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woman in chainsYou better love loving and you better behaveYou better love loving and you better behaveWoman in chainsWoman in chainsCalls her man the great white hopeSays she’s fine, she’ll always copeOhh, woman in chainsWoman in chainsWell I feel lying and waiting is a poor man’s deal (a poor man’s deal)And I feel hopelessly weighed down by your eyes of steel (your eyes of steel)Well it’s a world gone crazyKeeps woman in chainsOh oh oh oh ohWoman in chainsWoman in chainsTrades her soul as skin and bonesSells the only thing she owns, oh ohWoman in chainsWoman in chainsMen of stoneMen of stoneOh, no no noWell I feelDeep in your heart there are wounds time can’t healAnd I feelSomebody somewhere is trying to breatheWell you know what I meanIt’s a world gone crazyKeeps woman in chainsIt’s under my skin but out of my handsI’ll tear it apart but I won’t understandI will not accept the greatness of manIt’s a world gone crazyKeeps a woman in chainsGone crazy, keeps woman in chainsSo free herSo free herSo free herSo free herSo free herSo free herSo free herSo free herSo free herSo free herSo free herSo free herSo free herSo free herSo free her+
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goodbye horsesHe told me, “I see you rise”But, it always fallsI see you come, I see you goHe say, “All things pass into the night”And I say, “Oh no sir I must say you’re wrongI must disagree, oh no sir, I must say you’re wrong”Won’t you listen to meHe told me, I’ve seen it all beforeI’ve been there, I’ve seen my hopes and dreamsA lying on the groundI’ve seen the sky just begin to fallHe say, “All things pass into the night”And I say, “Oh no sir, I must say you’re wrongI must disagree, oh no sir, I must say you’re wrong”Won’t you listen to meGoodbye horses I’m flying over youGoodbye horses I’m flying over youGoodbye horses I’m flying over youGoodbye horses I’m flying, flying, flying, flying over you -
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The official promo video for I Will Follow by U2. U2’s first ever promo video, and the first of many that they would go on to do with director Meiert Avis. Filmed in 1980, to accompany the single release of I Will Follow from the band’s debut album, Boy.I WILL FOLLOWI was on the outside when you saidYou needed meI was looking at myselfI was blind, I could not see.A boy tries hard to be a manHis mother takes him by the handIf he stops to think, he starts to cryOh why?If you walk away, walk awayI walk away, walk awayI will follow.If you walk away, walk awayI walk away, walk awayI will follow.I will follow.I was on the insideWhen they pulled the four walls downI was looking through the windowI was lost, I am found.If you walk away, walk awayI walk away, walk awayI will follow.If you walk away, walk awayI walk away, walk awayI will follow.I will follow.Your eyes make a circleI see you when I go in thereYour eyes, your eyesYour eyes, your eyes.If you walk away, walk awayI walk away, walk awayI will follow.If you walk away, walk awayI walk away, walk awayI will follow.I will follow.+
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I STILL HAVEN’T FOUND WHAT I’M LOOKING FORI have climbed the highest mountainsI have run through the fieldsOnly to be with youOnly to be with you.I have run, I have crawledI have scaled these city wallsThese city wallsOnly to be with you.But I still haven’t foundWhat I’m looking for.But I still haven’t foundWhat I’m looking for.I have kissed honey lipsFelt the healing in her finger tipsIt burned like fire(I was) burning inside her.I have spoke with the tongue of angelsI have held the hand of a devilIt was warm in the nightI was cold as a stone.But I still haven’t foundWhat I’m looking for.But I still haven’t foundWhat I’m looking for.I believe in the Kingdom ComeThen all the colours will bleed into oneBleed into one.But yes, I’m still running.You broke the bondsAnd you loosed the chainsCarried the cross of my shameOh my shame, you know I believe it.But I still haven’t foundWhat I’m looking for.But I still haven’t foundWhat I’m looking for.But I still haven’t foundWhat I’m looking for.But I still haven’t foundWhat I’m looking for.
