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Bài hát The Golden Age - Woodkid. Walking through the fields of gold. In the distance, bombs can fall. Boy we're running free. Facing light in the flow. And in the cherry trees. We're hiding from the
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wasted dont waste it,. And we try and we fall and we live another day. And we rise like a phoenix from the flames. And it burns but it turns out golden. We love to dream aloud with both feet on the ground
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I had a pony, her name was Lucifer. How much longer? How much longer?. I had a pony, her name was Lucifer. How much, how much, how much longer? She broke her leg and needed shooting. I swear it
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He has a powerful weapon. He charges a million a shot. An assassin that's second to none. The man with the golden gun Lurking in some darkened doorway. Or crouched on a roof top somewhere. In
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down. We're playing cat and mouse. I tried to work you out. How I can move your way now. The way you move it, got me losing it. Don't you know that you are golden, golden. No matter where we go, you keep
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Put your hands on the wheel. Let the golden age begin. Let the window down. Feel the moonlight on your skin. Let the desert wind. Cool your aching head. Let the weight of the world. Drift away
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at tonight?". Got no alibi, I was all alone. With the love of my life. She's got glitter for skin. My radiant beam in the night. I don't need no light to see you. Shine. It's your golden hour. You slow
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get nasty baby. First we'll show and tell. Till I reach your pony tail. (Oh). Lurk all over and through you baby. Until we reach the stream. You'll be on my jockey team. (Ooh). If you're horny, let's do
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and jump on it. If we're gonna get nasty baby. First we'll show and tell. 'Til I reach your pony tail. Lurk all over and through you baby. Until we reach the stream. You'll be on my jockey team. If
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. Gonna board the Golden Rocket and leave this town. guitar . Well hear her thunder on through the night this Golden Rocket is doin' me right. And that sunny southland sure is a part of me. From your
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It's pony time, get up. Boogety, boogety, boogety shoo Hey now everybody. In the Union Hall. It's pony time. When you hear this call So get with it. Don't quit it. Get up Do the pony with your
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It's pony time, get up. Boogety, boogety, boogety shoo Hey now everybody. In the Union Hall. It's pony time. When you hear this call So get with it. Don't quit it. Get up Do the pony with your
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Song The Golden Age of Rock 'n' Roll - Mott The Hoople. Everybody hazy shell-shocked and crazy . Screaming for the face at the window. Jeans for the genies dresses for the dreamies. Fighting for a
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Bài hát Golden Days - Panic! at the Disco. I found a pile of Polaroids. In the crates of a record shop. They were sexy, sexy looking back. From a night that time forgot. Boy he was something debonair
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As you close your eyes. From the water. A golden light wanders with the birds. Where have you been. What have you seen. All the peace when you come following. I’ll tell you it’s worth it all. On my
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Light touched my hands in a dream of golden skans. From now on, you can forget all future plans. Night touched my hands with the turning, golden skans. From the night to the light, all plans are
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, put on a racetrack anywhere. She's a cold black mare, put on a racetrack anywhere. If I get to the place and it's crowded, I'll say have you got any room to spare?. I'm going to Dallas, see my pony
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and offer him out. Let's get ourselves to another place. At least we'll see the dirt under different skies and time We've reached the end of our golden days at last. There's nothing wrong with a fire
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Song Pony - Ashley Monroe. When I grow up I wanna pony. I'm gonna ride her from dusk 'til dawn. I'm gonna brush her mane. And feed her sugar cane. And keep her in safe from the storm. If I had a pony
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. To know a love and the beauty never known before. I'll leave it up to you to show it And golden lady, golden lady, I'd like to go there. Golden lady, golden lady, I'd like to go there. Please take
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In the golden garden Bird of Peace. Stands the silver girl the Wild Jewels niece. Paints in pretty colors Children's drawings on the wall. Look of doubt I cast you out begone your ragged call
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that you think that's cool. (Say word?). I know most guys won't freak together. She forgot about the Golden Rule — a huh huh. It's ok to put us in a three-way. It's not gay when it's in a three-way
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sound and then hang 'em out to dry. Sprinkle a little big strong fairy dust right into their eyes It's the golden rule. So I read in some poem somewhere. It's the golden rule
