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He's an ugly man
He always was an ugly man He grew up to be like his father An ugly man And he'll tell you lies He'll look at you and tell you lies He grew up to be like his father Ugly inside Hey - ugly man What's the plan? If people knew What would they do To the ugly man? Having fun? But will we be here When you're done With me....? Revolution Now it's finally going to come Everywhere that you're not looking Revolution And we'll take it back Now we take the country back Everywhere that you're not looking Ugly man Ugly man Ugly man |
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Close your eyes and dream of me
You've found the one you love Life is long and then it's through But you go on and on Nous serons une nuit brillante Comme tous les papillons Longue (est) la vie La mort...ce n'est pas finI Toujours je suis...un papillon La nuit ....les papillons Je suis les papillons |
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Oh the ship I'm on
Time is what I ride Forty winds, the captain and the tide Oh a sailor boy Stole me from my home And this sea of joy Is the only life I've known I could fly away I could fly away But I take the sea For stranger days than these A salty dog Is caught up on the reef And the bottom of the sea She kisses in relief She could fly away She could fly away But she takes the sea For stranger days than these You trade your life When something comes for you And you bury the knife Between the lies and truth You could fly away You could fly away But you take the sea For stranger days than these And I take the sea For stranger days than these Stranger days... |
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There is a tree on allenford
I drive by it each day on my way to and from work And there are always flowers left there each day Left for a child who died there Or so that is what people say... But all I see Looks back at me Loved by someone, loved by someone Loved by someone, loved by someone And the golden thread of nature of this is Simply that we are a part of everything That will ever exist. To be loved is why we've come. Every drop of rain that fell or falls Is always falling On and on and on and on. Come into me And we'll always be Loved by someone, loved by someone Loved by someone, loved by someone There's nothing that has ever been That isn't loved By someone who waits To be loved again Loved by someone, loved by someone Loved by someone, loved by someone |
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