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Two hours 'til doors. With my patience running short. I am shaking in my seat. As I grind my fucking teeth. . Now I am waiting for the day. When no one is concerned.
Just a perfect day. Drink Sangria in the park. And then later. When it gets dark, we go home. . Just a perfect day. Feed animals in the zoo. Then later.
He was a stranger in London at night. And he felt alone so he followed a light. Into a bar where the music was loud. He ordered a pint and got lost in the crowd.
I could go a-runnin', jumpin', reachin' for the sky. (Reachin' for the sky). That's all that I thought that it would take to buy your mind. (Take to buy your mind).
Pullin' away, he's pullin' away. Now his wagons are loaded. He's pullin' away. . Hard luck is the fortune of all woman kind. They're always controlled, they're always confined.
They come in their summery dresses and jackets so fine. The rich folks who measure success with a big dollar sign. They gaze with delight with the rocks and the scraggly pines.
John Stewart. . I was born in Portland town. I was born in Portland town. Yes, I was. Oooh, yes, I was.. October third, I'm on my way. October third, I'm on my way. Yes, I am. Oooh, yes I am..
Poor Ellen Smith, how was she found?. Shot through the heart lyin' dead on the ground. Her body was mangled and all cast around. And X marks the spot where poor Ellen was found.
Dave Guard. . Well, I thought I heard a captain say, "Pay me my money down. Tomorrow is my sailing day, pay me my money down.". . Chorus:. Oh, pay me. Pay me. Pay me my money down. Pay me or go to jail. Pay me my money down..
Come all you young rebels and list while we sing. For the love of one's country is a terrible thing. It banishes fear with the speed of a flame. And it makes us all part of the patriot game.
Woody Guthrie. . It's a mighty hard road that my poor hands have hoed. My poor feet have traveled a hot, dusty road.. Out of your dust bowls and westward we rode. Your deserts were hot and your mountains were cold..
Sittin' down here on a Parchment Farm, uh huh. (Repeat). Sittin' down here on a Parchment Farm, I ain't never done nobody no harm.. . Bet your life I'm going to jail, uh huh. (Repeat).
What if I don't ever wanna grow up?. Could I stay this young forever, and ever?. What if I like being. immature sometimes and I. don't ever wanna change?.
Стынет лед на губах,. Смотрит сквозь меня Судьба,. И вперед дороги нет,. Нет назад пути.. . Я один навсегда ,. Так жесток небесный дар,. Жизнь забыла, смерть не ждет.
When the world looks like a christmas cake. I had to put my foot in it. Shadow boxing with the snowflakes. And shouting from the summit. . I was only born a bastard once.
There ain't no easy way to start this conversation. So I'll just say what's on my mind. Once our hearts both shared a common destination. To love until the end of time.
I see you changing girl. From Day to Day. Impressed by and trying to imitate. Those who are older. Those who are colder. Suddenly embarrassed by your age.
feeling the comfort of eyes is your sole intention. we all want to be understood unconditionally. but you have to realize that a viewer needs distance.