The return of the Lyric Association Thread
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There's battle lines being drawn
Nobody's right if everybody's wrong
Young people speaking their minds
Getting so much resistance from behind
Nobody's right if everybody's wrong
Young people speaking their minds
Getting so much resistance from behind
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It's getting to the point where I'm no fun anymore
I am sorry
Sometimes it hurts so badly I must cry out loud
I am lonely
I am yours, you are mine, you are what you are
You make it hard
I am sorry
Sometimes it hurts so badly I must cry out loud
I am lonely
I am yours, you are mine, you are what you are
You make it hard
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If you're down and confused
And you don't remember who you're talkin' to
Concentration slip away
Because your baby is so far away
Well, there's a rose in a fisted glove
And the eagle flies with the dove
And if you can't be with the one you love, honey
Love the one you're with
Love the one you're with
And you don't remember who you're talkin' to
Concentration slip away
Because your baby is so far away
Well, there's a rose in a fisted glove
And the eagle flies with the dove
And if you can't be with the one you love, honey
Love the one you're with
Love the one you're with
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Remember when you were young, you shone like the sun.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Dodging lions and a-wasting time
In memory of ChiefScott
In memory of ChiefScott
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Had me a couple of real nice girlfriends
Stopped by to see me every once in a while
When I think back about those days
All I can do is sit and smile
That's when a sport was a sport
And groovin' was groovin'
And dancin' meant everything
We were young, and we were improvin'
Stopped by to see me every once in a while
When I think back about those days
All I can do is sit and smile
That's when a sport was a sport
And groovin' was groovin'
And dancin' meant everything
We were young, and we were improvin'
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When I think back on all the crap I learned in high school
It's a wonder I can think at all
And though my lack of education hasn't hurt me none
I can read the writing on the wall
It's a wonder I can think at all
And though my lack of education hasn't hurt me none
I can read the writing on the wall
Dodging lions and a-wasting time
In memory of ChiefScott
In memory of ChiefScott
Re: The return of the Lyric Association Thread
Something in the air tonight reminds me of you
The way we used to laugh and all the things we used to do
It's been so many years now, I've lost count
Though the presence of your memory I've never been without
And I wonder where you are tonight
Yes I wonder where you are tonight
The way we used to laugh and all the things we used to do
It's been so many years now, I've lost count
Though the presence of your memory I've never been without
And I wonder where you are tonight
Yes I wonder where you are tonight
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Well, there's a girl that lives up the block
Back in school she could turn all the boy's heads
Sometimes on a Friday I'll stop by
And have a few drinks after she put her kids to bed
Her and her husband Bobby well they split up
I guess it's two years gone by now
We just sit around talking about the old times
She says when she feels like crying
She starts laughing thinking about
Glory days well they'll pass you by
Glory days in the wink of a young girl's eye
Glory days, glory days
Back in school she could turn all the boy's heads
Sometimes on a Friday I'll stop by
And have a few drinks after she put her kids to bed
Her and her husband Bobby well they split up
I guess it's two years gone by now
We just sit around talking about the old times
She says when she feels like crying
She starts laughing thinking about
Glory days well they'll pass you by
Glory days in the wink of a young girl's eye
Glory days, glory days
Re: The return of the Lyric Association Thread
Well we got no choice
All the girls and boys
Making all that noise
'Cause they found new toys
Well we can't salute ya
Can't find a flag
If that don't suit ya
That's a drag
School's out for summer
School's out forever
School’s been blown to pieces
All the girls and boys
Making all that noise
'Cause they found new toys
Well we can't salute ya
Can't find a flag
If that don't suit ya
That's a drag
School's out for summer
School's out forever
School’s been blown to pieces
Dodging lions and a-wasting time
In memory of ChiefScott
In memory of ChiefScott
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In the attic lights
Voices scream
Nothing's seen
Real's a dream
Leaving the things that are real behind
Leaving the things that you love from mind
All of the things that you learned from fears
Nothing is left for the years
Voices scream
Nothing's seen
Real's a dream
Toys, toys, toys in the attic
Toys, toys, toys in the attic
