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  • Ôá áíôñÜêéá

    Êáæáíôæßäçò ÓôÝëéïò

    Me to respect me
    And count me
    Every word you throw
    Heavily to weight

    Here with man you've tangled
    And leave the serpantines
    To tell apart my doll
    The men from the littlemen

    Many women I've left
    for your favor my lady
    to have the demand
    for you to go with my waters

    Here with man you've tangled
    and leave the serpantines
    To tell apart my doll
    The men from the little men

    Crazy woman look
    little brain to put
    homemadely and nicely
    close to me to pull it

    Here with man you've tangled
    and leave the serpantines
    To tell apart my doll
    The men from the little men

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    • Dallas
      10000 Maniacs


      Chorus:
      Did you ever see Dallas from a DC-9 at night?
      Dallas is a jewel
      Yeah, Dallas is a beautiful sight
      Dallas is a jungle
      But Dallas gives a beautiful light
      Did you ever see Dallas from a DC-9 at night?

      Now Dallas is a woman who will walk on you when you`re down
      But when you are up she`s the kind you wanna take around
      Now Dallas ain`t a woman to help you get your feet on the ground
      And Dallas is a woman who will walk on you when you`re down

      Oh, I came into Dallas with the bright lights on my mind
      I came into Dallas with a dollar and a dime

      Dallas is a rich man with a death wish in his eyes
      A steel concrete soul with a warm-hearted love in disguise
      A rich man who tends to believe in his own lies
      I say, Dallas is a rich man with a death wish in his yes

      Oh, I came into Dallas with the brights lights on my mind
      I came into Dallas with a dollar and a dime

      Chorus
      Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
      "Hating America is something best left to Mobius. He is an expert Yank hater.
      He also hates Texans and Australians, he does diversify." ~ Braindead

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      • [B]Peacekeeper
        Stevie Nicks
        (Lindsey Buckingham)[/B[


        We make all of our sons the same
        Every one will suffer the fire we've made
        They all explode just the same
        And there's no going back on the plans we've made


        Peacekeeper take your time
        Wait for the dark of night
        Soon all the suns will rise


        Peacekeeper don't tell why
        Don't be afraid to fight
        Love is the sweet surprise


        Ooh...ooh...


        Only creatures who are on their way
        Ever poison their own well
        But we still have time to hate
        And there's still something we can sell


        Peacekeeper take your time
        Wait for the dark of night
        Soon all the suns will rise


        Peacekeeper don't tell why (don't tell why)
        Don't be afraid to fight
        Love is the sweet surprise


        When the night is cold and still
        When you thought you'd had your fill
        Take all the time you will
        This is not a test, it's not a drill
        Take no prisoners, only kill


        Ooh...ooh...


        You know all of our friends are gods
        And they all tell us how to paint our face
        But there's only one brush we need
        It's the one that never leaves a trace (leaves a trace, leaves a trace)


        Peacekeeper take your time (peacekeeper take your time)
        Wait for the dark of night (wait for the dark of night)
        Soon all the suns will rise (soon all the suns will rise)


        Peacekeeper don't tell why (peacekeeper don't tell why)
        Don't be afraid to fight (don't be afraid to fight)
        Love is the sweet surprise (love is the sweet surprise)


        Peacekeeper take your time (take your time)
        Wait for the dark of night
        Soon all the suns will rise (soon all the suns will rise)


        Peacekeeper don't tell why (peacekeeper don't tell why)
        Don't be afraid to fight (don't be afraid to fight)
        Love is the sweet surprise (love is the sweet surprise)


        When the night is cold and still
        When you thought you'd had your fill
        This is not a test, it's not a drill
        Take no prisoners, only kill
        Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
        "Hating America is something best left to Mobius. He is an expert Yank hater.
        He also hates Texans and Australians, he does diversify." ~ Braindead

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        • Two For Tuesday; Joe South

          GAMES PEOPLE PLAY


          Oh the games people play now
          Every night and every day now
          Never meaning what they say now
          Never saying what they mean

