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I took a line that leads you to the opium trail. Oriental eyes reveal the lies, deceit, betrayal. On this journey behold the one who travels far. You called him fool but now you are The wizard
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. Across the trail of tears
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One place for all this distance. We've got so displaced. The life that you've always wanted. A thousand miles away. Like nomads, like an architect. Like moving in one place. We can live forever
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life's a mess. You rather start thinkin'. In terms of happiness And it's gonna happen. Just decide where you're goin'. And get out in the open. And start blazin' your own trail again For it takes time
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down like hail. And the day keeps on remindin' me, there's a hellhound on my trail. Hellhound on my trail, hellhound on my trail. . If today was Christmas eve, if today was Christmas eve. And
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Gotta keep movin'. Gotta keep movin'. Hellhound on my trail. Hellhound on my trail If today was Christmas day. If today was Christmas day. And tomorrow was Christmas Eve. Lord, wouldn't we have
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beneath. The trail of broken treaties. They come with numb senses. They come with hearts of stone. No knowledge no honor. Digging up my grandfather's bones. They come to buy and steal. But they don't
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Ridin' down the canyon just to watch the sun go down. A picture that no artist ever could paint. White faced cattlow howlin' across the mountain trail. I hear a coyote howlin' for its mate Cactus
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Wasting away the better part of the day. In the bus on the docks of the UK. We walked down the street on that all Hallows Eve. But couldn't wait to get back to the US of A The torture of eight
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I remember dessert places. Shadowless and cold. Where heaven looks down. On this empty hole. Levers here to taste the ruins. Dark and obscene. But all I want is you. In my sunken dreams I
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now In the morning rise up to greet me. And say I'm number one. In the evening cry when I'm leaving. And the day is done. Maybe someday I'll confess. A love once warm gone cold like all the rest
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Told a lie about yourself. It felt so good to deceive. To pull the wool over everyone. Tell them whatever they'd believe You missed the train and now you're gone. To join the faceless everyone
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Chevy. seven trail donka truck. All I need is some vodka and some chunka coke. And watch a chick get donkey konged. Baby if you’re ready for things to get heavy. I get on the floor and act a fool if you
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Hear the noise back in town. Let's gather everyone. And go see what they're. up to now. Driving in, Driving out. From hotel to the bar. All our friends are here. But somehow we seem so divided
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to me, reveal how lost your life must seem. All the wonderful things that you could never achieve. Now you're out of time, your life is dry, you're wondering why Remember how it used to be. You were
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- along the trail. Deep in the heart of texas. The doggies bawl - and bawl and bawl. Deep in the heart of texas
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I had a house on a rock. I turned around and it had gone to rot. All that was left of me were walls of doubt. I asked a question but the world returned with silence. All that I wanted to know is
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Blood marks the trail. Red paints the horizon. Hunter's moon embraced. With howling forlorn. Daybreak reveals the marks. Traces of the wounded leader. Rules the lands from these woods and
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Eyes obscured, by those bangs. Sun is shielded, by your shades. Kick it on the corner. Leather coat and safety pins. You got some? News. And you smoke your? Cools. And it's 1977. . You were
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living hell. No way out, no way out. Unless you walk heaven's trail. No way out, no way out. Of this living hell, livin' hell You know I had it made in the shade. Thinkin' that it's not so bad after
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follow the path of the Gypsy-o. . Seaweed clings to ruby rings. On the fingers of my lady-o. And the people in the town. They would not look round. To see me go running-o. On the trail of the
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down by the broken tree house. Swing me upon its hanging tire. Bring, bring, bring your flowered hat. We'll take the trail marked on your father's map
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Counting off the days. How could I be so afraid?. Feeling nearer my gloom. So much nearer without you. I've been on the run. From the dirt you talk about everyone. So much nearer my gloom
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One Hymn Is Above All. Natures Bitter Song. Eternally Sunk Into. . The Deepness Of His Heart. Already Came The Time. For The Farewell. . Trail Of The Renegade. In The Indefinite World. But
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Ride the apocalypse. Coming through the city side. Fallen angel no need to hide. All bodies collide and fate decides. Where vengeance hits. Where our love will fit. . I can't find your face
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rise. Foolish pride. We wait Off the trail. We eat our tails. I can't fail. I wait. And wait I hear the warnings on the wing. I don't believe in anything. I hear the voices rise and sing. But I
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rise. Foolish pride. We wait Off the trail. We eat our tails. I can't fail. I wait. And wait I hear the warnings on the wing. I don't believe in anything. I hear the voices rise and sing. But I
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Are you asleep?. Are you in a dream?. The copper shades of a morning. Distant lights beckon and fade. Unwritten songs of another day. . I fear that you would never be. Every song in the world
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. We're coming to the edge,. Running on the water,. Coming through the fog,. Your sons and daughters. We the great and small. Stand on a star. And blaze a trail of desire. Through the dark'ning dawn. It's
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Along the trail you'll find me lopin'. Where the spaces are wide open,. In the land of the old A. E. C. (yea-hah!). Where the scenery's attractive,. And the air is radioactive,. Oh, the wild