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shoutShoutShoutLet it all outThese are the things I can do withoutCome onI’m talking to youCome onShoutShoutLet it all outThese are the things I can do withoutCome onI’m talking to youCome onIn violent timesYou shouldn’t have to sell your soulIn black and whiteThey really, really ought to knowThose one track mindsThat took you for a working boyKiss them goodbyeYou shouldn’t have to jump for joyYou shouldn’t have to jump for joyShoutShoutLet it all outThese are the things I can do withoutCome onI’m talking to youCome onThey gave you lifeAnd in return you gave them hellAs cold as iceI hope we live to tell the taleI hope we live to tell the taleShoutShoutLet it all outThese are the things I can do withoutCome onI’m talking to youCome onShoutShoutLet it all outThese are the things I can do withoutCome onI’m talking to youCome onShoutShoutLet it all out (let it all out)These are the things I can do withoutCome onI’m talking to youCome onAnd when you’ve taken down your guardIf I could change your mindI’d really love to break your heartI’d really love to break your heartShoutShoutLet it all outThese are the things I can do without(I’d really love to break your heart) come onI’m talking to youCome onShoutShoutLet it all outThese are the things I can do withoutCome onI’m talking to youCome onShoutShoutLet it all outThese are the things I can do withoutCome onI’m talking to youCome on(They really, really ought to know)ShoutShoutLet it all out(They really, really ought to know)These are the things I can do without(They really, really…) Come onI’m talking to you(They really, really ought to know) come onShoutShoutLet it all out(I’d really love to break your heart)These are the things I can do without(I’d really love to break your heart) come onI’m talking to youCome onShoutShoutLet it all outThese are the things I can do withoutCome on+
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head over heelsI wanted to be with you aloneAnd talk about the weatherBut traditions I can trace against the child in your faceWon’t escape my attentionYou keep your distance via the system of touchAnd gentle persuasionI’m lost in admiration, could I need you this much?Oh, you’re wasting my timeYou’re just, just, just wasting timeSomething happens and I’m head over heelsI never find out until I’m head over heelsSomething happens and I’m head over heelsAh, don’t take my heart, don’t break my heartDon’t, don’t, don’t throw it awayThrow it away, throw it awayI made a fire, and watching it burnThought of your futureWith one foot in the past, now just how long will it last?Now, now, now, have you no ambitions?My mother and my brothers used to breathing clean airAnd dreaming I’m a doctorIt’s hard to be a man when there’s a gun in your handOh, I feel soSomething happens and I’m head over heelsI never find out until I’m head over heelsSomething happens and I’m head over heelsAh, don’t take my heart, don’t break my heartDon’t, don’t, don’t throw it awayAnd this is my four leaf cloverI’m on the line, one open mindThis is my four leaf cloverIn my mind’s eyeOne little boy, one little manFunny how time flies -
STAIRWAY TO HEAVENThere’s a lady who’s sureAll that glitters is goldAnd she’s buying a stairway to heavenWhen she gets there she knowsIf the stores are all closedWith a word she can get what she came forOoh ooh ooh ooh oohAnd she’s buying a stairway to heavenThere’s a sign on the wallBut she wants to be sure‘Cause you know, sometimes words have two meaningsIn a tree by the brookThere’s a songbird who singsSometimes all of our thoughts are misgivenOoh, it makes me wonderOoh, it makes me wonderThere’s a feeling I getWhen I look to the westAnd my spirit is crying for leavingIn my thoughts I have seenRings of smoke through the treesAnd the voices of those who stand lookingOoh, it makes me wonderOoh, it really makes me wonderAnd it’s whispered that soonIf we all call the tuneThen the piper will lead us to reasonAnd a new day will dawnFor those who stand longAnd the forests will echo with laughterOh whoa-whoa-whoa, oh-ohIf there’s a bustle in your hedgerow, don’t be alarmed nowIt’s just a spring clean for the May QueenYes, there are two paths you can go by, but in the long runAnd there’s still time to change the road you’re onAnd it makes me wonderOh, whoaYour head is humming and it won’t goIn case you don’t knowThe piper’s calling you to join himDear lady, can you hear the wind blow?And did you knowYour stairway lies on the whispering wind?And as we wind on down the roadOur shadows taller than our soulThere walks a lady we all knowWho shines white light and wants to showHow everything still turns to goldAnd if you listen very hardThe tune will come to you at lastWhen all are one and one is all, yeahTo be a rock and not to rollAnd she’s buying a stairway to heaven
