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Why do you keep all your stars
in from your studio on Melrose Avenue? You've lost all your assets ?? i n life-long contracts to you Didn't you know that old Hollywood is over? Oh, can't you see all the good that celebrity can do for those in the dark? Yes of course, I am speaking in metaphors for something more in your heart Didn't you know that old Hollywood is over? So why not just release the gates and let them all come out? Remember that without them there would be no Paramount No paramount need to hold on to what isn't yours Release the stars The more that you fight, then the more they will scrutinize and realize just your size And believe me, you are no match for the public that has seen no ?? Didn't you know that old Hollywood is over? Old Hollywood is over So why not just release the gates and let them all come out? Remember that without them there would be no Paramount No paramount need to hold on to what isn't yours Release the stars Release the stars, release your love, release the stars Release your love, 'cause Hollywood is over Why do you keep all your stars in from your studio on Melrose Avenue? |
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| 4:13 |
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I'm going to a town that has already been burnt down
I'm going to a place that has already been disgraced I'm gonna see some folks who have already been let down I'm so tired of America I'm gonna make it up for all of The Sunday Times I'm gonna make it up for all of the nursery rhymes They never really seem to want to tell the truth I'm so tired of you, America Making my own way home, ain't gonna be alone I've got a life to lead, America I've got a life to lead Tell me, do you really think you go to hell for having loved? Tell me, enough of thinking everything that you've done is good I really need to know, after soaking the body of Jesus Christ in blood I'm so tired of America I really need to know I may just never see you again, or might as well You took advantage of a world that loved you well I'm going to a town that has already been burnt down I'm so tired of you, America Making my own way home, ain't gonna be alone I've got a life to lead, America I've got a life to lead I got a soul to feed I got a dream to heed And that's all I need Making my own way home, ain't gonna be alone I'm going to a town That has already been burnt down |
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Who will be at Sanssouci tonight?
The boys that made me lose the blues tonight, and then my eyesight All together, playing games of cards Gambling the tiny shards of brass, once my heart Who will be at Sanssouci tonight? I'm lookin' through the window from the garden Waitin' for the call to my hotel room I'm tired of writing elegies to boredom I just want to be at Sanssouci tonight Who will be at Sanssouci tonight? Surely not the one that loves me truly, only He's probably down at the stables, there Gently polishing my cabriolet, only I don't care, I really want to go So I'm opening the door wide to the ballroom Callin' up some dude from my hotel room I'm tired of writing elegies in general I just want to be at Sanssouci tonight Tonight, tonight... The candles seem to all have been blown out Cupid's wings have cobweb rings and no one's about Could it be I came to the wrong place? But I swear I saw them climb the stairs, that sweet mystery Who will be at Sanssouci tonight? It's only when you're outside that you notice Only from the window you can see them Once the door is open, all will vanish Ain't nobody at Sanssouci tonight Tonight, tonight |
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I will never be as cute as you, according to the board of human relations
I will never fly as high as you, according to the board of public citations These are just the rules and regulations Of the birds, and the bees The earth, and the trees, Not to mention the gods, not to mention the gods All my little life I've wanted to roam Even if it was just inside my own home Then one little day I chanced to look back Saw you sittin' there, being a sad culprit These are just the rules and regulations Of the birds, and the bees The earth, and the trees, Not to mention the gods, not to mention the gods These are just the rules and regulations Yeah, these are just the rules and regulations And I like every one, yes I like every one Must follow them |
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I'm leaving for Paris, no I don't think that I'll see you
I'm leaving for Paris, no I don't think that I need to So I'm leaving for Paris, won't you try to take care of yourself? Just you try to take care of yourself, 'cause I'm leaving Yes, I'm leaving for Paris I pray you won't follow through the crooked streets behind me I pray you won't follow, like so many who I've roamed there So I'm leaving for Paris, don't you try to find out where I am Just you try to take care of yourself 'Cause I'm leaving, yes I'm leaving 'Cause I'm leaving, yes I'm leaving for Paris Goodbye |
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| 6. |
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I believe in doing what I can
Crying when I must, and laughing when I choose Hey ho, if love were all I would be lonely I believe the more you love a man The more you put your trust, the more you're bound to lose Although, when shadows fall, I think if only somebody splendid really needed me Someone affectionate and dear Cares would be ended if I knew that he wanted to have me near But I believe that since my life began The most I've had is just a talent to amuse Hey ho, if love were all |
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Haven't fallen down in a while
