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Kid - Clint Black

"Verse one Last night I dreamed I was a kid again All the things I used to do I went and did again Spent the afternoon with my best and closest friend Wanderin' through the days we thought would never"

Kid - Bouncing Souls

"You're a good kid Play the game to break your heart You've gotta get back to where you started Pay attention now or it'll slip by It's your heart, don't let it die Leave it all behind Whoooaaaa (catchy"

Bullet On Mott St. - Agnostic Front

"I know he had a lot on his mind I know he put a bullet in his brain Too many times Ive tried to realize He had a lot held a lot of pain. Ive seen a lot of fighting seen a lot of pain Seen a lot of fucked"

The Wheel Of The Quivering Meat Conception - Mott The Hoople

"(Ian Hunter/Guy Stevens) This isn't a song in the true sense of the word - it is an end-of-session jam (sounds a bit like 'The Journey'); but I have included it anyway. This has been the Mott the Hoople light"

Kid Summer - Jackson's Kid Summer

"Three quarters and I can't sleep Got a lot of dreams that I can't keep Praying to her lord Why don't you save me? Three quarters, never learned to cook Got your back turned cause you can't look Caught"

The Kid - Art Garfunkel

"I'm the kid who ran away with the circus Now I'm watering elephants But I sometimes lie awake in the sawdust Dreaming I'm in a suit of light Late at night in the empty big top I'm All alone on the"

The Kid - Peter, Paul & Mary

"I'm the kid who ran away with the circus Now I'm watering elephants But I sometimes lie awake in the sawdust Dreaming I'm in a suit of light Late at night in the empty big top I'm all alone on the high"

The Kid - Clint Black

"Last night I dreamed I was a kid again All the things I used to do I went and did again Spent the afternoon with my best and closest friend Wanderin' through the days we thought would never end. It was"

The Kid - Stephen Covell

"Nobody liked the kid who was always right 'It's lonely up here on the top,' he thought, 'If only I could get a little conversation Like the ones I love on the radio station' Oh, nobody liked the kid"

The Kid - Lucero

"Your mother died night you were born Her name you never knew Look away, look away Nothing to lose Left East Tennessee at fourteen Wandered to the West Look away, look away Born into death You fought the"

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