Lyrics:
you're washed in the blood like I was
The smell of Cape Jasmine through the window screen
John are and the wolfman kept me company
By the light
always get what you want, well no
You can't always get what you want. I tell you, baby
You can't always get what you want, no
But if you try sometimes
play
You can bring it to me on a silver tray
I'll bring someone to life, spare no expense
Do it with decency and common sense
Can you tell me what
that)
Hollywood (uh, uh, uh, uh, c'mon)
Wanna be seen now, groupies
Now you've become what you once despised
James Dean, John Belushi, blow your
got little John, the conquered
Oh baby, I'm gonna mess with you
I'm gonna grab those pretty women
I'm gonna grab 'em by the hand
You know, the whole
Baby, can I talk to you?
I know something's wrong
Things just ain't the same
But deep down inside
I know you still care
So tell me what to do
succeed
Tell me, what is my life without your love
Tell me, who am I without you, by my side?
What I know, I can do
If I give my love now
Warrior
Brave as old John Wayne
Winnebago Warrior, a true Yankee pioneer
Yee-ha!
Kill some fish down by the creek
Hang their picture by the sink
he quits
Pray tell what's gonna happen to brother
Who's gonna help him get further
One another
Is that the truth?
One another
Yeah, you
sound
By working out of doors
True friendship and adventure are what we can't live without
And when you're a professional pirate
Bad Polly: That's
Everybody
Everybody knows
Everybody
Everybody knows
Better by you better than me
You can tell what I want it to be
You can say what I only can see
of the town said to sheriff John Brown
Go and shoot those invalids right down
I said Sheriff
No don't you be cruel
It could happen to you now
What
at my feet
And they busted me for disturbing the almighty peace
Judge said "What you got in your defense son?"
"Fifty-seven channels and nothin' on"
I
know that you show
Something is tearing up your mind
Tell me, momma
Tell me, momma
Tell me, momma, what is it?
What's wrong with you this time?
Get it,
Everybody
Everybody knows
Everybody
Everybody knows
Better by you better than me
You can tell what I want it to be
You can say what I only can see
into
Yeah I need my loot by rent day
But that ain't what gives me the heart of Kunta Kinte
I'm tryin' to give us us free like Sinke
I can't stop,
Now the time had come for Elzevir and John,
To be sent from Holland's shore,
And to end their days in pain and misery,
To be slaves so far from
and nice
Please tell Ms Fonda
To reduce her price
Anorexia nervosa mannequin
All this physicality
Will wear you thin
Hey Olivia Newton-John
Everybody
Everybody knows
Everybody
Everybody knows
Better by you better than me
You can tell what I want it to be
You can say what I only can see
if you bend low (bend low)
I no get time to pretend no
Anything you like, make you tell me o
Based on I dey buy, all the shayo
Gudugun gudugun
And tell us who you are
The room has all gone misty
My thoughts are all in spin
Sit down young stranger
And tell us where you been
Well, I've been up
pretty women
You know, he's gonna make 'em jump and shout
The whole wide world gonna wonder
What it's all about
Yeah, you know I'm here
Rave on John Donne, rave on thy Holy fool
Down through the weeks of ages
In the moss borne dark dank pools
Rave on, down through the industrial
I heard a rumour
They travel far
You know what it's like
The way people are
They talk and they talk
Though they don't understand
They'll
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