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Head Like A Hole - Nine Inch Nails
"What do I know of cultured ways, the gilt, the craft and the lie? I, who was born in a naked land and bred in the open sky. The subtle tongue, the sophist guile, they fail when the broadswords sing; Rush in and die, dogs - I was a man before I was a king." We show less advertisements to registered users. Accounts are free; join today!
I Feel Like I'm FIxin to Die - Country Joe and the Fish
Instead of a sign that says "Do Not Disturb" I need one that says "Already Disturbed Proceed With Caution."
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Lost In The Cold - Twiddle
"What do I know of cultured ways, the gilt, the craft and the lie? I, who was born in a naked land and bred in the open sky. The subtle tongue, the sophist guile, they fail when the broadswords sing; Rush in and die, dogs - I was a man before I was a king." We show less advertisements to registered users. Accounts are free; join today!
Cold Ethyl - Alice Cooper
Instead of a sign that says "Do Not Disturb" I need one that says "Already Disturbed Proceed With Caution."
Only Women Bleed - Alice Cooper
"What do I know of cultured ways, the gilt, the craft and the lie? I, who was born in a naked land and bred in the open sky. The subtle tongue, the sophist guile, they fail when the broadswords sing; Rush in and die, dogs - I was a man before I was a king." |
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