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*taken from The Boomtown Rats debut album
*written by Bob Geldof
*music arranged by The Boomtown Rats

Pie in the Sky

Cisco Houston

The Folkways Years 1944-1961

1994

say
He will cure all troubles today

And you will eat, bye and bye,
In that glorious land above the sky, way up high
Work and pray, boy, live

Sails her blue eyes over you
Savour the springtime of our kiss
Souls worn blind by sweetheart cures in
Just like lovers do
Taste your skin still

death
Incongruous and aqueous by nature
Absent, meandering soul, bereft

Beaten into submission
The lines have been drawn
Hark, the scholars have bidden

was walking by 

Wednesday, was when he asked me out
Thursday, I was left in no doubt
About the way I felt
And now I'm not alone, because I know 

I

Remove the chains, open the box 
Unburdened by conscience, a new hell unlocked 
Begin to sink to crushing black 
Free this demon and there's no going

existential extinction
Death by default, paralyzed and hacked, the superficial abusive extortion

No more laceration, life is the decay. Searching for

Cyber Dawn
By Iron Vortex

Song Description: Concluding the album with a hopeful look towards a new era influenced by technological integration.

Sideshow

Barclay James Harvest

Alone We Fly

1990

night news
We gather round 

Show us peace and understanding
Brother love for fellow man
Cure us, we are sick from violence
In your sideshow of life

I nearly fall into depression at one point in my life
My vision was blurred and moving around became more disorientated
I tried to cure myself by

Real Raw

Dr. Octagon

Dr. Octagonecologyst

With yellow eyes  my green face  my pink and white afro 
I'm no toy kid  your style is made by Hasbro 
G'niff gnapp  you think you got that real

six punches hold your head still
All these guys I know are gonna take a pill or maybe somethin' else
Got my boys Kleevlin and Angie here by my side
Oh

Buzzing light fixture
A deck of cards
An empty hall
Some "cure"
Post-it on a window
The day's doldrum
The intercom
Some "goal"
Hey there Ichabod

I walk these streets alone, feeling so unsure
With every step I take, I seem to lose the cure
I thought I had it all, but now it's just a test
And I

Black like my soul
Falling inside the empty hole
To find the cure
I head out the empty door
As we swallow into the night
I try to fight
But

Rap Game

D12

8 Mile

2002

rap
But no Source never made me not buy an album
When they said it was wack

I walk in the party and just start bustin'
Right after I hear the last

my sun

Trees they look so sad
Crying leaves now
Feels so bad

Winter please don't come
Cool my heart now
Freeze my lungs

See he has the cure
For my

always seem to be the cure
Help identify the cloud
Never mind the vulture
No time to let it out
Your body is fucking jank
Make it worse
Smoke my dank
You

Yellow Brick Road

Eminem

Encore

2004

to stop by and check us out sometime
He looked at me like I'm out my mind 
Shook his head like, "White boys don't know how to rhyme"
I spit out a line

news
We gather round

Show us peace and understanding
Brother love for fellow man
Cure us, we are sick from violence
In your sideshow of life

PASSIO     

With hands to symbolize
And words to emphasize
Mistaken by surprise - again

The folly of the days
A search for means and ways

putrid entities

Pods of prototypes emerge

Suffering prolonged by whispers plaguing dreams
Flirtations with darkness carve the escape

Out of darkness...

cold
No pain no sensations

I'm infected
From this epidemy
It's controlled my head
By the virus that spreads

That spreads

There is no cure
It's getting

The sickness: dreaming of riches
Reality was the cure my doctor
Physician was music, I'm sure
The prescription was super-model sandwiches
And suicide doors i used