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Well,tear down the Mona Lisa
Put your picture on the wall Tell the world you love her And i'm at your beck and call And i'm the only Mona Lisa and baby(x4) that's all(x8) Baby, I didn't mean you no harm I just had some fun with some friends I mean some girls in the city Don't we get along? Yeah,Don't we get along? Yeah, don't we get along with our friends in the city? Lord, I've been praying all day Just take this pain and give it away Don't leave no other witnesses By the grace of God, I'm going to see you in Hell About a Lack - Of - Communication Lack - Of - Communication Lack - Of - Communication Well, tear down the Mona Lisa Put your picture on the wall Tell the world you love her And you're at her beck and call I am the only Mona Lisa and baby(x4) that's all(x8) |
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How can I be down when I ain't been buried yet?
Ah-ooh ah-ooh I smoke a cigarette, I ain't got no regrets Ah-ooh ah-ooh How can I be down when I ain't been buried yet? Ah-ooh ah-ooh Making snow angels to the break of dawn Ah-ooh ah-ooh Lying with ..... 'cause I don't give a d**n Ah-ooh ah-ooh Making snow angels to the break of dawn Ah-ooh ah-ooh Me and my brother ain't got no sister just a bother at home So we got two bottles of nite train, baby And now we don't feel alone Me and my brother ain't got no sister Just a bother at home |
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I'm the fly on flypaper
You're the rain on the web Resurrected by demons All shoutin' in my head Its the lifeboat of sanity The beacon in the dark Let all hell's fury play the rhythm of your heart Its the sound of terror Its the sound of terror It sleeps with the fear All burrowing under your bed Waiting for a signal To bring this nightmare to and end Its an affair of honour Taken too far Lets burn down st peter's and drive a stake through it heart Its the sound of terror Its the sound of terror |
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One lost his way in the fame
The other one with his heart The last one wasn't that simple Yeah, You could tell right from the start He had attitude like the Devil Lips that speak the truth He had the soul of an angel He could see it in her, too He could see it in her, too Well, She ain't no Cinderella And he ain't no flashy king But if she keeps on treating him right He's going to make that mockingbird sing But if she treats him bad He's going to send her on her way Making her pay for all his troubles 'til her dying day 'til her dying day She's going down She's going down She's going down I'll send her on her way She's going down She's going down She's going down I'll send her on her way She's going down She's going down She's going down I'll send her on her way She's going down She's going down She's going down I'll send her on her way She's going down She's going down She's going down I'll send her on her way She's going down She's going down She's going down I'll send her on her way She's going down |
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Put away your cigarettes
And your high class attitude Turn emotion to devotion Baby I can see it in you too We all hail hail from rock and roll From behind a glass case We all hail hail from rock and roll From behind a glass case Put away your cigarettes And your high class attitude Turn emotion to devotion Baby I can see it in you too We all hail hail from rock and roll From behind a glass case We all hail hail from rock and roll From behind a glass case Put away your cigarettes And your high class attitude Turn emotion to devotion Baby I can see it in you too We all hail hail from rock and roll From behind a glass case We all hail hail from rock and roll From behind a glass case From behind a glass case From behind a glass case |
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Yeah, Crying
Yeah, Sleeping Yeah, Kicking Yeah, Keeping All this pain inside of me There ain't no monetary value, baby Just heart and soul Hustle us down to the river, child Let it take control Holding on to the chaos scene, Yeah Pink ribbons and bows Just stick with the rhythm, child It'll save your soul Geraldine, let it take control Geraldine, let it save your soul Yeah, Crying Yeah, Sleeping Yeah, Kicking Yeah, Keeping All this pain inside of me |
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Do you like the way I walk?
Do you like the way I talk? Do you like me at all? I'm your please-please man, baby So don't ever let me go I've been sleeping on your doorstep, girl So don't ever try to come home Please, please, yes Please, please, no I've been sleeping at your door So don't ever come home |
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Yeah, Crying
Yeah, Sleeping Yeah, Kicking Yeah, Keeping All this pain inside of me There ain't no monetary value, baby Just heart and soul Hustle us down to the river, child Let it take control Holding on to the chaos scene, Yeah Pink ribbons and bows Just stick with the rhythm, child It'll save your soul Geraldine, let it take control Geraldine, let it save your soul Yeah, Crying Yeah, Sleeping Yeah, Kicking Yeah, Keeping All this pain inside of me |
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Put away your cigarettes
And your high class attitude Turn emotion to devotion Baby I can see it in you too We all hail hail from rock and roll From behind a glass case We all hail hail from rock and roll From behind a glass case Put away your cigarettes And your high class attitude Turn emotion to devotion Baby I can see it in you too We all hail hail from rock and roll From behind a glass case We all hail hail from rock and roll From behind a glass case Put away your cigarettes And your high class attitude Turn emotion to devotion Baby I can see it in you too We all hail hail from rock and roll From behind a glass case We all hail hail from rock and roll From behind a glass case From behind a glass case From behind a glass case |
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