          And they wile away the hours
          In their ivory towers
          Till they're covered up with flowers
          In the back of a black limousine

          Chorus
          La-da da da da da da da
          La-da da da da da de
          Talking 'bout you and me
          And the games people play

          Oh we make one another cry
          Break a heart then we say goodbye
          Cross our hearts and we hope to die
          That the other was to blame

          Neither one will give in
          So we gaze at our eight by ten
          Thinking 'bout the things that might have been
          It's a dirty rotten shame

          Repeat Chorus

          People walking up to you
          Singing glory hallelulia
          And they're tryin to sock it to you
          In the name of the Lord

          They're gonna teach you how to meditate
          Read your horoscope, cheat your faith
          And further more to hell with hate
          Come on and get on board

          Repeat Chorus

          Look around tell me what you see
          What's happening to you and me
          God grant me the serenity
          To remember who I am

          Cause you've given up your sanity
          For your pride and your vanity
          Turns you sad on humanity
          And you don't give a da da da da da

          Repeat Chorus

          -------------------------------------------------------

          Walk A Mile In My Shoes


          If I could be you and you could be me for just one hour
          If we could find a way to get inside each other's mind
          If you could see you through my eyes instead of your ego
          I believe you'd be surprised to see that you'd been blind

          Walk a mile in my shoes, walk a mile in my shoes
          Yeah, before you abuse, criticize and accuse
          Walk a mile in my shoes

          Well, your whole world you see around you is just a reflection
          And the law of common says you're gonna reap just what you sow

          So unless you've lived a life of total perfection
          Mm-mm, you'd better be careful of every stone that you should throw


          Yet we spend the day throwin' stones at one another
          'cause I don't think or wear my hair same way you do
          Well, I may be common people but I'm your brother
          And when you strike out and try to hurt me it's a 'hurtin you,


          Walk a mile in my shoes, walk a mile in my shoes
          Yeah, before you abuse, criticize and accuse
          Walk a mile in my shoes

          There are people on reservations and out in the ghettos
          And brother, there, but for the grace of God, go you and I

          If I only had the wings of little angels don'tcha you know I'd fly
          To the top of the mountain and then I'd cry?


          Walk a mile in my shoes, walk a mile in my shoes
          Hey, before you abuse, criticize and accuse
          Better walk a mile in my shoes


          Walk a mile in my shoes, walk a mile in my shoes
          Oh, before you abuse, criticize and accuse
          Walk a mile in my shoes,


          Walk a mile in my shoes, walk a mile in my shoes
          Hey, before you abuse, criticize and accuse
          Walk a mile in my shoes
          Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
          "Hating America is something best left to Mobius. He is an expert Yank hater.
          He also hates Texans and Australians, he does diversify." ~ Braindead

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          • Hasta Siempre Comandante

