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1997 · 1997 Studio Cast



In 1949 George Orwell portrays a chilling world in which computers are used by 
Large bureaucracies to monitor and enslave the population in his
(Music by Bartsch/Matton - February 1997
Poems by Bartsch - December 1996)
Wollust labt sich an tröstlichem Schmerz
Und Schweiß vermischt sich mit
you don't come to
What the hell, what the fuck is wrong with you?
Midnight ride 1997, One two three
Motherfucker you're going down tonight
We're takin'
Entwistle & Luongo Copyright 1997 Bitsa Talent Inc.

Walking down the highway
Nothing going my way
Shift into high by walking faster
He's a rebel
to your forehead
Evil exorcised
Fucked by the bishop - in front of a laughing crowd
Forced down on your knees - Swallow holy cum
Torn out vagina - sawed off
("Evil" Kevin La Bounty © 1997)
Sitting on the stairwell,
You were eating lunch.
Blocking all the people.
Just your way of fun.
When the class is
(GUITAR INTRO)

She combs her hair by the light we share

from that little lamp by the door

I read my antique rhymes for her as she

Sits by me
And prays for shelter from the storm



As people hurry by on their way home

Where they dream

Of a world without sadness and pain

They turn their heads
Recordings 1937-1939
1997 Bluebird RCA #67416-2 (credits from Bluebird insert)
Transcriber: Awcantor@aol.com



Don't mistreat yo' woman
When you know you're
Love is calling me home

(GUITAR SOLO)



In the firelight, by the fountain

In the desert, on the mountain

There's a lost one, someone reach him
(written by lowell george)
(performed by jackson browne on the lowell george tribute album rock and roll doctor;1997)

I've been the one who has been
in sense of words but praycheck it 10 years ago died of brain cancerand went to heaven1997 rollin´with tha family booya musicmy peeps y´all
of school
Doin' the right thing playing by the rues but
One day she caught his eye thirty six, twenty four with
A skirt size five. He stepped to and
Asked
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A literal translation by j. mark sugars 1997

Once I was a gentle maiden,
But now I am a spent, worn-out widow,
My consort strongly plowing
As we approach the current time frame of 1997
With approximately two and a half years before the year two thousand
Repeatedly it has been reported
I've chosen to remember you exactly as you are
If looks could be pickled and stored in a jar

1997 trapped inside a conversation
That party was
of school
Doin' the right thing playing by the rues but
One day she caught his eye thirty six, twenty four with
A skirt size five. He stepped to and
Asked
in sense of words but praycheck it 10 years ago died of brain cancerand went to heaven1997 rollin´with tha family booya musicmy peeps y´all
(Brett "One-Eyed" Holt ©1997)
Nothing is going to stop you now.
Nothing I have you want to see.
You kept me waiting for so long.
I've given up on all
Toutes les femmes sont des reines
But some are more eager than others.
Some shatter a man's dream
By breaking away from their lover.

Cette
Toutes les femmes sont des reines
But some are more eager than others.
Some shatter a man's dream
By breaking away from their lover.

Cette
by the telephone, so certain she would call
It's amazing just how much I've learned
Since I thought I knew it all

I never knew a broken heart
indecency determined by the F.U.C.C.
Why are we so anesthetized to the lies?
Because we do it in our own lives
We believe all the things that we want to hear
the motherland, make yourself at home
I got money loads by the barrels
I even got a few fans that's crazy like DeNiro
I'm international money maker, player hater
hopes and dreams are falling
Like a row of dominoes

I thought the man behind the bar
Had heard it all before
My story must have caught him by