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"Karen by night, The leather comes out under the moonlight Takes off her Chanel and she hops on her bike Lookin' like Marlon Brando Lookin' like young Marlon Brando Wish I could be more like Karen by night
(Karen by night) Lookin' like young Marlon Brando (Not like old, fat Marlon Brando in Apocolypse Now)
-"Karen by Night" Jill Sobule
Edit: Props to E down there who pulled off something quite remarkable! (Haha I beat you!)
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Now look at me baby struggling to do everything right And then it all falls apart when out go the lights I’m just a lonely pilgrim, I walk this world in wealth I want to know if it’s you I don’t trust ‘cause I damn sure don’t trust myself
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I can feel you waiting for me as the sun retreats to the hills and I, beneath the blanket of a burning sky, wrap myself within. Embraced by dead leaves as the rain leaves trails of black down my face, I creep through the twilight to that hidden place beyond the lonely.
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Waking up to the sound of 5 A.M to take my turn at the wheel. Climbed up Shasta, oh how the engine ached as the sun tortured California, and old alleys turned deep at the heart of me. Murals of heros defacing the blank concrete
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"The help at the door, the age to get in, the artist is smug, they don’t sound like they did. We’re ready to move, the crowd is a stare. If you got things on you’re mind, shake them off."
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It was over in a moment and the folks had gathered round There before them lay the body of the outlaw on the ground Oh he might have gone on living but he made one fatal slip When he tried to match the ranger with the big iron on his hip
Big Iron by Marty Robbins
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The light in your eyes like a sound in the dark Leaves a trail of mystery with its own spark Waiting for a moment to ease your stride You are living in Baylon with nowhere to hide
"Living in Babylon," Tara Nevins
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But sometimes this thick confusion Grows until I cannot bear it at all Needle to the vein Needle to the vein Take this needle from my vein, my friend I said My head won't leave my head alone And I don't believe it will Until I'm dead and gone
--Dave Matthews, "Rhyme and Reason"
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"I still Light up like a candle burnin when he call me up I still Melt down like a candle burnin everytime we touch Oh say what you will He does me wrong and I should be gone I still Be lovin you baby and it's much too much"
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In darkness together we're bringing the light. In darkness together we are forming. The fire tomorrow is born of the night, in darkness together we ignite.
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I woke last night to the sound of thunder How far off I sat and wondered Started humming a song from 1962 Ain't it funny how the night moves When you just don't seem to have as much to lose Strange how the night moves With autumn closing in
Bob Seger, "Night Moves"
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Smacks me in the face every time I fall. I cannot disregard, with each new fall I hit twice as hard. Would you be there for me? I would. Would you look up to see? I would.
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when we laugh indoors, the blissful tones bounce off the walls and fall to the ground. peel the hardwood back to let them loose from decades trapped and listen so still.
Death Cab For Cutie, We Laugh Indoors
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Girls laugh and pass me on the street. I spook out everyone I meet. I've got pink toenails on my feet, I'm such a ****ing master. I never seem to feel well. I always seem to look like hell. It seems like everyone can tell my mind is going numb. My mom thinks I wear women's clothes.
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the vessel keeps pumping us through this entropic place in the belly of the beast that is californ-i-a, i drank from a faucet and i kept my receipts for when the weigh me on my way out (here nothing is free). the greyhounds keep coming dumping locusts into the street until the gutters overflow and los angeles thinks, "i might explode someday soon."
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i can hear the atlantic echo back roller coaster screams from summers past. and everything was closed at coney island, and i could not help from smiling. brooklyn will fill in the beach eventually and everyone will go except me.
Death Cab, Coney Island
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For no lack of searching I can't seem to find, can't seem to find one. Angels for everyone. What of all the promises, can't seem to find much more than lies.
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the hotcha girls at the palisades dime store keets, pretty birds, pretty mouths. mama's little truck stop rose, her dancy feet her happy laugh. we were dropping dimes on the ponies in the cul-de-sac, casting shadows throwing sparks. we left our teeth marks on the barrel of the gun, the clipper ship across your chest. turns out the pony only had one trick, a wink for the truck stop boys. they learned it all from the polaroids. smells like autumn smells like leaves, you don't know that you'll rust and not belong so much and then get left alone.
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Living your life is not for me. I won't be sedated, I won't be sedated! Give me a little taste and I know I won't want more. I won't be sedated, stability is overrated. Give me the disorder I adore. I can't be a part, be a part, I can't be a part. I can't be a part, be a part of your modern world. I've gotta be apart, be apart, I've gotta be apart. I've gotta be apart. I can't grasp the values that you hold
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Just when you start to smile, I look into your eyes and see your veiled denial to express any real emotion. Just wait around a while, you'll lose what you once had for me. I'll be out of style, I'll be discarded with the warmth you once feigned
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"But I would walk five hundred miles And I would walk five hundred more Just to be the man who walked a Thousand miles to fall down at your door."
-- The Proclaimers, "I'm Gonna Be (500 miles)"
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I'll have to make all new friends, I 'm gonna lose my wife. But that's okay with me. There's something in my soul. It doesn't matter who's the better man, its the man who gets to bowl. I 've made my decision , I'm gonna make the change. There will be rolling balls, I'm gonna play my game.
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This was the holy land when they were more popular than God, Upon this bridge of black and white, their sacred, naked feet have trod, Seers and angels, they saw what no one saw before, And now, with closed eyes, they walk from shore to shining shore,
Is it still Beatle Zebra Crossing?
And now the faithful come here as pilgrims to a shrine, They walk the stations of the crossing, their feet are bare, their eyes are blind, Friends with candles click to record the ritual, And back home, all around the world, same picture hangs upon their wall,
Is it still Beatle Zebra Crossing?
But history moves mysteriously, and nothing stays here for too long, They scorched the zebra from the road and baked a new one further on, But it still means what it meant then, and it still looks much like it did, The pilgrims take their pictures still, it's guilty secrets, they stay hid,
Is it still Beatle Zebra Crossing?
That used to be a warehouse there, and this was all bombed in The War, And here the last wild boar was slain, and then my father met my ma, This was the place where I was born, and in the sixties this was hip, And right through here the Romans came, and this is where it all began,
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I'll seal shut your open eyes. I'll give you a taste on the bland. Intoxicate you, take me in. You'll never feel the touch of my hand. I'll turn you on and switch you right off. I'll soothe your troubled mind. You'll never have to think again, it's just a matter of lost time.
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I remember when I was told a story of crushed velvet, candle wax, and dried-up flowers. The figure on the bed, all dressed up in roses, calling, beckoning to sleep, offering a dream.
AFI "The Days of the Phoenix"
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Estoy aqui quierendote, Ahogandome Entre fotos y cuandernos Entre cosas y recuerdos Eue no puedo comprender Estoy enloqueciendome Cambiandome un pie por la Cara mia esta noche por el dia Y nada le puedo yo hacer
-Shakira, Estoy Aqui
Hee hee... language shifts are fun!
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