Speaking in Lyrics
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After all it was a great big world
With lots of places to run to
And if she had to die tryin'
She had one little promise she was gonna keep
With lots of places to run to
And if she had to die tryin'
She had one little promise she was gonna keep
If you don't run you rust
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There's things more important and I'm holding proof
The sooner we put those assholes in the grave&piss on the dirt above it, the better off we'll be
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Now they sitting on a time bomb
Now I know the time has come
What goes on up is coming on down
Goes around and comes around
So much trouble in the world
So much trouble in the world
So much trouble in the world
Now I know the time has come
What goes on up is coming on down
Goes around and comes around
So much trouble in the world
So much trouble in the world
So much trouble in the world
I keep it all together for the sake of the kids.
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Hush, yeah, what's that sound?
Everybody look what's going round
Everybody look what's going round
And I knew when I woke up Rock N Roll would be here forever
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Conditions create a villain, the villain is given vision
The vision becomes a vow to seek vengeance on all the vicious
The vision becomes a vow to seek vengeance on all the vicious
I keep it all together for the sake of the kids.
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You know we got to sit around at home
And watch this thing begin
But I bet there won't be many live
To see it really end
'Cause the fire in the street
Ain't like the fire in the heart
And in the eyes of all these people
Don't you know that this could start
On any street in any town
In any state if any clown
Decides that now's the time to fight
For some ideal he thinks is right
And if a million more agree
There ain't no Great Society
As it applies to you and me
Our country isn't free
And the law refuses to see
If all that you can ever be
Is just a lousy janitor
Unless your uncle owns a store
You know that five in every four
Just won't amount to nothin' more
Gonna watch the rats go across the floor
And make up songs about being poor
Blow your harmonica, son!
And watch this thing begin
But I bet there won't be many live
To see it really end
'Cause the fire in the street
Ain't like the fire in the heart
And in the eyes of all these people
Don't you know that this could start
On any street in any town
In any state if any clown
Decides that now's the time to fight
For some ideal he thinks is right
And if a million more agree
There ain't no Great Society
As it applies to you and me
Our country isn't free
And the law refuses to see
If all that you can ever be
Is just a lousy janitor
Unless your uncle owns a store
You know that five in every four
Just won't amount to nothin' more
Gonna watch the rats go across the floor
And make up songs about being poor
Blow your harmonica, son!
The sooner we put those assholes in the grave&piss on the dirt above it, the better off we'll be
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I am lost in my own home
And I knew when I woke up Rock N Roll would be here forever
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It's a good thing I was born Gemini, because I'm living for more than one man.
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America, America
You give me nightmares
You give me nightmares
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She was the wildest thing I'd ever seen
The way she pointed that shotgun at me
The way she pointed that shotgun at me
If you don't run you rust
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I come in from Memphis
where I learned to talk the jive
When I get back to Memphis
be one less man alive
Good Mornin Mr. Benson
I see you're doin well
If I had me a shotgun
I'd blow you straight to Hell
yeah, I know it's not a shotgun
where I learned to talk the jive
When I get back to Memphis
be one less man alive
Good Mornin Mr. Benson
I see you're doin well
If I had me a shotgun
I'd blow you straight to Hell
yeah, I know it's not a shotgun
Son, this ain't a dream no more, it's the real thing
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I've tried to make friends here, but it's hard.
The man who shot you in the head
In that Burger King in Tucson
Well, he never will be punished you know
He will move to Big Pine, California
Become the richest man in Mono County
While that may not be much, it's enough
When he dies
Sixty-five years from today
With his loved ones all around him
He'll be whisked right up to heaven
He won't pass go or have to wait
He'll just march right through the God-damned gate
Why
you may ask yourself why
For thousands and thousands of years
I have asked myself why
The man who shot you in the head
In that Burger King in Tucson
Well, he never will be punished you know
He will move to Big Pine, California
Become the richest man in Mono County
While that may not be much, it's enough
When he dies
Sixty-five years from today
With his loved ones all around him
He'll be whisked right up to heaven
He won't pass go or have to wait
He'll just march right through the God-damned gate
Why
you may ask yourself why
For thousands and thousands of years
I have asked myself why
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Well, I've been bitched out by the best and the worst of them
From rich men in mansions to Burger King managers
From rich men in mansions to Burger King managers
Let the outside air in
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Yeah, you got to mix it child
You got to fix it must be love
It's a bitch
You got to fix it must be love
It's a bitch
Kick out the jams motherfuckers.
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Don't you know I am an animal?
Don't you know I can't stand up steady?
