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  • Lynyrd Skynyrd
    Free Bird


    If I leave here tomorrow
    would you still remember me
    For I must be travelling on now
    there's too many places I gotta see

    And if I stay here with you girl
    things just wouldn't be the same
    For I'm as free as a bird now
    and this bird you cannot change
    and the bird you cannot change
    and the bird you cannot change
    Lord knows I can't change

    Bye bye it's been sweet love
    though this feeling I can't change
    Please don't take it so badly
    Lord knows I must play

    And if I stay here with you girl
    things just couldn't be the same
    For I'm as free as a bird now
    and this bird you cannot change
    and the bird you cannot change
    and the bird you cannot change
    Lord knows I can't change
    Which side are we on? We're on the side of the demons, Chief. We are evil men in the gardens of paradise, sent by the forces of death to spread devastation and destruction wherever we go. I'm surprised you didn't know that. --Saul Tigh

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    • Silence by Sarah McLachlan

      Give me release
      witness me
      I am outside
      give me peace

      Heaven holds a sense of wonder
      and I wanted to believe
      that I'd get caught up
      when the rage in me subsides

      Passion choke the flower
      'til she cries no more
      possessing all the beauty
      hungry still for more
      Heaven holds a sense of wonder...

      I am sinking
      in this silence
      in this white wave
      in this silence
      I believe

      I can't help this longing
      comfort me
      I can't hold it all in
      if you won't let me

      Heaven holds a sense of wonder...

      In this white wave
      I am sinking
      in this silence
      in this white wave
      in this silence
      I believe

      I have seen you
      in this white wave
      you are silent
      you are breathing
      in this white wave
      I am free
      "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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      • Dedicated To Boris, Chegitz, and The Merciless Ferret Brothers; The Regional Bigots.

        I Wont Back Down
        Tom Petty





        Well I won't back down
        No I won't back down
        You can stand me up at the gates of hell
        But I won't back down

        No I'll stand my ground, won't be turned around
        And I'll keep this world from draggin me down
        gonna stand my ground
        ... and I won't back down

        Chorus:
        (I won't back down...)
        Hey baby, there ain't no easy way out
        (and I won't back down...)
        hey I will stand my ground
        and I won't back down

        Well I know what's right, I got just one life
        in a world that keeps on pushin me around
        but I'll stand my ground
        ...and I won't back down

        (I won't back down...)
        Hey baby, there ain't no easy way out
        (and I won't back down...)
        hey I will stand my ground
        (I won't back down)
        and I won't back down...

        (I won't back down...)
        Hey baby, there ain't no easy way out
        (I won't back down)
        hey I won't back down
        (and I won't back down)
        hey baby, there ain't no easy way out
        (and I won't back down)
        hey I will stand my ground
        (and I won't back down)
        and I won't back down
        (I won't back down)
        No I won't back down...

        Last edited by SlowwHand; February 22, 2003, 17:58.
        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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        • Kidney Thieves
          Crazy

          crazy, i'm crazy for feeling so lonely
          i'm crazy, crazy for feeling so blue
          i knew, you'd love me as long as you wanted
          and someday, you'd leave me for somebody new


          worry, why do i let myself worry
          wondering, what in the world should i do
          crazy for thinking that my love could hold you


          i'm crazy for trying, crazy for trying, and i'm crazy for loving you



          Stabbing Westward
          Hold On

          Back when you were in my life
          You gave me something that I could live for.
          Now everything's changed and you're
          Gone but I'm still here waiting.

          So how can I hold on
          With nothing to hold on to....
          Why should I hold on
          When there's nothing to hold on to

          Sex made me feel alive but now I'm
          So bored with mindless passion.
          Drugs were someplace to hide but
          They've left me feeling cold and empty.

