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Slim Slow Slider - Van Morrison

"Slim slow slider Horse you ride White as snow Slim slow slider Horse you ride Is white as snow Tell it everywhere you go Saw you walking Down by Ladbroke Grove this morning Saw you walking Down by Ladbroke"

The Howl - Samhain

"there is a human slaughterhouse up on the hill the road is red and those who ignore and those who pretend it does not exist end up in it's hull my blood goes to work i hear the howl there is a grove"

Minions Of The Watch - Iced Earth

"When he was born The Elder gathered in the night They gave him shelter Clothed him, fed him with insight They taught him of the course Of human and the Setian ways Curriculum just shy the telling Of the"

Let The Music Play (feat. KAZADI) - Audiosoulz

"we're start to dancing and love put us into the grove as soon as we started to move when the music pay my body display to the dance the love pick the sound of the mess I thought it was clear the plan"

Lord Of Death - Cancerslug

"sweet little girl my precious child i can take you to the garden where they grow deaths smile there is a grove i know where the bones lie a place where more than virginity dies and i can take you there you"

An American Dream - Nitty Gritty Dirt Band

"I beg your pardon, mama, what did you say? My mind was drifting off on Martinique Bay. It's not that I'm not interested, you see; Augusta, Georgia is just no place to be. I think Jamaican in the moonlight. Sandy"

Spotted Cow - Steeleye Span

"One morning in the month of May, As from my cot' I strayed, Just at the dawning of the day I met with a charming maid. Just at the dawning of the day I met with a charming maid. "Good morning to you,"

An American Dream - The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band

"I beg your pardon, mama, what did you say? My mind was drifting off on Martinique Bay. It's not that I'm not interested, you see; Augusta, Georgia is just no place to be. I think Jamaican in the moonlight. Sandy"

Rodeo In Joliet - The Jesus Lizard

"There is no rodeo in Joliet No great waterhole in Downer's Grove The old windbag blows, the old windbag blows Here the sky and the ground, here the sky and the dirt Share the same grey, grey No fun"

Picnic - Fabares Shelley

"On a picnic morning without a warning I looked at you and somehow I knew On a day for singing, My heart went winging A picnic grove was our rendezvous You and I in the sunshine We strolled the fields"

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