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Chillin'
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Hope You're Having A Good Day Today
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IT''S MUSICHICS BIRTHDAY
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Happy Birthday Carol
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Topic:
Songs You Like (Lyrics)
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One Horse Town
Yeah you're burning Oh you're burning My ears with your travelling tales But my in laws; oh baby my in laws Well they're trying to tie a young man down Well I never should have settled down Hanging around in a one horse town And ever started sleeping around But this feeling That I'm feeling Well you're praying on a tender heart So this evening Oh baby I'm leaving On a one way ticket tonight Well I never should have settled down Hanging around in a one horse town And ever started sleeping around Though my friends said don't go settle down Hanging around in a one horse town And ever started sleeping around Guess I never should have settled down You see hanging around in a one horse town Does nothing for your state of mind |
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Songs You Like (Lyrics)
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I Think About You
I oughta be workin' - but I can't concentrate I oughta be sleepin' - 'steada stayin' up late When I oughta be doing all the things I should do I think about you I oughta be writin' - but I can't find the song Just sittin' here driftin' - driftin' along There's only one thing that I wanna do And that's think about you I think about you - I can't get no rest I think about you - there ain't no one else It's all I can do - I can't help myself Ya - I think about you I could go cruisin' - but I've had enough I could go drinkin' - but I can't stand the stuff It just don't do me like it used ta do I'd rather think about you I think about you - I can't get no rest I think about you - there ain't no one else It's all I can do - I can't help myself Ya - I think about you |
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Damn ...
Te extraño Baby 
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Songs You Like (Lyrics)
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I Want You
Anytime I need to see your face I just close my eyes And I am taken to a place where your crystal mind and Magenta feelings take up shelter in the base of my spine Sweet like a chic-a-cherry cola I don't need to try to explain; I just hold on tight And If it happens again, I might move so slightly To the arms and the lips and the face of the human cannonball That I need to, I want to Come Stand a little bit closer Breathe in and get a bit higher You'll never know what hit you When I get to you Ooh, I want you I don't know if I need you But, ooh, I'd die to find out Ooh, I want you I don't know if I need you But, ooh I'd die to find out I'm the kind of person who endorses a deep commitment Getting comfy getting perfect is what I live for But a look, and then a smell of perfume It's like I'm down on the floor And I Don't know what I'm in for Conversation has a time and place In the interaction of a lover and a mate, But the time of talking, using symbols, using words Can be likened to a deep sea diver who is swimming with a raincoat Come stand a little bit closer Breathe in and get a bit higher You'll never know what hit you When I get to you Ooh, I want you I don't know if I need you But, ooh, I'd die to find out Ooh, I want you I don't know if I need you But, ooh I'd die to find out Anytime I need to see your face I just close my eyes And I am taken to a place where your crystal mind and Magenta feelings take up shelter in the base of my spine Sweet like a chic-a-cherry cola I don't need to try to explain; I just hold on tight And If it happens again, I might move so slightly To the arms and the lips and the face of the human cannonball That I need to, I want to Ooh, I want you I don't know if I need you But, ooh, I'd die to find out Ooh, I want you I don't know if I need you But, ooh I'd die to find out So can we find out? Ooh, I want you I don't know if I need you But, ooh, I'd die to find out Ooh, I want you I don't know if I need you But, ooh I'd die to find out Ooh, I want you I don't know if I need you But, ooh, I'd die to find out (I'd die to find out) Ooh, I want you I don't know if I need you (ooh can we find out) But, ooh I'd die to find out 
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Songs You Like (Lyrics)
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Adam's Song
I never thought I'd die alone I laughed the loudest who'd have known I traced the cord back to the wall No wonder it was never plugged in at all I took my time, I hurried up The choice was mine, I didn't think enough I'm too depressed, to go on you'll be sorry when I'm gone I never conquered, rarely came 16 just held such better days Days when I still felt alive We couldn't wait to get outside The world was wide, too late to try The tour was over we'd survived I couldn't wait till I got home To pass the time in my room alone I never thought I'd die alone Another six months I'll be unknown Give all my things to all my friends You'll never step foot in my room again You'll close it off, board it up Remember the time that I spilled the cup Of apple juice in the hall please tell mom this is not her fault I never conquered, rarely came 16 just held such better days Days when I still felt alive We couldn't wait to get outside The world was wide, too late to try The tour was over but we'd survived I couldn't wait till I got home To pass the time in my room alone I never conquered, rarely came Tomorrow holds such better days Days when I could still feel alive When I can't wait to get outside The world is wide, the time goes by The tour is over I survived And I can't wait till I get home To pass the time in my room alone |
