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I've gone over this
A thousand times in my head
Was it my fault
Did I forget????
When I wake up in the morning
And I look out to the western sky
I wanna see you fly, see you flying home
Was it the radio
I should have checked it again
Tested the frequencies
Receiving transmissions fail
Did you ever hear them?
I've got this sinking feeling
That I did you wrong
Now all the days are too long
She should have held up
If the winds were too strong
You could have made it
If you brought me along
Now your legend still lives on
Tachometer, oil flow, fuel pressure
CHECK
Instrument panel, circuit breakers
CHECK
Stabilizers, landing gear, propellers
CHECK
Airspeed calibration, antenna
ANTENNA!
I've got this sinking feeling
That I did you wrong
Now the days are too long
She should have held up
If the winds were too strong
You could have made it
If you brought me along
When I lay down and try to sleep
I could almost hear the sound of your engines
In my dreams I see the Electra
Flying home
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2. |
Zarni De Wet - Eric
04:12
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Eric was once a small boy
I could wrap into my arms
He loved building lands of lego
With dragons, knights and guards
I picture him with arms up
Always reaching out to me
I don’t picture him the way he turned out to be
He stopped playing guns and robbers
And he stayed up in his room
I chose to turn a blind eye
Never asked what he was up to
Monsters in the closet
I didn’t see
I wish I could chase them all away, to give him peace
I carry more than all the pain he caused you
The day you lost your baby
I lost a baby too
At 16 I gave him ammunition for his life
I told him always stand up
If in your heart it’s right
But now a heavy heart wonders
If I said too much
With ammunition by his side
His baby heart is cold and tough
Monsters in the closet
I didn’t see
I wish I chased them all away, to give him peace
I carry more than just the pain he caused you
The day you lost your baby
I lost a baby
Oh no no no no no no...
No no no no no no...
In a trench coat, the death angel
Painted red on high school walls
He laughed a devil laugh
At the girls hiding in the bathroom stalls
Monster in the closet
I didn’t see
I wish I could take it all away, and bring some peace
I carry more than just the pain he caused you
The day you lost your baby
I lost a baby too
I lost a baby
I lost
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John, what can I do?
I think I Love this girl
Leaving the band
To take her hand
And run away together
Hope you understand, it's Fate
You're gonna be a big star, you wait
We've come so far
You'll be better off
That's the truth
I'm no use
Keep me in your heart
Don't cry
Sing a tune
I'll be waiting for you, John
I'll see you soon
Love is all you need
Someday you'll figure out
I Love you, John
You're my best friend
And though my time is over
This is not the end, you'll see
I've painted pictures of you and me
Pictures of Love
I'll be lingering
On your mind
In your song
Man, it won't be long
Don't cry
Sing a tune
I'll be waiting for you, John
I'll see you soon
All the fame will mask the pain
The shame and confusion
Astrid knows
We come and go
Best regards to you old friend
WAIT!
You'll see
I've painted pictures of you and me
Pictures of Love
And I'll be lingering on your mind
In your song
Don't you cry
Oh, John
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A southern boy by unhappy chance
I was too young to understand
I wanted to make my papa proud
Didn’t much care what the war was about
When the states began dividing
I took my place as a fighter
Became right hand of a great man
Number one soldier under Jackson’s command
And I was brave on the front lines
Tried to save face as I let men die
Time went on
And it got bloody
And I stayed strong
I did my duty
Black and white, I watched them fall
Tried to tell myself it was all their fault
And we were righteous
In our fury
And stand beside us
Or be buried
I heard their cries
And in my mind I couldn’t escape those eyes
Those eyes just like mine
In a war full of lies
Who can choose the right side?
Oh mercy, please remember me
I’ve felt a love for the enemy
Gods and heathens
Are we men or demons?
