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Edge of Seventeen (Stevie Nicks)

Written by Stevie Nicks.


Just like the white winged dove...
Sings a song...
Sounds like she's singing...
Whoo... whoo... whoo...
Just like the white winged dove...
Sings a song...
Sounds like she's singing...
Ooo baby... ooo... said ooo

And the days go by...
Like a strand in the wind...
In the web that is my own...
I begin again
Said to my friend, baby...
Nothin' else mattered

He was no more... than a baby then
Well he... seemed broken hearted...
Something within him
But the moment... that I first laid...
Eyes... on... him... all alone...
On the edge of... seventeen

Just like the white winged dove...
Sings a song...
Sounds like she's singing...
ooo baby... ooo... said ooo...
Just like the white winged dove...
Sings a song...
Sounds like she's singing...
Ooo baby... ooo... said ooo

I went today... maybe I will go again...
Tomorrow
And the music there it was hauntingly...
Familiar
And I see you doing...
What I try to do for me
With the words from a poet...
And the voice from a choir
And a melody... nothing else mattered

Just like the white winged dove...
Sings a song...
Sounds like she's singing...
ooo baby... ooo... said ooo
Just like the white winged dove...
Sings a song...
Sounds like she's singing...
Ooo baby... ooo... said ooo

The clouds... never expect it...
When it rains
But the sea changes colours...
But the sea...
Does not change
And so... with the slow... graceful flow...
Of age
I went forth... with an age old...
Desire... to please
On the edge of... seventeen

Just like the white winged dove...
Sings a song...
Sounds like she's singing...
Ooo baby... ooo... said ooo
Just like the white winged dove...
Sings a song...
Sounds like she's singing...
Ooo baby... ooo... said ooo

Well then suddenly...
There was no one... left standing
In the hall... yeah yeah...
In a flood of tears
That no one really ever heard fall at all
Oh I went searchin' for an answer...
Up the stairs... and down the hall
Not to find an answer...
Just to hear the call
Of a nightbird... singing...
Come away... come away...

Just like the white winged dove...
Sings a song
Sounds like she's singing...
Ooo... baby ooo... said ooo
Just like the white winged dove...
Sings a song...
Sounds like she's singing...
Ooo... baby ooo... said ooo

Well I hear you in the morning...
And I hear you...
At nightfall...
Sometime to be near you...
Is to be unable... to hear you...
My love...
I'm a few years older than you...

Just like the white winged dove...
Sings a song...
Sounds like she's singing...
Ooo baby... ooo... said ooo

L'Astronaut (Every Time I Die)

Drifting on refuse paraded through the town square
Waving to the families of victims of the flood
Straddling the front door of a Catholic orphanage
I decorated it myself
Thank you, you're too much
Honestly
It was nothing
We should all just thank god I'm alive
Don't shout I get a little confused sometimes
I can't make out a word you're saying
I've got a 21 gun salute playing over and over and over in my head
Can't it wait? I'm on call to be somewhere
Somewhere I'm not
In case the cleaning lady has found my head
Forgive my delay lieutenant, I'm the man the whole county requires
Take your gun out of my mouth
You are ruining my appetite
Get your bear trap off of my neck
I'm already running late
Your distress is confounding the tightrope walker
Just so we're clear, you're saying we're all lost?
Maybe I'm wrong but weren't we just dancing?
Oh, the way we moved had every marauder curious
Sniffing at the trash in our shoes
Sharpening knives on the grindstone watch gears
I don't miss that much about anything you said
After all, we've never met
I'll get it right, and stick my tongue down the throat of the moon

**gratherapy (Every Time I Die)

Tonight the cinema's the treatment clinic where the perverts seek the cure. Show me the **scene one more time for the cause and I promise we'll behave like perfect christians. We'll sing the glory of the gospel for some whiskey and a skin flick. Hallelujah. All rise. Hollow be my name. In this kingdom we come without calling. Hallelujah. The violence and the choir, the virgin and the fire. Up to her neck in tongues. Lovely, so lovely is Ludwig Van. Electronic sonata pumped through the mud of a one night stand. The saints in regalia whistling while they rape. Lid clamps in vitamins. Lift up her skirt and I'll be cured, like a junkie with a methadone addiction thinks he's clean. I'll be cured. Sit down and watch closely. All these whores have conceded the war. She said "you might be sick, but you feel alright to me." Turn it off. That's enough, I promise I'm better. Healed at the horror show.

