submerge myself
Taking a long walk around the block
Every little step,
Every single step becomes a note
That I draw on the staff lines of the sidewalk »
The Headphonist
Atlas
by Kinky
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I remember Richard Nixon back in '74
And the final scene at the White House door
And the staff lined up to say good-bye,
Tiny tear in his shifty »
Line 'Em Up
Live at the Beacon Theatre
by James Taylor
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submerge myself
Taking a long walk around the block
Every little step, every single step becomes a note
That I draw on the staff lines of the sidewalk »
The Headphonist
Promo Only: Alternative Club (July 2004)
by Kinky
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line
When you've been the waist gunner
On a B.17 singing
Anger Incorporated
Anger
Anger Incorporated
Anger
Whoever you are
They will scare
No »
Anger Inc.
Manners & Physique [Bonus Tracks]
by Adam Ant
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He's frightening the staff.
Sir, there's no need to raise your voice.
Sir, I'm afraid you leave me no choice.
End of the line.
End of the line »
End of the Line
Slow New York
by Richard Julian
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you
Wiping away the lines carved in your face
Take the relic from this place
Carry on, into the horizon, wielding courage, staff in hand
Journey »
The Relic
Twilight in Olympus
by Symphony X
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The people and staff they clap
The mixer sweats
In comic type letters the voices are saying
Clap, clap
The mixer sweats
The mixer sweats
The mixer »
The Mixer
The Complete Peel Sessions 1978-2004
by The Fall
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on the plaques that line the hall
Hey shut up, hey shut up, yeah
On the streets, such a sweet face jumping in town
In the staff when the verdict is in
In »
Andy, You're a Star
Hot Fuss
by The Killers
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Oh look up girl show me what you have to use, oh look up girl
Right now I'd be the bitch, but I left you, I left you in the ditch
Bite the line »
Surprise! I'm from Cuba, Everyone Has One Brain
Downtown Battle Mountain
by Dance Gavin Dance
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The paper boy is working before he goes
Lying to the teacher he knows he knows
He didn't and he should've
Brought his lines in yesterday
Ernie »
Round Are Way
Wonderwall
by Oasis
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return again
Again
Sickness
Self desired
Self assured
With staff infection
Nauseous and bloated
Your best behind you now
Irritate,amputate »
Sickness
A Lethal Dose of American Hatred
by Superjoint Ritual
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An unsigned dotted line
An empty mini bar
A forgotten badge crumpled on a forgotten lapel
But he has redlight every night
Redlight, wallpaper and minty »
Redlight
The Line Between Myth and Reality Has Always Been in Finland
by Antennas to Heaven
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man died
The eldest felt this
Opportunity to rise
While the one in the middle still cried
The little one held his father's staff HIGH
Cursed »
Trinity Lost
Defenders of the Underworld
by Pep Love
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his rod and his line and his hook!
His Excellency regrets
He hasn't enough to run the house
Or pay the staff-or feed a mouse
Upon the pay he gets »
His Excellency Regrets
Mad About [Box Set]
by Noël Coward
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"Round our way"
The paper boy is working before he goes
Lying to the teacher he knows he knows
He didn't and he should've
Brought his lines in »
Round Are Way/Up in the Sky
Live at Earls Court 1995
by Oasis
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as publicity tool
So it's off to cell to meet the prison staff
The first thing they do they want his autograph
And I just laugh cause he suffered the wrath »
Iron Mic
Lemonade and Brownies
by Sugar Ray
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NOTE> These are the actual lyrics to the song "Les Litanies De Satan".
NOTE> The lines between brackets are only whispered, not spoken or sung
NOTE> »
Les Litanies de Satan
Crossing the Fiery Path
by Necromantia
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got my hydrants parked on every street
I'm federal nigga, son of sun, come close and feel the heat
I am the streets, the white lines only separate »
DNA
The Inevitable Rise and Liberation of Niggy Tardust
by Saul Williams
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I used to carry a glock
On the waist line
Man, I don't waste time
I'm strong on the baseline
You'll never taste mine
See me on the screen »
It Ain't Nothin'
Rise Up [Clean]
by Cypress Hill
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a three eyed Siamese cat looked like
The face of the enemy
And the crowd let out such a shudder
As they lined up file and rank
Starin' at a twenty foot »
The Proper Gander
Bobby Darin Sings Doctor Doolittle/Bobby Darin Born Walden Robert Cassotto
by Bobby Darin
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They don't owe me anything
Now I'm on the line, now I've lost my touch
They don't touch anything
Every passing hour all becomes too much
I »
Lost My Touch
Sometime Anywhere
by The Church
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a threat to myself, and neither to my staff
Not the type to really dance too much, although I used to
Rather bust a fresh line, and get loose »
Mostly Tha Voice
Hard to Earn
by Gang Starr
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the rocker
Thinkin' I'm shook, get the phone book, call the doctor
Are you out of your mind, doubtin' mines, out of line
Talkin' out your behind, shoutin' »
Bananas (Who You Gonna Call?)
Order in the Court [Clean]
by Queen Latifah
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covered in feathers
Orange-red with blue-black lines
That draped down to his chest
Body are a tentacle mess
And light blue plant-heads
TV showed Sam »
The N.W.R.A.
A Part of America Therein, 1981 [Expanded Edition]
by The Fall
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to the staff room at lunchtime
I'm like a joke but there's never a punch line
And if you step on my toes I'll blow up just like a landmine
Give me a reason I'll »
Lying on a Beach
La De Da
by Joel Plaskett
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