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at the world like they cant build shit to stop me
So the only one can block and make me lose by being cocky
Is talking
You copy

This worth more than
Gaining o

the hand
Says you need to find a publisher
An agent, and a brand
And you smile and nod politely
Pack up t-shirts and cds
Knowing full well that the only way

let 'em know

Eyes
Eyes
It's been this way
Been this way forever
Well, at least until tomorrow
When I come to see you
Cryin' hallelujah

Eyes

I am an old coat hanging on a peg dusty behind the door
A worn n cold old goat dragging my feet along the shore
With no bag to carry shoes to wear,

We underground 
We underground 
We underground 
We underground

Undetected by the radars
Off the books if we ever making some paper
No regular

Twenty Seven

Major League

Hard Feelings

2012

out celebrating, we picked up where we left off
Surrounded by old friends who grew old, but never grew up
It's like we're the only true friends, left

Lovers Chain

Charlie Landsborough

Reflections

2003

I've found all the love I ever wanted
Things so sweet I never could explain
Hold me like a prisoner who has nowhere to escape
Tied forever

want
Mortal scum
There's no way back left for you
My lonely arms embrace the fields
The fields of sweet purgatory
I am the owner of this land
Inhabited

today

But who is this Santa Evita?
Why all this howling, hysterical sorrow?
What kind of goddess has lived among us?
How will we ever get by without

of believers
Carry out thy will
Infect their brains with the fever
Question not the kill
This land's a bitter hive
Of blasphemy unbound
The only way to save it

Time to go and build who I am
Time, yeah, to discover what there is
Over the child's prison and
It's boring mistakes
I don't want to be your failed

one that fucking feels this way
People just walking by you
Without their faces on
Masked with disguise of the remnants of who we could be
Our hopes burn

following the commandments of God, and walking from henceforth in his holy ways; Draw near with faith, and take this holy Sacrament to your comfort; and make

ahead, theres no one like him left in this town

Society tries to tell him, how to live his life 

But in God he Trusts, he Sticks to his guns, he only

find me
cnd I've gone, to turn out the light.
cnd left this dimension behind me,
I'll fade to eternal night

But our lines, marked by failures

Ages of a forgotten existence, so far now
Dusty shells of pictures buried by years
Tell me who i am
Tell me how to see my dawn...
Tomorrow...

Were we

away
One thing is so clear to me it's burned into my brain
The sign that my brother made way back when we were kids
To this day still stands for who he

the world's papers today

But who is this Santa Evita?
Why all this howling hysterical sorrow?
What kind of goddess has lived among us?
How will we ever

for they are fearless
And therefor they are powerful
Like the moon for the earth
I am the only one to watch you burn, burn, yourself down
Paradise
Your

Oh What a Circus

Hank Marvin

Hank Marvin and the Shadows Play the Music of Andrew Lloyd Webber and Tim Rice

1997

today

But who is this Santa Evita?
Why all this howling, hysterical sorrow?
What kind of goddess has lived among us?
How will we ever get by without

today

But who is this Santa Evita?
Why all this howling, hysterical sorrow?
What kind of goddess has lived among us?
How will we ever get by without

Magic mirror
On the wall
Tell me who will win this war
Will it ever be the way it was?

When Eenie, meenie, miney, moe
Catch a tiger by the toe
Were

She's got a candle lit by her window
With a double-barrel shotgun next to her rocking chair
She's been waiting
And this old lady, she's been