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Papa - Paul Anka

"Everyday my papa would work To try to make ends meet To see that we would eat Keep those shoes upon my feet Every night my papa would take me And tuck me in my bed Kiss me on my head After all my prayers"

Papa Can You Hear me - N-DUBZ

"DAP'S to the Y Nah Nah frickin' And this is for my DAD! Uncle B. Yeah, i don't mean to bore, you know my name. Chill for a second, just hear my pain. If you've lost any loved ones you'll feel what I'm"

Only a roach - Humble Pie

"In a car, going home, getting wasted Some cat stops and starts to make a crime He said, son I'm afraid I must bust you For getting spaced I just must waste your time Only a roach Won't keep us from crossing"

Tankard Roach Motel - Tankard

"Cy was a New York roach Went to JFK Had to fly away Cy came to Frankfurt town Started looking round For a home again Found a place A dump full of rubble, trash and mould Air-raid pad A wreck of heavy"

Tankard roach motel - Tank

"Cy was a New York roach Went to JFK Had to fly away Cy came to Frankfurt town Started looking round For a home again Found a place A dump full of rubble, trash and mould Air-raid pad A wreck of heavy metal"

Getting Away - Joe Brooks

"We've been sitting around just a lil bit too long, I've seen, I've seen you more alive, Seems like we've stopped, Keep on watching the world, spinning without us Get up, grab your smile cos todays gonna"

The Roach (Outro) - Dr. Dre

"Cannabis sativa Oh in the heart of LA known as the cronic Not to be confused with the bionic Even though it does cost six million dollars Maaan Understaaand AH HA HA Now we working with some new improved"

Getting out - Eva Cassidy

"Im getting out of this town Im going far far away Im getting out of this town Not a thing could make me stay I said Im leaving here baby So get out of my way yeah Im getting tired of your talking You never"

Getting Old - Whitehouse

"Whitehouse Getting Old If they took away the fears And allowed us what we have lived So that we could face our present For our past was not too pleasent Now there's little more that we can give And"

Getting There - Tom Wehrle

"There are days I feed this fever Like a dead man on my bed 'til I can't divine the truth that I was seeking from the questions in my head And there are days when grace compels me To uncover my disease There"

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