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Depeche Mode

Clean

 

 

Clean

The cleanest I've been

An end to the tears

And the in-between years

And the troubles I've seen

Now that I'm clean

You know what I mean

I've broken my fall

Put an end to it all

I've changed my routine

Now I'm clean

 

I don't understand

What destiny's planned

I'm starting to grasp

What is in my own hands

I don't claim to know

Where my holiness goes

I just know that I like

What is starting to show

Sometimes

 

Clean...

 

As years go by

All the feelings inside

Twist and they turn

As they ride with the tide

I don't advise

And I don't criticise

I just know what I like

With my one eyes

Sometimes

 

Clean...

 

Sometimes

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NIRVANA

Mrs. Butterworth

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Your life is shit (shit)

Your life is bogus (bull)

Your life is crime (crime)

Your life is hell (hell)

 

I'm gonna die, start a new union (Alt: but not before you do)

I'm gonna die, with my libido

I'm gonna die, start a new union (Alt: but not before you do)

I'm gonna die, don't fuck with me

 

Your life is shit (shit)

Your life is clean (it is clean)

Your life is lame, it's not so funny

Your life is stale (frail, frail!)

 

I'm gonna die, start a new union (Alt: but not before you do)

I'm gonna hell on my libido

I'm gonna die, start a new union (Alt: but not before you do)

I'm gonna hell on my libido

I'm gonna die, start a new union (Alt: but not before you do)

I'm gonna hell on my libido

I'm gonna die, start a new union (Alt: but not before you do)

I'm gonna die, watch the pain!

 

Your life is shit.

 

"I'm gonna open up myself a flea market

I'm gonna open up myself a flea market

And you're gonna wish that you did

And retire on the profits

 

First off,

I'm gonna empty out all of my Mrs. Butterworth jars

And I'm gonna put 'em on a shelf with my 800 dollar a month tax free Century 21

shop

 

And then I am going to put my Mrs. Butterworth syrup jars on the shelf

Next to all the commemorative fast food chain glasses and cups I've accumulated

over the past 62 years

 

Then I'm going to get some plywood

 

I'm going to get some plywood and cut them up into two by two feet squares

Then I'm going to get some burlap and I'm going to cut them into

two by two feet squares, and then I'm going to put them onto the

pieces of plywood

 

And then I'm going to go to the beach

I'm going to go to the beach and I'm gonna collect some

shells and driftwood

 

And then I'm going to take the shells and driftwood and glue them

onto the plywood and burlap

 

And sell 'em for lots of money

 

People will be paying top dollar for my kids new used new

toys and clothing

 

Then maybe someday I can get rid of that

pissed-stained matress I've been sleeping on"

 

I'm gonna die, start a new union (Alt: but not before you do)

I'm gonna hell on my libido

I'm gonna die, start a new union (Alt: but not before you do)

I'm gonna die on my libido

I'm gonna die, start a new union (Alt: but not before you do)

I'm gonna die on my libido

I'm gonna die, start a new union (Alt: but not before you do)

I'm gonna die watch the pain

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Led Zeppelin

Celebration Day

(Jones/Page/Plant)

 

Her face is cracked from smiling, all the fears that she's been hiding,

And it seems pretty soon everybody's gonna know.

And her voice is sore from shouting, cheering winners who are losing,

And she worries if their days are few and soon they'll have to go.

 

*My, my, my, I'm so happy, I'm gonna join the band,

We are gonna dance and sing in celebration, We are in the promised land.

 

She hears them talk of new ways to protect the home she lives in,

Then she wonders what it's all about when they break down the door.

 

Her name is Brown or White or Black, you know her very well,

You hear her cries of mercy as the winners toll the bell.

 

* Chorus

There is a train that leaves the station heading for your destination,

But the price you pay to nowhere has increased a dollar more.

Yes, it has!

And if you walk you're gonna get there though it takes a little longer,

And when you see it in the distance you will wring your hands and moan.

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The ROLLING STONES

Salt of the Earth

 

 

Lets drink to the hard working people

Lets drink to the lowly of birth

Raise your glass to the good and the evil

Lets drink to the salt of the earth

 

Say a prayer for the common foot soldier

Spare a thought for his back breaking work

Say a prayer for his wife and his children

Who burn the fires and who still till the earth

 

And when i search a faceless crowd

a swirling mass of gray and

black and white

they don't look real to me

in fact, they look so strange

 

Raise your glass to the hard working people

Lets drink to the uncounted heads

Lets think of the wavering millions

Who need leaders but get gamblers instead

 

Spare a thought for the stay-at-home voter

His empty eyes gaze at strange beauty shows

And a parade of the gray suited grafters

A choice of cancer or polio

 

And when i search a faceless crowd

A swirling mass of gray and

Black and white

They don't look real to me

In fact, they look so strange

 

