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Never To Returrrrrrrrrrrrn!

(Night Train - GnFnR)

see if you can name this one:

"So get me a plate of money

And get me a blanket and a chair

The limitations are limitless

They’re floating through the air

Because it’s real and it’s true

The things I see in you

And there’s nothing I wouldn’t talk about

You’re the clearest dream that ever drifted by"

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Panties 'round your knees

With your ass in debris

Doin' dat grind with a push and squeeze

Tied up, tied down, up against the wall

Be my rubbermade baby

An' we can do it all

(hahaha!!! geez... :P )

GnFnR again.. Song is callled... "Tonight"? or "Anything Goes Tonight"?

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Take back the weed take back the cocaine baby

Take back the pills take back the whiskey too

I don't need them now your love was all I was after

I'll make it now I can get off on you

I can get by on little or nothing at all I know

I can get high just thinkin' about you and so

Take back the weed take back the cocaine baby

Take back the pills take back the whiskey too

I don't need them now your love was all I was after

I'll make it now I can get off on you

Who would have thought this was somethin' that I'd ever do

I'm working it out mellowing out on you

Take back the weed take back the cocaine baby

Take back the pills take back the whiskey too

I don't need them now your love was all I was after

I'll make it now I can get off on you

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Well the times are gettin' hard for you Little girl

I'm a-hummin' and a-strummin' all over God's world

You can't remember when you got your last meal

And you don't know just how a woman feels

You didn't know what rock-n-roll was

Until you met my drummer on a grey tour bus

I got there in the nick of time

Before he got his hands across your state line Yeah

Now it's the middle of the night on the open road

And the heater don't work and it's oh-so-cold

You're lookin' tired You're lookin' kinda beat

The rhythm of the street sure knocks you off your feet

You didn't know how rock-n-roll looked

Until you caught your sister with the guys from the group

Half-way home in the parking lot

By the look in her eye She was giving what she got Said

CHORUS:

My My My I'm once bitten Twice shy Baby

My My My I'm once bitten Twice shy Baby

My My My I'm once bitten Twice shy Baby

Woman You're a mess Gonna die in your sleep

There's blood on my amp and my Les Paul's beat

Can't keep you home You're messin' around

My best friend told me you're the best lick in town

You didn't know that rock-n-roll burned

So you bought a candle and you lived and you learned

You got the rhythm You got the speed

Mama's little baby likes it short and sweet I said

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obstacle to joy (one reason for drugs) slept on a mexican beach, slept in trash

(american trash) thinking too much can ruin a good time. I asked a mexican who

ran a bar for americans "who won" I said "the election?" he laughed and I felt

like a gringo - we paid for a song and they had fun with us. why can't you buy

a good time? why are there soldiers in the streets? why did I spend the fourth

in someone elses country?

wrapped and sealed with masking tape moistened with sweat experience existance of ignorance - the product of capitalism.

the highest love, a woman's touch harmony a strong mind a strong body beauty all the things he couldn't be, all the things he couldn't have. Little man with a gun in his hand.

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We're in a road movie to Berlin

Can't drive out the way you drove in

So sneak out this glass of bourbon

And we'll go

We were once so close to Heaven

Peter came out and gave us medals

Declaring us the nicest of the damned

You said you were the king of liars

And I believed you and called you sire

But I realize now that I have been deceived

Time won't find the lost

It'll sweep up our skeleton bones

So take the wheel and I will take the pedals

We're in a road movie to Berlin

Can't drive out the way we drove in

So sneak out this glass of bourbon

And we'll go

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And they say to me, "You don't need three dogs boy."

And I say we all need a friend.

And they're asking me, "Don't they give you hard times?"

And I say, " Yeah, but they'll be there in the end."

And they're asking me, "Who you look like Jesus?"

And i say, "It ain't because I try."

But when they're asking me, " How much do you smoke pot?" and I say,

"I just like to get high, and high, and high, and higher!"

'cause I'm a loner. I'm a loner.

And I'm a stoner. Won't you please leave me alone?

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In the time of my confession, in the hour of my deepest need

When the pool of tears beneath my feet flood every newborn seed

There's a dyin' voice within me reaching out somewhere,

Toiling in the danger and in the morals of despair.

Don't have the inclination to look back on any mistake,

Like Cain, I now behold this chain of events that I must break.

In the fury of the moment I can see the Master's hand

In every leaf that trembles, in every grain of sand.

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Cool of a temperate breeze from dark skies to wet grass

We fell in a field it seems now a thousand summers passed

When our kite lines first crossed

We tied them into knots

And to finally fly apart

We had to cut them off.

Since then it's been a book you read in reverse

So you understand less as the pages turn

Or a movie so crass

And awkardly cast

That even I could be the star.

I don't look back as much as a rule

And all this way before murder was cool

But your memory is here and I'd like it to stay

Warm light on a winter day.

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Reach for the sun, catch hold of the moon

They're both too heavy but what can you do?

Reach for the stars, smack into the sky

You don't want to live but you're chicken to die

Chicken to die

Reach for the rose, get caught on the briar

You're warming to love, next thing there's a fire

The trouble with love is its other face

You just want the cup, you don't want the race

No, you don't want the race

Run for the money, caught short on the rent

Big ideas but the cash's all spent

If you got the do-re, I got the mi

And I got a notion we're all at sea

Yeah, we're all at sea

Run, run, run for the roses

Sooner it opens, the quicker it closes

Man, oh, man, oh friend of mine

All good things in all good time

All good things in all good time

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The parasites are excited when you're dead

Eyes bulging, entering your head,

And all your thoughts, yeah, they rot.

God and Satan they gamble when you're dead.

Beams of light, one's Sprite the others bourbon instead,

And all your thoughts, yeah, they rot.

It was hot and time was sticking to my skin

We're all the punchline to a joke that they won't let us in on,

And all your thoughts, yeah, they rot.

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Certain nation bows to the young

Nothing is wicked, everything's fun

You got some money do you right

We are jacking the ball

One tear amazingly

One tear amazingly

We are jacking the ball

Winter is over, what should we do?

Hazing love lives falling tune

Tiny breaks for every day

We are jacking the ball

One tear amazingly

One tear amazingly

We are jacking the ball

Fell unto the memory

Just don't stay too long

The last word was meant to be

We are jacking the ball

One tear amazingly

One tear amazingly

We are jacking the ball

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