Bad Religion - Automatic Man
everybody wants to dance in a playpen
but nobody wants to play in my garden
I see the hippies on an angry line
guess they don't get my meaning
I'm enchanted by the birds in my blossoms
Barbra Streisand - All I Ask Of You
No more talk of darkness,
Forget these wide-eyed fears.
I'm here, nothing can harm you
My words will warm and calm you.
Let me be your freedom,
Let daylight dry your tears.
I'm
Antiskeptic - As Yet Untitled
Sleeping restless, memories
from another time and place
too recent to disown.
A dream is slowly carried
for the peace of mind to play
and freedom to resolve.
Trying, aching, fadi
Amorphis - Alone
Tear dimmed remembrance
in the womb of time
breath upon me
possessed by the passion
fate will set you free
infertile
chaste be the precious
when flesh is an enemy
fair-weather
everybody wants to dance in a playpen
but nobody wants to play in my garden
I see the hippies on an angry line
guess they don't get my meaning
I'm enchanted by the birds in my blossoms
Barbra Streisand - All I Ask Of You
No more talk of darkness,
Forget these wide-eyed fears.
I'm here, nothing can harm you
My words will warm and calm you.
Let me be your freedom,
Let daylight dry your tears.
I'm
Antiskeptic - As Yet Untitled
Sleeping restless, memories
from another time and place
too recent to disown.
A dream is slowly carried
for the peace of mind to play
and freedom to resolve.
Trying, aching, fadi
Amorphis - Alone
Tear dimmed remembrance
in the womb of time
breath upon me
possessed by the passion
fate will set you free
infertile
chaste be the precious
when flesh is an enemy
fair-weather
77s - Flowers In The Sand
Well I broke my back
In a chicken shack
I made a stack
Way past the black
I got the knack
For attracting slack
You jumped my tracks
And stole a snack
Pulled my gravy chain
Rode my gravy train
Was saving for a rainy day
'Till you pulled my gravy chain
Oh well, well, well
I chomped the bit
And bit by bit, bit by bit
Took my licks, clenched the mitt
Clenched the mitt, future shock, retrofit
With velvet gloves and spit
You spied the split
In my armament
Oh, you came, went, spent
Pulled my gravy chain
Rode my gravy train
You stole my gravy and everything
Pulled my gravy chain
I broke my back
To make that stack
Oh, so jump back jack, jump back jack
Alligator, see you later
Don't come back
Pulled my gravy chain
Rode my gravy train
You stole my gravy and everything
Pulled my gravy chain
Pull my groovy chain
Ride my gravy train
You stole my gravy and everything
Pulled my gravy chain
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Billie Holiday - A Fine Romance
A fine romance, with no kisses
A fine romance, my friend this is
We should be like a couple of hot tomatoes
But you're as cold as yesterday's mashed potatoes
A fine romance, you won't nest
Atrocity - A Prison Called Earth
I look in the mirror and what I can see is one face with abandoment
I can't hide myself and I'm not free, living in mental abesement
Imprison
The rising sun awakes gleams of hope, but
Ancient Ceremony - An Ode to the Moon
Silently the Moon fulfills Her Move
amidst lovely crimson Stars
He (She) who has Wilt will reach the Gate
through the Moon, through me, through the proud Angel
Now Silence ends, lunar
Battiato Franco - Alexander Platz
Break my heart tear it apart
And spit me in my eye
Confuse my head treat me for dead
And fill me your lies
You don't have to know your lines very well
You don't have to lie the best
A fine romance, with no kisses
A fine romance, my friend this is
We should be like a couple of hot tomatoes
But you're as cold as yesterday's mashed potatoes
A fine romance, you won't nest
Atrocity - A Prison Called Earth
I look in the mirror and what I can see is one face with abandoment
I can't hide myself and I'm not free, living in mental abesement
Imprison
The rising sun awakes gleams of hope, but
Ancient Ceremony - An Ode to the Moon
Silently the Moon fulfills Her Move
amidst lovely crimson Stars
He (She) who has Wilt will reach the Gate
through the Moon, through me, through the proud Angel
Now Silence ends, lunar
Battiato Franco - Alexander Platz
Break my heart tear it apart
And spit me in my eye
Confuse my head treat me for dead
And fill me your lies
You don't have to know your lines very well
You don't have to lie the best