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Slayer - Dittohead

This fucking country's lost its grip
Sub-conscious hold begins to slip
The scales of justice tend to tip

The legal system has no spine
It's corroding from inside
Slap your hand, you'll do no time

Reality on vacation
All across a blinded nation
Mentally under sedation

Anyone can be set free
On a technicality
Explain the law again to me

Here in 1994
Things are different than before
Violence is what we adore

Invitation to the game
Guns and ...

Crowded House - Chocolate cake

Not everyone in New York would pay to see Andrew Lloyd Webber
May his trousers fall down as he bows to the queen and the crown
I don't know what tune the orchestra played
But it went by me sickly sentimental

Can I have another piece of chocolate cake
Tammy Baker's got a lot on her plate
Can I buy another cheap Picasso fake
Andy Warhol must be laughing in his grave

The band of the night take you to ethereal heights over dinner
And you wander the streets ...

New Model Army - History

I know that it happened, I know that story
But that was years and years ago
Still you're pushing and still you're claiming
The pound of flesh you say I owe

Ch: We've already paid for it
We've already strung for it
We've already died for it
Why can't you leave us alone?

There is no whitewash, there's no conspiracy
You're not a victim anymore
I know it's easy to be a loser
If you spill acid in your sores

Ch: We've already paid for it . . .

Bring in the hard men, bring in the armoury
If escalation's what you want
Everybody needs an enemy
But I don't want to ...

Eric Clapton - Behind the sun

My love has gone behind the sun;
Since she left, the darkness has begun.
The smile that used to shine on me
Is nothing more than a memory.

I see her face, I hear her voice.
She made her move, I had no choice
But walk and cry, wipe tears with my hand,
The one that carries a wedding band.

And the clouds hang low
And the flowers that used to grow
In my heart
Are dying now, dying now.

Dying now. ...

The Tea Party - Touch

Catatonic listless creature
Try to comprehend
Everything you've ever wanted
Is around the next bend

Don't try to fake it
I see you shaking
It doesn't mean a thing

Look at you, the freak attraction
In this carnival of souls
Failing all negotiations
You'll be the next sold

Don't try to fake it
I see you shaking
It doesn't mean anything

Now love, don't make a sound
Reach down and touch the ground

Emptiness is almost certain
Like ...
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