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Chain Saw (Ramones)
02:00
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Sitting here with nothin' to do
Sitting here thinkin' only of you
But you'll never get out of there
She'll never get out of there.
Texas chain saw massacre
They took my baby away from me
But she'll never get out of there
She'll never get out of there
I don't care, wohoho
When I saw her on the corner
She told me told me told me told me
She wouldn't go far
Ooh, now I know I'm so much in love
'Cause she's the only girl that I'm ever thinking
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Well if you wanted honesty, that's all you had to say
I never want to let you down or have you go, it's better off this way
For all the dirty looks
For photographs your boyfriend took
Remember when you broke your foot from jumping out the second floor
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
You wear me out
What will it take to show you that it's not the life it seems
(I'm not okay)
I told you time and time again you sing the words but don't know what it means
(I'm not okay)
To be a joke and look
Another line without a hook
I held you close as we both shook for the last time
Take a good hard look
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
You wear me out
Forget about the dirty looks
The photographs your boyfriend took
You said you read me like a book, but the pages all are torn and frayed
I'm okay
I'm okay
I'm okay, now
But you really need to listen to me
Because I'm telling you the truth
I mean this
I'm okay
(Trust me)
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
Well, I'm not okay
I'm not o-fucking-kay
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
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3. |
Mad The Swine (Queen)
03:20
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Been here before a long time ago
But this time I wear no sandals
Ages past I gave all you people
Food and water
Three feet tall so very small, I'm no trouble
I bring thunder lightning sun and the rain
For all the people in the land
A message of love
I bring you from up above
All good children gather around
Come join your hands and sing along
They call me mad the swine
I guess I'm mad the swine
I've come to save you save you
Mad the swine
Mad the swine
So all you people gather around
Hold out your hands and praise the Lord
I woke up on the water just as before
I'll help the meek and the mild and believers and the blind
And all the creatures great and small
Let me take you to the river without a ford
Oh and then one day you realise
You're all the same we've been in life
All I've come to say just like before
They call me mad the swine
I'm mad the swine
I've come to save you save you
Mad the swine
Mad the swine
So all you people gather around
Hold out your hands and praise the Lord
Ooh
Oh now
So all you people gather around
Hold out your hands and praise the Lord
Don't ever fail me
Mad the swine
Mad the swine
I've come to save you save you
Oh now
Mad the swine
Mad the swine
So all you people gather around
Hold out your hands and praise the Lord
Hands and praise the Lord
Praise the Lord
I'll get down on my knees and praise the Lord
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A thought burst in my head and I need to tell you
It's news that I for thought
Was it just a dream that happened long ago
I think that I just forgot
Well it hasn't been the first time
And it sure does drive me mad
There's a boy who fogs his world and now he's getting lazy
There's no motivation and frustration makes him crazy
He makes a plan to take a stand but always ends up sitting
Someone help him up or he's gonna end up quitting
I shuffle through my mind
To see if I can find
The words I left behind
Was it just a dream that happened long ago
Oh well...
Never mind.
Well it hasn't been the first time
And it sure does drive me mad
There's a boy who fogs his world and now he's getting lazy
There's no motivation and frustration makes him crazy
He makes a plan to take a stand but always ends up sitting.
Someone help him up or he's gonna end up quitting
There's a boy who fogs his world and now he's getting lazy
There's no motivation and frustration makes him crazy
He makes a plan to take a stand but always ends up sitting
Someone help him up or he's gonna end up quitting
There's a boy who fogs his world and now he's getting lazy
There's no motivation and frustration makes him crazy
He makes a plan to take a stand but always ends up sitting
Someone help him up or he's gonna end up quitting
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5. |
Pills (New York Dolls)
01:48
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Light in the doorway
Shining so bright
In the doorway
I clench your hips for the flesh
You tore my prose
In the doorway
Animal lie
Like the doorway
As you hide
Hear it then
Will you let me in
Let me in
Oh!
In the doorway
We were so young
In the doorway
Release the black dogs on our breasts
We'll never rest
We'll never rest
We'll never forget
I ain't never gonna let you rest
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Robby Bloodshed Hasbrouck Heights, New Jersey
Robby Bloodshed formed inside the madness and darkness of Hasbrouck Heights, New Jersey in 2010. Not confined into one
genre, RB blends all the influences of life into one art-punk wall of melodic noise fueled by tales of the macabre.
Robby is influenced by artists such as Glenn Danzig, Frank Sinatra, The Doors, Freddie Mercury, but has a complete sound of his own.
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