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I maintain that, chaos is the future. And beyond it is freedom. Confusion is next and. Next after that is the truth You gotta cultivate of what you need to need. Sonic tooth, sonic tooth, sonic
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Electro man, Electronic man. Electro man, Electronic woman. *Ive been* outside wearing my device. I came back in wearing the same device, as you. Electro man, Electronic man. Electro man
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Electro man, Electronic man. Electro man, Electronic woman. *Ive been* outside wearing my device. I came back in wearing the same device, as you. Electro man, Electronic man. Electro man
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The gap that grows between our lives. The gap our parents never had. Stop those thoughts control your mind. Replace the things that you despise. Oh you're old I hear you say. It doesn't mean
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dream. Sonic reducer, ain't no loser. Got a sonic reducer, sonic reducer. . People out on the streets, they don't know who I am. I watch them from my room, they are just passing by. I'm not just
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dream. Sonic reducer, ain't no loser. Got a sonic reducer, sonic reducer. . People out on the streets, they don't know who I am. I watch them from my room, they are just passing by. I'm not just
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These are the words. But not the truth. God bless them all. When they speak to you. . But that's all right. On an empty stage. Sing out when. There's no other way. . Come drift the town
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GROWS AND GROWS. LIKE A STRAWBERRY NOT A ROSE. PRICKLY PATCH DON'T YOU STAND ON ME. SQUISHING DOWN. IN THE MUD AHH!. -----------. Lyrics Kim Gordon. Sonic Youth - MURRAY STREET (2002)
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I don't know why. You wanna impress Christgau. Ah, let that * die. And find out the new goal Kill yr. idols. Sonic death. It's the end of the world. And confusion is *** Kill yr. idols
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The super sonic boom should hit you in just a few seconds. Come rock it. Come rock the mic. Solar power the new shape of motion. Causing a comotion. This is super sonic. Hey man pull over
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nic fit. Get it up, get it in. Sonic tooth, sonic truth. Nic fit, nic fit, nic fit, nic fit Sign'em up, gotta smoke (? ). Arafat, get a smoke (? ). Nic fit, nic fit, nic fit, nic Nic fit, nic
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To the extent that I wear skirts. And cheap nylon slips I've gone native. I wanted to know the exact dimension of hell. Does this sound simple? * you, are you for sale?. Does * you sound
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(Latimer). Performed by the orchestra
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Verse One. Sonic boom to the head of a dread cause he's tread. Upon the Flatline ? niggas so now he's dead. Straight out the door, dirty dungeon graveyard. I broadcast and watch Sport Center
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Where's the orchestra?. Wasn't this supposed to be a musical?. Here I am,. In the balcony,. How the hell could I have missed the overture?. I like the scenery. Even though, I have absolutely no
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Where's the orchestra?. Wasn't this supposed to be a musical?. Here I am,. In the balcony,. How the hell could I have missed the overture?. I like the scenery. Even though, I have absolutely no
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words. Uh, ladies and gentlemen. Non-stop to the top. I bring you the cream of the crop. Silk Sonic. ♪. Say baby, say baby, say baby (let's ride). What you doin'? (What you doin'?). Where you at
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Song 100%. Singer Sonic Youth. I can never forget you - the way you rock the girls. They move a world and love you - a blast in the underworld. I stick a knife in my head - thinking 'bout your eyes
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I'm not afraid to say I'm scared. In my bed I'm deep in prayer. I trust the speed I love the fear. The music comes. The burning spear
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I'm afraid to say I'm scared. In my bed I'm deep in prayer. I trust the speed, I love the fear. The music comes, the burning spear
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Push it away. The world looks red. People with fish eyes. The ground sucks. Walk on my fingertips. Displacing the fog. The weight of my body. Is too mush to bear. The memory drained. The
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Kim. Going back to these origins. The city is a natural scape. Order in the details. Confusion uproar in the whole. In nature reality is selection. The tool of critical intervention
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Kim. Going back to these origins. The city is a natural scape. Order in the details. Confusion uproar in the whole. In nature reality is selection. The tool of critical intervention
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Going back to these origins. City is a natural scape. Order in the details. Confusion uproar in the whole. Nature reality is selection. The tool of critical intervention. Fragmentation is the
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Bài hát The Windsor Waltz - Vera Lynn, Soldiers, Sailors & Airmen Of H. M. Forces, Roland Shaw, His Orchestra. Remember, my darling, the night that we met. Dancing the old Windsor waltz. I saw you
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young stuff. The saving grace is a sonic pig pile Amazing grazing, strange and raging. Flies are flarin' through your brains. * flailin' literally raisin' my roof An adrenal mental man-tool box
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Aaaah. He did what he had to do. He asked no questions. He had few conversations. The tar glistens in the noon heat. He tread across the grass, up onto, and down off of, the concrete abutments
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Kim. To the extent that I wear skirts. And cheap nylon slips. I've gone native. I wanted to know the exact dimension of hell. Does this sound simple?. * you! Are you for sale?. Does '*
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Kim. Let's go walking on the water. Come all the way please. I wanna know. Should I stay or go?. . No need to be scared. Let's jump into the day. I wanna know. I think I oughta go. . Close
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Time takes it's crazy toll. And how does your mirror grow. You better watch yourself when you jump into it. 'cause the mirror's gonna steal your soul. . I wonder how it came to be my friend
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Time takes it's crazy toll. And how does your mirror grow. You better watch yourself when you jump into it. 'cause the mirror's gonna steal your soul. . I wonder how it came to be my friend
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Let's go walkin' on the water. Come all the way please. I wanna know. Should I stay or go? No need to be scared. Let's jump into the day. I wanna know. I think I oughta go Close your eyes and
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Did you get yr disconnection notice. Mine came in the mail today. They seem to think I'm disconnected. Don'T think I know what to read or write or say. Glossaries injected daily. Words + numbers
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. . Tired of the times I wound up dead. Tired of thedogs inside yr head. Tired of the needles beside yr bed. Tired of the * you keep me fed. Tired of the people you keep misled. Yr blood is turning my
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There's something in the air there. Makes you go insane. Brings you back to me. It's been so long All that I have to do. Is live along. It's coming, coming down. Over me Do you want to see
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Kim. Yr the thrill of a million. Walking down the sidewalk. Feel like an alarm clock. Woke up and dressed up. Don't look like a t-shirt. I feel just like a donut. Come and take the trash out
