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If the sun refuse to shine I don't mind I don't mind If the mountains fell in the sea Let it be It ain't me Got my own world to look thru And I ain't gonna copy you Now if 6 turned out to be 9 I don't mind I don't mind If all the hippies cut off all their hair I don't care I don't care Dig it Got my own world to look thru And I ain't gonna copy you White collared conservative flashing down the street Pointing their plastic fingers at me They're hoping soon my kind will drop and die But I'm gonna wave my freak flag high, high Fall mountain, just don't fall on me Hello, Mr. Businessman, why you ain't dressed like me? I'm the one who has to die when it's time for me to die So let me live my life the way I want to Sing on, brother, Play on, drummer
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Norm
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I'm the one who has to die when it's time for me to die So let me live my life the way I want to
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Down the street you can hear her scream 'You're a disgrace' As she slams the door in his drunken face And now he stands outside And all of the neighbours start to gossip and drool He cries 'Oh girl, you must be mad, What happened to the sweet love you and me had?' Against the door he leans and start a scene As his tears fall and burn the garden green. And so castles made of sand Fall into the sea eventually A little Indian brave who before he was ten Played war games in the woods with his Indian friends And he built a dream that when he grew up He would be a fearless warrior Indian chief Many moons passed and more the dream grew strong Until tomorrow he would sing his first war song And fight his first battle, but something went wrong Surprise attack killed him in his sleep that night And so castles made of sand Melt into the sea eventually There was a young girl whose heart was a frown Because she was crippled for life and could speak a sound And she wished and prayed she would stop living So she decided to die She drew her wheel-chair to the edge of the shore And to her legs she smiled 'You won't hurt me no more' But then a sight she'd never seen made her jump and say 'Look, a golden winged ship is passing my way' And it really didn't have to stop, it just kept on going And so castles made of sand Slip into the sea eventually
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Anger he smiles, towering in shiny metallic purple armor Queen jealousy, envy waits behind him Her fiery green gown sneers at the grassy ground Blue are the life giving waters taking for granted They quietly understand. Once happy Turquoise armies lay opposite ready But wonder why the fight is on But they're all bold as love they're all bold as love they're all bold as love Just ask the Axis My Red is so confident He flashes trophies of war and ribbons of euphoria Orange is young, full of daring But very unsteady for the first go round My Yellow in this case is not so mellow In fact I'm trying to say that it's frightened like me And all this emotions of mine Keep holding me from giving my life to a rainbow like you But I'm, yeah, I'm bold as love Well, I'm bold, bold as love I'm bold as love Just ask the Axis, he knows everything
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Norm
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You jump in front of my car when you, you know all the time Ninty miles an hour, girl, is the speed I drive You tell me it's alright, you don't mind a little pain You say you just want me to take you for a drive You're just like crosstown traffic So hard to get through to you Crosstown traffic I don't need to run over you Crosstown traffic All you do is slow me down And I'm tryin' to get on the other side of town I'm not the only soul who's accused of hit and run Tire tracks all across your back I can, I can see you had your fun But, darlin' can't you see my signals turn from green to red And with you I can see a traffic jam straight up ahead You're just like crosstown traffic So hard to get through to you Crosstown traffic I don't need to run over you Crosstown traffic All you do is slow me down And I got better things on the other side of town
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Norm
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Not only is he the god of guitar but as far as I'm concerned he was a great lyricist as well.
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niki
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Angel came down from Heaven yesterday She stayed with me just long enough to rescue me and she told me A story yesterday About the sweet love between the moon and the deep blue sea And then she spread her wings high over me she said she's going to come back tomorrow And I said fly on my Sweet Angel Fly on through the sky Fly on my Sweet Angel Tomorrow I'm gonna be by your side. Sure enough this morning, she came unto me with silver wings silhouetted against a child's sunrise And my Angel she said unto me, "Today is the day for you to rise Take my hand , you're going to be my man You're gonna rise." And then she took me high over yonder. And I said Fly on my Sweet Angel Fly on through the sky, Fly on my Sweet Angel, Forever I'm gonna be by your side.
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Hurrah i awake from yesterday Alive but the war is here to stay So my love catherina and me Decide to take our last walk Through the noise to the sea Not to die but to be re-born Away from a life so battered and torn.... Forever... Oh say can you see its really such a mess Every inch of earth is a fighting nest Giant pencil and lip-stick tube shaped things Continue to rain and cause screaming pain And the arctic stains From silver blue to bloody red As our feet find the sand And the sea is strait ahead.. Strait ahead..... Well its too bad That our friends Cant be with us today Well thats too bad "The machine That we built Would never save us" That's what they say (That's why they aint coming with us today) And they also said "It's impossible for man To live and breath underwater.. Forever" was their main complaint (Yeah) And they also threw this in my face: They said Anyway You know good well It would be beyond the will of God And the grade of the King (Grace of the King yeah yeah) So my darling and I Make love in the sand To salute the last moment Ever on dry land Our machine has done its work Played its part well Without a scratch on our bodies And we bid it farewell Starfish and giant foams Greet us with a smile Before our heads go under We take a last look At the killing noise Of the out of style... The out of style, out of style
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Well, she's walking through the clouds, With a circus mind that's running wild, Butterflies and Zebras, And Moonbeams and fairy tales. That's all she ever thinks about. Riding with the wind. When I'm sad, she comes to me, With a thousand smiles she gives to me free. It's alright, she says it's alright, Take anything you want from me, Anything. Fly on little wing.
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daxle
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I blathed most of these songs somewhere else katie named her kitty Little Wing
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the Queen of Hearts
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Another dead fucking drugo. Get the Fuck over it
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ever dumbening
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Q of H, just curious, no big deal one way or t'other, cuz it has no influence on my opinions of hendrix, but what motivated that comment? hendrix is overrated? drugs are bad? dead people are sillydumbheads? dad beat you with the boxed set? you were being sarcastic? boredom? my stabs at knowing your motivation are partly sarcastic, but i truly am interested. grassyass
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god
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you're a retard if you can't dig hendrix. it's unbelievable.
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ClairE
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Right_on. god has spoken. Dude, he's just as good as everyone says he is. That's pretty rockin'. In fact, it's biffin'!
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god
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hell. "i don't live today" in san diego, 1969 was the greatest musical performance in the history of the entire universe
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cube
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to think that god singled out our little planet for such a distinction. Hendrix must be rockin' in heaven still. what's 'biffin' by the way? Websters defines 'biffing' as 'whack, blow', circa 1889. certainly, i understand the 'blow' part vis-a-vis Hendrix but, was it available in 1889? ...
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jimi with some smoke and a guitar
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people got their opinions, for good or bad. i'm not indifferent, but i'm in a place where it can't hurt me now. peace, everybody
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reenz
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i miss him.
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020520
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la
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werd
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060524
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what's it to you?
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