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Because We Do
The Ditty Bops
Summer Rains
2:40
As the world starts to fade I'll turn on the Rose Parade Watch my troubles float away as the petals...
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Biru
Rasuna
We Care Because You Do!
4:41
Aaahhhhhhh aaaa Aaahhhhhhh aaaa Aaahhhhhhh aaaa Aaahhhhhhh aaaa aaaaa Ku merasa hancur Ketika kau...
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They Call It Dark Magic, Because It Is!
Small Folk
Dragon Prince: What We Do Makes Who We Are
3:19
We stand on shoulders tall And though we feel so small Our hands can hold it all This place we have...
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What to Do
The 502s
Because We Had To
2:48
You held me down with those blue eyes In the terminal it was to my surprise That you stopped me,...
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What Do We Do On a Dew-Dew-Dewy Day
Ruth Etting
Because My Baby Don't Mean Maybe Now
2:47
Bad days, I just adore 'em Bad days, I'm crazy for 'em When there's mist around, dew upon the...
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Love The Way You Lie Feat. Rihanna
Eminem
Recovery-Just gonna stand there and watch me burn Well that's alright because I like the way it hurts Just gonna stand there and hear me cry Well that's alright because I love the way you lie I love the way you lie [Verse 1 - Eminem] I can't tell you what it really is I can only tell you what it feels like And right now there's a steel knife in my windpipe I can't breathe but I still fight all I can fight As long as the wrong feels right it's like I'm in flight High off of love, drunk from my hate It's like I'm huffin' paint and I love her The more I suffer, I suffocate Right before I'm about to drown, she resuscitates Me, she fuckin' hates me and I love it, Wait! Where you going? I'm leaving you. No you ain't. Come back. We're running right back Here we go again, it's so insane 'Cause when it's going good, it's going great I'm Superman with the wind in his back She's Lois Lane, but when it's bad, it's awful I feel so ashamed, I snapped, "Who's that dude?" I don't even know his name I laid hands on her, I'll never stoop so low again I guess I don't know my own strength [Chorus - Rihanna] Just gonna stand there and watch me burn Well that's alright because I like the way it hurts Just gonna stand there and hear me cry Well that's alright because I love the way you lie I love the way you lie I love the way you lie [Verse 2 - Eminem] You ever love somebody so much, you could barely breathe when you with 'em? You meet, and neither one of you even know what hit 'em Got that warm fuzzy feeling, yeah, them chills, used to get 'em Now you gettin' fuckin' sick of lookin' at 'em You swore you'd never hit 'em, never do nothing to hurt 'em Now you're in each other's face spewing venom in your words when you spit 'em You push, pull each other's hair, scratch, claw, bit 'em Throw 'em down, pin 'em, so lost in the moments when you're with 'em It's the fate that took over, it controls you both So they say, you're best to go your separate ways Guess that they don't know you 'cause today, That was yesterday, yesterday is over, it's a different day Sound like broken records playing over But you promised her, next time you'd show restraint You don't get another chance Life is no Nintendo game, but you lied again Now you get to watch her leave out the window Guess that's why they call it "window pane" [Chorus - Rihanna] Just gonna stand there and watch me burn Well that's alright because I like the way it hurts Just gonna stand there and hear me cry Well that's alright because I love the way you lie I love the way you lie I love the way you lie [Verse 3 - Eminem] Now I know we said things, did things that we didn't mean And we fall back into the same patterns, same routine But your temper's just as bad as mine is You're the same as me When it comes to love you're just as blinded Baby, please come back, it wasn't you, Baby, it was me. Maybe our relationship isn't as crazy as it seems Maybe that's what happens when a tornado meets a volcano All I know is I love you too much to walk away though Come inside, pick up your bags off the sidewalk Don't you hear sincerity in my voice when I talk? Told you this is my fault, look me in the eyeball Next time I'm pissed, I'll aim my fist at the drywall Next time? There won't be no next time I apologize, even though I know it's lies I'm tired of the games, I just want her back. I know I'm a liar If she ever tries to fuckin' leave again, I'ma tie her to the bed and set this house on fire I'm just gonna [Chorus - Rihanna] Just gonna stand there and watch me burn Well that's alright because I like the way it hurts Just gonna stand there and hear me cry Well that's alright because I love the way you lie I love the way you lie I love the way you lie
4:23
Just gonna stand there and watch me burn? Well, that's alright because I like the way it hurts Just...
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Eat My Shit [Explicit]
Ikd-Sj
Psychic Dope Generations With Dr. Panic and His Quarrel Brothers Rock Methods from Theory Based On a Fact About the Young Who Had the Most Dangerous Policy in the World Which Means Only One Thing That "Do Not Remember Monsters, Because We Never Were Them"
3:01
俺の舌の上で いつの間に 餌に混じる 芥子色の血のライン 仮面被った猿に 跪き 穴に落ちる皮 箸も拾えない I wish u too wet I wish u too wet it out,...