          So how can I hold on
          With nothing to hold on to....
          Why should I hold on
          When there's nothing to hold on to

          I thought you were my friend that you
          Were someone I could turn to
          But now I realize you were a
          Friend when you needed something

          So how can I hold on
          With nothing to hold on to....
          Why should I hold on
          When there's nothing to hold on to

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          • Estimated Prophet
            Grateful Dead

            My time coming, any day, don't worry bout me, no
            Been so long I felt this way, ain't in no hurry, no
            Rainbows end down that highway where ocean breezes blow
            My time coming, voices saying, they tell me where to go
            Don't worry bout me, no no, don't worry bout me, no
            And I'm in no hurry, no no no, I know where to go.

            California, preaching on the burning shore
            California, I'll be knocking on the golden door
            Like an angel, standing in a shaft of light
            Rising up to paradise, I know I'm gonna shine

            My time coming, anyday, don't worry bout me, no
            It's gonna be just like they say, them voices tell me so
            Seems so long I felt this way and time sure passin' slow
            Still I know I lead the way, they tell me where I go

            Don't worry bout me, no no, don't worry bout me, no
            And I'm in no hurry, no no no, I know where to go

            California, a prophet on the burning shore
            California, I'll be knocking on the golden door
            Like an angel, standing in a shaft of light
            Rising up to paradise, I know I'm gonna shine

            You've all been asleep,
            You would not believe me
            Them voices telling me,
            You will soon receive me
            We're standing on the beach,
            The sea will part before me
            (Fire wheel burning in the air)
            And you will follow me,
            And we will ride to glory
            (Way up the middle of the air)

            And I'll call down thunder
            And speak the same
            And my word fills the sky with flame
            And might and glory gonna be my name
            And men gonna light my way

            My time coming, anyday, don't worry bout me, no
            It's gonna be just like they say, them voices tell me so
            Seems so long I felt this way and time sure passin slow
            My time coming, anyday, don't worry about me, no

            Don't worry about me...
            "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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            • Life is ****
              Dead Milkmen

              i ran into a friend of mine said he was gonna take some words and make them rhyme i said "you can fool some of them some of the time, but you can only fool half them all of the time" he said "yes i do believe this is true, would you like to come and sniff some glue? and we'll fly to where the skies are blue and look for things both bright and new" and on a pretty sunday morning a bunch of pretty baptist girls linked their pretty hands and they sang life is ****, life is **** the world is ****, the world is **** this is life as i know it this is life as i know it and in the sky i saw richard nixon smoking a lacey with mr. dickson he said "son there's something i must say, i do believe i've found a better way" and a vision came and i new it was bob crane and bob sang: life is ****, life is **** the world is ****, the world is **** this is life as i know it this is life as i know it and when my friend and i were done we went to rest upon the sun cause life takes from us the things we love and it robs us of the special ones and it puts them high where we can't climb and we only miss them all the time and we sing: life is ****, life is **** the world is ****, the world is **** this is life as i know it this is life as i know it this is life as i know it this is life as i know it this is life as i know it 
              "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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              • Ball and Chain ( in album Live at Winterland '68 )
                Janis Joplin


                Yeah! Alright!

                Sittin' down by my window,
                Honey, lookin' out at the rain.
                Lord, Lord, Lord, sittin' down by my window,
                Baby, lookin' out at the rain.
                Somethin' came along, grabbed a hold of me,
                And it felt just like a ball and chain.
                Honey, that's exactly what it felt like,
                Honey, just dragging me down.

                And I say, oh, whoa, whoa, now hon', tell me why,
                Why does every single little tiny thing I hold on goes wrong ?
                Yeah it all goes wrong, yeah.
                And I say, oh, whoa, whoa, now babe, tell me why,
                Why does every thing, every thing.
                Hey, here you gone today, I wanted to love you,
                Honey, I just wanted to hold you, I said, for so long,
                Yeah! Alright! Hey!

                Love's got a hold on me, baby,
                Feels just like a ball and chain.
                Now, love's just draggin' me down, baby, yeah,
                Feels like a ball and chain.
                I hope there's someone out there who could tell me
                Why the man I love wanna leave me in so much pain.
                Yeah, maybe, maybe you could help me, come on, help me!