Toys, toys, toys in the attic
Toys, toys, toys in the attic
Voices scream
Nothing's seen
Real's a dream
Leaving the things that are real behind
Leaving the things that you love from mind
All of the things that you learned from fears
Nothing is left for the years
Voices scream
Nothing's seen
Real's a dream
Toys, toys, toys in the attic
Toys, toys, toys in the attic
Toys, toys, toys in the attic
Toys, toys, toys in the attic
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Leaving Texas
Fourth day of July
Sun so hot, clouds so low
The eagles filled the sky
Fourth day of July
Sun so hot, clouds so low
The eagles filled the sky
Dodging lions and a-wasting time
In memory of ChiefScott
In memory of ChiefScott
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Art takes time, time is money
Money's scarce and that ain't funny
Millionaires are things of the past
We're in a low budget film where nothing can last
Money's rare there's none to be found
So don't think I'm tight if I don't buy a round
Money's scarce and that ain't funny
Millionaires are things of the past
We're in a low budget film where nothing can last
Money's rare there's none to be found
So don't think I'm tight if I don't buy a round
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Newspaper men eating candy
Had to be held down by big police
Someday everything's gonna be different
When I paint that masterpiece
Had to be held down by big police
Someday everything's gonna be different
When I paint that masterpiece
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And I carry it with me like my daddy did
But I'm livin' the dream
That he kept hid
Movin' me down the highway
Rollin' me down the highway
Movin' ahead so life won't pass me by
But I'm livin' the dream
That he kept hid
Movin' me down the highway
Rollin' me down the highway
Movin' ahead so life won't pass me by
Dodging lions and a-wasting time
In memory of ChiefScott
In memory of ChiefScott
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The time's real short, you know the distance is long
I'd like to have a jet but it's not in the song
Climb back in the cab, cross your fingers for luck
We gotta keep moving if we're going to make a buck
Let it roll down the highway
Let it roll down the highway
Roll
Let it roll
I'd like to have a jet but it's not in the song
Climb back in the cab, cross your fingers for luck
We gotta keep moving if we're going to make a buck
Let it roll down the highway
Let it roll down the highway
Roll
Let it roll
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Leavin' home, out on the road
I've been down before
Ridin' along in this big ol' jet plane
I've been thinkin' about my home
But my love light seems so far away
And I feel like it's all been done
Somebody's tryin' to make me stay
You know I've got to be movin' on
Oh, oh big ol' jet airliner
Don't carry me too far away
Oh, oh big ol' jet airliner
'Cause it's here that I've got to stay
I've been down before
Ridin' along in this big ol' jet plane
I've been thinkin' about my home
But my love light seems so far away
And I feel like it's all been done
Somebody's tryin' to make me stay
You know I've got to be movin' on
Oh, oh big ol' jet airliner
Don't carry me too far away
Oh, oh big ol' jet airliner
'Cause it's here that I've got to stay
Dodging lions and a-wasting time
In memory of ChiefScott
In memory of ChiefScott
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Give me a ticket for an aeroplane
I ain't got time to take no fast train
Oh ,the lonely days are gone
I'll be back home
My baby she wrote me a letter
I ain't got time to take no fast train
Oh ,the lonely days are gone
I'll be back home
My baby she wrote me a letter
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You don't know what's going on
You've been away for far too long
You can't come back and think you are still mine
You're out of touch my baby
My poor discarded baby
I said, baby, baby, baby, you're out of time
You've been away for far too long
You can't come back and think you are still mine
You're out of touch my baby
My poor discarded baby
I said, baby, baby, baby, you're out of time
Dodging lions and a-wasting time
In memory of ChiefScott
In memory of ChiefScott
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He bag production, he got walrus gumboot
He got Ono sideboard, he one spinal cracker
He got feet down below his knee
Hold you in his armchair, you can feel his disease
Come together, right now
Over me
He got Ono sideboard, he one spinal cracker
He got feet down below his knee
Hold you in his armchair, you can feel his disease
Come together, right now
Over me
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Over and over, always tried to get away
Living in a daydream, only place I had to stay
Fever of a breakout burning in me miles wide
People around me talking to the walls inside
OZZY!!
Living in a daydream, only place I had to stay
Fever of a breakout burning in me miles wide
People around me talking to the walls inside
OZZY!!
Dodging lions and a-wasting time
In memory of ChiefScott
In memory of ChiefScott