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me out Running against the law and against the time. Wondering what the fuss is all about. Finding a way to dream away your love. Taking it in before they take me out Just like a secret society
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me you're fine We are the people. We are here alone. We are explorers when beat goes on. We're on a journey to the morning sun. Together Got a face for the front page. You should join me sometime
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. If you wanna be a star, star. Gonna write a hit about Bacardi, parties, bars, cars. If you wanna make money, money. If you wanna be a star, star. Starting to think that. S-s-society sucks, I think I
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probably get some help. I can't control myself, I'm addicted to the hell. My heart is getting sick from the tar that's on your lips. Oh, baby, you're so bad for my health. Dear society, you've pushed me to
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Thurston. Society is a hole. It makes me lie to my friends. It's running down my street. With white powers sneakers. On the beautiful beat of black feet. Society is a hole. It beats my friends
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(harmonica). Jimmy carl black (vocals). Ahmet zappa (vocals). Moon zappa (vocals) You're the ol' lady from the society pages. From a small town somewhere I used to be. You owned the paper and a bunch of
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pray. Afraid and so alone. Tell me where have all the loving people gone They're lying here with you and me. Buried in the shadows of society Young mothers' faces filled with shame. It's not enough
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pawn in this recurring game. Humanity going insane. . Shades of death are all I see. skeletons of society. shades of death are all I see. Fragments of what used to be. fragments of what used to be
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We belong to a mutual. Admiration society. My baby and me. We belong to a mutual. Admiration society. . I think he's handsome. And he's smart. He thinks that. I'm a work of art. I say that
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Song Where Are You Now - Honor Society. To my favorite teacher. Told me never give up. To my fifth grade crush. Who I thought I really love. To the guys I miss. And the girls we kissed. Where are you
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. . 'cause I'm a menace too society. And I don't wanna become what's in me. . Grow up it's time for you to move on. They say doing what you want to do. Can only get you so long. But don't try to blame me
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This old mountainside. Where we used to reside. Is slowly recalling. The things we discovered inside. Oh, the crystal caves We shed both our jackets. And I hammered brackets. From old metal chai
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to life on a make-shift stage. . It's the Bob Robert's Society Band. Playing every Sunday at the Orange Grove Stand. They don't play grunge and they don't play loud. It's the magic of the music
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It's a mystery to me. We have a greed with which we have agreed. You think you have to want more than you need. Until you have it all you won't be free. Society, you're a crazy breed. I hope you're