Sitting here walking the line Well that's ok, I ain't no book 'Cause nobody's off the hook See you looking so sad Trying to live your life in style Well that's ok, you ain't no crook 'Cause nobody's off the hook I remember you when, looking like a teenager How you have become a man with all the power Running the moon aground Who would ever have thought, hanging with a homo and hairdresser You would become the one desired in every woman's heart But you never will lose, your heart with those little boys Haven't fallen down in a while, sitting here walking the line Well that's ok, 'cause I have looked And nobody's off the hook 'Cause life will take that little heart, and bring you to your knees Threatening to break it for the final time And you'll believe it, yes, you will believe it But look, nobody's off the hook |
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| 8. |
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I'm not ready to love
I'm not ready for peace I'm givin' up the dove to the beast I'm not ready to surrender To another glove murderer I'm not ready to love I'm not ready to fly I'm givin' up belief in the sky So you can take my sin In up above on high say goodbye I'm not ready to love I'm not ready to love Not ready to love Not ready to love Not ready to love Not ready to love Not ready to love I'm not ready to love Until I'm ready to love you The way you should be loved Until I'm ready to hold you The way you should be held You should be held But I'm not ready to Do I love you because you treat me so indifferently Or is it the medication Or is it me Do I love you because you don't want me to rub your back Or is it the medication Or is it you Or is it true And I better be prominently featured in your next slideshow Because I paid a lot of money to get you over here you know And if I am not prominently featured in your next slideshow I don't know what I'm gonna do Do I love you Or is this feeling just a little pain A treasure chest is broken easily open And usually I am such a happy prince Behind the iron curtain The city walls a solid prison And I better be prominently featured in your next slideshow 'Cause I paid a lot of money to get you over here you know And if I am not prominently featured in your next slideshow I don't know what I'm gonna do Do I love you Do I love you Yes I do Do I love you Yes I do |
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Macushla, Macushla
Your sweet voice is calling Calling me softly Again and again Macushla, Macushla I hear it so plainly Macushla, Macushla I hear it in vain Macushla, Macushla Your white arms are reaching I feel them enfolding Caressing me still Fling them out from the darkness My lost love, Macushla Let them find me and bind me Again, if they will Macushla, Macushla Your red lips are saying That death is a dream And love is for aye Then awaken, Macushla Awake from your dreaming My blue-eyed Macushla Awaken to stay |
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Gay Messiah
He will then be reborn from 1970's porn Wearing tube socks with style and such an innocent smile Better pray for your sins, better pray for your sins 'Cause the gay messiah's coming He will fall from the stars, studio 54 And appear on the sand of fire island shore Better pray for your sins, better pray for your sins 'Cause the gay messiahs coming No, it will not be me Rufus the baptist, I be No, I won't be the one baptised in cum What will happen instead, someone will demand my head And then I will kneel down And give it to them looking down Better pray for your sins, better pray for your sins 'Cause the gay messiah's coming |
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Why do you keep all your stars
in from your studio on Melrose Avenue? You've lost all your assets ?? i n life-long contracts to you Didn't you know that old Hollywood is over? Oh, can't you see all the good that celebrity can do for those in the dark? Yes of course, I am speaking in metaphors for something more in your heart Didn't you know that old Hollywood is over? So why not just release the gates and let them all come out? Remember that without them there would be no Paramount No paramount need to hold on to what isn't yours Release the stars The more that you fight, then the more they will scrutinize and realize just your size And believe me, you are no match for the public that has seen no ?? Didn't you know that old Hollywood is over? Old Hollywood is over So why not just release the gates and let them all come out? Remember that without them there would be no Paramount No paramount need to hold on to what isn't yours Release the stars Release the stars, release your love, release the stars Release your love, 'cause Hollywood is over Why do you keep all your stars in from your studio on Melrose Avenue? |
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I'm going to a town that has already been burnt down
I'm going to a place that has already been disgraced I'm gonna see some folks who have already been let down I'm so tired of America I'm gonna make it up for all of The Sunday Times I'm gonna make it up for all of the nursery rhymes They never really seem to want to tell the truth I'm so tired of you, America Making my own way home, ain't gonna be alone I've got a life to lead, America I've got a life to lead Tell me, do you really think you go to hell for having loved? Tell me, enough of thinking everything that you've done is good I really need to know, after soaking the body of Jesus Christ in blood I'm so tired of America I really need to know I may just never see you again, or might as well You took advantage of a world that loved you well I'm going to a town that has already been burnt down I'm so tired of you, America Making my own way home, ain't gonna be alone I've got a life to lead, America I've got a life to lead I got a soul to feed I got a dream to heed And that's all I need Making my own way home, ain't gonna be alone I'm going to a town That has already been burnt down |
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Who will be at Sanssouci tonight?