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Songs You Like (Lyrics)
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Jesus Of Suburbia
[Part I - Jesus Of Suburbia] I'm the son of rage and love The Jesus of suburbia From the bible of none of the above On a steady diet of Soda pop and Ritalin No one ever died for my sins in hell As far as I can tell At least the ones I gotten away with And there's nothing wrong with me This is how I'm supposed to be In a land of make believe That don't believe in me Get my television fix sitting on my crucifix The living room on my private womb While the moms and brads are away To fall in love and fall in debt To alcohol and cigarettes And Mary Jane To keep me insane Doing someone else's cocaine And there's nothing wrong with me This is how I'm supposed to be In a land of make believe That don't believe in me [Part II: City Of The Damned] At the center of the Earth In the parking lot At the 7-11 were I was taught The motto was just a lie It says home is where your heart is But what a shame Cause everyone's heart Doesn't beat the same It's beating out of time City of the dead At the end of another lost highway Signs misleading to nowhere City of the damned Lost children with dirty faces today No one really seems to care I read the graffiti In the bathroom stall Like the holy scriptures in a shopping mall And so it seemed to confess It didn't say much But it only confirmed that The center of the earth Is the end of the world And I could really care less City of the dead At the end of another lost highway Signs misleading to nowhere City of the damned Lost children with dirty faces today No-one really seems to care HEY! [Part III: I Don't Care] I don't care if you don't I don't care if you don't I don't care if you don't care I don't care if you don't I don't care if you don't I don't care if you don't care I don't care if you don't I don't care if you don't I don't care if you don't care I don't care if you don't I don't care if you don't I don't care if you don't care I don't careeeeeeeee Everyone is so full of **** Born and raised by hypocrites Hearts recycled but never saved From the cradle to the grave We are the kids of the war and peace From Anaheim to the Middle East We are the stories and disciples of The Jesus of Suburbia Land of make believe And it don't believe in me Land of make believe And it don't believe And I don't care! I don't care! I don't care! I don't care! I don't care! [Part IV: Dearly Beloved] Dearly beloved are you listening? I can't remember a word that you were saying Are we demented or am I disturbed? The space that's in between insane and insecure (Ooooo) Oh therapy, can you please fill the void? Am I retarded or am I just overjoyed Nobody's perfect and I stand accused For lack of a better word, and that's my best excuse [Part V: Tales Of Another Broken Home] To live and not to breathe Is to die in tragedy To run, to run away To find what to believe And I leave behind This hurricane of ****ing lies I lost my faith to this This town that don't exist So I run I run away To the light of masochist And I leave behind This hurricane of ****ing lies And I walked this line A million and one ****ing times But not this time I don't feel any shame I won't apologize When there ain't nowhere you can go Running away from pain When you've been victimized Tales from another broken home You're leaving... You're leaving... You're leaving... Ah you're leaving home... |
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Songs You Like (Lyrics)
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Come Original
You got to You got to Come original you got to come original All entertainers come original You got to come original you got to come original All entertainers Hear why To come original it ain’t nothin' strange You got to represent you got come full range Full range of emotion full range of styles When you come to town you'll have them comin' for miles Come original you got to come original All entertainers come original You got to come original you got to come original All entertainers Hear why Black Eyed Peas they comin' full range and NOFX they comin' full range and Roni Size he comin' full range The one Mr. Vegas you know it ain’t easy A warning to the crews out there who think they’re hot If you’re not original rockers you will get shot Down by the kids neglectin’ your art, the stuff you did Eventually it get so bad puts you to bed Cuz when the lightning flashes sweet electricity All the world then stands revealed with the clarity Of raw voltage, briefly we see and the hope is You’ll be able to tell just what dope is Come original you got to come original All entertainers come original You got to come original you got to come original All entertainers Hear why Funk slap bass mixed with the dancehall and Hip-hop beats and punk guitar and Deadly on the mic