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Song The Golden Age of Rock 'n' Roll - Mott The Hoople. Everybody hazy shell-shocked and crazy . Screaming for the face at the window. Jeans for the genies dresses for the dreamies. Fighting for a
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Bài hát The Golden Age - Woodkid. Walking through the fields of gold. In the distance, bombs can fall. Boy we're running free. Facing light in the flow. And in the cherry trees. We're hiding from the
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through the ceiling soon. The window sees trees cry from cold. And claw the moon But we know don't we. And we'll dream won't we. Of Montague Terrace in blue The girl across the hall makes love. Her
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through the ceiling soon. The window sees trees cry from cold. And claw the moon But we know don't we. And we'll dream won't we. Of Montague Terrace in blue The girl across the hall makes love. Her
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the story. I just hope my feet are clean enough. To walk upon the golden streets of glory Green meadows where the little children play. No sorrow there, just one long happy day. And none will litter
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the story. I just hope my feet are clean enough. To walk upon the golden streets of glory Green meadows where the little children play. No sorrow there, just one long happy day. And none will litter
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the story. I just hope my feet are clean enough. To walk upon the golden streets of glory Green meadows where the little children play. No sorrow there, just one long happy day. And none will litter
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I play a game 'til I'm dead. Or on a magazine. I wanna look like I'm dead. Dancing on a string. I eat the food when it's there. Make a mess of things. Get that look everywhere. But keep that
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at tonight?". Got no alibi, I was all alone. With the love of my life. She's got glitter for skin. My radiant beam in the night. I don't need no light to see you. Shine. It's your golden hour. You slow
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victim. Has come to a glittering end. If you want to get rid of someone. The man with the golden gun Will get it done. He'll shoot anyone. With his golden gun
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Wanna show you something like the joy inside my heart. Seems I've been living in the temple of the dog. Where would I live, if I were a man of golden words?. Or would I live at all? Words and
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Wanna show you something like the joy inside my heart. Seems I've been living in the temple of the dog. Where would I live, if I were a man of golden words?. Or would I live at all? Words and
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, Guadalajara. Where mighty condors fly, in the valley. Where the silence calls, Guadalajara. In the golden sun, of Jimenez. . With a broken voice and weary eyes. He turned the pages of, the diary of his
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Light touched my hands in a dream of golden skans. From now on, you can forget all future plans. Night touched my hands with the turning, golden skans. From the night to the light, all plans are
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. . Love is reaches through the darkness. Loves the king of golden rules. Bombs are falling as we're dancing. To this man made sonic boom. Love is reaches through the darkness. Loves the king of golden
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word Reich, say what you like. . We're the low Art Gloominati, and we aim to depress. The scabaret sacrilegends. This is the Golden Age of Grotesque. . We're the low Art Gloominati, and we aim to
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I'm drunk, can't see my glass. Not worried, chair dancing man Tossed out of the golden playpen. Beating the drum of pain and pleasure You see the street ahead. Just keep walking down it, look
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away A touch of rain and sunshine made the flower grow. Into a lovely smile that's blooming. And it's so clear to me that you're my dream come true. There is no way that I'll be losing And golden lady
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. I've been fooled too many times. Always hearing little black and white lies. I've had enough, end of the line. I told myself that I would get it right this time. Then you walk in through the door
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. Gonna board the Golden Rocket and leave this town. guitar . Well hear her thunder on through the night this Golden Rocket is doin' me right. And that sunny southland sure is a part of me. From your
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Bài hát Golden Days - Panic! at the Disco. I found a pile of Polaroids. In the crates of a record shop. They were sexy, sexy looking back. From a night that time forgot. Boy he was something debonair
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Put your hands on the wheel. Let the golden age begin. Let the window down. Feel the moonlight on your skin. Let the desert wind. Cool your aching head. Let the weight of the world. Drift away
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In the golden garden Bird of Peace. Stands the silver girl the Wild Jewels niece. Paints in pretty colors Children's drawings on the wall. Look of doubt I cast you out begone your ragged call
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(T. James/Chimes). I'm on a helicopter ride through Vietnam. I'm the Leicester Square. kid I'm superman. I'm putting weight for the Oscar. Man gonna. get through anyway I can. Everywhere
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Time's fine. Six o'clock and go. Now I feel alone and lucky. Get my car and drive into the fields. Where I have to work to get my money. Listen, listen oh listen. It's the sound of the
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icy rim. Behind your golden eyelids. Are drops of your hair. Oh, but your tears. That your cancer’s fade. On the source of it. On your voice sings rain. My twins were born. Far too early. Called out and
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. We were staying in Paris. To get away from your parents. You look so proud. Standing there with a frown and a cigarette. Posting pictures of yourself on the internet. Out on the terrace. We breathe in
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away. 'Cause no one listened yesterday, yesterday Now I see we're at the point of return. At the point of return. You know, it takes a while but I guess I can learn. Ooh, baby, I want to learn
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. Loving you's the antidote. Golden. You're so golden. I don't wanna be alone. You're so golden. You're so golden. I'm out of my head. And I know that you're scared. Because hearts get broken. I know that
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Bài hát Golden - Lady Antebellum. The sunset falls in Wichita, yellow dances through the blue. Wheat fields catch a glimpse of heaven, makes me think of you. And even when you're miles away,. You're
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ti. ar. al. How cruel is the golden rule,. When the lives we lived are only golden plated. And I knew that the lights of the city were too heavy for me,. Though I carried carats for everyone to see
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with battle orders writ in red. In five long years of bullets and shells, we left ten million dead. The few returned to old Piccadilly. We limped around Leicester Square. The world was busy
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gray, mmm. Chorus. We had our golden hour. Golden hour. Like diamonds on your face. Watchin' the sun go down on this hour. Golden hour. Golden hour. The best part of my day. Was watchin' the sun go down
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I wanna sing the song you wrote for me. We had it on repeat it was golden. . But now you're gone. It feels so wrong, the melody. Changed so much since I heard it first, . None of the words
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I wanna sing the song you wrote for me. We had it on repeat it was golden. . But now you're gone. It feels so wrong, the melody. Changed so much since I heard it first, . None of the words
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Golden rule,. That applies to you. A zero sum,. Puzzle of our love. Even just to say the name was bitter on the tongue,. Well the boy sailed off to riches and the girl sailed off with none
