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from Miracle (기적) by Mark Isham [ost] (2004)
All our times have come
Here but now they're gone Seasons don't fear the reaper Nor do the wind the sun or the rain (we can be like they are) Come on baby (don't fear the reaper) Baby take my hand (don't fear the reaper) We'll be able to fly (don't fear the reaper) Baby I'm your man La-la-la-la-la la-la-la-la-la Valentine is done Here but now they're gone Romeo and Juliet Are together in eternity (Romeo and Juliet) 40,000 men and women everyday (like Romeo and Juliet) 40,000 men and women everyday (redefine happiness) Another 40,000 coming everyday (we can be like they are) Come on baby (don't fear the reaper) Baby take my hand (don't fear the reaper) We'll be able to fly (don't fear the reaper) Baby I'm your man La-la-la-la-la la-la-la-la-la Love of two is one Here but now they're gone Came the last night of sadness And it was clear she couldn't go on Then the door was open and the wind appeared The candles blew then disappeared The curtains flew then he appeared (saying don't be afraid) Come on baby (and she had no fear) And she ran to him (then they started to fly) They looked backward and said goodbye (she had become like they are) She had taken his hand (she had become like they are) Come on baby (don't fear the reaper) |
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from Woodstock Generation (1999)
You can have my autograph
I think I'll sign it love to you But should I sign it just for you Stairway to the stars, I think I'll write good health to you Stairway to the stars, we got better things to do You can drive my motorcar It's insured to thirty thou Kill them all if you wish Stairway to the stars, I think I'll write good health to you Stairway to the stars, we got better things to do You can have my autograph I think I'll sign it good health to you Upon the cast, your broken arm Stairway to the stars, I think I'll write good health to you Stairway to the stars, I hope you heal up real quick Stairway to the stars... Come on, let's get on outa here |
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from Blue Oyster Cult - Workshop Of The Telescopes: The Best Of Blue Oyster Cult (1995)
Oh yeah
It's been ten years, half my life Just getting ready but then it was time Warpage in the figures, radios appear Midnight was the barrier, back in 1963 Each night, the covers were unfolded Each night, It's Susy's turn to ride While Charles, the on |
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from Blue Oyster Cult - Workshop Of The Telescopes: The Best Of Blue Oyster Cult (1995)
Canadian mounted baby, a police force that works
Red and black, that's their color scheme Get their man, in the end It's all right ( four more times) Oh yeah my honey knows it's all right It's all right ( four more times) Oh yeah my baby knows it's all right C'mon little husky Frontenac Chateau baby I'll cross the frontier at ten Got a whip in my hand baby And a girl or a husky at leather's end It's all right ( four more times) Oh yeah my honey knows it's all right It's all right ( four more times) Oh yeah my baby knows it's all right Hornswoop me bungo pony, dogsled on ice Make a dash for freedom baby don't skate on polar ice It's too think to be sliced by the light Of long and white polar nights It's all right ( four more times) Oh yeah my honey knows it's all right It's all right ( four more times) Oh yeah my baby knows it's all right |
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from Blue Oyster Cult - Workshop Of The Telescopes: The Best Of Blue Oyster Cult (1995)
By silverfish imperetrix, whose incorrupted eye
Sees through the charms of doctors and their wives By salamander, drake, and the power that was undine Rise to claim Saturn, ring and sky By those who see with their eyes close They know me by my black telescope Your green tree mantle from which these things derive A lens of quartz and refract spoke that crystal lens Whose crystal rope once bound me to those Doctors and wives When my vision was oh, so cloudy And I saw things through two eyes I am a sailor on the raging depths And I know a thing or two Back to the corner mates and over the side Yes I know a thing or two By silverfish imperetrix, whose incorrupted eye Sees through the charms of doctors and their wives By salamander, drake, and the power that was undine Rise to claim Saturn, ring and sky By those who see with their eyes closed you'll know me by my black telescope Before my great conversion when the ridge was closed Before my visit to the workshop of telescopes By silverfish imperetrix, whose incorrupted eye sees through the charms of doctors and their wives By salamander, drake, and the power that was undine Rise to claim Saturn, ring and sky By those who see with their eyes closed you'll know me by my black telescope |
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from Blue Oyster Cult - Tyranny And Mvtation (1973)
