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Bloody Money - Capone-N-Noreaga

"Chorus: New York get the Bloody Money, dirty cash Live niggas who smoke weed, car seat stash You monkey walk, I'm hunchback, sneak quiet Talk about me gossip, scared to death when I pop up I'm fouler"

Bloody Revolutions - Crass

"You talk about your revolution, well, that's fine But what are you going to be doing come the time? Are you going to be the big man with the tommy-gun? Will you talk of freedom when the blood begins to"

Common Cold - Hawksley Workman

"Common cold Common cold Christmastime with the common cold Oh I won't go back And I'm never getting over this common cold They're much the same Heading home on a plane Lyin' on the border to avoid paying"

Organic Coast - Hawksley Workman

"Come to the organic coast All fish-eyed and blue To catch a monarch butterfly If it lets you And you'll be lucky With that old sexy stocking And you'll be lucky With that old sexy stocking Old sexy They're"

The City Is A Drag - Hawksley Workman

"It's killing us. The city is a drag. My heart's broke down and in the dirt I feel like I'm dying slow and sure The city is a drag So hide your passions in between The daily grind and broken dreams No"

You Are Too Beautiful - Hawksley Workman

"I walked through the airport alone I looked at my phone 'cause it keeps me company I called you as I hired the car To ask you how far is it there from you to me And I wrote directions on the back of an"

Can We Be - Hawksley Workman

"Can we be totally new? Can we be not responding to Can we be gold dust on sleepy night trains Can we be ????????? (again?) But I gather from what I know ??????????????? Can we be (angel? Age old?) my"

Autumns Here - Hawksley Workman

"You can tell By the wind By fresh cut wood All stacked to dry That autumn's here It makes you sad About the crummy Summer we had With pine trees creaking The ravens screeching Just like the story My grandma"

Jealous Of Your Cigarette - Hawksley Workman

"No muscle man, no candy cane No pack of sexy starving wolves No money talking, moonlight walking Lady shocking, big crow cocking Those ladybugs can go to blazes Here and there go pretty faces All of this"

Let's Make Some Soup - Hawksley Workman

"(almost a full moon) let's make some soup 'cause the weather is turning cold let's stir it together till we are both grey and old let's stir it together till it tells us stories of its own let's make"

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