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  • Carey by Joni Mitchell

    The wind is in from Africa
    But last night I couldn't sleep
    Oh, you know it sure is hard to leave here Carey
    But it's really not my home
    My fingernails are filthy, I got beach tar on my feet
    And I miss my clean white linen and my fancy French cologne

    Oh Carey get out your cane
    And I'll put on some silver
    Oh you're a mean old Daddy
    But I like you fine

    Come on down to the Mermaid Cafe and I will
    Buy you a bottle of wine
    And we'll laugh and toast to nothing and smash our empty glasses down
    Let's have a round for these freaks and these soldiers
    A round for these friends of mine
    Let's have another round for the bright red devil
    Who keeps me in this tourist town

    Come on Carey get out your cane
    I'll put on some silver
    Oh you're a mean old Daddy
    But I like you

    Maybe I'll go to Amsterdam
    Maybe I'll go to Rome
    And rent me a grand piano
    And put some flowers 'round my room
    But let's not talk about fare-thee-wells now
    The night is a starry dome
    And they're playin' that scratchy rock and roll
    Beneath the Matalla Moon

    Come on Carey get out your cane
    I'll put on some silver
    We'll go to the Mermaid Cafe
    Have fun tonight

    The wind is in from Africa
    But last night I couldn't sleep
    Oh you know it sure is hard to leave here
    But it's really not my home

    Maybe it's been too long a time
    Since I was scramblin' down in the street
    Now they got me used to that clean white linen
    And that fancy French cologne

    Oh Carey get out your cane
    I'll put on my finest silver
    We'll go to the Mermaid Cafe
    Have fun tonight
    I said, Oh, you're a mean old Daddy but I like you
    But you're out of sight
    "Love the earth and sun and animals, despise riches, give alms to every one that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence toward the people, take off your hat to nothing known or unknown . . . reexamine all you have been told at school or church or in any book, dismiss whatever insults your own soul, and your very flesh shall be a great poem and have the richest fluency" - Walt Whitman

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    • Alicia Keys

      Caged Bird

      Right now I feel like a bird
      Caged without a key
      Everyone comes to stare at me
      With so much joy and revelry
      They don't know how I feel inside
      Through my smile, I cry
      They don't know what they're doin’ to me
      Keeping me from flyin’
      That's why I say that
      I know why the caged bird sings
      Only joy comes from song
      She's so rare and beautiful to others
      Why not just set her free?
      So she can
      Fly, fly, fly
      Spreadin’ her wings and her song
      Let her
      Fly, fly, fly
      For the whole world to see
      She's like caged bird
      Fly, fly
      Oooh, just let her fly
      Just let her fly
      Just let her fly
      Spread the wings
      Spread the beauty

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      • Nelly Furtado

        Turn Off the Light

        It's getting so lonely inside this bed
        Don't know if I should lick my wounds or say woe is me instead
        And there's an aching inside my head
        It's telling me I'm better off alone
        But after midnight morning will come
        And the day will see if you will get some

        They say that girl ya know she act too tough tough tough
        Well it's till' I turn off the light, turn off the light
        They say that girl you know she act so rough rough rough
        Well it's till' I turn off the light, turn off the light
        And I say follow me follow me follow me down down down down
        till' you see all my dreams
        Not everything in this magical world is quite what it seems

        I looked above the other day
        Cuz I think I'm good and ready for a change
        I live my life by the moon
        If it's high play it low, if it's harvest go slow and if it's full, then go
        But after midnight morning will come
        And the day will see if you're gonna get some

        They say that girl ya know she act too tough tough tough
        Well it's till' I turn off the light, turn off the light
        They say that girl you know she act so rough rough rough
        Well it's till' I turn off the light, turn off the light
        And I say follow me follow me follow me down down down down
        till' you see all my dreams
        Not everything in this magical world is quite what it seems

        I'm searching for things that I just cannot see
        Why don't you don't you don't you come and be with me
        I pretend to be cool with me, want to believe
        That I can do it on my own without my heart on my sleeve
        I'm running, I'm running, catch up with me life
        Where is the love that I'm looking to find
        It's all in me, can't you see, I can see, why can't you see it's all in me

        They say that girl ya know she act too tough tough tough
        Well it's till' I turn off the light, turn off the light
        They say that girl you know she act so rough rough rough
        Well it's till' I turn off the light, turn off the light
        And I say follow me follow me follow me down down down down
        till' you see all my dreams
        Not everything in this magical world is quite what it seems

        Where is your logic
        Who do you need
        Where can you turn in your delicate time of need
        Follow me down, follow me down down down,
        I do not need I do not need nobody
        Where is your logic
        Who do you need
        Where can you turn in your delicate time of need.

