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So take your cat and leave my sweater 'Cause my lyrics suck and the music's no better In fact I just string words together But you'll still sing this crap |
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'The ultimate measure of a man is not where he stands in moments of comfort and convenience, but where he stands at times of challenge and controversy.'Martin Luther King Junior |
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So take your cat and leave my sweater 'Cause my lyrics suck and the music's no better In fact I just string words together But you'll still sing this crap |
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I wish I was a neutron bomb, for once I could go off I wish I was a sacrifice but somehow still lived on I wish I was a sentimental ornament you hung on The Christmas tree, I wish I was the star that went on top I wish I was the evidence, I wish I was the grounds For 50 million hands upraised and open toward the sky |
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These days the stars seem out of reach But these days there ain't a ladder on these streets These days are fast, love don't last in this graceless age Even innocence has caught the midnight train And there ain't nobody left but us these days Last edited by Butters; 11-08-2006 at 06:36 PM.. |
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These days the stars seem out of reach But these days there ain't a ladder on these streets These days are fast, love don't last in this graceless age Even innocence has caught the midnight train And there ain't nobody left but us these days |
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