Oh mercy, cleanse these hands of mine
Wash away the blood from this land,
‘Cause I don’t think this is what we meant by freedom
And so I marched onto that field
A heavy heart, a gun to weild
But something inside me had changed
I couldn’t bring myself to keep killing this way
So I layed my arms down in that valley
And Gettysburgh could do without me
I headed for the hills
Before I got far, I heard a thunderous sound
I fell to straight to the ground
Oh papa are you proud, are you proud now?
Oh mercy, please remember me
I’ve felt a love for the enemy
Gods and heathens
Are we men or demons?
Oh mercy, cleanse these hands of mine
Wash away the blood from this land,
‘Cause I don’t think this is what we meant by freedom
Oh mercy, please remember me
I’ve felt a love for the enemy
Gods and heathens
Are we men or demons?
Oh mercy, cleanse these hands of mine
Wash away the blood from this land,
‘Cause I don’t think this is what we meant by freedom
Oh mercy, please remember me
I’ve felt a love for the enemy
Gods and heathens
Are we men or demons?
Oh mercy, cleanse these hands of mine
Wash away the blood from this land,
‘Cause I don’t think this is what we meant by freedom
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Miguel had a barbershop in old Havana
Back in 1962
One day Castro came in for a shave and a haircut
And said he wanted something new
What he told Miguel was quite a big surprise
Please shave off my beard so I won't be recognized
And all at once the shop was still with shock
But after a moment Fidel began to talk
I must confess that I am sore afraid
I think that the Americans are going to invade
And they've placed atomic missiles in Italy afar
Threatening our comrads in the great USSR
So now I'm at a loss I don't know what to do
I'm worried that our people's revolution may be through
I have always thought that the pesants can be wise
So won't you please tell me just what would you advise
Miguel paused and considered his reply
Until he finally decided to comply
Fidel, my friend, the answer's very clear
Tell Nikita Kruschev he can put his missiles here
And then
We'll do the Cuban missile mambo
The dance
Of nuclear diplomacy
So when there comes a fine October day
You can try this scheme to make the Americans go away
When Kennedy finds out, offer him a trade
Take the missiles out if they promise never to invade
Fidel was so excited he jumped out of his chair
Because he wanted to call Kruschev then and there
Miguel, I guess I won't be shaving after all
As a token of my thanks I'll give you one of my cigars
And then
We'll do the Cuban missile mambo
The dance
Of nuclear diplomacy
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I was on the bus home
When you stepped into my life
I'd never known
Such fire in a woman's eyes
You're a queen of heart
From a kingdom far
Above this cruel charade
There's a place where love will reign
Where the laws are paper thin
And you would not be named
By the color of your skin
I saw out the window
As the driver pulled away
He stole your pride
And left you in the rain
I'm an honest man
On my word I stand
But I froze and could not speak
And the blame weighs down on me
For the color of my skin
Should have stood up from my seat
And be the one who let you in
So I rode the bus home
As a quiet man would do
My face will fade
But they'll all remember you
The queen of heart
From a kingdom far
Above this cruel charade
In a place where love will reign
Where the laws are paper thin
And you will not be named
By the color of your skin
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The sun rises in the east
I never thought I'd hear a prophecy in that
When I settled down, in this desert town
The future rang no doorbells
But to provide a frame of reference
Nobody here much looks me in the eye
It's like a pass backstage, this name badge
Just the junior lab assistant guy
Yet sometimes I feel like a ghost
In the shadow of a sleeping god
I feel a little sicker everyday
But I really need this job
Everyone here is so smart and so quiet
But I guess in science that's not so odd
Proper care and handling of this team
Might be a task to which I'm not equal
One of them just said he has become death
I wonder what he'll do for a sequel
To turn so many people to shadows
And dust clouds that flow like a flood
I guess when you wake a sleeping giant
It's no surprise that he looks for a club
Should I suspect I aid and abet
The greatest crime in human history
I don't really wanna know, because tell me
Who doesn't love a good mystery?
Who doesn't love a good mystery?
