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David Bowie
Golden years, gold whop whop whop Golden years, gold whop whop whop Golden years, gold whop whop whop Don't let me hear you say life's taking you nowhere, angel Come get up my baby Look at that sky, life's begun Nights are warm and the days are young Come get up my baby There's my baby, lost that's all Once I'm begging you save her little soul Golden years, gold whop whop whop Come get up my baby Last night they loved you, opening doors and pulling some strings, angel Come get up my baby In walked luck and you looked in time Never look back, walk tall, act fine Come get up my baby I'll stick with you baby for a thousand years Nothing's gonna touch you in these golden years, gold Golden years, gold whop whop whop Come get up my baby Some of these days, and it won't be long Gonna drive back down where you once belonged In the back of a dream car twenty foot long Don't cry my sweet, don't break my heart Doing all right, but you gotta get smart Wish upon, wish upon, day upon day, I believe oh Lord I believe all the way Come get up my baby Run for the shadows, run for the shadows Run for the shadows in these golden years There's my baby, lost that's all Once I'm begging you save her little soul Golden years, gold whop whop whop Come get up my baby Don't let me hear you say life's taking you nowhere, angel Come get up my baby Run for the shadows, run for the shadows Run for the shadows in these golden years I'll stick with you baby for a thousand years Nothing's gonna touch you in these golden years, gold Golden years, gold whop whop whop Golden years, gold whop whop whop Golden years, gold whop whop whop Golden years, gold whop whop whop Golden years, gold whop whop whop Golden years, gold whop whop whop Golden years, gold whop whop whop Golden years, gold whop whop whop Golden years, gold whop whop whop Golden years, gold whop whop whop Songwriters: David Bowie Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, BMG Rights Management US, LLC, Tintoretto Music 
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Edie Brickell & New Bohemians
I'm not aware of too many things I know what I know if you know what I mean Philosophy is the talk on a cereal box Religion is the smile on a dog I'm not aware of too many things I know what I know if you know what I mean Choke me in the shallow water Before I get too deep What I am is what I am Are you what you are - or what? I'm not aware of too many things I know what I know if you know what I mean Philosophy is a walk on the slippery rocks Religion is a light in the fog I'm not aware of too many things I know what I know if you know what I mean Choke me in the shallow water Before I get too deep What I am is what I am Are you what you are - or what? Don't let me get too deep Songwriters: Brandon Aly / Edie Arlisa Brickell / John Bradley Houser / John Walter Bush / Kenneth Neil Withrow What I Am lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group 
Steely Dan
When Black Friday comes I stand down by the door And catch the grey men when they Dive from the fourteenth floor When Black Friday comes I collect everything I'm owed And before my friends find out I'll be on the road When Black Friday falls you know it's got to be Don't let it fall on me When Black Friday comes I fly down to Muswellbrook Gonna strike all the big red words From my little black book Gonna do just what I please Gonna wear no socks and shoes With nothing to do but feed All the kangaroos When Black Friday comes I'll be on that hill You know I will When Black Friday comes I'm gonna dig myself a hole Gonna lay down in it 'til I satisfy my soul Gonna let the world pass by me The Archbishop's gonna sanctify me And if he don't come across I'm gonna let it roll When Black Friday comes I'm gonna stake my claim I guess I'll change my name Songwriters: Donald Jay Fagen / Walter Carl Becker Black Friday lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group 
Smash Mouth
It ain't no joke, I'd like to buy the world a toke And teach the world to sing in perfect harmony And teach the world to snuff the fires and the liars Hey, I know it's just a song but it's spice for the recipe This is a love attack, I know, went out but it's back It's just like any fad, it retracts before impact And just like fashion, it's a passion for the with it and hip If you got the goods, they'll come and buy it just to stay in the clique So don't delay, act now, supplies are running out Allow if you're still alive, six to eight years to arrive And if you follow, there may be a tomorrow But if the offer is shun, you might as well be walkin' on the sun Twenty-five years ago, they spoke out and they broke out Of recession