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        • lightblue:

          Home by SEvendust

          Wreckage-My mind
          Insecure-All the time
          ONCE LOVED-NOW PARALYZED
          I ONCE THOUGHT-I'LL NEVER DIE

          Frustrated-OUR SIMPLE LIVES
          No one listens-EVERYONE LIES
          Who said "HOME IS WHERE YOU HIDE"?

          strong as **** and now you see

          I'm home-leave it to me
          (leave it to me now that you've seen)
          I'm home-leave it to me
          (leave it to me)

          From left to right...
          (repeat)

          I tried-my father said
          I'm scared-she always said
          They grab and pull until I tear

          MEANING-Too deep to swim
          When's a good time for the end?
          Who said I was YOUR FRIEND?

          I'm home-leave it to me
          (leave it to me now that you've seen)
          I'm home-leave it to me
          (leave it to me)

          From left to right...
          (repeat)
          Suffocated-our simple life
          No one listens-everyone dies
          Never a chance-how could you see?

          I'm home-leave it to me (leave it to me)
          I'm home-leave it to me (leave it to me now that you've seen)
          I'm home-leave it to me (leave it to me)
          I'm home-leave it to me (what the **** did you say?)

          from left to right...

          Natural High by Union Underground

          Times I'm uncertain I can't unwind
          The **** we learned became a lie
          Can't live forever angry and blind
          The lengths we go to satisfy

          It's a natural high

          I'm not your savior no ****in' lie
          I'd kill myself to stay alive
          Forget the future regret the past
          No present tense is gonna last

          Swimming in a sea of a jealous tide
          Won't wash your hate away
          Selling your soul for a piece of mind
          Can't buy yourself today

          Ain't it funny how the power the money
          The consistency of the truth
          Bleed today but laugh tomorrow
          In the burden of our youth
          "Speaking on the subject of conformity: This rotting concept of the unfathomable nostril mystifies the fuming crotch of my being!!! Stop with the mooing you damned chihuahua!!! Ganglia!! Rats eat babies!" ~ happy noodle boy

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          • Therapy? - Femtex

            Masturbation saved my life
            I was nervous as a child
            You were someone out of my hands
            Couldn't understand or have

            She's not trying to catch your eye
            She's just trying to get a life
            He feels weak when she is strong
            Feeling threatened when he's wrong

            Femination generation
            Femination generation

            Do you want a ****?
            Do you want a friend?
            Do you want sex?
            Do you want revenge?
            You never make love with a smile on your face
            Punished with love and rewarded with hate

            Femination generation
            Femination generation

            Femination generation
            Femination generation

            Femination (I'm just with you, that will never mean that I'm just for you)
            generation (I'm just with you, that will never mean that I'm just for you)
            Femination (I'm just with you, that will never mean that I'm just for you)
            generation (I'm just with you)

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            • I am by Static x

              i've been talking abuse and it's senseless
              fist into the wall and it's painless
              i've been living the lie that i made me
              live it
              screaming into the mic and i like it
              put it all over the air in thick slices
              soak it all up in your head with the anger
              like it
              older
              elder
              i am
              (grind on it)
              deeper
              bleaker
              i am
              brush the surface off and grind on it
              put a gun in my mouth and threaten to shoot
              justice died here

              My December by Linkin Park

              This is my December.
              This is my time of the year.
              This is my December.
              This is all so clear.

              This is my December.
              This is my snow covered home.
              This is my December.
              This is me alone.

              And I...
              Just wish that I didn't feel.
              Like there was something I missed.
              And I...
              Take back all the things I said.
              To make you feel like that.
              And I...
              Just wish that I didn't feel.
              Like there was something I missed.
              And I...
              Take back all the things that I said to you.

              And I'd give it all away.
              Just to have somewhere to go too.
              Give it all away.
              To have someone to come home too.

              This is my December.
              These are my snow covered dreams.
              This is me pretending.
              This is all I need.

              And I...
              Just wish that I didn't feel.
              Like there was something I missed.
              And I...
              Take back all the things I said.
              To make you feel like that.
              And I...
              Just wish that I didn't feel.
              Like there was something I missed.
              And I...
              Take back all the things that I said to you.
              And I'd give it all away.
              Just to have somewhere to go too.
              Give it all away
              To have someone to come home too.

