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There's something happening here
What it is ain't exactly clear There's a man with a gun over there Telling me I got to beware I think it's time we stop, children, what's that sound Everybody look what's going down There's battle lines being drawn Nobody's right if everybody's wrong Young people speaking their minds Getting so much resistance from behind I think it's time we stop, hey, what's that sound Everybody look what's going down What a field-day for the heat A thousand people in the street Singing songs and carrying signs Mostly say, hooray for our side It's time we stop, hey, what's that sound Everybody look what's going down Paranoia strikes deep Into your life it will creep It starts when you're always afraid You step out of line, the man come and take you away We better stop, hey, what's that sound Everybody look what's going down Stop, hey, what's that sound Everybody look what's going down Stop, now, what's that sound Everybody look what's going down Stop, children, what's that sound Everybody look what's going down |
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(Bob Dylan)
Throw my ticket out the window, Throw my suitcase out there, too, Throw my troubles out the door, I don't need them any more 'Cause tonight I'll be staying here with you. I should have left this town this morning But it was more than I could do. Oh, your love comes on so strong And I've waited all day long For tonight when I'll be staying here with you. Is it really any wonder The love that a stranger might receive. You cast your spell and I went under, I find it so difficult to leave. I can hear that whistle blowin', I see that stationmaster, too, If there's a poor boy on the street, Then let him have my seat 'Cause tonight I'll be staying here with you. Throw my ticket out the window, Throw my suitcase out there, too, Throw my troubles out the door, I don't need them any more 'Cause tonight I'll be staying here with you. |
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I once held him in my arms
He said he would always stay But I was cruel I treated him like a fool Don't you know I threw it all away Once I had mountains In the palm of my hand And rivers that ran through everyday I must have been mad I never knew what I had Until I threw it all away Until I threw it all away Love is all there is It makes the world go around Love and only love It can't be deny No matter what you think about it You can't do without it Take a tip from one who's tried So if you find someone Gives you all his love Take it to your heart Don't let it stray Ah one thing's for certain You're surely gonna be hurtin' If you throw it all away If you throw it all away |
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I WALK ON GUILDED SPLINTERS
WRITERS MALCOLM JOHN REBBENNACK JR aka DOCTOR JOHN Some people think they jive me, but I know they must be crazy They can't see their misfortune, or else they're just too lazy Je suie le grand zombie With my yellow chaffen of choisen Ain't afraid of no tomcat and gonna fill my guts with poison I walk through the fire And I'll fly through the smoke I wanna see my enemies On the end of my rope Walk on pins and needles And I see what they can do Walk on guilded splinters With the King of the Zulu [Chorus:] Come to me, get it, come, come Walk on guilded splinters Come to me, get it, come, come Walk on guilded splinters Till I burn up Till I burn up Till I burn up Till I burn up When I roll out in my coffin Drink poison in my chalice Pride begins to fade And you all feel my malice I put gris-gris on your doorstep So soon you be in the gutter I'll make your heart melt like butter I say I can make you stutter [Chorus x3] |
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PLEASE DON'T TELL ME
WRITERS CARROLL QUILLEN, GRADY SMITH Ya shook the override Why'd I get this far this time A ton of more I mean Ridin' hell and the mile this time I see Drift machine ago It's one you'll never know An hour lates too soon Surround the stop right through A sound far too long Explode, fail and see goin' to and I'm gone Drift machine ago It's one you'll never know |
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When I think about the good love you gave to me
I cry like a baby Living without you is driving me crazy I cry like a baby Lord knows now that you're not a plaything Not a toy or a puppet on a string When I think about a love so sweet now I cry like a baby Every road is a lonely street now I cry like a baby Lord knows now that I'm not a plaything Not a toy or a puppet on a string Today we passed on the street And you just walked on by My heart just fell to my feet And once again I began to cry When I think about the good love you gave to me I cry like a baby Living without you is driving me crazy I cry like a baby Lord knows now that you're not a plaything Not a toy or a puppet on a string When I think about a love so sweet now I cry like a baby You left done a lot of running I cry like a baby When I think about a love so sweet now I cry like a baby |
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Take me to heart
And I'll always love you And nobody can make me do wrong Take me for granted Leaving love unshown Makes will power weak And temptation strong [Chorus:] A woman's only human You should understand She's not just a plaything She's flesh and blood Just like her man If you want a do right all's day woman You gotta be a do right all's night man They say it's a man's world But you can't prove that by me And as long as we're together Show some respect for me If you want a do right all's day woman You gotta be a do right all's night man [Chorus] If you want a do right all's day woman You gotta be a do right all's night man If you want a do right all's day woman You gotta be a do right all's night man |
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SAVE THE CHILDREN
WRITER EDDIE HINTON Don't look over my shoulder, I'm trying to read. Remember these intimate moments; don't forget my privacy. We both have our orders and a trick up the sleeve. There's no use pretending you're asleep... The subject was roses: quine geology. Deliberate notice you're taking of me. Caution and danger are not family. Don't try turning the tables on me! Too long and too lonely... For your eyes only, secretly. Enjoy the paradox: you thinking I'm the fox. Can't ya see you personally? So many people know who you are and they know you've been looking for your counterpart. We're chasing an echo in sonic 3-D and if I laugh without joking, make believe. Too long and too lonely... For your eyes only, totally. I like what you're showing. For your eyes only, secretly. For your eyes only. |
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