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| Last Exit Musique: Vedder, Gossard, Ament, McCready, Abruzzese Paroles: Vedder Album: Vitalogy Date: 6 décembre 1994 Lives opened and trashed. Look ma, watch me crash. No time to question why'd nothing last. Grasp and hold on we're dying fast. Soon be over and I will relent. Let the ocean swell dissolve way my past. Three days and maybe longer. Won't even know I've left. Under your tongue I'm like a tab. I will give you what you're not supposed to have. Under my breath I swear by sin. For better or for worse, a best we began. Let the sun climb, burn way my mask. Three days and maybe longer. Shed my skin at last. Let the sun shine burn way my mask. Three days and maybe longer. Won't ever find me here. Let the ocean dissolve way my past. Four days and not much longer. Let my spirit pass. This is my last exit. |
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| Do The Evolution Musique: Gossard Paroles: Vedder Album: Yield Date: 3 février 1998 I'm ahead, I'm a man I'm the first mammal to wear pants. I am at peace with my lust. I can kill cause in god I trust. It's evolution baby. I'm a piece of the man. I buy stocks on the day of the crash. On the loose. I'm a truck. All the rolling hills I'll flatten 'em out. It's herd behavior. Uh huh. It's evolution baby Admire me, admire my home, admire my son, he's my clone. This land is mine, this land is free, I'll do what I want, yet irresponsibly. It's evolution baby. I'm a thief. I'm a liar. There's my church I sing in the choir. Hall-le-lu-jah. Admire me, admire my home, admire my song, admire my clothes. Consider, appetite for nightly feasts. Those ignorant Indians got nothing on me. Nothing. Why? Because, it's evolution baby. I am ahead, I am advanced, I am the first mammal to make plans. I crawled the earth, but now I'm higher. 2010 watch it go to fire. It's evolution baby. Do the evolution. |
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| Animal Musique: Vedder, Gossard, Ament, McCready, Abruzzese Paroles: Vedder Album: Vs Date: 19 octobre 1993 One, two, three, four, five against one. Five, five, five against one. Said one, two, three, four, five against one. Five, five... Five, five... Five against... Torture from you to me. Yeah. Ah. Abducted from the street. Umm. I'd rather be. I'd rather be with. I'd rather be with an animal. Oh. Rah. Why would you wanna hurt me? Oh... Ooh, so frightened of your pain. Yeah. Ooh. I'd rather be. I'd rather be with. I'd rather be with an animal. I'd rather be. (x2) I'd rather be with an animal. Woof. Five, five against one, said. I'd rather be. I'd rather be with. I'd rather be with an animal. I'd rather be. (x2) I'd rather be with an animal. Said one, two, three, four, five against one. Five, five... Five, five... Five against, five against. One, two, three, four, five against one. Five, five... Five, five... Five against one, said. |
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| Insignificance Ecrit par: Vedder Album: Binaural Date: 16 mai 2000 All in all it's no one's fault. Excuses turn to carbon walls. Blame it all on chemical intercourse. The swallowed seeds of arrogance breeding in the thoughts of ten-thousand fools that fight irrelevance. The full moon is dead skin. The one down here's wearing thin. So set up the ten pins as the human tide rolls in. Like a ball that's spinning. Bombs dropping down overhead. On the ground. It's instilled to want to live. Bombs dropping down. Please forgive our hometown in our insignificance. "Turn the jukebox up," he said. Dancing in irreverence. Play C-3. Let the song protest. The plates began to shift. Perfect lefts come rolling in. I was alone and far away, hey. When I heard the band start playing. On the lip they take off. Bombs dropping down overhead. Underground. It's instilled to want to live. Bombs dropping down. Please forgive our hometown in our insignificance. |
