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Godine: 52
Datum registracije: 20 Jul 2005 Poruke: 6574 Mesto: Senje - Cuprija

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Pictures of Home
Somebody's shouting
Up at a mountain
Only my own words return
Nobody's up there
It's a deception
When will I ever learn?
CHORUS:
I'm alone here
With emptiness eagles and snow
Unfriendliness chilling my body
And whispering pictures of home
Wondering blindly
How can they find me
Maybe they don't even know
My body is shaking
Anticipating
The call of the black footed crow...
Chorus
Here in this prison
Of my own making
Year after day I have grown
Into a hero
But there's no worship
Where have they hidden my thrown...
Chorus
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Godine: 52
Datum registracije: 20 Jul 2005 Poruke: 6574 Mesto: Senje - Cuprija

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Space Truckin'
We had a lot of luck on Venus
We always had a ball on Mars
Meeting all the groovey people
We've rocked the Milky Way so far
We danced around with Borealice
We're space truckin' round the the stars
Come on let's go Space Truckin'
Remember when we did the moonshot
And Pony Trekker led the way
We'd move to the Canaveral moonstop
And everynaut would dance and sway
We got music in our solar system
We're space truckin' round the stars
Come on let's go Space Truckin'
The fireball that we rode was moving
But now we've got a new machine
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah the freaks said
Man those cats can really swing
They got music in their solar system
They've rocked around the Milky Way
They dance around the Borealice
They're Space Truckin' everyday
Come on.
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Godine: 52
Datum registracije: 20 Jul 2005 Poruke: 6574 Mesto: Senje - Cuprija

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Maybe I'm a Leo
Peeping round the door I got a big surprise
Couldn't see a thing but open skies
They've taken her away where is she now
Wish that she was here wish she'd hold my hand
Maybe she could laugh maybe understand
Why was I so cruel where is she now
Acting like a fool I had to make her cry
Maybe I'm a Leo but I ain't a lion
I'm hurting oh so bad, I want her now.
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Godine: 52
Datum registracije: 20 Jul 2005 Poruke: 6574 Mesto: Senje - Cuprija

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Never Before
Somebody Somebody
Come to my side
I'm tired I'm crying
I'm sick inside
My woman that woman
Just wasn't right
CHORUS
Help me now please my friend
I never felt so bad before
Never never before
So funny so funny
Just like a show
One name two people
All in a row
Somebody Somebody
Someone must go
Chorus
I was hurt when I was younger
By a woman who was cold
She took my name
She took my body
And she threw away my soul
Can't hide I can't hide my misery
I know my sorrow won't set me free
She did it d'you see she did it to me
Help me now please my friend
I never felt so bad before
Never never before.
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Godine: 52
Datum registracije: 20 Jul 2005 Poruke: 6574 Mesto: Senje - Cuprija

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Lazy
You're lazy just stay in bed
You're lazy just stay in bed
You don't want no money
You don't want no bread
If you're drowning you don't clutch no straw
If you're drowning you don't clutch no straw
You don't want to live you don't want to cry no more
Well my trying ain't done no good
I said my trying ain't done no good
You don't make no effort no not like you should
Lazy you just stay in bed
Lazy you just stay in bed
You don't want no money
You don't want no bread.
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Godine: 52
Datum registracije: 20 Jul 2005 Poruke: 6574 Mesto: Senje - Cuprija

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Vavoom: Ted The Mechanic
Playing pool and drinking beer
Nothin more'n the
occasional tear
But this man's life goes on
and he gets
greased all over
from time to time
At the strip joint, where we met
He said 'Hi, my name is Ted
See that one over there
That ball of thunder
Every time she goes Vavoom,
I wiggle in my chair
Can I buy you a beer?
What a guy
'I've had a few myself' he said
'But I never quit when I'm ahead
Too many rules and regulations
Stupid laws designed by fools behind closed doors
And another thing I won't discuss is religion
It always causes a fight
Vavoom
There she goes again
'How does she do that' said Ted
And he told me
of those unjustices (that)
He had suffered in his life
His wife and kids
and boss and dogs
and neighbours
Raising cain and causing strife
They were forever whining
Bleating howling yapping screeching moaning crying
Vavoom
He fed them well
He keep them warm
Thing about Ted
he didn't really care
Nothing much got in his hair
and the beauty of it was
that he was right
He was big as a truck
and fast as a door
(what's that?)
he was always right
The banjo player took a hike
What's that song
I used to like
Vavoom
He was big as a truck
Fast as a door - Ted
Ted the man our Ted.
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Godine: 52
Datum registracije: 20 Jul 2005 Poruke: 6574 Mesto: Senje - Cuprija

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Soon Forgotten
Sometimes I sit and wonder
Sometimes I just sit
I hope you all know
what you're doing
anyway
who is driving this thing
Did you know
the warriors of the flat earth
Have become the tyrants of the globe
It's round about that time again
She cried
it's all for one my friends
All my dreams are forgotten
When you leave me
on the shelf
I can think of nothing better
Than to sit here by myself
Least remembered
soon forgotten
Didn't matter anyway
How can I ever miss you
if you never go away
I'm amazed by the way
how are you
I'm amazed how could you
it wasn't that good to start with
anyway
Nothings quite that simple
Did you know
the warriors of the flat earth
Have become the tyrants of the globe
it's round about that time again
She cried
it's all for one my friends
Least remembered
soon forgotten
Didn't matter anyway
How can I ever miss you
if you never go away
Sometimes I sit and wonder
Sometimes I just sit
I hope you all know
what you're doing
anyway
who is driving this thing
Least remembered
soon forgotten
Didn't matter anyway
How can I ever miss you
if you never go away.
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Godine: 52
Datum registracije: 20 Jul 2005 Poruke: 6574 Mesto: Senje - Cuprija

