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*Breadfan
Open up your mind Open up your purse Open up your bones Never, never gonna lose it Breadfan Take it all away Never give an inch Gotta make a mint Gotta make me a million Breadfan You got it wrong Some long time friend's gonna lose it In the end who's a fool Seagull Give it all away Stay a bird Stay a man Stay a ghost Stay what you wanna be Loser Give it all away Never stay with the winner With the man With all the filthy money Come on Keep it on the side With a ride On a record on the top If you're gonna be a bad boy Breadfan You got it wrong Some long time friend's gonna lose it In the end who's a fool Seagull Give it all away Stay a bird Stay a man Stay a ghost Stay what you wanna be *Repeat |
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| 2. |
| 3:17 |
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Now it wasn't easy
When you didn't see much And you buried your feet And you lost your love You cheated someone Then you strayed too far Now you're on your own And you drive your car I ain't no mountain for you to climb on Ain't nobody that you could be So don't make my bed for me to lie in While I'm paying like the rest I ain't no mountain for you to climb on Ain't nobody that you could be So don't make my bed for me to lie in While I'm paying like the rest Although you've see some action You know it's bad Oh, let's see you tell you About you and your hat Don't think so loudly As you drive your car Oh, you blow your mind And I know who you are I ain't no mountain for you to climb on Ain't nobody that you could be So don't make my bed for me to lie in While I'm paying like the rest I ain't no mountain for you to climb on Ain't nobody that you could be So don't make my bed for me to lie in While I'm paying like the rest I ain't no mountain for you to climb on Ain't nobody that you could be So don't make my bed for me to lie in While I'm paying like the rest I ain't no mountain for you to climb on Ain't nobody that you could be So don't make my bed for me to lie in While I'm paying like the rest While I'm paying like the rest Like the rest While I'm paying like the rest |
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I can't see my feelings, open my eyes
I can't see my feelings, open the pair of eyes I can't see my feelings keeping me high I just keep on reeling, bought me back, tell me why I just stand there screaming, don't even try Music bans all feeling, it'll feed, tell me why Ooh, move away, turn back the sun I can't stop that feeling showing me why Man I love that feeling, yeah, floats me right through the sky |
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| 5:24 |
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Baby please don't go
Baby please don't go Baby please don't go down to New Orleans You know I love you so Baby please don't go Why don't you mind that guard? Why don't you mind that guard? Why don't you mind that guard at the County Farm You had your shackles on Baby please don't go Gonna be a doll Gonna be a doll Gonna be a doll to get your way down here To make you walk along Baby please don't go Don't you go Now, don't you go Baby please don't go Baby please don't go Baby please don't go down to New Orleans You know I love you so Baby please don't go Why don't you mind that guard? Why don't you mind that guard? Why don't you mind that guard at the County Farm You had your shackles on Baby please don't go Don't you go Don't you go |
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Come on everyone of you g.i's
You are the ones who can care Speed on you wonderful dropouts We'll break the walls of this room in Zoom along, superstar All over the land Move on music man Come on everyone of you people You ain't got mud in your eyes Tell everybody with hunger Eat up the music tonight Come on you'll only get harder I wanna get it to you You are my life You turn around in your zoot suit Come on everyone of you preachers You do the best that you can Move on every one of you teachers You do the best that you can |
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| 7:21 |
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I've been running from a dark horse, I can't lose it
I've been calling to an old force, don't excuse it Now I'm in the back and I'm all right Got a mean kinda woman she's outta sight Well I don't mind now sit me with the old fool Out the back door, break the house rules I go looking for my ego, don't explain it Don't want never never leave girl, just sustain it Well I've got a home and it's all right With a mean kinda woman she's outta sight Well I don't know about ripping up the old school No no more breaking all the house rules I got things I wanna do girl,don't refuse me I don't wanna be a bad boy, you don't rule me Well you knowing me well that's all right When a guy's gotta live and he's outta sight I just wanna leave everything paid for Feeling good that it's our thing girl It's obscene Well here we go, I got things I wanna do girl,don't refuse me I don't wanna be a bad boy, you don't just rule me Well I'm neat neat well that's alright With a kind kinda woman she's outta sight I just wanna beat everything you throw me You don't think that that's obscene? Yes it is. |
