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steal from you and me.
Their heads are in our pockets, they're bleeding us to death
They fuckin' keep on takin' till there's nothing fuckin' left.
Am I going down
To where there's no return
How long can I go on
Listening to my fears
I'm so tired of living
On borrowed time
I feel so sad,
a dreamer
Cause I don't want to know
(So let me take you there)
I know (I know)
We're gonna get there someday
(we're gonna get there someday) oh yeah
on the floor
There's a prince of rock living deep inside her
He gives her signals then she says okay
Teenie Weenie Boppie a pris du L.S.D.
Un sucre et la
Fly
I believe that there's more to life that what I see
And I believe that I can still fly with my broken wings
I believe that this picturesque
I don't know what you've been told
About the Viking probe
Or the photos of
Martian pyramids
The evidence is obvious that there exists another form
sense there's a rapport
So whisper me your number
I'll call you up at home
Whisper me your number
I'll call you up at home
Don't worry I'm not
Is there a country
Just for the lonely
A land that gently heals despair
Somewhere in the world.
Somewhere in the world.
Somewhere in the world.
"Now why ain't you over there where you supposed to be?"
"The white trip Goldie he tried to off me man."
"Let me tell you something now you listen
the
Bitter fruits of bickering politicians. And there he
Stood a model of perfection. Careless and fit with
Contempt for me. Could you predict this before
the broken hearted people living in the world agree
There will be an answer, let it be
For though they may be parted, there is still a chance that they will
wrong i think that i'll write back and find out how it's done take a swing there's got to be more to this than what we hear about take a swing there's got
take each other
To a place where no one's ever been?
Yeah, I really need you near me tonight
'Cause you'll never take me there again
Let me watch you
You thought you were in the clear
And you almost got away
But there's one more surprise
There's one more card to play
Now the waiting is over
me,
Before your heart is running free,
There's a million reasons you should stay,
Look around you baby now,
Before you turn away, you turn away,
there's too much murder
ghost in my mouth
and it's talking too much
and i can't keep my head straight
there's crowds on the sidewalk
it's making
There is a rose in Spanish Harlem
A red rose up in Spanish Harlem
It is a special one, it's never seen the sun
It only comes out when the moon is
said
I don't want to bore you with my trouble
But there's somethin 'bout your love
That makes me weak and
Knocks me off my feet
There's sumptin
underneath the sheets
Such a tight squeeze bittersweet
Oh you're so very nice well alright
Hey babe there's a lot to see
And somethin's happened 'tween you
You stepped out of a dream
You are too wonderful to be what you seem!
Could there be eyes like yours,
Could there be lips like yours
Could there
Johnson Flood Mississippi
Mud Black Bottom I got 'em
Lindy Hop Chop chop chop
Ch-ch-ch Charlotte Russe Turn on the juice
Hep Hep there goes
Deep down under the ground
There's a place where it's always sun
Deep down under the Earth
There's chocolate for everyone
There's chocolate for
can we go on?
How can we go on just laughing and smiling and nothing
Nothing at all
There's nothing at all
There's nothing at all
We are miles
You stepped out of a dream
You are too wonderful to be what you seem!
Could there be eyes like yours,
Could there be lips like yours
Could there
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