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Cascades: I'm Not Your Lover
You know I'm not
your lover now
it might as well be said
and then you say
you're leaving
Or maybe I'm just
hanging on a thread
When I gave you everything
it didn't seem that much
You gave me your opinion
with the usual
heavy handed touch
What can I do
About the rain that falls on you
I'm not your lover now
I'm not your lover now
What can I do
About the rain that falls on you
I'm not your lover now
I'm not your lover now
My head is spinning endlessly
My sense won't react
Then I'm falling through a black hole
Part of me is never coming back
How you can lose a thing
you never really had
And you always hurt the one you love
and you just love to hurt me bad
What can I do
About the rain that falls on you
I'm not your lover now
I'm not your lover now
What can I do
About the sky that falls on you
I'm not your lover
You really must be going now
By god, is that the time?
Let me put you out
of my misery
They call it being cruel
to be kind
I only insult my friends
my friend
The rest can go to hell
You can read it
anyway you want
oh well, you're not so bad yourself
What can I do
About the rain that falls on you
I'm not your lover now
I'm not your lover now.
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Godine: 52
Datum registracije: 20 Jul 2005 Poruke: 6574 Mesto: Senje - Cuprija

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Rosa's Cantina
Going to Rosa's Cantina
Going to Rosa's Cantina
Hoping that she's still there
Going to Rosa's Cantina
Might have been
the dust in my eyes
the dust in my eyes
Could have been the neon cactus
Lighting up the desert sky
Must have been
the dust in my eyes
Some would call it suicide
Some would call it suicide
I would call it paradise
Some would call it suicide
Dancing on the table
Dancing on the table
Dancing on the table
when she's
drunker than she's able
Dancing on the table
Some would call it suicide
I would call it paradise
Some would call it suicide
Hell on earth
Is she right is she wrong
Will she sing another song
Wicked as it seems
right now
Rosa wants her baby back
Rosa wants her baby back
Since he's gone she's losing track
Rosa wants her baby back
Careful with that cadillac
Careful with that cadillac
Careful with that cadillac.
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Datum registracije: 20 Jul 2005 Poruke: 6574 Mesto: Senje - Cuprija

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A Touch Away
Mother nature's been good to me
That's why I'm sittin in this cherry tree
But it's alright, it's alright
It's not so bad
I'm just a touch away
The shady lady
from shady lane
is lying in my bed again
and it's alright
it feels good
It's not so bad
When she's just a touch away
Nothing much
is all I ask
and it's alright, ok yes
Light as a feather, oh yes
Like a rosebud
when the sun is high
She opens up
before my eyes
and the light falls
on her wet skin
It's alright
I'm just a touch away
Nothing much
is all I know
and it's alright, oh yes
Light as a feather,
and just a touch away
Put a finger to her lips again
She cries with pleasure
cries wih pain
and it's alright
It feels good
It's not so bad
We're just a touch away
Nothing much
is all I know
Not too fast
Not too slow
and it's alright
Soft as a feather
and just a touch away.
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Datum registracije: 20 Jul 2005 Poruke: 6574 Mesto: Senje - Cuprija

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King Of Dreams
(Blackmore/Glover/Turner)
It doesn't matter if I'm right or wrong
It really doesn't mean a thing
It doesn't matter if you like my song
As long as you can hear me sing
'Cause I'm the thorn in every little girl's rose
You know I cut but never bleed
A shadow in the night, pure delight
I can satisfy your every need
I'm a real smooth dancer, I'm fantasy man
Master of illusion, magic touch in my hand
All the stages are empty when I steal the scenes
A beggar of love, second hand hero...King of Dreams
Don't make a difference what you got
It doesn't matter what you lose
Don't make a difference if you like it or not
Baby I'm gonna change your attitude
'Cause all around me there is mystery and wonder
Now can't you see it in my eyes
I'll crack the sky, make you feel the thunder
You'll never see through my disguise
I'm a real smooth dancer, I'm fantasy man
Master of illusion, with my sleight of hand
All the stages are empty when I steal the scenes
A beggar for love, second hand hero... King of Dreams
All around, all around
Emotional squeeze through again and again
I know how to please you, your mind is on the bend
Can't you feel the power, surrender in my arms
Beyond the witching hour we're travelling on and on
I'm a real smooth dancer, I'm fantasy man
Master of illusion, magic touch in my hand
The stages are empty when I steal the scenes
A beggar of love, second hand hero... King of Dreams
I'm a real smooth dancer, fantasy man
Master of illusion, sleight of hand
The stages are empty when I steal the scenes
A beggar for love... King of Dreams.
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Datum registracije: 20 Jul 2005 Poruke: 6574 Mesto: Senje - Cuprija

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The Cut Runs Deep
(Blackmore/Glover/Turner/Lord/Paice)
Got your finger on the trigger
Your cold eyes taking aim
You took a shot at my heart
Let the bullets fly
Tell me has one of them got my name
What about the heartache
What about the emptiness inside
It doesn't just fade away
Turning the knife
How much can I bleed
The cut runs deep
I can't find no salvation
Can't find no healing touch
Reaching out for mercy
A stranger in your eyes
I want you too much
What about the heartache
What about the emptiness inside
It doesn't just fade away
Turning the knife
How much can I bleed
The cut runs deep.
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