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Going - Rich The Kid

"Getting money, yeah we going All my niggas yeah we going Big diamonds yeah it's glowing, it's glowing Gucci down when I go in Every time, we mobbin' 54 in Desiigner rocking in foreign Drive the coupe,"

Per Capita - Napalm Death

"Countless opinions - a hotbed of riches Last remaining entitlement Feeling valued? Or devoutly subdued? Per Capita All placated and humoured A billion voices shall all register - they say Diversity for"

Going, Going...Home - Mike & The Mechanics

"Going going home I hold a memory I can't let go Going going home Going going home You're long ago And far away But I can still remember you Going, going home I've got a memory that I can't let go And"

Going, Going... Home - Mike And The Mechanics

"Going, going home I hold a memory I can't let go Going, going home Going, going home You're long ago And far away But I can still remember you Going, going home I've got a memory that I can't let go And"

Going Going Gone - Dave Dudley

"(Going going gone going going gone) Mister auctioneer those are my things you're selling today And just like the love they remind me of they're going going gone I still see her face when I gave her that"

Still Going Through - Phil Stacey

"What happened to Mr. Right What went wrong the other night When you called me Oh, why did you call me To talk about the good old days And take a walk down memory lane Catch up on life Oh, since the day"

Going, Going, Gone - Stars

"Going, going, going, going.... Gone Still hooked on cellophane Hanging 'round the mall and all Each penny numbs the pain Sends you gently for the fall I followed you last night I saw you turn your lights"

Going To Paris - The Waterboys

"We are going to Paris in a ship with red sails As the storm gathers slowly we eat fishheads and snails The mate jumps up, throws down a line to a man overboard for the ninetieth time And then he says"

Going To Paris - Mike Scott

"We are going to Paris in a ship with red sails As the storm gathers slowly we eat fishheads and snails The mate jumps up, throws down a line to a man overboard for the ninetieth time And then he says"

Tot - Candlemass

"Dark clad waters, still warm shrouds Doomsday warning from the men in the clouds Lily's weep over light that fled Words were carved in my arm by the dead Grim like war, foul like tar Corroded fragments"

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