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Raandy
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1/30/2016 1:37:01 PM
Post a random line of lyrics that comes to your mind.
Go ask Alice .. when she's ten feet tall
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EM GIEL
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1/30/2016 2:39:55 PM
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EM GIEL
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1/30/2016 2:40:55 PM
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Bryon Tosoff
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1/30/2016 2:46:06 PM
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what would you do
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Shoe City Sound
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1/30/2016 3:07:50 PM
They were never my rules ...
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Bryon Tosoff
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1/30/2016 3:32:23 PM
You're pushin' too hard about the things you say
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Chris Hance
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1/31/2016 5:55:52 AM
Wake up and make love with me, wake up and make love.
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Bryon Tosoff
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1/31/2016 8:48:47 AM
Frère Jacques, Frère Jacques,Dormez-vous? Dormez-vous?
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Duane Flock
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1/31/2016 9:15:44 AM
Has anybody seen the bridge??
Where's that confounded Bridge!
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Bryon Tosoff
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1/31/2016 9:18:05 AM
cool lyrics, is that from a song, is that from a song, is that from a hit song, a song
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Duane Flock
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1/31/2016 9:21:56 AM
They call Alabama The Crimson Tide...... Call me Deacon Blues
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Duane Flock
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1/31/2016 9:31:12 AM
I saw a light, just up ahead
But I couldn't seem
To rise up from my bed
I'm not alone, then I am
People seem
To think I'm Superman
But I watch for the love
I'm livin' in the day of the eagle
Eagle, not the dove
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Paul groover
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1/31/2016 11:18:34 AM
what have you done since you were born
what do you know about the outside world
Stuck in your prism of steel and glass
the chains dragging behind
Your in the mire again day by day
your mind is burning
looking for that exit
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Bryon Tosoff
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2/1/2016 7:58:24 AM
busted flat in baton rogue,headin' for the trains
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Hop On Pop
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2/1/2016 8:11:27 AM
"I'll come running to tie your shoes"
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Larree
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2/1/2016 8:41:48 AM
I am glad I don't do coke anymore. If I offered some of you a line you would probably snort the whole fucking pile, lol.
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Bryon Tosoff
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2/1/2016 9:09:12 AM
haha lol the best line yet, is Larree's
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Jilly
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2/1/2016 11:41:56 AM
good authors now, who once knew better words
now only use four letter words
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Bryon Tosoff
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2/2/2016 10:06:18 PM
You put your right foot in, you take your right foot out, you put your right foot in and you shake it all about.
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2/4/2016 10:21:49 AM
... and then along comes Mary!
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Hop On Pop
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2/5/2016 4:31:27 AM
And I never asked for the truth, but you owe that to me
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Hop On Pop
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2/5/2016 8:38:06 AM
Freeze
Don't move
You've been chosen as an extra
In the movie adaptation
Of the sequel to
Your life
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Fyvwunsyx
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2/7/2016 2:48:13 AM
I can't sleep and I lay and I think
The Night is hot and blank as ink
woo God I need a drink....
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Richard Scotti
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2/7/2016 6:06:26 AM
Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free
Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands
With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves
Let me forget about today until tomorrow.
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Bryon Tosoff
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2/7/2016 10:13:36 AM
I would walk 500 miles.............................
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negative tendencies
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2/7/2016 11:24:58 AM
oh
Talk to me some more
You know that you don't have to go
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Bryon Tosoff
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2/7/2016 12:47:18 PM
Love is a rose but you better not pick it ,only grows when it's on the vine
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EM GIEL
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2/7/2016 1:53:41 PM
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Raandy
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2/7/2016 8:27:39 PM
Thanks for crappin' up my thread Em Giel.
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Bryon Tosoff
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2/7/2016 8:39:01 PM
it was a fart apparently. like pffffft. type thing, or something .a silent one, I believe
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Bryon Tosoff
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2/7/2016 8:43:19 PM
sorry, i should have added some lyrics from a song
Oops there goes another rubber tree plant
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Fyvwunsyx
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2/14/2016 6:09:52 AM
Just when it all began to fade
I reached out and drew the Ace of Spades
I put her on the train to the Everglades....
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Hop On Pop
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2/14/2016 7:09:48 AM
Why see the world, when you've got the beach?
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SILVERWOODSTUDIO
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2/14/2016 11:40:34 AM
I met Louise when she was just eighteen
She'd been around the block if you know what I mean
She couldn't resist being part of my crowd
Staying out all night and partying loud
She loved my Ford Mustang with the softop down
But now I see that she's made me her clown
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Two Silo Complex
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2/14/2016 3:05:24 PM
sillverwood. Good to see you my brother in rock. Sending good vibes your way.
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2/14/2016 3:16:37 PM
I hear them whispering as I walk by
he's gonna break her heart and make her cry
I know it's me they're talkin' about
I bet they all think I'll never find out
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Bryon Tosoff
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2/14/2016 3:32:54 PM
Beep Beep his horn went went beep beep beep
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SILVERWOODSTUDIO
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2/14/2016 3:35:19 PM
Thanks Ken, back on board !