The Christian Dance Song (Dog Fashion Disco)

They say
Sit up sit down and I listen
Obey the rules cause I'm a Christian
I am exactly what you want me to be
And this world inside of me, yeah
Is larger than infinity
Pathetic and so untrue

Nail me up again
Under the desert sun

Just say the word and you're forgiven
And have no fear cause he has risen
Before you realize the rapture ensues
And this world outside of me, yeah

Becomes a fading memory
Rejoice just as the choir sings

Nail me up again
Under the desert sun

And it only makes you stronger
When they're ** with your head
And it only makes you stronger
Forgiveness
It helps me clear my

Some say the anti-Christ is among us
Quite possibly he is anyone of us
Before you realize the rapture ensues
And this world in front of me, yeah

Becomes a fading memory
Rejoice just as the choir sings
Rejoice now

Nail me up again
Under the desert sun

And it only makes you stronger
When they're ** with your head (x2)
And it only makes you stronger
Forgiveness
It helps to clear your

Rejoice and sing
And praise the Lord
Repent your sins
Brings great rewards

And it only makes you stronger
When they're ** with your head
And it only makes you stronger
Forgiveness
It helps me clear my head (x2)

Basic Cable (Aesop Rock)

Television, all hail grand pixelated god of
Fantasy, murder scape and perspective
** a sore channel changed digit
I sit with a nasty network intervenes plan
With a stable diet of my cable pirate
Yo, the doctor is in, the doctor is on
Born the bastard son of static radiance cloned to Welcome in every home
Lead a blue screen, bruised dream canope
Victim of the cursed nursed Technicolor drunk support team
Ooh, I love all advertisements
Though accused by robot news casters who capture and pollute
Spoon fed hazardous fog to joy luck catholic squad
Please take me, please calm me, please make me a zombie
Please I want to donate my brain to the monstrous Panasonic profit
Now, twenty first century plagued
Dispersed to wide eyed glamour addict patients
telecast patrons
Blue be the propaganda banners, well, sure I'll be a Marine
With a clean sword and blue uniform, it only takes a dollar and a dream
And I abide great idiot box power supply, fuzz vapor,
Black out of New York, hey honey, get the generator
I'm in a doom, doom generation, pacin', ancient electric secret
Never sleepin' to miss the AM oasis
my name is a wired heart, sloppy obligation
Turn my stilt into my guilt and have a chatter box blame frame adjacent station
Make reality scrambled and suck the life out of a hidden vandal
And loving every minute of the gimmick, change the channel
Plug it in, turn it on, prop me up against the couch
Lights out, I ain't ever gonna have to leave my house
Satellite dish, get up on my wish list, turn me to a tyrant
Let my clean spirit dissolve through the appliance
Plug it in, turn it on, be my mother when she's gone, great
Wipe the spittle off my chinny-chin during the breaks
If I gotta go blind I'mma do it for the love of all television kind
And that's fine, and that's fine...
Make me a star, I wanna touch gold
Hold me suspended in a dream, mearly inches from the screen
Deleted passions sacrificed to one electron monster
Crucify my little future to the monitor
Damn it feels good, turn on, tune in
Zoom in to hug the bug up in your family function
But the children seem to love it
Yes mother, me and wild discovery
And heard the static flock to where I sleep
By the glow of that magic box big speaker
Stereo mastered often kill the freak seekers, eyes spiraling
Tangled in the star spangled wiring
I can turn from toxicated visuals
And all the kings horses abort the loyalty to royalty
** the fortress
Riddle me with glee, hoist the end all telepromter above my sleeping head
I'll be dead by morning anyway
Color my values with mundane humor in thirty minute tickets
To feel the magnetic seal picket censorship
I want commercials twenty four-seven
I wanna shop from my bed and set an
example for all my overworked, underpaid brethren
I bond with a six string(?) correspondence
and lurking circuitry circus
With allegiance pledged beyond the glass surface
Adamant students within the fine school of possessed graduate catalysts
Channel zero addict, immaculate
It goes- big screen, little screen, any screen'll do
Just let me hold the controller and I won't have to murder you
Plug it in, turn it on, let my little eyes glaze
Twenty screens lined up along the borders of the maze
I wanna see the five day forecast, fourteen days in advance
So I can get my two weeks notice every time the sun dance
Plug it in, turn it on, silent fix better than nothing
Let a once divine soul feel the functions of the hypnotist
The viciousness, ridiculous, peaking a dummy's interest
Touch the power button meet your maker, ain't that something?
Plug it in, turn it on, say goodbye to Sunday afternoon
Fix the antenna, sit back and let disaster bloom
It's a beautiful sight, with a most ugly intention
But I taste it everyday and bathe inside the consequences
Plug it in, turn it on, never once have you talked back to me
Your majesty, I love you, I despise you
My everyday is sitcom, soaps, news, bad Dramatization
Come along with me, my friend for the most glorious sensation