Lets drink to the hard working people

Lets think of the lowly of birth

Spare a thought for the rag taggy people

Lets drink to the salt of the earth

 

Lets drink to the hard working people

Lets drink to the salt of the earth

Lets think of the two thousand million

Lets think of the humble of birth

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RAMONES

Let's Go

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Don't wanna study on the G.I. bill

Want more action, haven't have my fill

Mercenary, fight for anyone

Fight for money

Fight for fun

 

Let's go

 

Got a country you wanna protect

But your army is more likely to defect

Hire my SMG with a full clip

On automatic it's guaranteed hit

 

Let's go

 

Gee it's kinda scary out here

Mosquitoes are happy tonight

Mommy, Daddy, can I please come home

Even if just for one night

 

Let's go

 

Shocked how deadly we fight back

Troublemakers who attack

Mercenary, fight for anyone

Fight for money, fight for fun

 

Let's go

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NIRVANA

If You Must

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I can read, I can write

I can breed, proven plight

Nurse my greed, crease infold

Is it me, or my ego ...

 

Write some words, make them rhyme

Thesis or story line

Set the mood, something new

Is it me, or my attitude ...

 

Ahhhhh...!

 

If you want

to put off

an image

 

The extremes (x2)

 

Act it out

Practicing

Perfecting

Pressuring

 

Onto me (x3)

 

I will wade in the fire

To explain your asylum

Idle times, analyzing

We'll compare all our sightings

You must

 

I speak

to hear

my voice

 

I can read, I can write

I can breed, proven plight

Nurse my greed, crease infold

Is it me, or my ego ...

 

Write some words, make them rhyme

Thesis or story line

Set the mood, something new

Is it me, or my attitude ...

 

If you want

to put off

an image

 

The extremes (x2)

 

Act it out

Practicing

Perfecting

Pressuring

 

Onto me (x7)

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Ramones

I Can't Make It On Time

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I can't make it on time

I can't make it on time

I keep tryin' and tryin'

I can't make it on time

 

I can't hurry and you can't wait

It doesn't matter 'cause we're already late

I can't get off the telephone

It always rings when I'm alone

 

You gotta wait wait

'Cause you don't need no one

Wait wait

'Cause you know that I'm the one

You gotta wait

Hey, hey, hey

Wait

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Led Zeppelin

Gallows Pole

(Trad. Arr. Jimmy Page)

 

Hangman, hangman, hold it a little while,

Think I see my friends coming, Riding a many mile.

Friends, did you get some silver?

Did you get a little gold?

What did you bring me, my dear friends, To keep me from the Gallows Pole?

What did you bring me to keep me from the Gallows Pole?

 

I couldn't get no silver, I couldn't get no gold,

You know that we're too damn poor to keep you from the Gallows Pole.

Hangman, hangman, hold it a little while,

I think I see my brother coming, riding a many mile.

Brother, did you get me some silver?

Did you get a little gold?

What did you bring me, my brother, to keep me from the Gallows Pole?

 

Brother, I brought you some silver,

I brought a little gold, I brought a little of everything

To keep you from the Gallows Pole.

Yes, I brought you to keep you from the Gallows Pole.

 

Hangman, hangman, turn your head awhile,

I think I see my sister coming, riding a many mile, mile, mile.

Sister, I implore you, take him by the hand,

Take him to some shady bower, save me from the wrath of this man,

Please take him, save me from the wrath of this man, man.

 

Hangman, hangman, upon your face a smile,

Pray tell me that I'm free to ride,

Ride for many mile, mile, mile.

 

Oh, yes, you got a fine sister, She warmed my blood from cold,

Brought my blood to boiling hot To keep you from the Gallows Pole,

Your brother brought me silver, Your sister warmed my soul,

But now I laugh and pull so hard And see you swinging on the Gallows Pole

 

Swingin' on the gallows pole!

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The ROLLING STONES

No Expectations

 

 

Take me to the station

And put me on a train

I've got no expectations

To pass through here again

 

Once I was a rich man

Now I am so poor

But never in my sweet short life

Have I felt like this before

 

You heart is like a diamond

You throw your pearls at swine

And as I watch you leaving me

You pack my piece of mind

 

Our love was like the water

That splashes on a stone

our love is like our music

its here, and then its gone

 

So take me to the airport

And put me on a plane

I got no expectations

To pass through here again

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DEPECHE MODE

Policy Of Truth

 

 

You had something to hide

Should have hidden it, shouldn't you

Now you're not satisfied

With what you're being put through

It's just time to pay the price

For not listening to advice

And deciding in your youth

On the policy of truth

 

Things used to be so different now

It used to be so civilised

You will always wonder how

It could have been if you'd only lied

It's too late to change events

It's time to face the consequence

For delivering the proof

In the policy of truth

 

Never again

Is what you swore

The time before

Never again

Is what you swore

The time before

 

Now you're standing there tongue tied

You'd better learn your lesson well

Hide what you have to hide

And tall what you have to tell

You'll see your problems multiplied

If you continually decide

To faithfully pursue

The policy of truth

 

Never again...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

DEPECHE MODE = ENJOY THE SILLENCE

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Led Zeppelin

That's The Way

(Page/Plant)

 

I don't know how I'm gonna tell you, I can't play with you no more,

I don't know how I'm gonna do what mama told me, My friend, the boy next door.