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| Corduroy Musique: Vedder, Gossard, Ament, McCready, Abruzzese Paroles: Vedder Album: Vitalogy Date: 6 décembre 1994 The waiting drove me mad. You're finally here and I'm a mess. I take your entrance back. Can't let you roam inside my head. I don't want to take what you can give. I would rather starve than eat your bread. I would rather run but I can't walk. Guess I lie alone just like before. I'll take the firmest path. Oh, and I must refuse your test. A-push me and I will resist. This behavior's not unique. I don't want to hear from those who know. They can buy but can't put on my clothes. I don't want to wait for them to walk. Never would have known of me before. I don't want to be held in your debt. I'll pay it off in blood let I be wed. I'm already cut up and half dead. I'll end up alone like I began. Everything has chains. Absolutely nothing's changed. "Take my hand, not my picture." Spelled my T-shirt. I don't want to take what you can give. I would rather starve than eat your breast. All the things that others want for me. Can't buy what I want because it's free. Can't be what you want because I... Why ain't it susposed to be just fun? To live and die let it be done. I figure I'll be damned. All alone like I began. It's your move now. I thought you were a friend but I guess, I... I guess I hate you. |
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| Dissident Musique: Vedder, Gossard, Ament, McCready, Abruzzese Paroles: Vedder Album: Vs Date: 19 octobre 1993 She nursed him there, ooh, over a night. I wasn't so sure she wanted him to stay. What to say? What to say? But soon she was down. Soon he was low. At a quarter past. A holy no. She had to turn around. When she couldn't hold, oh, she folded. A dissident is here. Escape is never the safest path. Oh, a dissidence. A dissident is here. And to this day she's glided on. Always home but so far away. Like a word misplaced. Nothing said, what a waste. But when she had contact with the conflict. There was meaning but she sold him to the state. She had to turn around. When she couldn't hold she folded. A dissident is here. Escape is never the safest path. Oh, a dissidence. A dissident is here. Oh. Oh... Oh... She gave him away when she couldn't hold. No, she folded. A dissident is here. Escape is never the safest path. Oh, a dissident, a dissident is here. Oh, couldn't hold on. She couldn't hold. No, she folded. A dissident is here. Escape is never the safest place. Oh, A dissident is here. |
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| Even Flow Musique: Gossard Paroles: Vedder Album: Ten Date: 27 août 1991 Freezing. Rests his head on a pillow made of concrete. Again. Oh, Feeling maybe he'll see a little better set a days. Ooh yeah. Oh, hand out faces that he sees time again ain't that familiar. Ooh yeah. Oh, dark grin. He can't help when his happy looks insane. Ooh. Even flow. Thoughts arrive like butterflies. Oh, he don't know so he chases them away-yeah. Ooh. Oh, someday yet he'll begin his life again. Life again. Life again. Kneeling. Looking through the paper though he doesn't know to read. Ooh yeah. Oh, praying now to something that has never showed him anything. Oh, feeling understands the weather of the winters on its way. Oh, ceilings few and far between all the legal halls of shame. Yeah. Even flow. Thoughts arrive like butterflies. Oh, he don't know so he chases them away. Oh, someday yet he'll begin his life again. Oh, whispering hands gently lead him away. Him away. Him away. Yeah. Woo. Ah Yeah. Fuck your money. Even flow. Thoughts arrive like butterflies. Oh, he don't know so he chases them away. A-someday yet he'll begin his life again. Yeah. Oh, whispering hands gently lead him away. Him away. Him away. Yeah. Woo. Uh huh yeah. Yeah yeah, momma mommy |
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| Leatherman Musique: Vedder Paroles: Vedder Album: Single Given To Fly Date: 6 janvier 1998 I heard about a man to whom I may be related. He's leatherman. Died a long time ago in the 1880's. Leatherman. Leatherman. Covered with leather but it wasn't tight. Underneath a moon in the woods at night. Making the rounds ten miles a day. Once a month they'd spot him and here's what they'd say. "Here he comes. He's a man of the land. He's leatherman Smile on his face. Axe in his pack. He's leatherman. Leatherman. Leatherman." Comes out of the caves once a day to be fed. He wasn't known to stay much but, "Thanks for the bread." So, modern day I walk my way with my jacket faded just like a man of leather whom I may be related. Rolled cigarette for which he'd ask for a light. Appear to be an animal. Yet, so polite. Making the rounds ten miles a day. Once a month they'd spot him and here's what they'd say "Here he comes he's a man of the land. He's leatherman Smile on his face. Axe in his hand. He's leatherman. Leatherman. Leatherman." Leatherman. Leatherman. Shake his hand. He's leatherman. Bake some bread. He's leatherman. Shame he's dead. I saw his bed. It's all that's left of leatherman. Leatherman. Give me some skin Leatherman. |