The Haunting (Testament)

[BRIDGE :]
Hear the screams,screams of fright
Shrieks of terror through the night
Souls of old band to hold
The meeting for the haunting night

[CHORUS :]
Headless ghosts fill the halls
Shadow plays of grief and pain
Phantom speaks his final note
Tenants of the castle slain
Black cats will appear
As the witching hour nears
Lost souls will all be told
For a haunting we will go

See their dreams come to life
Under pressure holding tight
Feel the cold grabbing hold
To feed you to the haunting night

Evil witch black as pitch
Starts a fire with a flinch
Burning fire rising higher
Making music like a choir

Stay away from the shining light
Can't seem to find the answer there
Bring back the terror in the night
That we all share tonight

[BRIDGE :]

[CHORUS :]

go for blue (angelica (rugrats))

Choir: Yellow We agree, you and me, primary colours, someone hollers Don't like green, jealous and mean, join together, make it better Chorus: All the colours, all the colours, all the colours go for blue Choir: Orange Oh so distant, need your coolin', burning action, satisfaction [Chorus] Choir: Purple Sophisticated, long awaited, who's too short? Must pay court Blood related, yet we dated, regal right, makes us tight You know I was walking down the street Feeling kinda low the other day I was feeling kinda blue you know what I mean I was just wishing I could get together with somebody Maybe get a little brightness going I looked up in the sky and I saw a rainbow, baby I thought to myself: all then colours up there Making a big, big arch, you know working together-like And I thought: what a glorious sight If them colours can do it, maybe we can do it too, baby And everything will be all right, it's gonna be all right, all right All the colours (repeat) go for blue

He Reigns (Newsboys)

It's the song of the redeemed
Rising from the African plain
It's the song of the forgiven
Drowning out the Amazon rain
The song of Asian believers
Filled with God's holy fire
It's every tribe, every tongue, every nation
A love song born of a grateful choir

It's all God's children singing
Glory, glory, hallelujah
He reigns, He reigns
It's all God's children singing
Glory, glory, hallelujah
He reigns, He reigns

Let it rise about the four winds
Caught up in the heavenly sound
Let praises echo from the towers of cathedrals
To the faithful gathered underground
Of all the songs sung from the dawn of creation
Some were meant to persist
Of all the bells rung from a thousand steeples
None rings truer than this

And all the powers of darkness
Tremble at what they've just heard
‘Cause all the powers of darkness
Can't drown out a single word

When all God's children sing out
Glory, glory, hallelujah
He reigns, He reigns
All God's people singing
Glory, glory, hallelujah
He reigns, He reigns

Too Emotional (Beborn Beton)

You´re a dish, a honey, baby
But I guess you must´ve known, for sure
We were trying to save the world
We were about to light upon the final cure

Build like in a schoolboy´s dream
You got the power to make dreams come true
With your symmetry and size
You burst all seams
Breaking the hearts behind the screens
That bleed for you

I´m sorry - I did upset
You didn´t get the story
I wrote you love-letters instead
I didn´t mean to hurt you
Maybe we are too emotional
Too much heart too hard to handle

Cant´ya hear the choir´s chant
They´ll make you sing when they catch you
Take a hike and take a dive
Stay below, hold your breath
Til your lips turn blue

I´m sorry - I did upset
You didn´t get the story
I wrote you love-letters instead
I didn´t mean to hurt you
Maybe we are too emotional
Too much heart too hard to handle
Can´t hide my tears from you
Maybe we are too emotional
Too much hard too hard to handle

Late - whenever I awake
Whenever I try to escape
I want to run, but I am getting nowhere
Back - began to realize
Shook off the ghosts and all the sorrows
Bothering my mind
I left them all behind

Tired Feet (Alela Diane)

My tired feet
My tired, tried feet
My tired feet
Oh my tired feet
My tired feet brought me to that red boat
So still and foreign waters

And although I've never been here
Although I've never been here
I know that here I've swam before
Here I've swam before

And soon I came
Oh so soon I came
Soon I came
Oh so soon I came
Soon I came to the silent place of choir voices

In excelsis dao
Dao

Where Jesus, he keeps the streets out
Jesus he keeps the heat out
Jesus he keeps the noise out
And here oh here I've sung before
Here I've sung before
I know that here I've sung before

Here I've sat, I've run, I've walked, I've cried
I've died
I've slept in till noon and I've laughed and I've sighed
I know that here I've sung before
Oh here I've before
I know that here I've sung before
Here I've sung before


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