And I wash my hands
As I piece things together
Can't even say how careful I need to be
And I wash my hands
You can't take a chance
When this world can be so, so dirtying
I feel a little sicker everyday
But I really need this job
Everyone here is so smart and so quiet
But I guess in scienece that's not so odd
Should I suspect I aid and abet
The biggest crime in human history
I don't really wanna know, because tell me
Who doesn't love a good mystery?
Who doesn't love a good mystery?
I can stand to leave a little mystery
I wash my hands, and wash my hands
I wash them while I look the other way
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The first time that they met
She stabbed him in the chest
He went in DOA
There's no ifs, ands or buts
The lady, she was nuts
And there goes MLK
If help had shown up sooner
who knows where he'd be
But I guess there's no use speculating;
Martin Luther King -- RIP
A flash of pale, blue light
A hero has arrived
He took a stranger's place
No one there can tell
That he's somebody else
Behind the stranger's face
There's only one who knows
His name is really Sam
And that's his friend with all the information
But he's just a hologram
Now, he's a New York cop in 1958
He's got to get to Blumstein's fast
Ziggy says his odds aren't looking all that great
But he's on a quest to fix the past
The first time that they met
She stabbed him in the chest
But Sam was there in time
He pulled her from her prey
And much to her dismay
The Doctor would survive
In fact, he'd live another
Ten years, working strong
And a job well done, now Sam would keep on Leaping
Putting right what once went wrong
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Just a couple of mates of mine, it seemed to me they’d get a long
An introduction, some quick hellos, a guitar and a couple songs
Join the band, play left handed, sing some harmonies
They wouldn’t even know each other, if it weren’t for me
It all started when John met Paul
Write some songs, make some records, that was all
The rest, as they say is history, but the one who got it started
That was me
Meet some girls, tour the world, and change the way we hear
The soundtrack of a generation far and near
Sing of love, sing of peace, sing of rock and roll
That’s how it started at a summer fete not too long ago
It all started when John met Paul
Write some songs, make some records, that was all
The rest, as they say is history, but the one who got it started
That was me
Just a couple of mates of mine it seemed to me they’d get a long
It worked that way for a little while but sometime things go wrong
From Liverpool to Everywhere, it must have took its toll
Even though it goes to show, it matters who you know
It all started when John met Paul
Write some songs, make some records, that was all
The rest, as they say is history, but the one who got it started
That was me
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10. |
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I wake before the dawn
In the stagnant air of some motel
And over continental breakfast
I briefly come aware
Of some nameless dread
Hanging wispy in the morning air
I am just the driver
That is all I know
Down Main to Houston Street
And then slowly turning onto Elm
Entering the Plaza
Into the thrumming crowd
Fearless and genteel
Waving to the fervent and the proud
I am just the driver
That is all I do
A hollow sound
Breaks the air
Time just spirals down
Driving screaming circles out of here
I see his holy head
Ever blooming rosy in the mirror
As long as I keep driving
None of this is real
As long as I keep driving
None of this is real
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You showed me how the world should sound (Mr. Bell)
Built a machine to write it down, to show me how the world should sound
"Electrifying!" I replied (Mr. Bell)
Your shining eyes grew twice as wide; you asked if I would be your bride
Oh Alexander, can't you see that I adore you?
Oh Alexander, have I ever asked for anything before?
I've packed your bag
So you can take this train to Philadelphia
Or you can take any other -- 'but this is your last chance, your last chance lover
All year long, you've had no peace (Mr. Bell)
Tweaking wires and batteries, discovering electric speech
You've got to know that you've got to go (Mr. Bell)
Take you to the Centennial show, cause darling the world must know!
Alexander, you argue but I'm calling your bluff
Alexander, yes you're busy, but there's time enough
I've paid your fare
You can take this train to Philadelphia
Or you can take any other -- 'cause this is your last chance, your last chance lover
If you can't do this, just to please me
Then take off your ring, release me
I'm turning around, I'm leaving you here
Your protests fall on deaf ears
So you can take this train to Philadelphia
Or you can take any other. But this is your last chance...
This is your last
Chance
This is your last chance lover
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MAN 1:
I was there
On the bus
When it happened.