is the one SA The name is 311 and you know it ain’t easy This is not a test there’s no time to mope How you gonna cope with radioactive isotope And boss dj illness upon you now quickly Infecting you fast upon the airwaves This message brought to you by the so large system Activate and attune yourself with meditation And green plants they’ve got mad life they’re sentient They’re beautiful as you and they like to dance Everything we do we gotta come original Put your hand up in the air and prepare for battle Sit upon the rhythm like a tire upon a rim We do it non-stop and then we do it again Some a them whine and some a them ***** They can not do it never switch Comin' up from the heart and Delivered with a wild pitch Sit up on top the rhythm like a wild stallion This is the ruling system Come original you got to come original All entertainers come original You got to come original you got to come original All entertainers come original You got to come original you got to come original All entertainers come original You got to come original you got to come original All entertainers Come original |
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Songs You Like (Lyrics)
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 I'm Gonna Be (500 Miles) When I wake up, well I know I'm gonna be, I'm gonna be the man who wakes up next to you When I go out, yeah I know I'm gonna be I'm gonna be the man who goes along with you If I get drunk, well I know I'm gonna be I'm gonna be the man who gets drunk next to you And if I haver, hey I know I'm gonna be I'm gonna be the man who's havering to you But I would walk 500 miles And I would walk 500 more Just to be the man who walked a thousand miles To fall down at your door When I'm working, yes I know I'm gonna be I'm gonna be the man who's working hard for you And when the money, comes in for the work I do I'll pass almost every penny on to you When I come home(When I come home), well I know I'm gonna be I'm gonna be the man who comes back home to you And if I grow old, well I know I'm gonna be I'm gonna be the man who's growing old with you But I would walk 500 miles And I would walk 500 more Just to be the man who walked a thousand miles To fall down at your door fa la la fa la la Da Da Da Dun Diddle Un Diddle Un Diddle Uh Da Da fa la la fa la la Da Da Da Dun Diddle Un Diddle Un Diddle Uh Da Da When I'm lonely, well I know I'm gonna be I'm gonna be the man who's lonely without you And when I'm dreaming, well I know I'm gonna dream I'm gonna Dream about the time when I'm with you When I go out(When I go out), well I know I'm gonna be I'm gonna be the man who goes along with you And when I come home(When I come home), yes I know I'm gonna be I'm gonna be the man who comes back home with you I'm gonna be the man who's coming home with you But I would walk 500 miles And I would walk 500 more Just to be the man who walked a thousand miles To fall down at your door fa la la fa la la Da Da Da Dun Diddle Un Diddle Un Diddle Uh Da Da fa la la fa la la Da Da Da Dun Diddle Un Diddle Un Diddle Uh Da Da fa la la fa la la Da Da Da Dun Diddle Un Diddle Un Diddle Uh Da Da fa la la fa la la Da Da Da Dun Diddle Un Diddle Un Diddle Uh Da Da And I would walk 500 miles And I would walk 500 more Just to be the man who walked 1,000 miles To fall down at your door |
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I think it is
If parties are willing to compromised And if they're willing to take the challenge Not easy to do nor impossible
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Loved
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Topic:
DREAMS
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The Best Ones ...
The Ones About "HER" The Worst Ones ... I Don't Bother To Remember ... I'm Just Glad They're Over
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Sweet Dreams Amor Mio
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I Love You
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Topic:
Love your mom?
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Yes ... I did ,I do
And I will Always I Love You And Miss Mom
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I Miss You
I'll Be Thinking Of You
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Blue (I Miss Her)
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Songs You Like (Lyrics)
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"The Bag"
Endless evenings of non-exist Are getting shorter, monotonous Like an intruder, I belong outside Although I find myself right back The same place I was before Saying things I'd say once more There's no reason for me to be here, no I feel so lonesome, surrounded by friends Who are talking about me, saying things I could care less about This dialogue is without Worth, content, significance Conversational ambivalence Hear the same things every night, it just ain't right I'm not the one to hold the bag Give me something I can sink my teeth into Show me a time, tell me a story That I haven't heard a million times before I pass out from boredom As I watch the people pass I see moments in their lives, nothing fascinating Are we all living for the past, never realizing We're clinging to an empty bag Lacking content, significance Conversational ambivalence Say the same thing every night, it just ain't right We'll see who's left holding the bag |
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