The boys that made me lose the blues tonight, and then my eyesight All together, playing games of cards Gambling the tiny shards of brass, once my heart Who will be at Sanssouci tonight? I'm lookin' through the window from the garden Waitin' for the call to my hotel room I'm tired of writing elegies to boredom I just want to be at Sanssouci tonight Who will be at Sanssouci tonight? Surely not the one that loves me truly, only He's probably down at the stables, there Gently polishing my cabriolet, only I don't care, I really want to go So I'm opening the door wide to the ballroom Callin' up some dude from my hotel room I'm tired of writing elegies in general I just want to be at Sanssouci tonight Tonight, tonight... The candles seem to all have been blown out Cupid's wings have cobweb rings and no one's about Could it be I came to the wrong place? But I swear I saw them climb the stairs, that sweet mystery Who will be at Sanssouci tonight? It's only when you're outside that you notice Only from the window you can see them Once the door is open, all will vanish Ain't nobody at Sanssouci tonight Tonight, tonight |
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I will never be as cute as you, according to the board of human relations
I will never fly as high as you, according to the board of public citations These are just the rules and regulations Of the birds, and the bees The earth, and the trees, Not to mention the gods, not to mention the gods All my little life I've wanted to roam Even if it was just inside my own home Then one little day I chanced to look back Saw you sittin' there, being a sad culprit These are just the rules and regulations Of the birds, and the bees The earth, and the trees, Not to mention the gods, not to mention the gods These are just the rules and regulations Yeah, these are just the rules and regulations And I like every one, yes I like every one Must follow them |
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You taste of potato chips in the morning
Your face has the Marlon Brando club calling And who would have thought that I'd owe it all to Tulsa? And that fat guy with the green shirt that we both signed together Once he hears the song, won't live it down forever Your suit was the whitest thing since you-know-who I fear that that savior I mentioned may be you And who would have thought that I'd owe it all to Tulsa? And that poor girl who waited in the rain for hours to meet me (not you, baby!) Once she hears that song, won't live it down completely And I owe it all to Tulsa, Oklahoma This is just a reminder of the antique shop that I want to go back to and visit when it's open In Tulsa, Oklahoma Just in case you don't appreciate this song about you! |
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Won't you walk me through the Tiergarten?
Won't you walk me through it all, darling? Doesn't matter if it is raining Won't you walk me through it all? Even if the sun, it is blazing Even if the snow, it is raging All the elements, we must conquer To get to the other side of town I have suffered shipwreck against your dark brown eyes I have run aground against your broken down smiles Believe me when I tell you I have no place to go But to go where the wild flowers grow and the stone gardens bloom. Won't you walk me through the Tiergarten? Won't you walk me through it all, darling? Doesn't matter if it is raining, We'll get to the other side of town. |
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I'm leaving for Paris, no I don't think that I'll see you
I'm leaving for Paris, no I don't think that I need to So I'm leaving for Paris, won't you try to take care of yourself? Just you try to take care of yourself, 'cause I'm leaving Yes, I'm leaving for Paris I pray you won't follow through the crooked streets behind me I pray you won't follow, like so many who I've roamed there So I'm leaving for Paris, don't you try to find out where I am Just you try to take care of yourself 'Cause I'm leaving, yes I'm leaving 'Cause I'm leaving, yes I'm leaving for Paris Goodbye |
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You can go out, dancing
And I'll write about you, dancing without you And I'll shed a tear between my legs When you were here, I missed you Now that you're away, I'm out there without you And I shed a tear between my legs Though we live in the same city, You live in another state far away from me and all of my unfaded charms But when the rocket ships all fall, and the bridges, they all buckle And everybody's packing up their station wagons There's a number you can call, like a breast that you can suckle And we quietly will exit as it all is happening Again, I'm afraid of one thing, Will I walk away from love knowing nothing, wearing my heart between my legs? But when I know you're naked, lying on the bed while I'm at the piano All I can say is I can't fake it When the rocket ships all fall, and the bridges, they all buckle And everybody's packing up their station wagons There's a number you can call, like a breast that you can suckle And we quietly will exit as it all is happening again 'Cause there's a river running underground, underneath the town towards the sea, That only I know all about On which from this city we can flee On which from this city we can flee |
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Do I disappoint you, in just being human?
