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Don't believe in the 60's
The golden age of pop
You glorify the past
When the future dries up
Heard a singer on the radio late last night
He says he's gonna kick the darkness
'Til it bleeds daylight
I... I believe in love

Posted

You don't understand us
So don't reprimand us
We're taking the future
We don't need no teacher

 

Born
Born in the fifties
Born
Born in the fifties
Born
Born in the fifties
Born
Born in the fifties

Posted

Born down in a dead man's town
And the first kick I took was when I hit the ground
You end up like a dog that's been beat too much
'Til you spend half your life just to cover up

 

Posted

Burn down the mission
If we're gonna stay alive
Watch the black smoke fly to heaven
See the red flame light the sky

 

Burn down the mission
Burn it down to stay alive
It's our only chance of living
Take all you need to live inside

Posted

This is a thing I've never known before
It's called easy livin'
This is a place I've never seen before
And I've been forgiven

Easy livin' and I've been forgiven
Since you've taken your place in my heart

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I took off my watch, found I had all the time in the world
I opened my arms, so I could hold life like a beautiful girl
I laid down

All of my hang-ups forever

I looked around,

And saw what sweet things can be found
Simply by taking some, time for livin'
Groovin' on little things, life is givin'
From now on I'm takin'

Time for life

Posted

 

That's life (that's life), that's what all the people say
You're ridin' high in April, shot down in May
But I know I'm gonna change that tune
When I'm back on top, back on top in June

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Posted

Callin' out around the world
Are you ready for a brand new beat?
Summer's here and the time is right
For dancin' in the streets

They're dancin' in Chicago
Down in New Orleans
Up in New York City

All we need is music, sweet music
There'll be music everywhere
There'll be swingin', swayin' and records playin'
And dancin' in the streets

Posted

In New York summers get hot
Well into the hundreds
You can't walk around the block
Without a change of clothing

Hot as a hair dryer in your face
Hot as a handbag and a can of mace
New York
I just got a place in New York

Posted

The face that launched a thousand ships
Is sinking fast, that happens you know
The water gets below
Seems not very long ago
Lovelier she was than any that I know

 

Angels never know it's time
To close the book and gracefully decline
The song has found a tale
My, what a jealous pool is she
The face in the water looks up
She shakes her head as if to say
That the bluegirls have all gone away

 

Sail away, away
Ripples never come back
They've gone to the other side
Look into the pool
Ripples never come back
Dive to the bottom and go to the top
To see where they have gone
Oh, they've gone to the other side

Posted

 

I was dreamin' of the past
And my heart was beating fast
I began to lose control
I began to lose control

I didn't mean to hurt you
I'm sorry that I made you cry
Oh no, I didn't want to hurt you
I'm just a jealous guy

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Posted

No, woman, no cry
No, woman, no cry
No, woman, no cry
No, woman, no cry

'Cause—'cause—'cause I remember when a we used to sit
In a government yard in Trenchtown
Ob—observing the hypocrites
Yeah!
Mingle with the good people we meet
Yeah!

Good friends we have. Oh
Good friends we have lost along the way. Yeah!
In this great future you can't forget your past
So dry your tears, I say
Yeah!

Posted

I don't cry when my dog runs away
I don't get angry at the bills I have to pay
I don't get angry when my mom smokes pot
Hits the bottle and goes right to the rock

Posted

What are you looking at?

 

Strike a pose

 

Strike a pose

 

Vogue (vogue, vogue)

 

Vogue (vogue, vogue)

 

Look around, everywhere you turn is heartache
It's everywhere that you go (look around)
You try everything you can to escape
The pain of life that you know (life that you know)
When all else fails and you long to be
Something better than you are today
I know a place where you can get away
It's called a dance floor
And here's what it's for, so

Posted

And after all the violence and double talk
There's just a song in all the trouble and the strife
You do the walk, yeah, you do the walk of life
Mmm, you do the walk of life

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