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Song Rusty Halo - The Script. It's been a long time coming. It's been a long time coming. It's been a long time coming. But You Know you had it coming. Know you had it coming (coming
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Rusty green summers almost gone. I see winds clouding up the sun. And I cant find my way. Everythings gray Rusty green eyes on my mind. Memories someplace out of time. All the things we would do
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Hey rusty. `s a long time. Remember. `s like yesterday. Stealing cigarettes. And laughing as they chased us. Down the boulevards. Then I got a job. White collar. Turn coat. You just spun
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take the river down to still waters. And ride a pack of dogs I'm gonna break. I'm gonna break my. I'm gonna break my rusty cage and run I'm gonna break. I'm gonna break my. I'm gonna break my rusty
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take the river down to still waters. And ride a pack of dogs I'm gonna break. I'm gonna break my. I'm gonna break my rusty cage and run I'm gonna break. I'm gonna break my. I'm gonna break my rusty
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take the river down to still waters. And ride a pack of dogs I'm gonna break. I'm gonna break my. I'm gonna break my rusty cage and run I'm gonna break. I'm gonna break my. I'm gonna break my rusty
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God save the *** Pistols, they're a bunch of wholesome blokes. They just like wearing filthy clothes and swapping filthy jokes. God save television, keep the programs pure. God save William Grundy
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Show me a house with a yard full o' rusty cars. and you know there'll be a coffee perkin' on a rusty stove. and you walk right in, sit down and feel right at home. in the kitchen of the house of
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rusty cage and run. . Too cold to start a fire. I'm burning diesel, burning dinosaur bones. I'll take the river down to still water. And ride a pack of dogs. . I'm gonna break. I'm gonna break my
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rusty cage and run. . Too cold to start a fire. I'm burning diesel, burning dinosaur bones. I'll take the river down to still water. And ride a pack of dogs. . I'm gonna break. I'm gonna break my
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at me. Me looking at you. We could've have it all, a world of our own. I never thought we could be pistols at dawn! I was the emperor and you own the sun. Invincible, I can't believe what we've
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Song Rusty Halo - The Script. It's been a long time coming. It's been a long time coming. It's been a long time coming. But You Know you had it coming. Know you had it coming (coming
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Ahoy, scurvies!. Incomprehensible It was on the good ship Venus. By Christ, ya shoulda seen us. The figurehead was a * in bed. And the mast, a mammoth penis The Captain of this lugger. He
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One, two, three o'clock, four o'clock rock. Five, six, seven o'clock, eight o'clock rock. Nine, ten, eleven o'clock, twelve o'clock rock. We're gonna rock around the clock tonight Put your glad
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Right now ha, ha, ha, ha, ha. I am an anti-Christ. I am an anarchist,. Don't know what I want. But I know how to get it. I want to destroy the passerby 'Cause I want to be anarchy,. No dogs
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God save the Queen. The fascist regime,. They made you a moron. A potential H-bomb God save the Queen. She ain't no human being. There is no future. And England's dreaming Don't be told what
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bones. I'll take the river down to still water. And ride a pack of dogs. . But I'm gonna break. I'm gonna break my. I'm gonna break my rusty cage and run. Yeah I'm gonna break my. I'm gonna break
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. . Now I'm looking up the bible tryna find a loophole,. Yeah I'm living for revival dying for a new soul,. Now there's no light to guide me on my. Way home,. Now there's no time to shine my Rusty Halo
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, fat rusty dusty. Dont you hear me woman, get up, get up, get up, get up, woman. Get up off your big, fat rusty dusty. Get up mama, before it gets too rusty Now you got the very best, the best of
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God save the *** Pistols, they're a bunch of wholesome blokes. They just like wearing filthy clothes and swapping filthy jokes. God save television, keep the programs pure. God save William Grundy
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cage and run. Yeah, I'm gonna break, I'm gonna break my. I'm gonna break my rusty cage and run Too cold to start a fire. I'm burning diesel burning dinosaur bones. I'll take the river down to still
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You think we look pretty good together. You think my shoes are made of leather But I'm a substitute for another guy. I look pretty tall but my heels are high. The simple things you see are all
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I wanna be. Don't come to me if you need pity. Are you lonely you got no one. You get your body in suspension. That's no problem, problem. Problem, the problem is you Eat your heart out on a
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take the river down to still waters. And ride a pack of dogs I'm gonna break. I'm gonna break my. I'm gonna break my rusty cage and run I'm gonna break. I'm gonna break my. I'm gonna break my rusty
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She was a girl from Birmingham. She just had an abortion. She was a case of insanity. Her name was Pauline she lived in a tree She was a no-one who killed her baby. She sent her letters from the
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I'm the smoke behind the screen, astronaut in the limozine. Now picture us amphetamines, a taxidermy in the magazine. The mutiny amongst the fees, all the cards hiding up my sleeves. Bandages, a
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I'm the smoke behind the screen, astronaut in the limozine. Now picture us amphetamines, a taxidermy in the magazine. The mutiny amongst the fees, all the cards hiding up my sleeves. Bandages, a
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I'm the smoke behind the screen, astronaut in the limozine. Now picture us amphetamines, a taxidermy in the magazine. The mutiny amongst the fees, all the cards hiding up my sleeves. Bandages, a
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. Then we'll laugh together. Like the old days The rusty guitar, it's sound filled the air. Out of tune choruses that didn't sound quite there. How about the joker?. He got his laugh and then he said
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he'd go Well now that papa's gone away it's hanging by the flue. The top of it's rusted and the strings are rusty too. It won't ever sound the way that it did when it was new. When papa played the
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he'd go Well now that papa's gone away it's hanging by the flue. The top of it's rusted and the strings are rusty too. It won't ever sound the way that it did when it was new. When papa played the
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gumbo pan. I drank the blood, drank the blood from a rusty can. Turned me into the Honga man. I'm the lover of the bayou
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. . But papa played the dobro this a way and he'd go . . dobro . . Well now that papa's gone away it's hanging by the flue . . The top of it's rusted and the strings're rusty too . . It won't ever