            Aprendimos a quererte
            desde la histrica
            donde el sol de tu bravura
            le puso cerco a la muerte.
            Aqu se queda la clara
            la entraable transparencia
            de tu querida presencia
            Comandante Che Guevara.
            Tu mano gloriosa y fuerte
            sobre la historia dispara
            cuando todo Santa Clara
            se despierta para verte.
            Aqu se queda la clara
            la entraable transparencia
            de tu querida presencia
            Comandante Che Guevara.
            Vienes quemando la brisa
            con soles de primavera
            para plantar la bandera
            con la luz de tu sonrisa.
            Aqu se queda la clara
            la entraable transparencia
            de tu querida presencia
            Comandante Che Guevara.
            Tu amor revolucionario
            te conduce a nueva empresa
            donde esperan la firmeza
            de tu brazo libertario.
            Aqu se queda la clara
            la entraable transparencia
            de tu querida presencia
            Comandante Che Guevara.
            Seguiremos adelante
            como junto a ti seguimos
            y con Fidel te decimos
            Hasta siempre, Comandante !
            Aqu se queda la clara
            la entraable transparencia
            de tu querida presencia
            Comandante Che Guevara.
            Abbiamo imparato ad amarti
            altura dalla storica altura
            dove il sole del tuo coraggio
            ha posto l'assedio alla morte.
            Ci rimane la chiara
            la pregnante trasparenza
            della tua cara presenza
            Comandante Che Guevara.
            La tua mano gloriosa e forte
            spara sulla storia
            quando tutta Santa Clara
            si risveglia per vederti.
            Ci rimane la chiara
            la pregnante trasparenza
            della tua cara presenza
            Comandante Che Guevara.
            Arrivi bruciando la brezza
            con soli di primavera
            per piantare la bandiera
            con la luce del tuo sorriso.
            Ci rimane la chiara
            la pregnante trasparenza
            della tua cara presenza
            Comandante Che Guevara.
            Il tuo amore rivoluzionario
            ti porta verso nuove imprese
            dove aspettano la fermezza
            del tuo abbraccio libertario.
            Ci rimane la chiara
            la pregnante trasparenza
            della tua cara presenza
            Comandante Che Guevara.
            Andremo sempre avanti
            come abbiamo fatto con te
            e con Fidel ti diciamo
            Hasta siempre, Comandante !
            Ci rimane la chiara
            la pregnante trasparenza
            della tua cara presenza
            Comandante Che Guevara.

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            • Avanti popolo, alla riscossa
              Bandiera rossa, bandiera rossa
              Avanti popolo, alla riscossa
              Bandiera rossa trionferà

              Bandiera rossa la trionferà
              Bandiera rossa la trionferà
              Bandiera rossa la trionferà
              Evviva il socialismo e la libertà


              Non più nemici, non più frontiere
              Sono i confini rosse bandiere,
              lavoratori alla riscossa
              bandiera rossa trionferà


              Bandiera rossa la trionferà
              Bandiera rossa la trionferà
              Bandiera rossa la trionferà
              Evviva il socialismo e la libertà

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              • More Today Than Yesterday
                Spiral Starecase



                I don't remember what day it was
                I didn't notice what time it was
                All I know is that I fell in love with you
                And if all my dreams come true
                I'll be spending time with you

                Every day's a new day in love with you
                With each day comes a new way of loving you
                Every time I kiss your lips my mind starts to wander
                And if all my dreams come true
                I'll be spending time with you

                Oh, I love you more today than yesterday
                But not as much as tomorrow
                I love you more today than yesterday
                But, darling, not as much as tomorrow

                Tomorrow's date means springtime's just a day away
                Cupid, we don't need ya now, be on your way
                I thank the lord for love like ours that grows ever stronger
                And I always will be true
                I know you feel the same way too

                Oh, I love you more today than yesterday
                But not as much as tomorrow
                I love you more today than yesterday
                But only half as much as tomorrow

                Every day's a new day, every time I love ya
                Every way's a new way, every time I love ya
                Every day's a new day, oh, how I love ya
                Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
                "Hating America is something best left to Mobius. He is an expert Yank hater.
                He also hates Texans and Australians, he does diversify." ~ Braindead

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                • Yeah Yeah Yeahs

                  Our Time

                  I may be dead honey
                  but i was left with my eyes
                  and underneath sugar
                  well i've been stung by your lies
                  and my heart baby
                  is cold and blue
                  We're two of a kind baby
                  Me and You
                  It's our time sweet baby
                  To Break on through

                  It's the year to be hated
                  so glad that we made it
                  Cuz all the kids in the street
                  Whisper sounds that sweet
                  The stars under their feet
                  Well it's the year to be hated

                  One two ready go
                  its our time [x7]
                  to be hated
                  All right
                  to be hated
                  come on kids
                  its our time [x7]
                  to be hated
                  all right
                  well it's the year to be hated

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                  • another translated

                    Vagelis Germanos

                    I'd like to be a gardener

                    I’d like to be, I’d like to be a gardener
                    In a coral garden at the seabed
                    Old ?pouros? miracle worker
                    With the elements of the night to be getting drunk

