no »
Don't Say Motherfucker, Motherfucker
Darkness Forever! Between the Lines in Hamburg and Oslo!
by Turbonegro
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Snow in my shoes
Mid-Winter blues
Have got me down
(Just point me South...let's go now)
The clothes on my back
Are too Pasternak
From sole to crown »
Under the Sun
Rendezvous in Rio
by Michael Franks
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up
You've got me so messed up
You were so special
I was walkin' on eggshells
Now you're just
Gum on the sole of my shoe
Flat on the back »
All You Are
Pay the Girl
by Pay the Girl
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Between soles of her feet
Their average is torn
Normandy
Wait, wait, fulfill your destiny's secret
Try to find, try to find
No fear till the end of crime »
Shipwreck Water
Something to Listen To
by Nine Days
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clouds too.
Gravel in my pockets,
From the places I have been,
The soles of my shoes are paper thin.
I got sand here in my pockets,
From »
Don't Know Where I'm Going
Deuce
by Rory Gallagher
|
the foolish kind
Don't owe people favours, that's my peace of mind
I don't know why I deserve someone like you
But you're my one and only sole exception »
I Wouldn't Beg for Water
The Best of Sheena Easton [EMI]
by Sheena Easton
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a good hell and he succeeded
He began by putting thorns all over the trees
He mixed up the sand with millions of fleas
He scattered tarantulas along »
Mean as Hell
Ballads of the True West 2
by Johnny Cash
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riding in my Uncle's car
Down to the beach where the pretty girls all
parade
And movie stars and paparazzi play
The Charles Atlas kicking sand in »
Sunset Strip
Collection Box: The Pros and Cons of Hitch Hiking/Radio KAOS/Amused to Death/In the Fle
by Roger Waters
|
Faded dreams and blue jeans
A Rangers cap with sweat rings
There's a hole in the sole of my favorite boots
Well I've been at it a long time »
Something's Gotta Give
The House Rules
by Christian Kane
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The prophet man's got a needle in his hand
Draws his dreams from your soul - bleeding minds into sand
The year of the fear has arrived decades too late »
Vote with a Bullet
Vote with a Bullet
by Corrosion of Conformity
|
are talking to me
Circle something, circle something
The crop circles are talking to me
Circle something, circle something
Something solely meant »
Crop Circles
The Calm
by Insane Clown Posse
|
l'anima
Per sgretolarsi in sabbia
E diventare nebbia
Io vorrei il sole per me
Il cuore mio aprirò
All' azzurro infinito del cielo
E tu non sarai più »
Il Profumo del Cielo (Blue Heaven)
Alessandro Safina [Release 2]
by Alessandro Safina
|
[Sole]
Thank God I never made it to Earth, what a happy place
how I long to be depressed, to be a grouch, get away
Yo, Yo Here I stand in the desert »
Save the Children
Bottle of Humans
by Sole
|
Like dust in the wind sand slips through your fingers
Similar to shattered dreams that still linger
Trying to succeed in whatever you do
But »
Somebody's Smilin' on Me
Loco Motive
by Cowboy Troy
|
Oh, God!
sole has no eyes.
Could be Jerusalem, or it could be Cairo
Could be Berlin, or it could be Prague
Could be Moscow, could be New York »
Home
Radio K.A.O.S.
by Roger Waters
|
have harbored based solely on the fact
That it makes us smile if it sounds dope
[Aesop Rock]
It's the year of the silkworm
Everything I built burned »
9-5ers Anthem
Labor Days
by Aesop Rock
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my disbelief
And bathed me with her ever-smile.
And with a howl across the sand
I go escorted by a band of gentlemen in leather bound
NO-ONE »
A Passion Play [Edit #8]
36 All-Time Greatest Hits
by Jethro Tull
|
feet from the sand
Laid our troubles, down like bodies on the quilt
on the strand on September 21st and we built
Anatomical ebonics was the language »
Waughter
By Design
by Grand Agent
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