could still be me
Take this bottle from my hands and wean me.
Yes, you've wondered why I've always had a bottle in my hand
Why I never could give up »
Wean Me
The Battle
by George Jones
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difficult for me
But I have calmed and quieted my soul
Like a weaned child is my soul within me
I have calmed and quieted my soul
Like a weaned »
Psalm 131
Everyone's Beautiful
by Waterdeep
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What am I to do
Someone here is really not happy
Put myself on a line
It seems I never got through to you
So I wean myself off slowly
I'm »
Sweet Song
Think Tank
by Blur
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sell
Its too much he said I'm too far in debt
I need a clear way to be weaned of you
Its an unsteady leaf you cross
There's still unseen cold »
If You Cross
Another Desert, Another Sea
by Three Mile Pilot
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I'm clean yeah
Friends with Mr Sheen yeah
Don't have to wean myself up on nothing
I'm two minutes clean and that's not very often
Stroll on
There »
Clean
Life Thru a Lens
by Robbie Williams
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Sympathy was dead but she's back again
Wear like a dress for a second skin
wean me?
Ill let your hair please?
And if you don't bleed its not enough
wean »
Sympathy Was Dead
Into the Pink
by Verbena
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Raised on leather, weaned on war
A hell bent rebel overload
The gleam of a spike, the stain of blood
All the power contained in a raging flood »
Call of the Wild
The Fourth Judgement
by Jag Panzer
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a half-wet rag
I'm the lover of the bayou
Raised and swam with the crocodile
Snacked-eye taught me the moyo style
Sucked and weaned on chicken bile
I'm »
Lover of the Bayou [Live]
The Byrds [Box Set]
by The Byrds
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with the crocodile
Snacked-eye taught me the moyo style
Sucked and weaned on chicken bile
I'm the lover of the bayou Yeah!
Well, I learned the key »
Lover of the Bayou
Untitled/Unissued
by The Byrds
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Orifices Opened To Force Feed
Food For Non Thought
Weaned On Mass Quantities
The Nutrition Is Subliminal Domination
It's Easy To Digest
When It's »
Force Fed
Force Fed [Bonus Track]
by Prong
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The strong survive
To wean more brutes
Who grow and seed
Extend their roots
Cowards, bombs
And scab recruits
Like monkeys trapped
In monkey suits
Time is »
Outlive the Dinosaur
Psychoderelict
by Pete Townshend
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was
Dead on arrival
Ran out of money so he stole a car,
Tried to run but didn't get far.
Sent to prison, no turning back,
Saw his arm, weaned »
Dead on Arrival
Leather, Bristles, No Survivors and Sick Boys...
by G.B.H.
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Like beggars we feed,
Put our faith in crumbs,
And wean ourselves on please.
These lines around my eyes
Say that I'm alive
And this scar on my »
21st Century Psalms
Backroads
by Boxstep
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She's got a look on her puss like she was weaned on a pickle. Hands on the handle of her motorsicle. In the nest of the cuckoo bird...She's in a gang »
Nest of the Cuckoo Bird
Flamejob
by The Cramps
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of a flame
And it makes us all part of the patriot game
My name is O'Hannon and I've just gone sixteen
My home is in Monaghan where I was weaned
I've »
Patriot Game
Time to Think
by The Kingston Trio
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leave me at home to keep the teepee clean
Six papooses to break and when wean
Well your squaw is on the warpath tonight
Well I've found out a big brave »
Your Squaw Is on the Warpath
Gold
by Loretta Lynn
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An earthly nurse sits and sings,
And aye she sings a lily wean -
"Little ken I my bairn's father,
Far less the land that he dwells in."
For he's »
Silkie
Joan Baez, Vol. 2
by Joan Baez
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bairns tae wean
And he's raised them up on the flesh o men
In the cave of Sawney Bean.
And Sawney has been well endowed
Wi daughters young and lean »
Sawney Beane Clan
Pissed Tae Th' Gills: A Drunken Live Tribute to Robbie Burns
by The Real McKenzies
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Morbid fascination instilled within our young
Raised and weaned on cold steel, the damage it has brung
Little plastic war toys always within reach »
Violent by Nature
Violent by Nature
by Atrophy
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lose ourselves?
Should we force a common mind?
We're weaned on empathy
To satisfy our doubt
While attempts at unity
Have scattered us about »
Brotherhood?
Screams and Whispers
by Anacrusis
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the rest of us around you
No statue ever cried like you
When your mother weaned you »
Blue
Helium
by Pram
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with the crocodile
Snake-eye taught me the Mojo style
Sucked and weaned on chicken bile
I'm the lover of the bayou
I learned the key to the master »
Lover of the Bayou
Mudcrutch
by Mudcrutch
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steeped in tradition
That I could not run
I was raised by a river
Weaned upon the sky
And in the mirror of the waters
I saw myself learn to cry
As my »
The River
Home Free
by Dan Fogelberg
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town
They knew you when you were weaning
They knew you when you were grown
They think they know all about you
They'll never leave you alone »
Small Town Romance
Small Town Romance
by Richard Thompson
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down
These skies still burn to light your smile
Stand UP! Sit down! wean this senseless attention span.
Itæ?¯ all the same; the weatheræ?¯ changing »
Frictionless
Outer Banks
by Over It
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