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| 4:39 | 
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| 2. |
| 2:25 |
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| 3. |
| 3:26 | 
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This time tomorrow where will we be
On a spaceship somewhere sailing across an empty sea This time tomorrow what will we know Well we still be here watching an in-flight movie show I'll leave the sun behind me and watch the clouds as they sadly pass me by Seven miles below me I can see the world and it ain't so big at all This time tomorrow what will we see Fields full of houses, endless rows of crowded streets I don't know where I'm going, I don't want to see I feel the world below me looking up at me Leave the sun behind me and watch the clouds as they sadly pass me by And I'm in perpetual motion and the world below doesn't matter much to me This time tomorrow where will we be On a spaceship somewhere sailing across an empty sea This time tomorrow, this time tomorrow |
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| 4. |
| 1:25 |
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| 5. |
| 1:38 |
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| 6. |
| 0:49 |
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| 7. |
| 1:02 |
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| 8. |
| 2:33 |
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| 9. |
| 1:15 |
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| 10. |
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| 11. |
| 1:59 |
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| 12. |
| 0:46 |
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| 13. |
| 5:03 |
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| 14. |
| - |
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| 15. |
| - |
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| 16. |
| 3:20 |
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Where are you going I don't mind
I've killed my world and I've killed my time So where do I go, what do I see I see many people coming after me So where are you going to I don't mind If I live too long I'm afraid I'll die So I will follow you wherever you go If your offered hand is still open to me Strangers on this road we are on We are not two, we are one So you've been where I've just come From the land that brings losers on So we will share this road we walk And mind our mouths and beware our talk 'Till peace we find tell you what I'll do All the things I own I will share with you And if I feel tomorrow like I feel today We'll take what we want and give the rest away Strangers on this road we are on We are not two, we are one Holy man and holy priest This love of life makes me weak at my knees And when we get there make your play 'cause soon I feel you're gonna carry us away In a promised lie you made us believe For many men there is so much grief And my mind is proud but it aches with rage And if I live too long I'm afraid I'll die Strangers on this road we are on We are not two, we are one Strangers on this road we are on We are not two, we are one |
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| 18. |
| 6:48 |
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| 19. |
| 2:14 |
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| 20. |
| 1:44 |
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| 21. |
| 4:19 |
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I know a man, he's a powerful man
He's got the people in his power In the palm of his hand. He started at the bottom and he worked his way up Now he's never going to stop Until he reaches the top. It's the same old story, it's the same old dream, It's power man, power man, and all that it can bring. If you want your money, you better stand in the line 'Cos you'll only end up picking up nickels and dimes. You call him names and he sits and grins 'Cos everybody else is just a sucker to him. And he's got my money, but I've got my faith And powerman, powerman, I'll never be your slave. It's the same old story, it's the same old game It's power man, power man, driving me insane People tried to conquer the world Napoleon and Genghis Khan Hitler tried and Mussolini too Powerman don't need to fight, powerman don't need no guns Powerman got money on his side Well I'm not rich and I'm not free But I've got my girl and she got me He's got my money and my publishing rights But I've got my girl and I'm alright And she got me going, and she keeps me sane But powerman, powerman, got money on the brain It's the same old story it's the same old game Powerman, powerman driving me insane |
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| 22. |
| 2:39 |
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Je me balladais sur l'avenue Le coeur ouvert a l'inconnu J'avais envie de dire bonjour a n'importe qui N'importe qui ce fut toi. Je t'ai dit n'importe quoi Il y a suffisait de te parler Pour t'apprivoiser Aux Champs Elysees aux Champs Elysees Au soleil, sous la pluie A midi ou a minuit Il y a tout ce que vous voulez aux Champs Elysees Tu m'as dit J'ai rendex-vous Dans un sous-sol avec des fous Qui vivnt la guitare a la main du soir au matin alors je t'ai accompagne On a danse on a chante Et l'on n'a meme pas pense A s'embrasser Aux Champs Elysees aux Champs Elysees A midi ou a minuit Il y a tout ce que vous voulez aux Champs Elysees Hier soir deux inconnus Et ce matin sur l'avenue Deux amoureux tout etourdis par la longue nuit Et de l'Etoile a la Concorde Un orchestre, un mille cordes Tous les oiseaux du point du jour chantent l'amour Aux Champs Elysees aux Champs Elysees A midi ou a minuit Il y a tout ce que vous voulez aux Champs Elysees -
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