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Carlos Santana Feat. Everlast - Put Your Lights On - [link]

Hey now, all you sinners
Put your lights on, put your lights on
Hey now, all you lovers
Put your lights on, put your lights on

Hey now, all you killers
Put your lights on, put your lights on
Hey now, all you children
Leave your lights on, you better leave your lights on

Cause there's a monster living under my bed
Whispering in my ear
There's an angel, with a hand on my head
She say I've got nothing to fear

There's a darkness living deep in my soul
I still got a purpose to serve
So let your light shine, deep into my home
God, don't let me lose my nerve
Don't let me lose my nerve

Hey now, hey now, hey now, hey now
Wo oh hey now, hey now, hey now, hey now

Hey now, all you sinners
Put your lights on, put your lights on
Hey now, all you children
Leave your lights on, you better leave your lights on

Because there's a monster living under my bed
Whispering in my ear
There's an angel, with a hand on my head
She say's I've got nothing to fear
She says: La illaha illa Allah
We all shine like stars
She says: La illaha illa Allah
We all shine like stars
Then we fade away
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David Bowie Golden Years - [link]

Golden years, gold whop whop whop

Don't let me hear you say lifes taking you nowhere, angel
Come get up my baby
Look at that sky, lifes begun
Nights are warm and the days are young
Come get up my baby

There's my baby, lost that's all
Once Im 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

Ill stick with you baby for a thousand years
Nothings 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 wont 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 Im begging you save her little soul
Golden years, gold whop whop whop
Come get up my baby
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Tangerine Dream - Invisible Limits - [link]
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David Bowie - The stars (are out tonight) - [link]

Stars are never sleeping
Dead ones and the living

We live closer to the earth
Never to the heavens
The stars are never far away
Stars are out tonight

They watch us from behind their shades
***, Jack and Kate and Brad
From hehind their tinted window stretch
Gleaming like blackened sunshine

Stars are never sleeping
Dead ones and the living

Waiting for the first move
Satyrs and their child wives
Waiting for the last move
Soaking up our primitive world

Stars are never sleeping
Dead ones and the living

Their jealousy’s spilling down
The stars must stick together
We will never be rid of these stars
But I hope they live forever

And they know just what we do
That we toss and turn at night
They’re waiting to make their moves
But the stars are out tongiht

Here they are upon the stairs
Sexless and not aware
They are the stars, they’re dying for you
But I hope they live forever

They burn you with their radiant smiles
Trap you with their beautiful eyes
They’re broke and shamed or drunk or scared
But I hope they live forever

Their jealousy’s spilling down
The stars must stick together
We will never be rid of these stars
But I hope they live forever

And they know just what we do
That we toss and turn at night
They’re waiting to make their moves on us
But the stars are out tonight

The stars are out tonight
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Flaming Lips- The Impulse - [link]

If you'd just come down
From your space tower jail
I could have shown you
Those colors aren't so pale

The way it glows
The way it shines
The way it plays on
The dimensions in your mind

But it seems like nothing's gonna satisfy
Your shapeless urges
You tryin', tryin', tryin', tryin', tryin'
Oh yeah, oh yeah

You say you're unhappy
That you don't like your hair
I could have shown you
There are heavens everywhere

We go through tunnels
And we go up high
But you just got frustrated
With those electric power glides

And it seems like nothing's gonna satisfy
Your shapeless urges
You tryin', tryin', tryin', tryin', tryin'
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah
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The Pretenders - Middle Of The Road - [link]

In the middle of the road,
Is trying to find me.
I'm standing in the middle of life with my pains behind me.

But, I got a smile
For everyone I meet.
Long as you don't try dragging my bay,
Or dropping a bomb on the street.

Come on baby,
Get in the road.
Come on now,
In the middle of the road, yeah.

In the middle of the road,
You see the darnest things.
Like fat cats driving around in jeeps through the city,
Wearing big diamond rings and silk suits.
Past corrugated tin shacks holed up with kids and
Man I don't mean a Hampstead nursery.
But when you own a big chunk of the bloody third world,
The babies just come with the scenery.

Come on baby,
Get in the road.
Come on now,
In the middle of the road, yeah.

One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six.

In the middle of the road,
Is my private cul de sac.
I can't get from the cab to the curb,
Without some little jerk on my back,
Don't harass me kid,
Can't you tell I'm going home, I'm tired as hell,
I'm not the cat I used to be,
I've got a kid, I'm thirty-three baby.
Get in the road.
Come on now,
In the middle of the road.
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If 6 was 9 Jimmy Hendrix - [link]

If the sun refused to shine,
I don't mind, I don't mind.

If the mountains fell in the sea,
Let it be, it ain't me.
Got my own world to live through
And I ain't gonna come near you.

Now, if 6 turned up to be 9,
I don't mind, I don't mind.
If all the hippies cut off their hair,
I don't care, I don't care.
Dig, 'cos I got my own world to live through
And I ain't gonna come near you.
White-collar conservatives flashing down the street
Pointing their plastic finger at me.
They're hoping soon my kind will drop and die,
But I'm gonna wave my freak flag high . . . HIGH!

Falling mountains just don't fall on me
Point on mister Buisnessman,
You can't dress like me.
Nobody know what I'm talking about
I've got my own life to live
I'm the one that's gonna have to die
When it's time for me to die
So let me live my life the way I want to.

Yeah . . .
Sing on brother,
Play on brother . . .
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Tony Joe White - Polk Salad Annie - [link]

If some of ya'll never been down South too much...
I'm gonna tell you a little bit about this, so that you'll understand
What I'm talking about
Down there we have a plant that grows out in the
woods and the fields,
looks somethin' like a turnip green.
Everybody calls it Polk salad. Polk salad.
Used to know a girl that lived down there and
she'd go out in the evenings and pick a mess of it...
Carry it home and cook it for supper, 'cause that's about all they had to eat,
But they did all right.

Down in Louisiana Where the alligators grow so mean
There lived a girl that I swear to the world Made the alligators look tame

Polk salad Annie polk salad Annie
Everybody said it was a shame
Cause her mama was working on the chain-gang
a mean, vicious woman

Everyday 'fore supper time She'd go down by the truck patch
And pick her a mess o' Polk salad And carry it home in a tote sack

Polk salad Annie 'Gators got you granny
Everybody said it was a shame
'Cause her mama was aworkin' on the chain-gang
a wretched, spiteful, straight-razor totin' woman,
Lord have mercy. Pick a mess of it

Her daddy was lazy and no count
Claimed he had a bad back
All her brothers were fit for was stealin' watermelons out of my truck patch
Polk salad Annie, the gators got your granny
Everybody said it was a shame
Cause her mama was a working' on the chain gang
Sock a little polk salad to me, you know I need a mess of it
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The James Gang -Take A Look Around - [link]

You will never see me
Walking round feeling low
You will never hear, there
Goes a man who doesn't know

Too many roads to walk
Too many things to do
Too many words to talk
Moments too few


I don't think you know, though
You've been told a million times
It's not clear to see unless
You read in between the lines

Look out your window
When did it start?
Nothing's for certain
It's just a part


If you're feeling low, no
And your world comes tumbling down
If you see hard times, stop
Better take a look around

Good things must end
They never last
Look to tomorrow
Forget the past
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Paul Oakenfold - Requiem for a Dream - [link]
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