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LAY YOUR HANDS ON MESat in the corner of the Garden Grill, with plastic flowers on the window silNo more miracles, loaves and fishes, been so busy with the washing of the dishesReaction level’s much too high – I can do without the stimuliI’m living way beyond my ways and means, living in the zone of the inbetweensI can see the flashes on the frozen ocean, static charge of the cold emotionWatched on by the distant eyes – watched on by the silent hidden spiesBut still the warmth flows through meAnd I sense you know me wellNo luck, no golden chancesNo mitigating circumstances nowIt’s only common senseThere are no accidents around hereI am willing – lay your hands on meI am ready – lay your hands on meI believe – lay your hands on me, over meWorking in gardens, thornless roses, fat men play with their garden hosesPoolside laughter has a cynical bite, sausage speared by the cocktail satelliteI walk away from from light and sound, down stairways leading undergroundBut still the warmth flows through meAnd I sense you know me wellIt’s only common senseThere are no accidents around hereI am willing – lay your hands on meI am ready – lay your hands on meI believe – lay your hands on me, over me over meLay your hands on meLay your hands on meLay your hands on me, over me
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BIKOSeptember ’77Port Elizabeth weather fineIt was business as usualIn police room 619Oh Biko, Biko, because BikoOh Biko, Biko, because BikoYihla Moja, Yihla MojaThe man is deadWhen I try to sleep at nightI can only dream in redThe outside world is black and whiteWith only one color deadOh Biko, Biko, because BikoOh Biko, Biko, because BikoYihla Moja, Yihla MojaThe man is deadYou can blow out a candleBut you can’t blow out a fireOnce the flames begin to catchThe wind will blow it higherOh Biko, Biko, because BikoYihla Moja, Yihla MojaThe man is deadAnd the eyes of the world areWatching nowWatching now+
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https://www.youtube.com/watch/ZH_p5RybWhY Putin will hand back Crimea ‘kicking and screaming’ at the end of the war | Scott Lucas
“At the end of the day, Ukraine’s not gonna give Crimea to Russia.”When Russia’s full-scale-invasion of Ukraine ends, Russia will be pressured to hold an internationally recognisable referendum in Crimea, explains Scott Lucas, professor of international politics at the Clinton Institute, University College Dublin.
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GOING TO CALIFORNIASpent my days with a woman unkindSmoked my stuff and drank all my wineMade up my mind to make a new startGoing to California with an aching in my heartSomeone told me there’s a girl out thereWith love in her eyes and flowers in her hairTook my chances on a big jet planeNever let ’em tell ya that they’re all the sameOh, the sea was red and the sky was greyI wonder how tomorrow could ever follow todayThe mountains and the canyons start to tremble and shakeThe children of the sun begin to awake (watch out)It seems that the wrath of the gods got a punch on the noseAnd it’s startin’ to flow, I think I might be sinkin’Throw me a line, if I reach it in timeI’ll meet you up there where the path runs straight and highTo find a queen without a kingThey say she plays guitar and cries and sings, la-la-laRide a white mare in the footsteps of dawnTryin’ to find a woman who’s never, never, never been bornStandin’ on a hill in the mountain of dreamsTellin’ myself it’s not as hard, hard, hard as it seems
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jane saysJane says, “I’m done with Sergio”He treats me like a ragdoll”She hides the televisionSays, “I don’t owe him nothing, but if he comes back againTell him to wait right here for me or,Try again tomorrow I’m gonna kick tomorrowI’m gonna kick tomorrow”Jane says “have you seen my wig around”“I feel naked without it”She knows they all want her to goThat’s okay man she don’t like them anywayJane says, “I’m going away to SpainWhen I get my money savedI’m gonna start tomorrowI’m gonna kick tomorrowI’m gonna kick tomorrow”She gets mad and she starts to cryTakes a swing but she can’t hit!She don’t mean to harmShe just don’t know what else to do about itJane goes to the store at eightShe walks up on St. AndrewsShe waits and gets her dinner thereShe pulls her dinner from her pocketJane says, “I’ve never been in love”No, she don’t know what it isShe only knows if someone wants her“I want ’em if they want meI only know they want me”Jane says. . .Jane says. . .
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SABBATH BLOODY SABBATHYou’ve seen right through distorted eyesYou know you had to learnThe execution of your mindYou really had to turnThe race is run, the book is readThe end begins to showThe truth is out, the lies are oldBut you don’t want to knowNobody will ever let you knowWhen you ask the reasons whyThey just tell you that you’re on your ownFill your head all full of liesThe people who have crippled youYou want to see them burnThe gates of life have closed on youAnd there’s just no returnYou’re wishing that the hands of doomCould take your mind awayAnd you don’t care if you don’t see againThe light of dayNobody will ever let you knowWhen you ask the reasons whyThey just tell you that you’re on your ownFill your head all full of liesYou bastardsWhere can you run to?What more can you do?No more tomorrowLife is killing youDreams turn to nightmaresHeaven turns to hellBurned out confusionNothing more to tell, yeahEverything around youWhat’s it coming to?God knows as your dog noseBog blast all of youSabbath bloody SabbathNothing more to doLiving just for dyingDying just for you, yeah
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