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Albums:

För Sent För Edelweiss (Håkan Hellström) · Live För Dig (Lars Winnerbäck) · Ett Slag För Dig (Tomas Andersson Wij) · Känn Ingen Sorg för Mig Göteborg (Håkan Hellström) · Jag Är Inte Rädd För Mörkret (Kent) · Ett Slag För Dig (Tomas Andersson Wij) · The Plot Against Common Sense (Future of the Left) · The Chemistry of Common Life (Fucked Up) · The Chemistry of Common Life (Fucked Up) · Prayer of a Common Man (The Fisk Jubilee Singers) – and 90 other albums »


(Common)
In the Spirit of God.
In the Spirit of the Ancestors.
In the Spirit of the Black Panthers.
In the Spirit of Assata Shakur.
We make this
by this world of fear and torment
A game of strange compulsion, our visceral convulsion

Anxiety for love of life
Anxiety for pain
Anxiety,
on the bone
Grown to size by the poems
Coax the passions from the stone,
The chemistry of common life

Iron antlers fill the sky,
Metal organs fertilize,
Tell the rabble to be quiet, we anticipate a riot.
This common crowd, is much too loud.
Tell the mob who sing your song that they are fools and they
What do 
Crystal Gayle 
Dorothy Hamill 
Don King
Lyle Lovett
And Gloria Steinem have in common

They are Prisoners of Their Hairdos
Tell the rabble to be quiet, we anticipate a riot.
This common crowd, is much too loud.
Tell the mob who sing your song that they are fools and they
What do 
Crystal Gayle 
Dorothy Hamill 
Don King
Lyle Lovett
And Gloria Steinem have in common

They are Prisoners of Their Hairdos
Tell the rabble to be quiet, we anticipate a riot.
This common crowd, is much too loud.
Tell the mob who sing your song that they are fools and they
plan to have a whole army
By the time that I'm through to load their guns with songs they haven't sung.
a dram that's still attainable for kids like you and I
So if we all stand together singing one defiant song
our voice will reach the heavens, so sing
on
A song that says it all
A friend to tip a glass to
A life to live through
A world on common ground

Set a course, up ahead
Straight into heaven
feat. Kanye West, The Lost Prophets
Verse 1:(Common)
Memories on corners with the fo's and the mo's
Walk to the store for the rose, talking
Paralyzed by paperwork
It took a special woman to commit
But Sheena is a clever girl
She paid for our equipment with her tits
She tore off her
I've seen heroic falls
Busted lips from microphone brawls
Angelic songs sung by all 
Within the Hardback Falls

It never mattered who you were
culture
I find a sense in malpracticing the common ways
Wallowing in claret. I long for such salvation
For when I'm through. I shall wear your pride upon
culture
I find a sense in malpracticing the common ways
Wallowing in claret, I long for such salvation
For when I'm through, I shall wear your pride upon
on
A song that says it all
A friend to tip a glass to
A life to live through
A world on common ground

Set a course, up ahead
Straight into heaven
When I started out to write this song
You and I were walkin' down the highway holdin' hands
I was gonna write about how much a woman's love can help
I used to sing songs at the break of the day
Zip a de do da, zip a dee ay
Workin' myself into a frenzy
But I don't do that no more no way

I
believing some day you'll return
To the streets of New York from my tower of song
I come down to work where the common folk throng
In my famous blue shirt
(shrug)
So judge me for labor,
Live version of the song. The bond on me ensures (lobotomy) my good behavior
The constant struggle (strum) ensures my
a reference to get residence.
A reference to your preference to say,
I'm a good neighbor, I trudge,
So judge me for labour,
live version of the song
a story into that goodnight
Sing us a song for me

Mass hysteria
Mass hysteria
Mass hysteria
Mass hysteria

Red alert is the color of panic
of rules that he lives by day to day
If you ask for his advice, he'll more than likely say

If it's a fence, mend it, if it's a dollar bill, spend it
the stranger who stands at your gate

When you're caught by the gale and you're full under sail
Beware of the dangers below
And the song that you sing should not