And not one of the elements, that you can light your cigar on Why does it always have to be fire? Why does it always have to be brimstone? Desire Cool this body down Do I disappoint you, in just being lonely? And not one of the elements that you can call your one and only Why does it always have to be water? Why does it always have to be holy wine? Destruction Of all mankind And do I disappoint you? Do I disappoint you in just being like you? Tired of being the reason the road has a shoulder And it could be argued, why they all return to the order Why does it always have to be chaos? Why does it always have to be wanderlust? Sensational I'm gonna smash your bloody skull. 'Cause, baby, no, you can't see inside No, baby, no, you can't see my soul Do I disappoint you? Do I disappoint you? |
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I believe in doing what I can
Crying when I must, and laughing when I choose Hey ho, if love were all I would be lonely I believe the more you love a man The more you put your trust, the more you're bound to lose Although, when shadows fall, I think if only somebody splendid really needed me Someone affectionate and dear Cares would be ended if I knew that he wanted to have me near But I believe that since my life began The most I've had is just a talent to amuse Hey ho, if love were all |
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Haven't fallen down in a while
Sitting here walking the line Well that's ok, I ain't no book 'Cause nobody's off the hook See you looking so sad Trying to live your life in style Well that's ok, you ain't no crook 'Cause nobody's off the hook I remember you when, looking like a teenager How you have become a man with all the power Running the moon aground Who would ever have thought, hanging with a homo and hairdresser You would become the one desired in every woman's heart But you never will lose, your heart with those little boys Haven't fallen down in a while, sitting here walking the line Well that's ok, 'cause I have looked And nobody's off the hook 'Cause life will take that little heart, and bring you to your knees Threatening to break it for the final time And you'll believe it, yes, you will believe it But look, nobody's off the hook |
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When I am older than these small goddamned hills
And there's no reason for my mind to be still Oh how I'll feel like a beautiful child Such a beautiful child again When I have finally found my room filled with toys Be banging on my crib excited by noise Oh how I'll feel like a beautiful child Such a beautiful child again And when there's nothing to gain Or bring me pain or pin the blame On you or myself And when they finally fall These wailing walls and burdened crosses God's twilights and all How I'll feel like a beautiful child Such a beautiful child again |
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Do I love you because you treat me so indifferently?
