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little game Of falling down You rock 'n' roll When the call come 'round Come on baby, and make some time Made in the shade and you wish it'd turn around You're gonna rock, you'll rock the night away You're gonna roll baby, and I'll make the grade

when I think about you All I want to do Be by your side Take a little ride Take a little Baby you know I'm all about you And all I want to do Is take a little ride Maybe get inside Maybe get in Mama told me boy Someday that girls gonna take your min

me to the dark Into the dead of night It's time to see the truth To meet the other side I'll give what you crave I'll leave you wanting more Cause everything you need Is lurking in the core You gotta get it Ohh you gotta get it You gotta cut that hole inside

all have a weakness But some of ours are easier to identify Look me in the eye And ask for forgiveness We'll make a pact to never speak that word again Yes, you are my friend We all have something that digs at us Atleast we dig each o

farmer digs a hole and fills it in with boiling oil Hoping to make a dress from the ground to make it well Say orangeworker, are you tried and true? Say orangeworker, can you see it through? Ride, don't fly, orangeworker, are you tried and true?

lights around turn the rain that stopped There is an echo in my crypt You are so welcome even though you look strange Just be quiet listen to my breath You are so cold You are so still I love you I promise I will Who digs you up when you're down

..Kiss it goodbye Hollywood is plastic but easy on the eyes Big Apple is fantastic but cuts you down to size they'll treat you like a door mat expecting you to fail Says right across your forehead ,,Integrity for sale" You'll be on TV when it starts to snow in he

fool who digs his own grave I'm still trying to find my way out But if it's the long way I'll sleep in this bed I've made The kids have fallen on blades It's too late to figure out It's too late for babies to beg for their beds It's too late to

is the death of hopes of harmony a dreadful fate awaits extinction of this dying world decaying culture obsessed with itself unable to stray from its path this vile creation digs its own grave bastard kingdom shall tumble down watch your false savior bathe...in his own filth no hope for

days ive hiden away from this curse that weakens me tears down my every dream withering away i watch as you crawl through my mind tearing down all thats left your beauty lies inside buried beneath a mask that you wear only to hide your true emotions your self p

smiles at you, derisive Reflections so divisive Conception of your deceit Divides all of my inner feelings This is the language of the dark Asphyxiation of the heart Your very soul, all torn apart Contemptuous quietus Perceptions falling through, failing you

hands shake uncontrolled He can't take it no more Yet he digs in for another bite Nothing heard but stridor The blood runs slow As he cuts another piece Disgusted by his own existence Ugly, vile and obese Eat He commands himself Feed The f

s nearly always here digs all the modern gear cool, like a lager beer Beat Girl Tries anything for kicks Lose you with her swinging hips mates with her pretty lips Beat Girl [Spoken:] "That's the Beat girl feeding the coins into the Jukebox, all white stockings an

the leaves are brown And the sky is grey I went for a walk On a winter's day I'd be safe and warm If I was in L. A. California dreamin' On such a winter's day Stopped into a church I passed along the way Well, I got down on my knees And I began to pray You kn

you leave it open? The window to the pain is letting feelings fly away From this landscape of fall Symbolic fray, glass freedom caged Despair is the remaining trash of our cannibal love Virtual embrace, cold distant frames We spread reflected images while

hands shake uncontrolled He can't take it no more Yet he digs in for another bite Nothing is heard but stridor The blood runs slow As he cuts another piece Disgust by his own existence Ugly, vile and obece Eat, he commands him self Feed, the

girls gotta get coco chanel Some get the luck of the draw I got a girl lookin' naturally well Hippest chick you ever saw She like wearin' powder and paint Wheelin' in a big Seville She's big cheese with the maitre D's Down at the bar and grill J

Louise she is an outlaw, in the year of seventy one She's got Levi bells and long straight hair She's got a gun Her folks they didn't under-stand why she could'nt Get her homework done, mmm Her father is a preacher, her mother's an ex-nun Now Louise she likes to bo

she goes she ran in her room She'll probably stay in there the rest of the day It sounds like it must have been something you said You know she's awful used to getting her way Why don't you kiss her (Why don't you kiss her) And while you kiss her (Tell her

saw him first he came around The day my angel came to town This is just a love song, yeah Well, his shine was white, he rode the light he let his wings go where they might he looked to be a wild one, yeah When he just got in my car and said Girl, drive me to the en

saw you checking out the jukebox in the bar So I hit up a biker for some change I asked if you have ever heard 1985 You just looked to me like I was strange You ordered Jell-O shots And I stuck with a beer You tried to punch the waitress I said let's get out of here We s

by myself, writing another page A list of deep thoughts to deal with what Was unfair But I can't believe I'm sober And the pain is flowing through Knowin' that within my soul a regret digs The deepest hole Over and over, still sober Bearing the sacrifice, un

stack spittin black soot into the sunny sky the load on the road brings a tear to the indian's eye the elephant won't forget what it's like inside his cage the ringmaster's telecaster sings on an empty stage uh huh god damn right it's a beautiful da

and feelings The blind truth sees in the darkness Shows the light when the soul shows happiness In this value, no one believes. Shows the real proud feeling of the choice There are many ways, but just one aim. Where´s the aim? BRIDGE: The innocence digs deep graves. The flowe

Method Man] I'm sayin, you-could-you could just come over top of that shit... Did I hear it? Nigga and bang your head, PUNK!! [Ol' Dirty Bastard in background repeating] SUCK A DICK!!! 6x SUCK MY DICK!!! [Method Man] And it don't, it don't, it don't, it don't, it don't