and oppression and together they toked And they folked out with guitars around a bonfire Just singin' and clappin', man, what the hell happened there? Some were spellbound, some were hell bound Some they fell down and some got back up And fought back against the melt-down And their kids were hippie chicks or hypocrites Because fashion is smashin' the true meaning of it So don't delay, act now, supplies are running out Allow if you're still alive, six to eight years to arrive And if you follow, there may be a tomorrow But if the offer is shun, you might as well be walkin' on the sun And it ain't no joke when our mama's handkerchief is soaked With her tears because her baby's life has been revoked The bond is broke up, so choke up and focus on the close up Mr. Wizard can't reform, no God-like hocus-pocus So don't sit back, kick back and watch the world get bushwhacked News at ten, your neighborhood is under attack Put away the crack before the crack put you away You need to be there when your baby's old enough to relate So don't delay, act now, supplies are running out Allow if you're still alive, six to eight years to arrive And if you follow, there may be a tomorrow But if the offer is shun, you might as well be walkin' on the sun Songwriters: Greg Camp / Gregory D. Camp / Kevin John Iannello / Paul Delisle / Paul Gerald Delisle / Steven Harwell / Steven Scott Harwell Walkin' on the Sun lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc, Spirit Music Group 
Frankie Valli
You're just too good to be true I can't take my eyes off you You'd be like heaven to touch I wanna hold you so much At long last love has arrived And I thank God I'm alive You're just too good to be true Can't take my eyes off you Pardon the way that I stare There's nothing else to compare The sight of you leaves me weak There are no words left to speak But if you feel like I feel Please let me know that is real You're just too good to be true I can't take my eyes off you I love you baby And if it's quite all right I need you baby To warm the lonely nights I love you baby Trust in me when I say Oh pretty baby Don't bring me down I pray Oh pretty baby Now that I've found you stay And let me love you, baby Let me love you You're just too good to be true I can't take my eyes off you You'd be like heaven to touch I wanna hold you so much At long last love has arrived And I thank God I'm alive You're just too good to be true Can't take my eyes off You I love you baby And if it's quite all right I need you baby To warm the lonely nights I love you baby Trust in me when I say Oh pretty baby Don't bring me down I pray Oh pretty baby Now that I've found you stay Oh pretty baby Trust in me when I say Songwriters: Bob Crewe / Bob Gaudio Can't Take My Eyes Off Of You lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC 
U2
I have climbed the highest mountains I have run through the fields Only to be with you Only to be with you I have run I have crawled I have scaled these city walls These city walls Only to be with you But I still haven't found What I'm looking for But I still haven't found What I'm looking for I have kissed honey lips Felt the healing in the fingertips It burned like fire This burning desire I have spoke with the tongue of angels I have held the hand of a devil It was warm in the night I was cold as a stone But I still haven't found What I'm looking for But I still haven't found What I'm looking for I believe in the Kingdom come Then all the colors will bleed into one Bleed into one But yes, I'm still running You broke the bonds and you loosened chains carried the cross of my shame, of my shame You know I believe it But I still haven't found What I'm looking for But I still haven't found What I'm looking for But I still haven't found What I'm looking for But I still haven't found What I'm looking for Songwriters: Adam Clayton / Dave Evans / Larry Mullen / Paul David Hewson / Victor Reina I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group 
Red Hot Chili Peppers
How long, how long will I slide? Separate my side, I don't I don't believe it's bad Slit my throat it's all I ever I heard your voice through a photograph I thought it up and brought up the past Once you know you can never go back I gotta take it on the other side Centuries are what it meant to me A cemetery where I marry the sea Stranger things could never change my mind I gotta take it on the other side Take it on the other side Take it on, take it on How long, how long will I slide? Separate my side, I don't I don't believe it's bad Slit my throat it's all I ever Pour my life into a paper cup The ashtray's full and I'm spillin' my guts She wants to know am I still a slut I've got to take it on the other side Scarlet