                And I say, oh, whoa, whoa, now hon', tell me why,
                Now tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me why, yeah.
                And I say, oh, whoa, whoa, whoa, when I ask you,
                When I need to know why, c'mon tell me why, hey hey hey,
                Here you've gone today,
                I wanted to love you and hold you
                Till the day I die.
                I said whoa, whoa, whoa!!

                And I say oh, whoa, whoa, no honey
                It ain't fair, daddy it ain't fair what you do,
                I see what you're doin' to me and you know it ain't fair.
                And I say oh, whoa whoa now baby
                It ain't fair, now, now, now, what you do
                I said hon' it ain't fair what, hon' it ain't fair what you do.
                Oh, here you gone today and all I ever wanted to do
                Was to love you
                Honey an' I think there can be nothing wrong with that,
                Only it ain't wrong, no, no, no, no, no.

                Sittin' down by my window,
                Lookin' at the rain.
                Lord, Lord, Lord, sittin' down by my window,
                Lookin' at the rain, see the rain.
                Somethin' came along, grabbed a hold of me,
                And it felt like a ball and chain.
                Oh this can't be in vain
                And I'm gonna tell you one just more time, yeah, yeah!

                And I say oh, whoa whoa, now baby
                This can't be, no this can't be in vain,
                And I say no no no no no no no no, whoa!
                And I say whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
                Now now now now now now now now now no no not in vain
                Hey, hope there is someone that could tell me
                Hon', tell me why,
                Hon', tell me why love is like
                Just like a ball
                Just like a ball
                Baaaaaaalllll
                Oh daddy, daddy, daddy, daddy, daddy, daddy, daddy, daddy
                And a chain.
                Yeah!

                Oh honey you don't know how nice it is to be back home, thank you. Alright. "Harry" ? No, no. "It's a Deal". No. "Down on Me", we'll do 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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                • O LITTLE TOWN OF BETHLEHEM by Duo Doloroso:

                  O Little Town of Bethlehem, in fear we see thee lie,
                  We hear thee weep in fitful sleep, as tanks and planes go by,
                  And in thy shattered streets is shown, the Palestinian plight.
                  The hopes and fears of all the years, are dashed for thee tonight.

                  How violently, how violently the pre-dawn raids begin,
                  The soldiers shout, "All men get out, leave now your house of tin".
                  No ear may hear the desperate cries, for in their world of sin
                  Israeli soldiers brutalize, and torture those within.

                  O ghostly town of Bethlehem, in curfew do you lie,
                  Your streets are dead, the people dread to wander lest they die
                  No pilgrims visit your hallowed square, for Christians have been banned
                  A crueller plight upon this night, has ne'er on Earth been planned.

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                  • JERUSALEM OF GOLD
                    by Naomi Shemer

                    The mountain air is clear as wine
                    And the scent of pines
                    Is carried on the breeze of twilight
                    With the sound of bells.

                    And in the slumber of tree and stone
                    Captured in her dream
                    The city that sits solitary
                    And in its midst is a wall.

                    Jerusalem of gold, and of bronze, and of light
                    Behold I am a violin for all your songs.

                    How the cisterns have dried
                    The market-place is empty
                    And no one frequents the Temple Mount
                    In the Old City.

                    And in the caves in the mountain
                    Winds are howling
                    And no one descends to the Dead Sea
                    By way of Jericho.

                    Jerusalem of gold, and of bronze, and of light
                    Behold I am a violin for all your songs.

                    But as I come to sing to you today,
                    And to adorn crowns to you (i.e. to tell your praise)
                    I am the smallest of the youngest of your children (i.e. the least worthy of doing so)
                    And of the last poet (i.e. of all the poets born).

                    For your name scorches the lips
                    Like the kiss of a seraph
                    If I forget thee, Jerusalem,
                    Which is all gold...

                    Jerusalem of gold, and of bronze, and of light
                    Behold I am a violin for all your songs.

