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Traditional's, "America The Beautiful"
Oh beautiful for spaceship eyes
For Hamburg waves of rain
For purple mountain majesties
Above the fruited rain
Angelica, Angelica
Bob shared his grapes with me
So crown my good
With motherhood
From me to shining me.
Oh beautiful for spacious skies
For amber waves of grain
For purple mountain majesties
Above the fruited plain
America, America
God shed His grace on Thee
And crown Thy good
With brotherhood
From sea to shining sea.
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1950s |
North to Alaska
And light yourself on fire.
North to Alaska
Go North, the rush is on.
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1960s |
The Beatles', "A Hard Day's Night"
And when I get home to you, I find a broken canoe.
And when I get home to you, I find the things that you do.
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The Beatles', "You Never Give Me Your Money"
But, oh, that magic feeling, nowhere to go
or
But, oh, that magic feeling, nowhere to go, nowhere to go.
Yellow lorry's slow, no where to go.
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The Beatles', "You Never Give Me Your Money"
Yellow walrus go
Know where to go.
Yellow lorry's slow
Nowhere to go
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1970s |
Sweet molasses angel of my lifetime
Sweet Melissa, angel of my lifetime
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Gotya, ga who, ga who
Hooga, hooga, hooga chaka.
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Feelin' mighty young
Delia DeLyon
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Jim Croce's, "Operator (That's Not the Way It Feels)"
Gosh, she said she knew well and sometimes dated.
Guy she said she knew well and sometimes hated.
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Jim Croce's, "Operator (That's Not the Way It Feels)"
I've overcome the gloat.
I've overcome the blow.
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Jim Croce's, "Operator (That's Not the Way It Feels)"
There's something in my ice.
There's something in my eye.
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Jim Croce's, "Operator (That's Not the Way It Feels)"
You can keep the time.
You can keep the dime.
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Searching for my lost checkered sock.
Searching for my lost shaker of salt.
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1980s |
AC/DC's, "You Shook Me All Night Long"
She had em' circumcized
Telling me no lies.
She had those sightless eyes
Telling me no lies.
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I walked to Bickford Sky alone
or
I walked to Bedford Sky alone
or
I walked through Bickford Sky alone.
I walked through Bedford Stuy alone.
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Your good love, she hers and I'm yours!!
Your good love deserves an encore.
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I can hardly see your reachin’ eyes.
I can only see Eurasian eyes.
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The vision eyes are watchin’ me.
Eurasian eyes are watchin' me.
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Shoot the Karate Kid.
Shoot the Komrade Kiev.
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Who's Miss Sherrill?
Who's the charade?
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Crass', "Do They Owe Us A Living?"
And close the f***ing door.
Of course they f***ing do.
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I'll tumble in the foyer.
I'll tumble for ya.
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Def Leppard's, "Pour Some Sugar on Me"
You got the pizzas, I got the cheese
Sweet potatoes and sour cream.
You got the peaches, I got the cream
Sweet to taste, saccharine.
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Give me a maze, how much I love you so.
You'd be amazed how much I love you so.
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Your purple 'fro just gives you away.
Your purple prose just gives you away.
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She was just a fish.
She was just a wish.
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Half the effort and twice as much
or
Half the effort and twice its worth.
Half the effort and twice as quick.
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Madonna's, "Dress You Up"
Gonna box you up in my love
or
Put a Joshua in my love.
Gonna dress you up in my love.
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Madonna's, "Papa Don't Preach"
Popadom street, I'm in lunacy.
Papa don't preach, I've been losing sleep.
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Sittin' when the mornin' comes
I'll be sittin' when the evenin' comes
Watchin' the ships go 'way
So I want to know if I'll win again
or
Sittin' when the mornin' comes
I'll be sittin' when the evenin' comes
Watchin' the ships go 'way
So I want to know you're a woman.
Sittin' in the mornin' sun
I'll be sittin' when the evenin' comes
Watchin' the ships roll in
Then I watch 'em roll away again.
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That's my own enjoyment
Headed for El Frisco Bay
I've got nothing to look for
Looks like nothin's gonna come my way
or
That's my own enjoyment
Heading for a rich girl today
I've got nothing to look for
Looks like nothin's gonna come my way.
Left my home in Georgia
Headed for the Frisco Bay
I had nothin' to live for
Looks like nothin's gonna come my way.
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Got your p***y
Controversy
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I wanna be a dog.
I wanna be adored.
