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rideumeun junbi doen frying pan . Bass wa treble momeul dalgwobwa. Deohagi gophagi heungeul baegasikyeo modu gachi oh. Nunchi kochi bojimalgo heundeureo . Get on the floor shake that brass. Ganji naneun rama
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lies beside my bed. But the sun comes up without her, it doesn't know she's gone. And it remembers nothing that she said Brass buttons, green silks and silver shoes. Warm evenings, pale mornings
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. My love is loud. A thunder cloud. A mother searching in a crowd. My love is fast. As burnished brass. A serpent hiding in the grass. I am the storm at summer's end. Watch the willows mourn. Watch
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A wandering Canadian,. Banned from his hearths,. Travelled while crying. Travelled while crying. In foreign lands. One day, sad and pensive,. Sitting by the flowing waters,. To the fleeing current
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In the Blue Canadian Rockies spring is sighing through the trees. And the golden poppies are blooming round the banks of Lake Louise. Across the see they call me and I'm lonesome and so blue. For
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Oh if you could see me now. (Oh if you could see me now). It was February fourteen, Valentine's Day. The roses came, but they took you away. Tattooed on my arm is a charm to disarm all the harm
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. The tears go un-cried In the box, doin' time, now that I'm grown. Abandoned childhood toys. But still what danger have I retained?. To *** the brass ring And go in for the kill and covet the goods
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march. The cracked brass bells will ring. To summon back the fire witch. To the court of the crimson king. The gardener plants an evergreen. Whilst trampling on a flower. I chase the wind of a prism ship
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. Before the parade passes by Look at the crowd up ahead. Listen and heard that brass harmony growing. Look at the crowd up ahead. Pardon me if my old spirits showing. All of those lights over there
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. Familiar words at the top of the hour. The jamming city increases its hum, and those. Terrible words continue to come. Through brass music of government, hear those. Guns tattoo a roll on the drums No
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Let's go, lose control. Slip, slap on the dance flow. Let's go, lose control. Slip slip, slap on the dance flow. Let's go, lose control. Slip, slap on the dance flow. Let's go, lose control. Three
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, lay across my big brass bed. Stay, lady, stay, stay with your man awhile. Until the break of day, let me see you make him smile. His clothes are dirty but his hands are clean. And you're the best
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