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| 6:27 | 
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The time must surely come
For the laws to fit the times The time must surely come For the laws to fit the times But while the law is standing You've got to open up your minds It seems to be the fashion To say you're right and they are wrong It seems to be the fashion To say you're right and they are wrong But if you don't see both sides You'll find yourself in jail 'fore long You're screaming at policemen But they're only doing a gig You're screaming at policemen But they're only doing a gig Try and take the time To figure out how the issue got that big Lenny Bruce was trying to tell you Many things before he died Lenny Bruce was trying to tell you Many things before he died Like don't throw rocks at policemen But get the knots of law untied Every time you're holding You are guilty of a crime Every time you're holding You are guilty of a crime The laws must change one day But it's going to take some time |
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| 2. |
| 9:22 |
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Going back to California
So many good thing around Don't want to leave California The sun seems to never go down Some people may treat you ugly Some people beautiful too That's the way life is all over Look for the good things for you California There's a good place to be California That's where I'm feeling so free California I'll be back there before long I'll be back there before long I'll be back there before long |
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| 3. |
| 5:17 |
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May seem peculiar
How I think o'you If you want me, darlin' Here's what you must do You gotta give me 'cause I can't give the best Unless I got room to move If you want me darlin' Take me how you can I'll be circulating 'cause that's the way I am You gotta give me 'cause I can't give the best Unless I got room to move |
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| 4. |
| 3:13 |
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Tell me woman
Who you're with tonight If you're on your own that's allright But if you don't want me with you Don't waste my time with your jive Do you have a place where we could go? Or does your mother want you home? Don't waste my time I don't have long It's hard to find a woman When you know you'll soon be gone So break the rules And tell me "yes" I'll prove to you That love is best But if you don't want me with you Don't waste my time with your jive In this big city I'm high and dry- I just can't make out Though I try So if you don't want me with you Don't waste my time with your jive |
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| 5. |
| 5:34 | 
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| 6. |
| 4:48 |
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| 7. |
| 3:34 |
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| 8. |
| 5:57 |
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Man's a filthy creature
Raping the land and water and the air Tomorrow may be too late? Now's the time that you must be aware Nature's disappearing Polluted death is coming, do you care? Garbage going nowhere Soon the dumps will spread to your front door Lakes and rivers stagnant Nothing lives or grows like years before Nature's disappearing The world you take for granted ... soon no more Read about pollution Make manufacturers uncomfortable Boycott at the market Containers that are non-returnable Aluminum, glass or plastic Eternal waste that's not destructible We're of a generation That may live out our natural time But as for all our children? Born to suffocate in human slime Nature's disappearing And we are guilty of this massive crime |
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| 9. |
| 4:09 |
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Took the car and drove off the hills
Saw the flashing lights and saw them die. I left behind society that kills Me and Nancy waved them all goood-bye. I took the car the sun was going down Saw the changing colours of the sky. An old Apache canyon our camp-ground Secure and safe together made us sigh. Took the car and filled the trunk with wood. Took it back and made of it a fire To be a child again would be so good Me and Nancy warm in our desire. Took the car and drove it everywhere Through the land where all the west began. Desert wind was blowing in our hair Me and Nancy running hand in hand |
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| 10. |
| 4:23 |
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My pretty girl is sitting in her room of red
My pretty girl lying on her furry bed Pretty as the moonlight I only want to treat her right My pretty girl doing something to her hair My pretty girl dressing up with special care Pretty as the moonlight I only want to treat her right My pretty girl making me feel her man My pretty girl hugging me when she can Pretty as the moonlight I only want to treat her right My pretty girl sleeping in the still of night My pretty girl glowing in the candlelight Pretty as the moonlight I only want to treat her right |
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| 11. |
| 4:18 |
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Every street is choking
Looks like too much traffic on the road No fun in driving You wait in line forever just to go Heavy roar of engines Sitting in your prisons on the road Everybody's rushing Is it so important to be so Where's it going to lead to If all the rushing leads to moving slow Heavy roar of engines Sitting in your prisons on the road Poison from your engine Merges with the air we've got to breathe Look at that congestion Don't it make you want to pack and leave Thoughts you've been having Sitting in your prisons on the road |
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| 12. |
| 6:19 |
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| 13. |
| 2:16 |
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| 14. |
| 7:33 |
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| 15. |
| 4:58 |
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| 1. |
| 5:03 |
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When I was a boy of eleven years I never saw my pa
Never understood what divorces were I hadn't grown that far Loading our belongings on a little horse and cart Mama said that she and daddy were now apart These are the things I still remember from so long ago Going to the seaside once a year, castles in the sand Going to the fairground with my pennies counted in my hand Going to the circus crying if I saw a clown Walking on my six foot stilts and never falling down These are the things I still remember from so long ago Yelling at my brother, he's in hiding, won't play in the snow Everything I do he just won't follow, doesn't want to go Playing in the fields pretending I'm a Buccaneer Threw a sword, accidentally hit him in the ear These are the things I still remember from so long ago Playing up the garden always building huts of turf and mud Playing in the woods when an owl attacked me, mopped away the blood Blowing up a rubber boat and patching up the holes Falling in the water, dripping wet and catching colds These are the things I still remember from so long ago |
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| 2. |
| 3:58 |
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| 3. |
| 4:04 |
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| 4. |
| 7:16 |
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| 5. |
| 6:43 |
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| 6. |
| 8:55 |
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| 7. |
| 3:55 |
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| 8. |
| 4:49 |
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| 9. |
| 5:07 |
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| 10. |
| 5:16 |
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| 11. |
| 4:22 |
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Baby it's no use, like yesterday's dreams
That we were lovers now you're gone When you're alone, waiting by the phone Give me a call, I'll be there Baby, we've been lovers, so many years So hard to break up now, all those tears I still care, so much more to share Yeah, we're frail, call on me |
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| 12. |
| 4:22 |
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| 13. |
| 3:45 |
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| 14. |
| 2:58 |
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| 15. |
| 4:43 |
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