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Gary Gilmore's Eyes - Armsbendback

"I'm feeling a distance something I never thought could be Help me I'm changing help me I need your sympathy Won't you save me and take me in take me in If you say what a waste then take me in I'm asking It"

Lead Me To The Water - Gary Brooker

"(Brooker) Take me by the hand Lead me to the water I will be your lamb Heading for the slaughter I've been away from home too long But I still taste the tears And when I'm in some stranger's arms"

Symphathy For The Hard Of Hearing - Gary Brooker

"(Brooker) Called up to Camberley in '39 To play his part on the French front line He was full of hope, overflowing with tears He'd been on the earth barely nineteen years but he was willing Sailed"

Gar-bage - Guttermouth

"Real life was never like thisThe door opened as I fell troughMinds of man like pissLearning is a thing of the pastThe door has opened and closedI'm locked inside this out side worldWhy the fuck no one"

Un Gar - Celine Dion

"Celine Dion Miscellaneous Un Garon Pas Comme Les Autres (Ziggy) Ziggy, il s'appelle Ziggy Je suis folle de lui C'est un garon pas comme les autres Mais moi je l'aime, c'est pas d'ma faute Mme si je sais Qu'il"

Angelina - Gary Brooker

"(Gary Brooker/Pete Sinfield) I've known some ladies That made me happy In so many different ways Like sweet Conchita And Isabella Back in my travelling' days Then there was Georgia she was a"

The Ballad Of Gary Hart - John Denver

"Who's that running down the alley In the dark of Friday night As he zippers up his trousers In the inky slinky light Why, of course, it's good old Gary Leaping over someone's fence Yes, it's good"

(No More) Fear Of Flying - Gary Brooker

"(Gary Brooker / Keith Reid) There was no more fear of flying Once the final word were spoke There was no more tears of crying It had all become a joke Though they took a vow of silence Still the"

Old Manhattan Melodies - Gary Brooker

"(Gary Brooker/Pete Sinfield) Wouldn't changed a single word Or touch a single note Of those old songs those New York Songs Of love that we once wrote And though it hurts now we're apart And different"

Let Me In - Gary Brooker

"(Gary Brooker/Pete Sinfield) I've been watching your performance From the minute you got here you've been riding on your high horse But your motives are not clear You have filled up all the ashtrays"

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