              This is my December.
              This is my time of the year.
              This is my December.
              This is all so clear.

              And I'd give it all away...
              Just to have somewhere to go to.
              Give it all away....
              To have someone to come home to.
              "Speaking on the subject of conformity: This rotting concept of the unfathomable nostril mystifies the fuming crotch of my being!!! Stop with the mooing you damned chihuahua!!! Ganglia!! Rats eat babies!" ~ happy noodle boy

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              • Who's Making Love
                Blues Brothers

                All you fellas, gather 'round me
                and let me give you some good advice
                What I'm gonna, gonna ask you now
                You'd better think about it twice
                While you're out cheatin' on your woman
                there is something I never ever dreamed of and that is


                Who's making love to your old lady
                While you were out making love
                Who's making love to your old lady
                While you were out making love


                I've known so, so many fellows
                All in that same old bag
                Thinkin' that a woman was made to
                to be beat on and treated so bad
                Well now fellows, let me tell you something
                Something I never ever dreamed of


                Who's making love to your old lady
                While you were out making love
                Who's making love to your old lady
                While you were out making love


                I know there are some woman guilty of this too
                I'm not trying to run you life boy, the choice is up to you
                Yeah you, you you


                Reason why I ask this question
                I used to be the same old way
                'Til I started to straighten up
                I found out it was a bit too late
                Oh yeah, that's when it all started
                Something I never ever dreamed of


                Somebody was a lovin' my old lady
                While I was out making love
                Somebody was a lovin' my old lady
                While I was out making love


                Now who's making love to your old lady
                While you were out making love
                Who's making love to your old lady
                While you were out making love


                Somebody was a lovin' my old lady
                While I was out making love



                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 Am, I Feel - Alisha's Attic

                  He said: "Angel put that purple skirt on, y'know it makes me hot"
                  He said: "Come on, Come on, get on, get up, look like
                  You're enjoying my company",
                  Oh and he said: "You can't change the world,
                  yr'another one of my fools
                  You were born to have my baby now.
                  Don't cry my precious one, coz
                  I ain't got no sympathy for you"
                  And I am, I feel, like
                  I wanna bite his head off
                  Yeah that'd be fun
                  Coz I sure got an appetite
                  I click my heels together three times
                  They sparked a little, but nothing happened
                  And the big bad wolf's still in my bed

                  I am, I feel
                  (I sometimes think that you forget) that
                  I am, I feel
                  I got to get away from here
                  I am, I feel
                  This girl's a person y'know
                  I am, I feel

                  Oh he said: "Angel your halo ain't fitted that good for a little while now
                  You ain't got that certain glow that I get a kick out of"
                  (Like it bothered me)
                  I'm taking it on the chin, with a grin
                  But my feet are itchin' and itchin',
                  He says: "Don't cry my precious one
                  Coz I ain't got no sympathy for you"

                  And I am, I feel, like
                  I wanna smash his face in
                  Yeah! That'd be fun
                  Coz I sure got a fist for a fight

                  I click my heels together three times
                  They sparked a little, but nothing happened
                  And the big bad wolf's still in my bed

                  And I am, I feel
                  (I sometimes think that you forget) that
                  I am, I feel
                  I got to get away from here
                  I am, I feel
                  And this girl's a person y'know
                  I am, I feel

                  Well it's had to get through it when you're knockin' on wood
                  And I got to thinkin' I was worth more than he put on my boots
                  I got a soul if you get down to the roots

                  I am, I feel
                  (I sometimes think that you forget) that
                  I am, I feel
                  I got to get away from here
                  I am, I feel
                  And this girl's a person y'know
                  I am, I feel

                  I am, and I feel
                  I am, and I feel

                  I am, I feel
                  This girl's a person y'know

                  I am, I feel
                  I am, I feel

                  (I sometimes think that you forget) that
                  I am, and I feel
                  I got to get away from here
                  I am, I feel
                  And this girl's a person y'know...
                  "Love the earth and sun and animals, despise riches, give alms to every one that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence toward the people, take off your hat to nothing known or unknown . . . reexamine all you have been told at school or church or in any book, dismiss whatever insults your own soul, and your very flesh shall be a great poem and have the richest fluency" - Walt Whitman

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                  • Basketball Jones
                    Written by Richard A. "Cheech" Marin and Thomas Chong


                    Basketball Jones, I got a Basketball Jones
                    Got a Basketball Jones, oh baby, oo-oo-ooo

