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Can you remember remember my name
As I flow through your life A thousand oceans I have flown And cold spirits of ice All my life I am the echo of your past I am returning the echo of a point in time Distant faces shine A thousand warriors I have known And laughing as the spirits appear All your life Shadows of another day And if you hear me talking on the wind You′ve got to understand We must remain Perfect Strangers I know I must remain inside this silent well of sorrow A strand of silver hanging through the sky Touching more than you see The voice of ages in your mind Is aching with the dead of the night Precious life (your tears are lost in falling rain) And if you hear me talking on the wind You′ve got to understand We must remain Perfect Strangers |
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| 2. |
| 7:04 |
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(BlackmoreGloverGillan)
Sweet Lucy was a dancer But none of us would chance her Because she was a Samurai She made electric shadows Beyond our fingertips And none of us could reach that high She came on like a teaser I had to touch and please her Enjoy a little paradise The log was in my pocket When Lucy met the Rockett And she never knew the reason why I can't deny it With that smile on her face It's not the kill It's the thrill of the chase Feel it coming It's knocking at the door You know it's no good running It's not against the law The point of no return And now you know the score And now you're learning What's knockin' at your back door Sweet Nancy was so fancy To get into her pantry Had to be the aristocracy The members that she toyed with At her city club Were something in diplomacy So we put her on the hit list Of a common cunning linguist A master of many tongues And now she eases gently From her Austin to her Bentley Suddenly she feels so young |
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| 3. |
| 5:04 |
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take a look at
these dirty hands take a look at this face these blazing eyes do you see me as a broken man tell me are you really that blind you got yourself a load of trouble now you got yourself a bad deal you say i've got a bad attitude how d'you think i feel you got me locked in a paper cage you think i'm chained up but i'm just tied down step aside get out of my way i won't hurt you i had enough being pushed around you got yourself a load of trouble now you got yourself a bad deal you say i've got a bad attitude how d'you think i feel don't want a number i got a name take a look at my face talk about a bad attitude things have got to change - 연 주 중 - you got yourself a load of trouble now you got yourself a bad deal you say i've got a bad attitude how d'you think i feel don't want a number i got a name take a look at my face talk about a bad attitude things have got to change |
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| 4. |
| 7:16 |
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Deep Purple
There once was a wom_an A strange kind of wom_an The kind that gets writ_ten down in his_to_ry Her name was nan_cy Her face was noth_ing fan_cy She left a trail of hap_pi_ness and mis_e_ry I loved her Eve_ry_bod_y loved her She loved eve_ry_one and gave them good re_turn I tried to take her I e_ven tried to break her She said I a_in't for takin' won't you ev_er learn I want you I need you I got_ta be near you I spent my mon_ey as I took my turn I want you I need you I got_ta be near you Ooh I got a strange kind of wom_an She looked like a rav_er But I could nev_er please her On Wednes_day morn_ings boy you can't go far I could_n't get her But things got better she said Satur_day nights from now on ba_by you're my star I want you I need you I got_ta be near you I spent my mon_ey as I took my turn I want you I need you I got_ta be near you Ooh I got a strange kind of wom_an Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh my soul I love you@ I want you I need you I got_ta be near you I spent my mon_ey as I took my turn I want you I need you I got_ta be near you Ooh I got a strange kind of wom_an She fi_nal_ly said she loved me I wed her in a hurry No more call_ers and I glow with pride I'm dream_ing I feel like scream_ing I won my wom_an just be_fore she died I want you I need you I got_ta be near you I spent my mon_ey as I took my turn I want you I need you I got_ta be near you Ooh I had a strange kind of woman yeah@ |
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| 5. |
| 4:38 |
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Don't turn off the light
You might draw the Queen of Spades Don't shut the door You don't need to be alone I won't bring you no food There might be some poison in your meat I've got to know are you dead or alive Don't shut the door are you dead or alive Dead or alive Pick your window you're leaving Don't look in the mirror With a dollar up your face You've got money to burn You're cheap at half the price Oh don't powder your nose Don't blow your brains just for the the crack I've got to know are you dead or alive Just for the crack are you dead or alive Dead or alive Pick your window you're leaving You're running so fast But you know you're standing still I'm afraid of your shadow And the knife in it's hand You're dancing with death To the tune of the dealer And he don't care Don't give a toss Don't want to know if you're dead or alive Don't want to know if you're dead or alive Dead or alive Pick your window you're leaving |
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