starlet and she's in my bed A candidate for a soul mate bled Push the trigger and I pull the thread, I gotta take it on the other side Take it on the other side Take it on Take it on How long, how long will I slide? Separate my side, I don't I don't believe it's bad Slit my throat it's all I ever Turn me on, take me for a hard ride Burn me out, leave me on the other side I yell and tell it that it's not my friend I tear it down, I tear it down And then it's born again How long, how long will I slide? Separate my side, I don't I don't believe it's bad Slit my throat it's all I ever How long, I don't, I don't believe it's bad Slit my throat it's all I ever Songwriters: Anthony Kiedis / Chad Smith / Michael Balzary / John Frusciante Otherside lyrics © MoeBeToBlame 
Joan Baez
Virgil Caine is my name and I drove on the Danville train 'Til so much cavalry came and tore up the tracks again In the winter of '65, we were hungry, just barely alive I took the train to Richmond that fell It was a time I remember, oh, so well The night they drove old Dixie down And all the bells were ringin' The night they drove old Dixie down And all the people were singin' They went, "Na, na, na, na, na, na..." Back with my wife in Tennessee And one day she said to me, "Virgil, quick! Come see! There goes Robert E. Lee." Now I don't mind, I'm chopping wood And I don't care if the money's no good Just take what you need and leave the rest But they should never have taken the very best The night they drove old Dixie down And all the bells were ringin' The night they drove old Dixie down And all the people were singin' They went, "Na, na, na, na, na, na..." Like my father before me, I'm a working man And like my brother before me, I took a rebel stand Oh, he was just eighteen, proud and brave But a yankee laid him in his grave I swear by the blood below my feet You can't raise a Cane back up when he's in defeat The night they drove old Dixie down And all the bells were ringin' The night they drove old Dixie down And all the people were singin' They went, "Na, na, na, na, na, na..." Songwriters: Robbie Robertson The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc 
Styx
You see the world through your cynical eyes You're a troubled young man I can tell You've got it all in the palm of your hand But your hand's wet with sweat and your head needs a rest And you're fooling yourself if you don't believe it You're kidding yourself if you don't believe it Why must you be such an angry young man When your future looks quite bright to me How can there be such a sinister plan That could hide such a lamb, such a caring young man You're fooling yourself if you don't believe it You're kidding yourself if you don't believe it Get up, get back on your feet You're the one they can't beat and you know it Come on, let's see what you've got Just take your best shot and don't blow it You're fooling yourself if you don't believe it You're killing yourself if you don't believe it Get up, get back on your feet You're the one they can't beat and you know it Come on, let's see what you've got Just take your best shot and don't blow it Songwriters: Tommy Shaw Fooling Yourself lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group 
Orleans
We've been together since way back when Sometimes I never want to see you again But I want you to know, after all these years You're still the one I want whisperin' in my ear You're still the one -- I want to talk to in bed Still the one -- that turns my head We're still having fun, and you're still the one I looked at your face every day But I never saw it 'til I went away When winter came, I just wanted to go (wanted to go) Deep in the desert, I longed for the snow You're still the one -- that makes me laugh Still the one -- that's my better half We're still having fun, and you're still the one You're still the one -- that makes me strong Still the one -- I want to take along We're still having fun, and you're still the one (yes you are) Changing, our love is going gold Even though we grow old, it grows new You're still the one -- that I love to touch Still the one -- and I can't get enough We're still having fun, and you're still the one You're still the one -- who can scratch my itch Still the one -- and I wouldn't switch We're still having fun, and you're still the one You are still the one -- that makes me shout Still the one -- that I dream about We're still having fun, and you're still the one You're still the one, yeah still the one We're still having fun, and you're still the one Songwriters: Johanna Hall / Johanna D Hall / John Hall / John J Hall Still the One lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC 
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