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She’s a good girl, loves her mamaLoves Jesus and America tooShe’s a good girl, is crazy ’bout ElvisLoves horses and her boyfriend tooAnd it’s a long day livin’ in ResedaThere’s a freeway runnin’ through the yardAnd I’m a bad boy, ’cause I don’t even miss herI’m a bad boy for breakin’ her heartAnd I’m freeFree fallin’Yeah, I’m freeFree fallin’And all the vampires walkin’ through the valleyMove west down Ventura Boulevard (Ventura Boulevard)And all the bad boys are standin’ in the shadowsAnd the good girls are home with broken heartsAnd I’m freeI’m free fallin’Yeah, I’m freeFree fallin’Free fallin’, now I’m free fallin’, now I’mFree fallin’, now I’m free fallin’, now I’mI wanna glide down over Mulholland (oh-ah)I wanna write her name in the sky (oh-ah)I’m gonna free fall out into nothin’ (oh-ah)Gonna leave this world for awhile (oh-ah)And I’m free (free fallin’, now I’m free fallin’, now I’m)Free fallin’ (free fallin’, now I’m free fallin’, now I’m)Yeah, I’m free (free fallin’, now I’m free fallin’, now I’m)Free fallin’ (free fallin’, now I’m free fallin’, now I’m)Free fallin’, now I’m free fallin’, now I’mYeah, I’m freeFree fallin’Oh! (Free fallin’, now I’m free fallin’, now I’m)Free fallin’ (free fallin’, now I’m free fallin’, now I’m)And I’m free (free fallin’, now I’m free fallin’) oh! (Now I’m)Free fallin’ (free fallin’, now I’m free fallin’, now I’m)Free fallin’, now I’m free fallin’, now I’mFree fallin’ (free fallin’, now I’m free…)+
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The sun shinesAnd people forgetThe spray flies as the speedboat glidesAnd people forgetForget they’re hidingThe girls smileAnd people forgetThe snow packs as the skier tracksPeople forgetForget they’re hidingBehind an eminence frontEminence front, it’s a put onIt’s an eminence frontIt’s an eminence front, it’s a put onAn eminence frontEminence front, it’s a put onEminence frontIt’s an eminence frontIt’s an eminence front, it’s a put onIt’s a put on, it’s a put on, it’s a put onCome and join the partyDress to killWon’t you come and join the partyDress to kill, dress to killDrinks flowPeople forgetThat big wheel spins, the hair thinsPeople forgetForget they’re hidingThe news slowsPeople forgetTheir shares crash, hopes are dashedPeople forgetForget they’re hidingBehind an eminence frontAn eminence front, it’s a put onIt’s just an eminence frontAn eminence front, it’s a put onAn eminence frontAn eminence front, it’s a put onEminence frontIt’s an eminence front, it’s a put onIt’s a put on, it’s a put on, it’s a put onCome on join the partyDress toCome on join the partyDress toCome on join the partyDress toCome on join the partyDress to killDress yourself, dressed to kill
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Isn’t much that I feel I needA solid soul and the blood I bleedWith a little girl, and by my spouseI only want a proper houseThere isn’t much that I feel I needA solid soul and the blood I bleedWith a little girl, and by my spouseI only want a proper houseIsn’t much that I feel I needA solid soul and the blood I bleedWith a little girl, and by my spouseI only want a proper houseThere isn’t much that I feel I needA solid soul and the blood I bleedWith a little girl, and by my spouseI only want a proper houseI don’t care for fancy thingsOr to take part in a precious raceAnd children cry for the one who hasA real big heart and a father’s graveI don’t care for fancy thingsOr to take part in a precious raceAnd children cry for the one who hasA real big heart and a father’s graveOn my father’s graveOn my father’s graveOn my father’s graveOn my father’s graveOn my father’s graveOn my father’s graveOn my father’s graveOn my father’s graveI don’t mean to seem like I care about material thingsLike a social statusI just want four walls and adobe slabs for my girls (ahoo)I don’t mean to seem like I care about material thingslike a social statusI just want four walls and adobe slabs for my girlsThere isn’t much that I feel I needA solid soul and the blood I bleedWith a little girl, and by my spouseI only want a proper houseI don’t care for fancy thingsOr to take part in a precious