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I saw it walkin' lonely down the street
Cool like the cat, like a crazy dream
I looked twice again, I can't believe
It turned around right then
And looked at me
I said oh no, it really couldn't be
It was a man, it was a woman, too
He's a woman, she's a man
He's a woman, she's a (woman)
I think it really came from far away
I'm feeling head uptight
So I have to stay
It takes my hand and says
"Come on, let's go!"
We're going home,
She asked me to stay
He starts to move, she starts to play
I need a body, why not you
He's a woman, she's a man
He's a woman, she's a (woman)
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[Jethro Tull]
In the shuffling madness
Of the locomotive breath
Runs the all time loser
Headlong to his death
And he feels the piston scraping
Steam breaking on his brow
Old Charlie stole the handle
And the train, it won't stop going
No way to slow down, oh
He sees his children jumping off
At stations one by one
His woman and his best friend
In bed and having fun
And oh, he's crawling down the corridor
On his hands and knees
Old Charlie stole the handle
And the train, it won't stop going
No way to slow down, oh
No way to slow down
He hears the silence howling
When he catches angels as they fall
And the all time winner
Has got him by the balls
Oh, and he picks up Gideon's Bible
And it's open at page one
I think God, he stole the handle
And the train, it won't stop going
No way to slow down
No way to slow down
No way to slow down
No way to slow down
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[Abba]
I wasn't jealous
Before we met
Now every man I see
Is a potential threat
And I'm possessive
It isn't nice
You've heard me saying
That smoking was my only vice
But now it isn't true
Now everything is new
And all I've learned
Has overturned
I beg of you
Don't go wasting your emotion
Lay all your love on me
It was like shooting
A sitting duck
A little smalltalk
A smile and baby
I was stuck
I still don't know
What you've done with me
A grown-up man should
Never fall so easily
I feel a kind of fear
When I don't have you near
Unsatisfied
I skip my pride
I beg you dear
Don't go wasting your emotion
Lay all your love on me
Don't go wasting your emotion
Lay all your love on me
I've had a few
Little love affairs
They didn't last very long
And they've been pretty scarce
I used to think
That was sensible
It makes the truth
Even more incomprehensible
'Cause everything is new
And everything is you
And all I've learned
Has overturned
What can I do
Don't go wasting your emotion
Lay all your love on me
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[David Bowie]
Ground Control to Major Tom
Ground Control to Major Tom
Take your protein pills
And put your helmet on
Ground Control to Major Tom
Commencing countdown, engines on
Check ignition
And may God's love be with you
Ten, nine eight, seven, six, five
Four, three, two, one, liftoff
This is Ground Control to Major Tom
You've really made the grade
And the papers want to know
Whose shirts you wear
Now it's time to leave the capsule
If you dare
This is Major Tom to Ground Control
I'm stepping through the door
And I'm floating in a most peculair way
And the stars look very different
Today
For here
Am I sitting in a tin can
Far above the world
Planet Earth is blue
And there's nothing I can do
Though I'm past 100,000 miles
I'm feeling very still
And I think my spaceship knows
Which way to go
Tell my wife I love her very much,
She knows
Ground Control to Major Tom
Your circuit's dead,
There's something wrong
Can you hear me Major Tom
Can you hear me Major Tom
Can you hear me Major Tom
Can you....
Here am I floating round my tin can
Far above the Moon
Planet Earth is blue
And there's nothing I can do
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[Faith no More]
Tossed into my mind, stirring the calm
You splash me with beauty
And pull me down
You come from out of nowhere
My glance turns to a stare
Obesession rules me,
I'm yours from the start
I know you see me, our eyes interlock
You come from out of nowhere
My glance turns to a stare
One minute here
And one minute there
Don't know if I'll laugh or cry
One minute here
And one minute there
And then you wave goodbye...
Sifting to the bottom,
Every day for two
All energy funnels, all becomes you
You come from out of nowhere
My glance turns to a stare
One minute here
And one minute there
Don't know if I'll laugh or cry
One minute here
And one minute there
And it hurts inside
One minute here
And one minute there
And then you wave goodbye...
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[The Beatles]
Close your eyes and I'll kiss you
Tomorrow I'll miss you
Remember I'll always be true
And then while I'm away
I'll write home everyday
And I'll send all my loving to you
I'll pretend that I'm kissing
The lips I am missing
And hope that my dreams
Will come true
And then while I'm away
I'll write home every day
And send all my loving to you
All my loving, I will send to you
All my loving, darling I'll be true
Close your eyes and I'll kiss you
Tomorrow I'll miss you
Remember I'll always be true
And then while I'm away
I'll write home everyday
And I'll send all my loving to you
All my loving, I will send to you
All my loving, darling I'll be true
All my loving, I will send to you
All my loving, all my loving
Woo, all my loving, I will send to you
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[Focus]
Joladadijoladadijoladadijoladadi
Joladadijoladadi-jo-o-ooh!
Joladadijoladadijoladadijoladadi
Joladadijoladadi-jo-o-ooh!