In a way,
It was all
‘Cause of me.
There were three men
Who were standin' . . .
At the time,
We believed
We were better.
At the time,
We demanded
They move.
And three of them did,
But a woman just slid
To the window . . .
Thank God
No one knows
It was me!
One of three
Who were there
At a crossroads in time
To trigger events
That were waitin' to be . . .
MAN 2:
I was there
On the bus
When it happened.
An’ I still
Can’t believe
I was there.
There were three men
Who had boarded . . .
An’ they said
That they wanted
Our seats.
An’ the driver,
He tells us
To move.
So three of us did.
I stood up and slid
Past the lady
Who seized on the moment . . .
An’ Lord!
We should thank
God for her!
‘Cause God knows
It wouldn’t have
Started with me.
And who
Would have guessed
That the rest
Of it all
Would occur?
MAN 2: MAN 1:
It was just
Another day. It was just
A bus ride The way things were.
Like so many others.
Just part of the times.
Another injustice.
A small inconvenience.
A minor arrest.
BOTH:
And nobody knew
We had just witnessed hist’ry.
MAN 1:
If I could,
I’d go back
And be diff’rent.
Even if
It was only
For me.
For if one woman
Can change the world . . .
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13. |
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I couldn't leave with you
It
Wasn't what I would choose
But
The choice was taken out of
Our hands
And they were tied
And
They told us who would go
And
How long they'd stay below
They
All stood congraulating
Both my friends they sympathised
And
I knew then it was true
I just had this job to do
It
Made it more bearable
To know
That hist'ry would recall
Today,
But down beneath it all
I
Just couldn't shake it off
And keep that thought
From running through my mind
Will they remember me at all?
I always said to you
That
I would give you the moon
If
I only had the chance but
That promise couldn't last
It
Broke when they broke my heart
And
Said I would play a part
But
I sat there devesated
While my friends were idolised
And
The pain within your eyes
Is worse than that I feel inside
It
Makes it unbearable
To know
That hist'ry would recall
Today,
But down beneath it all
I
Just couldn't shake it off
And keep that thought
From running through my mind
Will they remember me at-
-All I can say now
Is I'll try
To silently wait
While hist'ry writes their names
And all I can do now
Is to say I flew
But why does it feel
That after the fear
Of planetfall
They wont remember me at all?
So here I am alone
Oh
So many miles from home
I
See were the Eagle's gone
Where
Valour and fame are won
But
Thanks to the choice they made
Now
Fortune favours the brave
As
I sit in my tin can
They take that one small step for man
And
The race for space is won
By America's new favourite sons
It
Makes it unbearable
To know
That hist'ry will recall
Today,
But down beneath it all
I
Just couldn't shake it off
And keep that thought
From running through my mind
Will they remember me at all?
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Hi, I'm Dr. Andersen's assistant - Reggie
Yesterday I made Quantum history
Well, Actually…
I take pictures of Atoms using two lasers and Rubidium-85
I thought I could do it alone at my home
But victory was not so…..sweet
Just like in the lab that day
Lasers of players e-bay
There's a fricken' black hole in the room
Black Portal of Doom - yeah
Creepy evil things
Crawling next me
Guess it wasn't so
So, so -- so easy
What was different?
What was different in the lab?
What was different?
What do you think?
Why can't things go smoothly?
Were the lasers wrong?
A Black Portal of Doom? CERN already did that
I wonder if I've started……doomsday?
There's a fricken' black hole in the room
Black Portal of Doom - yeah
Creepy evil things
Crawling next me
Guess it wasn't so
So, so -- so easy
There's a fricken' black hole in the room
Black Portal of Doom - yeah
Creepy evil things
Crawling next me
Guess it wasn't so
So, so -- so easy
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Oh I'm the man who shovels the shite
Behind William Wallace's horse
And naeb'dy asks me. "How'd ye do?"
And naebody asks the horse (of course)
But its a life I would'nae change
I fairly do endorse...
