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Babe don't leave me in the crowd from night to night
Just move and let me see
The Pharaohs
I just can't deal with what you want
Just makes me feel

I caught you lookin’
When I was lookin’
Got the impression
That you feelin’ women
Insinuated preference
Bae shot like a dm
Well 3 is a crowd, babe
I

crowds

Ten wing angel
Voice of war
Ten wing angel
Raining gore
Oh how it kills
Waves of blood
Ten wing angel
Crimson flood

War is just a tool for

Oh sweet goddamn
I saw you yesterday
It was just for a minute
Your red hair in the crowd
I got on the phone
And I called my daddy
Told him I was

Followed by a foreign shade of grey
I'm kickin' around
For a couple of days
In a lonesome crowd
So far away
They painted the town
In a colorful way
Nobody

isn't over yet
Keep walking through
The crowd that doesn't notice you
Keep trying hard
Your triumph isn't over yet
Keep walking through
The crowd that

that's unique
Whats the secret
To this self belief
Supersonic
You're the one we need 

Hear the crowd, feel the rush
Drumming to your beating pulse

Light

you know I ain't ever losing shit
Buss it down
You know how I like it when you buss it down
Baby got the crowd jumping buss it down
Ain't no need

Hot Lips

Bill Brown & His Brownies

Down in the Basement: Joe Bussard's Treasure Trove of Vintage 78s

2003

steps like no one has
You're on your toes and shake your shoes
Boy, how he goes when he plays Blues
I watch the crowd until he's through
He can be

could grow wings i'd fly home to you 

bring out the hounds,
they couldn't tear us down
bring out the crowds, 

they couldn't drown us out 

i would wait

Feel how it's all sold, tears dry and gone cold
Dreams that have grown old, Four Mile Circus

We arrive at the ground
And we laugh with the crowd

mama

Tomorrow at noon, the sun straight over head
A crowd's gonna gather and wish me for dead

I'll find a spot, out on the horizon
Stare at it until,

and the lights go dim
cnd the crowds they shout your name
Will you hear my call
The bitter hymn
Of a lover's sweet refrain

The mornings come and go
But never seem

We skipped the light fandango
And turned cartwheels across the floor
Yeah, I was feeling kind of seasick
But the crowd called out for more, yeah, oh

The condemned, the dance of death

It was easy to hide in the crowd
We acted numb to the warnings ahead
With everything that's rotten
Even the marching ants

the price
From the Pacific's roar to the crowd's cheer
Sharks' pride, always near

San Jose Sharks, feel our bite
With every game, we shine so bright
With

change for sh*t
In the crowd they scream my name 
Call me "Bowser", spitting flames
Yeah we finna change the game
Rings, I need champagne 
Imma hit her,

drinks
On dirty shoes
Crowd sings
For you
Out the new and in the old
You're still here
But you're cold cold cold

I have no feet
For you
Cold feet
Until

the crown
Just to feel that he been down
But we see your insecurities
It's leaking through the crowd
Shit
I'm gon count this bread
While I get some head
Man

video proof

No matter where we go
You cater to the crowd
Laughing like 1,000 hounds
While your sunken eyes bleed through

Did we watch you go too far?

and so much free
Guess I'd rather been a grifter
It's a comedy over here
Of all my mistakes
The greatest is to greet the crowd with fear
Cause they smelled

I've waited all night
For the crowd clear
I've waited all night
To find you standing there
I don't ask permission
From a feeling that I can't
I ask

Feel the beat, take your soul
Dance all night, no hold back
Feel the rhythm, heart attack
Crowd moving, lose your mind, in the groove, leave behind

Bouncing off adversity
A symbol of true love

Stepping on the hardwood
The rhythm starts to sway
The crowd roars in the night
As the game comes alive
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