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You're dead - we don't have to take any notice of you.
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Alive in song. :)
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Just one song!
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There are people that will investigate you
They'll insinuate, intimidate and complicate you Don't ever wait or hesitate to state the fate that awaits those who Try to shake or take you Don't let them break you You can do anything you want to do It's not wrong what I sing it's true You can do anything you want to do Do what you want to People that despise you will analyse then criticise you They'll scandalise and tell lies until they realize You are somebody they should have apologised to Don't let these people compromise you Be wise too You can do anything you want to do It's not wrong what I sing it's true You can do anything you want to do Do what you want to Hey you you're not their puppet on a string You can do everything It's true if you really want to You can do anything you want Just like I do You can do anything you want to do It's not wrong when I sing it's true You can do anything you want to do Do what you want Hey you No can do Hey you Yes you Elvis is dead The king of Rock'n Roll is dead Elvis is dead |
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Don't believe me if I tell you. Not a word of this is true.
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Down from the glen came the marching men, with their shields and their swords.
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brown girl in the ring tra la la
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Don't ruin it Arthur :(
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I've been messing with the heavy stuff
For a time I couldn't get enough But I'm waking up and it's wearing off Junk don't take you far |
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You know some people are out there saying,
Time has it's way of healing, It can dry all the tears from your eyes... |
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Jug, not McAlpines' men?
I tried to find her cause I can't resist her I never knew just how much I missed her |
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A winter's day
In a deep and dark December; I am alone, Gazing from my window to the streets below On a freshly fallen silent shroud of snow. I am a rock, I am an island. Don't talk of love, But I've heard the words before; It's sleeping in my memory. I won't disturb the slumber of feelings that have died. If I never loved I never would have cried. I am a rock, I am an island. --Simon And Garfunkel |