To be the man who shovels the shite
Behind William Wallace's horse
And I'm the man who shovels the shite
Behind William Wallace's horse
And you may think it's a helluva joab
But trust me- there are worse (Nah!)
Cos tho' I married fower maids
I got oot through divorce!
(Thanks tae) bein' the man
Who shovel's the shite
Behind William Wallace's horse!
Now Edward tried tae take us doon
But Scotland wadnae hae it! (Nah!)
We aw declared our liberty!
And proudly we did say it (Aye!)
When Wallace went tae Stirling bridge
In English blood he sprayed it!
And kept us free
My shovel and me
Tae follow ahent his horse!
For I'm the man who shovels the shite
Behind William Wallace's horse
We chased them english bastards
Through the broom and through the gorse
But Falkirk saw the nobles turn
And Wallce was ta'en off...
No more the man who shovels the shite
Behind William Wallace's horse
Now Bruce saw me disconsolate
When Wallace was Betrayed (Betrayed!)
And took me far aff tae the side
And unto me he sayed (He sayed!)
"I ken they cut oot aw his guts
His airms and legs and heid
So how'd you like
Tae shovel the shite
Ahent MY horse instead?"
(So) now I'm the man
Who shovels the shite
Behind The Bruce's horse!
And nobles nivir notice ye
Engaged in their discourse
The things ye'd hear
They things ye'd see
Wa'd mak ye keech yir shorts!
Were you the man who shovelled the shite
Behind Bruce's horse
So in my mind I found a plan
An' dare I say, t'was brammel!
And o'er the border we baith went
Mah shovel aye liked tae travel!
And I got a joab that naebuddy'd waant
Wi' nary a smidge o trubble
'Cos shovellin shite's
No popular like
Amongst the english rabble
So now I'm the man
Who shovels the shite
Behind King Edwards horse!
And aw his fowk ignored the man
That shovelled up the lumps
The things ah heard them talk aboot
Wa'd failry mak ye jump!
When I was the man who shovelled the shite
Behind King Edwards horse
So back tae Bruce I hauled awa
And telt him in quick stock
O' Edward's plans, and Edward's men
And Bruce, in glee did rock
(He Said) "I'll tell ye this, at Bannockburn
They'll aw' get a helluva shock!
'Cos you took the joab
O' shovelling shite
Behind King Edward's horse!"
At dawn King Edwards armies came
And we went oot tae meet it
The Bruce he drove them aff oor lands
And Edward had tae beat it!
But thats the thing 'boot common fowk
We ken shite when we see it!
And we saw it run
At banockburn
Frae english arses drappit!
And I'm the man who shovels the shite
But only frae MY horse!
The Bruce he fine rewarded me
For turning the battles's course
I got some land!
I got some coos!
I some cash of course!
I'm still the man who shovels the shite
But jist for my ain horse!
Oh I'm still the man
Who shovels the shite
But jist
For
My
Ain
Hooooooorse!