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| Given To Fly Musique: McCready Paroles: Vedder Album: Yield Date: 3 février 1998 He could have tuned in, tuned in, but he tuned out. A bad time nothing could save him. Alone in a corridor, waiting, locked out. He got up outta there ran for hundreds of miles. He made it to the ocean, had a smoke in a tree. The wind rose up set him down on his knee. A wave came crashing like a fist to the jaw. Deliver him wings, "Hey look at me now!" Arms wide open with the sea as his floor oh, oh, oh... He's flying, whole! High! wide! oh... He floated back down cause he wanted to share. This key to the locks, on the chains, he saw everywhere. But first he was stripped, and then he was stabbed by faceless men. Well fuckers, he still stands. And he still gets his love he just gives it away. The love he receives is the love that is saved. And sometimes is seen a strange spot in the sky. A human being that was given to fly... Flying! whole... High! flying! whole... He's flying! woah... High... woah... oh... |
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| Don't Gimme No Lip Ecrit par: Gossard Album: Lost Dogs Date: 11 novembre 2003 Don’t gimme no lip Don’t gimme no lip Don’t gimme no Don’t gimme no lip Don’t gimme no lip Don’t gimme no Don’t gimme no lip, I've had my fill of it Don’t gimme no lip, I've lost my taste for it Don’t gimme no lip, you've got a face this shit Don’t gimme no lip Don’t gimme no lip Don’t gimme no lip Don’t gimme no lip Don’t gimme no Don’t gimme no lip Don’t gimme no lip Don’t gimme no Don’t gimme no lip, I'm just not having it Don’t gimme no lip, stuck on your cigarette Don’t gimme no lip, I'm wiping off the spit Don’t gimme no lip Don’t gimme no lip It's just a problem One I'll be solving It's just a problem Problem? haha.. Don’t gimme no lip Don’t gimme no lip Don’t gimme no Don’t gimme no lip Don’t gimme no lip Don’t gimme no Don’t gimme no lip Don’t gimme no lip Don’t gimme no Don’t gimme no lip Don’t gimme no lip Don’t gimme no |
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| Not For You Musique: Vedder, Gossard, Ament, McCready, Abruzzese Paroles: Vedder Album: Vitalogy Date: 6 décembre 1994 Restless soul, enjoy your youth. Like Muhammad. Hits the truth. Can't escape from the common rule - if you hate something don't you do it too. Small my table. A-sits just two. Got so crowded. I can't make room. Oh where did they come from? Stormed my room. And you dare say it belongs to you. To you. This is not for you. My friends call me Ed, they call me. My friends they don't scream. My friends don't call. My friends don't. All that's sacred comes from youth. Dedication. Naive and true. With no power. Nothing to do. I still remember. Why don't you? Don't you? This is not for you. Never was for you. Fuck you. This is not for you. |
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Small Town Musique: Vedder, Gossard, Ament, McCready, Abruzzese Paroles: Vedder Album: Vs Date: 19 octobre 1993 I seem to recognize your face. Haunting familiar, yet I can't seem to place it. Cannot find the candle of thought to light your name. Lifetimes are catching up with me. All these changes taking place. I wish I'd seen the place but no one's ever taken me. Hearts and thoughts they fade, fade away. Hearts and thoughts they fade, fade away. I swear I recognize your breath. Memories, like fingerprints, are slowly raising. Me you wouldn't recall for I'm not my former. It's hard when your stuck upon the shelf. I changed by not changing at all. Small town predicts my fate. Perhaps that's what no one wants to see. I just want to scream, "Hello." My god its been so long. Never dreamed you'd return. But now here you are and here I am. Hearts and thoughts they fade...away... Hearts and thoughts they fade...away... Hearts and thoughts they fade, fade away... Hearts and thoughts they fade... |
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| Down Musique: Gossard Paroles: Vedder, Gossard Album: Single I Am Mine Date: 8 octobre 2002 Down. Fall by the wayside no getting out. Down. Cry me a river dried up and dammed. The names can be changed but the place is still the same. I am loaded. Told that all's for naught. Holds me down. Rise. Life is in motion. I'm stuck in line. Rise. You can't be neutral on a moving train. One day the symptoms fade. Think I'll throw these pills away. And if hope could grow from dirt like me. It can be done. Won't let the light escape from me. Won't let the darkness swallow me. So long. g. |
