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Christ is alive and well. Then how come John
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Christ is alive and well. Then how come John
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secret place, outer space, outer space Our home forever is outer space. Black stars and endless seas, outer space. New hope, new destinies, outer space. Forever we'll be in outer space, outer space
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Song (I Married a) Monster from Outer Space - . The milky way she walks around. All feet firmly off the ground. Two worlds collide, two worlds collide. Here comes the future bride. Gimme a lift to
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music depresses me. Help's on it's way, I'm lost in space. No protection. Please come and rescue me. I've got no friends, an orphan. Who had faith, who betrayed. Took only a kiss to give me
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music depresses me. Help's on it's way, I'm lost in space. No protection. Please come and rescue me. I've got no friends, an orphan. Who had faith, who betrayed. Took only a kiss to give me
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Well, I was born too late to be a Rolling Stone. I don't know Jerry Lee, I never met John and Yoko. Standin' with a strat, I'm rock n' roll's * son. Go out, get drunk, get wild, have fun I
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(Intro) Space Junk. (Music) Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah. (Music) Space Junk. (Outro)
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Song Looking For Space - John Denver. On the road of experience . I'm trying to find my own way. . Sometimes I wish that I could fly away . When I think that I'm moving suddently things stand still
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Song Looking For Space - John Denver. On the road of experience . I'm trying to find my own way. . Sometimes I wish that I could fly away . When I think that I'm moving suddently things stand still
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Bài hát Blank Space (The Voice Performance) - Taylor John Williams. Nice to meet you, where you been?. I could show you incredible things. Magic, madness, heaven, sin. Saw you there and I thought. Oh
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better off dead if you haven't yet died
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thấy đường. cuộc sống về đêm. ở đất đây. phê hơn mày tưởng. cho đi đến cuối cuộc chơi. thì sao mà đủ. đó là lý do âm nhạc của tao. không bao giờ ngủ. Space Boys Naver Sleep. Space Boys Naver Sleep. Space
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Do what John?Do what John?Come again do what?Do what John?Do what John?Do what?Do what?Do what?Do where John?Do where John?With what, with whom and when?Triffic, really triffic!Pardon?Come again?
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clods upon his head. Till these three men were satisfied John Barleycorn was dead. (Chorus). There's beer all in the barrel and brandy in the glass. But little Sir John, with his nut-brown bowl
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harrowed him in. Threw clods upon his head. And these three men made a solemn vow. John Barleycorn was dead. They've let him lie for a very long time, 'til the rains from heaven did fall. And little Sir
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harrowed him in. Threw clods upon his head. And these three men made a solemn vow. John Barleycorn was dead. They've let him lie for a very long time, 'til the rains from heaven did fall. And little Sir
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harrowed him in. Threw clods upon his head. And these three men made a solemn vow. John Barleycorn was dead. They've let him lie for a very long time, 'til the rains from heaven did fall. And little Sir
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chimney sweep, I'm on Jack and cola. Oh, snap that boy's about to go go pow pow, hold up. Dead at midnight, out like a convict. Trick I'm losing my *, watch this. Throw a bottle, * the world. I
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clouds upon his head. And these three men made a solemn vow. John Barleycorn was dead They've let him lie for a very long time. Till the rains from heaven did fall. And little Sir John sprung up his
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inside you. Words will be all that I keep. In an open space. They would live inside you. . Chorus. We hold up to an idea. And we'll fight what we can't see. We just hold up to an idea. We keep
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Saw a flea kick a tree. Fooba wooba, fooba wooba. Saw a flea kick a tree. Fooba wooba John Saw a flea kick a tree. In the middle of the sea. Well, John, ho, John. Fooba wooba John Saw a rat
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, don't you dare hang up this phone Hey give me space so I can breathe. Give me space so I can sleep. Give me space so you can drown in this with me In this place,. A lonely escapade in outer space
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American dream I need space; stand back and let me breathe. I need air washing over me. I need time to see, to feel, to be. I can love you more when I'm free Like a star, like an ocean, like the branches
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can be said of my heart?. If history speaks, the kiss on my cheek. Where there remains but a mark. Beloved my John, so I'll carry on. Counting my cards down to one. And when I am dead, come visit my bed
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. Sometimes I get so down when you're not around. And I'd rather see you dead, see you dead Tonight you're sleepin' by his side. I tried to see you but you let him decide. I'm a threat now, well are you
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