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| 3:32 | 
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Woman,
You know you, Woman, You gotta be, Woman, I've got the feeling of love, When you're talking to me, see right through me, I've got the feeling of alone She's a woman, you know what I mean, You better listen, listen to me She's gonna set you free oh oh yeah You've come looking for me, like I've got to set you free You know I can't free nobody, You've come looking for me, like I've got to set you free, I can't be nobody. She's a woman you know what I mean, You better listen,listen to me, She's gonna set you free oh oh yeah Woman, You know you, Woman, You gotta be, Woman, I've got the feeling love, When you're talking to me, you see right through me, I've got the feeling love She's a woman, you know what I mean, You better listen, listen to me She's gonna set you free oh oh yeah |
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| 2. |
| 7:10 |
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A heart of stone a smoking gun
I can give you life I can take it away A heart of stone a smoking gun I'm working it out Why'd you feel so underrated Why'd you feel so negated Turning away from the light Becoming adult Turning into my soul I wanted to bite not destroy To feel her underneath Turning into the light She don't think straight No no no she don't think straight She's got such a dirty mind and it never ever stops And you don't taste like her and you never ever will And we don't read the papers we don't read the news Heaven's never enough we will never be fooled Turning away from the light Becoming adult Turning into my soul I wanted to bite not destroy To feel her underneath Turning into the light And if you feel a little left behind we will wait you on the other side And if you feel a little left behind we will wait you on the other side Cos I'm on fire Cos you know I'm on fire when you come Cos you know I'm on fire Cos you know I'm on fire so stub me out Cos I'm on fire Cos I'm on fire Cos I'm on fire Cos I'm on fire |
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| 3. |
| 2:41 |
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You really let the family down
You almost ruined their name Your father's so disappointed Your sister feels the same And now the neighbors are talking Eyes down underneath their breathe Your mother I swear you've done this She says she's got nothing left Why can't you just be normal Another link in the chain I pull you away like your father Not likely were not the same *Chorus* 'Cuz were poor innocent boys Poor poor Innocent boys Poor innocent boys Poor poor Innocent boys Poor innocent boys Poor poor Innocent boys Poor innocent boys A tribulation radio station boy Do you notice something missing When the kids at play Turn to be the doorman x Set it up and play All I've got is vices knocking at my door All the angry taxman asking me for more I've got something to say All in a matter of time Please don't get in my way 'Cuz everything is mine. *Chorus*x2 |
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| 4. |
| 6:43 |
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I'm counting the lives
Feeling the strain To get right with you Can't be this hard to do Don't save in the stay My chance slips away This words over you Won't stop me from losing you And it's lonely, lonely, lonely by your side And nowhere, nowhere left to hide And it's lonely, lonely, lonely by your side And nowhere, nowhere left to hide No time on our side Can't open my eyes It hurts me to see You lone for some purity For all of the years A slave to the tears Another reason to cry The last time for you and I And it's lonely, lonely, lonely by your side And nowhere, nowhere left to hide And it's lonely, lonely, lonely by your side And nowhere, nowhere left to hide Lonely, lonely, lonely by your side Nowhere, nowhere left to hide I'm counting the lives Feeling the strain To get right with you Can't be this hard to do |
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| 5. |
| 8:55 | 
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| 6. |
| 5:50 |
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| 7. |
| 6:39 |
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I'm a hustler baby
That's what my daddy's made me Yeah I'm a hustler baby That's what my daddy's made me I'm a hustler baby That's what my daddy's made me Yeah I'm a hustler baby That's what my daddy's made me If I had the money to go to a record store I would I I would If I had the money to go to a record store I would I I would Go to the record store Go to the record store Go to the record store Put records in my clothes Go to the record store Go to the record store Go to the record store Pass me back man Go to a record store And put it in my clothes and Walk past that record man Got to have the sticky hands You ass is broke You ass is broke Like me Like me Go to that record store Steal some record man Go to that record store Steal some records man I'm telling you I'm broke I'm telling you I'm broke But I'm survivor than you that I can cope Yeah I'm a hustler baby That's what my daddy's made me Yeah I'm a hustler baby That's what my daddy's made me Yeah I'm a hustler baby That's what my daddy's made me Yeah I'm a hustler baby That's what my daddy's made me It's 8 o' clock And I got nothing to do Can't go to the club So I guess I go to the record store Visit my record man With my sticky hands Walk out that record door Put your records in my clothes The records in my clothes What the fuck is you gonna do What the fuck is you gonna do About it Nothing Push it push it push it push it Push it push it push it push it Push it push it push it push it Push it push it push it push it Push it push it push it push it Push it push it push it push it Push it push it push it push it Push it push it push it push it I'm a hustler baby Push it push it push it push it That's what my daddy's made me Push it push it push it push it Yeah, I'm a hustler baby Push it push it push it push it That's what my daddy's made me Push it push it push it push it Push it push it push it push it Push it push it push it push it Push it push it push it push it Push it push it push it push it |
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| 8. |
| 7:27 |
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| 6:31 |
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| 10. |
| 4:50 |
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| 11. |
| 4:47 |
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| 12. |
| 7:00 |
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| 13. |
| 4:26 |
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> Tie my shoes and zip my jacket
I lock the door and check my pockets I'm leaving the light on just for the sight Might make someone think that I'm still around Sold my bed, no need to sleep these nights Walking rounds in search for stars these nights The sky is perfectly brown instead of black I let my shoes lead me forward, please bring me some luck It's ok, hey come on, no time for education so let's go I can't stand all these rules, I'm gonna turn my back to everything I know It's ok, come on, I won't do the things they learned me I pick up stones 'cause I might need them You're gonna throw'em, aren't you I tried with books but I'm not pleased yet Come on and read it for me, read it for me Sold my bed, no need to sleep these nights, I'm walking rounds in search for, doesn't matter It's ok, hey come on, no time for education so let's go I can't stand all these rules, I'm gonna turn my back to everything I know It's ok, come on, I won't do the things they learned me... |
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