Papa don't take no mess Papa don't take no mess Papa is the man who can understand How a man has to do Whatever he can, hot me Papa don't, Papa don't, Papa don't Papa don't take no mess, no He don't take no mess Now Papa might grin Drink a l

the rails I was and off the rails I was happy to stay Get out of my way On the rack I was Easy meat, and a reasonably good buy A reasonably good buy The Piccadilly palare Was just silly slang Between me and the boys in my gang So bona to vada, oh you Your lovely ee

find a reason why Stop your life while you get high Refuse to move refuse to try Close your eyes and wait to die All our heroes Will burn Burned in the fire And now nothing remains Through these swollen eyes And this clouded mind Time to face another day alone (On your own) Y

old man wore three peice whistles he was never home for long drove a bus for London Transport he knew where he belonged number 18 down to Euston double decker move along double decker move along my old man later on he drove a Roller chauffeuring for foreign men dropped his ait

tiss uhn tiss uhn tiss baby Dog will hunt i'm the front end loader travoltin' over so try my slam on for size Drive stick with that kung-fu grip let the banana split and watch it go right to your thighs Cop a feel copperfield style abracadabra that bra do you think i can pull

stain on existence they’re forcing their way As we all sit idly we participate in all these lies and deceit We can’t believe a goddamn thing They claim to help us, they’ll say it’s for the better Conveying to serve our interests while only serving t

the Bob Dylan blues And the Bob Dylan shoes And my clothes and my hair's in a mess But you know I just couldn't care less Gonna write me a song 'bout what's right and what's wrong Got God and my girl and all that Quiet while I make like a cat Cause I'm a poet, doncha

re right I've lied, one to many times before I'm right that I've been so selfish I've tried to find ways for my own body to stand still But I can't keep my hands to my side All they wanna do is touch, and my mouth it talks to much My eyes they see everything Like the fact I can't

estuviera en tus ojos O dentro de tu piel Mirara tantas cosas... Que aqui no puedo ver Asi pasan los dias Y todo sigue igual Yo sigo viendo la vida Del lado en que tu no estas No no digas que no Si estoy sin tu amor Muero en el alcohol Ay Ay A

first caught in a whirl, got sex appeal like she got it for real She likes slow jam jams, and giving out the spunk Living up first class, go Babylon Marked men she loves them yeah. Sweet, hot and naughty to got to like the sound of that Upside down its a merry

up on your high horse, woman Get up on your high horse now And get up on your high horse, woman I'll make it up to you somehow Moonlit shadow, she starts a trippin' firelight Jumpin' the trees lyin' across the right of way Silvery mornin' it glistens down the valley But sh

clock strikes twelve and moondrops burst Out at you from their hiding place Like acid and oil on a madman's face His reason tends to fly away Like lesser birds on the four winds Like silver scrapes in May Now the sands become a crust And mos

Chorus (Choir singing)] Excuse me do you know the way to Kansas City? Excuse me do you know the way to Kansas City? Excuse me do you know the way to Kansas City? Excuse me do you know the way to Kansas City? (Do you know the way to Kansas City?) Excuse me do you know the

horrible awoke In us last night But it feels so right A blessing in disguise Something beautiful and free From this mess in sea? for a lust that bleeds Boy you and me Out with the old and in with the rude And take all the bad I know what to do Eat them alive Just to survive

from the gutter, in this town you'll go far From tender age you've built the rage, who cares who you are? We'll gather up the children, put Walkmen in their ears Singing soon a different tune, we'll give you purpose down here We're plying them with Pepsi cola, Gameb

ve spent my life down in the depths of an enigmatic mind where the water turns to black. It's there alone I spend my time. Try to see my own reflection Try to divide myself in equal parts for every heart I've left behind. For every heart I've left behind But my heart, it isn

annie-dog Has her leash and a face Her velvet spleen her shackle spine Her diamond curse It comes with mine A vessel she For violent I Confession arms a wake Mine, mine you were always mine Possessed by my taste And below the angel dog Combs her hair and

she has your eyes And when she grins you can only realize The guilt she manifests so deep inside you That your thin veneer of catechism can no longer hide The voice you hear, her secret pain As she digs the shiv into her placid veins Now she has your eyes Something you wan

stares all night at the plaster peeling Off of the shadows she painted on the ceiling Trying to find some philosophical meaning To life But the truth is Ruth is ready to hatch She's gotta break the door down, Gotta bust a latch She's gotta super-sized itch That's gotta

Janie, she wakes up from a dream A gun like a jawbone down the waistband of her jeans Oh, yeah Mr Sandman, he can recite today's lesson in his sleep He says there oughta be some kind of law against me going down the street And little Janie pipes up and s

Chorus] She take my money When I’m in need Yeah she a trifling friend indeed Oh she’s a gold digger Way over town That digs on me Now I ain’t saying she’s a gold digger But you've been hanging out with… ha, well, go figure Now I ain’t saying she’s a gold digger But

smoke from the battle fish and the rain soaked through and the wheelman left the shore and barns tumbled and silos flew across fifteen miles of bad road tar and Big Bull Trometer hung on to the side and the pig dogs trembled on Spidey's wild ride a

is a place that has no name No sound of laughter, no children playing It's not on the map but it's there just the same The places that built the toys for the nuclear game Sascha digs the food in the snow It fills the gaps where his pension don't go He sp

welcome in to my home, it's your grave, a stage to set my sins and I will win you can tell by the grin on my face as the knife digs in This is all part of my master plan this is my justice served. Fight back just as hard as you can this night reveals the man I really am! a

s a fast love professional, crafty bold and beautiful, Stage right, locked eyes, I swear it's magical, Her name is Melanie, says she digs my melodies Likes how I move, thinks I'm cool that's what she says to me Big stage, bright light, short love, long night Frequent flights thr