                    We have returned to the cisterns
                    To the market and to the market-place
                    A ram's horn (shofar) calls out (i.e. is being heard) on the Temple Mount
                    In the Old City.

                    And in the caves in the mountain
                    Thousands of suns shine -
                    We will once again descend to the Dead Sea
                    By way of Jericho!

                    Jerusalem of gold, and of bronze and of light
                    Behold I am a violin for all your songs.
                    "Beware of he who would deny you access to information, for in his heart he dreams himself your master" - Commissioner Pravin Lal.

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                    • Interior Lulu--Marillion 15:14

                      As you lie there on your bed
                      beneath the face of Louise Brooks
                      With your makeup and your teddy bear
                      And your C.S. Lewis books
                      Bad seed --You're a bad seed
                      You're a decadent in chrysalis
                      Waiting sleepily to emerge
                      When you'll visit every seedy need
                      Of your random obsessive urge

                      All the ruses that you use
                      All the food that you refuse
                      All the dust and tired air that feeds Interior Lulus
                      All the poisoned attitudes
                      And the lust for the unknown
                      And the second best that devils use
                      To make this world their own Interior Lulu
                      Interior Lulu

                      Every rainy day by e-mail
                      As you lie there on your bed
                      Another virtual page arrives
                      There will be times when you remember me
                      Of the chapters you'll be writing
                      As the voices echo in your head
                      In the book called wasted lives
                      As you read Henry and Anais

                      All the lost weekends and booze
                      All the finger-and-thumb screws
                      All the sleepless worn out blues that bruise Interior Lulus
                      Interior Lulu Interior Lulu

                      Use the anger-paint a picture of it
                      Throw the colours--Use the pain, use the pain
                      Scream back a brand new emotion
                      As it runs across the skin
                      Fire across paper--Burn and curl, burn and curl

                      You thought you couldn't feel like this
                      But it's happening again and you're waking up in pain
                      Tattooed in that private place
                      Microsoft and tears, intimately pierced
                      Discovering and remembering
                      You felt like this somewhere before
                      Stirrin' up the bed of the river
                      Somewhere you don't like to go

                      You wrote this down so many times
                      But you get up anyway and you write it down again
                      You've bored us all to death with this
                      Well who you gonna tell
                      When you've nothing left to sell
                      She says she's lonely, She says she knows me
                      But she's a one-way street
                      She told me what I already know

                      "If you can carry it out you can take it away
                      If you can carry it out you can take it away
                      If you can buy it, it can be bought
                      If you can buy it, it can be stolen
                      If you can break it, it's already broken"

                      Lately, I can't stand to hear other people talking
                      So many empty conversations--what a waste of lips
                      Lately I can't stand to stand on Primrose Hill
                      Look down upon the city--a heart pumping the roads

                      In our racing stripes we rejoice at being "connected"
                      Without touching--Thank God for the internet
                      We stare at our screens all our lives
                      What a waste of eyes
                      'Till the electrical storm blows our fuses
                      And we gaze, dumbfounded, at the rain

                      All the trust and tired care
                      Left to rust and go nowhere
                      All this gold beneath my skin
                      Sparklin' like sin somewhere within
                      In so deep, in so deep that
                      I can't sleep for these interior Lu lu lu lu lus
                      Last edited by HolyWarrior; March 6, 2003, 02:58.

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                      • I don't care if this one's up already... gotta put it up again just to really top off the night. I've got nothing to criticize in the Grammys tonight - they finally decided to honor somebody who's gonna change music as we know it.

