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it just don't make no sense

Yeh he gets off on country music
'Cause disco left him cold
He's got young friends into new wave
But he's just too
zone 
Sometimes when it just don't make no sense 

He gets off on country music 
'Cause disco left him cold 
He's got young friends into new wave
of death
Will be Kelly, the boy from Killanne!
But the gold sun of freedom grew darkened at Ross
And it set by the Slaney's red waves;
And poor Wexford,
Words by Bob Hartman
Based on Luke 10:30-37, 1 John 3:17

Where are the amber waves of grain
When one of our homeless native sons has hunger pain
stood a chance
When the ink ran red on Fleet Street
You turned your eyes to France

Humbled far from Dublin, chased across the waves
Your biting wit still
"Hey, Mr. Clean."
 
John Lee's was rockin'.
The Imitators drove it home.
Sun was dancin' up a heat wave.
For awhile she was all alone.

When up
of blood
At the foot of Sun Green's bed

John Lee's was rockin'
The Imitators drove it home
Sun was dancin' up a heat wave
For awhile she was all alone
The streets are wet
The lights have yet
To shed their tawdry lustre on the scene
My skirt's too short
My tights have run
These new heels are
We heard the rumble of a faint explosion,
Sending waves that tremble underground.

It was the sound of a new decision.
We are debris of a system
my fault

[Eminem]
I went to john's rave with Ron and Dave
And met a new wave blonde babe with half of her head shaved
A nurse aid who came to get
Walking down the street in L.A.
Caught in the middle of a heat wave
Pass by the star of John Wayne
And I think to myself how times change

Now, where
[U God] 
Dino the dart specialist 
Knahmean? 
Golden Arms  yo 
Meth Tical  John John do your thing thing 
What? Check it 
The all eye seein'
or quantum, wave functions, mechanic mind out of matter 

This behaviour is accompanied by conscious experience 

Remains astral, flexing as ever 

Ask
Yes 
At the start of the new jiggyness 
With the Trackmasters 
Camp Lo and 
Willie 
Gon' give it to ya 
Know what I mean 
Lot of macoronis
dolls on a brand new day, saw what he saw, property owners who crawl to the mall, with a bad toupee and a face like he author the law, pace like he
the hawk that he was in New York?
Kept the waves spinnin on the cross, of course
Come back a little cutty endorse
Risked it for his kids the pain is lost
you know, you stand up with me
You standin' next to a Pharrell like a Hugo
For this new wave, this all swingin' for mine
I was probably hit yo mom's,
Parelli's all armored up
And this .38 will knock the beak off of Daffy Duck
Wave cap
Cover my waves hollow tip cover my ass
Face covered by my army
some secular
Muzak that's wack,
Plus you use that loop over and over
Claiming that you got a new style
Your attempts are futile, ooh child
Your puerile,
irregular,
Sold your soul for some secular
Muzak that's wack,
Plus you use that loop over and over
Claiming that you got a new style
Your attempts are
leadership
But we can make it to Jacob's and to the dealership
Swear I hear new music and I just don't be feelin' it
Racisms still alive, they just be
[Kyprios] 
I'm on my way, on the highway/ 
To a special place, it never rains, with better terrain/ 
And by the way I'll say good bye game/ 
But
Holdin' my daughter in the booth
Her momma out there somewhere in that Bentley tryin' to find a roof
Poof, I wave my wand and here comes Kendrick
Holdin' my daughter in the booth
Her momma out there somewhere in that Bentley tryin' to find a roof
Poof, I wave my wand and here comes Kendrick
Holdin' my daughter in the booth
Her momma out there somewhere in that Bentley tryin' to find a roof
Poof, I wave my wand and here comes Kendrick