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Stray Cats', "Stray Cat Strut"
Whacking on a stray cat
Sitting on a fence.
Black and orange stray cats
Sitting on a fence.
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The Who's, "Eminence Front"
We're livin' in a swamp.
Eminence front
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Yes', "It Can Happen"
It's a constant bite
From pushing the needle to the rec(ord).
It's a constant fight
From pushing the needle to the red.
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1990s |
AFI's, "God Called In Sick Today"
I like to listen to the vines.
I'm caught in the twisting of the vine.
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I'm no f***ing goddess.
I'm no f***ing Buddhist.
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Get bird-i-cle whip Dew.
or
Get Miracle Whip Dew.
Get vertical with Dew.
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An accountant steps to the door of your heart.
And I'm counting the steps to the door of your heart.
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Do not have a master plan
.44 in my eyes.
Thought I had a master plan
.44 in my hand.
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You see a big storm in my burrow.
You see, I beg, stole and I borrowed.
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Garbage's, "Milk"
I am Rent-a-kitchen.
I am red hot kitchen.
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Catch some Rais(inets)
We'll have a good time
Catch some Rais(inets)
Leave your worries behind.
Es-ca-pade
We'll have a good time
Es-ca-pade
Leave your worries behind.
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If I miss school, I'm ruined.
If I miss school, will I rule?
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Madonna's, "Vogue"
Look around, everywhere you turn is toxic.
Look around, everywhere you see is heartache.
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I wanna come over
To help with the concert plans.
I wanna come over
To hell with the consequence.
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Metallica's, "Hero Of The Day"
So please excuse me
While I tell you how I feel.
So please excuse me
While I tend to how I feel.
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Metallica's, "The Unforgiven II"
Through black of day, dark of night
We share this pair of lies.
Through black of day, dark of night
We share this paralyze.
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Sir Mix A Lot's, "Baby Got Back"
My Homeboys tried to warn me
But that butt you got makes meaty salami.
My homeboys tried to warn me
But that butt you got makes me so horny.
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Come on, like a dog.
Come on, we like it all.
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The B-52s', "Love Shack"
Camera! Rusty!
Tin roof, rusted.
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How whole lives unite and pushed aside
To whom it may concern.
How whole lives get knifed and pushed aside
To whom it may concern.
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Never was born for a p***y girl.
Never was born for a prissy girl.
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2000s |
American Hi-Fi's, "Art Of Losing"
See Barbie as hot tonight
But nothing seems to feel alright.
Suburbia is hot tonight
But nothing seems to feel all right.
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Across the sea
A Bilbo rises.
Across the sea
A pale moon rises.
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What can you see?
On the horizon?
Why do the white gods call?
What can you see?
On the horizon?
Why do the white gulls call?
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Up all night long
And there's something in the john.
Up all night long
And there's something very wrong.
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I've had an awful crying.
I've had enough of crying.
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Holding on to be the one not yet.
Holding on to be the one I am.
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Britney Spears', "Toxic"
Your toxic tongue slipping over me.
You're toxic, I'm slipping under.
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Evanescence's, "Bring Me To Life"
Bring me to Lijah.
Bring me to life.
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Evanescence's, "Haunted"
Hunting you, I can smile a mile.
Hunting you, I can smell you alive.
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Evanescence's, "Imaginary"
Don't say that I'm uptight.
Don't say I'm out of touch.
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Good Charlotte's, "The Click"
Comin' back to me
On my computer screen.
So, come and talk to me
On my computer screen.
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Hoku's, "Another Dumb Blonde"
You see I thought that you were special baby
Something you need.
You see I thought that you were special baby
Something unique.
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Can I play with your pen in line?
Can I play with your pantyline?
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Linkin Park's, "Numb"
I've become my mom
And I hate you, Dad.
I've become so numb
I can't feel you there.
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Scream if you want it, 'cause I'm a whore.
Scream if you want in, 'cause I want more.
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Should I bite my tongue?
It super-soaks my shirt.
Should I bite my tongue
Until blood soaks my shirt?
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The White Stripes', "The Hardest Button To Button"
The hardest rockin' toboggan
The hardest button to button
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Train's, "Drops of Jupiter"
Did you finally get the chance to dance along the latter day
Be lead back to the Milky Way?
Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day
And head back to the Milky Way?
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Or was I just trippin' on a needle.
Or was I just trippin' on an ego.
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country |
And we'll roll on down the river to a cage and hide away.
And we'll roll on down the river to a Cajun hide-away.
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