                    Yes, I am the victim of a Basketball Jones
                    Ever since I was a little baby, I always be dribblin'
                    In fac', I was de baddest dribbler in the whole neighborhood
                    Then one day, my mama bought me a basketball
                    And I loved that basketball
                    I took that basketball with me everywhere I went
                    That basketball was like a basketball to me

                    I even put that basketball underneath my pillow
                    Maybe that's why I can't sleep at night
                    I need help, ladies and gentlemens
                    I need someone to stand beside me
                    I need, I need someone to set a pick for me at the free-throw line of life
                    Someone I can pass to
                    Someone to hit the open man on the give-and-go
                    And not end up in the popcorn machine
                    So cheerleaders, help me out

                    {cheerleaders sing repeatedly...}
                    (Basketball Jones, I got a Basketball Jones)
                    (I got a Basketball Jones, oh baby, oo-oo-ooo)

                    {while Tyrone Shoelaces sings/speaks...}
                    Oh, that sounds so sweet
                    Sing it out
                    C'mon Coach Booty, Red Blazer, sing along with me
                    That be bad, honky
                    Yeah
                    I want everybody in the whole stadium to stand up and sing with us
                    Oh yeah, sing it out like you're proud
                    All right, everybody watchin' coast-to-coast, sing along with us
                    Bill Russell, sing along with us
                    Chick Hearn, sing along with us
                    Chris Schenkel, don't sing nothin'

                    Oh, it feels so good
                    Gimme the ball
                    I'll go one-on-one against the world, left-handed
                    I could stuff it from center court with my toes
                    I could jump on top of the backboard, take off a quarter, leave fifteen cents change I
                    could, I could dribble behind my back I got more moves than Ex-Lax I'm bad I could
                    dribble with my tongue Here I go down court, try to stop me You can't stop me 'cause I
                    got a Basketball Jones Here I come That's my hook shot with my eyebrow Yeah, I could
                    dunk it with my nose I'm, I'm bad as King Kong, gimme the ball I'm hot, I'm hot as...,
                    I'm hot as..., I'm hot as... uh Uh, uh, uh, uh

                    (Basketball Jones, I got a Basketball Jones, I got a Basketball Jones, Basketball Jones)
                    (Basketball Jones, I got a Basketball Jones, I got a Basketball Jones, Basketball Jones)
                    (Basketball Jones, I got a Basketball Jones, I got a Basketball Jones, Basketball Jones)
                    (Basketball Jones, I got a Basketball Jones, I got a Basketball Jones, Basketball Jones)
                    {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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                    • Talking About a Revolution - Tracy Chapman

                      Don’t you know
                      They’re talking about a revolution
                      Sounds like a whisper
                      Don’t you know
                      They’re talking about a revolution
                      Sounds like a whisper

                      While they’re
                      Standing in the welfare lines
                      Crying at the doorsteps of those armies of salvation
                      Wasting time in the unemployment lines
                      Sitting around, waiting for our promotion
                      Don’t you know
                      They’re talking about a revolution
                      Sounds like a whisper

                      Poor people gonna rise up
                      Get their share
                      Poor people gonna rise up
                      Take what’s theirs

                      Don’t you know you’d better
                      Run run run run run run
                      run run run run run run
                      Oh I said you’d better
                      Run run run run run run
                      run run run run run run

                      ‘Cause finally the tables are starting to turn
                      Talking about a revolution
                      Yes finally the tables are starting to turn
                      Talking about a revolution, oh no
                      Talking about a revolution, oh

                      While they’re
                      Standing in the welfare lines
                      Crying at the doorsteps of those armies of salvation
                      Wasting time in the unemployment lines
                      Sitting around, waiting for our promotion
                      Don’t you know
                      They’re talking about a revolution
                      Sounds like a whisper

                      And finally the tables are starting to turn
                      Talking about a revolution
                      Yes finally the tables are starting to turn
                      Talking about a revolution, oh no
                      Talking about a revolution, oh no
                      Talking about a revolution, oh no
                      "Love the earth and sun and animals, despise riches, give alms to every one that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence toward the people, take off your hat to nothing known or unknown . . . reexamine all you have been told at school or church or in any book, dismiss whatever insults your own soul, and your very flesh shall be a great poem and have the richest fluency" - Walt Whitman

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                      • Rise - Gabrielle


                        I know that it's over
                        but I can't believe we're through
                        they say that time's a healer
                        and I'm better without you