Nice Lyric ALJ !
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Hop On Pop
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2/14/2016 6:40:05 PM
Don Henley must die
Don't let him get together with Glenn Frey
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Daniel P Hudelson
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2/16/2016 9:56:30 AM
I had too much to dream last night
too much to dream.
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SILVERWOODSTUDIO
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2/16/2016 2:00:09 PM
He's a real tailgator
A get you later hater
he's coming as close as he dares
Black smoke pouring
Eddies really roaring
You'll really hate the way that he stares
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Hop On Pop
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2/16/2016 2:04:47 PM
Sometimes I wish I were a pretty girl
So I could loofah myself in the shower
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Fyvwunsyx
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2/17/2016 11:28:09 AM
I ain't no saint and you sure as hell ain't no savior
every other Christmas I would practice good behavior
that was then this is now
don't ask me to be Mister Clean cause baby I don't know how...
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Daniel P Hudelson
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2/17/2016 3:31:06 PM
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I AM THE GOD OF HELLFIRE AND I BRING YOU...
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Father Time
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2/17/2016 6:02:33 PM
I'm a dark horse
Running on a dark race course
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Allan Kilgour
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2/17/2016 8:44:51 PM
My pappy said son you gunna drive me to drinkin' if you don't stop drivin' that hot rod lincoln.
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Daniel P Hudelson
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2/18/2016 6:44:51 AM
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A dragon lives forever, but not so little boys
Painted wings and giant's rings make way for other toys
One gray night it happened, Jackie Paper came no more
And Puff, that mighty dragon, he ceased his fearless roar
(can you imagine how cool it would be, giving this the Megadeath treatment??)
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Larree
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2/18/2016 8:28:09 AM
We can share the women, we can share the wine
We can share what we got of yours 'cause we done shared all of mine
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Fyvwunsyx
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2/20/2016 3:02:40 AM
well your friends with their fancy persuasions
don't admit that it's part of the scene...
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Chandra Moon
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2/20/2016 7:05:06 AM
?
I'm a blackstar, way up, on money, I've got game
I see right, so wide, so open-hearted pain
I want eagles in my daydreams, diamonds in my eyes
(I'm a blackstar, I'm a blackstar)
(Bowie - 2016)
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Bryon Tosoff
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2/20/2016 9:20:29 AM
In the white room with black curtains near the station. ... Silver horses ran down moonbeams in your dark eyes.
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Two Silo Complex
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2/20/2016 9:56:58 AM
here are a few of mine from my dusty unfinished lyrics book:
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I've got a chip on my shoulder its true
and in the darkest part of my heart I've got an axe that's grinding for you.
in the blackest part of my heart there is no telling what I might do.
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while you smile on tv
we loose another marine
How do you count the spoils
trading young men's lives for oil.
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Have you heard the news?
There will ne none for me and two for you
bet you haven't got a clue
tonight you'll be dining on bullets for two
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Ignorance is no excuse now or at least that's what I'm told.
I must face the cold world but I'm just eighteen years old.
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You call them gorilla but they are men
the memories haunt them now and then
now its your turn to take the fall
they call me the venging heart.
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I'm just a martini away
at the end of the day
a scotch and water today
they all seem the same.
...
TSC
Ken
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Richard Scotti
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2/20/2016 11:47:36 AM
“Take care of all your memories … for you cannot relive them.”
© Bob Dylan
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Stoneman
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2/20/2016 12:59:24 PM
Eve of destruction, tax deduction, city inspectors, bill collectors
Mod clothes in demand, population out of hand, suicide, too many bills
Hippies moving to the hills, people all over the world are shouting, end the war
And the band played on
Great googa-looga, can't you hear me talking to you
Sayin' ball of confusion
That's what the world is today, hey, hey
-The Temptations-
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Fyvwunsyx
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2/25/2016 9:49:49 AM
Time can tear down a building
or destroy a woman's face
hours are like diamonds
don't let them waste
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2/25/2016 11:10:02 AM
They said,
Give yourself a chance, Son
Don't let life pass you by
But the world of reality's a rat race
Where only the strongest survive
It's a dog eat dog world, and that ain't no lie
It ain't even safe no more to walk the streets at night
I'm doing fine, up here on Cloud Nine...
One more time
I'm doing fine, up here on Cloud Nine....
I wanna say I love the life I live,
and I'm gonna live the life I love,
I'll be on Cloud Nine,
ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
I'm doing fine... on Cloud Nine.
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Bryon Tosoff
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2/25/2016 11:23:12 AM
Well be-bop-a-lula she's my baby,
Be-bop-a-lula I don't mean maybe.
Be-bop-a-lula she's my baby
Be-bop-a-lula I don't mean maybe
Be-bop-a-lula she's my baby doll,
My baby doll, my baby doll
Gene Vincent
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Hop On Pop
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2/25/2016 12:13:37 PM
First we drank some whiskey
Then we drank some gin
Then we had tequila, I think that's what did me in...
