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Japanese Island (Montreal 1982) beautiful flute made by famed luthier Haim Seligman and a trancing dumbeck.

He sailed from the Highlands
South to Vera Cruz
Deep in the Brazilian heartland
A man of twenty-two
Up the coastline
North to Montreal
Leather bag

Your Love Lifts Me up

Written By Paul Bailey
 Your love lifts me up,
Your love takes me over and under
Your love lifts me up all the way,all

to hide
the truth deep down inside.
What does it take  to get
 through to you the truth your
about to fight will not  make it 
alright.


Written By Paul

Oh, the coffee pot's perkin', soon dad leaves for workin'
Oh, it's Monday Lord, and we forgot you again
By Tuesday we're a-waitin and it's gettin'

or a girlfriend?
Ready for a lifetime or
Fucking on the weekends?
What we gonna be? Classy? Trashy?
The bedroom or the backseat?

Adam in that Benz when I roll by

Hockey

Jane Siberry

Bound by the Beauty

1989

Break away break away break away break away

This stick was signed by jean belliveau so don't fucking tell me where
To fucking go
On Sunday afternoon

Killer Robots from Venus

The Arrogant Worms

Russell's Shorts

About 6 months ago, someone came by with a petition
Said we'd wanna stop these folks moving in next door
I refused to sign and told him everyone was

Weekend Warriors

Uriah Heep

A Time of Revelation

1996

Wheels turnin', wheels burnin'
See the eagles fly
Weekend warriors 

Like shining knights
Of days gone by
They're born again
They'll never die

on Thursday, gone by Sunday
Hello Monday! Here we go again!
Paid on Thursday, gone by Sunday
Hello Monday!... Here we go again!

Then the weekend comes along

And hacking my vision

To start with the best of my practices
Admitting to handle the pressure
In confidence

Watching these games as they play out
Side by

fight yeah
Seconds turn to minutes
Then to hours
Don't forget it
Days go by 'till
The weekend and
Twelve more months
'Till new beginnings
A year really

workin' late nights, graveyard on the weekends Book a trip, takin' flight, my money off the meter

Did it by myself, I don't trust nobody Did it by myself,

Goin' up and it's all or nothin'

Ya sex appeal is crazy got me thinkin'
Gotta get away for the weekend
We can just vibes, whatever you like
Dinner by

Thankful for it all, what we had and what we got
The stars form a sea 
As far as our eyes can see
Kissed by moonlight at midnight 
While the children sleep
I

Girl I don't play by the rules I gotta get this off my chest 

Only see you on the weekend baby tripping baby tweaking
She be crying eyes leakin I'm

Said I'm cool with it
Who else is holding you down when you lose it
I'll see you in the morning, I know
Meet me beachside, picnic by the ocean with

she popped all the champaign 
Left over from the weekend 
(Left over from the weekend)
Im gon' hit her up on Thursday and dog her out by Friday
I just

what it felt like to be loved
By a boy who was just too old
Who run off drinking with his friends
Who would not wake up till next weekend

We would

came
And lived a sinless life on our behalf
So that by faith we could be declared righteous
In Him

I can hear them makin' noise from a mile away, they

on weekends
Down on weekdays
High on weekends
Na na na na na na na...
Local Trash Heroes

All i have right now just memories
That float like a breeze
You look

get through
Cause she won't wake up, till the afternoon
Till the afternoon
Wake up here by your side
Must have been a pretty big night
Based on the way

can feel the times roll by
When I'm back with my friends
I know we should be older now
But I'm still eight god damn
Can you run it back to the weekend

Sunday I wake up and say I’m done drinking
Just to relapse again by Friday, that’s every weekend
You start to notice they hate you when you no longer need