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Sons of the thief, sons of the saint. Who is the child with no complaint. Sons of the great or sons unknown. All were children like your own. The same sweet smiles, the same sad tears. The cries
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brothers . . Sons of the gods today we shall die . Open Valhalla's door . Let the battle begin with swords in the wind . Hail Gods of War . . Solo . . Sons of Odin we for . By the hammer of Thor . Ride
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, rock. If you're tired of the same ol' sound. Get up on the Cameo sound 'Cause we are living funk, funk, funk, funk, funk, funk. Come on, dig the funky horns It is our will to let you know that we
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with my English charm When her brass knuckled boyfriend grabbed me by the arm. Oh, he was so macho. And he said "Grow some funk of your own, Amigo". Grow some funk of your own. We no like to with the
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Song Thing To Do - The Sons Of Champlin. Listen to me baby. Listen to what I’ve got to say. You keep messin’ with another man. Gonna get it someday. Ain’t the thing to do. Listen to me baby. Listen
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. Can the clone-line dry you out?. Part of the swarming mass, funk out. Slugged by the new increase, funk out. Scared of the human bomb, funk out. Overpowered by funk, funk out. Buy dog food, rogue
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. Can the clone-line dry you out?. Part of the swarming mass, funk out. Slugged by the new increase, funk out. Scared of the human bomb, funk out. Overpowered by funk, funk out. Buy dog food, rogue
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Verse 1. I've tried every remedy, there ain't nothing getting me. Out of the funk I'm in. Can somebody rescue me 'cause I'm buried very deep. Inside the funk I'm in. I've tried every remedy, there
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) . ‘Cause Uptown Funk gon’ give it to you . ‘Cause Uptown Funk gon’ give it to you . ‘Cause Uptown Funk gon’ give it to you . Saturday night and we in the spot . Don’t believe me just watch (come on) . Don’t
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something here it's something warm. Something cuts and scars inside tonight. . Sons of pioneers are hungry men. . Every voice I hear sounds so familiar. Every song I know. Still there's been no change
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Song Rooftop - The Sons Of Champlin. I got one thing to say to the Fool on the Hill. You’re gonna feel funny on a rooftop. The man just bought your hill, tomorrow the hammers and the drills. They’re
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Song Misery Isn'T Free - The Sons Of Champlin. I think I know what I’m doing but I haven’t been doing it right. It seems like every time I turn around I find myself feeling uptight. But every once in
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Song Hello Sunlight - The Sons Of Champlin. Hello sunlight. Come in sunlight. Look into my soul. Before I die I want the sky. To shoot down into me. I’m just lookin’. To be took in. To what I forgot
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Song Black And Blue Rainbow - The Sons Of Champlin. Who wants to see. A black and blue rainbow?. Not you or me. But there are things we should know. There’s a reason for everything. And a season for
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Song 1982-a - The Sons Of Champlin. Can you feel it coming?. It’s gonna set you back on your heels. It’s gonna sound like humming. And you’ll believe in how good it feels. And we’ll all be making
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Give Up The Funk. (Tear The Roof Off The Sucker)". Tear the roof off, we're gonna tear the roof off the mother, sucker. Tear the roof off the sucker. (x4). You've got a real type of thing going
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soon as you are grooving. . Welcome to station wefunk, better known as We-Funk,. Or deeper still, the Mothership Connection. Home of the extraterrestrial brothers,. Dealers of funky music. P. Funk
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Song Get High - The Sons Of Champlin. Can you see the sun at midnight in the morning?. Isn’t it bright?. And there is no one who’s giving you the warning. You’ll be all right. Just go ahead and get
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Song Everywhere - The Sons Of Champlin. Ain’t got time to be pretty. I’m much too nitty-gritty. To be cool, calm and collected. I live my life my way. Feel good most every day. But I’m not too well
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heard it comin' from the lungs. Of the funkadelic brother himself. More funk than a bag of skunk. Twice the funk that James Brown's socks. Hit me, hittin' you straight across your notch. Wit a tune
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Song Cowboy Night Herd Song - Roy Rogers, Sons Of The Pioneers. On night guard, I’m a ridin’. ‘Round a thousand bedded steers. And tonight my thoughts are slidin’. Down the trail of distant years
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Song Don'T Fight It, Do It - The Sons Of Champlin. If you feel it blowin’. Don’t bother ‘bout it showin’. In your eyes for the rest of your life. It’s in your soul it’s our bowl. It’s all one and the
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ar Mumford & Sons. ti Reminder. Artist Mumford & Sons. Title Reminder . AlbumBabel. Don't let me dark in your door. It's not what I came here for. No it's not what I came here for. And I won't hear
