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Heart Of Soul - The Cult

"Down and out in London Los Angeles and Paris, too, uh-huh I drank a river in my time To get on through, yeah Well, the night, it rise above you, rise above me And the blues, they swirl around me To the"

Breathe (You Bastard) - The Cult

"I don't want to be myself, Yeah baby, I just want to run, You gotta' breathe you bastard, breathe Oh yeah, You gotta' breathe you bastard, breathe Straight into the sun. Ow! Fifty-five thousand"

Wild Hearted Son - The Cult

"Wild hearted son Baby, the world didn't want me to run To try and break me down to my knees, yeah Wild hearted, yeah-yeah, yeah Well now You know, I shoot from the hip now My fist raised in the air I'm"

The Witch - The Cult

"So you finally found your rhythm, man Got your funky ass out of the can Well, a girl is coming to you Gonna show you what is true The witch, she need a lover, boy Maybe it could be you It took a while"

Faith Healer - The Cult

"If your body's feelin' bad and it's the only one you have you want to take away the pain go out walkin' in the rain. You watch the flowers go to bed, ask the man inside your head Your spirit never"

Thanks - Cloud Cult

"It's 4-o'clock in the morning And I am staring at the ceiling plaster A movie screen of all my days That came and left with grace It's Halloween and the smell of burning Pumpkin takes me back through"

Breathe - The Cult

"I don't wanna be myself Yeah, baby, I just wanna run You gotta breathe, you bastard, breathe Whoa yeah, breathe, you bastard, breathe Straight into the sun, oh Fifty-five thousand flowers for the hero Scattered"

If - The Cult

"If If that's the way that it is, ooh If If that's the way that it is If we put our hearts together And overcome our hesitation Maybe we could join our love as one And storm the gates of heaven, yeah If"

American Horse - The Cult

"Ooh yeah... Yeah, yeah, yeah Well, well, well, well Stick it in your ear Cause it ain't exactly clear What you people hear I tell you that's right, oh yeah Sucker in the middle Blowing hot and cold Cracking"

Moya - The Cult

"The kids of the Coca-Cola nation Are too doped up to realise That time is running out Nagasaki's crying out The doomwatch says it's time To give back what you took away Uncle Sam meets the reaper Wounded"

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