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| Once Musique: Gossard Paroles: Vedder Album: Ten Date: 27 août 1991 Ooo... I admit it. What's to say? Yeah. I'll relive it without pain. Mmmm. Back street lover on the side of the road. I got a bomb in my temple that is gonna explode. I got a sixteen gauge buried under my clothes. I play. Once upon a time I could control myself. Ooh, once upon a time I could lose myself. Yeah. Oh, try and mimic what's insane. Ooh. I am in it, where do I stand? (Stand, stand.) Oh, Indian summer and I hate the heat. I got a back street lover on the passenger seat. I got my hand in my pocket, so determined, discreet. I pray. Once upon a time I could control myself. Ooh, once upon a time I could lose myself. Yeah waa. You think I got my eyes closed but I've been looking at you the whole fucking time. Ooh, once upon a time I could control myself. Yeah. Once upon a time I could lose myself. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Once upon a time I could love myself. Yeah. Once upon a time I could love you. Yeah, yeah. Once... (x4) Yeah. Once... Once, yeah... Yeah. Yeah... Yeah, yeah... Yeah, yeah... Oww... |
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| Go Musique: Vedder, Gossard, Ament, McCready, Abruzzese Paroles: Vedder Album: Vs Date: 19 octobre 1993 Oh, please don't go out on me. Don't go on me now. Never acted up before. Don't go on me now. I swear I never took it for granted. Just thought of it now. Suppose I abused you. Just passing it on. Go, fuck. Once fastened, servile, now your getting sharp. Moving oh so swiftly with such disarm. I pulled the covers over him shoulda' pulled the alarm. Turned to my nemesis. A fool no fucking god. No, time... Suck, my... Please... Don't go on me. (x4) Please... Nooh. Suck, blood.... Touch, please... Tunnel vision. Tuck... Time.... See... Please, please, please... Don't go on me. (x4) Please... Don't you want me? Don't go on me. Please don't go on me. |
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| Soon Forget Ecrit par: Vedder Album: Binaural Date: 16 mai 2000 Sorry is the fool who trades his soul for a corvette. Thinks he'll get the girl he'll only get the mechanic. What's missing? He's living a day he'll soon forget. That's one more time around. The sun is going down. The moon is out but he's drunk and shouting. Putting people down. He's pissing. He's living a day he'll soon forget. Counts his money every morning. The only thing that keeps him horny. Locked in a giant house that's alarming. The townsfolk they all laugh. Sorry is the fool who trades his love for hi-rise rent. Seem the more you make equals the loneliness you get. And it's fitting. He's barley living a day he'll soon forget. That's one more time around and there is not a sound. He's lying dead clutching Benjamins. Never put the money down. He's stiffening. We're all whistling a man we'll soon forget. |
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| Betterman Ecrit par: Vedder Album: Vitalogy Date: 6 décembre 1994 Waiting, watching the clock. It's four o'clock. It's got to stop. Tell him. Take no more. She practices her speech as he opens the door, she rolls over. Pretends to sleep as he looks her over. She lies and says she's in love with him. Can't find a better man. She dreams in color, she dreams in red. Can't find a better man. Can't find a better man. Talking to herself, "There's no one else who needs to know," she tells herself. Memories back when she was smooth and strong and waiting for the world to come along. Swears she knew him now she swears he's gone. She lies and says she's in love with him. Can't find a better man. She dreams in color, she dreams in red. Can't find a better man. She lies and says she still loves him. Can't find a better man. She dreams in color, she dreams in red. Can't find a better man. Can't find a better man. She loved him, yeah. She don't want to leave this way. She feeds him, yeah. That's why she'll be back again. Can't find a better man. |