                    I’d like to be I’d like to be a shoemaker
                    To count time by the hammer
                    Her little glass high heel
                    To hide and that no one finds it

                    Put pace and come to the dance
                    Laugh you too golden little love
                    your tear is my immortal water

                    I’d like to be, I’d like to be a hunter
                    Lost in a magical forest
                    Like Orhpeus, the musician
                    To be eaten by the witches

                    But since I’m not, but since I’m not a hunter
                    That I was our love’s guardian
                    That I’ll be a shipwrecker in your apron

                    Put pace and come to the dance
                    Laugh you too golden little love
                    your tear is my immortal water

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                    • You Can Do Magic
                      America


                      I never believed in things that i couldn't see
                      I said if i can't feel it then how can it be
                      No, no magic could happen to me
                      And then i saw you

                      I couldn't believe it, you took my heart
                      I couldn't retrieve it, said to myself
                      What's it all about
                      Now i know there can be no doubt

                      You can do magic
                      You can have anything that you desire
                      Magic, and you know
                      You're the one who can put out the fire

                      You know darn well
                      When you cast your spell you will get your way
                      When you hypnotize with your eyes
                      A heart of stone can turn to clay
                      Doo, doo, doo ...

                      And when the rain is beatin' upon the window pane
                      And when the night it gets so cold, when i can't sleep
                      Again you come to me
                      I hold you tight, the rain disappears
                      Who would believe it
                      With a word you dry my tears

                      You can do magic
                      Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
                      "Hating America is something best left to Mobius. He is an expert Yank hater.
                      He also hates Texans and Australians, he does diversify." ~ Braindead

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                      • BETH
                        KISS
                        (Peter Criss)


                        Beth I hear you calling
                        But I can't come home right now
                        Me and the boys are playing
                        And we just can't find the sound

                        Just a few more hours
                        And I'll be right home to you
                        I think I hear them calling
                        Oh Beth what can I do
                        Beth what can I do

                        You say you feel so empty
                        That our house just ain't our home
                        I'm always somewhere else
                        And you're always there alone

                        Just a few more hours
                        And I'll be right home to you
                        I think I hear them calling
                        Oh Beth what can I do
                        Beth what can I do

                        Beth I know you're lonely
                        And I hope you'll be alright
                        'Cos me and the boys will be playing all night
                        Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
                        "Hating America is something best left to Mobius. He is an expert Yank hater.
                        He also hates Texans and Australians, he does diversify." ~ Braindead

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                        • Why Can't We Be Friends?
                          War


                          Why can't we be friends
                          Why can't we be friends
                          Why can't we be friends
                          Why can't we be friends

                          I seen ya around for a long long time
                          I really remember you when you drank my wine

                          Why can't we be friends
                          Why can't we be friends
                          Why can't we be friends
                          Why can't we be friends

                          I'd seen ya walkin' down in Chinatown
                          I called ya but you could not look around

                          Why can't we be friends
                          Why can't we be friends
                          Why can't we be friends
                          Why can't we be friends

                          I pay my money to the welfare line
                          I see ya standing in it every time

                          Why can't we be friends
                          Why can't we be friends
                          Why can't we be friends
                          Why can't we be friends

                          The color of your skin don't matter to me
                          As long as we can live in harmony

                          Why can't we be friends
                          Why can't we be friends
                          Why can't we be friends
                          Why can't we be friends

                          I'd kinda' like to be the president
                          So I could show you how your money's spent

                          Why can't we be friends
                          Why can't we be friends
                          Why can't we be friends
                          Why can't we be friends

                          Sometimes I don't speak right
                          But yet I know what I'm talking about

                          Why can't we be friends
                          Why can't we be friends
                          Why can't we be friends
                          Why can't we be friends

                          I know you're working for the CIA
                          They wouldn't have you in the mafia

                          Why can't we be friends
                          Why can't we be friends
                          Why can't we be friends
                          Why can't we be friends