You don't even know my name time was when you would take the love you've given all away take a part of me You don't even walk my road can't find where you turned looked away and you were gone now we're on our own old man is this why we're alone I, I believe what is lost for ever has brought the change in me I, I believe what is lost for ever has brought the change in me You don't even know my world I've tried hard to see if I'd found the world you're looking for there'd be a change in me You don't even know my name time was when you would take the love you've given all away take a part of me you've gone and changed the world I see I, I believe what is lost for ever has brought the change in me I, I believe what is lost for ever has brought the change in me |
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from Blue Oyster Cult - Blue Oyster Cult (1972)
So grab your rose and ring side seat,
We're back home at Conry's bar The blond girl with her tattoo, Reds and wine, cokes of course Oh my suzy, my suzy, Why did we ever start It's morning now, you'd never know The gin, the gin, glows in the dark, glows in the dark And underneath, the black light, Underneath it all Four and forty redheads meet, Come to doom 'til the dawn With threats of gas and rose motif Their lips apart like a swollen rose Their tongues extend, and then retract A redcap, a redcap, before the kiss, before the kiss. Doors like flint and window panes An endless shadow bar The owner's boys have gone to work To stop big deals behind the bar While outside on the turnpike They got this new hit tune Where thrills become as cheap as gas And gas as cheap as thrills One thrill and mundane here at last Expect the cross one more Lecherous invisible Beware the limping cat Whose black teeth grip between loose jaws Still ripe and fully bloomed A rose that's not from anywhere That you would know or I would care And the owners boys act most cheerfully Back home at Conry's bar When their patrons' thoughts at last Grow too big for their skulls And awful things are happening We've let this drama fold And now the time has come at last To crush the motif of the rose. So grab your rose and ring side seat We're back home at Conry's bar The blond girl with her tattoo Reds and wine, cokes of course Oh my suzy, my suzy Why did we ever start It's morning now, you'd never know The gin, the gin, glows in the da |
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from Blue Oyster Cult - Blue Oyster Cult (1972)
My heart is black, and my lips are cold
Cities on flame with rock and roll Three thousand guitars they seem to cry My ears will melt, and then my eyes Oh, let the girl, let that girl, rock and roll Cities on flame now, with rock and roll Gardens of nocturne, forbidden delights Reins of steel, and it's alright Cities on flame, with rock and roll Marshal will buoy, but Fender control Let the girl, let that girl rock and roll Cities on flame now, with rock and roll My heart is black, and my lips are cold Cities on flame with rock and roll Three thousand guitars they seem to cry My ears will melt, and then my eyes Let the girl, let that girl rock and roll Cities on flame now, with rock and roll |
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from Blue Oyster Cult - Blue Oyster Cult (1972)
Canadian mounted baby, a police force that works
Red and black, that's their color scheme get their man, in the end It's all right, it's all right. Frontenac chateau baby I'll cross the frontier at ten Got a whip in my hand baby And a girl or a husky at leather's end It's all right, it's all right My lovely bel punice, you'd kill and you'd maim Hornswoop me bungo pony, dogsled on ice Make a dash for freedom baby, don't skate on polar ice It's to thick to be sliced by the light Of long and white polar nights It's all right, it's all right My lovely bel punice, you'd kill and you'd maim |
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from Blue Oyster Cult - Blue Oyster Cult (1972)
Don't you give up my young young friend
Here's a story I think will please How sir Rastus Bear was in fact redeemed Redeemed from the cell to which he'd been thrown By men whose love was more for the ice and cold Goblins of surcease, villains of wise They pranced your brain all through the long long night Sir Rastus Bear who'd ever believe You'd be by a song redeemed? Up on the north forty, I'm sure it was christmas day When sir Rastus Bear taught children how to play Games of life and love, and songs, oh, those songs Oh those deep but true, healed (?) country songs Goblins of surcease, villains of wise They pranced your brain all through the long long night Sir Rastus Bear who'd ever believe You'd be by a song redeemed? Redeemed, good lord, from the ice and cold Redeemed from the cell to which I've been thrown Redeemed by virtue, of a country song And I believe that lord, It won't be long |
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from Blue Oyster Cult - Blue Oyster Cult (1972)
Screams in the night, sirens delight
Heat, broken glass, Satan's bred trash Big city madness, comfort my soul Give me a home where I can grow String of bright lights running up to the sky Throughout the hot night, the cars racing by You know they all see, but most of them pass She drives by my wares, don't hide in your glass wheel Screams in the night, sirens delight Heat, broken glass, Satan's bred trash Big city madness, comfort my soul Give me a home where I can grow Sounds of guitars fill up the night Can't make me feel, I said its alright In one hotel bed, you think you can grow If you find a home, please let me know |
