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There is no funeral procession 
Going on here today 
Unless it’s led by Fred Wesley
Gardner trumpeting a lively version 
When

Made In Japan

Deep Purple

Deepest Purple: The Very Best of Deep Purple [30th Anniversary Edition CD/DVD]

1980

hit by flying lead
You've not been hit by flying lead
You'd better close your eyes
You'd better bow your head

Wait for the ricochet 
Ooh, ooh,

t-shirt and shorts
Wandering about the backlots
I don't know how to play blackjack
I've got no money for booze
And everyone's advertising prostitutes
That

And now, I ain’t even gotta rap
Holiday’s over now I'm done with that
Like to let all hang like a thunder cat
I just wanna flee and believe me I ain’t coming

act-needy
An I won't be the thanksgiving for the black Friday
Only like holidays uh, if I get to see my fam
Baby let's bring vegan food to my aunt crib we

coming home
For as long as you're here
For as long as you're here
Touching down at the gate
Man this place hasn't changed
Everyone's got their family

care
And the whole house stank 'cause our socks were just hanging there
It was the time of season for loving and joy
So we're planning a party for all

there's something that he likes
He has to fix up his eyes before
He can watch the television so
Scratches underneath of his parka
Tries to figure out what

Yo, I go by the name of Dubious Thoughts
I feel like sometimes, I hide behind my shell
Like I was bound for hell but, I got a story to tell
Cuz my

Staring off

(And there's none like you)

And you in a whole notha place, just zonin

(Ten seconds feels like ten hours)

(Never take this moment for

place."
"Quite right. I like it."

And they'll see it there in writing
That our Bill, he went down fighting for his love, his life and his democracy
So

place."
"Quite right. I like it."

And they'll see it there in writing
That our Bill, he went down fighting for his love, his life and his democracy
So

Let's make this your favorite holiday
By getting blitzed and sledding away
And if there ain't no snow on the ground 
We can still turn up and we'll show

Oriental Beat

Hanoi Rocks

Oriental Beat

1982

I'm gonna take a holiday, 
Be somewhere far away, 
I won't be back for awhile
For a long long time, 
I wanna get away from the west
To the place

I walked through the door with you, the air was cold
But somethin' 'bout it felt like home somehow
And I left my scarf there at your sister's house

Lyrics:

1.	Lookout folks there’s a big new game
For damned Republicans who know no shame
All the world’s troubles are caused by Libs
Says Fox News

looking for, but please spare a minute to consider my offer

A Place You Can Call Home
A place you can call home, a place you can call home is all I'm

the same to him whether any of you conceal his speech or declare it openly, whether
He hide by night or go forth freely by day

For each person there are

The Makings of a Perfect B****

Nas

Street's Disciple

2004

breasts so I could titty fuck while she do
My taxes for the IRS
So I could just relax, shit, by now I'm blessed
I'm her daddy, I'm her messiah, I'm god

city, no, Mr. Government
But, it's the holidays, everybody broke, so you knowin' that's why it's trouble sent
I'm Rolls Royce ridin', please don't tell

by making my life a mess, I'm sorry...
We don't go back this time
For a place to call my own
For a place that I call home
We don't go back this time

there's nowhere else to go Except for back home
And baby I'm

Home when I go out dressed like I'm on the red carpet
I'll be home when I'm a superstar

when this shop is fully finished
No one comes
I'm sorry

This didn't happen for a long time
The actual reality of this
But it was like this
It isn't

Umm... I'd like to dedicate this track the one and only

Yeah STA, STA
There's no place quite like St Albans
STA STA
The people are nice in St Albans