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Kings Of The Western World - Deacon Blue

"Here`s the pictures I promised to send You see the airbase Where we were sent Now the winter Has started to descend Your loving son was sent here I got your letter From Boise Idaho To James Joyce Soles To"

Price Of The Kings Ticket - One Minute Silence

"Early morning sits with me and her words are kind Nothing seems to lift the soul like time Some wake up in dreams that we can't buy And we're holding on for somewhere better Early morning sits with me"

Son - Scott Weiland

"Coolness is staring at the sun Coolness is driving with my son Time and time again I'm not the man Time and time again I'm not the one Now go to sleep you little...child of mine I wish I had the beauty...you"

Son - Golden Smog

"h ello mom, i'm f ine w here the sun is d ying how's the w eather 'ro und my o ld homet own you see no w orry about my l iving s ay that alls forg iven what's l ost is bo und to be fo und -the rest is"

Son Son - Macaco

"Qu ms da quin lo dijo? Si fue un profeta o si fue la vendedora del delantal La voz corre de boca en boca, Pidiendo auxilio, muy silenciosa Hay quien dice \"pa qu quejarse?\" Ya que est dicho, olvdate Hay"

The Kings - RUN-DMC

"The King of Rock, who? The King of Rock, what? The King of Rock, who? The King of Rock, what? The King of Rock, who? The King of Rock, what? The King of Rock, who? The King of Rock, what? The King of Rock,"

Bandolero (feat. Gypsy Kings) - Pitbull

"Mr. Worlwide Esto es para to' el mundo Que quiere vivir La vida de nosotros Pa que lo sepan No es facil Bandolero Bandolero Asi mi vida Yo la prefiero Vivir haci Yo te quiero Yo te quiero Porque mi vida Yo"

Street Kings - The Game

"(Verse one) f**k it yo who the best mc on the west? by far its me and in my car is a continental tea and my broad in that continental suite with the armadell rollin up dutches like that motherf**kers"

Wheat Kings - The Tragically Hip

"Sundown in the Paris of the prairie Wheat kings have all treasures buried And all you hear are the rusty breezes Pushing around the weather vane Jesus In his Zippo lighter he sees the killer's face Maybe"

Kings Of A Cloned Generation - Arise

"-Dad, I want you to make me one. I'm feeling restless and bored. -Sure son, I'll give you a private whore, but don't come asking for more. Designed perfection to suit all demands, bred by my hands to"

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