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| Topic: 3 Things - part 2 | |
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She is like a hurricane.
There's calm in her eyes. ...and I'm getting blown away! |
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My closests are the most organized thing in my life.
Don't wait, just do. One more day, then 4 days off. |
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my my hey hey
Rock n Roll is here to stay It's better to burn out than to fade away |
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Once I thought I saw you in a crowded hazy bar
Or was it in a closet Slingin Ginseng? |
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Now yr underneath the stairs...and yr givin' back some glares
To the people that you met...and it's yr first cigarette... Oh to live on Sugar Mountain..... |
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It was a crowded hazy bar
You saw my brown eyes flash and there's calm in my eyes |
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What a Harvest!!
Gold! This Note's For You |
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Don't let it get you down...
It's only castles burning... Find someone who's turning...and you will turn around..... 
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Love is a rose, better not pick it
I wanna dance with you on that harvest moon I'll look for you if I'm ever back this way |
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Think I'll roll another number for the road...
Welfare mothers ain't better lovers... Sedan Delivery is I job I'll keep...sure was hard to find.... |
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We got a thousand points of light for the homeless man
A kinder and gentler machine gun hand and one more kids who'll never get to go to school, never get to fall in love, never get to be cool |
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it's only castles burning
my my hey hey don't let it get you down |
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All to live on sugar mountain
I've seen the needle and the damage done See the lonely boy out on the weekend? |
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I was lying in a burned out basement, with the full moon in my eyes...
Yr Cadillac has one wheel in the ditch...and another one on the ground... Flying mother natures silver seed...to a new home in the sun....
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Bruce Barry...
He was a workin' man... ...used to LOVE that Econo-line van..... |
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Open up the tired eyes
Cortez..what a killer Motorcycle mama won't ya lay your big spike down? |
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Whaddaya' mean he's got bullett holes in his mirror...
Please take my advice.... ...please take my advice....
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It's gonna take a lotta love to change the way things are
Were already one..only time can stand between us Comes a time when your drifting, comes a time when you settle down |
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bullet holes in my heart,
it's only castles burning my my hey hey |
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Here we are on the edge of a feather...expecting to fly...
Hello Mr. Soul...I stopped by to give you a reason... Can you tell by the empty quiver?...
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