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Son of a mother
Son of a father You can look inside you You can look inside me Come on and search! Search deep inside You can put it together You can pull it apart You relapse unconscious You don't remember You don't remember You don't remember! |
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| 2. |
| 1:20 |
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When you're revealing
I get that feeling Of a blind man in bed Couldn't hear what I said No way When you're revealing I get that feeling Of a monk in a church A big empty church |
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| 1:04 | 
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| 4. |
| 0:58 |
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| 5. |
| 0:48 |
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| 6. |
| 0:42 |
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| 7. |
| 0:52 |
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| 8. |
| 0:49 |
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Culture moves the hands
Of the man yet scanned Whose judgment? The matter was life Who got the hand shake? The ruins of a culture still maimed Remember the camps before you were born The mourn of the families Culture moves the hands Of the man yet scanned |
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| 0:40 |
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| 10. |
| 0:41 |
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I believe when they found the body of General George A. Custer
Quilled like a porcupine with Indian arrows He didn't die with any honor, any dignity, or any valor. I believe when they found George A. Custer An American general, patriot, and Indian-fighter He died with shit in his pants! |
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| 0:32 |
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| 12. |
| 0:38 |
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A hundred thousand years ago before legends were ever told
Homo Sapiens stood erect, mind empty and mind fresh. Created love and hate. Then God and Anti-God. Human slaughtered Human slaughtered Human slaughtered Human First with stone Then with metal Now with heat. It was all for power. |
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| 13. |
| 0:31 |
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There's a hanging in Turkey
Two necks in a noose One's a rightist The other's a leftist What the fuck? Fanatics |
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| 14. |
| 0:52 |
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| 15. |
| 1:00 |
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| 16. |
| 0:57 |
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Against
The flux Play the field Push the wheel Horizontal Silently Talkin' Being boxed in By friends Friends Friends of friends And so on Fruitless triumph Newton's search Only proves that flesh and muscle Are being pulled off our bones |
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| 17. |
| 0:55 |
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| 18. |
| 0:54 |
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| 19. |
| 1:29 |
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I'm waiting and diversing! I'm collecting...
Dispersing information... liberation! Bob Dylan wrote propaganda songs! Bob Dylan wrote propaganda songs! Manifesto on my window and my (fruit?)... Rotation, admiration, outline my route... Bob Dylan wrote propaganda songs! Bob Dylan wrote propaganda songs |
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| 20. |
| 1:03 |
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| 21. |
| 1:43 |
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| 22. |
| 1:01 |
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| 23. |
| 1:26 |
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| 24. |
| 2:08 |
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| 25. |
| 1:30 |
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| 26. |
| 1:00 |
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| 27. |
| 2:33 |
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Made a dream last night
Wish I hadn't awoken Wind blew warm in my face Naked in an Epsom Five beautiful girls around me I was so damn bad I was so damn bad I took them on one at a time One at a time Wake up Heart yanked out Anchor dragging behind Anchor dragging behind |
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| 28. |
| 1:45 |
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| 29. |
| 1:00 |
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| 30. |
| 0:54 |
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| 31. |
| 2:06 |
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| 32. |
| 1:38 |
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| 33. |
| 1:09 |
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| 34. |
| 1:35 |
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| 35. |
| 1:25 |
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| 36. |
| 1:50 |
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