a tiny rumble, the celloist solos
The sky blackens and the bass string slackens and they stand statuesquely
Then they giggle and they wiggle through »
Strange Orchestras
Universal Masters Collection
by Marc Bolan
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must never end or slacken
Never slacken, never slacken
I follow but maybe you'll correct me
I wish you'd never met me
I am your gentle man
I »
Words Unspoken
Supertramp
by Supertramp
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Why don't you just slacken up
Off my back your expectations are too much
Off my back instead of just letting me be
You've got your goals set for me
I »
Expectations
Sunday Matinee: Best of NY Hardcore
by Youth of Today
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the non-existent soul of John Smith
Walk the creature let it run but slacken not the rope to which it's bound
Ships in bottles cannot sail and neither can »
Talisman
American Woman
by The Guess Who
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slacken
All the skin that was so tight
So ask for a reason
Ask for any reason
Ask for the one reply
For the one reply
Try for reason
But »
Words So Leisured
Take Me Out
by Franz Ferdinand
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THE LOSERS ARE LEAD
Swirling railroads
Slackening aircrafts
And all missiles are launched
To celebrate the old days
And it fits into a box that locks without »
Canbas Of History
The Worms of God
by Comecon
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on the field.
Just like that race you could slacken your pace
Fall in sin and be left behind
Or dig down deep for the will to compete
And hear the Father say, »
Jump
Simply the Best
by Crystal Lewis
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You take your white finger
Slide the nail under the top and bottom buttons of my blazer
Relax the fraying wool, slacken ties
And I'm not to look »
The Dark of the Matinee
Franz Ferdinand
by Franz Ferdinand
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Guaranteed to put off and pass up that decay
While the latest concerns are reports of a slackening pace
Well it's savage and ugly the riots unfurl
But these »
Wonderful World
Raw
by The Alarm
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You take your white finger
Slide the nail under
The top and bottom buttons
Of my blazer
Relax the fraying wool
slacken ties and I'm
Not to look »
The Dark of the Matinee [DVD]
Franz Ferdinand [DVD]
by Franz Ferdinand
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As the slackened sail,
As the core within like the wind,
Is blowing at the veil.
And I will long go on this inner sight,
This call to arms means hold to it, »
Dandelions in Bullet Holes
All of Our Names
by Sarah Harmer
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never know just how long you'd have stayed
So sleep through the slackening screws cutting me loose at the end of the day
It's not such a beautiful day »
Stumblin'
Vulture Street
by Powderfinger
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at Prunella on Guzzle
The wizardest pony on earth
Why doesn't she slacken his muzzle
And tighten the breech in his girth
I say Mummy there's Mrs. Geyser »
Hunter Trials
Woman Transcending: Rare Recordings From Annie Haslam's Musical Journey
by Annie Haslam
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It doesn't take much to bring you down.
There are plenty of people standing round.
They wait till you slacken off just a bit.
Then they fill you »
What a Shame
The Feeding of the 5000
by Crass
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virginity is gone, but mys perm did come, and I spread it on, on to her boobs,
As my dick seemed to slacken, she just smiled at me and said "Hey little »
Ring of Fire
Dave
by Baken Beans
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You take your white finger
Slide the nail under the top and bottom
Buttons of my blazer
Relax the fraying wool, slacken ties
And I'm not to look »
Matinee
Now, Vol. 58 [UK]
by Franz Ferdinand
|
You take your white finger
Slide the nail under the top and bottom buttons of my blazer
Relax the fraying wool, slacken ties
And I'm not to look »
The Dark Of The Matinee
100 Hits: Indie
by Franz Ferdinand
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them o?er the rails
Boys, slacken up the jib and sing a hearty song
We've been driftin?, driftin?, for far too long
I take no care, me I'm so »
The Deader
Two Gallants
by Two Gallants
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the policemen's ball
I got the power to make a car stall
I guess I'm great, from blackness, and when the crowd slackens
I stop drinking, and then I start »
All for One
One for All
by Brand Nubian
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up nigga, handle business and boss up
Ain't no slacken or slippin', perpetratin' or sharp cuts
The spirit of love, puttin' near work on the grind »
Audobon Ballroom
The Black Market Militia
by Black Market Militia
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