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17.06.2003 |
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4. | (Cassie) Going Down (On Marcie) |
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6. | My Baby's Cryin' |
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8. | R & R Nurse |
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10. | Vacant As A Ghost |
11. | Save My Life |
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13. | Take A Heart |
14. | Unknown |
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Well, Tear down the Mona Lisa
Put your picture on the wall
Tell the world you love her
And I'm at your beck and call
And I am the only Mona Lisa and
baby (4x)
that's all (8x)
Baby, I didn't mean you no harm
I just had some fun with some friends
I mean some girls in the city
Don't we get along?
Yeah, don't we get along?
Yeah, don't we get along with our friends in the city?
Lord, I've been praying all day
Just take this pain and give it away
Don't leave no other witnesses
By the grace of God, I'm going to see you in hell
About a Lack -- of -- Communication
Lack of -- Communication
Lack ------ of Communication
Well, Tear down the Mona Lisa
Put your picture on the wall
Tell the world you love her
And you're at her beck and call
I am the only Mona Lisa and
baby (4x)
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How can I be down when I ain't been buried yet?
Ah-ooh ah-ooh
I smoke a cigarette, I ain't got no regrets
Ah-ooh ah-ooh
How can I be down when I ain't been buried yet?
Ah-ooh ah-ooh
Making snow angels to the break of dawn
Ah-ooh ah-ooh
Lying with ..... 'cause I don't give a d**n
Ah-ooh ah-ooh
Making snow angels to the break of dawn
Ah-ooh ah-ooh
Me and my brother ain't got no sister
just a bother at home
So we got two bottles of nite train, baby
And now we don't feel alone
Me and my brother ain't got no sister
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I'm a fly on flypaper
You're the rain on the web
Resurrected by demons
All shouting in my head
It's the lifeboat of sanity
A beacon in the dark
Let all hell's fury
Play the rhythm of your heart
It's the sound of terror
It's the sound of terror
It sleeps with the fear
All burrowing under your bed
Waiting for a signal
To bring this nightmare to and end
It's an affair of honor
Taken too far
Let's burn down Saint Peter's
And drive a stake through its heart
It's the sound of terror
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(Cassie) Going Down (On Marcie) |
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Put away your cigarettes
And your high class attitude
Turn emotion to devotion
Baby I can see it in you too
We all hail hail from rock and roll
From behind a glass case
We all hail hail from rock and roll
From behind a glass case
Put away your cigarettes
And your high class attitude
Turn emotion to devotion
Baby I can see it in you too
We all hail hail from rock and roll
From behind a glass case
We all hail hail from rock and roll
From behind a glass case
Put away your cigarettes
And your high class attitude
Turn emotion to devotion
Baby I can see it in you too
We all hail hail from rock and roll
From behind a glass case
We all hail hail from rock and roll
From behind a glass case
From behind a glass case
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Yeah, Crying
Yeah, Sleeping
Yeah, Kicking
Yeah, Keeping
All this pain inside of me
There ain't no monetary value, baby
Just heart and soul
Hustle us down to the river, child
Let it take control
Holding on to the chaos scene, Yeah
Pink ribbons and bows
Just stick with the rhythm, child
It'll save your soul
Geraldine, let it take control
Geraldine, let it save your soul
Yeah, Crying
Yeah, Sleeping
Yeah, Kicking
Yeah, Keeping
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Do you like the way I walk?
Do you like the way I talk?
Do you like me at all?
I'm your please-please man, baby
So don't ever let me go
I've been sleeping on your doorstep, girl
So don't ever try to come home
Please, please, yes
Please, please, no
I've been sleeping at your door
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Yeah, Crying
Yeah, Sleeping
Yeah, Kicking
Yeah, Keeping
All this pain inside of me
There ain't no monetary value, baby
Just heart and soul
Hustle us down to the river, child
Let it take control
Holding on to the chaos scene, Yeah
Pink ribbons and bows
Just stick with the rhythm, child
It'll save your soul
Geraldine, let it take control
Geraldine, let it save your soul
Yeah, Crying
Yeah, Sleeping
Yeah, Kicking
Yeah, Keeping
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Put away your cigarettes
And your high class attitude
Turn emotion to devotion
Baby I can see it in you too
We all hail hail from rock and roll
From behind a glass case
We all hail hail from rock and roll
From behind a glass case
Put away your cigarettes
And your high class attitude
Turn emotion to devotion
Baby I can see it in you too
We all hail hail from rock and roll
From behind a glass case
We all hail hail from rock and roll
From behind a glass case
Put away your cigarettes
And your high class attitude
Turn emotion to devotion
Baby I can see it in you too
We all hail hail from rock and roll
From behind a glass case
We all hail hail from rock and roll
From behind a glass case
From behind a glass case
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