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Clamour For Glamour (Air Bureau Remix) - The Ark

"People here in your neighbourhood Act real cool but they dance no good I don't care what the others say When I've found a new game to play Claim to fame, clamour for glamour Oh padeo oh pa padeo Claim"

Any Operator Will Do - The Ark

"Anytime you're clean and sober any day of week is cool when you come around my crossroad any operator will do Anytime I'm free and open Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday too if you wanna play it crossheart any"

Ballroom Blitz - The Ark

"''- Are you ready, Sylvester?'' - Sure I am ''- Lasse?'' - Yeah! ''- Jepson?'' - Yeah! ''- Martin?'' (whistle) ''- Alright, fellas, let's go!'' Oh it's been getting so hard Livin' with the things you"

Absolute Zero - The Ark

"As Above So Below Forever And Always Existing Chemical Elements From Crush To The Core Magnetic Disturbance Particles From Solar Flare Aurora Phenomena Restart The Cycle Planets Will Implode Waiting For"

Hey Modern Days - The Ark

"Hey modern days, here we come But our feet are swollen and we got no place to stay But we hope it would still be okay 'cos we brought champagne and we thought that there must be sleeping bags (in this"

Echo Chamber - The Ark

"(Echo, echo, echo, echo echo, echo, echo, echo) (Echo, echo, echo, echo) No Have you heard the word no, no, no? I thought so 'cos everybody says yes everywhere you go You know If you always must know"

Joy Surrender - The Ark

"I was born to start a revolution it would be my contribution to a worldwide resurrection I was born to start a million fires the joy of mens' desires was laid in my hand But I was born a weak and worried"

Kolla Kolla - The Ark

"Om man r fdd bland proletrer och gr narkotika affrer. Och r man en gng redan straffad s r det ltt att man blir haffad, till och frn Jag vill knna mej fri, fri, fri. Det r min filosofi, fi, fi. Kolla,"

Bleed - The Ark

"Rain On My Doorstep I Got You On The Line There's Something Missing That Money Can't Buy Weight On My Shoulder Why Would You Leave I Thought We Were Special You Got Me On My Knees Don't Bring It Down"

It Takes A Fool To Remain Sane - The Ark

"Whatever happened to the funky race? A generation lost in pace, -Wasn't life supposed to be more endless? In this kiss I'll change your bore for my bliss But let go of my hand and it will slip out in the"

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