Or is it the medication? Or is it me? Do I love you because you don't want me to rub your back? Or is it the medication? Or is it you? Or is it true? And I better be prominently featured in your next slideshow Because I paid a lot of money to get you over here, you know? And if I am not prominently featured in your next slideshow I don't know what I'm gonna do Do I love you, or is this feeling just a little pain? A treasure chest is broken easily open And usually I am such a happy prince Behind the iron curtain, the city walls a solid prison And I better be prominently featured in your next slideshow 'Cause I paid a lot of money to get you over here, you know? And if I am not prominently featured in your next slideshow I don't know what I'm gonna do! Do I love you? Do I love you? Yes I do Do I love you? Yes I do |
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Macushla, Macushla
Your sweet voice is calling Calling me softly Again and again Macushla, Macushla I hear it so plainly Macushla, Macushla I hear it in vain Macushla, Macushla Your white arms are reaching I feel them enfolding Caressing me still Fling them out from the darkness My lost love, Macushla Let them find me and bind me Again, if they will Macushla, Macushla Your red lips are saying That death is a dream And love is for aye Then awaken, Macushla Awake from your dreaming My blue-eyed Macushla Awaken to stay |
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To.moonn6pence From.shootingstar
You've got my lost brother's soul My dear mother's eyes A brown horse's mane And my uncle's name You walked me down 14th Street For the doctor to meet after thoughts of the grave In the home of the brave and of the weak But why'd you have to break all my heart Couldn't you have saved a little bit of it? Why'd you have to break all my heart? Couldn't you have saved a minor part? I could have clipped and saved and planted in the garden Damn you guess I'll have to get a new one I'd love to sit and watch you drink With the reins to the world, gripping a smoke Vaguely missing link Don't ever change you hungry little bashful hound I got the sheep, poor little Bo Peep Has lost and filed for grounds. But why'd you have to break all my heart I could have ripped apart and thrown into the river Wonder if there's hearts that will deliver Don't ever change, don't ever worry Because I'm coming back home tomorrow To 14th Street where I won't hurry And where I'll learn how to save, not just borrow And they'll be rainbows and we will finally know |
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I don't know what it is
but you got to do it I don't know where to go But you got to be there I don't know where to fall But I know that its comfortable where I don't know where it is Putting all of my time In learning to care And a bucket of rhymes I threw up somewhere Want a locket of who Made me lose my perfunctory view Of all that is around And of all that I do So I knock on the door Take a step that is new Never been here before Is there anyone else here too In love with beauty Playing all of the games Who thinks three's company Is there anyone else who wears slightly mysterious brusies I don't know what it is Take a lookin around At friendly faces All declaring a war on far off places Is there anyone else who is through with complaining about what's Done unto us So I knock on the door And I am on the train Going god knows where to To get me over To get me over Give me heaven or hell Calais or Dover I was hoping the train Was my big number Stopping in Santa Fe and the Atchinson Topeka Though I'm chugging along, put away by the crossing hand We'll be heading for Portland, or Limburgh or Lower Manhattan Find myself running around I don't know what it is so get me over I don't know what it is so get me over I don't know what it is so get me over To get me over You gotta do it You gotta be there |
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To.moonn6pence From.shootingstar
Pretty things, so what if I like pretty things Pretty lies, so what if I like pretty lies From where you are, to where I am now I need these pretty things, around the planets of our phase Everything's a sign of my astrology From where you are, to where I am now Is its own galaxy Be a star and fall down somewhere next to me And make it past your color TV This time will pass and with it will me And all these pretty things Don't say you don't notice them |
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La lune trop bl?e
Pose un diad?e Sur tes cheveux roux La lune trop rousse De gloire ?labousse Ton jupon plein trous La lune trop p?e Caresse l’opale De tes yeux blas? Princesse de la rue Soit la bienvenue Dans mon coeur bless?p> The stairways up to la butte Can make the wretched sigh While windmill wings Of the moulin Shelter you and I Petite mandigotte Je sens ta menotte Qui cherche ma main Je sens ta poitrine Et ta taille fine J’oublie mon chagrin Je sens sur tes l?res Une odeur de fi?re De gosse mal nourrie Et sous ta caresse Je sens une ivresse Qui m’an?ntit The stairways up to la butte Can make the wretched sigh While windmill wings Of the moulin Shelter you and I Mais voil?qu’il flotte La lune qu’il flotte La princesse aussi La la la la la La la la la la Mon r?e ?anoui Les escaliers de la butte Sont durs aux mis?eux Les ailes des moulins Prot?ent les amoureux |
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Forget your troubles c'mon get happy