                        it's gonna take time I know
                        but I'll get over you

                        look at my life
                        look at my heart
                        I have seen them fall apart
                        now I'm ready to rise again
                        look at my hopes
                        look at my dreams
                        I'm building bridges from these scenes
                        now I'm ready to rise again

                        caught up in my thinking
                        like a prisoner in my mind
                        you pose so many questions
                        but the truth was hard to find
                        I better think twice I know
                        that I'll get over you

                        (chorus)

                        much time has passed between us
                        do you still think of me at all?
                        my world of broken promises
                        now you won't catch me when I fall

                        (chorus)
                        "Love the earth and sun and animals, despise riches, give alms to every one that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence toward the people, take off your hat to nothing known or unknown . . . reexamine all you have been told at school or church or in any book, dismiss whatever insults your own soul, and your very flesh shall be a great poem and have the richest fluency" - Walt Whitman

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                        • And staying in the basketball mood:

                          Jurassic 5

                          The Game

                          All right, everybody shut up
                          I said shut up!
                          Now are you ready to play the game?
                          NO!
                          Are you ready to play the game?
                          YEAH!

                          The Game
                          Playing to survive
                          Aiming to win anyway they can

                          Yo, yo
                          Pass the ball, final casting call
                          First of all, verbal basketball
                          Off the glass, smash your jaw
                          Too fast for y'all
                          You might take a nasty fall
                          Trying to stick with the prehistoric passenger
                          (Foul Ball)
                          All breath, no physical contact
                          Bounce back, demonstrate invincible bomb raps
                          Not no hustler no player or speakin no crime crap
                          I'm vocally trying to score before my time lapse

                          Uh! Full court press, hands in your chest
                          Runnin' cause I'm a rebel with the ghetto finesse
                          No fouls just checks, make a brother sweat
                          Word for y'all to earn my reject
                          Get it out of here, attack from the rear
                          Ya'll niggas aint nothin but some ***** ass queers
                          I'll be in your ear, increase the fear
                          Rippin with the shears as the crowd just cheers

                          Bring on the opposition
                          Cause my position is to shut you down
                          As the basketball pounds on the concrete floor
                          Envisioning moves to freak brothers every which way
                          Dominating like Doc J.
                          Pass me the rock, I know just what to do with it
                          It's real vivid, I pivot, through the lane
                          Three hundred and sixty behind my back
                          I take your monkey ass to the rack like Jerry Stack

                          I'm sought by most recruiters and heavily recommended
                          Stickin your best shooters they lower verbal percentage
                          It's takin its toll, 24-second clock control
                          Stoppin this obstacle, impossible
                          I was the number one block project in the city
                          Prospect, now thats something that you can believe
                          So be it, whether pro or collegiate, the hit but don't miss
                          Prime time the offense, switch


                          Y'all can't ball, Y'all can't ball
                          Yo ref, where's the tech? Man, make the call
                          The game is gettin tight verbal victories in sight
                          What counts is what you write not concerned about the height
                          My rhymes go baseline so why you tryin to take mine?
                          Last man tried just died inside the paint line
                          I bank rhymes, got a call so I flex
                          I'm on the foul line with a few verses left
                          When my flow hits the net, the next brother flex

                          I put my foot in the pavement
                          With the brothers I'm raised with
                          Play with and break dance back in the days with
                          And still in the game with 12 points, no assists
                          Get up in the game, in your face like swish
                          Crash the boards with metaphors
                          In the air like a concord
                          Aiyyo what you out for?
                          Yo I'm out for the whole score
                          22 flat seconds for me to win
                          I can't win for losin with this cheatin ass ref

                          [Clip from Laker game]

                          My squad's supreme
                          So I don't need Clyde or the dream
                          Next time you play the game boy pick a better team
                          Your choice is short when you on a concrete court
                          But my mental cohorts is bout to change the whole sport
                          Give me the bill boy, crossover with the skills
                          Wrap around pass, fly right past your grill
                          Take off from half court, in some J5 shorts
                          The rap band with the man when my words play sports
                          Comin' through your lane, with pure skills so stand clear
                          Vocal charge is a mirage, I still stand here
                          Damn near, make your **** look soft like Pam Grier
                          Fans cheer for the paragraph Bill Lambier

                          Show me the rock, so I can show these fool what I got
                          (He's heating up) **** that, I'm flaming hot
                          Verbally take you to the blacktop, and wreck shop
                          Turn my game up a notch, pass me the rock
                          1 on 1, 3 on 3, 5 on 5, horse, 21
                          It really don't matter cause son you'll still get done
                          Yo you should know better than try to barter with this globetrotter
                          Militious, vicious dunks, I'm Vince Carter
                          And it's the high draft pick, flashin it
                          Still can penetrate and slightly overweight
                          But whatever it takes my shot can elevate
                          No pain, no gain for the brothers with no game

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                          • Strange Magic
                            ELO


                            You're sailing softly through the sun
                            in a broken stone age dawn.
                            You fly so high.

