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Fall - UnSuNg ZeRoS

"take me out drag my face across pavement and make it look wrinkled and old cause that's how I feel today spent out like change you toss out at toll booths it adds up when you drive alot and you hate to"

When Fat Pigs Fly - Red Animal War

"breaking it down like a bold lie bury it down like it's bad wine a sense of relief oh sweet victory but there's no escape from biblatic prophecy this is not the course of old this is not over laying it"

I Traded My Saddle For A Rifle - Hank Snow

"Recorded by Hank Snow I traded my saddle for a rifle and left to join the troubled shore I hung my guitar in the attic and laid away my forty four I traded my saddle for a rifle so kiss me my darling"

Take My Soul With You - Edyta Bartosiewicz

"Water's dripping from the trees I'm waiting in my car I'm biding all my time in memories I see a man passing by He smokes a big cigar Probably there's something He needs to tell me Oh take my soul"

Hate - The Bouncing Souls

"I wanna change the colour of my skin so i can know what it's like to walk down the street A stare of hate Would it break my will would i want to kill If they close their eyes would they ever see the difference"

The Metro - Hannah Fury

"( Berlin Cover ) I'm alone Sitting with my empty glass My four walls Follow me through my past I was on a paris train I emerged in london rain And you were waiting there Swimming through apologies I"

That Lucky Old Sun (Just Rolls Around Heaven All Day) - Louis Armstrong

"Up in the mornin' Out on the job Work like the devil for my pay But that lucky old sun got nothin' to do But roll around heaven all day. Fuss with my woman, toil for my kids Sweat till I'm wrinkled"

Waiting For A Blue Sky - Chris Rea

"He sits upon the empty sand and gazes up to the endless grey The weathered face and battered hands Protest the soul that carried them so far this way The beaten skin is turning to a wrinkled smile And"

Guardian angel - Hey

"Every thursday my angel comes he knocks on the door of fate though everything inside him screams he prostitutes himself for me And his humiliation wraps itself around me With protective incantations so"

That Lucky Old Sun - Aretha Franklin

"Up in the mornin', out on the job Work like the devil for my pay But that lucky old sun got nothin' to do But roll around heaven all day Fuss with my woman, toil for my kids Sweat till I'm wrinkled and"

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