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Stood there boldly
Sweatin' in the sun Felt like a million Felt like number one The height of summer I'd never felt that strong Like a rock I was eighteen Didn't have a care Working for peanuts Not a dime to spare But I was lean and Solid everywhere Like a rock My hands were steady My eyes were clear and bright My walk had purpose My steps were quick and light And I held firmly To what I felt was right Like a rock Like a rock, I was strong as I could be Like a rock, nothin' ever got to me Like a rock, I was something to see Like a rock [ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/like-a-ro...bob-seger.html ] And I stood arrow straight Unencumbered by the weight Of all these hustlers and their schemes I stood proud, I stood tall High above it all I still believed in my dreams Twenty years now Where'd they go? Twenty years I don't know Sit and I wonder sometimes Where they've gone And sometimes late at night When I'm bathed in the firelight The moon comes callin' a ghostly white And I recall I Recall Like a rock. standin' arrow straight Like a rock, chargin' from the gate Like a rock, carryin' the weight Like a rock Lihe a rock, the sun upon my skin Like a rock, hard against the wind Like a rock, I see myself again Like a rock <STYLE>html, body {background-color: transparent; border: 0; overflow: hidden; margin: 0; color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; text-align: center; line-height: 23px; padding: 3px 0 0 0;} p {margin: 0; padding:0 0 20px;}</STYLE><STYLE>@media print{body{display: none;}}</STYLE> |
"Rode a tank, held a general's rank, while the Blitzkrieg raged and the bodies stank..."
-- Stones: Sympathy for the Devil. |
Jumped, humped born to suffer
Made to undress in the wilderness |
So often times it happens that we live our lives in chains
And we never even know we have the key |
I pimp thru town with the top laid back
black hat fine blonde cold Pabst in my lap I'll adapt |
to much walkin', shoes worn thin
too much trippin' and my soul's worn thin |
If rhyme was a drug I'd sell it by the gram.
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If you see kay, (F U C K) get it?
tell her I love her |
My body tells me, "No"
But I won't quit Cuz I want more I want more -Young the Giant- |
Jesus, some of these are depressing as hell!
Mine would be, " when you work all day, you gotta Uh! all night! |
Bring The Boys Back Home
Roger Waters, The Wall |
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if hitlers cock would start to talk it would say to kill today |
What's my drug of choice? Well what do you got? I don't go broke, and I do it a lot.
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Tied - tied to a time
When we knew that the sun would shine And you were all smiles And we could just talk for a while... Of where we would be when the future comes And how you would paint while I wrote my songs If I could find you And tell you about my life Or maybe just write And remind you of when we would dream... Of where we would be when the future comes And how you would paint while I wrote my songs Strange how you never become The person you see when you're young |
This has always been one of my favorites
Thought disorder
Dream control Now they read my mind on the radio ...... I'm lying here in bed Swear my skin is inside out Just another Sunday morning (Voices - Dream Theater) |
Hey man! Look at me rockin' out,
I'm on the radiooooooo, Hey man! Look at me rockin' out, I'm on the videooooooo, With Danny and Lisa, (Radio/Video -System Of A Down) |
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Send lawyers, guns and money...dad
I wake up and French kiss the morning |
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"You don't want to work you want to live like a king but the big bad world doesn't owe you a thing" |
We are like sheep without a shepard
we dont' know how to be alone So we wonder round this desert And wind up following the wrong God home But the flock cries out for another And they keep answering that bell One more starry eyed Messiah Meets a violent farewell. - The Eagles Please allow me to introduce myself I'm a man of wealth and taste. - Rolling Stones Outside in the cold distance a wildcat did growl two riders were approaching and the wind began to howl - Hendrix (Dylan lyric) We learned more from a 3 minute record baby than we ever did in school - Springsteen In the clearing stands a boxer and a fighter by his trade And he carries the reminders Of every glove that laid him down Or cut him till he cried out In his anger and his shame I am leaving, I am leaving but the fighter still remains - Simon and Garfunkel You do what you do, and you pay for your sins And there's no such thing as what might have been It's just a waste of time; drive you out of your mind - Tim McGraw |
She followed him out as he saddled his stallion
An laughed as she grabbed at the bay He shot her so quickly they had no time to warn her She never heard anyone say Don't cross him don't boss him He's wild in his sorrow Hes ridin and hiddin his pain Don't fight him don't spite him just wait till tomorrow maybe he'll ride on again. Willie |
the yellowed hair lady was buried at sunset
The stranger went free of course For you can't hang a man for killin a woman who's tryin to steal your horse. |
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