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Sex Pistols - Pretty Vacant

on February 22, 2018

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R.E.M. - It's The End Of The World

That's great! It starts with an earthquake, Birds and snakes, an aeroplane; Lenny Bruce is not afraid. Eye of a hurricane, listen to yourself churn. World serves its own needs, don't mis-serve your own needs. Speed it up a notch, speed, grunt, no strength. The ladder starts to clatter with fear of fight, down height. Wire in a fire, represent the seven games In a government for hire and a combat site. Left her, wasn't coming in a hurry With the furies breathing down your neck. Team by team reporters baffled, trump, tethered crop. Look at that low plane! Fine, then. Uh oh, overflow, population, common group, But it'll do. Save yourself, serve yourself. World serves its own needs, listen to your heart bleed. Tell me with the rapture and the rev-'rent in the right, right. You vitriolic, patriotic, slam, fight, bright light; Feeling pretty psyched. It's the end of the world as we know it. It's the end of the world as we know it. It's

Oasis - Rock 'N' Roll Star

I live my life in the city There's no easy way out The day's moving just too fast for me I need some time in the sunshine I gotta slow it right down The day's moving just too fast for me I live my life for the stars that shine People say it's just a waste of time Then they said I should feed my head That to me was just a day in bed I'll take my car and drive real far They're not concerned about the way we are In my mind my dreams are real Now we're concerned about the way I feel Tonight I'm a rock 'n' roll star Tonight I'm a rock 'n' roll star I live my life in the city There's no easy way out The day's moving just too fast for me I need some time in the sunshine I gotta slow it right down The day's moving just too fast for me

Gin Blossoms - Found Out About You

All last summer in case you don't recall I was yours and you were mine forget it all Is there a line that I could write Sad enough to make you cry All the lines you wrote to me were lies The months roll past the love that you struck dead Did you love me? Only in my head. Things you said and did to me Seemed to come so easily The love I thought I'd won you give for free Whispers at the bus stop Well I heard about nights at the school yard I found out about you Rumours follow everywhere you go And when you left I was last to know You're famous now and there's no doubt In all the places you hang out They know your name and know what you're about Whispers at the bus stop I heard about nights out in the school yard I found out about you I found out about you Street lights blink on through the car window I get the time too often on AM radio You know it's all I think about I write your name drive past your house Your boyfriend's over

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