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Vincenzo Pandolfi
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2/26/2016 1:53:40 AM
There is wine
in my glass
Yet I know it won't last
It feels good just a little
to let go of the riddle
at times we are low
someone else has the bow...
There is wine
in my glass
Where is my judgement I trust...
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Chris Hance
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2/26/2016 6:01:15 AM
Stars fell on Alabama last night
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2/26/2016 7:06:02 AM
I met him on a Monday and my heart stood still...
Da do ron ron ron... da do ron ron...
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Richard Scotti
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2/26/2016 11:41:05 AM
Sad-Eyed Lady Of The Lowlands
With your mercury mouth in the missionary times
And your eyes like smoke and your prayers like rhymes
And your silver cross, and your voice like chimes
Oh, who among them do they think could bury you?
With your pockets well protected at last
And your streetcar visions which you place on the grass
And your flesh like silk, and your face like glass
Who among them do they think could carry you?
Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands
Where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man comes
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums
Should I leave them by your gate
Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?
With your sheets like metal and your belt like lace
And your deck of cards missing the jack and the ace
And your basement clothes and your hollow face
Who among them can think he could outguess you?
With your silhouette when the sunlight dims
Into your eyes where the moonlight swims
And your matchbook songs and your gypsy hymns
Who among them would try to impress you?
Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands
Where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man comes
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums
Should I leave them by your gate
Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?
The kings of Tyrus with their convict list
Are waiting in line for their geranium kiss
And you wouldn’t know it would happen like this
But who among them really wants just to kiss you?
With your childhood flames on your midnight rug
And your Spanish manners and your mother’s drugs
And your cowboy mouth and your curfew plugs
Who among them do you think could resist you?
Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands
Where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man comes
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums
Should I leave them by your gate
Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?
Oh, the farmers and the businessmen, they all did decide
To show you the dead angels that they used to hide
But why did they pick you to sympathize with their side?
Oh, how could they ever mistake you?
They wished you’d accepted the blame for the farm
But with the sea at your feet and the phony false alarm
And with the child of a hoodlum wrapped up in your arms
How could they ever, ever persuade you?
Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands
Where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man comes
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums
Should I leave them by your gate
Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?
With your sheet-metal memory of Cannery Row
And your magazine-husband who one day just had to go
And your gentleness now, which you just can’t help but show
Who among them do you think would employ you?
Now you stand with your thief, you’re on his parole
With your holy medallion which your fingertips fold
And your saintlike face and your ghostlike soul
Oh, who among them do you think could destroy you?
Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands
Where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man comes
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums
Should I leave them by your gate
Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?
©BOB DYLAN
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2/28/2016 1:24:48 PM
Showoff.
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Fyvwunsyx
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3/2/2016 9:42:46 AM
I once had a girl
or should I say
she once had me....
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3/2/2016 9:45:12 AM
great album.
time after time
you refuse to even listen
I wouldn't mind
if I knew (no I wouldn't) what I was (no I wouldn't) missing
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Fyvwunsyx
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3/9/2016 6:31:40 AM
There are places I remember
some are gone
and some remain....
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Richard Scotti
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3/9/2016 7:11:39 AM
I don't wanna spoil the party so I'll go
I would hate my disappointment to show
There's nothing for me here
So I will disappear
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Fyvwunsyx
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3/12/2016 7:59:35 AM
only love can make it rain
the way the beach
is kissed by the sea
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Psyche's Muse
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3/13/2016 9:12:05 AM
is this the real life...
is this just fantasy...
caught in a landslide...
no escape from reality...
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Fyvwunsyx
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3/16/2016 8:33:57 AM
I'm gonna rent myself a house
in the shade of the freeway
gonna pack my lunch in the morning
and go to work each day....
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Hop On Pop
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3/16/2016 11:53:38 AM
You're breaking my heart
You're tearing it apart
So, fuck you.
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Chris Hance
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3/17/2016 1:23:08 AM
This is the way of the modern world
This is the way to think
Turn up all the power
And into the ocean we sink
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Psyche's Muse
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3/17/2016 2:53:05 AM
Your mind is totally controlled...
It has been stuffed into my mold...
And you will do as you are told...
Until the rights to you are sold.
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Fyvwunsyx
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3/18/2016 12:09:50 PM
it always seems so righteous at the start
when there's so much laughter
so much spark
when there's so much sweetness
in the dark...
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Bob Elliott
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3/18/2016 3:50:53 PM
A chair is still a chair
Even when there's no one sitting there
But a chair is not a house
And a house is not a home
When there's no one there
To hold you tight
And no one there
You can kiss good night
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Fyvwunsyx
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3/19/2016 10:05:26 AM
she said something about going home
she said something about needing to spend some time alone
and she's looking at me without moving her eyes
cause she's already made up her mind....
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