I can't believe what people saying, You're gonna let your hair hang down,

I'm satisfied to sit here working all day long, You're in the darker side of town.

 

And when I'm out I see you walking, Why don't your eyes see me,

Could it be you've found another game to play, What did mama say to me.

 

*That's The Way, Oh, That's The Way it ought to be,

Yeah, yeah, mama say That's The Way it ought to stay.

 

And yesterday I saw you standing by the river,

And weren't those tears that filled your eyes,

And all the fish that lay in dirty water dying,

Had they got you hypnotized?

 

And yesterday I saw you kissing tiny flowers,

But all that lives is born to die.

And so I say to you that nothing really matters,

And all you do is stand and cry.

 

I don't know what to say about it,

When all you ears have turned away,

But now's the time to look and look again at what you see,

Is that the way it ought to stay?

 

That's the way... That's the way it oughtta be

Oh don't you know now, Mama said.. that's the way it's gonna stay, yeah.

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NIRVANA

Pen Cap Chew

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*Cough*

 

Oh, lesser God (x4)

Oh, your lonely (x3)

Oh (x2)

 

You get, you get, you get, you get to me

Holy is the time, it's such an easy way to go

You get, you get, you get, you get to me

Hide the circle in the skin under a fingernail

 

(x4)

Oh, lesser God

Oh, your lonely

 

Waste your time by saving worthless gullibles

Kill a politician and then wear his clothes

This decade is the age of rehashing

Protest and then go to jail for trespassing

Throw me inside

 

Oh (x3)

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The Rolling Stones

Street Fighting Man

 

 

Everywhere I hear the sound of marching charging feet, boy

Cause summer's here, and the time is right

For fighting in the street, boy

 

But what can a poor boy do

except to sing for a rock and roll band

'cause in sleepy London town

There's just no place for a street fighting man! No!

 

Hey! think the time is right for a palace revolution

But where I live the game to play

Is compromise solution

 

Well then what can a poor boy do

except to sing for a rock and roll band

'cause this sleepy London town

Is just no place for a street fighting man! No!

 

Hey, said my name is called disturbance

I'll shout and scream

I'll kill the king

I'll rail at all his servants

 

Well what can a poor boy do

except to sing for a rock and roll band

'cause this sleepy run down town

Is just no place for a street fighting man!

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The BEATLES

Baby's in Black (Lennon/McCartney)

 

 

Oh dear, what can I do?

Baby's in black and I'm feeling blue,

Tell me, oh what can I do?

She thinks of him and so she dresses in black,

And though he'll never come back, she's dressed in black.

Oh dear, what can I do?

Baby's in black and I'm feeling blue,

Tell me, oh what can I do?

I think of her, but she only thinks of him,

And though it's only a whim, she thinks of him.

Oh how long will it take,

Till she sees the mistake she has made?

Dear what can I do?

Baby's in black and I'm feeling blue,

Tell me, oh what can I do?

Oh how long it will take,

Till she sees the mistake she has made?

Dear what can I do?

Baby's in black and I'm feeling blue,

Tell me, oh what can I do?

She thinks of him and so she dresses in black,

And though he'll never come back, she's dressed in black.

Oh dear, what can I do?

Baby's in black and I'm feeling blue,

Tell me, oh what can I do?

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Smashing Pumpkins

1979

 

Shakedown 1979, cool kids never have the time

On a live wire right up off the street

You and I should meet

Junebug skipping like a stone

With the headlights pointed at the dawn

We were sure we'd never see an end to it all

And I don't even care to shake these zipper blues

And we don't know

Just where our bones will rest

To dust I guess

Forgotten and absorbed into the earth below

Double cross the vacant and the bored

They're not sure just what we have in the store

Morphine city slippin dues down to see

That we don't even care as restless as we are

We feel the pull in the land of a thousand guilts

And poured cement, lamented and assured

To the lights and towns below

Faster than the speed of sound

Faster than we thought we'd go, beneath the sound of hope

Justine never knew the rules,

Hung down with the freaks and the ghouls

No apologies ever need be made, I know you better than you fake it

To see that we don't care to shake these zipper blues

And we don't know just where our bones will rest

To dust I guess

Forgotten and absorbed into the earth below

The street heats the urgency of sound

As you can see there's no one around

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