                            I get a strange magic,
                            oh, what a strange magic,
                            oh, it's a strange magic.
                            Got a strange magic,
                            got a strange magic.

                            You're walking meadows in my mind,
                            making waves across my time,
                            oh no, oh no.

                            I get a strange magic,
                            oh, what a strange magic,
                            oh, it's a strange magic.
                            Got a strange magic,
                            got a strange magic.

                            Oh, I'm never gonna be the same again,
                            now I've seen the way it's got to end,
                            sweet dream, sweet dream.

                            Strange magic,
                            oh, what a strange magic,
                            oh, it's a strange magic.
                            Got a strange magic,
                            got a strange magic.

                            It's magic, it's magic, it's magic.

                            Strange magic,
                            oh, what a strange magic,
                            oh, it's a strange magic.
                            Got a strange magic.

                            Strange magic STRANGE MAGIC
                            oh, what a strange magic STRANGE MAGIC
                            oh, it's a strange magic.
                            Got a strange magic.

                            Strange magic STRANGE MAGIC
                            oh, what a strange magic STRANGE MAGIC
                            oh, it's a strange magic.
                            Got a strange magic,
                            got a strange magic,
                            you know I got a strange magic,
                            yeah, I got a strange magic,
                            oo-o-o-oo, strange magic. (fade)


                            - Jeff Lynne



                            --------------------------------------------------------------------------------
                            "If you obey all the rules, you miss all the fun." -Katherine Hepburn

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                            • Going Down Slow
                              by St. Louis Jimmy

                              I have had my fun if I never get well no more.
                              I have had my fun if I never get well no more.
                              All of my health is failing;
                              Lord, I'm going down slow,
                              I'm going down slow.

                              Please write my mother and tell her the shape I'm in.
                              Please write my mother and tell her the shape I'm in.
                              Tell her to pray for me,
                              Forgive me for my sin,
                              For all of my sin.

                              On the next train south, look for my clothes back home.
                              On the next train south, look for my clothes back home.
                              'Cause all of my health is failing;
                              Lord, I'm going down slow,
                              I'm going down slow.

                              All of my health is failing;
                              Lord, I'm going down slow,
                              I'm going down slow.

                              Feel like I'm going, like I'm going down slow.
                              I feel like I'm going, like I'm going down slow.
                              I feel like I'm going, like I'm going down slow.
                              I feel like I'm going, like I'm going down slow.
                              I feel like I'm going, like I'm going down slow.
                              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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                              • Sometimes Wanna die by Joydrop

                                Don’t worry ‘bout one thing
                                Don’t worry bout nothin she said
                                I'm not gonna let this one go
                                Nobody’s on my side
                                Nobody seems to see how much,
                                How deep, how far these things can be,
                                My eyes are dry and I,
                                My eyes are dry and
                                I, I, still don’t even know you
                                I, I, still wish that I could hold you
                                I, I, I sometimes wanna die

                                And everywhere I go
                                And everyone I see
                                Somehow
                                Almost sets me free
                                And the space where we meet
                                Is different from the rest
                                And I just can't seem to forget that.
                                My eyes are dry and
                                I, I, still don’t even know you
                                I, I, still wish that I could hold you
                                I, I, I sometimes wanna die
                                I sometimes wanna die
                                I sometimes wanna…

                                And u were at the start
                                And now you are the end
                                And you left me with nothing to defend
                                I need the voice of a good friend.

                                Can't stop myself from laughing
                                No matter how sad
                                These things can be
                                These things can be
                                My eyes r bright and
                                I, I, still don’t even know you
                                I, I, still wish that I could hold you
                                I, I, still don’t even know you
                                I, I, I sometimes wanna die
                                I sometimes wanna die
                                I sometimes wanna die
                                Yeah I sometimes wanna die…
                                "Speaking on the subject of conformity: This rotting concept of the unfathomable nostril mystifies the fuming crotch of my being!!! Stop with the mooing you damned chihuahua!!! Ganglia!! Rats eat babies!" ~ happy noodle boy

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