raceAnd children cry for the one who hasA real big heart and a father’s graveOn my father’s graveOn my father’s graveOn my father’s graveOn my father’s graveOn my father’s graveOn my father’s graveOn my father’s graveOn my father’s graveI don’t mean to seem like I care about material thingsLike a social statusI just want four walls and adobe slabs for my girls (ahoo)I don’t mean to seem like I care about material thingslike a social statusI just want four walls and adobe slabs for my girls (ahoo)I don’t mean to seem like I care about material thingsLike a social statusI just want four walls and adobe slabs for my girls (ahoo)I don’t mean to seem like I care about material thingsLike a social statusI just want four walls and adobe slabs for my girls (ahoo)+
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I’ve been looking so long at these pictures of youThat I almost believe that they’re realI’ve been living so long with my pictures of youThat I almost believe that the pictures are all I can feelRemembering you standing quiet in the rainAs I ran to your heart to be nearAnd we kissed as the sky fell in, holding you closeHow I always held close in your fearRemembering you running soft through the nightYou were bigger and brighter and wider than snowYou screamed at the make-believe, screamed at the skyAnd you finally found all your courage to let it all goRemembering you, fallen into my armsCrying for the death of your heartYou were stone white, so delicateLost in the coldYou were always so lost in the darkRemembering you how you used to beSlow drowned, you were angelsSo much more than everythingHold for the last time then slip away quietlyOpen my eyes, but I never see anythingIf only I’d thought of the right wordsI could have held on to your heartIf only I’d thought of the right wordsI wouldn’t be breaking apart all my pictures of youLooking so long at these pictures of youBut I never hold on to your heartLooking so long for the words to be trueBut always just breaking apartMy pictures of youThere was nothing in the world that I ever wanted moreThan to feel you deep in my heartThere was nothing in the world that I ever wanted moreThan to never feel the breaking apartMy pictures of you
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… That’s great, it starts with an earthquakeBirds and snakes, and aeroplanesAnd Lenny Bruce is not afraid… Eye of a hurricane, listen to yourself churnWorld serves its own needsDon’t mis-serve your own needsSpeed it up a notch, speed, grunt, no, strengthThe ladder starts to clatterWith a fear of height, down, heightWire in a fire, represent the seven gamesAnd a government for hire and a combat siteLeft her, wasn’t coming in a hurryWith the Furies breathing down your neck… Team by team, reporters baffled, trumped, tethered, croppedLook at that low plane, fine, thenUh oh, overflow, population, common groupBut it’ll do, save yourself, serve yourselfWorld serves its own needs, listen to your heart bleedTell me with the Rapture and the reverent in the right, rightYou vitriolic, patriotic, slam fight, bright lightFeeling pretty psyched… It’s the end of the world as we know itIt’s the end of the world as we know itIt’s the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine… Six o’clock, T.V. hour, don’t get caught in foreign towerSlash and burn, return, listen to yourself churnLock him in uniform, book burning, bloodlettingEvery motive escalate, automotive incinerateLight a candle, light a motive, step down, step downWatch your heel crush, crush, uh ohThis means no fear, cavalier, renegade and steering clearA tournament, a tournament, a tournament of liesOffer me solutions, offer me alternatives and I decline… It’s the end of the world as we know it (I had some time alone)It’s the end of the world as we know it (I had some time alone)It’s the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine (time I had some time alone)I feel fine (I feel fine)… It’s the end of the world as we know it (time I had some time alone)It’s the end of the world as we know it (time I had some time alone)It’s the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine (time I had some time alone)… The other