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Hit in the USA ( OST Beck) (J-rock) - Beat Crusaders. (Go! Go!) . (Hey!) I've never dreamed before . I'm gonna knock the door . Into the world of perfect free . (You ain't no lonely!) . You're gonna
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Song Ice Cream Cakes - Jeff Beck Group. Ice cream cakes, lollipops babe, ain't it sweet as you know. Ice cream cakes, lollipops babe, ain't it sweet as you know. It's so nice to be loved by somebody
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Loser. Beck. http//www. youtube. com/watch?v=YgSPaXgAdzE. In the time of chimpanzees I was a monkey. Butane in my veins and I’m out to cut the junkie. With the plastic eyeballs, spray-paint the
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Song Ice Cream Cakes - Jeff Beck Group. Ice cream cakes, lollipops babe, ain't it sweet as you know. Ice cream cakes, lollipops babe, ain't it sweet as you know. It's so nice to be loved by somebody
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kan eg ringe?. Beep, beep. Hvis eg bare visste. Kem kan eg ringe?. Har puttet favoritter på en liste. Kem kan eg ringe?. Kem kan eg ringe?. Lars Vaular. Samme nummer som 2003, 97039761. Ring til en
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Woke up this morning, found a love light in the storm. Looked up this morning, saw the roses full of thorns. Guns are falling, they don't have nowhere to go. Oceans of diamonds always shine, smooth
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See me comin' to town with my soul. Straight down out of the world with my fingers. Holdin' onto the devil I know. All my troubles'll hang on your trigger. . Take your eyes and your mind from the
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There's nothing left to hide;. You can see it in my eyes. Oh I've tried, to be who I thought you wanted. And if it's all a lie,. The truth's not far behind. We could try to live right. follow th
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Your sorry eyes, they cut through the bone. They make it hard to leave you alone. Leave you here, wearing your wounds. Waving your guns at somebody new Baby you're lost, baby you're lost. Baby you
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I move away from this place. In the form of a disturbance. And enter into the world. Like some tiny distortion If I surrender. And I don't fight this wave. I won't go under. I'll only get carrie
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As they pulled you out of the oxygen tent. You asked for the latest party. With your silicone hump and your ten inch stump. Dressed like a priest you was, Tod Browning, streak he was Crawling down
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See the sleet that rests upon. The quiet street we're standing on. Is it time to go away. And try again some other day?. 'Cause these are words we use to say goodbye. These are the words you use
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I see you there. Long black hair. Your eyes just stare. Your mind is turning You know I'll laugh. I won't take it back. I've seen your eyes. I know what your thinking . We'll shoot our guns. W
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Doo doo doo doo. Doo doo doo doo doo doo. Doo doo doo doo. Doo doo doo doo doo doo. Oh doo doo hmm. Oh doo doo doo doo I prayed heaven today. Would bring its hammer down on me. And pound you ou
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Just like a paper tiger. Torn apart by idle hands. Through the halter skelter morning. Fix yourself while you still can No more ashes to ashes. No more cinders from the sky. And all the laws of c
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Turn turn away. From the sound of your own voice. Calling no one, just a silence. Run to see you at the edge. Fall off the avalanche. Turn away Hold hold the light. That fixes you in time. Keep
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It's so easy to laugh at yourself. And all those jokes have already been written. Seems like another vain attempt. To let yourself fall out of the oven Holy mountains they look so tired. And it's
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Drive to the night. Far as it goes. Away from the daylight. Into the afterglow Somewhere unforgiven. Time will wait for you Down on the street. Just let the engine run. 'Til there's nothing left
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There is no one, nothin' to see. The night is useless and so are we. 'Cause everybody knows. The fabric of folly is fallin' apart at the seams And I've been lookin' for a good time. But the pleasu
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Time wears away all the pleasures of the day. All the treasures you could hold. Days turn to sand, losing strength in every hand. They can't hold you anymore. Already dead to me now, already dead to m
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Go to sleep. We're so tired now. Altogether in a snake pit of souls New days. Throw your chains away. Try to hang your hopes on the wind Little one. Just a little way. Today all we need is waiti
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Oh country down. Where I found my proving ground. All along the floodline. Wheels are turning around. The hills roll out like centuries. Pass by without a sound. Just a mile outside of town Down
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Looking back at some dead world that looks so new. Offices and fountains that they named for you. Dazzlements of accidents rejoice their doom. Hari-karis spinning round the golden looms Girl you dr