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PARENTS
When I was a little boy They would say to me Don't go in the world and play It's bad company All they had was child and faith Let him grow and let him wait Just to find out what it was to be free But now I'm over twenty one Growing up I've had my fun And I know it's got to be Baby lying in a womb Are you free or in a tomb Let me in, I feel I want to cry. Oh the road is there Oh the road is there Come on back, back. Wash your hands and up to bed Mind your manners Or you're dead Mind the cars cos you've got school on Monday Put my trust in God Who is he I know not what Something mummy said to me one Sunday. Maybe love is life but life is not something I need plenty of. Oh! I wish I'd never lived a day. Now there's no one near me now Tell me what to do and how Take me back and sing my cares away. Take me let me sing my cares away Oh! the road is there Oh that road is there Come on back, back. Oh! I'm empty now Rainy pain has left me now. Think of what my people used to say. Black is black and white is white Which to choose and which is right Guide me to a place where I can stay. Wrap me up and keep me warm Hide myself far from the storm Sleep and love will keep my mind at rest. Only now I realise what my parents had to try. Love you all and keep you all my life. Oh that road is there Oh the road is there Come on back, back. |
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Living ain't easy it opens your head
Layin' and prayin' you wish you were dead When I was born I was given a will That the meaning of life is I'm in for the kill Loving, knowing, giving, showing Love is seeing and ever being Motor cruising, midnight boozing Altar singing and bells that are ringing You got a reason to listen to me For I am a messenger carrying the key Money is nothing to hold into wills And the meaning of life is I'm in for the kill Loving, knowing, giving, showing Love is seeing and ever being Motor cruising, midnight boozing Altar singing and bells that are ringing You see me moving around, playing on people's minds Well, I won't be for nobody, I only have a way of return Take me and make me, do what you want You ain't gonna mock up me Well I am the tolls and I am the right And I am the earth and the sea Hey there, you with a look that is bruised Gonna say it with a face that's red It's only the ones who can take the pain Who can wear that golden hat I'm only trying to help you live in a world That is hot and rough It's me and you and a cat named Boo And a woman who has run out of stuff Lawman with a face of steel and a bone with a broken eye You'll go with that Tokyo set and her name written over the sky Road up, lost his song, you don’t really know All birds in bikini wear, Lord she’s got a body to show Mother of all it’ll make you strong to be what you will be Wake up mad and you won’t be dead, you’ll stand alongside of me Be a man or be a boy or be what you will be Or be a dog or be a car but not a man like me Living ain't easy it opens your head Layin' and prayin' you wish you were dead When I was born I was given a will That the meaning of life is I'm in for the kill Loving, knowing, giving, showing Love is seeing and ever being Motor cruising, midnight boozing Altar singing and bells that are ringing You got a reason to listen to me For I am a messenger carrying the key Money is nothing to hold into wills And the meaning of life is I'm in for the kill |
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| 6:23 |
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You got your feelings
Your old fashioned feelings About the world and its ways No retribution No simple solution I think we're caught in a maze And all the plunder That feeling down under It tends to gnaw at you We're in the grip it's a total Eclipse The tyrefitter's got you Now let me explain This feeling of pain Comes from the man at the top. His grip is so tight His political might The tyrefitter will not stop He's bleeding your brain He will drive you insane Nobody making a move He'll give you a pen But he's got him a gun The tyre man is oh so shrewd I'm licking my wounds And mending my bones And catching the wind out of town We're all in the grip of a tyrefitter's hand It's only doing me some harm We're running away And it just ain't the way You got to get it, do it yourself Watch what we do We just gotta make due And hide it away on the shelf |
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