night I drifted nice continental drift divideMountains sit in a line, Leonard BernsteinLeonid Brezhnev, Lenny Bruce and Lester BangsBirthday party, cheesecake, jellybean, boomYou symbiotic, patriotic, slam but neck, right, right… It’s the end of the world as we know it (time I had some time alone)It’s the end of the world as we know it (time I had some time alone)It’s the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine (time I had some time alone)… It’s the end of the world as we know itIt’s the end of the world as we know itIt’s the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine (time I had some time alone)… It’s the end of the world as we know it (time I had some time alone)It’s the end of the world as we know it (time I had some time alone)It’s the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine (time I had some time alone)… It’s the end of the world as we know it (time I had some time alone)It’s the end of the world as we know it (time I had some time alone)It’s the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine (time I had some time alone)+
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I said you wanna be startin’ somethin’You got to be startin’ somethin’I said you wanna be startin’ somethin’You got to be startin’ somethin’It’s too high to get over (yeah, yeah)Too low to get under (yeah, yeah)You’re stuck in the middle (yeah, yeah)And the pain is thunder (yeah, yeah)It’s too high to get over (yeah, yeah)Too low to get under (yeah, yeah)You’re stuck in the middle (yeah, yeah)And the pain is thunder (yeah, yeah)I took my baby to the doctorWith a fever, but nothin’ he foundBy the time this hit the streetThey said she had a breakdownSomeone’s always tryin’To start my baby cryin’Talkin’, squealin’, lyin’Sayin’ you just want to be startin’ somethin’I said you wanna be startin’ somethin’You got to be startin’ somethin’I said you wanna be startin’ somethin’You got to be startin’ somethin’It’s too high to get over (yeah, yeah)Too low to get under (yeah, yeah)You’re stuck in the middle (yeah, yeah)And the pain is thunder (yeah, yeah)It’s too high to get over (yeah, yeah)Too low to get under (yeah, yeah)You’re stuck in the middle (yeah, yeah)And the pain is thunder (yeah, yeah)You love to pretend that you’re goodWhen you’re always up to no goodYou really can’t make him hate herSo your tongue became a razorSomeone’s always tryin’To keep my baby cryin’Treacherous, cunnin’, declinin’You got my baby cryin’I said you wanna be startin’ somethin’ (hee!)You got to be startin’ somethin’I said you wanna be startin’ somethin’You got to be startin’ somethin’It’s too high to get over (yeah, yeah)Too low to get under (yeah, yeah)You’re stuck in the middle (yeah, yeah)And the pain is thunder (yeah, yeah)It’s too high to get over (yeah, yeah)Too low to get under (yeah, yeah)You’re stuck in the middle (yeah, yeah)And the pain is thunder (yeah, yeah)You’re a vegetable (you’re a vegetable)You’re a vegetable (you’re a vegetable)Still they hate you (still they hate you)You’re a vegetable (you’re a vegetable)You’re just a buffet (you’re just a buffet, you’re a vegetable)You’re a vegetable (you’re a vegetable)They eat off of you (they eat off of you, you’re a vegetable)You’re a vegetable, ow!Billie Jean is always talkin’When nobody else is talkin’Tellin’ lies and rubbin’ shouldersSo they called her mouth a motorSomeone’s always tryin’To start my baby cryin’Talkin’, squealin’, spyin’Sayin’ you just want to be startin’ somethin’I said you wanna be startin’ somethin’You got to be startin’ somethin’I said you wanna be startin’ somethin’You got to be startin’ somethin’It’s too high to get over (yeah, yeah)Too low to get under (yeah, yeah)You’re stuck in the middle (yeah, yeah)And the pain is thunder (yeah, yeah)It’s too high to get over (yeah, yeah)Too low to get under (yeah, yeah)You’re stuck in the middle (yeah, yeah)And the pain is thunder (yeah, yeah)You’re a vegetable (you’re a vegetable)You’re a vegetable (you’re a vegetable)Still they hate you (still they hate you)You’re a vegetable (you’re a vegetable)You’re just a buffet (you’re just a buffet, you’re a vegetable)You’re a vegetable (you’re a vegetable)They