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| I Believe in Miracles Ecrit par: The Ramones I used to be on an endless run. Believe in miracles 'cause I'm one. I have been blessed with the power to survive. After all these years I'm still alive. I'm out here kickin' with the band. I am no longer a solitary man. Every day my time runs out. Lived like a fool, that's what I was about, oh I believe in miracles. I believe in a better world for me and you. Oh, I believe in miracles. I believe in a better world for me and you. Tattooed your name on my arm. I always said my girl's a good luck charm. If she can find a reason to forgive, Then I can find a reason to live. I used to be on an endless run. Believe in miracles 'cause I'm one. I have been blessed with the power to survive. After all these years I'm still alive. I believe in miracles. I believe in a better world for me and you. Oh, I believe in miracles. I believe in a better world for me and you. I close my eyes and think how it might be. The future's here today. It's not too late. It's not too late, yeah! I believe in miracles. I believe in a better world for me and you. Oh, I believe in miracles. I believe in a better world for me and you. |
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| Blood Musique: Vedder, Gossard, Ament, McCready, Abruzzese Paroles: Vedder Album: Vs Date: 19 octobre 1993 Spin me round. Roll me over. Fucking circus. Stab it down. One way needle. Pulled so slowly. Drains and spills. Soaks the pages. Fills their sponges. It's my blood. (x2) Paint Ed big. Turn Ed into one of his enemies. It's my blood. (x3) Stab it down. Fill the pages. Suck my life out. Maker of my enemies. Take my... Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Rats. |
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| Kick Out The Jams Ecrit par: MC5 TKick out the jams motherfuckers! Well I feel pretty good And I guess that i could get crazy now baby Cause we all got in tune And when the dressing room got hazy now baby I know how you want it child Hot, quick and tight The girls can't stand it When you're doin' it right Let me up on the stand And let me kick out the jam Yes, kick out the jams I want to kick'em out! Yes I'm starting to sweat You know my shirt's all wet What a feeling In the sound that abounds And resounds and rebounds off the ceiling You gotta have it baby You can't do without When you get that feeling You gotta sock' em out Put that mile in my hand And let me kick out the jam Yes kick out the jams I want to kick'em out! So you got to give it up You know you can't get enough miss Mackenzie Cause it gets in your brain It drives you insane With the frenzy The wigglin guitars girl The crash of the drums Make you wanna keep-a-rockin' Till the morning comes Let me be who I am And let me kick out the jams Yes, kick out the jams I done kicked em out! |
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| Alive Musique: Gossard Paroles: Vedder Album: Ten Date: 27 août 1991 "Son," she said, "Have I got a little story for you. What you thought was your daddy was nothing but a... While you were sitting home alone at age thirteen your real daddy was dying. Sorry you didn't see him but I'm glad we talked." Oh, I... Oh, I'm still alive. Hey, I... Oh, I'm still alive. Hey, I... Oh, I'm still alive. Hey, ooh. Oh, she walks slowly across a young man's room. She said, "I'm ready for you." Why I can't remember anything to this very day? 'Cept the look. The look. Oh, you know where. Now I can't see I just stare. I... I'm still alive. Hey I... But, I'm still alive. Hey I... Boy, I'm still alive. Hey I... Oh, I'm still alive. Yeah. Ooh yeah. Yeah yeah yeah. Oh. Ooh. "Is something wrong?" She said. Of course there is. "You're still alive." She said. Oh, and do I deserve to be? Is that the question? And if so, if so, who answers? Who answers! I... Oh, I'm still alive. Hey I... Oh, I'm still alive. Hey I... But, I'm still alive. Yeah I... Ooh, I'm still alive. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. |