Oooooh-oooooh-oooooh-oooooh...
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[Alex Harvey]
If your body's feeling bad
And it's the only one you have
You want to take away the pain
Go out walking in the rain
You watch the flowers go to bed
Ask the man inside your head
Your spirit never has to grieve
All you've got to do's believe
The faith healer, the faith healer
All you've got to do is feel
Your body's going to start to heal
The fingertips of holy fire,
Everlasting sweet desire
It never mattered
What the doctor said
The healer man will sail away
It's immortality for two,
Oh the miracles
They will come to you
From faith healer,the faith healer
Can I put my hands on you?
Can I put my hands on you?
Faith, and hope, and charity,
The simple relativity
He can make you understand
All you've got to take his hand
Remember somebody said
Ask the man inside your head
The fingertips of holy fire,
Everlasting sweet desire
The faith healer, the faith healer!
Can I put my hands on you?
Can I put my hands on you?
Let me put my hands on you?
Let me put my hands on you?
Can I put my hands on you?
Can I put my hands on you?
The faith healer, the faith healer...
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[Frank Marino]
Evolution, revolution
Are the parents of one another
Moving ever moving crushing
Everything that gets in its way
Smiles telling lies about the future
I don't wat to believe them
Pity on their faces baby
Don't you think they laugh
In your face
Wheels of justice they have fallen off
Man's on crutches
Being kicked like dogs
It's a jugernaut
It's a jugernaut
It's a jugernaut
Politician's makin' money all the time
They murder our freedom
Filling up their pockets
While the people in the street
Lay and die
Man you're workin' hard as hell
You only end up paying more taxes
Give 'em all your money baby
Don't you think they give you a bomb
Lambs were slaughtered
For the sacrafice
Man's now offered up by his own kind
Cry for your soul
Young and old
Help your own
They will need it, heed it
Don't be caught between the stones
Economic pressure and recession
In a nation of madness
Living under fear of countries
Launching up a nuclear attack
Men are killing men with paper bullets
You may wonder how that's done
Money is the bullet
And the dirty greedy heart is the gun
It's a jugernaut
It's a jugernaut
It's a jugernaut
Rise or fall
One and all
Sink or swim
We can win
Oh how we can do it if we try
Superpowers playing chess
Along a board with people as pieces
Taking human life
Just like they're only
Sacrificing a pawn
Don't you know the game is rigged
The best that they will do
Is a stalemate
Who will be the judge of what is right
When we are lying in graves
We'll inherit from all of our nations
Not peace, only deadly radiation
It's a jugernaut
It's a jugernaut
It's a jugernaut
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[Cream]
In the white room
With black curtains
Near the station
Black country roof
No gold pavements
Tired starlings
Silver horses
Ran down moonbeams
In your dark eyes
Dawn light smiles
On you leaving
My contentment
I'll wait in this place
Were the sun never shines
Wait in this places
Where the shadows
Run from themselves
You said no strings
Could secure you
At the station
Platform ticket
Restless diesels
Goodbye windows
I walked in
To such a sad time
At the staiton
As I walked out
Felt my own need
Just beginning
I'll wait in the queue
When the trains come back
Lie with you
Where the shadows
Run from themselves
At the party
She was kindness
In the hard crowd
Consolation
For the old wound
Now forgotten
Yellow tigers
Crouched in jungles
In her dark eyes
She's just dressing
Goodbye windows
Tired starlings
I'll sleep in this place
With the lonely crowd
Lie in the dark
Where the shadows
Run from themselves
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[Babe Ruth]
Chico Fernandez, sleepin' on his gun
Dreams of Santa Anna
Fighting in the sun
Drums so loud from both sides
Makes it hard to dream
A bluish fall on an orange fast
Makes that hard to seems reason
Mornin', calm mornin'
Ah, Chico's gonna have his share
Mornin', sad mornin'
Sad it must be Aahahahahahahahahahaha...
Mornin', sad mornin'
Me-xi-ca-an!!!
Seniorita panned in:
Chico, come-on-home!
Santa Anna's losing
You'll be the first to go
Sam Whosman's laughin'
Davy Crocket too
Whenn Anna takes the Alamo
The first to go is you
Mornin', calm mornin'
Ah, Chico's gonna have his share
Mornin', sad mornin'
Heaven will be there
Aahahahahahahahahahaha...
Mornin', sad mornin'
Me-xi-ca-an!!!
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[Deep Purple]
Hey baby, what you gonna do
When the lights go up on you
What's your name,
Can I drive you home
Sweet woman, are you all alone
You're the one for me
I'm gonna keep you busy as a bee,
Could be, could be
Rat bat blue
Now, get up woman, don't be slow
It's getting late and I wanna go
No cause for acting big
Got to love, got to live
Stick around with me
I'm gonna show you things
You'd never thought you'd see
You see
Rat bat blue
You're so fine
Get out! You didn't understand
I'm a hard loving man
No way you can satisfy
The way you look, the way you lie
And when you shut the door
Make sure I don't see you
'Round here no more
Rat bat blue
Alright
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