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| 4. |
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| 8. |
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| 18. |
| 1:03 |
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| 19. |
| 0:58 |
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| 20. |
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Sometimes the news is like a loud hum in my amplifier
It rings my head out like a filthy washcloth With little folds Thousands of little folds! The shit you hear at parties Kick in the idiot box Wait for the news in the history books Like junkies who hate their heroin |
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| 21. |
| 1:26 |
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| 22. |
| 1:15 |
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| 23. |
| 3:06 |
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| 24. |
| 0:56 |
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Party with me, punker!
Party with me, punker! In a condo In an air raid shelter In a photo booth The fascist pogo Party with me, punker! Party with me, punker! With napalm With marijuana With a clenched fist With the history of the world Party with me, punker! Party with me, punker! Party with me, punker! |
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| 26. |
| 4:48 |
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| 2:11 |
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| 28. |
| 0:44 |
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| 29. |
| 1:00 |
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| 30. |
| 0:49 |
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| 31. |
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Badges?
We don't need no badges. We don't need no stinkin' badges. |
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| 0:44 |
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| 33. |
| 1:32 |
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| 34. |
| 1:00 |
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| 35. |
| 0:45 |
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| 36. |
| 0:58 |
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| 37. |
| 0:42 |
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| 38. |
| 0:58 |
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| 39. |
| 1:38 |
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| 40. |
| 0:34 |
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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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| 41. |
| 0:44 |
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Johnny grabbed a gun
Ack ack ack ack Johnny grabbed a gun Ack ack ack ack Like this Ack ack ack ack Like this Ack ack ack ack All the papers write about Johnny All the radios shout his name He grabbed a gun and shot me down Ack ack ack ack |
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| 42. |
| 1:22 |
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| 43. |
| 0:42 |
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| 44. |
| 3:32 |
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Canadian mounted,baby
A police force that works Red and black is their color scheme Get their man in the end It's all right...It's all right You kill,you maim You kill,you maim Frontenac chateau,baby I cross the fromtier at ten Got a whip in my hand,baby And a girl or a huskie at leather's end It's all right...It's all right You kill,you maim You kill you maim Hornswoop me bungo pony Dog sled on ice Make a dash for freedom,baby Dont skate on polar ice It's too thick to be sliced by the light Of long,white polar nights It's all right...It's all right You kill,you maim You kill,you maim Originally by Blue Oyster Cult |
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| 1:52 |
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| 46. |
| 2:29 |
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Lost on the freeways again
Looking for cause to an end Nobody knows which way its gonna bend Lost on the freeways again Walking the breezeways again Looking for something my friend Im getting tired of living Nixon's mess Walking the breezeways again I know there will come a time when you'll say that you dont know me I know there will be a day when there's nothing no one owes me anymore Stuck in the attic again Out of the shallow and in to the deep end Ive got a wound that I know will never mend Stuck in the attic again I know there will come a time when you'll say that you dont know me I know there will be a day when there's nothing no one owes me anymore Originally by the Meat Puppets |
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