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Alright In the beginning. Not so long ago. There were five country rockers I saw the very first show. And I jumped up with the crowd. To give a standing hand Livin', livin' in the band, yeah. Oh
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band. Kill the band I was caught dreaming of wealth and. I was taught, was creeping in again They get ahead, you get so mad, why do you care? It's only money. Get out of bed, undo your head, think
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money heavyweight Where the cuts is dark and hoes are marked. And gun barking make a nigga meet the white chalk. Now blaze one before it all get it started. Look nigga big money heavyweight Turn the TV
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. I hope, you're having fun! Band on the run. Band on the run. And the jailer man and Sailor Sam. Were searching every one For the band on the run. For the band on the run. Band on the run. Band
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having fun. Band on the run, band on the run. And the jailer man and sailor sam were searching every one. . For the band on the run, band on the run, band on the run, band on the run. . Well, the
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rideumeun junbi doen frying pan . Bass wa treble momeul dalgwobwa. Deohagi gophagi heungeul baegasikyeo modu gachi oh. Nunchi kochi bojimalgo heundeureo . Get on the floor shake that brass. Ganji naneun rama
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the harp. The plaice play the bass. And they soundin' sharp. The bass play the brass. The chub play the tub. The fluke is the duke of soul. (Yeah). The ray he can play. The lings on the strings
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I been touchin' the set, I made my way to a key. I'm so in love with the trap, I bought a house 'cross the street. Quarter key got me livin' like I'm Don King. Heavyweight, I'm in the ring nigga
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having fun. Band on the run, band on the run. And the jailer man and sailor sam were searching every one. . For the band on the run, band on the run, band on the run, band on the run. . Well, the
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they soundin' sharp. The bass play the brass. The chub play the tub. The fluke is the duke of soul (Yeah). The ray he can play. The lings on the strings. The trout rockin' out. The blackfish she sings
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carp play the harp. The plaice play the bass. And they soundin' sharp. The bass play the brass. The chub play the tub. The fluke is the duke of soul . (Yeah). The ray he can play. The lings on the
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Bài hát Strike Up The Band - Maureen McGovern. Let the drums roll out. Let the trumpets call. While the people shout. "Strike up the band!". Let the cymbals ring. Callin' one and all. While the saxes
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He's a groovy swinging guy. With the rock and roll banjo band I got a sweet little guy. Who lives down the street. But nobody knows his name. Everybody was sad and feeling so bad. But that was
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heavyweight. I'm a heavyweight. I'm a heavyweight. Push me down to the ground. Bài hát Heavyweight (Original Mix) - RedMoon, Meron Ryan. What goes around comes around. You won't put the flame out. You can't get
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the brass band plays, tidily, Om, pom, pom. Oh I do like to be beside the seaside. Oh I do like to be beside the sea. Where they crowd beside the sea. And besides themselves with glee beside the
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lies beside my bed. But the sun comes up without her, it doesn't know she's gone. And it remembers nothing that she said Brass buttons, green silks and silver shoes. Warm evenings, pale mornings
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Let me step inside these shoes. Trip awhile of the blues. Pull these strings on my hands. Playin' time with the band. I'll tie you up in a ribbon of tune. And sing a song that will send you
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Song Miss You Being Gone(Album Version) . Singer The Band Perry. Repent. . The end is extremely. * nigh. . Epidemy. Infection. . Devastation. 28 Days Later We are none. 28 Days Later
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. The carp play the harp. The plaice play the bass. And they're soundin sharp. The bass play the brass. The chub play the tub. The fluke is the duke of soul. (yeah). They ray he can play. He lings on the
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march. The cracked brass bells will ring. To summon back the fire witch. To the court of the crimson king. The gardener plants an evergreen. Whilst trampling on a flower. I chase the wind of a prism ship
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Come on and hear (2x), Alexander's Ragtime Band,. Come on and hear (2x), it's the best band in the land!. They can play a bugle call like you never heard before,. So natural that you want to go to
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See the soul singer in the session band. Shredded to ribbons beneath a microphone stand. Felt the quickness of pity like a flash in a pan. For the soul singer in the session band A red carpet
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band wore blue shirts. And the music played on. . Then at the end of the evening. They throw the suckers out. Don't get me wrong, I got no beef about it. I get my rates from the union. I get my
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If you're gonna play in Texas. You gotta have a fiddle in the band. That lead guitar is hot. But not for a Louisiana man So rosen up that bow for faded love. And let's all dance. If you're gonna
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If you're gonna play in Texas. You gotta have a fiddle in the band. That lead guitar is hot. But not for a Louisiana man So rosen up that bow for faded love. And let's all dance. If you're gonna
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If you're gonna play in Texas. You gotta have a fiddle in the band. That lead guitar is hot. But not for a Louisiana man So rosen up that bow for faded love. And let's all dance. If you're gonna
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. My love is loud. A thunder cloud. A mother searching in a crowd. My love is fast. As burnished brass. A serpent hiding in the grass. I am the storm at summer's end. Watch the willows mourn. Watch
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the band!. . Those magical notes, those musical pearls. I've sung with all the Counts, the Dukes, the Kings, and the Earls. And the experience, I have to say, was grand. But I wouldn't have made it
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Song Down In the Flood - The Derek Trucks Band. Crash on the levee, mama. Water's gonna overflow. Swamps gonna rise. And no boats gonna row. Now you can train on down. To William's Point. You can
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On the way to JFK. Before I get on the plane. 12 hours with David Julian Levi. Woke up to water slides. Woke up to giant pools. Woke up to nachos in the morning (Chorus) great-great-greatgreat
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. Familiar words at the top of the hour. The jamming city increases its hum, and those. Terrible words continue to come. Through brass music of government, hear those. Guns tattoo a roll on the drums No
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Song Turn Of The Century - Nitty Gritty Dirt Band. There'll be flying boats, and condos with moats. Cultivated oceans, floating cities in the sky. Living underneath a bubble, no more toil and
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Song Better Dig Two . Singer The Band Perry. I told you on the day we wed. I was gonna love you 'til I's dead. Made you wait 'til our wedding night. That's the first and the last time I wear white
