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Outside this flamin' ring of fire. There's nothing left for me to lose. I shoot to kill if I desire. I walk away if I so choose. 4,000 filthy stinkin' liars. Tell me there's nothin' I can do. I
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Thinking of you I'm think'in of you. All i can do is just think about you. Think'in of you I'm think'in of you. Whenever I'm blue, I'm thinking of you. No matter how I try . I don't find a reason why
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jukebox . Songs of loving and leaving . lying and cheating . Songs of hurting and crying . and even songs of dying . If you wanna make me happy . Pour me bourbon on the rocks . And play every sad song on
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jukebox . Songs of loving and leaving . lying and cheating . Songs of hurting and crying . and even songs of dying . If you wanna make me happy . Pour me bourbon on the rocks . And play every sad song on
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It's so long since I sang songs to you. I forget all the words I once knew. I could look back but I can't waste the time. Did it matter, they sometimes didn't rhyme. It's so long since I sang
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remembered. By the mask they wore years before the future. And the horse falls in the smoke filled riot. The center of a child grows in new disguise And where are the songs from the sane minds?. And where
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listened close to the games they play. Or the little songs they sing You never know what they learn at school. Or what they're thinking of. My first grader just said a four letter word. And it sure
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có cố thế nào đi nữa. Watch the hands of time march on. Nhìn cánh tay thời gian diễu hành. And see the caravan of life go by. Và hiểu dòng đời đang trôi qua. And so one day soon. Và rồi một ngày không
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Love of my life. Take my heart take my soul, take what you need. Love of my life. Don't you know I'm just a fool for a good woman's greed You broke the wings of a weary vagabond. And I'm stranded
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Bài hát Priests Of Sodom - Cannibal Corpse. The blackened city calls out. Enter the temple of sin. You must enter the temple of sin. Contorted sinners beckon. Join our twisted rites. You must join
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Far have I traveled and much have I seen. Darkest of mountains with valleys of green. Vast painted deserts, the sunsets on fire. As he carries me home to the Mull of Kintyre Mull of Kintyre, oh
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Ridin' on the City of New Orleans. Illinois Central, Monday mornin' rail. Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders. Three conductors and twenty-five sacks of mail. All along the south-bound
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Ridin' on the City of New Orleans. Illinois Central, Monday mornin' rail. Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders. Three conductors and twenty-five sacks of mail. All along the south-bound
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Bài hát Rhythm Of Love - Scorpions. Let's spend the night together. I know you want it too. The magic of the moment. Is what I've got for you. The heartbeat of this night. Is made to lose control
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Bài hát Gods Of War - Manowar. Down from the sky. Into the fight. Hearts full of rage. Full of thunder and glory. Swords in the wind. Crossing the sky. Lords of doom. Bring an end to their story
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Mankind in his insatiable search for divine. Knowledge has discarded all biblical teachings Realizing that the strength of religion. Is the repression of knowledge. All structures of religion have
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When the world has turned. Paralyzed and wrong. Cold-blooded claws never offer. Anything at all Past the point of love. Shattered and untied. Waiting to pick up the pieces. That make it out
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We are children of production. Produced in conjunction. With the urgency of our Dr. Funkenstein In his widsom he forenotioned. The shortcomings of your condition. So, we the clones, were
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Mankind in his insatiable search for divine. Knowledge has discarded all biblical teachings. . Realizing that the strength of religion is the repression of. Knowledge. All structures of religion
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songs. You see the best comes out the west. Let me blur, blur your lines. You won't regret it. Pre-Chorus. I'll take you to the moon and back. Back seat of my Cadillac. Start out slow then play it faster
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lifting as we lose our inhabition, . Celebration its around us, every nations, all around us . Singin forever young, singin songs underneath the sun . Lets rejoice in the beautiful game. . And together at
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Homesick tired All alone in a big city. Why should ev'rybody pity me,. Nighttime's falling, folks are a singin',. they dance till break of day. Dear Old Southland with it's dreamy songs. Takes
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sing again. The old melody. I love you,. That's the song of songs. And it all belongs. To you and me. It's spring again. And birds on the wing again. Start to sing again. The old melody. I love
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sing again. The old melody. I love you,. That's the song of songs. And it all belongs. To you and me. . It's spring again. And birds on the wing again. Start to sing again. The old melody. I
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lovers. In the heart of a skeptic. There's a question that still hovers near. Bird. For it begs the question. How did I ever find you. Now you got me writing love songs. With a common refrain like this one
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higher place. Life is surrounded by grace. Lets join together singing songs of freedom What do you do when you gain the world?. You pay the price, baby, you lose your soul. Live in a world of make
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We were just a plain ol' hillbilly band with a plain ol' country style. We never played the kind of songs that'd drive anybody wild. Played a railroad song with a stomping beat. We played a blues
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Near Barcelona, the peasant crooned. The old traditional Spanish tunes. The Neapolitan street song sighs. You think of Italian skies. . Each nation has a creative vein. Originating a native
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offer but the songs they sing. And a plentiful waste of time of day. A plentiful waste of time. . Oh, it's a long, long while. From May to December. But the days grow short. When you reach
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Where the blue of the night. Meets the gold of the day. Someone waits for me. . And the gold of her hair. Crowns the blue of her eyes. Like a halo, tenderly. . If only I could see her. Oh
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Where the blue of the night. Meets the gold of the day. Someone waits for me. . And the gold of her hair. Crowns the blue of her eyes. Like a halo, tenderly. . If only I could see her. Oh
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make you feel like I do, I do, I do. No one ever gets as deep inside you as I do, baby Our love is a bed of nails. Love hurts good on a bed of nails. I'll lay you down when all else fails. I'll drive
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Buddy, tip your bottle back, climb aboard the bus. Join your brothers in the band. If you ain't bombed in Birmingham. Then you ain't one of us, we don't really give a damn London is a hundred
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each other drinks, back at the bar, thick as thieves. Stealing these little sips. Doing our best to make the best of the worst of it. Keep playing them songs, keep singing along. Keep leaning it on in
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lovers. Yeah, we are all we need. When we're holding each other. I'm taken back to 2002 (ooh), yeah. Dancing on the hood in the middle of the woods. On an old Mustang, where we sang. Songs with all our
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the Savior reigns. Let men their songs employ. While fields and floods. Rocks, hills and plains. Repeat the sounding joy. Repeat the sounding joy. Repeat the sounding joy. . (Calling all angel