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We hold these truths to be self evident
But before a child can know the truth, he has to learn the way
The way to shape and form the letters
The way to know the fathers plan
He needs someone there to guide him
To become the best he can
For it takes a patient hand to form the man
She showed him how to hold the chalk and slate
Used a Bible and a hornbook to teach values writ in stone
She taught virtue with those letters
Printed faith upon his heart
And a reverence for liberty
And justice got its start
Formed the course of a new nation with her art
It only takes a spark to light a candle in the dark
A single light can help to show the way
That small flame in turn
Helped the brushfires to burn
Set by determined men
Whose dream still lives on today
She taught him as he grew to use a pen
And to use his mind as well to build upon the base she laid
As grammar led to logic
He learned how to speak and act
Arithmetic, geometry
Each had their impact
And were used to form the nations great compact
She never knew just where her actions led
That the child she taught to read and write
Would someday lead her land
She just gave him love of learning
Love of God and liberty
She set his feet upon a path
That stands in history
And the Constitution is her legacy
It only takes a spark to light a candle in the dark
A single light can help to show the way
That small flame in turn
Helped the brushfires to burn
Set by determined men
Whose dream still lives on today
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When you die you don't think twice
There's no time till your death
Don't suppose you'd rather sink
Than then think through your last breath
I've always done what I must do
If you were me you'd do it
Two or three times two
A dance you knew
You claim you never knew it
Now that Soldiers came on this dark day
You say the king will come for me
You say you'll say I'll sink
And I don't sink ships and that we will run
And I've done always what I'll do
And like me you have done it
Two or three times two
I try to black it out reduce it down to
What I care about
To what I thought you always knew
Mother crow says all I need to know
About my heartbreak
And she writes in blood upon the plain
The ravens sing about my dirge on this dark day…
These people in my head
All of these people that are in our bed
They've tied me down / and you won't save me
You are what I'll never know again
We've always done just what we do
But as for me … you are a man
And soldiers take what can't be killed and what they can't kill they
Remake
Or stake
But when you burn there's thinking time
And then you wonder why you don't risk
Linking as we do or maybe save or say goodbye
Goodbye the thought's
Don't make sense I can't end and wishing
And the burning
...Nakedness
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18. |
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I've spend my career teaching history
But my colleagues always mock me
My papers are rejected
My letters to the editor never selected
My memories of those days are mostly a blur
Of crudely drawn animation
With our horn-rimmed glasses, we'd explore
The pasts of many nations
His bowtie he always kept impeccable
The puns were completely unacceptable
I tell you this without much joy
For I'm no longer Peabody's... boy
My life has been so ordinary
Since the day he went away
Now it's been almost fifty years
And I am old and gray
I've never stopped believing
That he'll come back for me
My master, mentor, friend Mister Peabody
I followed Peabody's detailed instructions
To make sure our history functions
Fixing problems in our past
We righted wrongs and we had ourselves a blast
When our show was cancelled, he took it really hard
We heard him howling in the yard
On that fateful day, he broke his chain
And with nothing but his big brain
He trotted right through the door of his machine
We'd know where he went, but he broke the view screen
The government men took it away
Now how can I... get back... to yesterday?
My life has been so ordinary
Since the day he went away
Now it's been almost fifty years
And I am old and gray
I've never stopped believing
That he'll come back for me
My master, mentor, friend Mister Peabody
Cartoons can live forever
But not so human men
Hoping that he gets here soon
So I can see his fuzzy face again
Maybe he traveled forward
And in some very different when
Some clever future doctors
Can fix me and make me young again
Now night is fast approaching
But if we meet up one day
We'll be dog and boy like it was yesterday
I had to pack up and go back to school
Which felt so very cruel
The history books all seemed strange
It's not nearly as fun when it can't be rearranged
Me, I just got older, and I discovered girls
But they never seemed to like me
Maybe the dog tags put them off
Or maybe they saw me scratch a flea
I never got married and I never had friends
I really hope this isn't how it ends
I hope my master won't forget me
And I'll make hist'ry with Mister Peabody
My life has been so ordinary
Since the day he went away
Now it's been almost fifty years
And I am old and gray
I've never stopped believing
That he'll come back for me
My master, mentor, friend Mister Peabody
Now you might think I'm just confused
And age has left me in a fog
But I never minded playing second fiddle...
To a dog
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Sing it loud / Sing it bravely
Sing it strongly
Life is a recording
Sing like you mean it
Sing like time doesn't mean anything
And you aren't being swallowed
Bermuda
Is a triangle somewhere
Berumuda
Is not really there
Bermuda
Is a place on the ocean somewhere
Nobody cares
When you have gone
Recordings outlast
Non...songs
Nobody needs / anything green
Nobody cares about these kinda things
Bermuda
Is a triangle somewhere
Out in the ocean
But you don't care
Berumuda
Isn't really happening
Bermuda
Is not really shit... to me.
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Spintown Middletown, Ohio
I used to run a songwriting contest called SpinTunes. Most of the material hosted on this account is a result of that contest. The rest is mostly Minecraft related songs.
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