You can't show me any kind of hell
That I don't know already.
Hand in hand.
No, don't ask me to apologize.
I won't ask you to forgive me.
If I'm gonna go down,
You're gonna come with me.
Hand in hand, hand in hand, hand in hand.
Don't you know I can't stand up steady?
You can't show me any kind of hell
That I don't know already.
Hand in hand.
No, don't ask me to apologize.
I won't ask you to forgive me.
If I'm gonna go down,
You're gonna come with me.
Hand in hand, hand in hand, hand in hand.
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Put your hand in the hand of the man who stilled the waters
Put your hand in the hand of the man who calmed the sea
Take a look at yourself and you can look at the others differently
By puttin' your hand in the hand of the man from Galilee
Put your hand in the hand of the man who calmed the sea
Take a look at yourself and you can look at the others differently
By puttin' your hand in the hand of the man from Galilee
Son, this ain't a dream no more, it's the real thing
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How much do I know to talk out of turn?
You might say that I’m young, you might say I’m unlearned.
But there’s one thing I know, though I’m younger than you:
Even Jesus would never forgive what you do
You might say that I’m young, you might say I’m unlearned.
But there’s one thing I know, though I’m younger than you:
Even Jesus would never forgive what you do
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I'm tired
I'm tired
tired of waitin' around
waitin' around
waitin' around
for the pickle down
pickle down
pickle down
pickle down
I'm tired
tired of waitin' around
waitin' around
waitin' around
for the pickle down
pickle down
pickle down
pickle down
Kick out the jams motherfuckers.
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I don't want a pickle
I just wanna ride on my motor-sickle
And I don't want a tickle
I'd rather ride on my motor-sickle
And I don't wanna die
I just wanna ride on my motorcy-
cle
I just wanna ride on my motor-sickle
And I don't want a tickle
I'd rather ride on my motor-sickle
And I don't wanna die
I just wanna ride on my motorcy-
cle
Let the outside air in
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I'd rather be on my Triumph 73.
Don't hurt people, and don't take their stuff.
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I'm half way to misery
Some say when you go half way there's still plenty of time to return
And I'm half way to heaven here
Some may say when you go half way you only have half way to go
Some say when you go half way there's still plenty of time to return
And I'm half way to heaven here
Some may say when you go half way you only have half way to go
And I knew when I woke up Rock N Roll would be here forever
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the sun reflected in the back of my eye
I knocked my head against the sky
the dragonflies are busy buzzing me
seahorses if we were in the sea
halfway from coal, halfway to diamond.
my fall knocked a mean chip out of me
I knocked my head against the sky
the dragonflies are busy buzzing me
seahorses if we were in the sea
halfway from coal, halfway to diamond.
my fall knocked a mean chip out of me
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Can you feel the wind of Venus on your skin?
Can you taste the crush of a sunset's dying blush?
Stars will always hang in summer's bleeding veins
Can you feel the rings of Saturn on your finger?
Can you taste the ghosts who shed their creaking hosts?
But seas forever boil, trees will turn to soil
Stars will always hang in summer's bleeding veins
But seas forever boil, trees will turn to soil
Can you taste the crush of a sunset's dying blush?
Stars will always hang in summer's bleeding veins
Can you feel the rings of Saturn on your finger?
Can you taste the ghosts who shed their creaking hosts?
But seas forever boil, trees will turn to soil
Stars will always hang in summer's bleeding veins
But seas forever boil, trees will turn to soil
E quindi uscimmo a riveder le stelle.
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I'm gonna leave some songs, some bones, and a pocketful of change
And I might not say goodbye
And if I leave home on that midnight train
Just think of me and smile
And I might not say goodbye
And if I leave home on that midnight train
Just think of me and smile
And I knew when I woke up Rock N Roll would be here forever
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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 burning diesel burning dinosaur bones
I'll take the river down to still water and ride a pack of dogs
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I went down to the river and I looked around
There was a half-smoked Lucky and a bottle of Jack
There was blood on the rocks, blood on the ground
And headin' for the bushes was the red dog tracks
There was a half-smoked Lucky and a bottle of Jack
There was blood on the rocks, blood on the ground
And headin' for the bushes was the red dog tracks
Don't hurt people, and don't take their stuff.