                        Don't Know Why
                        Norah Jones

                        I waited 'til I saw the sun
                        I don't know why I didn't come
                        I left you by the house of fun
                        I don't know why I didn't come
                        I don't know why I didn't come

                        When I saw the break of day
                        I wished that I could fly away
                        Instead of kneeling in the sand
                        Catching teardrops in my hand

                        My heart is drenched in wine
                        But you'll be on my mind forever

                        Out across the endless sea
                        I would die in ecstasy
                        But I'll be a bag of bones
                        Driving down the road along

                        My heart is drenched in wine
                        But you'll be on my mind forever

                        Something has to make you run
                        I don't know why I didn't come
                        I feel as empty as a drum
                        I don't know why I didn't come
                        I don't know why I didn't come
                        I don't know why I didn't come
                        CGN | a bunch of incoherent nonsense
                        Chris Jericho: First-Ever Undisputed Champion of Professional Wrestling & God Incarnate
                        Mystique & Aura: Appearing Nightly @ Yankee Stadium! | Red & Pewter Pride
                        Head Coach/General Manager, Kyrandia Dragonhawks (2004 Apolyton Fantasy Football League Champions)

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                        • Ode to Bush
                          Coldplay - A Rush Of Blood To The Head


                          You said I'm gonna buy this place and burn it down
                          I'm gonna put it six feet underground
                          I'm gonna buy this place and watch it fall
                          Stand here beside me baby in the crumbling walls

                          Oh I'm gonna buy this place and start a fire
                          Stand here until I fill all your hearts desire
                          Because I'm gonna buy this place and see it burn
                          And do back the things it did to you in return

                          Huuuhhhh
                          Huuuhhhh
                          Huuuhhhh
                          Huuuhhhh

                          You said I'm gonna buy a gun and start a war
                          If you can tell me something worth fighting for
                          Oh and I'm gonna buy this place is what I said
                          Blame it upon a rush of blood to the head

                          Honey, all the movements you're starting to make
                          See me crumble and fall on my face
                          And I know the mistakes that I've made
                          See it all disappear without a trace
                          And they call as they beckon you on
                          They say start as you need to go on
                          Start as you need to go on

                          Said I'm gonna buy this place and see it go
                          Stand here beside me baby, watch the orange glow
                          Some'll laugh and some just sit and cry
                          You just sit down there and you wonder why

                          So I'm gonna buy a gun and start a war
                          If you can tell me something worth fighting for
                          I'm gonna buy this place is what I said
                          Blame it upon a rush of blood to the head
                          Oh to the head

                          Honey, all the movements you're starting to make
                          See me crumble and fall on my face
                          And I know the mistakes that I've made
                          See it all disappear without a trace
                          And they call as they beckon you on
                          They say start as you need to go on
                          As you need to go on
                          As you need to go on

                          So meet me by the bridge, meet me by the lane
                          When am I gonna see, that pretty face again
                          Oh meet me on the road, meet me where I said
                          Blame it all upon a rush of blood to the head



                          I'm always amazed how many people have never heard of Idlewild: A fantastic band, and they come from Shetland
                          Idlewild - In Remote Part/Scottish Fiction

                          in the beginning there were answers
                          then they came along and changed
                          all these questions and there answers seemed to change

                          so ill wait ‘til i find the remote part of your heart
                          for nowhere else will let us choose a comfortable start

                          we stop in every passing place to watch the world move faster than we do
                          watch it pass with out eyes closed the way we usually choose to

                          so ill wait ‘til i find the remote part of your heart
                          for nowhere else will let us choose a comfortable start
                          and even if the breath between us smells of alcohol
                          we call it confusion in the best way possible

                          it isn’t in the mirror
                          it isn’t on the page
                          it's a red hearted vibration
                          pushing through the walls of dark imagination
                          finding no equation
                          there’s a red road rage but its not road rage
                          its asylum seekers engulfed by a grudge
                          Scottish friction, Scottish fiction

                          it isn’t in the castle
                          it isn’t in the mist
                          its a calling of the waters as they break
                          to show you the new black death
                          with reactors aglow
                          you think your security
                          can keep you in purity
                          you will not shake it off
                          above or below
                          Scottish friction, Scottish fiction



                          Moby - The Great Escape

                          I'll use a lock that has no key
                          Bind you with chains
                          That no one else can see

                          Let the water creep over your face
                          I'll send it in waves
                          Just to watch you perform the great escape