                          Why can't we be friends
                          Why can't we be friends
                          Why can't we be friends
                          Why can't we be friends

                          Why can't we be friends
                          Why can't we be friends
                          Why can't we be friends
                          Why can't we be friends

                          Why can't we be friends
                          Why can't we be friends
                          Why can't we be friends
                          Why can't we be friends
                          (fade)
                          Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
                          "Hating America is something best left to Mobius. He is an expert Yank hater.
                          He also hates Texans and Australians, he does diversify." ~ Braindead

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                          • I'll Sleep When I'm Dead
                            Warren Zevon

                            So much to do, there's plenty on the farm
                            I'll sleep when I'm dead
                            Saturday night I like to raise a little harm
                            I'll sleep when I'm dead

                            I'm drinking heartbreak motor oil and Bombay gin
                            I'll sleep when I'm dead
                            Straight from the bottle, twisted again
                            I'll sleep when I'm dead

                            Well, I take this medicine as prescribed
                            I'll sleep when I'm dead
                            It don't matter if I get a little tired
                            I'll sleep when I'm dead

                            I've got a .38 special up on the shelf
                            I'll sleep when I'm dead
                            If I start acting stupid
                            I'll shoot myself
                            I'll sleep when I'm dead

                            So much to do, there's plenty on the farm
                            I'll sleep when I'm dead
                            Saturday night I like to raise a little harm
                            I'll sleep when I'm dead
                            "Beware of the man who works hard to learn something, learns it, and finds himself no wiser than before. He is full of murderous resentment of people who are ignorant without having come by their ignorance the hard way. "
                            -Bokonon

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                            • Polk Salad Annie
                              Tony Joe White



                              If some of ya'll never been down South too much...
                              I'm gonna tell you a little bit about this, so that you'll understand
                              What I'm talking about
                              Down there we have a plant that grows out in the
                              woods and the fields,
                              looks somethin' like a turnip green.
                              Everybody calls it Polk salad. Polk salad.
                              Used to know a girl that lived down there and
                              she'd go out in the evenings and pick a mess of it...
                              Carry it home and cook it for supper, 'cause that's about all they had to eat,
                              But they did all right.

                              Down in Louisiana Where the alligators grow so mean
                              There lived a girl that I swear to the world Made the alligators look tame

                              Polk salad Annie polk salad Annie
                              Everybody said it was a shame
                              Cause her mama was working on the chain-gang
                              (a mean, vicious woman)

                              Everyday 'fore supper time She'd go down by the truck patch
                              And pick her a mess o' Polk salad And carry it home in a tote sack

                              Polk salad Annie 'Gators got you granny
                              Everybody said it was a shame
                              'Cause her mama was aworkin' on the chain-gang
                              (a wretched, spiteful, straight-razor totin' woman,
                              Lord have mercy. Pick a mess of it)

                              Her daddy was lazy and no count
                              Claimed he had a bad back
                              All her brothers were fit for was stealin' watermelons out of my truck patch
                              Polk salad Annie, the gators got your granny
                              Everybody said it was a shame
                              Cause her mama was a working' on the chain gang
                              (Sock a little polk salad to me, you know I need a mess of it)
                              Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
                              "Hating America is something best left to Mobius. He is an expert Yank hater.
                              He also hates Texans and Australians, he does diversify." ~ Braindead

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                              • december,static-x. i know i've posted this recently... but, it's just so apropos. **grin**

                                i still feel the cold
                                of long past days
                                i knew my worth
                                put in my place
                                it's no surprise
                                i realized some time before
                                december
                                sun shines through haze
                                i put my thoughts
                                toward future days
                                it's no surprise
                                i close my eyes
                                and close the door
                                feeling so old
                                years pass like days
                                fastly changing
                                so many ways
                                my eyes perceive
                                yes i believe in nothing more
                                I wasn't born with enough middle fingers.
                                [Brandon Roderick? You mean Brock's Toadie?][Hanged from Yggdrasil]

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