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I was thinking of things I’d do if I had the time
Until my fingers smell like pussy and Lucky Strikes
Why don’t you call me when the crisis subsides
‘Cause you know I can’t resist making an old man smile
Until my fingers smell like pussy and Lucky Strikes
Why don’t you call me when the crisis subsides
‘Cause you know I can’t resist making an old man smile
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We're setting sail to the place on the map
From which no one has ever returned
Drawn by the promise of the joker and the fool
By the light of the crosses that burned
Drawn by the promise of the women and the lace
And the gold and the cotton and pearls
It's the place where they keep all the darkness you need
You sail away from the light of the world on this trip, baby
You will pay tomorrow
You're gonna pay tomorrow
You will pay tomorrow
Oh, oh, oh
Save me, save me from tomorrow
I don't want to sail with this ship of fools, no, no
Oh, save me, save me from tomorrow
I don't want to sail with this ship of fools, no, no
I want to run and hide right now
From which no one has ever returned
Drawn by the promise of the joker and the fool
By the light of the crosses that burned
Drawn by the promise of the women and the lace
And the gold and the cotton and pearls
It's the place where they keep all the darkness you need
You sail away from the light of the world on this trip, baby
You will pay tomorrow
You're gonna pay tomorrow
You will pay tomorrow
Oh, oh, oh
Save me, save me from tomorrow
I don't want to sail with this ship of fools, no, no
Oh, save me, save me from tomorrow
I don't want to sail with this ship of fools, no, no
I want to run and hide right now
I keep it all together for the sake of the kids.
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I had a dream - I don’t know what it meant,
But I dreamed Donald Trump was our president.
There on election night, right by his side -
His flunky Chris Christie, along for the ride.
But it gets worse - just wait, there’s more -
He made Jeff Sessions Secretary of War,
And, just like he promised, he built him that wall.
He blew up Cuba and he carpet bombed Montreal.
I had a dream - I woke up in a cold sweat -
The Donald was elected in a huge upset.
He made a bad deal with Putin, a secret pact with Assad.
He told the pope where to go - I swear to God.
As for the Supreme Court, he got to choose -
He filled the vacancy up with lyin’ Ted Cruz.
His face was bright orange, and his hair was just weird,
But we were made great again, embarrassed and feared.
Yeah, I had a dream, and here’s how it went -
I dreamed that the Trumpster was the president.
His little finger on the button, he was doin’ his thing -
Our new national anthem was “My Ding-a-ling.”
We were bought and sold, like in Monopoly -
He had the most hotels in the land of the free,
Locked up the opposition, and the demonstrators, too -
That would be me, and it might be you.
I had a dream - I’m not sure what it meant
When i dreamed Donald Trump was our president.
And it wasn’t even close - he won it in a landslide.
Our new hot First Lady - she was beaming with pride.
If you think that’s cool, don’t fool yourself -
He made Ben Carson Secretary of Health,
And Sarah Palin Secretary of Stealth,
And If you think that’s scary, well just you wait -
He made Newt Gingrich the Secretary of State,
And Rush Limbaugh the Secretary of Hate!
Dreams come true, and there’s prophesy,
And sometimes a nightmare is a reality.
But I dreamed Donald Trump was our president.
There on election night, right by his side -
His flunky Chris Christie, along for the ride.
But it gets worse - just wait, there’s more -
He made Jeff Sessions Secretary of War,
And, just like he promised, he built him that wall.
He blew up Cuba and he carpet bombed Montreal.
I had a dream - I woke up in a cold sweat -
The Donald was elected in a huge upset.
He made a bad deal with Putin, a secret pact with Assad.
He told the pope where to go - I swear to God.
As for the Supreme Court, he got to choose -
He filled the vacancy up with lyin’ Ted Cruz.
His face was bright orange, and his hair was just weird,
But we were made great again, embarrassed and feared.
Yeah, I had a dream, and here’s how it went -
I dreamed that the Trumpster was the president.
His little finger on the button, he was doin’ his thing -
Our new national anthem was “My Ding-a-ling.”
We were bought and sold, like in Monopoly -
He had the most hotels in the land of the free,
Locked up the opposition, and the demonstrators, too -
That would be me, and it might be you.
I had a dream - I’m not sure what it meant
When i dreamed Donald Trump was our president.
And it wasn’t even close - he won it in a landslide.
Our new hot First Lady - she was beaming with pride.
If you think that’s cool, don’t fool yourself -
He made Ben Carson Secretary of Health,
And Sarah Palin Secretary of Stealth,
And If you think that’s scary, well just you wait -
He made Newt Gingrich the Secretary of State,
And Rush Limbaugh the Secretary of Hate!
Dreams come true, and there’s prophesy,
And sometimes a nightmare is a reality.
“Excited people get on daddy’s nerves.” - M. Cooley