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Refugee
Chumbawamba
The Boy Bands Have Won, and All the Copyists and the Tribute Bands and the TV Talent Show Producers Have Won, If We Allow Our Culture to Be Shaped by Mimicry, Whether From Lack of Ideas or From Exaggerated Respect. You Should Never Try to Freeze Culture. What You Can Do Is Recycle That Culture. Take Your Older Brother’s Hand-Me-Down Jacket and Re-Style It, Re-Fashion It to the Point Where It Becomes Your Own. But Don’t Just Regurgitate Creative History, or Hold Art and Music and Literature as Fixed, Untouchable and Kept Under Glass. The People Who Try to ‘Guard’ Any Particular Form of Music Are, Like the Copyists and Manufactured Bands, Doing It the Worst Disservice, Because the Only Thing That You Can Do to Music That Will Damage It Is Not Change It, Not Make It Your Own. Because Then It Dies, Then It’s Over, Then It’s Done, and the Boy Bands Have Won.
2:43
It's good of you to ask me sir How I spend my days Water glass and ladders sir Working for my...
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Hull or Hell
Chumbawamba
The Boy Bands Have Won, and All the Copyists and the Tribute Bands and the TV Talent Show Producers Have Won, If We Allow Our Culture to Be Shaped by Mimicry, Whether From Lack of Ideas or From Exaggerated Respect. You Should Never Try to Freeze Culture. What You Can Do Is Recycle That Culture. Take Your Older Brother’s Hand-Me-Down Jacket and Re-Style It, Re-Fashion It to the Point Where It Becomes Your Own. But Don’t Just Regurgitate Creative History, or Hold Art and Music and Literature as Fixed, Untouchable and Kept Under Glass. The People Who Try to ‘Guard’ Any Particular Form of Music Are, Like the Copyists and Manufactured Bands, Doing It the Worst Disservice, Because the Only Thing That You Can Do to Music That Will Damage It Is Not Change It, Not Make It Your Own. Because Then It Dies, Then It’s Over, Then It’s Done, and the Boy Bands Have Won.
3:31
Of larks trains windows and brooks The poet he writes it all down in his book Won't meet your eye...
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Fine Line
Chumbawamba
The boy bands have won, and all the copyists and the tribute bands and the TV talent show producers have won, if we allow our culture to be shaped by mimicry, whether from lack of ideas or from exaggerated respect. You should never try to freeze culture. What you can do is recycle that culture. Take your older brother's hand-me-down jacket and re-style it, re-fashion it to the point where it becomes your own. But don't just regurgitate creative history, or hold art and music and literature as fixed, untouchable and kept under glass. The people who try to 'guard' any particular form of music are, like the copyists and manufactured bands, doing it the worst disservice, because the only thing that you can do to music that will damage it is not change it, not make it your own. Because then it dies, then it's over, then it's done, and the boy bands have won.
0:39
Those who stand accused And those who point the finger Are closer than you want to believe.
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Unpindownable
Chumbawamba
The boy bands have won, and all the copyists and the tribute bands and the TV talent show producers have won, if we allow our culture to be shaped by mimicry, whether from lack of ideas or from exaggerated respect. You should never try to freeze culture. What you can do is recycle that culture. Take your older brother's hand-me-down jacket and re-style it, re-fashion it to the point where it becomes your own. But don't just regurgitate creative history, or hold art and music and literature as fixed, untouchable and kept under glass. The people who try to 'guard' any particular form of music are, like the copyists and manufactured bands, doing it the worst disservice, because the only thing that you can do to music that will damage it is not change it, not make it your own. Because then it dies, then it's over, then it's done, and the boy bands have won.
1:22
In the age before the information age Making history and living for the days We told our stories...
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Add Me
Chumbawamba
The boy bands have won, and all the copyists and the tribute bands and the TV talent show producers have won, if we allow our culture to be shaped by mimicry, whether from lack of ideas or from exaggerated respect. You should never try to freeze culture. What you can do is recycle that culture. Take your older brother's hand-me-down jacket and re-style it, re-fashion it to the point where it becomes your own. But don't just regurgitate creative history, or hold art and music and literature as fixed, untouchable and kept under glass. The people who try to 'guard' any particular form of music are, like the copyists and manufactured bands, doing it the worst disservice, because the only thing that you can do to music that will damage it is not change it, not make it your own. Because then it dies, then it's over, then it's done, and the boy bands have won.
3:28
I'm a loner, alone with neuroses and hate Anger is a permanent character trait My letter bombs are...
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