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Hold up a mirror to the world Reclaim what the mirror gave back Now you hold it up to yourself Faced with what you lack Not to be reproduced Not
of the dark So they reproduced the light That went away each night And that will kill the stars Not that you care No, not that you care The moon and the stars
the ship was shaped like Arkansas And the hull was formed without a flaw Every detail had been reproduced On a scale of 1:1 I was on the coast of Arkansas
The mind is a tool That we work with the focal Refined, reproduced And made heard Through the vocal Insight is improved through Immersing in soul so
the ship was shaped like Arkansas And the hull was formed without a flaw Every detail had been reproduced on a scale of one to one I was on the coast
a self-cast stupor This white parlour Timorous caverns of the psyche Burgeoned, reproduced, recreated by trillions Mirrors of scavenged decadence Mirrors
Monolith of corrosion Obliterated shrine Misery industrialized Reproduced into servitude Chained to a machine The revelation: Rust from the inside
Monolith of corrosion Obliterated shrine Misery industrialized Reproduced into servitude Chained to a machine The revelation: Rust from the inside
There is a frame on the mantle A print behind the glass A carefully reproduced sketch Of a small grey bird I stare it down for hours I don't even
kept the vessels the living breathing beasts Hosts to a meal most exquisite the very blood their veins do keep Herding them in, forcibly reproduced
Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah (What's your name?) Marshall (Who's your daddy?) I don't have one My mother reproduced like a Komodo dragon
Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah (What's your name?) Marshall (Who's your da- your daddy?) I don't have one My mother reproduced like a Komodo
On one-two-three-four-five fingers Nothing is wasted Only reproduced You get nasty blisters Du bist sehr schön But we haven't been introduced Girls who are boys Who
On one-two-three-four-five fingers Nothing is wasted Only reproduced You get nasty blisters Du bist sehr schön But we haven't been introduced Girls who want boys Who
Purple Rain, baby, stupid Reproduced and directed by 50 Cent Starring Curtis ''50 cent'' Jackson Clifton Powell, Treach, Gabriel Casseus Sasha Delvalle,
It is a straightforward 1964 disc Making quite the best Of it's kind in the world there is little Or nothing on the album that Cannot be reproduced
On one-two-three-four-five fingers Nothing is wasted Only reproduced You get nasty blisters Du bist sehr schön But we haven't been introduced Girls who want boys Who
reproduced You get nasty blisters, du bist sehr schoen But we haven't been introduced Girls, who are boys, who like boys to be girls, who do Boys like they're
a thing, cann't change a thing though It's all cut throat down to the last note It all heave ho down from the word go No originals everythiing reproduced
going to do it Just want to do it There is no cure... Lyrics : j kerr music : burchill/kerr (c) emi publishing ltd reproduced without permission
Instrumental Words & Music : Simple Minds (C) EMI Publishing Ltd Reproduced without permission
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K-H-J Los Angeles! Portions of today's programming are reproduced by means of electrical transcriptions or tape recordings You can hear the music
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