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| Last Kiss Ecrit par: Wayne Cochran Album: Single Last Kiss Date: 8 juin 1999 Oh where, oh where can my baby be? The Lord took her away from me She's gone to heaven so I got to be good So I can see my baby when I leave this world We were out on a date in my daddy's car We hadn't driven very far There in the road, straight ahead A car was stalled, the engine was dead I couldn't stop so I swirved to the right I'll never forget the sound that night The screaming tyres, the bust-in glass The painful scream that I heard last Oh where, oh where can my baby be? The Lord took her away from me She's gone to heaven so I got to be good So I can see my baby when I leave this world When I woke up the rain was pouring down There were people standing all around Something warm falling through my eyes But somehow I found my baby that night I lifted her head, she looked at me and said "Hold me darling just a little while" I held her close, I kissed her our last kiss I'd found the love that I knew I had missed But now she's gone even though I hold her tight I lost my love, my life that night Oh where, oh where can my baby be? The Lord took her away from me She's gone to heaven so I got to be good So I can see my baby when I leave this world |
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| Black Musique: Gossard Paroles: Vedder Album: Ten Date: 27 août 1991 Sheets of empty canvas. Untouched sheets of clay were laid spread out before me as her body once did. All five horizons revolved around her soul. As the earth to the sun. Now the air I tasted and breathed has taken a turn. Ooh, and all I taught her was everything. Ooh, I know she gave me all that she wore. And now my bitter hands shade beneath the clouds of what was everything. All the pictures have all been washed in black. Tattooed every day. I take a walk outside. I'm surrounded by some kids at play. Oh, I can feel their laughter. Oh, so why do I sear? Ooh, and twisted thoughts that spin around my head. I'm spinning. Oh, I'm spinning. How quick the sun can drop away. And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass of what was everything. All the pictures have all been washed in black. Tattooed everything. All the love gone bad turned my world to black. Tattooed all I see. All that I am. All I'll be. Yeah. Uh huh... Uh huh... Ooh. I know someday you'll have a beautiful life. I know you'll be a star in somebody else's sky but why, why, why can't it be, oh, can't it be mine? Oh... Ohh yeah oh. Do do do do do do do |
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| Jeremy Musique: Ament Paroles: Vedder Album: Ten Date: 27 août 1991 At home drawing pictures of mountain tops, with him on top. Lemon yellow sun. Arms raised in a V. And the dead lay in pools of maroon below. Daddy didn't give attention, oh, to the fact that mommy didn't care. King Jeremy the wicked, oh, ruled his world. Jeremy spoke in class today. Jeremy spoke in class today. Clearly how I remember picking on the boy. Seemed a harmless little fuck. Ooh, but we unleashed a lion. Gnashed his teeth and bit the recess lady's breast. How could I forget. And he hit me with a surprise left. My jaw left hurting. Ooh, dropped wide open. Just like the day, Oh, like the day I heard. Daddy didn't give affection, no, and the boy was something mommy wouldn't wear. King Jeremy the wicked, oh, ruled his world. Jeremy spoke in class today. Jeremy spoke in class today. Jeremy spoke in class today. Ty to forget this...Try to forget this... Try to erase this...Try to erase this... From the blackboard... Jeremy spoke in class today Jeremy spoke in class today Jeremy spoke in, spoke in Jeremy spoke in, spoke in Jeremy spoke in class today... (spoke in, spoke in...) |
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| Baba O'Riley Ecrit par: The Who Out here in the fields I fight for my meals I get my back into my living I don't need to fight To prove I'm right I don't need to be forgiven Don't cry Don't raise your eye It's only teenage wasteland Sally ,take my hand Travel south crossland Put out the fire Don't look past my shoulder The exodus is here The happy ones are near Let's get together Before we get much older Teenage wasteland It's only teenage wasteland Teenage wasteland Oh, oh Teenage wasteland They're all wasted! |
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| 01 - LAST EXIT | 01 - ENCORE BREAK | ||||||
| 02 - DO THE EVOLUTION | 02 - SOON FORGET | Résumé en français | |||||
| 03 - SAVE YOU | 03 - BETTERMAN | ||||||
| 04 - ANIMAL | 04 - I BELIEVE IN MIRACLES | ||||||
| 05 - INSIGNIFICANCE | 05 - BLOOD | ||||||
| 06 - INTERSTELLAR OVER. | 06 - KICK OUT THE JAMS | ||||||
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| 07 - DISSIDENT | 08 - ENCORE BREAK | ||||||
| 08 - EVEN FLOW | 09 - LAST KISS | ||||||
| 09 - LEATHERMAN | 10 - BLACK | ||||||
| 10 - GIVEN TO FLY | 11 - JEREMY | ||||||
| 11 - DAUGHTER | 12 - YELLOW LEDBETTER | ||||||
| 12 - DON'T GIMME NO LIP | 13 - BABA O'RILEY | ||||||
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