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I heat up I can't cool down You got me spinnin round and round Round and round and round it goes Where it stops, nobody knows Every time you call my
Load up all your friends man I'm trippin' like a fuckhead Bore us all again with your drivel kill the big dead Breathe in, breathe out you little fuck
Chegue perto de mim Nao precisa falar Acenda o meu cigarro Nao queira me agradar Queira Queira Nao decida nem pense Nao negue nem se ofereca Nao queira
As the decades and centuries rolled by Most of the christians no longer thought That the second coming of christ Would take place in their own lifetime
The way you look at us You think you have it figured out, or it seems that way to you But who are you to take what we love... And pick at it, till
the music industry pumps through your head all the stale trite cliches that you want to be fed all the violent garbage and the macho trash and now i'm
Poppies are the Opium of the People You prefer poppies to people You take pride in Genocide There are no poppies in the USA There are no poppies in
A canner exceedingly canny, One morning remarked to his granny: A canner can can anything that he can, But a canner can't can a can, can he? There was
For certain she the face of springtime, the flowers stood and paid her due And all the folk they sang of a good rhyme While drinking all they wanted to
There will come a time that is yours and mine When you must define your faith in love You may hesitate and say ita??s too late But you wona??t escape
Ita??s a thousand miles from anywhere you know Every direction brings you back here when you go The lunatics the misfits the needy and the greed The broken
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Mislead all along from start to end What creates this riddance of guilt ? A little here, none over there What more is said ? The door is shut from
(Tom Ze/ Os Mutantes) Chegue perto de mim Nao precisa falar Acenda o meu cigarro Nao queira me agradar Nao decida nem pense Nao negue nem se ofereca Nao
Eyebrows plucked and toenails cut I'll pick you up with a little luck, all prim and proper Shaven legs and calls to Fred It all depends o' alright then
I Step on little creatures Just Because they can't fight back My little dogg'y begged for food So I gave it a good wack I saw a blind man. Walking stuck