eat off of you (they eat off of you, you’re a vegetable)You’re a vegetable, ow!Ow!Hee hee, ha-ha, ooh!If you can’t feed your baby (yeah, yeah)Then don’t have a baby (yeah, yeah)And don’t think maybe (yeah, yeah)If you can’t feed your baby (yeah, yeah)You’ll be always tryin’To stop that child from cryin’Hustlin’, stealin’, lyin’Now baby’s slowly dyin’I said you wanna be startin’ somethin’You got to be startin’ somethin’I said you wanna be startin’ somethin’You got to be startin’ somethin’It’s too high to get over (yeah, yeah)It’s too low to get under (yeah, yeah)You’re stuck in the middle (yeah, yeah)And the pain is thunder (yeah, yeah)It’s too high to get over (yeah, yeah)It’s too low to get under (yeah, yeah)You’re stuck in the middle (yeah, yeah)And the pain is thunder (yeah, yeah)Lift your head up highAnd scream out to the world“I know I am someone”And let the truth unfurlNo one can hurt you nowBecause you know what’s trueYes, I believe in meSo you believe in youHelp me sing itMa-ma-se, ma-ma-sa, ma-ma-ko-ssa (hoo-hoo)Ma-ma-se, ma-ma-sa, ma-ma-ko-ssa (hee-hee-hee)Ma-ma-se, ma-ma-sa, ma-ma-ko-ssa (hee-hee-hee)Ma-ma-se, ma-ma-sa, ma-ma-ko-ssaMa-ma-se, ma-ma-sa, ma-ma-ko-ssa (help me sing it babe)Ma-ma-se, ma-ma-sa, ma-ma-ko-ssa (hee-hee-hee)Ma-ma-se, ma-ma-sa, ma-ma-ko-ssaMa-ma-se, ma-ma-sa, ma-ma-ko-ssa (yeah, sing it to the world)Ma-ma-se, ma-ma-sa, ma-ma-ko-ssa (sing it out loud)Ma-ma-se, ma-ma-sa, ma-ma-ko-ssa (hoo-hoo)Ma-ma-se, ma-ma-sa, ma-ma-ko-ssaMa-ma-se, ma-ma-sa, ma-ma-ko-ssa (help me sing it)Ma-ma-se, ma-ma-sa, ma-ma-ko-ssaMa-ma-se, ma-ma-sa, ma-ma-ko-ssa (hoo-hoo)Ma-ma-se, ma-ma-sa, ma-ma-ko-ssa (hee-hee-hee)Ma-ma-se, ma-ma-sa, ma-ma-ko-ssa (help me sing it)Ma-ma-se, ma-ma-sa, ma-ma-ko-ssa (hoo-hoo)Ma-ma-se, ma-ma-sa, ma-ma-ko-ssa (hee-hee-hee)Ma-ma-se, ma-ma-sa, ma-ma-ko-ssaMa-ma-se, ma-ma-sa, ma-ma-ko-ssa (sing it to the world)Ma-ma-se, ma-ma-sa, ma-ma-ko-ssaMa-ma-se, ma-ma-sa, ma-ma-ko-ssaMa-ma-se, ma-ma-sa, ma-ma-ko-ssaMa-ma-se, ma-ma-sa, ma-ma-ko-ssaMa-ma-se, ma-ma-sa, ma-ma-ko-ssaMa-ma-se, ma-ma-sa, ma-ma-ko-ssaMa-ma-se, ma-ma-sa, ma-ma-ko-ssaMa-ma-se, ma-ma-sa, ma-ma-ko-ssaMa-ma-se, ma-ma-sa, ma-ma-ko-ssa (hoo-hoo)Ma-ma-se, ma-ma-sa, ma-ma-ko-ssa (hee-hee-hee)Ma-ma-se, ma-ma-sa, ma-ma-ko-ssa (hee-hee-hee)Ma-ma-se, ma-ma-sa, ma-ma-ko-ssaMa-ma-se, ma-ma-sa, ma-ma-ko-ssa (help me sing it, babe)Ma-ma-se, ma-ma-sa, ma-ma-ko-ssa (hee-hee-hee)Ma-ma-se, ma-ma-sa, ma-ma-ko-ssa (yeah)Ma-ma-se, ma-ma-sa, ma-ma-ko-ssa (sing it to the world)Ma-ma-se, ma-ma-sa, ma-ma-ko-ssa (sing it out loud)Ma-ma-se, ma-ma-sa, ma-ma-ko-ssa (hoo-hoo)Ma-ma-se, ma-ma-sa, ma-ma-ko-ssaMa-ma-se, ma-ma-sa…
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Hush now, don’t you cryWipe away the teardrop from your eyeYou’re lying safe in bedIt was all a bad dream spinning in your headYour mind tricked you to feel the painOf someone close to you leaving the game of lifeSo here it is, another chanceWide awake you face the day, your dream is overOr has it just begun?There’s a place I like to hideA doorway that I run through in the nightRelax child, you were thereBut only didn’t realize and you were scaredIt’s a place where you will learnTo face your fears, retrace the yearsAnd ride the whims of your mindCommanding in another worldSuddenly you hear and see this magic new dimensionwill be watching over you(I) am gonna help you see it through(I) will protect you in the night(I) am smiling next to you, in silent lucidityI can’t do thisVisualize your dream, record it in the present tensePut it into a permanent formIf you persist in your efforts, you can achieve dream controlHow’s that then, better?Dream control, dream controlHelp meIf you open your mind for meYou won’t rely on open eyes to seeThe walls you built withinCome tumbling down, and a new world will beginLiving twice at once, you learnYou’re safe from the pain in the dream domainA soul set free to flyA round trip journey in your headMaster of illusion, can you realizeYour dream’s alive, you can be the guide butwill be watching over you(I) am gonna help you see it through(I) will protect you in the night(I) I’m smiling next to you
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