                          How long can you hold your breath?
                          While you hold mine, I'll come and wait
                          Just to watch you perform the great escape

                          I'll pull your arms tight behind your back
                          Use myself as weight
                          And wonder while you fade

                          How long can you hold your breath?
                          While you hold mine, I'll come and wait
                          Just to watch you perform the great escape



                          And finally, one of my favourite songs (legally) released after years of waiting, absolute genius
                          Radiohead - True Love Waits

                          I'll drown my beliefs
                          To have you be in peace
                          I'll dress like your niece
                          An’ wash your swollen feet

                          Just don't leave
                          Don't leave

                          I'm not living
                          I'm just killing time
                          Your tiny hands
                          Your crazy kiss and smile

                          Just don't leave
                          Don't leave

                          And true love waits
                          In haunted attics
                          And true love lives
                          On lollipops and crisps

                          Just don't leave
                          Don't leave

                          Just don't leave
                          Don't leave
                          Last edited by Drogue; February 24, 2003, 01:02.
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                          For though he was master of the world, he was not quite sure what to do next
                          But he would think of something

                          "Hm. I suppose I should get my waffle a santa hat." - Kuciwalker

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                          • Primitive Notion by New Order

                            Primitive Notion

                            It doesn't take a lot to confuse me
                            I'm not aware of the passing of time
                            And I'd like to say to those who accuse me
                            Could you do it while you looked in my eye

                            If you hold on primitive notion
                            And if you think you'd like to try
                            You can drink this magic potion
                            And you can do it 'til the day that you the day that you die

                            I've done it before and I'll do it again
                            A judgement of life that I'll burn 'til the end
                            How can it be that we're so far apart
                            I want it to be like it did at the start

                            I'm doing my best to confound? you
                            Your behaviour is so volatile
                            Not even a zoo would impound you
                            Don't look at me with your criticle smile

                            Well I've been driving in the wrong gear
                            It's been a long and lonely ride
                            It's been winter for a whole year
                            But you couldn't hurt me if you tried

                            I've done it before and I'll do it again
                            Charged with a life that'll burn 'til the end
                            How can it be that we're so far apart
                            I want it to be like it did at the start

                            I've done it before and I'll do it again
                            A judgement of life that I'll burn 'til the end
                            How can it be that we're so far apart
                            I want it to be like it did at the start

                            I've got a message that I need to send
                            It's coming to you straight from a friend
                            I wanted to see what's inside my heart
                            I wanted to be like it was in the start
                            "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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                            • America's Cup time... but good lyrics too (sorry if someones already done this... it is a common kiwi song).

                              Dave Dobbyn - Loyal

                              i can't remember last time i thanked you
                              keeping my distance unintentionally
                              too close for comfort just ain't close enough
                              if i could have more time we would brainstorm
                              and i love you tender but we must walk away
                              keeping you on my greeting card file
                              and if it were different - did you know it ain't
                              let's get on with it love
                              call me loyal - i'll say you're loyal too
                              know you're loyal - i feel your loyal truth
                              call me loyal - i'll hold you loyal too
                              and we are loyal - keep it that way
                              out in the battle flung far and used
                              where does allegiance lie sometimes
                              when all of your hopes and all of your dreams
                              are too much to value in one moment
                              and all of us anxious but why hurry love
                              history's here and now
                              oh and why are you waiting - waiting for what?
                              the history of some love?
                              call me loyal - i'll say you're loyal too
                              know you're loyal - i feel your loyal truth
                              call me loyal - i'll hold you loyal too
                              and we are loyal - keep it that way
                              we are loyal - haven't you known me long enough girl?
                              if i could see your heart right now
                              maybe there'd be a change or two
                              call me loyal - i'll say you're loyal too
                              know you're loyal - i feel your loyal truth
                              call me loyal - i'll hold you loyal too
                              and we are loyal - keep it that way

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                              • Strange Fruit
                                Billie Holiday

                                I knew it...
                                Within weeks they'll be re-opening the shipyards
                                And notifying the next of kin
                                Once again...

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