You're gonna chase all your cares away Shout hallejulah c'mon get happy We're headin' for the judgment day The sun is shinin c'mon get happy The lord is waitin to take your hand Shout hallejulah c'mon get happy We're going to the promised land We're headin' 'cross the river Wash your sins away in the tide It's all so peaceful On the other side Forget your troubles c'mon get happy We're gonna chase all your cares away Shout hallejulah c'mon get happy We're goin' to the judgement day Forget your troubles c'mon get happy Chase ya cares away hallelujah get happy To the judgement day The sun is shinin c'mon get happy The lord is waitin to take your hand Shout hallejulah c'mon get happy We're gonna be goin' to the promised land We're headin cross the river Wash you're sins away in the tide It's quiet and peaceful On the other side Forget your troubles get happy Your cares fly away. Shout hallelujah get happy Get ready for your judgment day c'mon get happy Chase your cares away Shout hallejulah cmon get happy Get ready for the judgment day The sun is shining c'mon get happy Lord is waiting to take your hand Hallejulah c'mon get happy We're going to the promise land Headin 'cross the river Throw your sins away in the tide It's all so peaceful on the other side Shout hallelujah c'mon get happy Ya better chase all your cares away Shout hallejulah c'mon get happy Get ready Get ready Get ready For the judgment day |
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Gay Messiah
He will then be reborn from 1970's porn Wearing tube socks with style and such an innocent smile Better pray for your sins, better pray for your sins 'Cause the gay messiah's coming He will fall from the stars, studio 54 And appear on the sand of fire island shore Better pray for your sins, better pray for your sins 'Cause the gay messiahs coming No, it will not be me Rufus the baptist, I be No, I won't be the one baptised in cum What will happen instead, someone will demand my head And then I will kneel down And give it to them looking down Better pray for your sins, better pray for your sins 'Cause the gay messiah's coming |
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To.moonn6pence From.shootingstar
Honey I'm a roller concrete clover Tadzio, Tadzio Arm wrestle your mother Simply over Tadzio, over you But beware my heart can be a pin A sharp silver dragonfly Trying to get my mansions green After I've Grey Gardens seen In betweeen tonight and my tomorrows Tadzio where have you been In between tonight I know it's Tadzio Tadzio don't you fight Honey can you hear me In between been dragging a dragonfly Trying to get my mansions green After I've Grey Gardens seen Honey won't you hold me tight Get me through Grey Gardens tonight Tadzio, Tadzio Tadzio, Tadzio Trying to get my mansions green After I've Grey Gardens seen Honey won't you hold me tight Get me through Grey Gardens tonight Tadzio, Tadzio Tadzio, Tadzio |
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Forget your troubles c'mon get happy
You're gonna chase all your cares away Shout hallejulah c'mon get happy We're headin' for the judgment day The sun is shinin c'mon get happy The lord is waitin to take your hand Shout hallejulah c'mon get happy We're going to the promised land We're headin' 'cross the river Wash your sins away in the tide It's all so peaceful On the other side Forget your troubles c'mon get happy We're gonna chase all your cares away Shout hallejulah c'mon get happy We're goin' to the judgement day Forget your troubles c'mon get happy Chase ya cares away hallelujah get happy To the judgement day The sun is shinin c'mon get happy The lord is waitin to take your hand Shout hallejulah c'mon get happy We're gonna be goin' to the promised land We're headin cross the river Wash you're sins away in the tide It's quiet and peaceful On the other side Forget your troubles get happy Your cares fly away. Shout hallelujah get happy Get ready for your judgment day c'mon get happy Chase your cares away Shout hallejulah cmon get happy Get ready for the judgment day The sun is shining c'mon get happy Lord is waiting to take your hand Hallejulah c'mon get happy We're going to the promise land Headin 'cross the river Throw your sins away in the tide It's all so peaceful on the other side Shout hallelujah c'mon get happy Ya better chase all your cares away Shout hallejulah c'mon get happy Get ready Get ready Get ready For the judgment day |
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To.moonn6pence From.shootingstar
You've got my lost brother's soul My dear mother's eyes A brown horse's mane And my uncle's name You walked me down 14th Street For the doctor to meet after thoughts of the grave In the home of the brave and of the weak But why'd you have to break all my heart Couldn't you have saved a little bit of it? Why'd you have to break all my heart? Couldn't you have saved a minor part? I could have clipped and saved and planted in the garden Damn you guess I'll have to get a new one I'd love to sit and watch you drink With the reins to the world, gripping a smoke Vaguely missing link Don't ever change you hungry little bashful hound I got the sheep, poor little Bo Peep Has lost and filed for grounds. But why'd you have to break all my heart I could have ripped apart and thrown into the river Wonder if there's hearts that will deliver Don't ever change, don't ever worry Because I'm coming back home tomorrow To 14th Street where I won't hurry And where I'll learn how to save, not just borrow And they'll be rainbows and we will finally know |
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