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from Blue Oyster Cult - Blue Oyster Cult (1972)
She's as beautiful as a foot
She's as beautiful as a foot She heard somebody say, the other day Didn't believe it when he bit into her face Didn't believe it when he bit into her face It tasted just like a fallen arch She's as beautiful as a foot She's as beautiful as a foot She heard somebody say, the other day Don't put your tongue on the bloody tooth mark place Don't put your tongue on the bloody tooth mark place Her face changing now, a guernsey cow She's as beautiful, oh so beautiful, beautiful as a foot She heard someone say, the other day |
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from Blue Oyster Cult - Blue Oyster Cult (1972)
You can have my autograph
I think I'll sign it love to you But should I sign it just for you Stairway to the stars, I think I'll write good health to you Stairway to the stars, we got better things to do You can drive my motorcar It's insured to thirty thou Kill them all if you wish Stairway to the stars, I think I'll write good health to you Stairway to the stars, we got better things to do You can have my autograph I think I'll sign it good health to you Upon the cast, your broken arm Stairway to the stars, I think I'll write good health to you Stairway to the stars, I hope you heal up real quick Stairway to the stars... Come on, let's get on outa here |
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from Blue Oyster Cult - Blue Oyster Cult (1972)
Parched land no desert sand, sun was just a dot
And a little bit of water goes a long way, 'cause it's hot Three good buddies were laughing and smoking in the back Of a rented ford They couldn't know they weren't going far Each one with the money in his pocket Could go out and buy himself a brand new car But they all had the money they had Money they hoped would take them very far The sky was bright, a traffic light, now and then a truck And they hadn't seen a cop around all day They brought everything they needed bags and scales to weigh the stuff The driver said the border's just over the bluff It wasn't until the car suddenly stopped In the middle of a cold and barren place And the other guy turned and spilled Three boys blood, did they know a trap had been lain? They're ok the last days of may, I'll be breathing dry air I'm leaving soon, the others are already there You wouldn't be interested in coming along, instead of staying here They say the west is nice this time of year |
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from Blue Oyster Cult - Blue Oyster Cult (1972)
With satan's hog no pig at all, and the weather getting dry
We'll head south from altamont in a cold blooded travelled trance So clear the road my bully boys and let some thunder pass We're pain, we're steel, a plot of knives, We're transmaniacon mc Behind the pantry, behind the tree, the ghouls adopt that child Whose name resounds forever, whose name resounds on terror And I'm no fool to call that hog, cause man I remember Those who did resign their souls To transmaniacon mc And surely we did offer up behind that stage at dawn Beers and barracuda, reds and monocaine Pure nectar of antipathy behind that stage at dawn To those who would resign their souls To transmaniacon mc Cry the cable, cry the word, unknown terror's here And won't you try this tasty snack, behind the scenes or but the back Which was the stage at altamont, my humble boys of listless power: We're pain, we're steel, a plot of knives We're transmaniacon mc |
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from Blue Oyster Cult - Blue Oyster Cult (1972)
By silverfish imperetrix, whose incorrupted eye
Sees through the charms of doctors and their wives By salamander, drake, and the power that was undine Rise to claim Saturn, ring and sky By those who see with their eyes close They know me by my black telescope Your green tree mantle from which these things derive A lens of quartz and refract spoke that crystal lens Whose crystal rope once bound me to those Doctors and wives When my vision was oh, so cloudy And I saw things through two eyes I am a sailor on the raging depths And I know a thing or two Back to the corner mates and over the side Yes I know a thing or two By silverfish imperetrix, whose incorrupted eye Sees through the charms of doctors and their wives By salamander, drake, and the power that was undine Rise to claim Saturn, ring and sky By those who see with their eyes closed you'll know me by my black telescope Before my great conversion when the ridge was closed Before my visit to the workshop of telescopes By silverfish imperetrix, whose incorrupted eye sees through the charms of doctors and their wives By salamander, drake, and the power that was undine Rise to claim Saturn, ring and sky By those who see with their eyes closed you'll know me by my black telescope |
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